I finally got this chapter updated. It's funny how much time I got on my hands.
I like this chapter, mostly because Mizore is my favorite character.
I should update soon. See ya.
It had been three months since Kurai woke up from his coma, and five months since the last time he or anyone in the Newspaper club got in a fight. Kurai wasn't used to the peace and quiet, he would sometimes stand guard at night. But with the upcoming early finals, and spring break approaching, Kurai had other things to worry about. Right now, he was in his room. Writing in a leather journal he recently bought from the school store:
Journal entry #1
The last few months have been a weird one. Ever since I woke up from my coma, no one has tried to attack anyone in the Newspaper Club. The last being Ginei Morioka. He's actually a pretty cool guy, when he's not acting like a perverted jackass.
Everyone thinks the reason behind the no attacks is because of my powers, and how it scares everyone. I wouldn't blame them. Sometimes, I can't even look at the mirror without punching the reflection. I feel like I'm starting to lose my sanity. And I don't want a repeat of the last time I went insane.
What weirds me out is the new hellhound form that I somehow obtained while fighting Ginei. Even I didn't know I could turn into that. If it wasn't for Inner Moka, I would've done something I was going to regret. I finally learned how to control myself in that form.
The only thing that's keeping me from going insane, are my friends. Tsukune, both Mokas, Yukari, Kurumu, and even Ginei. But sometimes, the more I'm around them, the more I fear I'll just end up hurting them in the end.
The headaches have gotten worse, and the nightmares have become way worse. The lack of dead animals have become a concern, and I had to resort to killing them myself, just so I can feed. It's only a matter of time before things get out of line. And I end up losing everything, just like last time.
Kurai had finished writing and left for a morning newspaper distribution.
The Newspaper club had sent out editions since Gin managed to stay behaved. Having his butt handed to him by Kurai and Moka, not to mention several VERY pissed off girls finishing the job helped changed his attitude. With everyone on board, the Newspaper Club managed to start actually making newspapers, much to Ms. Nekonome's delight.
"Well, hopefully we'll do as well as we did before," Tsukune sighed to himself. Truthfully, he knew why they sold so many papers. Most of their customers were boys who wanted to talk to Moka or Kurumu.
Snapping out of his thought, Tsukune felt a chill run down his spine. Looking around, he didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Deciding to ignore it, Tsukune rubbed his arms to try to get some warmth on them.
As Tsukune continued walking, he didn't notice someone stepping out from behind a tree.
Before school started the next day, the Newspaper Club was out in front selling the latest issue of the Yokai Academy Newspaper. With Kurumu and Moka helping to sell the papers, the boys fought over to buy copies from the two hottest girls in Yokai Academy.
"Wow, we sold out!" exclaimed Moka in amazement.
"I'm just glad that we can call it a day." Tsukune said, wiping the sweat from his brow. The work wasn't what had him glad it was over, but the three girls that were all over him and the jealous guys that wanted nothing more than to beat the living daylights out of him.
"Hey, where's Gin?" Yukari asked, looking around for the older student.
"I don't know." Kurumu answered in an annoyed voice. "He was here a while back, but left to do the only thing he's actually good at."
Kurai let out a sigh. "You think he'd learn his lesson after everything we put him through to keep him from taking those pictures."
The girls just nodded their heads in agreement and began helping Tsukune pack everything up.
Yukari set to work with boxes while Kurumu and Moka went through the paperwork that they brought with them to keep track of numbers. Tsukune took the task of folding up the table that they had brought out to help them.
"You know, this was our first big sell in a while now. We could celebrate with a big party on it." Moka told the other as they worked.
"That sounds like a great idea!" Yukari cheered.
"Yahoohoo! Food and Drinks for everyone!" Kurumu cheered.
"Yeah, but no alcohol alright." Tsukune commented.
"I'm not making no promises." Kurai responded.
"You people are all buddy-buddy, aren't you?"
Suddenly, Tsukune felt another chill run down his spine. Looking up to who had spoken out, they all saw someone approaching. From first glance, the person approaching was an attractive girl with long purple hair. Her eyes were a pale blue, her skin was snow-white; which it was positively glowing. And a lollipop was sticking out of her mouth.
She was wearing a white sweater with long blue sleeves under a black tank top, the Yokai Academy girl's uniform skirt, with a belt wrapped and dangling around her left thigh, a yellow pendant around her neck, and she had purple striped stockings that went up to her thighs.
The girl stopped there, as she looked at all of them.
"You're all friends, eh? Truthfully, I don't really understand that."
Kurumu shot at a dirty look at her, "What'd you say?"
"Newspaper," the girl spoke softly, stepping up to Tsukune. "Is there anymore papers left?"
"Uh…" Tsukune blinked, but quickly came to his senses. Checking all his pockets, he managed to produce a copy of the newspaper. He was going to keep it for himself, but, this girl had asked for one.
"Just one. Here you go. It might be a little wrinkly though." He chuckled nervously.
The moment the girl had the paper in her hand she stepped incredibly close to Tsukune, looking him over. "So, you're the famous Tsukune Aono, huh?" she commented. She then removed the lollipop from her mouth and smiled at him. "You're cuter than I thought you'd be." she said.
A blush appeared on Tsukune's face. While he may have to deal with Moka, Kurumu, and Yukari being all over him he never did get used to it but was able to handle it better. Hearing something like that from a mysterious cute girl, was completely un-expected.
The mystery girl put the lollipop back in her mouth and turned to leave, but not before she waved her hand that was holding the paper at Tsukune. "Later." she said.
As Tsukune watched the girl leave, Moka came up beside him and looped her arms around one of his. Kurumu, Kurai, and Yukari stood next to them, as they all watched her walk away in silence.
Kurai broke the silence. "Who else is frightened by her?" They all raised their hands.
Tsukune, Moka, Kurumu, and Kurai were waiting for Miss Nekonome to finish roll call, when she stopped at one name;
"Mizore Shirayuki?" She called to the class. There was no response.
"Looks as if she's not here today." Ms. Nekonome moped.
The door suddenly slid open to reveal the mystery girl from earlier.
"What the hell is she doing here?" Kurai whispered under his breath.
"Sorry, I'm late." the girl apologized.
"Ah, Miss Shirayuki!" Miss Nekonome exclaimed with joy. "I'm glad you finally came. Please, take your seat." The girl bowed and went to her seat, which happened to be between Tsukune and Kurai.
