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

L.T: zzzzz….zzzzzzzzz…hmmm, need more cake… oh, wait, the story! Eeheehee… yeah, you caught me napping, didn't you? It's all the coursework I've been doing recently. I started a new college course, and I'm struggling a little. Ah well, you didn't come here to listen to this author whine like a spoiled bitch, you came here to read some lovely lemony smut, and you will not be disappointed! This chapter, will Mizore keep Tsukune as hers? Will Kurumu take revenge? Will I ever stop asking silly questions? Find out the answers to all these problems (except the last one) inside!

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As Tsukune and I approached the Paradise Portal, he pulled a familiar leathern whip from a pouch around his waist. "Is that Belmont?" I asked. "Yeah, The Headmaster let me borrow it, as long as I don't let Moka get her paws on it again, especially after what happened last time…" He tailed off, and I shuddered. The dead end wall ahead of us suddenly flexed, as though something was pushing the surface of the stone outwards, then snapped back into place with a strained twang. A rip appeared, widened to a metre across, and then lengthened down until it touched the floor. Tsukune reached out, and placed his hand upon the surface, then looked over his shoulder at me. "Well, come on, Mizore. The Portal won't hold for much longer." I hurried up and placed my hand next to Tsukune's and felt a…tugging, as though someone had stuck a hook into my chest and was pulling me into the Portal. Reaching out, I felt for Tsukune's free hand, but he was already gone. As I heaved one final breath, the world twisted around me, and the Portal to Paradise hoovered me up and I knew no more….

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I opened my eyes, and closed them with a soft whimper. My head ached violently, and my chest felt heavy, as if I'd been punched by a troll. I lay for a few minutes, cracking my lids open a little more every couple of seconds, until I could stand the brightness. When I could open them fully, I looked down at my breasts, and saw that; 1, I had Tsukune's head lying on my chest, and 2, we were both totally naked, apart from our underwear.

Tsukune's eyes flickered open. "Uuuuh that never gets any easier…"he groaned, then turned his head and saw me. "Mizore? What's going on? And why are…you…naked?" pausing, he looked down at himself, and let out a scream. "GYAAAAAAHH! NOT A-FREAKIN'-GAIN!"

Scrambling up, he made to flee, but I caught his arm and pulled him back. "Wait a second. I found our clothes over here. Stop dancing and put them on." Not that I mind seeing you in your skivvies, I though lustfully, then shook my head and dressed hurriedly. Tsukune looked around, then picked up Belmont and wrapped it around his right wrist, over the Holy Lock. In a surge of dark light, Omote-Tsukune flickered away, to be replaced with Ura-Tsukune.

I focussed my Yokai and unleashed my own power, turning my hair into an icy crown, and my hands into long, freezing ice claws. Ura-kun crouched, growling, "Get ready, I sense danger." As he finished speaking, a loud series of crashing, breaking impacts, close by and nearing fast, resounded through the clear air. A second later, a beast that looked like a three-tailed lion, but the size of a carthorse, with two sabre teeth, a huge furry ruff that crackled in the warm wind, and four claws on each paw that made mine look like toothpicks, so long and sharp were they. It was as black as pitch, and its gleaming red eyes focussed on us. I swallowed "Rrrrrrrr…."Ura growled low in his throat. "I was hoping it wouldn't be one of those…" I asked quietly, "Um, Ura-kun? What is that thing?" He didn't take his eyes off it as he replied, "A Kurobyakko." I froze. The mountains near my home were full of byakko, but none were as large as this, and they were always white. Ura continued, "They're called 'kurobyakko' because their fur changes colour when a powerful spirit, a bakaneko, possesses them. A kurobyakko has both sets of powers, but goes insane due to mental strain, rampaging until it either dies, or is killed. Once it sees a target, it will not stop until it has killed or been slain."

Tensing, the kurobyakko made no sound, lashing its triple tails angrily, and then it moved. I'd never seen anything so fast, despite its size. As it sped straight at me, Ura lunged, and put a long, shallow cut in its shoulder. The beast checked, then charged after the one who had injured it, finally making sounds, but all that came from its sabre maw was a curious, low howl. Tsukune kept dodging its swipes, and I raised both my claws, muttered something under my breath, and the claws melted, becoming two short, fat tubes… gun barrels. "TWIN ICE CANNON FUSILLADE!" and my arms quivered as I opened fire. Ice bullets the size of bricks volleyed from the muzzles of my twin cannons, striking hard against the kurobyakko's flank, and it yelped, limping round to face me, then lunging after me as I ran, still strafing it with more hammer-blow shots. Tsukune stared at me, and then grinned wolfishly, exposing his fangs. With a howl like a damned soul, the human-turned-vampire that I loved with all my heart, bounded into the air, and brought his clawed left hand down on the beast, calling, "STEEL TALON, PIERCING FALCON!"

The kurobyakko took Ura's attack in the side, slamming off its feet and into a large rock, which shattered into dust. In a minute, however, the thing was struggling back onto its paws, shaking its huge head and glaring at us though a single crimson eye. The other was closed, with a trickle of white blood trickling around the jagged spike of rock, protruding between the lids. Howling in rage and pain, the kurobyakko pounced, swatting Tsukune out of the way with a single swipe of a massive paw. Blood spattered the ground as Tsukune landed, and his face turned to me. I gasped. Both of Tsukune's eyes… had been put out. He was blind.

