Hello.

Kurumu.

I am writing to you from the great beyond.

Have you ever thought that writing a letter is like time travel? Today is today but it won't be when you get this message.

Today is your birthday. Congratulations! Happy Birthday! You're sixteen! Hooray! Hooray!

Now I have a week more experience on being sixteen than you do, so listen up. It's not much different from being fifteen.

I got your letter yesterday. You're so sweet. When you read a letter from someone, do you hear the words in their voice? I do. Why are you so sad? I love you. I'm not going anywhere.

I know you're worried about me. I might have been a little upset that you didn't visit me as much as Satsuki or Chisa, but I know you have a bigger life than me. I would never think to hold that against you when I know you have troubles of your own.

It's like you said. We're all a little broken. It bothers me that people will look at my physical injury and think that my problems are huge or that I have a sad life. Everyone has a sad life. Everyone has a happy life. Our feelings are not tied to any specific event or condition, no matter how permanent that might be. I have no belief that my life is any worse than Satsuki's or yours.

Maybe Chisa. If she would ever get over the fact she is tall, she would be so much happier. Chisa will be turning sixteen on the sixth of October, so as her seniors in life, we need to look out for this idiot. She's always been tall, even when we were in elementary together. She was 140 when she was nine during her third grade year before she hit her growth spurt. When we moved away the next year, she was at 155 and I was telling her all the time that it was okay and that she was so pretty. I felt horrible about moving to Kaigan because I knew Chisa would sink into depression without me. That first term of junior high all she would write about was how much she wanted to kill herself.

Anyways, I'm so happy that she met Mr. Kitamori and really, really hope that he can convince her that she is a pretty woman whom can be loved. It does suck that he's a senior and will be graduating this year, but I hope, hope, hope this develops into a serious relationship which has the strength to survive them being apart for a couple years.

There I go rambling off topic, but I don't know if we've ever talked about Chisa before. I mean, I know you interviewed her for your track article, but that was nothing serious. I guess her height isn't that serious either. But it's very important to her.

The house is a bit cramped. I'm sharing my room with Satsuki and Chisa, which is nice. I never liked the way they gave us single dorm rooms. If this accident had not happened, I would have looked into getting either Chisa or Satsuki to live with me in one of those suites.

Those cat cousins whom live downstairs from you were nice. Did you know neither of them were on the bus? Satsuki was disappointed. Chisa heard that Ms. Hiyoshi was staying on campus with Ms. Hidarimeki whom had softball over the summer.

I don't know if you are visiting Mr. Aono on your birthday like you planned. If so… I am so sorry!

I don't know what we could have done differently about Mizore. The bus driver was laughing the whole time, saying he needed to take other kids home and that we had to make a decision quickly. I tried to offer my place but Mizore and Satsuki both refused to discuss that. It was more an argument of which boy she would stay with, and I don't trust Mr. Umizake. He's kind of scary, even if he did save both of your lives that one time.

I'm hoping you have a good birthday today. I'm hoping Mizore doesn't do anything stupid.

As for life here at home, my biggest complaint is my family is so awkward around me. They're not used to seeing me like this. Mama cried most of Sunday. My brothers get nervous and don't want to talk to me. Papa is cool though I think he's being more protective than he used to be. He asks to help me so much. It's like he's waiting on me hand and foot.

I would rather have a boyfriend doing that. It's sweet, but I don't know how to tell Papa to back off. While I understand seeing me like this must be hard for them, it's annoying to be treated differently. The sooner they all get over it, the better things will be for me. I don't want to feel special because of this.

It's only been a couple days. Chisa is thinking about spending the whole summer, pending approval from her parents. Satsuki is Satsuki. She hasn't bothered visiting her parents yet. She probably won't. Did you know her mother blames her for it? I didn't know that. It was such a nasty rumor floating around in junior high. Like you said. We're all broken.

I haven't seen my sister yet. She doesn't want me over at her house, insisting that she come over and visit us. We scheduled that for Friday.

We didn't have much else to do today, so I convinced Satsuki and Chisa to go see that Star Wars movie you've been obsessing over. You sounded so certain you would see it with your mother. I won't spoil it for you in case you weren't able to see it before your birthday.

I guess I don't have anything more to write about. Today was the first day I was out and about, so there hasn't been any chance for me to bump into any classmates. Kaigan has always been like a ghost town during the summer breaks. Two thirds of the kids going to Shoudo Academy don't live here. I know it's not as rough here as things are for Ms. Meirowasa in Mononoke. She must be awfully bored.

Sadly I must report that I don't have any prospects to sweep me off my broken feet. Can I say that? I guess it's not really my feet or legs being broken. I will be certain to let you know if I find someone that makes my heart skip a beat.

Oh! My parents did schedule a visit with a doctor at the hospital. So I will be back to physical therapy soon. I don't want my legs getting all scrawny and weak from lack of use. I have to keep working these silly things.

We will be talking to my new homeroom teacher after the obon festival. Most teachers come back to school the week before it starts back up, so we should be able to get a feel on how this will work. We don't own a car, but Papa is going to buy a passenger bike since there's no good way of getting me to the school grounds in a timely fashion from our home. Kaigan is father away from Shoudo than Mononoke is from Yokai. Papa has always wanted to own a motorbike.

Okay I am out of things to write now. I hope you get this soon. I want to hear lots and lots of good things about your birthday. And I hope you have good news about Mizore too.

Oh! You were also going to be with Ms. Akashiya for part of your summer. For her sister's wedding, right? I wonder what her home is like. I understand most vampires are like super rich. I bet that wedding will be so much fancier than my sister's.

Yea. I'm done.

I love you. Love you, love you, love you. Lots and lots.

See you again.

Thank the heavens for air conditioning.

Kurumu resisted the urge to fan herself as she knelt at the left side guest table. While this crimson hoop dress with the golden trim was absolutely beautiful, she was sweating almost as much as she had in the sauna. She could feel the beads of sweat rolling down the small of her back and it had to slip between her butt cheeks. Anywhere else and it would have been caught by her black lace panties but by God's grace it had to drip there.

Kurumu was not alone in her distress. Taniguchi whom was seated furthest down this table was leaning on Antai for support. The undine had a sleeveless, royal blue corset dress with periwinkle lace stitched along the top hem to accentuate the curve of her bosom. The midsection was tightened about her slender torso with black laces in the back. The skirt billowed up much the same as Kurumu's though the fabric was thinner and could be seen through if not for the many layers of fabric.

Antai seemed the most reasonably dressed for the occasion, wearing a soft, silky yellow garment which buttoned up in the front from bosom to thigh. That first button was dangerously low, betraying some of her cleavage. The loose, short sleeved dress ended shy of her knees and had built in stitching to support her modest bosom without a bra.

Kurumu let out a soft breath, wishing she knew how much longer they had to wait. They had departed from the Estate early enough to arrive in Iromori a quarter to ten. Under Ms. Juunan's direction, they had left Mizore and Tsukune behind. They had also considered leaving Rubi due to lack of room in the vehicle, but Yukari had happily agreed to sitting in Moka's lap. Moka was kneeling beside Kurumu on her right, wearing that scarlet, corset dress. The dress was less cumbersome than Kurumu's due to how Moka's skirt was much shorter in the front than the back.

Rubi was between Fukai and Yukari, dressed in a long sleeved, burgundy dress layered with black lace patterned in petals and broad, vertical stripes. A black satin bow tie was stitched in her collar and there was a tiny zipper in the back which went from the nape of her neck to the small of her back. The pleated, layered skirt which fluttered out after her hips had a sheath of black lace drawn over it and stitched to the bottom hem of the first outer layer.

Kurumu reached down to rummage through her lavender handbag resting on the floor between her and Yukari. She glanced down at her phone, pushing a side button to light up the small screen. It was eleven twenty two. The wedding ceremony was being held at a nearby shrine and had started at ten thirty. They were probably finished by now so it was a matter of how long it took the bride and groom to change clothes and get here for this luncheon.

Kurumu's eyes met Yukari's and they shared a smile. Yukari was criminally cute in this outfit. She had picked it up the weekend after leaving Tsukune's place at the same place they had bought Rubi's dress. This red lolita dress was crimped along the bottom with a sheet of black lace drawn over it from her hips to her knees. A black corset was tightened about her waist, pushing up her bosom to accentuate she had one. The dress was sleeveless with the top hem crimped and ruffled above the smooth section about her bosom. A wispy black lace shawl was draped over her shoulders and tied in a fluffy knot in the center, hanging down almost like a tie. Lacy fingerless, black gloves stretched up her forearms to her elbows.

"She looks so lonely."

Yukari had spoken softly to not disturb the other guests in the room. Kurumu knew Yukari's comment was about Kokoa. Unlike the rest of them, Kokoa was seated at the center table with a bunch of older gentlemen. Her gown was nearly identical to Kurumu's with fluffy, pleated short sleeves and a matching hem along the top of the bosom. Her lush green dress had the same golden lace, floral pattern sweeping down the center below the navel before spreading out along the bottom hem near the floor. The young vampire would sometimes glance over her shoulder, sharing nervous smiles.

"I still don't know why they insist Moka can't sit beside her."

Moka shushed Kurumu with a slight shake of her head. Seated at the head of the table on Moka's right was Ms. Fukuda whom was wearing a cream colored sheath dress. The fabric of the form fitting dress looked like it had been painted on, revealing the underlining of the strapless bra the succubus wore about her bountiful assets.

Ms. Fukuda had explained the seating arrangements when they had entered this dining hall almost an hour ago. This table was for guests of the bride and her immediate family. As Moka was not truly Moka, Mrs. Shuzen had felt it more appropriate to seat her at this table. Ms. Juunan and Nagi would be joining them when the bride and groom arrived, taking the empty spaces between Ms. Fukuda and Moka.

Since they were meant to see the bride and groom, there would be nobody sitting on the other side of their table. The same rules would apply for the table on the other side of the room, though Kurumu had not seen anyone take a seat over there. In fact, Kurumu had not seen anyone take a seat on the other side of the center table, implying Fujisaki had not invited any guests for this luncheon.

There was a smaller, fourth table not far from the head of the center table where Kokoa was seated. This table had a microphone mounted in the center and was reserved for the bride and groom. Mrs. Shuzen would take the vacant spot on Kokoa's right at the head of the center table, representing the bride.

