Sunday School

Moka cried into her pillow, clutching it tightly as her body was racked by sobs. It was pathetic, as her inner voice had told her numerous times already, to cry like that over one human boy. But she could not help it. She really liked him and things had been going so well. To have it all swept out from under her like that had hit her deep.

She looked at her phone, half-expecting Tsukune to call her and wonder where she was. It was two o'clock in the morning though, and she knew he was sound asleep. If he happened to drop by her house, he would find the letter he had left him. She wanted to text him and explain everything, but she felt a handwritten letter would be better.

Calling him now would be a mistake. She didn't trust herself to speak to him directly about what was happening and why she had to leave so abruptly. There was so much to tell, so much to explain, and she couldn't do that on the phone. She couldn't even do it through the letter she wrote - the letter simply told him that something urgent came up and that she had to go. Furthermore, it told him to meet her after school on Monday at the park where she had run off to on the first day of school.

"It's a mistake going back there so soon," her inner self spoke up as she became aware of her thoughts. "If father finds out..."

"He won't," Moka replied firmly, squeezing the pillow against her.

"But if he does, the punishment will no doubt be severe. He might even kill Tsukune. This is very risky."

"He wouldn't." Moka paled at the thought, slowly regaining composure as the sobs returned less frequently and her tears slowed.

"You know he would, if it meant keeping you from returning there after being explicitly told that you must remain in the monster world."

Her inner self was making too much sense, and she didn't like it. Her whole situation was unfair, and she had half a mind to fight against everyone trying to control her, but she had obeyed. Now all she wanted was to at least explain to Tsukune, to let him know that she did not leave because she wanted to, but because she was made to against her wishes. She wanted to let him know that she still wanted to be his friend, because he was her first friend and that truly meant something to her.

"Are you seriously going to tell him everything? That we're vampires? You know what that might lead to."

Moka tried not to think about it, finally giving in to the exhaustion that crept into her bones and shut her moist eyes.

-xxxxxx-

"Sir, repeat that name again please?" said the police officer, typing into the computer the name that Tsukune spelled out to him. Slower this time around. The officer deliberately typed each letter once to make sure he got it right.

When they got to the local police station and explained their situation to the front desk, the officer at the front desk directed them to the Missing Persons desk, where they now were. There was a nameplate on his desk that read, Lt. Mano Kajiwara, as well as a smaller one pinned to his uniform over his left breast that simply read, Kajiwara.

Lieutenant Mano Kajiwara looked very puzzled and shook his head as an error message popped up on his screen again. Turning to the three teens and adult that stood in front of his desk, he frowned.

"I'm sorry, but that name isn't coming up in our records," he said apologetically. "There's no file for a Moka Akashiya on any of our databases."

Tsukune looked to his friends in confusion. "That can't be. I mean, that's the name she used at school."

"Perhaps she has a different last name than what she used for the school file, which is entirely possible," offered the policeman with a shrug. "Either way, I can't contact her family, but we'll send out a notice for all officers to keep a lookout if you can give us a description. And we'll send someone over to her house as well to look it over."

Sighing in resignation, he nodded and proceeded to describe Moka to him as well as giving him her address and his cellphone number in case they turn up anything.

The officer thanked him for reporting the incident and then apologized, "Sorry I can't do much more, kid. We'll do our best, I promise."

"Thank you officer." Tsukune and the others walked back to the car in silence, feeling defeated.

Saito scratched his chin and said what they were all thinking, "Don't you find it weird that her name didn't come up in the police databases?"

"Yes, that's very strange indeed. You heard the officer though, it's possible that she simply used a different name at school," commented Ramsey as they all got into the car. "So, where to now?"

Tsukune thought for a moment, what Ramsey just said giving him an idea. "Let's go to the school."

Both Rocca and Saito expressed their surprise at that as Ramsey started the car and began maneuvering out of the precinct parking lot.

"Huh? We're going where?" said Saito at the same time that Rocca asked, "Why are we going to the school?"

"We need to check out Moka's school file," explained Tsukune, "It might have her real name-"

Rocca cut him off as he realized something, "And it might have contact information for her family! You're right. Good call, Tsukune."

"Thanks. I hope the info we need is in that file," he replied, noting that Saito was suddenly quiet.

