Before we start, I would like to thank Catyz101 for giving me the ideas for the reactions of Tsukune's parents. Also, Moka's upbringing reminds me a lot of Soul's from the manga Soul Eater. Anyone else notice the resemblance?

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10 YEARS OLD

Moka resisted the urge to slap her face in exasperation. Tsukune's parents were, by far, the strangest people she had ever met. She had expected shock, disgust, hate even. Not…this.

"Ah, son, you're becoming quite the lady-killer! First Kurumu, and now Moka!" Mr. Aono exclaimed loudly. Said vampire remained quiet for lack of a better reaction. To be perfectly honest, she liked the oddness of Tsukune's parents: it was refreshing to meet people so down-to-Earth when she was used to being around the prim and proper (read: uptight and phony) upper crust. In fact, the only person who was really annoying Moka was Kurumu, for some reason. Maybe it was because of the way that she kept clinging onto Tsukune's arm and sticking out her tongue. Or maybe it was the way she was practically flirting with Tsukune. Whatever it was, Moka didn't like it, and the to of them had been throwing verbal barbs at each other for some time.

"Meaine!" Kurumu insulted after Moka outsmarted her once more. Tsukune would have intervened had the girls not made it abundantly clear that they would finish their argument regardless of what anybody else did. Said boy was looking on somewhat worriedly, and the two Aono parents were just watching and enjoying the show.

Moka was about to retort Kurumu's admittedly lame insult when she spotted the glowing numbers on the clock. She frowned. "Sorry." She said, turning towards Tsukune and his parents. Tsukune knew that look. It meant she had to leave.

"You're leaving?" He asked. Moka nodded, and she found herself somewhat pleased when both Tsukune's and his parents' faces fell. They liked her! That was good. It meant she could keep visiting.

Mrs. Aono approached Moka and kneeled down so that they were eye-to-eye. She leaned in and started whispering. "You know Moka," Mrs. Aono began. "I always used to think that you were imaginary." Moka resisted the urge to roll her eyes and stayed quiet. "But I didn't really mind, because Tsukune always got so happy when he talked about you." Moka's eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat. "Whenever he talked about your late-night visits, I would see Tsukune's face light up and he would get so animated. And even though I thought you weren't real, I found myself wishing that you were, because Tsukune was so fond of you. I just want to say…Thank you for being such a good friend." As Mrs. Aono stood up once again, Moka was fighting back tears. That was the nicest thing anybody had ever said to her. As the tears started to fall, Moka turned her back on the humans so they wouldn't see the tears fall.

"Goodbye." She said, keeping her voice steady. She went to the front door and left the house.

The Aono's waited a few moments before speaking again. "Okay!" Mrs. Aono chirped. "Let's all get back to bed, shall we?"

"Wait one moment, won't you?" A chill went down everyone's spines as a voice nobody recognized spoke up from the next room. Count Akashiya stepped into the kitchen, his expression bleak. "I would very much like to talk to the four of you."

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Moka's mind was a busy mess as she made her way back to her house. Why did Mrs. Aono tell her all that? Why were Tsukune's parents so weird? And, most importantly, why did she get so jealous about Kurumu's PDA's? Moka pondered all of this as she headed home. She was so wrapped up in her own thoughts that she didn't even sense her father until he grabbed her shoulder.

"Moka." Count Akashiya said in an eerie monotone that he only used when he was at his angriest. This was the first time Moka had been on the receiving end, and she was scared senseless.

"D-dad!" She exclaimed. "What are you doing here?" It was the only thing she could think of to say. Count Akashiya narrowed his eyes.

"I know." He said, and Moka's heart sank. This was the moment she had been dreading, the moment she had had nightmares about. Her father had found out about Tsukune. What was he going to do to her? Worse, hat was he going to do to Tsukune?

"Wha-what are you going to do?" Moka asked, almost dreading the answer. Count Akashiya seemed unbothered by his daughter's quaking as he retained his cool exterior.

"I did what needed to be done." Count Akashiya said. Moka couldn't breathe. She thought of her best friend; his kindness. His raven-black hair. His chocolate-brown eyes. And before she knew it, Moka was crying and shouting at her father. "You killed him!" she screamed. "You killed him!"

"I did no such thing!" Count Akashiya barked, stopping Moka's wailing. She looked up at her father.

"What? B-but I thought you said-"

"I said I did what needed to be done. He didn't need to be killed."

"Then what…"

"That's not important." Was the only answer Count Akashiya would give. He kneeled down and grabed his daughter and, straighting out, continued home. "However," He began. "You are forbidden from leaving the manor again. Even to come to the human world." Moka knew that it was pointless arguing, and in other circumstances she would have let sleeping dogs lie, but when it involved Tsukune Moka couldn't let things be.

"But Father-"

"NO ARGUING!" Count Akashiya roared, losing his temper. He waited a few moments to reel himself in before speaking again. "You brought this on yourself Moka; you've shown that you cannot be trusted. I have no choice. Take a good long look around Moka; it's the last thing of the human world you'll ever see."

Moka did just that, glancing around and around. However, she only saw one thing: her best friend, waving goodbye on what neither of them had guessed would be her final visit.

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I was going to end this chapter a completely different way, but I decided against it since it would have messed up the story so much I would have needed to re-plan it out.