Kokoa looked out of place in that dress. All nine men were wearing black kimonos with crimson trim. The dark haired man with the top knot and pointed beard kneeling next to Kokoa was Lord Gun. He was a stouter, taller version of his father, Lord Yoshiro, whom was beside him. Kurumu had no idea which of these other men was Lord Tsuyosei, father of Akua's grandmother, but the last man down the line with the slick silver hair and sharp widow's peak was Lord Musashi, father of Nagi and Tara.

Kurumu resisted the urge to check her phone again. She glanced over at Rubi whom was squirming for no apparent reason. The witch was probably fantasizing over all the punishment vampires were known to dole out upon poorly performing servants. Ms. Juunan had been quite graphic with her details concerning her experiences during her service in the Buyouken household, easily taking up half their drive on that subject alone.

Fukai had no qualms against using her phone at the table, intently scrolling through her collection of pictures. Kurumu had taken most of them since Kokoa insisted on having photos of all of her girls. It had been a fun way to pass the time since they had nothing better to do while waiting for the staff to open the dining hall for their reservation scheduled at eleven.

Fukai had a peasant feel about her due to the colors of her attire. Her short sleeved, corset dress had a rich chocolate hue. The fabric above the leather bodice cinched about her tiny torso was crimped and loose though not in any danger of exposing her slim bosom. The sides of her ruffled skirt had pockets while the center section was a tiered collection of caramel frills which fell shy of her knees. The rest of the chocolate skirt was much longer, dragging on the floor when she walked about.

The door near the foot of the center of the table opened. A dark haired man in a black suit jacket with golden trim stepped into the room. This jacket was worn over a vest of similar fabric and colors. Above the vest was a crimson scarf wrapped about his neck. He gestured into the room, betraying the frilly white cuff of the dress shirt worn beneath it all.

Murmurs sounded between the men as Akegawa meekly entered the room. The salamander was garbed in a long sleeved, satin dress the color of a rich, red wine. Black satin frills were stitched into the sleeves' underside from the elbow down to the cuffs, making her tiny hands seem smaller as she placed them at her waist. The garment had a high collar and a black bow stitched above the slight swell of her bosom. A black bodice was tied in the front about her midsection with satin ribbons. The lower half of her dress was two layers. The outer layer matched the same satin fabric above the bodice and came down past her knees on the sides and the back. The inner layer was a ruffled black skirt which swept across the floor. It was clearly not her presence causing the stir as Akegawa returned to her place between Fukai and Antai.

"It's Father."

Kurumu's eyes widened from Moka's awed whisper. Shuzen Issa strode with a purpose along the far side of the table so that the Elders of the Shuzen family could acknowledge his presence. He said nothing in response to the gasps and murmurs, coming to a stop at the head of the table. As he turned and knelt down, Kokoa quickly stood up.

"Father."

The man looked up with strong, crimson eyes. He had a carefully sculpted line of whiskers down his chin and about his mouth and chin, quite similar to Nagi though without the long point at his chin.

"Daughter."

"Where have you been all this time?"

Issa glanced at Lord Gun whom had stiffened up and crossed his arms about his broad chest.

"Attending to matters elsewhere."

"And what sort of matters might that be?"

Issa turned his attention back to Kokoa.

"Sit down, Daughter."

"Yes, Father."

"Kahlua says you have become stronger."

Kokoa bowed her head and made a slight sound of assent.

"I asked you a question."

"An irrelevant question."

"I think questions pertaining to the absence of the Head of our Family extremely relevant."

Issa continued to stare at Kokoa.

"I am here to celebrate the union of my daughter with a man worthy of guiding this nation into a new era of prosperity for the vampire race."

Lord Gun huffed.

"A charlatan of no birth. He should consider himself honored that we allowed his challenge for her hand. His victory proves that your children are an embarrassment to our name and race."

"I am not interested to trade insults, Gun. Fujisaki Miyabi is an honorable man whom has been of great help to me. I am pleased to sit by his side."

The elders started up a slight murmur at this remark, though Issa paid them no mind. His attention was focused on Kokoa whom trembled under his gaze. The young vampire did not look up at her father.

"Lord Issa. We may have had our differences in the past, but I implore you to attend to your duties as Head of our household."

"Is my wife's guidance not good enough for you?"

Lord Yoshiro flinched.

"It is not a matter of quality but a matter of propriety."

The wizened man beside Lord Yoshiro rasped out his words in a sinister tone. His wiry, silver hair hung over the sides of his head like a turned up mop.

"Since your untimely disappearance, the Shuzen Family has become a joke to the other households."

The stout fellow with a swarthy tan and a devil's goatee nodded vehemently.

"The eligible women of other families won't accept our challenges for their hands."

"Then challenge the Eldest Daughter. Every family is required to have one whom cannot refuse. It's not possible that all of them are in grace periods."

"An obvious option but the Eldest Daughter is always the strongest of prey."

"Has our family grown so complacent that it no longer values the strongest wives?"

The swarthy vampire shrugged, stroking his goatee.

"My grandsons have no interest in chasing Eldest Daughters, Lord Issa."

"Then buy them serving girls, Lord Tomi. Your wealth is your only contribution to our family."

Lord Gun huffed.

"What would you know about our wealth? Your darling wife has driven this family to poverty."

"Do you have any idea how much of our savings was squandered by that woman?"

Lord Tomi nodded at the wizened man's hissed inquiry.

"Lord Gun exaggerates, but Lady Gyokuro does lack financial sense. She paid far too much on your new family home which pales in comparison to the manor we lost."

"The amount she sank into her garden alone is unimaginable."

That last comment had come from the man beside Lord Musashi. This wiry gentleman had the hair on the sides of his head shaved down to a dark fuzz. Only the top had been spared and was gathered up in the back by a small crimson band. He had a thin moustache and sharp features.

"I also would like to see my wife's garden, Lord Uniki."

Lord Gun snickered.

"We don't have time to listen to you reminisce about your wife. This family deserves an account of what you have been doing these past six years."

Issa sighed, finally turning his eyes away from his daughter to regard the family elders.

"My present name is Zensa Shu, Fairy Tale Commander of the Kanto Region."

"Nothing but a hound for that worthless organization."

"I have always honored my duty to Fairy Tale which the vampire families agreed upon. Though it was Lord Fujisaki whom assisted in elevating my status within Fairy Tale."

The wizened man shook his head.

"But why demean yourself further, Lord Issa? We only tolerate the agreement with Fairy Tale."

"For the same reason my wife joined Fairy Tale years ago, Lord Zuru. Control."

"That is nonsense. There is no value in joining an organization which was on the brink of financial collapse after we cut off the Taizai head."

"You lack vision, Lord Yoshiro. You are too busy refusing to get into another boat out of fear that it's not seaworthy without the slightest bit of realization that your vessel has already been capsized."

"Our family was fine until you married that Buyouken bitch."

Lord Issa smirked at the sharp remark from the tall, gaunt vampire next to Lord Tomi.

"I believe the proposal to challenge for her hand was Lord Tsuyosei's idea which this council voted six to two in favor of. I did my duty as agreed upon."

"And I opposed it then, as I do now."

"That must be a comforting thought when you turn in every night, Lord Koujou."

"Reclaim your position, Son. Force that bitch to sire a worthy heir for you."

Lord Issa's smirk did not falter.

"I have no immediate plans to produce a male heir for this family. My daughters are sufficient."

"Akasha and your mother filled your head with nonsense. Daughters are worthless."

The smile vanished.

"This is a joyous celebration, Father. My daughter is a very promising assassin and is marrying the next President of Fairy Tale. You should not be so hasty to dismiss her value. She is worth more to me than any of my brothers whom you brought into this world."

There was a deathly silence which settled over the elders for a long moment. There were only two men at the table whom Kurumu had not associated a name with. The one seated by the stringy haired Lord Koujou had his oily black locks swept up in a faux hawk. He had slender, exotic eyes and a thin nose. The bald man next to Lord Uniki had a braided goatee with smooth cheeks and no moustache. One of these two was Lord Tsuyosei.

"Lord Issa. I won't implore you to make another child with that woman, but you would be doing the family a great service taking your position back."

"I have not vacated my position."

Lord Yoshiro sighed.

"Then why sit across from your daughter?"

"Because I owe a great debt to Lord Fujisaki. This gesture is to show my support for his cause."

"Then grant us the permission to appoint Lord Gun as an interim until you are ready to attend to your duties in earnest."

"Gun is more than welcome to challenge for my position at any time. I'm sure I can work a few minutes into my busy schedule in Tokyo if he has the time to pay my office a visit."

"Fuck you, Issa."

Issa smirked.

"We can do this now if you insist."

Lord Yoshiro placed a hand on his son's shoulder.

"There's no need for that. It is merely an interim position."

"Fuck interim. If he is refusing his duties, then he has no right to call himself our Head."

Issa glared across the table with a dead look in his eyes.

"Why should I worry about the bark of a dog whom can't even handle my wife?"

"You sound informed of our dealings with her. I'm curious, Lord Issa. How long has your wife been aware of your whereabouts?"

Issa smirked at Lord Zuru.

"I would say two hours."

"Most intriguing. May I ask why?"

"I felt her knowledge of my movements would be detrimental. Now that I have acquired the status of a Region Commander, she can't maneuver around me as effortlessly as before."

"That's not true. Mother has been looking for you."

Issa smiled at Kokoa.

"Only enough to avoid reporting me dead. If these fools had any foothold in Fairy Tale, they would have discovered that my passport and citizenship for my assassin alias had been revoked."

"With all due respect, Lord Issa, I don't believe that is true."

Issa glanced over at Ms. Fukuda, whom promptly bowed her head.

"Whom is this speaking to me?"

"Fukuda Mayu, Sir."

Lord Gun snorted.

"A succubus pet your wife keeps at her side."

"She is inconsequential."

"I suppose I can't argue for us to discuss family matters in a more private setting. I trust these young women I see as guests are all friends of my daughters."

"Yes, Father."

Lord Tomi chuckled.

"A lovely assortment of talent. A pity most have been marked. Some are positively delicious."

"I would rather discuss this scenario about your work identity being revoked. Did this by any chance happen while you were abroad?"

Issa nodded at Lord Zuru's inquiry.

"I was in China at the time."

"My son said you were on a family vacation with your two daughters at the time of Alucard's stirring."

"That is correct. I left my daughters in the care of the hotel after my wife informed me of her inability to speak with Lady Akasha. I was… put out upon learning the two of them had worked up a scheme to move Moka without my blessing. I ordered her to pick up the girls and went to the castle immediately."

"That's not true! We were stranded a whole week in the hotel."

