Sup, new guy to this side of the fanfiction isle here. Here is a little drabble idea I had while thinking of the implications of Akasha living for centuries upon centuries, we don't know if it was because of her Shinso blood or what, but we do know of two other Shinso Vampires...I hope you enjoy this
Laying in his bed, a young-looking man slowly opened his eyes. The room blinking into focus as he slowly got up, sheets falling to the wayside as he stalked his way over to one of the large windows, their crimson tint casting the whole room in a gothic light while the boy looked out of the building and down at the school grounds below him. Watching as the dozens of young monsters flooded into the school. His school, soft red eyes danced between about a hundred of those students, every one of them displaying familiar traits. Cyan hair, pale lavender eyes, a few even had third eyes sticking out on their foreheads.
It felt strange, watching them go by like that. Watching their brood like this, he could practically feel each and every one of their descendants down there, attending the school that he once learned at. To see the familiar traits reflected, familiar traits of friends...Family, long gone and dead, it made the young man curl up his fist and slam it against the wall in frustration. The only thing keeping him from shattering the solid stone was the limiter wrapped around his wrist.
Tears started to fall from the man's eyes. Thinking about all he's lost over the years, all the people he had to say goodbye to, thanks to the god damn power flowing through his veins now. It was almost enough to just make the man try to end it right now. Suddenly, he felt two familiar fangs pierce his neck and start to drink as soft, slender arms wrapped themselves around his chest.
As his wife drank from him, the man could feel his worry and sorrow practically drain from him, much like his blood. As if his lover was purposefully drinking out all the negative emotions within him, replacing them with her love and support.
"Moka..." The man groaned a bit as she drank from him greedily, leaning into her comforting arms. His whole body shivering as she pulled away from his neck and gently licked the wounds shut.
"Feeling better now, Tsukune?" He nodded, leaning a bit so that Moka could look out at the high school children, ruby eyes tracing the same students he did.
"Looks like the grandchildren are going strong. Should I drop in and give some coddling? Embarrass them?" Looking out again from their bedroom window, Tsukune spotted quite a few kids with streaks of silver or pink hair, or even those captivating ruby eyes that always held just a hint of danger to them.
"Please don't. At least not right now, I have to make a good impression as the headmaster, and I can't really do that if my wife is in the crowd making a good quarter of the population too embarrassed to speak."
"Are you sure? You don't even want me to regale the kids of how a weak, pathetic, miserable welp of a human somehow made his way into Yokai Academy and managed to seduce a whole harem of monsters? Even taming the mighty vampire?" Moka playfully nipped at Tsukune's ear, making him blush a bit.
"You and I both know that isn't what happened. Most of the time, it felt like you all were just taking pity on me. I will never know what you see in me, not even after three centuries at your side."
"Isn't it obvious, dear?" Tsukune raised an eyebrow at her, feeling her hot breath as she gently kissed the spot on his neck right above his collarbone, where two pale white scars stood out against the deeply tanned skin around them. "You have the best blood in the whole world. High enough quality that I could drink it every day for the next five hundred years and never get tired of the taste."
"I knew you only liked me for my blood. A cruel revelation after so long." Tsukune spoke with some hurt in his voice but kept a smile on his face. Moka then started tracing her way up to his arms with her own, gently pressing her chest, bare except for the cool silver cross that hung from her neck against his back, tangling her fingers up with his limiter chain.
"Oh, I wouldn't say that. The fragile little thing that first came to Yokai...He did possess quite a few good qualities. He was kind, polite, gentle, and always there to extend a hand to anyone that needed help, no matter how they treated him." Moka then hooked her fingers around the sealing cross and pulled down, the thing coming off with a soft clink and falling to the floor. Moka's embrace around Tsukune's chest becoming delightfully tighter as his full Shinso power flooded out, washing over the vampiress's body, enveloping her like a familiar blanket.
"He also lacked self-confidence and pride, only gaining convictions when his friends were in danger...But over time, he changed. Changed to a wonderfully confident and powerful but still humble and loveable young man who I'm still infatuated with every day." The man then turned around to face his wife, her eyes sparkling with love and joy. Tsukune's own eyes drifted to the silver cross that lay between her breasts now. It may have seemed a bit morbid. To carry a limiter in such a place, after all they had been through, but...Well, it seemed wrong putting one anywhere else, just like him placing his own seal right where the Holy Lock used to reside.
"Funny, because that's not how I remember it...Though that may just be my mind messing with things. Because I recall coming here and falling in love with a silver-haired vixen. A woman who really got me to push myself beyond anything I had ever imagined. A woman that brought me into this world of magic and monsters. She refused using to leave my side even if her pride got in the way." He then snaked his way up her chest to the cross and pulled gently. Letting Moka's own full power flood out, resonating with his own in wonderful harmony.
"I wouldn't be half the man I am today without her. Before I met this vixen, who seemed to shift form on a whim, I had no faith in anything. I was content to live out an average life and be single the entire time, knowing that I had no prospects of standing out in the crowd. Then, something about her sparked something within me, and suddenly I was surrounded by all these extraordinary people! Every one of them better than I could ever be at anything! Yet, they wanted to hang around a loser like me...I had to get better for them, right?" He leaned in to kiss Moka's lips, but she moved them with a stern look. Though her arms were firmly wrapped around his torso still.
"Idiot. Even if you never came to Yokai, you would have stood out eventually, and some other human woman would have no doubt seen you for the wonderful man you are, but seeing as I have you for myself...I'm gonna be greedy." Then the vampiress placed her lips on Tsukune's own, softly pressing into him her hands shifting to his neck as she selfishly pulled on his lips with her teeth, demanding full access to his mouth while the passion started to overtake the two vampires.
The man pulled away from her lips with a hiss, earning a low, predatory growl from Moka. "You know I have a ceremony to attend soon, right? I need to get dressed."
"Don't give me that crap, you can make clothes with a mere thought with your Shinso Blood. You're just tired of me, aren't you?" " Tsukune chuckled at her pouty tone like he was depriving her of her favorite toy.
"It's not that, last time we did this full power. I had to pass it off as an earthquake. It wouldn't be very proper to do that on the first day of class." Moka decided to voice her opinions on this by slamming her hands into the wall next to him, cracking the stone and leaving an imprint on the granite before she pushed off of the wall and left him, sashaying her hips the entire length of their bedroom before pausing at the door.
"Alright, but as soon as you get back here. We are headed to Castle Shuzen. It's been a few days since I've had a good romp, and that place is built to take vampire battles...Of all kinds, head-on." Tsukune nodded nervously.
"R-right, of course, dear. We have to v-visit the Huang family later this week, though, maintaining relations and all that."
"I'm sure we can fit them in between rounds, sure. Gotta refresh myself in aerial combat anyways." With a wink and a smirk into his direction. Moka snapped her fingers, and a tight-fitting, midnight black dress formed on her body while she started her day down the stairs and into their home. Leaving Tsukune alone in the room again to look out their window, cracking it open a bit, the man closed his eyes and took a deep whiff of the air, all the scents mixing together wonderful.
Monsters of all kinds, living in harmony with each other, there were even a few human scents mixed in there, and the boy smiled before opening his eyes. Looking up to the sky, he could almost see the gang looking at him with smiles on their faces.
"Guys, we did it. Our dream...We did it" Tsukune felt the tears welling up in his eyes again, though these were ones of happiness, streaking down his face. Pure joy and remembrance of those he had lost, and a determination to honor their memory filling him before he turned around and dashed for the door. Heading to the kitchen with his eternity, in all her loving glory.