When they got to the school, it being a Sunday, the gates were closed shut. The fence was too high to climb and there was a guard at the gate so trying to break in through there was a no-go. Asking him would prove fruitless since he undoubtedly would not let them in. His job description for the weekends after all was to keep the place secure. No one in or out other than faculty, and it was rare for faculty to come in to school on a Sunday anyway.

"Well, there goes that idea," Rocca lamented about their plan to get to Moka's school file.

"Isn't there any other way inside?" asked Tsukune as he stared at the tall iron gates that barred their way. Attempting to get to her file during school time would be extremely difficult with all the students and faculty around, plus the fact that the more time they wasted the less likely it was that he might find her. That's what he told himself anyway, and it gave him a sense of urgency that he felt was warranted for the situation.

Saito finally stirred, as if coming out of a deep internal deliberation. "I know a way around back. We'll have to get there by foot though, so ditch the car."

Ramsey said, "I'll stay with the car and park across the street. Try not to get caught, okay?"

-xxxxxx-

Moka searched high and low the next day, practically ransacking her room in search of her cellular phone and she was yet again on the verge of tears. She remembered putting it on her dresser at some point, but it was not there when she went to get it later on. After the fifth time of searching her room thoroughly, she decided that one of her sister's must have taken it as a cruel joke. She had been there less than twenty-four hours and already her family was giving her trouble.

"Ugh..." she said in frustration. "Who could have taken it?"

"My guess? Akua," her inner self chimed knowingly, "Although Kokoa could have taken it too."

"Probably... Well, might as well confront them."

No sooner had she opened the door that she came face to face with Kokoa, the youngest of the four Shuzen girls and half her height, who stood there with her hands behind her looking so innocent.

"Hey big sis!" she exclaimed in greeting, her cute little smile displaying straight, white teeth. "What took you so long to come back?"

Moka put on a big smile, though she barely felt it since she was still feeling down, "Hi Kokoa! I've missed you."

"I've missed you more! But it's okay, you're back now. We can pick up where we left off!"

Moka lunged to the right, or more exactly her inner self managed to force her to do so, otherwise she would have been impaled upon a giant hammer with a spike at the end of it that came crashing down where she previously stood, punching a hole into the floor as thin cracks escaped outwards from the punctured floor.

"Kokoa wait! Stop! I'm not in the mood to play!" the pink-haired girl cried as she stumbled backwards, Kokoa stepping into view and lifting the giant spiked hammer with ease. It was twice as big as her and undoubtedly twice if not three times as heavy, but she barely showed any effort in handling it. She had a devilish and amused look in her eyes and her trademark mischievous grin. Before she could swing again, though, a slight cough at the doorway made her freeze, eyes widening as she recognized not only the cough, but the scent and presence of the one who had coughed.

Issa Shuzen spoke sternly to his youngest daughter, "Kokoa... what did I say about playing in your bedrooms?"

"Uhhhh..." was all Kokoa managed to say before Issa reached over and grabbed the spiked hammer from her, the little girl letting it slide through her fingers without any resistance. She looked down at the floor, her hands tucked behind her back.

"Now run along to your room. I'll deal with you later." His tone made it sound like if she went anywhere else besides her room at that moment, she would be in deeper trouble.

Kokoa cast a sideways glance at Moka before running off.

Issa rested the hammer over his right shoulder and "tsk'd" at the hole in the ground before looking over to Moka, who had stood up at that point. He beckoned her over with his free hand, "Come, Moka. We'll be visiting Yokai today. Hopefully you'll start tomorrow, but since classes have already begun they might make you wait until a more opportune time to enter."

-xxxxxx-

Tsukune looked up at the tree that Saito had pointed at and then looked back at his friend. "Are you kidding me? This is your plan! We have to climb that!?"

Saito raised an eyebrow at him and responded evenly, "Do you have any better ideas, mister Aono?"

"You have done this before, right?" Rocca asked, gulping as he too sized up the tree before them. He did not like his odds of making it over the fence by climbing this tree.

It was not too thick around, with ample lower branches, but it was the higher branches that gave the two pause. They seemed too far apart and too thin to properly support the weight of a human being. Not to mention the fact that they would have to shimmy across one of the longer branches that stretched over the fence.

Saito nodded. "Of course! I've snuck into the school many times before."

"You've snuck into school?" Rocca raised an eyebrow at him. "What for?"

"Uhh.. well... wait a minute, that doesn't matter right now. Let's focus, okay? What matters is that we get inside! So start climbing."