"Great." Kurai slapped himself on the forehead.
"Class, this is Mizore Shirayuki. From circumstances before, she was ill so she couldn't come to school. I'm glad she's feeling better now." Miss Nekonome explained.
"I am." Mizore replied with a nod before looking over her shoulder at Tsukune. She gave him a small smile and wave, which Tsukune nervously returned to her.
"Now, as I was saying…" spoke Miss Nekonome as she started the lesson.
After their classes were over for the day, Kurumu, Moka, and Tsukune were meeting to celebrate being completely sold out, the Newspaper Club was going to host a party in their club room. Kurai still had P.E, Yukari was already out collecting party favors, and the three remaining members were talking details.
"So we'll meet up in the club room after we finish buying everything." Moka explained with a smile. "Is that okay?"
"Hey, Tsukune." Kurumu purred. "I'll bake something really special, just for you. You'd like that wouldn't you?" Kurumu's statement was punctuated by her pressing herself against Tsukune, making sure her breasts were pressed tightly against him.
"Kurumu! You're doing it again!" Moka shouted before she quickly grabbed the amorous succubus by the shoulder and began dragging her away.
"Hey! Wait! Hold on, I wasn't done!" Kurumu cried as she was dragged away.
Tsukune let out a sigh and rubbed the side of his neck. No matter how many times Kurumu did that it, he was still having a difficulty of dealing with the way she showed affection and he was sure that he might never get used to it.
Then all of a sudden he had the feeling that he was being watched. Turning around, he searched for any sign that someone was there. He found it when he spotted someone's shoulder sticking out from behind a pillar.
"Who's there?" Tsukune called out. After everything he's had to deal with since starting this school, something like this put him a bit on edge.
Things were silent for a while. After a few more seconds, the familiar form of Mizore Shirayuki poked her head out from the side of the pillar a friendly smile on her face.
"Hi." She greeted.
"Hey, Mizore. How are you?" He asked.
"I'm well." Mizore replied with a nod as she walked closer to Tsukune. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out the copy of the paper that Tsukune had given her earlier. "I read your article. As always, it was the best part of the paper."
"Thanks." Tsukune said with a smile. He had been slightly worried that no one liked his articles. He was mainly writing about some of his adventures since coming to Yokai Academy. He wasn't very experienced in journalism so he only wrote what he knew about. He also did current events which kept the interest of the student body. "You always read my articles?"
"Yes." Mizore answered her smile widening a bit. Reaching into her sweater, she pulled out a blue book with an ornate silver heart on the back and a white rabbit on the front. "Here."
"A scrapbook?" Tsukune asked.
Mizore nodded her head to confirm that Tsukune was right. "Even when I was away, I asked Miss Nekonome to send me copies of the School Newspaper." she explained as Tsukune took and opened the book. "I found your articles interesting, so I kept them in this scrapbook."
"Oh, thanks." Tsukune told her with a smile. "I'm glad somebody liked them."
Opening the book to see what articles Mizore had kept, Tsukunewas surprised to see that the she had written comments next to the articles. There were so many of them that Tsukune had some trouble reading them all. Some were pretty tiny so he wasn't sure what they were saying.
However, when he did read them, he paled a little as he read them:
What a caring and creative guy.
We're two halves of the same soul.
Mrs. Mizore Aono,
Mr. Tsukune Shirayuki.
He's a hero and a poet.
We were made for each other.
He wants a girl who's different from the rest.
"I made some comments of my own too," Mizore added.
Tsukune gulped at this, keeping quiet about the comments. However, his mind was screaming in bloody murder at this point.
'WHAT THE HELL? THIS ISN'T A SCRAPBOOK, IS SHE SOME KIND OF A STALKER!'
She began to smile gently as she drew a circle on the floor with her right foot.
"It's just that, well, you're always write your articles from an outsider's point of view, from the weak and helpless. I can really relate to that."
To Tsukune's surprise, Mizore almost seemed to glide over to him before she wrapped her arms snugly around one of his own and contentedly rested her head on his shoulder. Tsukune blushed at the contact. Mizore seemed to be a little cold, which Tsukune reasoned was why she was wearing a sweater over her uniform.
"I can't help but feel that our personalities and the way we think are the same," Mizore sighed contentedly, and looked to his eyes longingly. "You must be pretty lonely too. Trust me, I know exactly how that feels."
"I do feel lonely sometimes," Tsukune admitted. "I miss my family, and my cousin the most, but I don't feel it as often. I do remember how it feels, though."
"Then we do understand each other," Mizore smiled, as she nuzzled next to Tsukune. "That makes me so happy. Do you want to hang out? I know a nice place."
"Well…actually…" Tsukune hesitated. He still had to head to the party with Moka and the others. Still, he did have some spare time and he could use it to get to know Mizore better. She looked like she really wanted to be friends. "I guess…we could hang out for little while."
"Great," Mizore smiled. She began tugging Tsukune's arm so he could follow her. "This way. I'll show you where I like to spend my time."
Not too far from the classroom, Kurumu and Yukari had just finished an errand they had finished and had now stepped into the Main hall. Yukari was carrying plastic grocery bags, while Kurumu had with her a backpack, and a small plate with a cake on it. As they started to head for their kitchen area, they were going through a heated argument. Well, heated on one side, which was Kurumu's side, as Yukari was the calm one.
"And I saw him and the new girl. Together," the little witch explained as they walked to where their club was at.
Fuming on this info, Kurumu shot out, "Yukari! I...don't...want...To hear about it." For a moment, she calmed down a bit, as she huffed, "It's beyond me to understand why boys go after the stalking type."
"Speaking of which," Yukari stated as she placed the bags on the cutting table. "I heard a while ago when this year started, a stalker girl was going after one of the teachers. A sort of crush deal, I think. They said that he rebuffed her feelings, and all of a sudden… he was flash-frozen in a block of ice the next day."
After hearing that, the succubus teen shivered as she gulped, "Man, stalkers are creepy." but then she lit up again as she held out her cake with a wink. "But… these babies are certain to snare Tsukune's heart. This cake is laced with Love Potion 9 ½ ; when he eats them, he'll love me like crazy. Yahoohoo!"
Yukari just sighed as she shook her head slowly, crossing her arms as she turned away and whispered, "Sheesh. She's a lot scarier and more ruthless than any stalker."
