Tekeshi's head had been on a constant swivel since Ruby had informed him of Harumi's presence the previous day. The joke he made to Utsuki about the possibility of him being raped by one of the girls suddenly became a legitimate concern with the succubus. She was a creature of lust by nature, and despite seeming to be an airhead, she was extremely cunning when it came to things she wanted. Or rather people she wanted. In age she was the second oldest, followed by the twins, and then Machiko was the youngest by two years. However even only being fifteen years old she looked like a porn star. Even at twelve she had to have custom-made bras due to her bust size. In fact several of Tekeshi's friends had been surprised when he told them that her mother was the owner of a chain of upscale restaurants instead of a AV idol.

Out of respect for her he had deflected questions on her father. His Aunt Kurumu had studied cooking at a school on Okinawa, while there she had become involved with an American soldier. He didn't know how serious it had been, but about two months before they had planned to get married he had been deployed to Korea. That had been the tail end of the second Korean Conflict, and he had been killed during a kill mission to take out the North Korean leader. The mission was a success leading to South Korea uniting the two countries into one, but it had left his Aunt devastated. The only reason she had survived was Harumi, she gave her something to live for, but she hadn't been in a long-term relationship since.

The reason Harumi had probably started her obsession with him was probably due to an event that happened when she was five and Tekeshi six. She was staying the summer with his family. Her mother was going to France to look for locations to start two new restaurants and decided to leave her daughter with her best friend. Of course his mother agreed. During that summer they had gone to a playground about a block away from the Aono house. Tekeshi had gone to look at a car that was parked next to the playground while Harumi went to the sandbox. While she was playing one of the snobbish kids from the neighborhood and his cohort had come to play in the sandbox too. With her facial features it wasn't hard to tell she was only half Japanese. So in the name of sport for the affluent minority he walked over and pushed her over, then he and his flunkies started kicking her and calling her all kinds of ugly things related to her mixed heritage.

After the car had left Tekeshi had started to the sandbox and saw what was going on. Being full Japanese the bigots rarely bothered him, but when they started picking on family they definitely bothered him. After he was finished none had to go to the hospital, but two of their families tried to sue his parents, and ended up losing to counter suites dealing with their childs' attacks on Harumi. When she had been released from the hospital she had started sticking right next to Tekeshi, who was oblivious to what was going on at that time. Just before he left for America she had told him she would be waiting to see him again, and when he asked why she had said he was her destined one. Even that young he had known what that meant to a succubus, and had been scared out of his wits every time that he had seen her since.

He still loved her like a sister, but he was going to be in a different place than her if at all possible. He needed to make sure that she didn't find out where his room was, and that there was no possible way for her to find out. His Aunt Yukari had a bloodhound that she had trained as a tracking dog for a hobby, and that dog could track a lizard over any distance no matter how many times it lost the trail. Harumi was twice as good as that dog was at tracking down the things she was after, even if her method involved flashed cleavage and a few charmed informants rather than a scent on the ground.

"Tekeshi-san, if you keep looking around like that you are going to run into someone," Utsuki said as she walked next to him.

"I'm sorry, but she could be anywhere. She is like a cat, she hides in ambush and waits for her prey. The only way to dodge her is to keep an eye out. And for the last time drop the san. I can't stand the honorific," he said in reply.

Utsuki was puzzled by him. Here he was, he could stand toe to toe with beasts that were three times his size, and he was scared of a single girl that he had grown up with. He had told her that his father assigned him as a bodyguard for her, but she was starting to thing she should ask for a new one. She liked him well enough as a friend, but she couldn't take him seriously like this. The fact he was better dressed now seemed to take away from the seriousness that he had shown at first.

Before she could say anything else to Tekeshi she felt her face plant itself firmly in between another girls breasts and had her head jerked down harshly as she heard someone running flat-out the other direction. Extricating herself from the position she noticed that the other girl was endowed. Looking down at her own chest she started to feel self-conscious. She was a medium B cup, not that uncommon in Japan, but she didn't know if there was a cup size for the other girl, who had to be Harumi.

"I know you must like what you see, but I just don't fly like that. Now if you excuse me I need to catch my destined one," the girl wasted no time in growing a pair of bat wings and taking to the sky after the vampire.