"You go ahead then!" Rocca exclaimed, clearly not wanting to be the first.

"Fine. Watch me and do exactly as I do," said Saito as he stretched a little in preparation for the climb.

He got a running start and kicked one foot forward on the trunk of the tree, helping to propel himself high enough to grab the lowest branch.

"Uh, I can't do that," Rocca pointed out nervously.

Saito skillfully climbed up the tree limbs, making sure his footing was secure before moving on to the next branch. Once he got about midway up, where the branches were farther apart, he hesitated for a second and then leaped to the closest higher branch, which was the branch that extended across the fence. It wobbled up and down as he grabbed it with both hands.

Rocca gulped. "Definitely don't think I can do that."

Lifting his lower body up, he made sure to grab the branch securely with both hands and he squeezed his legs around it as he began to slowly move down the branch and over the fence.

"I think I'll just go back to the car. You two can handle it, right?" Rocca looked at Tsukune, who had been carefully watching Saito the whole time to make sure he understood how to do it properly.

"That's probably not a bad idea."

The branch was bending a lot now and Tsukune could've sworn he heard the sound of wood cracking as Saito finally let go, clear over the fence, and landed in some bushes. He emerged, a little scraped up, but safe and he beamed at them. He said, "See? Not so bad!"

Rocca stood by the tree and looked at Tsukune expectantly.

"I thought you were going to the car?" asked Tsukune as he prepared to climb.

The chubby guy waved towards the tree, "I'll wait until you get over the fence. In case you fall, you know? Maybe I can catch you."

"You're going to catch me if I fall?" Tsukune repeated with a grin.

"Note that I said maybe."

Tsukune rolled his eyes, "Thanks. I feel a lot better now."

"You're welcome! Now up you go. Stop wasting time."

Getting a running start, Tsukune followed what Saito had done, jumping towards the tree and pushing up with an extended leg off of the bark. His hands extended upwards and clasped the rough low-lying branch, though this branch was thick and it barely registered the extra weight. He managed to pull himself up onto it and proceeded to climb up to the point where Saito had jumped, making sure to solidify his footing and balance before moving to the next branch.

"Hey! Not bad, Tsukune," Saito called out as he watched him climb.

Tsukune finally got to the jumping portion, and similar to Saito he hesitated, but this time for much longer. The jump definitely looked farther and more difficult from up here than it did from down there, and the possibility of missing it and dropping to the ground, or worse onto the fence, kept him from leaping.

"It may look far, but it's not that far. You can do it, Tsukune! Trust me," Saito told him from over the fence.

"And if you fall, I'll try and catch you," Rocca added.

"Shut your mouth, Rocca! You're not helping," Saito snapped at him.

Tsukune shook his head. He wasn't sure if he would be able to make the gap, but he needed to try. If he wanted to get closer to finding out where Moka had gone and how to get to her, he needed to take the leap. With a sudden roar he launched himself towards the far branch, arms outstretched.

"YEAH! Way to go, Tsukune!" both Saito and Rocca exclaimed as he managed to grab onto the higher branch with both hands.

His blood was pounding at his temples and his breathing was quick, a slight sweat forming on his brow, but he smiled. He had done it. Copying Saito's movements, he started to move across the branch, when there was a cracking sound that came from the tree, the branch buckling slightly. Tsukune gripped the wood tightly, suddenly fearful. Another cracking sound, the branch was starting to bend a lot more.

"Don't just stay there! MOVE YOUR ASS TSUKUNE!" yelled Saito, realizing what was happening and getting very worried.

Tsukune obeyed, moving his feet and arms as quickly as he could. And then without warning the branch simply gave and broke off.

-xxxxxx-

Moka endured another silent car ride with her father, watching the scenery pass by once again. There was no fog this time around, the sun shining high above and illuminating everything. The heavily tinted windows minimized the sunlight that entered the car. Not that sunlight was a problem for vampires, much to the disappointment of humans if they ever found out.

No one was really sure when that myth started about vampires being weakened and possibly even killed by sunlight, but it was a myth that the vampires tolerated because it helped to dispel the reality of their existence. And even for those people who believed they existed, the myth still allowed for vampires to operate freely during the day.

