Ever since she had met that strange human Tsukune on her first blood run, Moka had been able to think of almost nothing else. At first she had just brushed the thoughts aside as simple nostalgia; he had been the first person that she had drunk blood from, which was always memorable, and the unusual circumstances that the duo had encountered each other had made the events that much more noteworthy. At least, that was what Moka kept telling herself.

But after a week had gone by and she still found that her thoughts drifted to the black-haired boy, she knew that something was weird. She had to see Tsukune again, if there was any possibility of stopping him from dominating her thoughts. So, when her father told her that it was time to go for another trip into the human world, Moka knew exactly where she wanted to go.

"Moka, why on Earth would you want to go back to the same house?" Her father asked after hearing her admittedly peculiar request.

"Um, well, you see…" Moka stammered out as she tried to think of a valid reason to re-visit a house that wouldn't make her father furious. "There was more than one person!" Moka finally reasoned. "I can drink from the other human!" Moka's father raised an eyebrow, but said no more.

"Alright then. The same house it is."

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Tsukune tried to focus on what his teacher was saying, but all he heard was the same voice, over and over.

"I'm a vampire."

"Thank you."

"It's Moka. Moka Akashiya."

Moka. It was such a nice name. And she was the only thing that Tsukune had been able to think about ever since they met. He hadn't told anybody about their meeting, not even his parents. For some reason, he didn't think that they would like the fact that a complete stranger had snuck into their house and drank their son's blood. Tsukune had been staying up until he fell asleep from exhaustion, every night, hoping to see Moka again.

Maybe tonight would be the night.

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Once again, Moka strolled up the cement walkway leading to the front door, picking the same lock that she had on her first visit. She slipped inside of the house, and she once more closed her eyes and opened her senses. The two adults were in there room, and it seemed as if Tsukune was asleep. Hopefully, he would stay that way. Moka once again climbed the stairs to the second floor, but this time she turned right, towards the other end of the house.

There was a door at the end of the hallway, and as Moka approached it, she could smell Tsukune on the other side. She stood in front of the slab of wood, trying to work up the courage to turn the brass handle.

He's probably asleep. Moka reasoned. He won't even know that I'm there. After a few minutes of this mental justification, Moka reached out and opened the door. Stepping inside, the only thing that was visible with the moonlight shining through the window was a small bed that was pushed up against the left wall, on the opposite side of the room. Moka took one tentative step inside, then another. So far, so good. She thought as she continued her slow journey to Tsukune's bedside. Two steps later, Moka cursed under her breath as she stepped on the wrong spot and a loud creaking noise cut through the silent room. Moka held her breath as she stared at Tsukune's bed, hoping that he hadn't been woken up.

No such luck. The covers shifted, and a mess of raven-black hair emerged from underneath the mass of fabric. Tsukune rubbed his eyes, and Moka was deciding whether or not she would be fast enough to dash out of the room before she was noticed when Tsukune turned his head towards her and his eyes widened as he realized that he wasn't alone in his room.

"Moka!" Tsukune cried. Said vampire faltered. Does he sound…happy to see me? Tsukune threw back his covers and scrambled out of bed. He dashed over to Moka and, before she could react, jumped and tackled her in a hug. Moka was so startled by this sudden display of affection that she didn't make any move to stop the human's advance. What the heck?

"Tsukune, what in the world are you doing?" Moka asked from beneath the boy. Tsukune smiled as he answered.

"I'm hugging you!" Moka rolled her eyes.

"No duh. I mean why?"

"I'm happy to see you again!" Tsukune responded, completely unabashed. Moka blushed at his statement. She pushed Tsukune off of her and stood up, Tsukune following her lead. "I can't believe you came back!" Tsukune said, still giddy. Moka looked at Tsukune.

"What do you mean?" Moka asked, not willing to accept Tsukune's statement at face value. She had spent so much time around people who said things with double-meanings that she was now naturally suspicious of whatever was said.

"I mean that I'm glad you're here! I missed you!" Tsukune replied. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you!" Moka's eyes widened at Tsukune's confession.

"Really?" Moka whispered, as if afraid to believe. Tsukune nodded vigorously, and Moka blushed. What was wrong with her? Why were there butterflies in her stomach? And why did the knowledge that Tsukune had missed her make her so…giddy? There were a few moments of silence before Moka realized just how long she had been in Tsukune's house.

"Oh no!" Moka said, startling Tsukune. "I have to hurry!" Moka glanced over at Tsukune, afraid to ask the question that she needed to ask. She didn't want to drink Tsukune's blood! Sure, she had done so already, and she had been obsessing over him for a week! As Moka had a mental war, Tsukune seemed to sense what was troubling his vampire friend and became somewhat downcast.

"I get it…you want some blood…" Tsukune said. It's not that he didn't want to give up some of his blood; it's just that he thought Moka saw him as more than a walking meal.

"It's not that!" Moka said before she could stop herself. "I really wanted to see you again and…" Moka let her sentence hang as she realized what she had blurted out, and a fresh wave of embarrassment colored her face. "I mean, um…" Moka tried to fix her previous statements with some quick wordplay, but when she saw Tsukune's face, again adorned with a smile and aglow with happiness, the words died in her throat. She coughed. "Yes. But, uh, I do also need some blood…"

Tsukune tilted his head to one side in a clear act of submission, and Moka found herself smiling as she leaned forward and once again took a drink from Tsukune's neck, making sure not to take too much. Taking her fill, Moka released her friend and stepped back as he recovered. Moka glanced backwards at the entrance to Tsukune's room sadly, and Tsukune noticed.

"You have to go huh?" He asked, head hanging.

"Yes…" Moka responded, also feeling depressed that she had to leave. She was really starting to like Tsukune, and she wanted to spend more time with him. But, if she didn't leave, her father would come searching for her, and then who knows what could happen. Moka turned to leave, but was stopped by someone grabbing her arm. She turned around and saw that Tsukune had grabbed her.

"Wait!" He said. Tsukune let go of Moka's arm. "You-you'll come back right?" Moka frowned.

"I don't know." She answered honestly. "I hope so." Tsukune held up his hand, all of the fingers closed except for the pinkie.

"Pinkie promise you'll come back." Tsukune said. "I want to see you again." Moka stared at Tsukune's outstretched pinkie before slowly bringing up her own and lacing their fingers together.

"I will." Moka said. They shook pinkies, then let go. Moka turned and made to leave.

"Goodbye." Tsukune said softly. Moka stopped and turned back around.

"Not for long." She said.

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Sorry this took a little bit longer than expected; I had a lot of homework for the past two days. Also, there is a new poll on my profile, and I would appreciate if you answered it so that I am able to plan ahead and continue cranking out stories and chapters. Until next time, happy reading!