Not noticed by the two, a shadowed figure walked in through the lobby, and headed up the stairs. And as that figure walked up, a small trail of puddles was left behind with every step the figure made as they made their trail to the next level of the building.
Unlike its sister woods , Lake Crystal was a sight of beauty well-preserved in its state. The trees and grass were well alive and green with life, teeming uncontrollably and growing all over. The river sparkled like mad as its untouched and non-polluted waters rippled with fish and life. It was the perfect place for kids to go fishing and have a summer party, or a spring swimming party. But for now, it was being used by two familiar teens for stone skipping, as Mizore skipped one stone that went nine times until it finally sunk into the water after the last skip.
"Hey! Did you see that, Tsukune?" Mizore pointed after skipping a stone across the lake. "It skipped 9 times." Tsukune applauded, returning the smile she was giving him. She then placed a pebble into his hand. "Now, you try," she said.
Gripping the pebble, Tsukune looked across the lake and tossed it, only for it to sink into the water. He sighed. He wasn't good at it, it seemed.
"Sorry, guess I'm not much of a pitcher," apologized Tsukune. He felt Mizore standing behind him, holding his wrists.
"It's all in the wrist, Tsukune," Mizore said as she pressed against him. "You just get it in a good throwing position, and then flick it in the wrist. Doesn't hurt to sway your hips."
He started to shiver a bit but he did was Mizore said when he threw it. It skipped about three times, which caused Mizore to cheer on him, as he smirked, "Alright." But then he remembered something. "Hey, Mizore, I'm really sorry to cut this short but I really got to go." She let go of his wrists and then he turned to see her frowning. "Mizore?"
"You want to go to that Buddy-Buddy club of yours? " questioned Mizore. "Or rather… you want to see that girl, don't you?"
"That girl?" Tsukune blinked. "Are you talking about Moka?"
She smiled placing a hand against his cheek, "But don't worry, I've taken care of her and soon you won't have to think about her ever again…"
Moka was in the club room, snacks and drinks on the table, sitting in a chair as she waited for Tsukune. "He's late," she mumbled. "Where could he be?"
She then heard the door slide open. Smiling, she looked up to see if it was her friends. "Tsukune?" Her smile fell when she saw that it was that girl in class. Mizore Shirayuki. "Shirayuki? But where's…"
"You can wait for him all day if you want to, he won't come, Moka Akashiya," said Mizore as she stalked towards Moka. "You are an eyesore."
Moka backed away in fear as she felt the temperature drop. "What's going on? What are you doing here?"
"I think it's better for Tsukune and I if you just…" She lunged forward and grabbed Moka's throat, squeezing tightly. She knocked her down and sat on top of her. Moka struggled to remove Mizore's cold grip from her throat. "Disappear."
"Wh-What's going on?" Moka thought as she began to feel her whole neck area go cold. Little did she know, but a small surface of ice began to freeze around her neck, and slowly crawl up her cheeks.
"What's with this girl? She's as cold as ice." However, she wasn't about to let this girl just strangle her like that. She balled up her left fist, and shouted, "St-STOP IT!" and smashed her fist across her face.
The spot where Moka had slugged her, shattered and was as ice. Her hair, even though was light violet, had suddenly turned as hard as ice and just as clear, even with the shattered end of her head. Clearly, this girl wasn't human at all, as Moka squeaked out weakly, "Wha… what are you…?"
"Sorry, but I'm not the real Mizore," 'Mizore' apologized soullessly. "Though you've got to admit, it's a pretty good likeness for an Ice doll."
Moka's gasp and wide eyes got even worse now as Mizore let her right hand loose. "Now, Moka Akashiya," her hand suddenly shape-shifted into an ice blade, big enough to plunge deep into her chest, as she aimed for where her heart was.
"…die quietly and just disappear from my sight. This way I can deliver my feelings to Tsukune quickly."
Moka closed her eyes, waiting for it to be over.
"Hey Snow Bitch?" A voice called from behind.
The Mizore puppet turned around, only to have her head shattered by a swinging blunt object.
The puppet released her grip on Moka and fell to the floor, where she shattered into even more pieces.
"What do you mean?" questioned Tsukune as he backed away from Mizore. "What did you do to Moka?"
"Nothing…yet," said Mizore dangerously. "But she's not going to be a problem anymore."
Suddenly, Tsukune was thrown onto the now iced up lake with much force and effort. He slid across the icy surface, spinning around on his side. He tried to claw himself to stop on the ice, but it was no good. He only stopped on the ice as he slammed into a tree trunk that was floating on the ice, but now frozen in place. He groggily got up, but slipped a few times, until he was finally able to get on his knee as he looked up, "What do you mean? what did you do with Moka?!"
"I told you, nothing… yet," Mizore calmly said dangerously, and slowly made her way onto the ice, walking on it with the grace of an angel, "But she won't be a problem for us any longer."
"She's my friend!" Tsukune shot out dangerously to her.
"I'm sorry, Tsukune, but you can't leave," Mizore said softly, "I can never let you leave me."
She walked along the white sheet of ice that was the lake, as suddenly, she began to transform. Large ice claws covered her hands while her hair seemed to turn to ice as well. An icy wind aura was all around her as she started to walk towards Tsukune, adding a slight mysterious side to her as she made her way to him.
"It won't due you any good to escape here," Mizore told him as he struggled back to his feet, "I'm guessing this is the first time you've seen a Snow Woman before.
Quick Monster Fact:
A Yuki-Onna (Snow Woman) is a female ice monster from Japan. They are A-Ranked, thanks to their control over ice, making them incredibly strong, except for their vulnerability and fear of heat. Out of all monsters, they have had the most interaction with humans over the years, due to the fact that they live in snow moutains and a large number of hikers and moutian climbers get lost around their homes. Of course, what happens to these individuals is a mystery. Some believe that Yuki-Onnas kidnap the boys or men that catch their fancy, and seduce them through sexual intercourse
Finally, Tsukune was able to get back up on his own two feet, when suddenly, ice shot around him, encompassing his feet holding him in place. Then suddenly, some of the ice around him, turned into copies of Mizore's upper torso, as the copies spoke to him, "I can even make copies of myself through the ice."
Suddenly, the ice began to slowly creep up him, slowly encompassing his legs. As this happened, Tsukune nearly started to lose feeling in his feet and legs, "This is not good!"
