He spoke, grabbing his notebook and flipping through the pages. "Now that I remeber, I forgot to pass my notes to Moka. Should I go?" He sat there meditating for a second. "She might need help, so I guess it would be okay." Tsukune stuffed his notebook and other supplies back into his backpack, swung it over his shoulder, and headed towards the girls' dorms.
Tsukune arrived at Moka's door, which was decorated with a cross haging on it, similar to the one she wore around her neck. He raised his arm and did three gentle knocks. "Who is it?" She asked from the other side.
"It's Tsukune I-"
"Tsukune!" Before he could even finish his sentence, Moka had already wrapped her arms arouns his neck. "Would you mind me taking a snack?" she asked, knowing that she would bite him even if he said no. However, even before recieving a yes or no answer, she was already biting into his neck, piercing through the flesh and consuming the blood that she loved so much.
Moka suddenly pulled away, wiping her mouth, since blood had spilled from the suddden movement. "What...What was that awful flavor?"
"Hey, Moka! That really hurt!" Tsukune reacted before even noticing that she had pulled away for a reason. "What's wrong?"
"Come inside. What did you need?" She told him, without answering his question.
"Well, you never really copied down the notes you missed. So I thought that I should bring them to you..." He grabbed his notebook from the inside of his backpack and slipped it out. "Here."
"That's really nice of you." She took the notebook from his hands and set it to one side. "W-Would you like some tea?" Moka asked, not knowing what to offer him.
"Yes, thanks..."
Moka seated Tsukune on a couch that she had in her dorm and headed to the kitchen. "What did it taste like?" The cross suddenly started to act up again while Moka was heating the water.
"Like sand. It virtually had no flavor." She answered, getting the tea leaves.
"The possibility of..." She stopped, knowing that Tsukune might hear. "The worse one; it's out of the picture.
The only possibility now is him losing his human blood." Moka turned her head slightly, making sure that he didn't notice the conversation.
"Should I tell him something?" Moka asked the cross.
"Yes, but try to talk in a figurative way to see what he thinks about it first." Moka nodded and served the tea into two mugs.
"But which of the two will he become?" She asked while adding the sugar.
"That I don't know... Just tell me of any other symptoms you notice." The cross then stopped floating and the light dimmed. "Done!" Moka passed one of the mugs to Tsukune. "Hey, can I talk to you in a figurative way?"
"Sure, about what?" He took a sip of tea.
"What would you do if you could become a monster, like me." She took a seat beside him, blowing gently at the boiling tea. He kept quiet for a momet, deeply thinking of it as if it was real; which it was.
"I would take it." He spoke after a few seconds. Moka, surprised by his answer, wanted to know the reason.
"Why?..."
"Well, you've been protecting me this whole time. You, Kurumu, Mizore, Yukari, and even Ruby. It's about time that I start depending on myself. Not only that, but protecting you guys, too. When I turned into a vampire for that short period of time, it felt great to know that I wasn't only in the way." He took another sip of his tea, waiting for her answer.
"Excuse me, I have to go to the restroom. I'll be right back."
"Oh, okay.
She walked out of her dorm and headed to the restrooms. Once inside, she spoke to her cross. "What do I do now?"
"I believe it's safe to tell him, but the only thing that worries me is the outcome. We still don't know what monster he'll become. Tell him. Then, ask him to state all of his symptoms."
"I guess that's the best thing to do." Moka exited the restroom and headed back to her room, where Tsukune awaited her return.
"So, why did you ask me about becoming a monster?"
"You know how I've been injecting Vampire blood into you?" She sighed "Yeah...?"
"Well it," she took a deep breath. "It's changing your body."
"What do you mean by 'Changing your body'?" He asked, setting his tea on a table in front of the couch.
"You're in between becoming a ghoul or a vampire."