Author's Note
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I was walking on a hard dirt path, Mizore's hand in mine, she laid her head on my shoulder, I could smell her shampoo, a nice citrus smell. I wasn't sure where we were going, but I didn't care, I could walk with her like this forever. I turned towards Mizore, "I think I love you Mizore."
"Me too." She said back, I felt her smile on my shoulder, and I could almost feel the sunlight coming down through the canopy of the trees above us.
"Tsukune!" I heard a muffled voice. I wasn't sure where it was coming from.
"Huh? What? Who's there?" I asked, wondering who was there.
"Tsukune wake up!" I felt a sudden pain and I woke up on the floor of my room, I peeled my eyes open to see Kurumu standing over me with her hands on her hips, "Tsukune, you slept in again." Why was she chastising me? I just woke up. "Tsukune are you listening to me?" I was briefly mesmerized by her large boobs bouncing just a couple feet from where I was laying.
"What? Yea." I lied. I really wanted to go back to sleep, I was having such a nice dream. I can't quite remember what it was about though. Was Mizore with me? I hope she was.
"You're lying to me! Stop lying to me!" Damn, how could she tell? She grabbed me and lifted me up, it's probably a good thing she held onto my shoulders because I was about to fall back down, my legs didn't seem to want to work, they were insanely sore. Why am I so exhausted? "Wake up!" She gave me a hard slap, that got my attention.
"Ow! What was that for?" I cried, my hand flying up to my now stinging cheek.
"You need to wake up so I can tell you something." She purred in my ear. I couldn't help but be a little startled by this kind of talk this early in the morning.
"Wha-" I was cut off by her breasts being thrust into my face. Wake up call. I kind of enjoyed those soft boobs in my face, but there was one problem. "Can't... Breathe..." I wheezed between strangled gasps for air. Instead of letting me go she pulled tighter and started swinging me around.
"I love you Tsukune!" Kurumu stated plainly, if only this was a shock to me. She says this almost every day, and as much as I might enjoy it, it does get a little old. I wish Mizore would do this sometime. That's not her style though.
"Beat me to the punch I see." Came a rather depressed sounding voice coming from the direction of my, window? Mizore? Who else would be hanging from my window at god knows when in the morning, or at all for that matter. I was quickly released and finally allowed to breathe, I dropped to the floor, heaving lungfuls of air. Sweet air where have you been?
"I was just trying to wake Tsukune up for his big day today." Kurumu said, trying to hide her annoyance and surprise at the sudden appearance of Mizore. Who had in fact been hanging from my window.
"Same tactic as always I see, trying to get him to fall in love with your boobs. I don't know why he puts up with you." Mizore ignored what Kurumu said and continued speaking. She then pulled herself up and sat in the window sill. She was wearing her normal loose hanging white and blue sweatshirt. I could see the straps of her black undershirt, which matched nicely with the color of her tangled purple hair that was hanging down beautifully around her shoulders. That looks so good on her, I hope I'm not getting hard. I blushed a bit at the sight of her, remembering more of last night's dream.
"It's because he loves me back! Don't you Tsukune?" Still recovering from the strangulation, I found myself being hoisted up by my shoulders, only just now realizing my lack of clothing. Great, boxers, because that's the best thing for them to see me in. My deepening blush gave Kurumu the wrong impression. "I knew it!" She beamed, "We're gonna be the happiest couple ever!"
I was at a loss for words, I was still half asleep and I felt a headache coming on. "What are you two doing in the boys' dorm anyway? Not to mention on the third floor." I asked, "shouldn't you be in your own rooms?"
"But I wanted to see you." Protested Kurumu, stammering a bit.
"As did I, although I wasn't planning on disrupting your perfect sleep Tsukune." Mizore said calmly, I believe the extra comment was directed at Kurumu. Mizore always manages to stay calm, even when agitated, even when she was around Kurumu, although last spring they had a grudge match that nearly leveled a park in my town, fighting over rights to me again.
"At least I cared enough to wake him up! He's going to be late and all you do is watch him sleep? Talk about stalkerish." Kurumu replied, crossing her arms. There was a knock at the door, Kurumu fell silent and I felt both of their eyes on me.
"What is it?" I asked, a hint of annoyance slipping through. Great, more company.
"Tsukune it's me, may I come in?" Moka. Oh perfect, what's she doing here too? The only time I have to myself during the day is being thrown right out the window. And if I didn't try to calm things down in here soon, Mizore or Kurumu might end up going out the window as well.
I didn't know what to do. "Sure, come on in." I said. Mizore and Kurumu exchanged a glance then glared at me, what did I do? I shot a look back at them, god knows what I did wrong.
The door opened and Moka walked in, she was just as cute as always, but I could tell something was wrong with her. Sadly, I didn't even get a chance to talk before Kurumu got right in her face.
"And what are you doing here?" Kurumu asked rather suddenly, thrusting her chest into Moka's. Moka blushed a deep red color, "well, I wanted to talk to Tsukune before-"
"Before what? Before he gets stolen from you?" Kurumu is in a mood this morning, "You afraid that you won't be able to suck his blood anymore?" Kurumu pressed harder into Moka, and Moka shrank back, seeming to curl up. I felt a little sorry for her.
"N-No, well, not really." Moka stammered back, she was blushing even worse now
"I knew it!" Kurumu almost shouted in triumph.
"Kurumu, stop it, leave her alone." I commented, "what is with you today? You're being rather forceful this morning."
She backed away from Moka, "Well, I had a dream last night where you were stolen from me, so I woke up this morning and I didnt want that to happen, so i came down here to see if you were okay, that you hadn't been stolen."
"Well you're not going to get any closer to me by torturing Moka, or Mizore for that matter." I saw Mizore blush a little out of the corner of my eye, "she can't help wanting to suck my blood, she's a vampire." I stated calmly, I wonder what's going on with Kurumu? She's always a bit expressive, but she's not normally this edgy.
She was backing down, I didn't want to hurt her but she needs to learn, "Well, I thought-" Kurumu replied.
"It doesn't matter." I said softly, "just calm down Kurumu, I'm not going anywhere." Yet, "now that you're all here, what exactly is it you all found it so important to talk to me about?" I asked, I couldn't keep a tone of annoyance out of my voice, this morning was not turning out the way I wanted it to. I wanted to go find Mizore first, after I woke up on my own, but Kurumu had to come and wake me up and ruin everything. "By the way, what time is it?" Talking to Mizore is going to have to wait.
Mizore was the first to reply, "I just wanted to watch you sleep, I wasn't here to tell you anything." Well that's normal for Mizore I guess. Her stalking me used to bug me, now I'm just used to it.
Kurumu glared at Mizore again, "are you just going to hang in the window all morning? And I told you earlier Tsukune," she said, turning her attention to me, "I came to wake you up for your big day."
"And what is this 'big day' you all keep talking about?" I asked, I couldn't remember what the hell they were talking about. Although it did sound a little familiar. Maybe it has to do with why I'm so tired.
Moka finally decided to pipe up, "this is the day that you can finally stop wearing the spirit lock, the headmaster has decided that you are strong enough, and that your training has progressed enough that you can take off the spirit lock and still be yourself." As she was speaking I remembered why I was so exhausted. I've been training for months for this moment, and yesterday was a 'final exam' of sorts, a series of activities designed to test my strength with the vampire blood, and my resistance to its unwanted influences. The spirit lock I wear on my wrist that protects me from the vampire blood running through my veins, protects me from becoming a ghoul, is finally coming off. I looked around then at my wrist. It's going to be gone, I can finally take it off.
I looked up and smiled, today was going to be a good day after all.