"Don't worry," Mizore smiled gently as she walked towards him, "It'll only hurt for a moment, then we can be together." as she strode to him, ice stalagmites began to from behind her with every step of the way. She then stood right in front of him; her gentle smile still present on her face.
"Tsukune, we were destined to meet. Because we're both loners, we were destined to be together; that's how we met."
The Ice began to form around his chest, as Tsukune continued to struggle even more, as Mizore brought up one of her ice claws, and lightly traced his cheek, "We'll be able to understand one another; we'll warm each other's frozen hearts."
"Damn it," Tsukune muttered to himself, as he tried to get up. But he couldn't, as his hands were frozen in ice at the moment.
"You sure are persistent," Mizore smiled as she traced her claw gently and caressingly on his cheek, "But as long as your body's frozen, you can't go anywhere." She then looked into his eyes, as the ice slowly began to cover his face now, and a look of longing was shown on her face. "You're the only one for me… so that's why… please be mine."
"TSUKUNE!"
That shout of a familiar vampire girl got both teens' attention, as they looked from behind Mizore to see where it came from. There, flying at them at top speed, or at least the best way that she could, was Kurumu, transformed into her Succubus form, carrying with her Yukari, and a still alive Moka. In truth, Tsukune couldn't have been any happier, as she shouted out to him, "Tsukune, hang on! We're all coming!"
"Moka!" Tsukune shouted out to her, happy as ever.
However, that happiness wasn't shared as Mizore seemed confused by this, "But how? My clone…"
"Is nothing but a puddle." A voice said.
Mizore turned to see Kurai appear out of the shadows. He was swinging a baseball bat around his hand. Kurumu and the others landed next to him.
"Your clone is pretty much shattered," Kurai said, sounding pretty proud of his work. "I heard some sort of shattering sound, and then Moka's scream. Luckily I got there in time to smash your work."
"And make me drop my cake in the process. All that hard work for nothing." Kurumu interrupted.
Kurai rolled his eyes.
Mizore's eyes squinted with silent rage and determination as she declared, "I won't let you separate us. Don't you dare hinder us!" she then stretched out her arms outward to the sides, and shouted, "DISAPPEAR!"
And suddenly, two walls of ice stalagmites shot out and stretched out to them, nearly piercing them in the process. Kurai teleported before one could impale his head. The girls were a lot faster, as Kurumu was able to dodge the spikes with ease. Until she ran into one of them, well Yukari slammed into one of them, causing the trio of girls to come falling down on them. Luckily, they crashed into Tsukune, freeing him as he was sent sliding down the other end of the ice.
The girls were a bit strewn a bit, as Moka tried to get up. Then suddenly, Mizore crouched down and grabbed Moka by her hair forcefully, as she grabbed her hand, attempting to break the Ice girl's grip on her. However, Mizore's icy glare prevented her from breaking free, as she hissed at the vampire girl.
"Why should I give my Tsukune to an eyesore like you," she then lifted her free hand, allowing the ice claws to grow and sharpen to dangerous blades as she flexed them.
"I'll kill you, here and now. So please, die this time, okay?" Moka paled at this, unable to summon her power at this point as the Snow Girl lifted her claws, getting ready for the blow, "Now die!"
"Wait, don't!" Tsukune shouted out to her, stopping Mizore in her spot, as he slowly got back onto his feet, "Don't hurt her!"
"But I have to. Why are you defending her?" Mizore asked, unhinged but seemingly innocent in her decision, "If it's you, then you should understand how it feels to be lonely, just like me."
"But that's just it, I'm not lonely," Tsukune finally answered.
"But, Tsukune…" Mizore whispered, feeling pain in her heart as she was close to tears.
"I thought… I thought that you of all people, would've understood me." She then looked at him, with a tear going down her cheek, and suddenly freeze up, "Don't tell me… you're rejecting me? You don't care about my feelings?" she shivered a bit, unable to cope with the feeling of rejection, until finally, she shouted out to the sky.
"TSUKUNE, WHYYYYYY?!" And allowed her claws to come slamming down towards Moka.
Right as she was about to stab Moka, a pair of hands grabbed her claws and kept them at bay.
She opened her eyes to see none other than Kurai.
"I think it's time to turn up the heat." Kurai exclaimed as he kicked her in the stomach.
Mizore flew gracefully in the air and landed back on her feet. In time to see Kurai, now in his hellhound form, blow fire in her direction.
"Too hot," Mizore mumbled as she shielded her face from the heat radiating off her opponent. Yuki-Onna were very sensitive to high temperatures. In other words, beings like Hellhounds, were something out of a nightmare for her.
Flames were staring to cover and swirl around Kurai's fur, the heat grew more intense.
"Nnn!" Mizore gasped, backing away from the heat. "Stop it."
Kurai howled and made his fire even larger. The high temperatures were causing the ice to crack all over the lake.
Waving her hand, Mizore sent waves of ice at the flaming Hellhound, hoping to extinguish his fire. Kurai wasn't having any of that. Opening his jaw wide, he fired two continuous streams of fire. The two opposing elemental forces hit each other, creating a huge cloud of steam.
Too hot, too hot," Mizore trembled as she recoiled from the steam. She didn't know that she would have to take on such a terrifying form such as the fire monster in front of her.
"Kurai, please stop!" Moka cried out, "She can't handle the heat!"
Kurai reluctantly did as told and returned to his human form, he snapped his fingers and the flames slowly disappeared, still leaving some heat radiation.
Tsukune walked up to Mizore to try to comfort her, he realized that not only was Kurai beating her, but hurting her as well, he tried to apologize, especially for his earlier statement.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean…"
"Just leave me alone," Mizore whispered out, until she finally looked up, with tears streaming down her cheeks as she shouted, "ALL OF YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALOOOONE!"
And with that, a huge whirlwind of snowy wind encircled Mizore, and in an instant, she disappeared without a trace. The teens were a little confused by this scene, until they all heard a cracking sound from under them all. And then suddenly, the ice under their feet gave way, and they all took a dip in the ice water.
"A Snow Girl?" Tsukune asked in complete confusion.
It was twenty minutes, after them taking an unscheduled swim, with the whole Newspaper Club, minus Gin, sitting together. After the incident involving Mizore, they had all gathered together in case she tried to Ice Tsukune all over again.
