Authors note: hello everyone! Look, I'm sorry about not updating but I had a problem for a while with my computer. Now I'm back! Muahhahahahahahahahh!

Tsukune woke up with Moka on his chest, sleeping soundly. Moka felt very soft and warm, and Tsukune had to get out from under her or he was going to have serious problems. He was relieved to find that they were no longer still connected, and slid out from under Moka gently. He looked at her peaceful face for a moment before turning and making a mad dash for the bathroom. As Tsukune washed his hands after taking care of business, he was suddenly hit full force in the gut by pain. He tried to scream, but found he could not draw air into his lungs. He fell to the bathroom floor, listing to a horrible rasping noise, unaware that he was the one making it, a horrible noise as though his wind pipe had been cut. The last thing he heard was Moka screaming his name before he fell into a sea of cold blackness.

Tsukune was having a terrible dream. In it, Moka was telling him that he was worthless, that she had only done the things that she had done because she was playing with him. Tsukune told her to just kill him then, as he couldn't live without her. She told him he wasn't worth her time, and left him shattered on the floor.

Moka stood by Tsukune's bedside, a worried expression on her face. The hospital room door flew open with a crash. Framed in the doorway was a seething Kurumu.

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO TSUKUNE?"

Moka spun around and matched her with equal amounts of rage.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, WHAT HAVE I DONE? IVE DONE NOTHING!" She yelled.

"BULLSHIT! YOU HAVE BEEN WITH HIM SINCE HE DISSAPEARED TWO DAYS AGO!"

"WHAT? HOW DO YOU KNOW? HAVE YOU BEEN SPYING ON ME AND MY BLOODMATE?"

"ENOUGH!"

The headmaster's eerie voice came from the corner. Moka and Kurumu looked at the spot where he had suddenly materialized.

"Miss Akashiya." He said through clenched teeth, "have you not noticed the effect your anger is having on your blood mate?"

Moka looked at the bed, and to her surprise, she found that Tsukune was crying. Moka was shocked. Moka had never seen Tsukune cry during all three years she had known him. Tears were rolling down his face. The impenetrable walls that she had erected around her heart crumbled. Moka had to take a moment to steady herself before she spoke.

"Why? Why do my emotions affect him even while he's unconscious?"

"Because he has a blood link with you. The reason he is crying is because he can feel your anger, and it is most likely causing him to have a dream filled with anger. Focus on his thoughts. If you are successful, you should be able to see his dream."

Moka allowed her eyes to drift shut, forgetting the angry succubus in the doorway. She felt something. Like an angry buzzing, it begun to slowly increase in pitch, until she was gritting her teeth, then suddenly it was gone. She opened her eyes to find herself in a classroom, filled with young children. She looked around, confused, and saw a very young Tsukune. He looked like he was about seven years old, and he was silently reading a book in the corner, while the rest of the class laughed and talked loudly around him. Three other boys' walked over to him. At first she thought they might have been his friends, but that notion was quickly erased when the tallest of the three slammed Tsukune's book out of his hands.

"What was that for?" the young Tsukune exclaimed.

"For being a creep, creep." The tallest of them, obviously the ring leader, said.

The two other boys snickered stupidly. Moka felt her heart slowly begin to break. The whole scene was so familiar. Moka noticed that the entire class had stopped to watch.

"You're such a freak, Tsukune. Do you even have any friends?" the tall one said.

"I doubt it. Honestly, no one can stand to be around the little freak. Just the sight of him makes me sick." Another of the group said.

Soon the whole class was jeering the young Tsukune. He stood and fled, tears streaming down his face.

Moka was crying herself, when suddenly the scene changed. Moka stood in the hallway of a house, one that she recognized as Tsukune's. Kyouko, his cousin, walked past her into the living room. Not knowing what to do, Moka followed. Kyouko seemed worried about something. Moka didn't have to wait long to find out why. Tsukune came through the front door and made a beeline for the stairs, a ball cap pulled low over his face.

"Tsukune." Kyouko said quietly.