"I won't bother to explain the actions of your mother. I informed her about the castle being in ruins and that I was going to speak with my contacts in China to determine if Akua had any known hideouts she might have fled to, since there were no signs of either of the girls."

"And Lady Akasha?"

"Presumed dead, I understand."

Lord Gun snorted.

"You did not bother to confirm her death?"

"The fact that my love did not bring the girls to me was proof of that. I confirmed Akasha had not shown up at the hotel nor was she with my wife. The only option left for me was to chase down Akua, assuming she was alive. As you can imagine, returning to Japan without a proper identity is quite difficult."

Kokoa shook her head.

"No. Mother wouldn't do that."

"Your mother only required the illusion that Issa was alive. For years I suspected she killed him."

Issa smirked at Lord Gun.

"Do you have such low expectations of my battle prowess? I can deal with my wife if I must."

"Then deal with her, Lord Issa. I fail to see why you must continue this charade within Fairy Tale."

"I have not fulfilled my promise to Lord Fujisaki. In exchange for returning me to Japan, I have agreed to aid in his rise to power. Until he is rightfully seated as President, I am sworn to his service."

"Your sense of duty is misplaced. The matters of the Shuzen Family have priority."

Issa sneered at Lord Gun.

"You only bark about duty and priorities to belittle my character. How much effort did you put into finding me? For that matter, how much effort did any of you invest?"

"I can't speak for the Elders, Lord Issa, but your phone was disconnected."

Issa's shoulders relaxed at Ms. Fukuda's comment.

"For a member of the race known the most for its prowess with deception, I'm surprised you can't tell when you are being lied to. You must be young."

"No Sir. I mean, yes, I'm young, but I know there was genuine effort to reach out to you."

Issa shook his head with a slight smile. He turned his attention upon Lord Yoshiro.

"I would like to know whom decided it was a good idea to turn Alucard over to Fairy Tale."

"I saw no reason to deny your wife that responsibility."

"It was a unanimous decision, Lord Issa. There was no reason for our family to have been burdened with that troublesome corpse."

"And no compensation for our services."

"That was a sacred duty offered us by Lady Akasha."

Lord Gun huffed.

"Who cares? If you're so concerned about that useless husk, why don't you request a transfer so you can continue your glorified babysitter duties?"

Issa scowled.

"Because Fairy Tale has no idea where Alucard is."

There was silence at first. The elders murmured amongst each other.

"Your wife is the president of Fairy Tale. Of course Fairy Tale knows where it is."

"You're a fool, Lord Yoshiro. Has it never crossed your mind that my wife might have plans for Alucard? I understand from Lord Fujisaki that she has a means of reviving that beast and unleashing it upon Japan."

Kurumu shot to her feet.

"That's not true! Fujisaki is the one planning to use Alucard!"

Issa cocked his head with a confused expression.

"And whom is this young lady?"

Moka promptly stood up, grabbing Kurumu's arm.

"She is my friend, Father. She has been sworn to Kokoa's service."

"Is this true?"

Kokoa nodded. Issa took in a deep breath, standing up.

"I can assure you, young lady, that Lord Fujisaki is an honorable man. I would not have suggested the challenge for Kahlua's hand to him if I doubted his sincerity."

Kurumu touched her bosom.

"And you can trust my sincerity. I have seen what this man plans to do to Moka."

"To Moka? I'm afraid I don't understand."

"Fujisaki employed a man by the name of Yoshii Kiria to kidnap Moka from Yokai Academy."

"And why would he want to do that?"

Moka squeezed Kurumu's arm before she thought to respond. Moka shook her head.

"Father. I won't say we understand why this man wants me, but isn't it enough to know that he tried to kidnap me?"

"Actually no. It's not. I need a reason to trust the word of a girl I've known only a few minutes over my years of experience with Lord Fujisaki."

Kurumu paused, wondering what she could possibly say. He was dismissing everything Ms. Fukuda brought up on the basis of her being a succubus. Clearly she could not argue her succubus powers revealed the truth to her. Realizing she had nothing to offer, she sat back down in frustration.

"Father. I can't prove that this man means ill will towards me, but Mother suspects he might be plotting to do what you claim she might do."

"You should not trust your mother. She surrounds herself with women skilled in deceit."

"That might be true, but I believe she only wants what is best."

"As does Lord Fujisaki. I do have one other thing that I would like to discuss directly with you. It pertains to your custody, Moka. I would like you to return to Tokyo with me."

Lord Gun snickered as the rest of the elders murmured with confusion.

"An interesting topic to bring up during your daughter's wedding."

"Forgive me for not having more opportunities, Gun."

"Your daughter with Akasha has no value in her current state. Your wife made sure of that."

Issa regarded Lord Koujou.

"You speak of the Rosary. Fujisaki is a man with many connections. I'm sure we can discover a way to remove the seal so that my daughter can fully inherit her Shinso blood and be worthy of your approval."

"It would be easier to take that treasure from the girl."

Issa stared down at Lord Gun.

"You had best be prepared to fight for your next words, Gun. I will not tolerate threats on her life."

Lord Gun scowled as Lord Koujou straightened up.

"Why should we turn the child over to you?"

"Moka is of my blood."

Lord Zuru wheezed with a slight shake of his head.

"Yes, blood is important. But short of you resuming your duties in an official capacity, your wife would never honor a council decision to hand the girl over to you."

"I don't need an official blessing from this decrepit council. This is your decision, Moka. Fairy Tale would acknowledge your age as sufficient to make decisions regarding your custody."

Moka paused, turning her attention to Kurumu and Yukari. She turned a smile on her father.

"I will be returning to Yokai Academy with Kokoa and my friends."

"You can't be serious. Yokai Academy is ran by that traitor, Mikogami. The only reason Gyokuro would have agreed to put you in that traitor's school is if she was promised something."

"That may be so, Father. But I wish to stay with my friends."

"Your safety takes priority over sentimentality. Come with me to Tokyo."

"If I recall correctly, Mikogami has long stood in opposition to Fairy Tale and remained a good friend of Lady Akasha. I question your word choice, Lord Issa."

"He is a scheming old man, Lord Yoshiro. Much like yourselves. Akasha may have been fond of him but that does not change what he is."

"Changing her schools would be most inconvenient for us. We have someone in place to look after her."

Issa frowned at Lord Uniki.

"You must be joking. Based on Fairy Tale information, Yokai Academy has the highest death toll of any prefectural school in the nation this year."

"Are you going to argue the environment is too dangerous for your pathetic daughter? How weak-"

Gun's head came off in an instant, bouncing on the floor twice and rolling over to the edge of the table in front of Moka. Yukari gasped, grabbing a fistful of Kurumu's dress as Akegawa let out a panicked scream. Antai snatched up the smaller girl, pulling her close as Taniguchi pressed against her other side.

Lord Yoshiro made a frustrated sob, grabbing the twitching torso of his son. Issa glared down at the rest of the Elders to silence their murmurs.

"He was warned."

Issa turned his attention on Kokoa whom was trembling with her head bowed.

"It seems I got some blood on your pretty dress. My apologies."

"You can't just-"

Issa stared at Lord Tomi to cut off his sentence. The man pulled a crimson cloth from an inner pocket of his kimono, wiping his brow as he shook his head.

"There will be no more statements about my inability to manage this miserable excuse of a family. If you were worthy of my leadership, you would have handled the situation."

"My sister has been hired as a teacher at Yokai Academy."

"Kuzu has no teaching experience."

"She is qualified. If our relations with other households had not become so poor, I'm certain she could have become a tutor as she aspired. The Shinso blood is important to our family."

Issa shook his head, turning his attention back to Moka.

"Please reconsider, Moka. The schools in Tokyo are much safer to attend in your sealed state. Keikai High, Kawashiki Institute and Chisei Academy all have modern facilities, offering better education from more qualified teachers. All three could be prefectural schools. I have a lovely residence in Tenfuku, a splendid city full of monsters of all breeds and home to Keikai High."

"Father."

"You could attend Hagaku Technical or Haruhana High if you would prefer to return to your Chiba roots. Jitama Academy in Kanagawa. Shinsui Technical in Saitama. This world of Fairy Tale is much bigger than Yokai Academy and Mikogami's antiquated idealisms."

Moka smiled softly, glancing away.

"And what about his idealisms are antiquated? He shares Momma's dream of coexistence."

"By skulking in the shadows hoping to live unnoticed? Akasha never wanted us to hide from the world."

There was a long silence which followed. Kurumu could hear the soft sobs of Akegawa whom was held close to Antai's bosom. Taniguchi was trembling, clutching Antai's arm and pointedly looking away. The sylph appeared like she was at the brink of tears herself, holding back for the sake of the others.

The way Fukai was regarding the severed head had Kurumu wonder if the gnome would pick it up if somebody gave her permission to. Yukari pressed her head against Kurumu's side, shivering as she clutched another fistful of fabric. Kurumu draped an arm around Yukari's shoulders, pulling her closer.

"What about me?"

Issa glanced at Kokoa.

"You are a different matter."

"You don't want me?"

"Pledge yourself to Kahlua."

Moka gasped as Kokoa looked up. The young vampire shook her head.

"This council and your mother would have no say if you give yourself to your sister. Lord Fujisaki lives in Tokyo and I deal with him frequently. If I explain why you are making this pledge, he would agree to leave you in my care."

"You place too much trust in this Fujisaki, Lord Issa."

The main door was opened. Fujisaki stepped in first, wearing a black robe with white trim. Kahlua came up to his side, wearing a kimono full of bright, vibrant colors. Fujisaki took the silver haired beauty by her hand, leading her down the empty side of the table. Issa nodded at the couple, taking his seat which also prompted Moka to do the same.

Gyokuro followed in after the couple, though on the family side of the table. She was wearing a black kimono with a green thorn and crimson rose design. The woman glanced at Lord Yoshiro before taking her place next to Kokoa.

Nagi and Ms. Juunan were walking behind Kurumu's table. Nagi wore the same attire as the family elders while Ms. Juunan's torso was wrapped up in a shiny black dress which hugged her curves. The dress had wide straps upon her narrow shoulders sort of like a tank top. The fabric stretched with her movements, clinging tightly about her thighs.

Having settled in his place at the small table, Fujisaki tapped the microphone. He shifted his hands, doing something which caused an audible click to sound out.

"Good. Before we exchange pleasantries, I think everyone would be more comfortable if the corpse was removed from this room."

"I am more intrigued to know why there is a corpse in the room."

Issa calmly regarded his wife.

"A family disagreement."

"Which you handled poorly."

"Come now, Dear. I know he has troubled you."