Yukari nodded as she explained everything she knew about them, "Yep. Snow Women, or Yuki Onna, as they're called, hail from Japan mythology. They're known to always be women that appear in extreme snow blizzards, freezing wandering travelers and taking boys or men that catch their fancy. They're masters at controlling ice and snow, creating snow storms and blizzards at will. Although they do these things, they're not considered to be evil, they're more likely just extremely lonely."
"The girl that attacked us? Lonely?" Kurumu huffed at this as she crossed her arms
"Although she is Kurai's type; creepy, crazy, and stalkerish." She grinned at him.
"Screw you." Kurai retaliated.
However, the look on Tsukune's face, was no longer one of fear, or worry of this girl attacking them. But in retrospect, it was one of understanding, for if anyone knew what it was like to feel completely alone… it was both him, Kurai and Moka.
During the night, two boys were walking back to their dorm room, having a conversation.
The first boy sighed. "Looks like we'll be home late tonight.
They were interrupted as they heard what sounded like soft crying.
Both boys looked behind the nearby bush, and noticed Mizore was sitting there all alone. She was crying into her arms, while she was hugging her legs.
"Hey, she's pretty cute. What do you think?" The first boy said to his friend.
"Dude, shut the hell up." The second boy was not amused, and slapped his friend upside the head.
"Tsukune...Tsu..kun." Mizore whispered to herself, but was suddenly interrupted.
The second boy sighed and walked up to her "Hey, are you alright? If theres anything we can help you with, were more than happy to..."
" Annoying." She interrupted. The second boy kept walking up to her. "Listen, were.."
"SHUT UP!" She yelled as she made an ice stalagmite suddenly appear, and trap the two boys, hurting them in the process.
"What? Wait! Wait! Wait!" Both boys pleaded, but had suddenly passed out from their injuries.
"Tsu..Tsukune...Tsu..kune" Mizore whimpered as she cried some more. She seemed to have forgotten what she had just did as she cried with her back to theirs.
It was after class the following day and Tsukune along with Kurai was visiting the faculty room where most of the teachers got their paperwork done.
"Remind me how did you drag me into this?" Kurai asked with an unamused tone.
"I already told you, I need someone to have my back in case we find Mizore, since we both know I can't handle myself in a fight." Kurai knew what he meant.
It had been pretty easy to find where Ms. Nekonome's desk was. She was the only one who had cat ears sticking out from her head.
"Where Mizore lives?" Ms. Nekonome asked curiously.
"Yeah" Tsukune nodded. "We're worried about Mizore." He gestured to him and Kurai.
"Oh, how nice of you two!" Ms. Nekonome smiled. "I know exactly where she stays so I can give you the room number. It's so nice that she's making friends now; I was pretty worried for her, considering no one's befriended her yet."
Kurai dryly looked away, mumbling, "I can think of three reasons why."
"You sure you want to do that?" asked a rough voice asked from behind.
Ms. Nekonome, Kurai Tsukune looked up to see who had been talking. They found themselves looking at a man somewhere between his twenties and early thirties, who was wearing track suit pants and a sleeveless shirt. His skin was tanned and he had red hair, but a dead giveaway of his appearance, were the dark circles under his eyes, almost as if the guy had trouble sleeping at night.
He appeared to be someone who thought they were slick. There was also something in his eyes that Kurai didn't like. For him, the look in his eyes just read: Scumbag.
"She's dangerous, you know," the man continued. "A really unstable girl."
"Mr. Kotsubo?" Ms. Nekonome blinked.
"I'm just saying she's trouble," Kotsubo shrugged. "You know why she was gone so long, kid?"
"She was sick, wasn't she?" asked Tsukune.
"That's the cover story," Kotsubo chuckled. "You see, she attacked a teacher, apparently for no reason. She just snapped all of a sudden."
"Huh?" Tsukune blinked. That didn't sound right. Sure, Mizore seemed to resort to violence, but only when there was a real reason. And from the way she acted around him, she was just lonely, and desperate to be accepted. She didn't attack for no reason.
"Are you sure about that? Maybe it was a mistake?" He asked.
"Heck yeah I'm sure," Kotsubo chuckled. "You see, I was the teacher she attacked. Put me down for a while too."
Kurai observed that he didn't look too badly hurt for someone trying to play off being injured by Mizore. He also seemed to be enjoying telling the story about how Mizore had attacked him. He was also leaving out a lot of detail from his story. Like where he was attacked and what he was doing there in the first place.
"She's escalating too," Kotsubo continued. "Two students were attacked last night. They got frozen in ice and looked cut up pretty badly. They might have died if we didn't find them."
"Huh?" Tsukune gaped. "But…!"
"No mistake, kid," Kotsubo snickered. "The ice was pretty unmistakable. There's talk of Mizore Shirayuki getting expelled since she's so dangerous."
"But…but, how are we sure it's her?" asked Tsukune.
"The ice," Kotsubo answered. "Who else could it be?"
"She can't be the only one here who uses ice," Tsukune tried to argue. "There must be…hundreds of monsters here. Mizore can't be the only one who uses ice." He knew this to be a possibility. With so many students here, Mizore couldn't be the only one to have ice powers.
"Ohhhh! That's a good point!" Ms. Nekonome gasped. "It could be someone else who uses ice. She's just the only one who we know who can!"
"And all this starts up the night of the day she gets back here?" asked Kotsubo with a frown. "Sorry, but I know a troublemaker when I see one."
"Well…it could just be a coincidence,"Kurai attempted to retort. "Shit happens here all the time."
"You know…" came a female voice.
Tsukune, Kurai, Miss Nekonome, and Kotsubo all turned to see who had joined the conversation.
It was another teacher, or to be exact the math teacher, Ririko Kagome. She had round glasses, full red lips, and a beauty mark on the right side of her face, right above her lip. She wore a white long sleeve button up shirt, that she left the top few buttons undo to show off a lot of cleavage to her large breast and her black lace bra, a leather like skirt, and stockings.
"Oh great, her." Kurai thought to himself
"He has a point. Plenty of odd things have happened here since the year started. And with so many different monsters grouped together it wouldn't be suprising if one tried to frame another." Ririko explained. She also gave a subtle wink towards Kurai.
Kurai put on a nervous grin at the wink. The wink was only done because, well...it was no secret that Kurai had become Miss Ririko's favorite student even with him sleeping through her class almost everyday. It was only because, he had a knack for understanding math without a problem, so she didn't complain in fact she seemed to encourage it. But, the way Miss Ririko looked at him when no one else was kind of unnerved him.