Tsukune stopped and turned.

"Hi, Kyouko. I-I-I'm going up to my room for little while."

"No, you're not. Take off your hat."

"B-b-but-"

"NOW!" she screamed, making both Moka and Tsukune jump.

Reluctantly, Tsukune removed the hat. Moka drew in a startled gasp, Tsukune's lip was split and his eyes blackened. His cheeks were raw and several of the blood vessels in his eyes were ruptured, turning them red.

"Your shirt, too." Kyouko said.

Evidently Tsukune knew refusing was a futile gesture, as he removed his shirt as well. Again Moka drew in a startled gasp. A terrific sunset of purple, brown, and orange covered his torso. They were the worst bruises she had ever laid eyes on. Moka didn't know how he was even able to breath.

"Sit down." Kyouko ordered quietly.

As Kyouko began to tend to Tsukune's injuries, the scene begun to fade.

Moka found herself standing at the academy's bus stop, next to Tsukune. In front of him, stood a perfect copy of her. Her dream self was standing with her arms crossed. Moka watched in shock as her dream self taunted Tsukune, calling him worthless and other horrible things. Moka felt rage begin to boil deep within her. She stepped in front of Tsukune and focused on the dream Moka. She began to fade like the previous dreams had, but only her. When she was completely gone, Moka turned around and embraced Tsukune, hold his crying body close to her, whispered words of love and affection in his ear, and told him that she would never leave him. The dream begun to fade once again, but she did not let go of her hold on him. She realized that they were not in the dream world anymore; instead she was lying on top of Tsukune, hugging him so tight he didn't seem to be able to breath. She let go of him, and he drew in a long, slow breath. Moka turned to look around the room, and was surprised that it was dark and deserted. She looked up at the digital clock inset into the wall, and was surprised to find that it was 1:20 in the morning. Tsukune was fully awake now.

"Moka?" he said quietly.

"What is it, Tsukune?"

"Ummm, what am I doing in a hospital bed?"

"You had a reaction to the blood I gave you at the end of last year. It was really delayed, but when you mated with me it must have kicked into over drive."

Tsukune noticed that mokas hands had begun to wander while she talked.

"M-Moka?"

"shh. I know you just woke up, but I need to mate with you right now, i-is that okay?"

Tsukune, having never been in this situation, silently nodded. Although he couldn't see her, he felt her start unbuttoning her shirt. Moka hadn't bothered to put on a bra while rushing to get dressed to get him to the infirmary, and it worked her favor. She felt her nipples harden as they were exposed to the air, and she took Tsukune's hands and guided them to her breasts. Not needing any more coaxing, Tsukune began to massage them, tweaking the hard nipples. He heard Moka moan in approval, and decided to become a little bold and drew one into his mouth. Moka gasped as her blood mate's mouth gently encircled her nipple. Moka began to purr. Tsukune lifted an eyebrow at this. Vampires could purr? She was like a big cat.

"Wait a minute, Moka. If mating with you before caused a reaction, wont it cause one again this time?" he asked.

"No, that only happens after our mate hood is first consummated. Believe it or not, I had an aunt who took a human for her mate. She was exiled immediately, though."

"Doesn't that mean you'll be exiled, too?" Tsukune asked worriedly.

"I don't really care one way or the other, Tsukune. You're my everything, and if the vampire community can't accept that, then the vampire community can go to hell."

Tsukune was floored by this bold declaration. He didn't know he meant that much to her. Suddenly Tsukune felt her hand on his erection, gently massaging it through his hospital gown. Moka let out a growl, and ripped the gown completely in two, exposing Tsukune's entire body to the chill night air. Moka began kissing him gently on the chest, the belly button, and finally….

Tsukune gasped as Moka's mouth slipped past his bulbous cockhead and deep throated him with ease. His hips bucked off the bed as he arched his back. It felt incredible; Moka's head was bobbing expertly on his shaft, her tongue massaging every inch of skin it came in contact with.