"Could you remove your son, Lord Yoshiro?"

Lord Yoshiro nodded, clutching the body closer.

"I will assist you with the arrangements for his funeral. I will leave it to your discretion how you wish to state the nature of his demise."

Lord Yoshiro said nothing as he hauled Lord Gun's body up. Though the corpse looked larger and heavier, Lord Yoshiro easily managed to carry the body in his arms towards the door.

"Mr. Nagi. If you would be so kind as to assist Lord Yoshiro with the head."

Nagi nodded, getting back up on his feet. He calmly walked about the table, fetching the head. With steady strides, he exited the room only a few seconds after Lord Yoshiro.

"I understand he challenged you for my position."

"Yes. And I let him live with his shame."

"It would have been appropriate to let him die with his honor."

"There is no honor in death, Issa."

"You've gone soft."

"I have always been flexible."

"Some matters require a firm approach."

Fujisaki chuckled over the speakers.

"While I'm happy that I have brought the two of you back together, this is my wedding."

"Congratulations on your wedding."

"Congratulations. I trust you shall take good care of my daughter."

"No need to fret over that. Our son has put in the paperwork to have her transferred to my division. She won't have to be alone anymore."

"I call that building a sense of independence."

"Akasha would call that neglect."

"I'm not the one whom abandoned this family."

"Tell a lie often enough until it becomes truth."

Fujisaki chuckled again.

"As much as everyone might enjoy watching this unfold, I am famished."

With a simple gesture from Fujisaki, the caterers started the luncheon.

"Hold up, Mr. Nagi. I want my daughters riding with me."

Nagi frowned as Mrs. Shuzen approached the obsidian sedan. Fukai had already slipped in the back of the vehicle while Taniguchi was lingering at the passenger side door.

"Aren't you riding with the bride and groom?"

"I have no desire to spend more time with that man than I have to."

Ms. Juunan giggled as she sashayed over to the black cherry sedan. She pressed a button which unlocked the doors and gestured.

"Come with me, little kittens."

"But there's too many girls to manage."

Mrs. Shuzen looked over the group. Kokoa was clinging to Akegawa whom had been about to enter the back seat next. The rest of them were standing about on the paved walk in front of the banquet hall across the street from Iromori's main hotel. Both buildings were located at the outskirts of town, closest to the school. In theory they could walk to where the wedding party was being held but it would take more than twenty minutes in these dresses and this summer heat.

The meal had taken over an hour. Those at the center table had been dismissed first. Kurumu had just taken a picture of Kokoa and her girls a minute ago with Fukai's phone, so she knew it was one thirty.

"We will have to double up. I will be in front with Ms. Juunan while you should take this young lady in your front seat."

Nagi glanced at Rubi.

"Why her?"

"She's the tallest after Moka. I was told Ms. Sendou has experience riding in another's lap. We need another pair of girls willing to do likewise for your vehicle. It is a short distance."

Antai chuckled as she wandered over to the obsidian sedan.

"I bet Fukai would be cool with riding in my lap."

Kokoa pouted, giving Akegawa a hug before wandering over to the black cherry sedan. Kurumu managed a smile as she guessed this meant she was riding with Mrs. Shuzen. Everyone slowly meandered to their destinations, Rubi glancing back at them with a slight frown before taking her seat in the other car. As Mrs. Shuzen took her seat, Kurumu clambered into the vehicle after Kokoa.

"Mother?"

Moka slipped into the vehicle, holding her hands out to Yukari. The witch gingerly stepped into the car, easing down in Moka's lap as Moka closed the car door.

"Father says you revoked his work identity."

"That is correct, Kokoa."

"You did?"

"Yes. It would make it easier to find him if he used his credit cards or work identity if we canceled them."

"You stranded him in China."

Mrs. Shuzen laughed as the car pulled away from the curb.

"I assume he had a long discussion about how difficult I made his life while I was busy assisting Kahlua change outfits. Did he ask for custody of the doll?"

"Yes, Mother."

"I do hope you have no intentions of indulging that request. He has made his allegiances clear."

"You lied to us."

"Your father never attempted to use his credit cards, his alias or his phone. The only lie I told everyone was that he was alive when all the evidence suggested otherwise."

"Is it possible that he is unaware of Fujisaki's objective?"

"I would be quite disappointed in Issa if that is the case. As far as I'm concerned, that man is not Issa Shuzen. He is Lord Zensa Shu, a Fairy Tale field operative with decades of experience. Two years ago he retired from the field to take a position as an assistant prefectural commander in Kanagawa."

"Then poor Lord Goshaku had an unfortunate accident at a brothel. Such a mess."

"I will have to speak with Ms. Miburui about this. It was her recommendation to promote Zensa Shu to region commander since most of the prefectural officers favored Lord Fujisaki. Lord Iroshu of Ibaraki is the only neutral party left."

"Do you think this Issa is an imposter?"

Mrs. Shuzen smiled at Yukari's inquiry.

"His performance is quite convincing. He knows so much about the family, some of which I feel would be difficult for Lord Fujisaki to know."

Kurumu scooted up to the edge of her seat.

"Ms. Kiyoshi showed me something. Is it possible that the man we spoke with is a succubus?"

"My oh my. I certainly hope not. Though an incubus could pull off similar impersonations."

"An incubus could not kill Lord Gun like that. This imposter wants me to understand that his power level is enough to bring down the Eldest Son of our family in an instant."

"Father could do it."

"We haven't seen Issa in six years and the first thing he does is demand for Moka's custody. The next is beheading our Eldest Son. While Issa could do these things, I don't believe he would. If anything this blatant display of power betrays a desperation for his claim to be believed."

Kurumu nodded as she thought over the exchange.

"It sounded like the elders knew about Moka's Shinso blood."

"Yes. The real Moka is quite the family treasure. Those elders have given me much grief over her custody since the accident. Lord Koujou wishes to sell her outright while Lord Zuru thinks we should charge other vampire families for a pinch of her blood."

"Are they aware that her blood might have caused Alucard to stir?"

"They are of mixed opinions on that matter. You mustn't forget that Akasha lived for several years near Alucard without any incident."

"But Momma had the rosary on her."

"Yes. Akua and I have had this discussion. As for Moka being a prize, that is my fault. Lord Koujou kept pressuring Issa to have a son. Annoyed with his many advances, I told the elders about the Shinso blood. I could not afford to be pregnant with another child and be out of work for several months."

"My oh my. You make it sound like a bad thing. Poor Akasha would cry over your misfortune."

"Akasha would cry over many things. It amazed me that she was so old yet could still find tears."

"Being old doesn't make one immune to sorrow."

"Funny. I can only recall seeing you cry three or four times and that was long ago."

"But it is dangerous for a succubus to give in to grief."

"Which is why your heart strings were removed."

There was a long silence as the car turned into a parking lot. There were many buildings ahead of them, most being single story. The girls from the other car were standing underneath the canopy of a large red brick building with vaulted windows on the sides. Realizing Nagi must have acquired the last remaining spot near the venue, Ms. Juunan steered the sedan over to the back of the lot.

"Imposter or not, I don't understand why this man doesn't resume his position as Head of the Family."

"Because I would challenge it."

"Is a woman allowed to challenge that?"

"It's a losing proposition for me. If he demands his role back, I can challenge him as being unfit. But the family elders would no longer have to treat me as an interim. So I would lose, even if I win."

"What does that mean?"

"It means killing my husband or shaming him out of service ruins my position within the family. My only move after that would be to subsequently slaughter every family member whom opposes me. It would be no different than how things were in Buyouken. I have no interest in repeating those days, especially when I have much more to lose."

Ms. Juunan parked the car and turned off the engine. She wagged the keys with a grin before opening her car door. Kokoa and Mrs. Shuzen did the same while Moka fumbled about to find the handle.

"Are you certain that is not Father?"

Mrs. Shuzen lingered with the door open. She nodded at Kokoa before getting out of the car.

"It's in his eyes. Issa was so easy to read."

She shut the door as Kokoa got out. Since Yukari was struggling to get out Moka's door, Kurumu elected to slip out Kokoa's side. Grabbing her purse, Kurumu stepped out onto the paved lot.

"Did you see something bad?"

Mrs. Shuzen smirked at Kokoa.

"I saw nothing. Nothing at all. Now if you all will excuse me, I must attend to Kahlua. I'm certain she is making things as difficult as possible for Ms. Fukuda while changing into her next gown."

Kurumu smiled, closing the car door as Yukari hopped out of the car on the other side. She wandered up onto the sidewalk, watching Mrs. Shuzen march off with purpose. There was a time she might have sided with Issa, but she had seen Fujisaki's plans while inside Yoshii's mind. She was confident that Fujisaki was projecting his own plans on Mrs. Shuzen.

Kurumu flinched as a hand patted her shoulder. Ms. Juunan giggled at her, pressing a button which locked the car doors with a chirp. She gestured for them to follow as she sashayed ahead of them.

Kokoa sighed, slowly walking along the path which prompted Kurumu to do the same. Moka was behind them, holding Yukari's hand. A row of trimmed bushes lined the walk.

"What do you think?"

"I think I want to hang out with my girls and pretend I didn't see Father today."

"I was asking if you thought he was a fake."

"I would like to think Father would never ask me to pledge myself to my sister. Am I that worthless?"

"Don't say that. Ms. Tara pledged herself to her sister."

"And look at her. A servant whom is unmarried and childless with no prospects for the future."

"But vampires live a long time."

"Sort of. I know Lord Uniki turned eighty seven this year. He's the youngest elder while Grandfather, Lord Koujou, is the oldest. He's over one hundred sixty but I don't know by how much. Mother hates him."

Kurumu nodded, doing some quick math to place Lord Koujou as a young man during the fight against Alucard. She wondered if that meant most vampires were not over a hundred years of age.

"I wonder if Akasha had all those miscarriages because she was old."

"Miscarriages? When did Momma have a miscarriage?"

"Mother shared some information with us about Momma having several miscarriages with Father before Mother met him. It seems reasonable to suspect age was the culprit."

"At what age do vampire women stop being considered suitable for marriage?"

"This is my first wedding, Kurumu. I have no idea what is normal."

"My Grandfather spoke with several vampire households when making his dissertation on them. The Eldest Daughter position is not allowed to be held by a woman over the age of ninety. Since the Eldest Daughter position is valued for the prospect of having strong children, it seems logical that a vampire woman's fertility would become an issue after the age of one hundred."

"I don't care. I have no desire to end up like Ms. Tara. I won't acknowledge that man as Father."

"Did his eyes look any different to you?"

