Samu-sa no naka, kasai furea kanojo no kokoro chapter four

L.T: zzzzzzzz-huh, wha? Oh, you caught me sleeping. That was awkward. Well, it's your fault. I've been updating as fast as I humanly can, I've been unable to get any rest! Ah well, on with the story!

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He broke the kiss, and, a raging blush ripping across my cheeks, I lowered his hand to my chest, placing it on my left breast. His face alight with crimson, he gently kneaded my breast, and I couldn't hold back a moan. Tsukune kept massaging me, and it was the single most incredible thing I'd ever felt. I'd touched my own breasts, and Yutaka had often groped me, but this was so much better.

"Aaah-haah," I moaned, and my right hand slid into my pants, and I started to stroke my lower lips. Tsukune froze, and the feeling died away, leaving me with a red face, my hand down my shorts, and an embarrassed Tsukune in front of me, hand still clamped to my breast. 'Oh, noooo!' I groaned mentally. I was soo looking like a slut now, and I had no-one to blame but myself.

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I slowly pulled my hand from my panties, trailing a string of my fluids, and my bottom lip started to quiver, my eyes filled with tears, and I started to shake. Tsukune released my chest, and started to try and embrace me, but I pushed his hands away, started to my feet, and ran off, heedless of where I was bound, bawling my eyes out as I ran. "MIZORE, WAAAAIIIT! COME BAAAACKK!" Tsukune bellowed after me, but I did not cease my headlong flight. I disappeared into the maze of streets surrounding the plaza, and was out of sight in less than a minute, despite all of Tsukune's best efforts.

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I leaned against a wall, panting. "Hah, hah, hah, haaah..." I straightened up, looking around, and realised something that left me with a sick feeling writhing in my stomach. I was well and truly LOST. In my embarrassment and shock that I'd done something so, so...dirty, and in front of Tsukune, that I'd just freaked out and ran away to hide. But I'd only been to the Human World twice before, once on a school trip, when we met Ruby, and once to follow Tsukune home. As I gazed around, confused and more than a little frightened, I turned in a slow circle, until a voice stopped me in my tracks. There, surrounding me, stood a dozen human men, grinning unpleasantly at me. "Well, lookee here," said the largest, apparently the leader. I tried to back away, but two of his cronies grabbed my arms and held me fast. I couldn't reach the water bottle in my purse, so my powers were out. I had only one option. I tipped back my head, opened my mouth, and yelled, "TSUKUNEEEEE!"

As I finished, one of the thugs cuffed me around the face, bruising my cheek. "Shaddap!" he hissed. I bowed my head. Tsukune wouldn't come. He wouldn't save me this time. All of a sudden, I saw a blur of black. It darted across a six-foot gap, onto a roof behind the thug chief, then dropped into the shadows. Movement came, deep in the darkness, and a pair of glowing, slitted crimson eyes stared balefully at the scene before them. Stepping forward, Tsukune emerged from shade, but it wasn't Tsukune as I knew him. This Tsukune was broader at the shoulder, his ears were pointed, his hair was steel-silver, and his two eyeteeth were longer, and sharp as the north wind. His eyes were still glowing with unearthly power. The Holy Lock around his left wrist jerked in the air as if it was dancing.

The goons around me, instead of backing away and running, grinned from ear to ear, their tongues lengthening. I gasped. I knew what these things were. "Lizardmen!" I whispered. Renowned for their cruelty, The Lizardmen cackled, a shrill, hyena-like sound. "Who are you, boy?" shrieked the leader. Tsukune merely raised his hand, claws gleaming at the fingertips, and pointed at me. The Boss Lizardman shook his head. "No can do, boy. You have a trickle of power, but you're nothing compared to me. I-" Tsukune blazed into action.

One! Two! Three! In three strikes, Tsukune had decapitated the first Lizardman, gutted the second, and sliced open the chest of the third.

As the others backed away, Tsukune looked over at me, and they freed my arms immediately. I rushed to his side, and he gently shoved me behind him. I asked, "What should I call you, seeing as you are the manifestation of the vampire blood running through Tsukune's veins." The apparition thought briefly, and then growled, "You know how Moka has two sides, Omote or Outer, Moka? And Ura, or Inner Moka? Call me Ura-kun."

Ura turned back to the slavering lizards, grinning wolfishly, and bared his fangs. He disappeared in a blur, and reappeared in the same spot. A moment passed, then two lizardmen collapsed, spouting blood from gaping wounds in their necks, a third lost both legs and his tail at the waist, the fourth was no more than a stain on the ground, and the remaining four ran, leaving their leader backing away, laughing sheepishly,(or as sheepishly as an eight-foot lizard can) "eh-heh-heh.." he tailed off, then turned and cannoned into Ura-kun, who seized him by the throat and hoisted him, kicking and squirming, into the air. "uh,n-no...pwease..." gurgled the creature, through a badly-constricted windpipe.

Ura merely gazed at the fiend, before channelling his yokai into his arm. Crackling bolts of green-blue corposant crackled up his arm, building around his elbow, then surging forth in a tide and utterly incinerating the poor wretch.

Turning to me, he let the power fade, and he started to speak.

"Mizore," he began, "Since Moka infected me with her blood, I have been aware of sensitivity, if you will, of those I care for. I sensed that you were in danger, and I flew here as fast as my legs would carry me. When I arrived, I meant only to save you, but the sight of those beasts laying their claws on you sent me out of control. Both I and the human who owns this body have fallen in love with you, and we wish for nothing more than to be your protector, if no more than such, for we are a dying race, for all our proud nobility, and would gladly lay down our life for the one that Tsukune calls 'mate'. We will be...by your...side, ugh!" I rushed to Ura, begging him to tell me what was wrong. He straightened from the position he'd dropped to, one knee up, the other on the ground, and smiled. His eyes had stopped glowing, though they still remained scarlet, and his claws had sheathed themselves. "Nothing, Mizore-Dono."

"It's just that the Holy Lock is trying to force me away, but I still have a few things to say. First, that I am glad that I got this chance to meet you. Second, Tsukune has begun the transition to full-vampire, and he will need a strong, brave woman near him. I would like that to be you. That is all I have time for. Farewell." With those parting words, Ura-kun faded away, to be replaced by Omote-Tsukune, familiar brown hair and all. He stood still for a few seconds, and then, like a falling tree, he sagged, fell to his knees, bent over, and I dived to catch him. He lay as one dead, still in my arms. He did not appear to be breathing...

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