"TSUKUUUUUNNNNEEEE!"I screamed. Turning on the kurobyakko, I howled out, "KORO NO KAMA WATASHI NO TE NI KURU!" with a burst of light, my right arm was coated in ice, curving around into a huge scythe blade, starting at my elbow. I flexed my new bladed arm, and called on another power. "KOR NO SEIREI NO YOROI!" As before, a blast of light surrounded me, and I was surrounded by a feeling of warmth and strength that filled me completely. The armour I had summoned was a cuirass of pale metal, gleaming in the faint rays of the sun. The pauldrons covered my shoulder, extending outwards like wings. A pair of armoured shorts encased my upper legs, and on my left hand, a gauntlet of burnished, blood-red steel shimmered. I fell to on knee, and then stood proud as a helmet covered my head, leaving my vision unimpaired, but not letting harm come to my face. The helmet was a featureless piece of mythril, polished to a high sheen, with only a T-shaped slit in the visor. I saw Tsukune raising his hand from where he lay on the floor, but he was unable to see his target. I closed my eyes, and then opened them as the fire of my love burned through me, and time…slowed…

I sped forward, faster than I could ever have hoped to run, but the lion monster seemed sluggish. I lashed out with my scythe-arm, and heard a long, garbled howl burble slowly through the air. I heard Ura's mind voice, clear in my head. "Mizore, get that creature to howl again, and I can finish it." His mental voice was weak, but steady, and filled with pride. I nodded, then blurred into action again, striking the kurobyakko in the ribs with my gauntlet, and then opening a deep, bloody gash on its cheek, chipping one of the great sabre teeth. As the creature opened its giant mouth, I stabbed my gauntlet claws into its tongue, and ripped it out at the roots. A wail of anguish so vile that I fell to my knees skewered the sky. Tsukune roared, "BLACK MOON-PIERCING SPEAR!"

A beam of darkness coalesced at his open palm, he aimed at the creature, and I crouched at his side, holding his wrist, both helping him aim and sharing my power with him. The ball of dark light, so black it seemed to draw in all other light, erupted outwards in a tightly-narrowed beam, which struck the kurobyakko in the chest and rived it to the heart. It screamed once, and then ruptured into a mist of white blood and fur, utterly vaporised. I knelt at Tsukune's side, my armour vanishing, as I cradled his ruined face in my hands. Tears fell onto his blood-stained sockets, and he reached up, gently feeling for me, until his hand found my cheek. "Mizore…" he whispered, as Belmont fell from his wrist and he took on Omote-Tsukune's form again. His eyes, however, did not change. The damage was too great. Tsukune would never again see. I held his hand as it caressed my tear-sodden cheek, and them it fell limp, as Tsukune collapsed into a sleep that helped him forget his pain. I stood. It was time I made a deal. On the other side of the clearing that had formed while we battled, I knelt, scribbled a pentacle on the dirt, and stood in the centre of it. Opening my mouth, I felt words that I barely recalled spilling from my lips. My mother had told me that, should the day come when I needed aid more than ever before, I must recite these words, and listen to the bargain I was offered. My chant ended, I knelt in the centre of the magic circle and waited. I did not have long to wait. A cold wind blew up, swirling from nowhere, carrying snowflakes in its embrace. The snow formed a tower, as tall as me, then a foot taller still. It then compressed, and took on the shape of a beautiful woman. She had long, dark hair, plump, pink lips, pale skin that shimmered faintly with otherworldly light. She was absolutely naked. "Greetings, Mizore Shirayuki, daughter of the snows… why have you called me?" Shiva, goddess of ice, snow, and the tundra, asked. "I called you, and I apologise, but I humbly beg your assistance. My love lies beyond, blinded by a foul beast. I ask that you heal him, and restore his sight." Shiva tilted her head on one side. "And if I do? What will you give me in return?" I swallowed. "Anything, even my life, as long as my Tsukune is whole and healed again." Shiva smiled. It was not a pleasant sight. Her smile was like brittle ice, ready to crack at the slightest touch. "Hmm-hmm-hmm… well, you are most foolish, but I will heal him, as you desire…" Shiva glided over to Tsukune, her feet barely brushing the ground. Kneeling at his side, she reached up, dug her nails into the corner of her left eye, and prised it free. She leaned over and inserted the eye into Tsukune's left socket, and then performed the same operation on his right, giving him her eyes so that he might see. Standing up and returning to the circle, she bowed. "It is done, Mizore. Now, about my reward… I want some of you." I trembled, but created an ice kunai, and asked, "Will a hand be enough?" Stunned, Shiva tried to stare at me, and then burst into peals of laughter, which sound like a howling blizzard. "No, No, Mizore. I don't want flesh or blood… I want to taste…other parts of you…" she said as she drifted closer, her icy hand brushing against my front, down between my legs.

I gasped in shock, but pulled off my shorts and panties. Taking her hand, I slid it between my legs, Shiva's cold finger brushing my slit. "This gift of my body I give, to honour the pact we hold." I answered. Shiva's smile widened, and she bent down, and draaaagged her silky, frozen tongue up the length of my pussy, and I squealed. It felt so good! With long, slow, leisurely stokes, she brushed my clit, sending bolts of pleasure slamming into my brain. I clenched my knees around her head and screamed as she slathered my virgin cunt with her mouth, sucking and licking like I was an ice cream. "Aaaah, aaah, aaaah!" I moaned, I couldn't take any more, I was…I was-

"KYAAAAAAAHHAAAAAAAH!" I wailed, and spilled my love juices into Shiva's waiting throat. She disappeared as I collapsed, my shorts and panties reforming on my lower body, and I crawled next to Tsukune, curling up beside him, and lay, waiting for him to wake…

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