"He made Hikari cry. I didn't care about the flecks of blood on my dress or in my hair."

Kurumu smiled at the seething girl as they neared the shadow cast by the canopy.

"Will you speak to him at the party later tonight?"

"He didn't want me, Kurumu. Hey, Nagisa!"

Kokoa waved, jogging over to the small group of girls. Taniguchi had notably calmed since the start of the meal, chatting with halfhearted smiles. Antai was cheery and prone to making gestures as she talked. Akegawa was clinging to Antai's arm while Fukai behaved no differently.

"Did you get a scolding from your Mother?"

"No. Mother wanted to reassure us that Father's story is garbage."

"Shall we head in?"

Kokoa shook her head, grabbing Fukai by the arm.

"Screw this. Let's do a little shopping."

"Seriously?"

"Though I don't have any money. Did any of you bring some cash?"

All the girls shrugged but Fukai pulled a dark purple clutch out of her pocket and wagged it. Kokoa threw her arms about Fukai's neck, squealing with delight as she hopped on her toes.

"You are an angel, Ishiko. The best girl ever."

Antai chuckled as Akegawa pouted.

"Are we ditching your sister's wedding?"

"This thing is going to take forever. We have more than three hours before they start with the stupid speeches and serve dinner. I can't deal with these people for that long."

"Is this a good idea?"

"Better than introducing you to a bunch of older guys whom might think you're a cute snack. The last thing I want is to end up in a fight over my blood claims."

"I don't think that will happen."

Kokoa turned, shaking her head at Moka.

"If Mother was running things, yea. But with Father back, who knows what might happen? If Mother asks, I promise to be back by five."

Kurumu grimaced, sharing a glance with Moka and Yukari.

"Maybe we should stick with you."

"No way. Somebody has to stay behind and explain things to Mother."

"What exactly can we do? I doubt Ms. Fukai has enough money to do anything like shopping."

"With three hours, we might be able to catch a movie."

"Or karaoke."

"That's even better! I want to hear Hikari sing!"

"I don't really…"

Kokoa laughed, grabbing Fukai by the hands and skipping backwards.

"Come on! We need to get out of here before somebody notices."

"Right behind you."

Antai snatched up Akegawa's hand. She took eager strides, causing the smaller girl to hastily match her pace. Taniguchi giggled, shaking her head as she started after them. She paused to turn about, curtsying with a nod of her head.

"Good luck."

Taniguchi twirled about, grabbing the sides of her dress before kicking up in a jog. She effortlessly caught up to Kokoa and Fukai whom had already been passed by the other two, seizing Kokoa's free hand before settling in a comfortable gait. In seconds the girls turned the corner and slipped out of sight.

"Mother will be upset."

"We should go inside and find Rubi before she begs to become someone's plaything."

Kurumu snorted out a laugh. Shaking her head, she turned about and started for the glass doors in the center of the building. There was a pair of stone sculpted wastebaskets flanking the entrance with black ashtrays stretched over the tops. Sconces were mounted to the brick above these trash cans like torches.

She tugged open the door, letting Moka and Yukari pass through before she entered the first chamber. It had a smooth white ceiling which sloped up to the far wall. Off to the right were signs for the bathrooms. The far wall had three sets of double doors. They crossed the polished marble floor.

Beyond the double doors was a small genkan area. Kurumu noted that this huge assembly hall was the rest of the building. White lights were suspended with black wires from the overhead abyss. Absently, Kurumu bent down to slip off her shiny black wedges she had bought for this occasion.

Lining the near wall was a bunch of shelves for shoes which also included complimentary socks. Kurumu stepped up onto the tatami, placing her shoes in a cubby and helping herself to a neatly tied pair of black socks. She probably should get more stockings or dress socks for the future.

Kurumu brought her lavender purse up to her belly as she glanced out over the vast expanse of tatami tiles. Off to the right was a large area dedicated to the upcoming dinner event. Centerpieces laden with red and white roses adorned each round table covered in white cloths. Cutlery wrapped in black napkins were placed in front of the black folding chairs.

There were three long tables draped in white cloth facing the rest of the assembly. The middle table had chairs and three microphones mounted in the center between the floral arrangements. A microphone stand was positioned out in front for guest speakers to address the bride and groom. The right table was vacant while the left table featured a tiered wedding cake along with other platters of pastries, fruits and sweets. None of the present guests seemed interested in filling a fancy plate with desserts.

Off to the left was an elevated stage with unattended sound equipment. There were more microphones on black stands spaced about the smooth ebony floor along with many black chairs which hid in the shadows. She would not be surprised if they had called in an orchestra.

"There's not as much family here as I expected."

Kurumu smiled at Moka whom was looking over the assorted guests. With a glance Kurumu confirmed at least three of the elders were present, still dressed in their black kimonos. Lord Musashi was at a table with Tara, Nagi and three others. Kurumu guessed the young man whom had a strong resemblance to Nagi had to be Hazeru, Nagi's son. One of the women had her silver hair styled up in a pinned bun while the other had twin, ebony tails which stretched below the seat of her chair. The silver haired woman wore a white kimono while the other had a peasant's dress with the puffy white sleeves and brown skirt. For some reason Tara was wearing a black dress which was not much different than her maid uniform.

Lord Mikoto was the elder with the faux hawk and exotic eyes. He placed a kiss on top of the head of a woman sitting close beside him. This golden haired beauty was dressed in a black kimono identical to his. The woman murmured something, leaning against his shoulder as he continued to converse with the other three men at the table. The last occupant of their table was an ebony haired beauty with long tresses wearing a pink kimono.

Lord Tsuyosei was the bald elder with the braided goatee whom was speaking with another man whom lacked facial hair and had a dark crew cut. They were at the same table with two dark haired women, one notably older than the other. Both wore simple white dresses while the younger man wore a black suit and crimson tie against a white dress shirt.

"Is that Lord Tsuyosei's son?"

"Yes. Lord Tsugi and his wife, Lady Mira. That's Akito, their youngest child. She's a couple years older than Nagi's son. I'm sure Lord Tsugi's two sons are here too."

Kurumu nodded, looking over the assembly. There had to be at least sixty people here which had her wonder how much family Moka had. Lord Tomi was guffawing over something in a large group of stout men, all having the similar swarthy complexion as the elder.

"How many sons does Lord Tomi have?"

"We should look for Rubi."

Kurumu allowed Moka to steer her around as she counted the heads in Tomi's group. Thirteen.

"Those can't all be his, right?"

"Lord Tomi has four married sons whom all have children. Since his family lives the closest, most of them are here. Lord Tsuyosei actually has two other sons whom also have kids. Lord Tsugi is his eldest. It's the same with Lord Mikoto and Lord Zuru."

Kurumu had not found the wizened elder but her eyes quickly returned to Lord Mikoto.

"So two of those men with Lord Mikoto are his grandsons."

"His eldest is Lord Jiman and his wife is Lady Yuuga."

"Is the woman in pink his daughter?"

"No, no, no. That's Lady Yuuga, Lord Jiman's wife. Lady Sara is Lord Mikoto's wife."

Kurumu nodded as Moka made a slight sound. With a grin, Moka pointed to a table behind Lord Tomi's jovial group. Rubi was seated between two women, one of them being Ms. Juunan. The other was a raven haired beauty with shoulder length curls. She was dressed in a black jacket with golden buttons and a golden hem. Golden tassels loosely connected a button on her right shoulder to the topmost button of the right flap of the jacket. The outfit seemed like a uniform of sorts.

"I see someone unexpected."

Yukari stalked off in a different direction with a determined stride.

"But Rubi's over there."

Moka gasped before Kurumu realized whom Yukari was approaching. Standing about a table off to the left were four men dressed in similar uniforms to the woman. She barely took note of the others as her attention fixated on the long, blond haired man. She hurried over to Yukari, prompting Moka to follow.

"Kuyo, former head of Yokai Academy security."

Kuyo glanced up as Kurumu placed a hand on Yukari's shoulder. The witch ignored her presence, crossing her arms about her bosom and cocking her head.

"I see you have moved up in the world."

The silver haired man beside Kuyo laughed, gesturing at them while placing a hand on Kuyo's shoulder.

"And whom might these children be? Associates of yours?"

"Students at Yokai Academy. They are of no consequence."

A man with wild, jagged obsidian locks laughed loudly, clapping Kuyo's back with enough force to stagger him. This man was taller and stouter than Kuyo. There was an electric sparkle in his eyes.

"I recall you getting thumped soundly by Lady Shuzen's daughter. Why if Lord Kenmei had not spoken up on your behalf, they would have banished you for reckless endangerment of our beloved princess."

"I was not made aware of her identity. Mikogami deliberately withheld information which would have altered my approach to addressing my issues with the Newspaper Club. They were recklessly spreading lies about the Disciplinary Committee to rile up the students."

"You and your seniors were dismissed from Yokai because you were killing monstrels."

Kuyo smirked at Moka.

"And yet you and your friends were pardoned for the same crimes."

Moka flinched, looking away.

"That is not the same issue. Moka and I were kidnapped."

"The executions carried out by the Disciplinary Committee had similar justifications. I concede that we overstepped our authority by not providing proper trials for the filth, but sometimes emotions can cloud the judgment of the righteous."

The tall man guffawed, nodding his head enthusiastically.

"Rest assured, young ladies. If you had done such a service in any other school, you would not have been so rudely handled. Only that fool Mikogami would think to put purebloods on trial for disciplining trash."

"Monstrels are not trash!"

The silver haired man chuckled. He stepped over, placing a slender hand on Kurumu's head. He was so much taller than her despite being the shortest of this group.

"You're an amusing girl. The only reason to lie to monstrels over their worth is if you plan to use them. And since they behave like wild animals more often than not, I find them useless."

Kurumu scowled, looking into his pure blue eyes. Under her suggestion, he removed his hand with a slight chuckle.

"He means you no harm, Ms. Kurono. Don't be flaunting your powers."

Kurumu turned her gaze on Kuyo whom had a smug look on his face with his eyes averted.

"You should instruct your friends to mind their manners."

The tall man laughed, smacking Kuyo in the back again.

"You are mistaken, young woman. Lord Kuyo is our junior here. He is the prefectural commander of the Nagano prefecture. The rest of us are region commanders."

Kurumu finally took note of the silent fourth whom stood next to the tall man. The man was stout and had all his ashen gray hair pulled back in a top knot while the rest of his head was cleanly shaven. His beard and moustache were long and pointed while his eyes were as empty as the abyss. Kurumu bowed her head slightly.