Darkness engulfed the limo once more as it sped through the dimensional tunnel, emerging some time later at the top of some rocky bluffs looking over a blood red sea. There was a scarecrow with a pumpkin head to the right of the tunnel entrance made of a six foot tall wooden cross with the pumpkin placed at the top and a torn up school uniform draped over the horizontal section. At either end of that horizontal section were white gloves, strangely clean even having been out in the elements for who knew how long.

The body of the scarecrow was a rectangular sign set up longways vertically, and it read: Private School - Yokai Academy.

Somewhat menacingly, a dead oak tree hovered over the scarecrow, the holes on its bark making it appear as if it had a face. She wondered if it was indeed alive, perhaps some defensive guardian in case this dimension ever got attacked.

She had never been to Yokai Academy before, so she was actually curious to see what it looked like. Even though she did not want to go, it was still a magical place that she had heard about where all monsters of various classes and races were brought together and educated.

They turned and entered into a creepy-looking and dead forest, which slowly turned into a livelier and more colorful forest. Eventually, the limo came to a stop, and Moka could see up ahead the grand gates of Yoka Academy, and the magnificent gothic-style school itself that rose up behind it.

The door opened, Grok standing by it, much to the surprise of the pink-haired Moka.

"We walk from here, Moka," her father told her.

She gave a nod and stepped out, followed closely by her father. He brushed off some dirt from his original 18th century suit, a black, gold, and red piece of fine tailoring and walked ahead, his black cloak billowing behind him.

There were a few students about and it was safe to assume that their attention was focused solely on the newcomers. Not only because they arrived in a limo, but because her father was a commanding figure who radiated power, and it was difficult not to notice him. Moka would even go so far as to say it was impossible not to notice him unless he was in the company of the other elders.

They wound their way through the school and eventually reached the headmaster's office, where they were let in to see him immediately.

The headmaster was shorter than Issa and a little shorter than Moka even, though he too exuded great power beneath his voluminous white robes. Around his neck hung a simple white rosary that blended into his white robes. His face was hidden beneath a great white hood and only his eyes and the lower part of his chin could be seen. Those eyes glowed with an ethereal power and they seemed almost like the headlights of a car emerging from a dark tunnel.

"Ah, Lord Shuzen, good to see you," he greeted, extending his hand as the two of them shook.

"Mikogami, my old friend. It has been a while, hasn't it?" replied the vampire lord, thinking for a moment. "I'd say a few decades at least."

"Perhaps," said the white-robed figure with gleaming eyes, "I care little for the passage of time, as you know." They both chuckled, and then the headmaster turned to look at Moka.

She could feel him sizing her up, his glowing eyes seemingly penetrating into her soul. She shivered ever so slightly, holding his gaze.

"This must be your beloved daughter," Mikogami stated.

Moka half-bowed out of respect. "I am Moka Akashiya, Headmaster Mikogami. Pleased to meet you," she said formally.

"And I, you." The headmaster turned to the vampire lord, "Well, Issa, she is quite strong. Even with her powers sealed I can feel her true form. A testament to the Shuzen and Akashiya bloodlines, no doubt."

Issa bowed his head, accepting the praise with a smile.

Mikogami continued, "She is of course most welcome here at Yokai, and she can start whenever she wishes. All I ask is that you give me warning so that there can be a room prepared and her teachers can be informed of her arrival."

Issa nodded in satisfaction. "Excellent. Thank you, Tenmei." Turning to his daughter he said, "Moka, would you please wait outside for a moment my dear? I would like a word with the headmaster in private."

"Of course, father." Moka bowed her head to both of them and left the office.

-xxxxxx-

Tsukune groaned. His body was stiff, his back, neck, and butt hurt, and he it was difficult to breathe. There was also a ringing in his ears that slowly gave way to the voices of his friends.

"Tsukune! Come on, man wake up!"

"There, he's moving."

"That's it! Get back to us, Tsukune."

"Come on buddy."

Opening his eyes, he noted that he was on the ground close to the fence. Crouched over him was Saito, who had a worried expression on his face that slowly turned into relief when he noticed that Tsukune was moving around and conscious.

Outside the fence sat Rocca, also with a concerned and horrified expression that gave way to joy and relief.

Saito asked, "How are you feeling? Anything broken?"

Tsukune thought about that for a moment as he moved his arms and then his legs. He could wiggle his fingers and his toes too. No. Nothing felt broken. In truth, the pain he initially felt was already subsiding to a dull ache.