"Hey, are you forgetting that she attacked me? Can we really let that go? The fact she hasn't said anything speaks for her guilt!" Kotsubo shouted in irritation.
"Maybe she's afraid to since she'd be the person all the blame would fall on." Tsukune replied. "I'll talk to her and get her side of the story."
"Good idea!" Miss Nekonome cheered with a smile. She quickly grabbed a pencil and a piece of paper and began scribbling something on it. "Here you go! I wish you both success." she said handing the paper to Tsukune.
Tsukune took the paper with a smile. "Thanks." He said, As Kurai and him were leaving, Kurai gave one last glance to Kotsubo, who glaring at him in which he returned.
'I've got a feeling that things are going to get worse.' he thought as they left the room.
'Those two are going to be trouble.' Kotsubo thought with a frown.
At the top floor of the girl's dorm, Tsukune and Kurai were standing outside Mizore's door. They knew it was her's since the plaque on the door said 'Shirayuki'.
They had came straight here after their little 'discussion' with Kotsubo. Tsukune didn't want to tell the girls about all this since they would probably freak out about the whole thing. Not only that but he could tell, Mizore wasn't a bad person. She was just lonely and misunderstood.
"You ready to do this." Kurai asked.
Tsukune nodded. He reached and grabbed the knob this time and gave it a turn, to his surprise it was unlocked. 'That's strange.' he thought. Kurai was the first to walk in with Tsukune behind him.
The entire room had a thin layer of ice all over everything. Although it was beautiful, the dark made it look like a Winter Horrorland. Kurai had made a small ball of fire for both light, and warmth
"Mizore?" Tsukune called out. "It's me...Tsukune. Are you here?" he continued looking around until he wound up in her living room.
"Dude check this out." Kurai whispered
Tsukune turned to see Kurai holding something in his hand. He grabbed it and looked to to see it was a picture frame covered in light frost. He brushed off some of the ice to reveal it was a picture of him.
"Guess she's been crushing on me for awhile." he muttered to himself.
Kurai was done, he extinguished his flame. "Dude, Screw this. Let's just leave, she's obviously not here.
Kurai turned to leave, but only to come face to face with one of Mizore's ice claws.
"Ahhh!" Tsukune screamed. Surprised that she suddenly appeared. After quickly catching his breath, he managed to talk to the girl. "Mizore! Oh, man am I glad to see you." he told her with a smile.
"Why are you two here?" Mizore asked bluntly with no emotion.
"You mind lowering the claws first?" Kurai pointed out sarcastically. Although she was unsure, she dropped her claws, but kept them on.
Tsukune let out a sigh as he prepared to explain. "I heard about what happened the night after… you know." He didn't want to bring more than he needed to since she doesn't seem to handle rejection well.
"About the two students that got frozen. One of the teachers said that you did it. We came here to get your side of the story." He sighed, as he looked to her, explaining the situation. "They're talking about expelling you."
"Expelling?" Mizore asked, not showing it, but deeply fazed by this.
"I know your probably not the only one here with ice powers, but if we go and give the faculty your explanation then..." Tsukune tried to explain.
"I did freeze them." Mizore answered, her face lowered. She didn't have to look to know a look of shock was on Tsukune's face. She let out a sigh and started shivering.
"But I wasn't careless about it; I was pissed off at first, but I realized what I did. I unfroze them and stayed to keep an eye on them, making sure they were alright." She explained
But then, she sniffled lightly, her ice claws disappearing, as she hugged herself.
Kurai saw this action, and figured she was crying, "Mizore, don't do anything rash, we just want to help you." He tried walking towards her, hoping to at least reason with her.
"Just Stay Away!" she shouted at him, shoving him away from her, she then looked up at Tsukune, tears streaming down her face.
"I honestly thought that you were the one, Tsukune. My soul mate: the one who could truly understand me. The other half of my soul." She then closed her eyes, trying to stop the tears. "But I was wrong. Nobody will ever understand me or accept me." She shook her head, until she cried out. "Nobody. Nobody will. No Oooooonnnne!"
As she cried out another blizzard was created engulfing the room and blinding both Tsukune and Kurai. Once it died down Mizore had once again disappeared.
Kurai let out a sigh. "Great, now where could she be?" He asked him.
An idea came up in Tsukune's head when he remembered that Miss Nekonome mentioned a place that Mizore liked to hang out, besides the lake.
"Kurai, I know where Mizore is." Tsukune exclaimed.
"Just say the words." Kurai said, ready to teleport.
In a puff of smoke, they were gone.
Mizore was just standing at the edge of a cliff that was overlooking the large blood red ocean. It would appear that she was alone once again. Tsukune didn't want to see her anymore. Heck, she doubted anybody would want to see her ever again. She'd done some thinking. Maybe she shouldn't have attacked Moka and maybe she shouldn't have tried to freeze Tsukune. But, she was just so lonely and well he seemed the same way too. Too bad she was wrong; in the end, nobody would ever understand her. She hugged herself, allowing a single tear to drop from both of her eyes, realizing she would be alone forever.
"Well, well, well..." came a familiar voice from behind her. "Alone again, huh, Shirayuki? You always come to this spot when you're lonely." Mizore spun around and saw that it was, Kotsubo.
"Mr. Kotsubo?" Mizore said backing away in fear from the grinning teacher
"You know, it's funny what kind of card life deals you." Kotsubo said as he approached her, grinning lecherously. "You said you liked me and then you attacked me."
"You were taking advantage of me; you were going to rape me." she replied. "I didn't like it."
"Well, nobody was going to believe you anyway." he commented. "I mean it's a teacher's word against a student's." He explained. "That's why you were hiding yourself and now you're doing the same thing." He then lunged at her and pinned her to the ground.
"Let me go!" she demanded as she struggled against him.
"Oh, don't be like that." he told Mizore as he licked his lips. "Didn't you say that you liked… no, loved me, right?"
All of the sudden strange bump growths started forming from his back. "So whatever I would do to you, it wouldn't matter, right?" He asked her darkly, as a sharp tooth grin appeared on his face, as well as dark rings appearing on his already demonic growing face. "So let me have my fun, and nothing bad will happen… I'll make sure no one gives you any hassle ever again."