"I am Kurono Kurumu, a student at Yokai Academy. This is Akashiya Moka, daughter of your President and this is Sendou Yukari, a dear friend of ours."

Kuyo took in a deep breath, returning the gesture.

"I never properly introduced myself. I am Kuyo Ryoushi, heir to my people in Aranoiji. I am here on behalf of Lord Kenmei Akira, member of my elder council and Region Commander for Chubu."

The tall man let out another boisterous laugh.

"Lord Kenmei is a fool. He thinks he can continue playing neutral but sides must be taken. Lord Fujisaki has the right idea. We can't keep up this charade in the shadows forever."

"Fujisaki would lead you into war."

"War is better than this mind control nonsense Lady Shuzen is encouraging. We can't give the nation to a bunch of bitches whom can bend minds to their will."

Kuyo smirked.

"You are addressing a succubus, Lord Sakigake."

"Oh? That explains why her presence moves me so. I do hope I have not made you uncomfortable."

Kurumu frowned at the sudden switch of gears.

"Uh… I guess."

"I am Sakigake Raika, Region Commander of Tohoku. I've worked alongside Ms. Kiyoshi for many years. I hope all my training to suppress my primal urges has paid off."

Kurumu smiled despite having heard that derogatory remark about her race.

"I have felt nothing unbecoming from you of that nature. For that matter, I haven't felt anything from any of you."

"I wouldn't be surprised if Kuyo prefers men."

Kuyo scowled down at the witch, clenching his fist.

"You should do better to curb your tongue child. It would be unwise to make enemies in this room."

"There's nothing wrong if you prefer men. I know I'd rather you not marry Hiboshi because of some empty promise you made to your elder council."

"I assure you I have no such preferences, Ms. Kurono. If my council absolutely demands it, I will lay with that girl and give them another heir."

"You do realize she was returned to a prepubescent body."

"I would hope the council would allow the girl to fully mature before requiring us to fulfill our duties. I also understand that my fiancée has become stronger after her binding spell was broken."

Kurumu frowned, regarding the indignant Kuyo.

"You seem well informed about Hiboshi and our troubles at school."

"Ms. Yoshino reports to the elder council. Lord Kenmei shares this news with me. I understand that part of the reason why the kidnapping turned into such a debacle was because there was a slight problem in the process of turning Mr. Aono into a vampire."

"That is correct."

"Mr. Aono should be grateful for your sacrifice. If you had not given your blood to him, we might have shared a more meaningful fight."

"He would have died."

Kuyo waved his hand dismissively.

"Irrelevant. I suppose I should express my gratitude to you for accomplishing my task. It seems the moment I stepped aside, the Antithesis trash became too bold. You have my bitter thanks."

Kuyo bowed stiffly to them. The silver haired man chuckled, draping an arm over Kuyo's shoulder.

"You are so cute when you're angry."

"Back off."

The man laughed, holding his hands up. With a wide grin he turned to them.

"Kamiya Kanade, Region Commander of Kyushu. So you are the ones whom bested Lord Kuyo."

"They did not best me."

"Oh? If they had wished for your death, you would not be here. You should be more appreciative."

Kuyo scowled, looking away.

"May I suggest something? Join Lord Fujisaki."

Kurumu stared at this man in disbelief.

"What?"

"You have much potential if you could take down someone as promising as Lord Kuyo."

"Their victory was a fluke. There's not a single one of them that could best me one on one."

"I'm willing to give that a try."

Kuyo smiled down at Yukari.

"I have much more power than you, little one."

"Maybe so. It would depend on how much energy I'm willing to rip from nature to put you in the dirt."

"The girl has spunk. I love it."

"She's a witch. Not much better than the trash."

Kamiya huffed, wagging a finger.

"Mind your tongue. You might upset Lady Chuujitsu."

Yukari looked up sharply.

"Lady Chuujitsu? As in Chuujitsu Shizuka?"

"The same. She's sitting over there with two other lovely ladies."

Kamiya gestured across the room to Rubi's table. Yukari grabbed Moka by the hand.

"We have to meet her!"

Yukari pulled Moka away, whom smiled politely and offered a parting wave. Sakigake laughed at the hasty departure while Kamiya sighed.

"It seems the birds have flown away. Do come back if you desire being on the right side of progress."

Kurumu smiled, bowing her head slightly.

"It was a pleasure meeting you. I'm sure Asuka will be happy that I met her Uncle."

Sakigake chuckled heartily, folding his arms about his large chest.

"That niece of mine is always happy. I hope I did not disappoint."

Kurumu could think of nothing to say, bowing again with her smile. She turned on her heel and started towards the table. The raven haired woman had stood up and was shaking hands with an excited Yukari. The woman had a dark, pleated skirt with a plaid pattern which alternated with different shades of black. Black stockings swept up over her knees with shiny black clips attached to lace ribbons which vanished beneath the skirt.

"Ms. Kurono! Did you know Fairy Tale has opened the door to witches?"

Kurumu smiled at Rubi whom remained seated with a bright grin. As Moka shook hands with the new woman, Kurumu wandered over to stand behind Ms. Juunan's chair.

"I don't understand all the fuss. It's not like working with Fairy Tale is something enjoyable."

"You make it sound horrible."

The woman regarded Ms. Juunan with a soft smile.

"It's work. I miss the days when I could dedicate all my time to my spellcraft research."

Yukari gestured proudly at the woman.

"This is Lady Chuujitsu Shizuka, a famous witch whom pioneered hundreds of spells to emulate the powers other monsters possess. She is known as the Mistress of Mimicry."

Lady Chuujitsu blushed, rubbing the back of her slender neck.

"It's embarrassing to be praised over such nonsense. I merely compiled a comprehensive list of spells created by other witches and warlocks over centuries."

"You reinvented spells which had not seen usage in decades while creating some which were only rumored to exist."

Lady Chuujitsu smiled sheepishly.

"I suppose I did fill in the gaps for some mysteries."

"When did you join Fairy Tale?"

"Lady Chuujitsu was broke when she came to us. We offered her the position of Region Commander of Shikoku in exchange for her services."

"What did she get out of it?"

"Resources. I was deeply invested in a project which Lady Shuzen fortunately had interest in. She has helped finance my research."

Yukari grabbed Moka's arm.

"Would this have anything to do with removing magical seals?"

Chuujitsu's frown was quite genuine as Ms. Juunan giggled.

"My oh my. Why would we invest more resources in that? Shizuka is making strides to someday replace the barrier system."

Chuujitsu brightened up with a grin.

"Wonderful invention by Mikogami, though with severe design flaws. The apparatus which recirculates spiritual energy to throw the world within the design perimeter into cyclical stasis depends on a monster population and a trigger. The prototype barrier I set up about Shuzen Estate requires neither of these."

"I don't understand."

"A majority of barriers created with Mikogami's technology are about schools with monster towns. This is not coincidence. It is by necessity. If the population within the barrier becomes too small, the barrier lacks the fuel to maintain its stasis."

"It feeds on monster energy."

Chuujitsu nodded at Yukari.

"More accurately, it feeds on their life. A monster living inside a barrier has a much shorter life span than one whom lives in the real world."

Kurumu gasped, clutching her chest.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious."

Kurumu shook her head in disbelief.

"I can't believe it."

"I wouldn't fret over it, Ms. Kurono. Not every barrier was created by Mikogami, though his are the most secure and don't require constant attention. All the barriers in Shikoku used to be maintained by a circle of dedicated residents whom did nothing but keep up a spiritual ward. Now thanks to my innovative spell, nobody must sacrifice their life to conceal our world."

"But you must draw that power from somewhere."

"That is correct, Ms. Sendou. I work closely with Ms. Sakurai and we have good relations with the humans whom run their power stations. We siphon off their excess and help them believe the shortfalls in production is due to facility inefficiency."

Yukari sighed.

"But the humans take that power from the land."

"They would take that power regardless of our actions. There is no such thing as free, Ms. Sendou. You should understand that there is a price for everything."

"I do understand that."

"The benefit of drawing power from the humans is that we can utilize their network. I am tweaking the spell to allow services like cable and cellphones into our closed off communities. The primary concern is getting the spell to properly redirect the location of the device. The last thing we want is for some phone company to get suspicious over where calls are originating from."

"Shizuka hopes to have the spell perfected by the end of the year. With any luck, Lady Shuzen's estate will have all the modern luxuries of the world this time next year."

Kurumu smiled, thinking that did sound nice. She turned to regard the four men in the uniforms whom had resumed their discussion.

"Do you support Lord Fujisaki?"

"Excuse me?"

"I was curious if you would support Lord Fujisaki for the next election."

Lady Chuujitsu chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck.

"Well… my invitation for this wedding came from him."

"What?!"

Ms. Juunan giggled, waving a placating hand.

"Now, now. Lady Shuzen did not want to call in her region commanders while some were still recovering from that vicious attack. Lord Fujisaki took this as an opportunity to pander for more political support."

"My official stance is neutral, though I do favor Lady Shuzen."

"We can't afford to have neutral commanders in this upcoming election, Shizuka. With this latest revelation about our mysterious Lord Zensa, it would be impossible to win without you."

Lady Chuujitsu shrugged with a slight smile.

"That may already be the case. Look at them. I hear that young man is of the same tribe as Lord Kenmei. If he persuades Lord Kenmei to change his neutral position, there is nothing I could do. I do enjoy this project, but those brutes are pushing for a world without barriers."

"Those brutes will replace you within a year, even if you side with them."

"Retirement sounds attractive."

"Feeling your age?"

Lady Chuujitsu pouted.

"I'm not having to dye my hair just yet."

"You do look amazing, Lady Chuujitsu. Compared to my Grandfather, you have aged well."

Lady Chuujitsu smiled, patting Yukari's head.

"There are a few tricks to keeping up the appearance of youth. Did you know that the cells of our bodies instinctively die? You only need to change the directive."

"Doesn't that take a lot of energy?"

Ms. Juunan giggled.

"You should see this old lady put down sweets. It's a miracle she can retain her lovely figure."

"I'll have you know that I'm in the prime of my youth."

"Sure, you are. There's probably less than ten men in this room older than you. The only Fairy Tale member in the room whom has you beat is Gairen Yuki, Region Commander of Kansai."

Lady Chuujitsu pouted.

"You're only picking on me because it makes you feel young."

"How old is she?"

"She was born December 3rd in 1899. My Grandfather interviewed her and included it in his book on witches. Extended life span was one of the spells she mimicked from other monster races, but would not share with other witches."