"I... I think I'm fine... just... a little out of breath..." he said with a voice barely louder than a whisper.

"Thank goodness you're okay," Rocca breathed, "I seriously thought you were dead. I mean, one second you were moving across the branch, the next you were falling and we started screaming and oh man... I need to calm down."

Saito gripped Tsukune's shoulder. "Yeah, you had us worried there. I was about to go and get the guard... whoa, take it easy there. You fell pretty hard and pretty far," he said when Tsukune slowly, with some effort, sat up.

Tsukune waved him off, "I'm fine. Really. I just need to catch my breath. Everything aches, but it isn't so bad."

Standing up, Rocca said, "Okay. I'm heading back to the car. You have my cell if you need to reach me."

After about another minute, Saito helped Tsukune to his feet, making sure to stand close by in case he needed support. Initially feeling wobbly, he quickly felt better and got his balance.

"Thanks," he said to Saito, who was shaking his head, causing Tsukune to give him a questioning look.

"You know what this means, right?"

Tsukune shook his head. "No. What?"

"It means your fat."

A shove in the shoulder and they were off to walk towards the rear entrance of the school, walking past the outdoor basketball and tennis courts as well as the soccer field on the way there.

"So, how do we get in?" Tsukune asked as they neared the rear doors of the main school building.

Saito grinned, "Easy. We walk right in. The doors are unlocked."

"Really? That simple?"

"They don't have a need to lock the doors since the fence, the gate, and the guards up front deter anyone from attempting to get in. Not that there are a lot of people itching to get into school during the weekend, but, you know."

Tsukune was relieved that they would not have to attempt any more crazy stunts to get in. "Well that makes it easy."

Sure enough, Saito pulled on the doors and they swung open without a hitch. They wandered through the eerily empty hallways of the school, noting how much colder it was compared to outside. Tsukune shivered as he passed under an air conditioning vent, the AC apparently still running even on the weekends.

"Hey Saito."

"Yeah?"

"You know an awful lot about the school during the weekends."

Saito had his hands in his pockets, but otherwise he did not look as cold as Tsukune felt. He mumbled some reply that Tsukune didn't understand at all.

"What was that you said?" he asked him.

Saito glanced at him almost ashamedly, "I've had to come in during the weekends sometimes, when I'm not caught up on my school work."

"But then why sneak in if it's an official thing?"

The athlete let out a long sigh, looking down at the ground as they walked along. "Sometimes I sneak in here during the weekends to use the gym too, and that's not an official thing."

Making their way to the main office, located up front, they walked in without any trouble and headed for the registrar's office. That door was, unfortunately for them, locked tight.

"Damn it. It's locked. You don't happen to know how to pick a lock, do you?" Saito asked as he tried to turn the doorknob, only able to jiggle it a little as the lock held.

"Unfortunately not," responded Tsukune, trying the door himself as if by his touch the thing would miraculously open.

Saito sighed, "So what do we do? I could break down the door maybe?"

Tsukune was against that idea. "No, we can't make it obvious that someone broke in. That'll raise too much attention and maybe even suspicion. I'd like to get in without causing any unnecessary trouble."

"I guess that makes sense. But... now we're stuck."

Tsukune thought for a moment. What they needed was a key. Without one their only other option would be to break the door down, and that was for him out of the question. So who would have keys to the registrar's office besides the registrar?

"Do you know where the janitor's office is?" Tsukune turned to Saito, who nodded.

"Yeah, I can get there. I don't think it's open though."

Tsukune shrugged, "It's worth a shot. If it happens to be open, look for the registrar's office key, or even a master key if you happen to find one."

Saito walked off, mumbling, "I hope the keys are labeled."

In the meantime, Tsukune decided he would check to see if the principal's office was open. The only other person he could think of who might have the master key or sets of keys to the school would be the principal.

Winding his way around the tight corridors of the main office, he stopped in front of a large blue door with the word, PRINCIPAL, engraved into a wooden nameplate that hung on the door. Trying the door, he couldn't help but smile when it offered no resistance and opened easily.

A corner room, the principal's office was dark thanks to the thick blinds that were drawn over the two large windows on perpendicular walls. Finding the light switch, he flicked on the lights and made his way around the solid, wooden desk that sat in the center of the space. Rummaging through all the open drawers - some were locked - he tried to look for the master key or the key to the registrar's office.