Utsuki stared after the airborne figure as it retreated, "Blood related or not, insanity seems to run through Tekeshi-san's family. I'm not sure that I am safe around any of them."


Tsukune liked to devote a couple of hours every day to sitting and looking out his office window at the school grounds. He had quite a few good memories that came to him as he did. All the times that him and Moka had been about to kiss when he was suddenly tackled by the rest of his friends, him and Moka were always mad for about a second, but always laughed about it. He always found time to remember that Moka. Her pink hair that flowed in the wind, her green eyes that sparkled like emeralds, and that cute little smile that she always let the world see. He could hardly believe that had been his Mother in law's personality.

He stopped himself. He never tried to forget about her, but he shook off the memories anytime they threatened to show themselves. Her personality was nothing like his wife's, but he had always thought that it had been some repressed side of her, and that maybe one day the two sides could be merged into one. He was devastated when Alucard had been defeated, Moka had been as well. He lost someone he loved, but Moka had lost more than that, she had lost a piece of herself. As a consequence they both cherished the Rosario. When they had a formal event to go to Moka always would take it out and wear it. In place of the red stone that had been set in it she had an emerald, to remind them of her eyes.

"Dammit. I need to stop torturing myself with these memories. That was twenty years ago, I need to completely move on with my life. I have Moka, the true Moka. I have a son with her. She helped me become who I am. Who am I kidding. The pain will never go away. She was just as real as my Moka is."

He took a breath and sat back into his chair. He closed his eyes and just kept breathing. He did that for about ten minutes. Opening his eyes he saw a girl with blue hair, massive boobs, and bat like wings fly past his window. For a second he couldn't tell when it was. When his mind cleared he realized that was Harumi, not Kurumu. The two looked quite alike from the side, but you could see the American features when you looked in Harumi's face. He felt sorry for his son, he was going to have a hard time protecting his virtue with her around, and unlike her mother, she was likely to charm Tekeshi to get him in bed.

He stood up. He decided that he had spent enough time in his office for one day. He needed to get out and get some fresh air. He might even fire his bike up, Moka might even join him for a ride. They might go somewhere in the Human world and have some alone time. There was no way she could say no to that, and all the preparations for the opening of the school tomorrow were in place. He felt a little useless just sitting around. He needed to have some fun, and he deserved too. He hadn't taken any time for himself in the last two or three years. Even during the summer he had something he was doing that was work related.

The phone on his desk rang and he answered it. He listened to the person on the other end, his face drooping more and more each sentence. By the end of the call he had to sit down. His worst fears about Kouyo being so close had come true. War was coming to Youkai.


The blue haired girl stalked quietly through the woods. She knew her quarry was there, she had seen him enter. There was no way for him to have exited without her seeing him. She was patient, after all good things come to those who wait, and she was good at waiting. Her mother and grandmother might be known to just rush into something without planning everything out, but she was different. A person didn't simply drink wine from the press, they waited for it to age to perfection, and the longer it age the better a wine was. And to her, Tekeshi was like the finest Bordeaux.

However her prey had different ideas as he watched concealed by the thick tangle of naked branches in the canopy of the trees. His two colored eyes tracked her movements as she came into sight. He slowed his breathing to only a breath every few seconds, taking in as much air as he could, and exhaling when he could no longer hold it. He kept perfectly still, not even a quiver from his tensed muscles shaking the branches to betray him. Only extreme discipline prevented him from darting like a deer running from wolves. Many would laugh at him for running away from such a bombshell, but he would just knock their teeth out and keep running.

"My, my. Young love, what a beautiful thing it truly is. Though it can be quite dangerous and disturbing when it is unrequited," Tekeshi turned his head and saw a woman, ageless in her appearance sitting in the Y of a tree next to him.

He didn't say anything, he just examined her. Her hair was the same color pink as the streaks in his, and her eyes the same emerald-green as the lines in his. The way she was dressed was antique, he was willing to say the 15 or 1600s. Her bust size wasn't very large, and her face belied Eastern European heritage, maybe even Romani or Wallachian. Overall though she reminded him of his mother.

"Uh, not to be rude or anything, but could you wait until she is gone to start a conversation," he asked quietly.

The woman waited until Harumi had disappeared further into the trees before speaking again, "How you have grown since the last time I saw you. That was a few years ago, but you are just as cute as ever."