Mizore looked in shock and horror at the teacher, as it processed in her mind.
'I see. So he's the one who spread those rumors.' The fury inside her was gone, she knew that no matter what, it was his word against her.
'I was such an idiot to ever have a crush on him, not knowing what he was like. That's why I can't trust anyone…' as the truth came into focus, another tear started to form. 'I will always be… alone…'
Mizore then suddenly had an epiphany.
'But I would rather be alone, then be molestd by this guy.'
Mizore used all the strength she could muster up, and successfully pushed Kotsubo off of her. Only to have him fall off the edge of the cliff.
She couldn't take her eyes off of him falling, until she heard a noise coming from behind.
She turned to see Moka, Yukari, Kurumu, Kurai, and none other than Tsukune.
"Are you okay, Mizore?" Tsukune asked.
Mizore blinked in suprise not really sure if what she was seeing was real. "Tsukune?" she asked.
"Yeah, it's me." Tsukune replied. "You need to get out of here. So we can clear your name."
Mizore just nodded her head and stood up to run away, but a purple octopus tentacle wrapped around her ankle and tripped her.
"Not so fast!" Kotsubo sneered from the bottom of the cliff. His entire form change and he looked to have an octopus attached to the back of his body with the octopus head acting as cowl over his head and the tentacles swinging about. His own arms had also turned intp tentacles with suction cups, his true form was that of a Kraken.
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Quick Monster Fact:
Kraken's are a B-Ranked monster, known through Greek Mythology. They have incredible strength that allows them to sink ships with their powerful tentacles. They are able to with stand the high pressure and cold of the ocean and are one of the oldest monsters and one that is known around the world.
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Mizore was being dragged to the edge of the cliff. Befor she could fall in, Kurai and Moka grabbed each of her hands and pulled her awy from the edge.
Even with their combined strength, Kotsubo proved to be stronger by dragging Mizore, pulling the both of them with her.
Kurai started breathing heavily, and was starting to pant rapidly. He was beggining to sweat bullets.
"Tsukune, Kurumu, take Mizore. I have an idea!" He yelled to them. They switched and Tsukune grabbed her hand, while Kurumu grabbed his waist. Yukari follwed suit and held Moka by the waist, hoping to anchor her.
Kurai walked up to Kotsubo's tentacle, and pulled out his pocket knife. He kneeled down and dug it through the tentacle, causing it to release its grip on Mizore and pull back down to the bottom of the cliff.
"You little bastard!" roared Kotsubo. His tentacles lashed out and one wrapped around Kurai's body. "I'll break your scrawny little neck for interfering with a Student/Teacher Conference!"
"Kurai, no!" Moka shouted in horror.
As Kotsubo continued to slowly squeeze the life out of Kurai he decided to taunt him. "What's the matter, Kurai? Why aren't you turning into that wolf monster, of yours, or the snake?" he sneered. But, of course Kurai couldn't answer. "Oh, what's the matter, Kage, out of breath? Let's see you transform into something that can get your way out of this one!"
"Fuck…you!" Kurai managed to utter, as Kotsubo's grip got tighter
Kotsubo's face curled into a mask of fury as he continued to crush Kurai. "That's it! I'll just crush you until all your bones break, and all your organs are turned to jelly!" he shouted, the tentacles of his body snapping around violently.
However, the crushing of Kurai was stopped when the tentacle holding him was incased in ice. And with the struggling of Kurai, it shattered. Causing, the teacher to roar in pain.
Kurai fell to his knees as he tried to catch his breath that was squeezed out of him. Blood was beggining to run out of his mouth.
"Kurai!" Moka cried out, as she ran and knelt by his side. "Are you okay?"
Kurai brought his hand up, and motioned it towards her Rosary. Moka understood.
"Tsukune quick, take off my Rosary." Moka begged
Tsukune did as told, and yanked at it, only for it to come off in a snap.
A minute later, Inner Moka appeared.
"Alright, lets get this over with." Inner Moka sneered.
"Wait, Moka." Kurai called to her, he asked her to kneel down next to him.
Although she hesitated, she did just that. He cupped her face.
"Whatever you do, don't move." He closed his eyes and opened his mouth wide.
White wisps were rising out from Moka's skin, and traveled down Kurai's throat.
All of a sudden, his eyes shot open, Moka notced they were now blood red, and he took a big gulp of air.
"Alright, now lets get this over with." He smirked.
Both Moka and Kurai walked to the edge of the cliff, while everyone was standing behind them at a safe distance, covering Mizore to protect her.
"How sweet." Kotsubo mocked. "Your going to continue to fight me with your little vampire friend. For what? So, you can play the hero that saves to damsel in distress? I almost killed you earlier, and I won't let you get away again!"
""Normally, I wouldn't deal with pests like you myself, but since I haven't had my fun in a few months, I think it would be good for me to stretch my legs a little." Moka shouted
"If you wanted to kill me, you should've done a better job." Kurai sneered
"And why's that?" Kotsubo asked
"Because, I am simply one hell of a Demon." Kurai responded.
Kotusbo gave the both of them a sickening grin. "Where's the fun in that? I want you dead but, you giving Shirayuki the joy of hope, thinking she's going to live, I want to destroy that before I continue what you interrupted." He explained licking his lips. "I'm really going to enjoy that part."
"I'm not going to let that happen! You sick bastard!" Moka shouted.
Kotsubo had shot up one of his tentacles, only to have it grabbed by Moka. Kurai grabbed a part of it to help her out. With ease they pulled the tentacle, Kurai was noticibly stronger than earlier. They pulled Kotsubo from the bottom of the cliff, and sent him flying through the air. He fell towards them.
"You think you can do whatever you please with people? Despite how much it hurts them." Moka and Kurai said in perfect sync. They continued to talk at the same time, as they positioned themselves. "It doesn't matter if you're a teacher. You should Know Your Place!"
As Kotsubo fell they both delivered a devastating roundhouse kick to his face, sending him flying through the air. Pretty soon, he was out of sight, and out of mind.
"While I appreciate the exercise, I would prefer not to have to deal with a lowly octopus," Inner Moka sighed before taking back her rosario. "Oh and Kurai, nice kick by the way." She complimented as she put her Rosary back on, fainting into Tsukune's arms.
Kurai couldn't help but grin.
"Thanks." Mizore said with a depressed tone.