On the very bottom drawer, he reached for the back where he imagined someone might stash a hidden key, and sure enough his hand bumped into cold metal and the jingling of keys could be heard for a split second.

"Jackpot," he whispered with a toothy smile.

He made his way back to the registrar's office, noticing that Saito was not back yet. His friend must have found the door open. Not that it mattered since he could get in now with the principal's keys. Sifting through the collection, he found the one he wanted and inserted it firmly into the lock. Taking a breath, he twisted the key and heard the click of the lock disengaging.

A moment later and he sat down in front of the registrar's computer, where as luck would have it the registrar had not logged off. Most likely that was because the registrar didn't think anyone wanted to get into her office or even could get all the way to her office.

Navigating the registrar program, he searched for 'Moka' as a first name, since he could not trust that Akashiya was the name used in her file. The program pinged, a notice indicating 1 match had been found.

Tsukune clicked on it.

-xxxxxx-

"I want you to enroll starting tomorrow, so make sure your things are ready," said Lord Issa Shuzen as he emerged from the headmaster's office with an unreadable expression.

Moka was quick to reply in as steady a voice as she could muster, "Father, I was hoping I might take tomorrow to... come to terms with my new situation. If I may, I'd like to enroll starting Tuesday instead."

Issa was silent as they retraced their steps through the halls of Yokai Academy, footsteps echoing through the mostly empty building. He thankfully nodded after a while, fully aware that his daughter had spent more hours crying than anything else since she had returned to the Shuzen castle. "Very well. Grok will take you to Yokai on Tuesday."

"Thank you, father." A small and sorely needed victory.

-xxxxxx-

Moka Akashiya Shuzen

Tsukune stared at the screen. Shuzen was her legal last name, according to the file, and her only listed relative is a father named Issa Shuzen. There was only a phone number given as contact information. He reread her name a few more times. Something about the Shuzen name rang familiar to him.

His phone started ringing, buzzing in his right pants pocket, and he fumbled for it and flipped it open. It was Rocca.

"Are you guys okay? Were you able to find her file? I can't seem to reach Saito," asked Rocca, the worry in his voice evident.

"That's strange, I'll try and find him. Anyway, yeah I'm looking at the file right now, Rocca. Her last name is actually Shuzen."

"Shuzen... as in the Shuzen family? With an 's'?"

Tsukune shrugged, then realized that his friend couldn't see him. "I don't know. Is there only one?"

"Well, there's only one prominent one. Does it list any relatives?"

"Yeah, her father. Issa Shuzen."

"You're kidding me."

"Nope. I-S-S-A Shuzen."

The response was immediate. "Holy shit."

Tsukune was now worried. It sounded like that was a bad thing. "What is it? Is that a problem?"

"No, it's just... That guy is one of the wealthiest people in the world, Tsukune. He's like an... ultra billionaire. And even more ultra reclusive," Rocca informed him, both of them shocked and in awe. "Few people see him in private, even fewer still in public."

"Whoa..." was all Tsukune managed to say. Moka was a billionaire? That explained a lot about how she was able to live out here on her own and to have such a nice place too. "How do you know about the Shuzen family anyway?"

"My parents' bank works closely with some of the companies that the Shuzens own, and some of them are even their biggest clients ."]

"Well, this is unexpected, but good news nonetheless since that means we at least have an idea of how we might go about tracking her down," Tsukune said, happy that they had made some progress.

"That also means that, should Moka end up kidnapped or something... well, he has the resources to literally move heaven and earth to find her," added Rocca. That was indeed a comforting thought, should this turn into a worst case scenario.

His phone began to vibrate, indicating that someone else was calling him. Pulling the phone away for a second, he checked to see who was calling him.

Saito

Tsukune got back on the phone and spoke quickly to Rocca, "Hey man, Saito's calling me. I'll see you out there as soon as I meet up with him."

"Okay. Try not to kill yourself getting out!" was the last thing Rocca said before Tsukune switched over and answered Saito's call.

"Where the heck are you slowpoke? Got lost? I found a key and am in already. Get your butt over to the main office," Tsukune said lightheartedly and with a small smile. The reply he got wiped the smile off of his face and very nearly made him drop his phone.

"I think you need to get your butt over here, Tsukune Aono. Your friend is... well, let's just say he's lost a lot of blood," replied a chillingly familiar, sultry voice. "See you soon."

Author's notes: You didn't expect that, did you? Muahahahaha