"And I will say it again that I don't regret keeping that secret. Life is remarkably boring. If it was not for my strong sense of duty to this world, I would have graciously passed on to the next."

"So what will you do with yourself in retirement?"

Lady Chuujitsu smirked.

"I was thinking of spending my time with a young man."

"Oh? Do you need me to take you out into the city to find you one?"

"I don't need your help to capture the attention of a man."

"How dreadfully dull. Is this regret? Don't tell me you feel you need to settle down and have a family."

Lady Chuujitsu blushed, holding her cheeks.

"I think this man is still too young for that. We can enjoy ourselves a few years before taking that step."

"My oh my. This sounds like you have someone specific in mind."

"I do. We've been seeing each other for the past thirteen years."

Ms. Juunan giggled.

"This hardly sounds like you are talking about a young man."

"He is young. When we first started-"

The woman paused, blushing fiercely as she looked down at the floor.

"I had to teach him everything."

"That's sweet. I'm surprised you've kept a lover secret all these years."

"Well… he's a monstrel."

"Oh? My apologies. I should have guessed there was a reason."

"Yea. I only mention it now since it does seem that change in Fairy Tale is inevitable."

The double doors opened and Fujisaki entered the room with Kahlua at his side. Wearing a tuxedo, he stepped up onto the tatami mats and offered his elbow to his bride. Kahlua was garbed in a pristine white wedding dress with a wide skirt which stretched out behind her. She had on white gloves which stretched to her elbows and wore a lacy veil. She leaned her head against Fujisaki's shoulder as he firmly marched her over to the main table.

"Would you be willing to share this lucky man's name?"

Lady Chuujitsu giggled at Ms. Juunan's request.

"I guess I can. His name is Yoshii Kiria."

Fujisaki's eyes met Kurumu's. He grinned.

"Thank you for the dance."

Kurumu bowed politely to Hazeru, shivering slightly upon feeling his desire enhance. Every middle aged vampire in this hall was sexually repressed. If she had worn a corset dress like Moka which did nothing to hide cleavage, she would have wet her panties from all this hunger. She straightened up, offering him a warm smile.

"I think I need a rest."

He was lucky he was Nagi's son. It literally was an orchestra playing for the wedding and they were doing classical tunes which lasted at least five minutes on average. After six dances with Shuzen bachelors, every last one of them wanting to ravage her body, she had turned down the other grandson of Lord Zuru. She had almost made it back to her table when Hazeru asked for her company.

Kurumu wandered away from the dance floor, looking about for Yukari. The witch had spent most of her time in the company of Lady Chuujitsu, whom they had enlightened in regards to Yoshii's employment with Fujisaki. The witch had been intrigued to learn about the connection, admitting it had been Yoshii's suggestion for her to request Fairy Tale's assistance for her research. She promised to have a long chat with him the next time he paid her a visit, but assured that Yoshii had never suggested for her to support Fujisaki's plans for presidency. In truth, he had spoken rather highly of Lady Shuzen.

Kurumu quickly noted that Yukari was not with Lady Chuujitsu whom was resting on Ms. Juunan's shoulder at a table with Mrs. Shuzen, Lord Koujou and his frail, pepper haired wife. Kurumu smirked at the thought of keeping friends close but enemies closer.

The orchestra started up another tune. Kurumu paused to regard the new couple sets. Antai was giggling as she waltzed about with one of Lord Tomi's grandsons. That girl had been dancing the moment the music started with no signs of tiring. She was good at dancing and she laughed all the time.

Fukai was also on the dance floor with another of Lord Tomi's grandsons. She was hopelessly clumsy with her steps and had been picked up on several occasions. It looked more like she was rehearsing for a part which required dancing with how serious her expressions were.

As promised, Kokoa had returned about fifteen minutes before the start of the congratulatory speeches. They had missed out on the cake cutting, sake drinking and bouquet toss. That flowery promise of a future marriage had fallen in the hands of one of Lord Tomi's granddaughters, of which he had seven present. That had resulted in a little brawl as the girls bickered violently over whom would become the next Eldest now that Kahlua was out of the picture.

The vampires in this room fell into three generations. There was the elder generation which amusingly did not include Lord Uniki. These were vampires over the age of one hundred, which comprised of elders and their wives. Most of these elders no longer had brothers and sisters within the family, either due to marriage or voluntary exile.

The next generation was the sons of the elders with their respective wives. These were vampires over the age of fifty. Lord Tomi was the only elder with more than one son present. Lord Uniki and his sister, Lady Kuzu, fell in this category along with Lord Uniki's eldest daughter. The twin, ebony tailed woman Kurumu had seen with Nagi earlier was Rena, and she was presently sitting with her father. Lord Uniki had not been an elder at the time to approve of his daughter's union with Nagi.

Everyone else was considered the young generation. Hazeru was the youngest of these bachelors and he was twenty seven. Moka was presently entertaining a dance with Lord Tsuyosei's older grandson whom was thirty four while Rubi was following the lead of the chatty, younger grandson of Lord Mikoto whom was thirty two. As vampire men were not encouraged to marry before the age of thirty, most of these bachelors had not thought to marry prior to Issa's disappearance. Much of the grumbling amongst the elders was due to Lady Shuzen's presence being a hindrance to continuing their bloodlines.

Lord Yoshiro was the only elder whom had not attended the wedding party. His wife and his son's widow and family had left before the luncheon concluded. While that was understandable, Issa had also not made an appearance at the party due to something coming up in Tokyo which needed his attention. Fujisaki had made this announcement shortly after Mrs. Shuzen had spoken on Lord Yoshiro's behalf during his scheduled speech time. Fujisaki's encouragement for Moka to consider her father's offer had come off far too sinister for Kurumu's liking.

Kurumu spied Kokoa and Taniguchi chatting with Umizake Ikari and his wife, Ameri. Kurumu grimaced with concern as she quickly walked over to the small group. So much for asking Kokoa to not interact with the man. She worried how long Kokoa had been talking, though she imagined the brat would bring up sensitive topics.

Umizake Ikari was the Region Commander for Hokkaido. Kurumu had always known that Umizake was the son of a prominent member of Fairy Tale. The moment this man had introduced himself and given his congratulatory speech, Kurumu knew she had to keep Yukari and Kokoa away from him. Kokoa must have dipped out of dancing at least a song or two ahead of Kurumu.

The man looked so much like his son. He had the same inky locks and steel blue eyes. He was slightly taller but had the same lanky build. His hair was carefully managed with a middle part, though his locks had a natural wave to them as they fell over his ears. His demeanor of speech was warm and he often smiled. It was quite the contrast to his apathetic and indifferent son.

His wife held his arm and stood close to his side. She had long, ebony locks which pooled down to her ankles. A sliver dress hung from her slender shoulders by thin straps, the fabric hanging off her curves modestly without any pretense to fit her form. She had a haunted look about her wide, indigo eyes.

Ameri was one of two wives present for the Region Commanders, the other being Mrs. Katai Hina from Kengamine. The glare Kurumu had gotten from that woman assured her that she was remembered and unwelcome. As far as Kurumu knew, mommy had done nothing with Mr. Katai Kyofuu, whom she had only known to be one of the Kengamine elders. She had never suspected he was part of Fairy Tale, let alone that he had held the Region Commander position for more than twenty years.

"- to hear that he is still the same. He's such a brilliant boy but he seems afraid to open up to anyone."

Kurumu grimaced, grabbing Kokoa by the sleeve.

"What are you doing?"

Kokoa grinned at her, gesturing at Lord Umizake.

"I was talking about Umizake to his father. I am his classmate."

"We both are."

"I hope you haven't said anything needless."

"Like what?"

Kurumu rolled her eyes, unsure how she could clarify something so obvious. She sighed, favoring a smile upon the frowning man.

"I am Kurono Kurumu. Technically Lady Kokoa's servant and somewhat of a friend to your son."

"That's an interesting introduction. Our son has spoken of you. He says you are a very dear friend of his troublesome fiancée."

Kurumu paused in bewilderment.

"He has?"

"Yes. Aoi sends us weekly reports."

Lord Umizake paused to chuckle and shake his head.

"And I do mean reports. The young man doesn't have a clue how to tell a story with emotion. I feel like I'm reading from an instruction manual."

His wife smiled, stepping in closer to his side.

"You know that's not entirely true, dear. You can sense his frustration when he writes about his fiancée."

"True. He seems more invested in her matters. He will make passing comments about his PSC activities, schoolwork or the boys in his dorm. But he dedicates a lot of space to the friends of his fiancée and the silly things she does like chasing after a teacher and making passes at Ms. Kurono's boyfriend."

"He mentioned that?"

"Yes. He also says Mr. Aono is a good man whom lives on his floor."

"Your son is also a good man. We don't depend on him nearly as much as we could."

Taniguchi giggled at her remark.

"Because he's so intimidating. After the assessments, everyone knew he was smart. Some of the girls in the class tried to ask for his help. He stared at them till they left him alone."

Mrs. Umizake sighed softly.

"That's Aoi for you."

"Indeed. Put him in an uncomfortable situation and he stands there like an idiot. It was so shocking to hear that he had killed two boys to save your lives."

"But it was to protect his beloved."

Lord Umizake chuckled.

"True. I must thank you for looking after Ms. Shirayuki for him. Our silly boy is more likely to watch and complain than intervene."

Kurumu bowed slightly.

"No. I'm sorry. I haven't tried to appreciate your son's feelings in this matter. Mizore is very vocal about her distaste for the arranged marriage."

Taniguchi pawed at Kurumu's sleeve with a grin.

"Did you know that the two will be getting married before next summer?"

"What? Why?"

"Lord Fujisaki is wishing for Hokkaido to be a unified region by the time of the election. This arranged marriage was decided upon years ago for this purpose."

"So you could vote for Lord Fujisaki."

Lord Umizake chuckled with a slight shake of his head.

"I suppose that might be true. At the time, Lord Fujisaki's bid for presidency was preposterous. He could barely win Hokkaido, let alone the whole nation. His presence was enough to threaten Lady Shuzen's reelection, which was the only reason why the two combined their platforms."

"Why would you support this man?"

Lord Umizake glanced at his wife before offering a shrug.

"He has been vital in our efforts to unify the monster communities in Hokkaido which has long been neglected by Fairy Tale. When I took up the mantle of Region Commander, we only had three recognized schools because Hokkaido prefectures are not considered the same as normal prefectures. Once the marriage between my son and the next Snow Priestess is complete, we shall finally incorporate Hiyachi High of Yukimura into our network."