"Listen Mizore." Kurai said, getting her's and everyone's attention. He took a deep sigh. "I know what it feels like to be alone. Trust me, I've been there. But I can tell you this, it's not a good feeling." Kurai said, he realized everyone was gawking at him.
"Forget about it, let's just go, guys." He told everyone with a sigh.
The other four nodded their heads and followed Kurai back to the academy.
After the fight, everyone went to the Headmaster with their accusations against Kotsubo and the photographic evidence they got from Gin, who would not explain how he got these. He of course believed them and began a search for the missing teacher. But, the search turned up nothing and he was ruled dead.
Some other good news was with the evidence brought into light Mizore was cleared of all problems and given a clean slate.
A few days later Tsukune and the rest of the Newspaper Club were in their clubroom celebrating the good news and one of the greatest scoops to ever be reported by the Newspaper Club.
"Cheers!" everyone called out.
"To a major scoop!" Gin said with a smile. He hadn't had such an incredible story since he first joined the Newspaper Club in his first year.
"And we have Tsukune to thank for it!" Kurumu added smiling as she leaned against his shoulder. "Without him, we never would have found out about it!"
"But how did you know where to go in the first place Tsukune?" Moka asked.
"Luckily, Miss Nekonome mention that was one of Mizore's favorite places to go." Tsukune answered. "So, when she disappeared on me again we ran straight there."
"Ran? I teleported you there." Kurai pointed out.
"But, how did Gin get those pictures?" Yukari asked.
"Hehe." Gin laughed boastfully. "If they're is one thing I'm good at, it's sniffing out a good scoop." During his boasting however, some photos fell out of his pocket.
"What's this?" Kurumu questioned as she picked a few up. Yukari was looking over her shoulder to get a better look.
To nobody's real suprise they were photos of girls that were getting dressed, undressed, or completely nude. Gin sweat dropped at this turn of events, and then looked to Kurumu, Yukari, as they glared at the werewolf boy. Suddenly, they all attacked him, making a small dustcloud of a battle between the three of them. Both Tsukune and Moka sweat dropped at the scene. And Kurai was laughing hysterically.
Tsukune had a small smile on his but suddenly sneezed as he felt a chill. "I think someone should close the window. There's a draft." he said.
"That wasn't coming from the window." Kurai told him as he pointed at the door. Tsukune and the others turned to see Mizore at the door.
"Mizore?" Tsukune asked in surprise.
Kurumu and Yukari stopped their attack on the battered Gin, and all watched as the Snow Girl entered. She now sported a shorter hairstyle.
Tsukune went over to greet her. "Mizore, what brings you here?"
"Do you like my hair?" Mizore asked seemingly ignoring his question.
Tsukune smiled. "Yeah, it makes you look cuter."
"I'm glad to hear that." Mizore said returning the smile as she hugged him. "I'd like to thank you again for before, for sticking up for me, my hero."
Tsukune was beginning to shiver at the close contact to the Yuki-Onna
"Hey, get off him!" Kurumu shouted but was suddenly frozen in a block of ice.
"Mizore!" Tsukune scolded.
"Sorry, but old habits die hard." Mizore apologized. She then turned her attention over to a slightly recovering Gin, who was still on the floor, but she didn't release her grip on Tsukune. "Also, I wanted to join the club."
"You do?" Tsukune asked in suprise. He and everyone else were surprised at Mizore's sudden desire to join a club. They didn't have a real problem with that, but they thought she'd want some more time to recover after everything that happened.
"It's very lively and…I don't want to be alone." Mizore explained.
"Good for you Mizore." Kurai patted her on the shoulder.
"Well, welcome to the club!" Gin grinned, but winced from the beating he got. "We welcome anybody!"
Moka frowned, not liking how Mizore was hanging off Tsukune, but she knew what Tsukune was like so she allowed it. He was just too nice sometimes.
Tsukune, however, was shivering as his teeth chattered due to Mizore hugging him. He would become a popsicle if this went on. But that didn't stop Moka from pouncing on him, startling both him and Mizore.
Moka opened her mouth, exposing her fangs, and...
"Chuuuuuu!"
"Ack!" Tsukune groaned. "Getting frozen and having blood drained. Not my idea to end this day!"
Meanwhile in the human world, at an abandoned church house, a woman dressed in pure white, with short light blue hair, and a motherly face walked down the aisle.
On the table at the end of the aisle was Kotsubo who was badly injured, and was shivering.
"Ka...Kage...I...I'll...Ki...kill..." Kotsubo mumbled in his near death state.
"So unclean, so impure, the only thing that runs through his mind is sin." She said as she impaled a knife into Kotsubo's heart.
Blood ran out of his mouth, he tried to move, but with no avail. After a minute his whole body went limp.
"Unclean, Impure, Unclean, Impure." The woman sang over a dead Kotsubo.
Kurai was up in his room writing in his journal. He was snacking on the chocolate cake Kurumu made, this time Yukari made sure she didn't poison it.
"I tell you what, she really knows how to bake." Kurai said while stuffing the last piece in his mouth."
When he was done, he continued with his writing:
Journal entry #2
These last few day have been nothing but frozen hell, literally. On the upside, I made a new friend. Mizore Shirayuki, a stalker snow woman, who became not only a new member of the Newspaper club, but a member of Tsukune's unofficial harem fighting for his heart.
The thing about Mizore, is she reminds me of myself back then. We were both alone, no one understood us, and we didn't fit in. But the time I've been at Yokai Academy, I realized something; I'm not alone. Because I have seven amazing friends, especially Tsukune and Moka, the first people I can actually call my Best Friends.
I also realized that my powers are growing more and more unpredictable. It's gotten to the point where I don't know what's going to happen next, but when the situation comes, I always know what to do. It's weird.
I know why this is happening, and how I can stop it, but I just can't bring myself up to do it. I'm afraid that things are only going to get a lot worse. And the best I can do is be ready for it.
After he was done writing, he took out a picture from his desk.
In the picture there was a man with dirty blonde hair, red eyes, and a handsome face. Next to him was a woman lying in a hospital bed. She had wavy brown hair, perfect complexion, blue eyes, and in her arms, there was a newborn baby boy sleeping peacefully. He looked just like his father, with little tufts of blonde hair, and he had his mother's eyes.
Kurai felt a lump in his throat. "Good night." He whispered to the people in the picture.
And with that, he shut off the lights. Letting the darkness surround him.