"Oohhhh godddddd, Moka, I'm about to-"

Moka doubled her efforts, making lewd slurping noises that filled the room. Tsukune only just managed to stifle his shout as he shot his load in Moka's waiting mouth. It had be the biggest he'd ever shot, but Moka didn't blink and swallowed all of it, licking her lips clean as she crawled back up Tsukune. He couldn't believe he was still hard. Moka was purring, as she bit into Tsukune's neck and began drinking his apparently tasty blood. After drinking her fill, Moka removed her fangs and sealed the wound closed with her tongue, the looked at Tsukune and said,

"It seems like every part of you tastes delicious."

Tsukune blushed, and it deepened when he heard the sound of material being pulled over skin. Suddenly Tsukune felt hot, as Moka sank down on him. Moka slipped her arms between Tsukune and the mattress, and began to piston up and down on him. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room, and there was no doubt as to what was happening. Tsukune buried his face in Moka's chest to stifle the moans he couldn't help but make. Her wet, warm inner walls hugged him tight, and I was amazing, to say the least. Tsukune found her nipple with his tongue and began to lick and suck on it, causing Moka to moan her approval. Moka felt her orgasm coming, and was trying to hold it off when Tsukune gave a mighty grunt and released inside of her, making her bite her fist to keep from screaming as she plummeted full tilt into orgasm. Gradually they coasted to a stop, and Moka got off him and lay beside him, snuggling in close, burying her head in his chest and throwing a leg over his. Moka remembered something from the dream Tsukune was having, and decided to ask him about it.

"Tsukune, can I ask you a question? Is kind of personal."

"Of course, Moka. You can ask me anything."

"While you were unconscious, I was able to go inside your dreams. I saw the one about you walking in to your house all beat up, and I was wondering who did that to you."

Tsukune was silent for a while. Then he said quietly,

"Can you see my thoughts now? I really don't want to, but I'll show you."

Moka closed her eyes and focused on his thoughts. Once again that angry buzzing began in her ears, and she gritted her teeth. Then all the sudden it was gone and Moka was standing on the hot sidewalk of the city. It was most certainly summer. Tsukune stood in the middle of the street, and he was being accosted by the three boys again. The tallest of the three stepped forward, and Tsukune's voice came quietly from beside her.

"Hitsubi."

Moka turned to see Tsukune as he looked now, watching the scene with a slight frown on his face and his arms folded over his chest.

The boy called Hitsubi strode arrogantly forward and snatched a picture from Tsukune's hands, a picture of him and Inner Moka. It was taken by Tsukune on the day that Moka had been out for a whole day.

"Hey, hey, hey. Who is this little fox?" Hitsubi said.

Tsukune made a grab for the picture and his hand was flung away by Hitsubi's two henchmen.

"Man oh man. How'd a loser like you manage to get a girl like that?"

"Shut up!" Tsukune snarled.

Hitsubi's smug grin faded.

"What did you just say to me?"

"I said, SHUT UP!"

The grin returned.

"Hey, man. No need to get defensive. I'd like to meet this girl. She must be a real idiot if she even talks to someone like yo—"

But before Hitsubi could finish his sentence, Tsukune hit him in the mouth. The comments about Moka had provoked something in Tsukune that comments about him could not; retaliation.

Hitsubi fell back, and then regained his feet and charged at Tsukune. Tsukune jigged left, and right into the grasp of one of Hitsubis henchmen. The other grabbed Tsukunes free arm, and turned him around to face hitsubi. Hitsubi smiled and cocked his arm back, and knowing what was about to happen, moka turned toward the Tsukune standing next to her and said,

" I don't want to see anymore. Let's go."

Tsukune nodded, and the scene began to fade quickly, but not fast enough. Moka distinctly heard the sound of a mighty blow landing before the scene faded completely. Moka lay there huddled next to Tsukune, naked as the day she was born, and vowed silently in her head to protect Tsukune, at all costs.

I know some of you may be upset at how little Kurumu was in the chapter, but we will be seeing A LOT more of her.