"It's not like you needed the two to marry for that."

"This was an agreement between the current Snow Priestess and myself. The negotiations with the villages in Rumoi, Soya and Tokachi was much easier once news spread about Yukimura's imminent inclusion into our network. We will have nine prefectural quality schools three years from now."

"You should know that it was the Snow Priestess whom was looking for suitors for her successor. Lord Fujisaki presented the idea to my dear husband that we offer our son to make them more agreeable to our propositions of granting their local school prefectural status. As my son often says, that girl would have been given to someone else regardless of what we did. We are aware that you don't fully support this marriage, but I assure you that my son does wish for her happiness."

Kurumu grimaced, feeling awkward over being called out.

"It just feels rushed."

"This has been arranged for seven years now."

"I agree that my son is too young to marry, but that is the words of a mother unwilling to accept her child may soon be engaging in activities I would rather not think of him doing. I know the yuki'onna push their young women to have children at a young age, but I won't be rushing that."

"Agreed. The marriage itself is not the issue. We would prefer our son graduates high school before bringing another life into this world."

"You say that but you did not mention his fiancée would be spending the summer with our son in our home alone until last night."

Lord Umizake chuckled, leaning over to place a quick kiss on his wife's temple.

"You would have never agreed to our summer of romance if I had told you right away."

"What are you guys talking about? Ms. Shirayuki is at the Shuzen Estate."

Kurumu cringed at Taniguchi's casual remark. Lord Umizake frowned while his blushing wife pouted.

"Is this true?"

"I called my son the other day."

Mrs. Umizake sighed at her husband's bewildered remark.

"He assured you that he had not laid a hand on his fiancée. Which is obviously true if she isn't there."

"I'm sorry. I get the feeling I said something that was supposed to be secret."

Lord Umizake chuckled, waving a hand dismissively.

"You are fine, young lady. It does not trouble me that Ms. Shirayuki decided to spend the summer with Ms. Kurono instead of our son."

Kurumu smiled, glancing at the girls. She hoped neither had the bright idea to mention Tsukune.

"So the two of you planned a month long vacation. I hope the recent troubles within Fairy Tale did not disrupt your plans."

"We did have some issues but it was nothing Ms. Mawari and my junior officers could not handle. We had a lovely ten day stay in the Philippines which was only interrupted by a few calls that first weekend. We shall be spending the rest of the summer in England."

"That is so cool. I would love to go on another overseas vacation."

"I would be too terrified to travel abroad. I might be able to pass an English test, but I can't speak it."

Kurumu smiled at the thought of her interaction with Akua.

"I think I could manage to communicate in any foreign country."

"Hopefully you are not suggesting body language."

Kurumu's eyes widened and she shook her head vehemently as they all laughed. She blushed furiously, unable to think up a response or way to explain what she had meant with that passing comment.

"Ms. Kurono."

Kurumu glanced up as Mr. Katai joined them. His smoky gray locks were short and feathered and there was a warmth in his golden eyes. He was about Ginei's height which oddly made him shorter than most of the men in the room.

"The groom was requesting a dance with you."

Kurumu shivered, folding her hands on her belly.

"Why would he want that?"

"I understand that you have become a friend of the family. He wishes to make your acquaintance."

Kurumu glanced at the main table but only saw Kahlua and Ms. Fukuda.

"Where is Lord Fujisaki?"

"He is over there with Lord Sakigake and Lord Gairen."

Due to his height and size, Lord Sakigake was an easy man to find when she wanted to. Fujisaki sat at a table with his back to her, gesturing in the midst of a conversation he shared with his lackeys.

"Thank you, Mr. Katai."

She paused, favoring him a soft smile.

"And I'm sorry."

"Sorry? Whatever for?"

"I'm sure my mother caused you trouble."

Mr. Katai laughed heartily with a slight shake of his head.

"So much like your mother. Always apologizing for the smallest of things. It's not her fault that the ladies of our community interpreted every kind act a man did for her was because of her charm. I'm sure she weaseled a thing or two with her tricks but so has every woman that strikes the fancy of a man."

Lord Umizake chuckled.

"So very true. I can't count the number of times Ameri has played me for favors."

"As your wife I'm allowed that privilege."

"It is nice to hear you say such things about my mother. I assume you know that we moved."

Mr. Katai snorted a laugh.

"I would hope so. I helped arrange her moving services."

"You did?"

"Of course. It was the least I could do for the woman."

"Thank you again."

"Think nothing of it."

Kurumu smiled and nodded once more. Taking a deep breath, she crossed the room. Her mind tumbled through the possibilities of what he might want from her. As far as she could tell, she was useless to his plans. It was not like he needed her to get to Moka and she doubted he would do anything harmful to her in the midst of so many witnesses.

The men about Fujisaki were laughing with him. She felt distressed by their jovial disposition. She knew Fujisaki's plot to revive Alucard with Moka's blood. She knew he wanted the humans to be wiped off the face of the planet. Did these men not realize the insanity of this plot?

For a moment, Kurumu wondered if it was possible to kill Fujisaki. She would certainly be charged with murder and put to death. She knew Mrs. Shuzen would not be able to stop that. But she would be saving so many lives with that sacrifice.

She closed her eyes and let out a steadying breath. The men were no longer laughing. With the last step, she veered off to his left side, glancing away from him.

"I understand you wanted a dance with me."

Fujisaki scooted back his chair and stood up.

"That is correct. If you will excuse me, gentlemen, but I have a young woman to impress."

Sakigake chuckled loudly.

"It's much too soon for infidelity. You should save that for the years after the fire burns out."

Fujisaki laughed, grabbing Kurumu's hand and forcefully pulling her to his side.

"There is one thing you should know, Raika. A vampire can have as many wives as he desires. Why stop with that delicious prize when I have already found another for my collection?"

The men laughed as Kurumu was firmly guided away from the table. It was all she could do to keep her footing before they neared the others dancing to a swaying melody.

"Shall we begin?"

He turned her about sharply, his hand grabbing her right while his other hand slipped around to the small of her back. The moment her hand touched his side, he started to move with the tune. He was so much taller than her. It was difficult to keep up with his strong and confident pace.

When she glanced up to see his expression, she could not see his eyes. It made her think about using her charm with her touch but she could not focus on anything but her footing. She pressed in closer, hoping it would make things easier.

"You lack an appropriate dress for this, Ms. Kurono."

He was correct. While she could squash her breasts against his torso, she could not quite get her footing close enough to be lazy about it.

"What do you want?"

"To dance with a young woman."

"I don't care about your political games."

"Yet you seem so determined to cause me trouble."

Kurumu grimaced.

"Because you plan to kill Moka."

"How about I make a promise then?"

"What sort of promise?"

"I will keep Moka alive if you tell me where the Garden is."

Kurumu stumbled a step. He smirked at her while she recovered. He said nothing for a couple measures, clearly waiting for her response.

"I don't know what you're talk–"

"You are a horrible liar, Ms. Kurono. You do know what I'm talking about."

Kurumu stumbled again. This time she pressed her cheek to his chest to smoothly regain her tempo.

"I can't help you."

"Oh, I'm sure you could."

She closed her eyes and pushed with her mind. For a moment, she thought she could slip in and uncover his secrets. She could find out the truth about Issa and Yoshii. But all she found in the darkness of his mind was a white mask. It had a thin, bloody smile and a drawn in chin and nose. There were two eyes on each side of the nose, the smaller one being above where the eyebrows of a normal face would be. A fifth eye was turned on its side in the topmost center of the mask. The eyes were weeping blood.

"That's what I despise about your race."

She gagged as strong hands closed about her throat. She split herself but more hands appeared to do the same to her copies. Everywhere she went in the darkness, he was there to smother her.

"You play by your own rules."

Kurumu fell back, tripping over her feet to land roughly on the dance floor. She grabbed her neck which no longer felt the pressure of his presence. Her heart fluttered madly in her chest with fear as she rasped out panicked breaths. The tune was over with some clapping for the performance. A hand was thrust down to her. She looked up at Fujisaki whom smirked.

"That glimpse goes both ways, Ms. Kurono. I know you have seen the Garden. You have seen Akua and she is with Alucard."

Kurumu clenched her fists, realizing her carelessness. She ignored his hand.

"Then you should know I can't help you. I was taken to the Garden by magic. I don't know where it is."

"That does appear to be the case. I imagine that ring at the Estate won't work for me, even if I do get my hands on it. It seems I will have to get my hands on someone else to get what I want."

Kurumu grimaced when he lowered his hand to his side. She tried to pick herself up from the floor but her legs buckled the instant she put weight on them. She growled in frustration on her hands and knees.

"I won't let you harm Moka."

"Like you wouldn't let me harm your mother."

Kurumu scowled, turning an angry glare up at him. She stared deeply into his dark, purple eyes.

"I'll tell-"

"Go ahead and tattle on me, child. Nobody ever believes the word of a succubus."

In anger, she finally mustered the strength to stand.

"Mrs. Shuzen will believe me."

Fujisaki smirked.

"You are interesting, Ms. Kurono. A week ago you were terrified to be in my presence yet now you look upon me with murderous intent. If you weren't so pathetic, I might acknowledge you as an adversary."

"I don't care."

His lips turned up cruelly.

"Then what do you care about, Ms. Kurono? Clearly not your mother."

Kurumu choked on her frustration. Her fists clenched as she trembled with fury.

"Don't you dare say that!"

Fujisaki glanced about, aware that they had drawn an audience. He stepped in closer, pushing his powerful presence upon her as his shadow fell across her feet.

"The night of your birthday. A child chooses her crush over her mother. We clearly misjudged where your priorities would be. I thought a sixteen year old girl would not be so… impure."

She quivered with mixed emotions as he took another step closer. Tears started to roll down her cheeks.

"You murderer."

"How amazing you are. Most succubi can't take the loss of someone so dear to them. I understand your hospital stay was less than a day and had nothing to do with loss. You must have hated your mother."

She let out an inarticulate cry. She tried to raise her hand but a heavy sense of dread crashed into her with his next step. She fell back to her knees with her head bowed. His black slippers stepped into view.

"You are heartless, Ms. Kurono."

His oppressive aura withdrew, causing her body to twitch from the sudden freedom. Feeling warmth across her knees, she started to bawl. She hated him so much. Such cruelty. She shook her head as her heart ached in grief.

Fujisaki chuckled as he patted her head.

"Don't worry, Ms. Kurono. I'm sure one day you'll find her heart. Maybe you can put that piece of her inside you too."

And he left her in despair.