"You know me," he asked as he scrunched his face up at being called cute.

"You don't remember, but I saved your life. Though trauma does sometimes cause amnesia. Let me introduce myself again. I am Akasha," the woman said, her happy voice relaxing some of the nerves in Tekeshi.

A twig cracked and Tekeshi's head snapped in the direction. After a minute of watching Harumi go by and exit the tree line he turned back to find the woman gone without a trace. In surprise he let go of the tree and fell. In the second he was in free fall he gaped. When he hit the ground head first he felt the bones in his neck shift and seperate, and then when his left shoulder hit he felt the bone crack and break, and then he felt nothing.


Moka sat by Tekeshi's hospital bed with Utsuki, the twins, and Harumi. She had been returning from a run when she saw he crumpled by a tree. She went over to check him and saw the awkward angle his head was at and knew instantly his was broken. Bending down she was relieved when he was still breathing. In the fastest sprint of her life she ran to the hospital wing and rallied a doctor and a couple of others to go out and get him. When they got him back and had finished with him they expressed the fact that the only reason he survived was his vampiric heritage.

The doctor had been surprised when he checked the arm to find that the bone was already setting itself and healing. The broken neck was also starting to heal, though slower than the broken arm and shoulder. They said at the rate he was healing he would be out soon, but that he was going to miss his first day of school. Moka asked if he could have visitors, and when she was told yes she instructed the doctor to go find the girls and bring them to the room. She knew that Harumi and the twins would definitely want to be there, and she wanted Utsuki to be there.

She was surprised at how fast the two had gotten close. She wondered if it was due to how opposite they were personality wise, Tekeshi been proud and out there, and Utsuki being quiet and reserved. She approved though. In the beginning she had thought Tsukune crazy for this plot of his, but now she was in full support of it, though that may have been that mother always wanting a daughter but settling for a cute daughter in law instinct she noticed with Tsukune's mother. Kasumi always lit up when Moka visited.

"My neck hurts. If I were in Phoenix I would say I got hit by a truck again, however there aren't any trucks in the woods here," Tekeshi said, shocking his mother out of her thoughts.

And then she went on the war path, "Why the hell were you lying in the woods with a broken neck?"

"I fell out of a tree onto my head," he returned weakly, and a plausible story, but...

"Why the hell were you in a tree?"

"First I was hiding from Harumi, then I was talking to Akasha, and then she evaporated into thin air and I lost my grip in surprise."

Moka froze. Silently she pointed at the girls and then the door, an obvious dismissal. Intimidation did its work and the four girls left. She stood up and walked over to his side. Looking straight down into his eyes she searched for any hint of deception. If Tekeshi was anything he was infallibly honest. He simply did not have the ability to lie. If he took a cookie from the jar without asking he would admit to it when confronted. But he had to be lying now, because she had only known one person with the name Akasha. Her mother.

"Tekeshi, describe this woman in detail to me. Leave nothing out, or a broken neck will be the last of your problems."

Tekeshi took a breath before he began, "Young looking, but ageless. Pink hair, emerald eyes, and pale skin. Her features are Eastern European, too me she looked either Romani or Wallachian. She was dressed in an ancient dress, the style maybe 15 to 1600s. Her personality was really warm and bubbly, just hearing her speak was relaxing. She said she had saved my life once, but honestly that was the first time I can remember encountering her. Why do you look like you just saw a... where the hell are you running off too?"

Moka hadn't waited for him to finish speaking. There was no way it was possible. She had been there. But the description fit her perfectly. What the hell could this mean? Did it have something to do with him having removed his limiter, did it mean the seal was breaking down? Could it be a sign of insanity? None of it made sense. But the description only fit two people, and they were technically one. The sealed Moka, and Akasha Bloodriver, her mother and one of the three dark lords.


A/N: Quite enough for now. I am going to tell you to do something for me. Question your definitions of memory. What role I am going to have the Three Dark Lords play is a little iffy, but this isn't just going to be them showing up to drive Tekeshi into the nut house. They are going to have a legitimate full-fledged part, but it is going to mostly revolve around Tekeshi, and maybe in the future Utsuki will get dragged into it. For now read and review. Also cocktail weenies would be nice, but in lieu of those ideas would be welcomed.