AN: Hey, here's another chapter. Thank all of you so much for reading! Thank you! Thank you! Thank You!
Moka brushed his hair to the side.
The boy with the yummy blood had a pretty normal looking human form. He was average height; he had normal looking black hair, and an unremarkable complexion. Plus he smelled just like a human. If you put him in a random pack of humans then it would be really hard point and say, there he is.
"Must be nice", the young vampire muttered to herself, "getting to blend in like that."
The boys' hair fell back over his eyes. So she pushed it back without thinking. The boy's eyes fluttered open. And he stared up at her while she stared back at him.
"Where am I?" he asked.
"The Nurses office", she responded, "I accidentally ran you over with my bike"
"Oh", replied the boy.
And at this very moment, while the boy looked up at her in wonder, Moka's stomach decided that it wanted to growl like a tiger. "Um", stammered Moka while her cheeks turned the same shade of pink as her hair, "My name is Akashiya Moka. Will you be my friend?"
"Sure", replied the boy, " I'm Aono Tsukune by the way"
"Tsukune.", whispered the pink haired teenager, "I'm a vampire"
She sank her teeth into the dull boy for what must have been the third or fourth time. And drained a cups worth of blood from his body. Tsukune whimpered softly. The pain brought back flashes of memory. He remembered being on the ground. Moka was on top of him. He accidentally touched her leg, she told him that she was a vampire and then . . . Tsukune couldn't remember what happened after that.
Somehow, he ended up here. Did Moka bring him here? Had she been by his side all this time?
The Pain eased up a bit. Moka pulled away from his neck. She was still blushing, "I'm sorry", she said, "I couldn't help my self". She put a hand on his neck to stop the bleeding. "Do you feel okay?"
" Never better", declared Tsukune as he gritted his teeth to ward off pain.
Moka smiled. She was glad that he wasn't hurt or anything, "You're blood tastes really good. Sorry that I took some without asking. But I really couldn't help myself. You just smell so delicious". Moka grabbed one his hands and held it tight. "I know that we are going to be the best of friends"
Blood bag, er – I mean Tsukune smiled back. It was his first day at school and he'd already made a friend. Maybe this place wasn't so bad after all.
Gin peered down the wishing well. Somewhere deep down at the bottom there was an ancient powerful monster. It gave knowledge to those brave enough to seek it out. But the knowledge always came at a price.
Knowing this, Gin raised a clench fist over the mouth of the well. He opened it and he . . . let the rest of his pocket change drop into the depths.
"FROM THE DEPTHS I NOW SPEAK. COME FORWARD FLESH CHILD", rumbled a gravely voice, "AND WHISPER WHAT YOU SEEK."
Gin walked up to the edge of the well. "I need information on a new student at Youkai academy. They have short blonde hair, and they're fast. Could be an S class monster".
Cold, mirthless laughter exploded from the depths. The Ground shook. Gin used the stone wall of the well to steady himself. To make sure he didn't fall in and add his own body to the price he paid.
"I KNOW OF THE ONE YOU SPEAK. TRAVEL TO TOKYO. THERE, YOU WILL FIND THE INFORMATION THAT YOU SEEK".
A dark fleshy tentacle rose of up from the well, it reached towards Gin, to pull him down down down. And it struck – nothing. The tentacle passed harmlessly through a vague after image of the super fast were wolf.
The beast of the deep roared. Its tentacle writhed madly for something, anything, fleshy that it could grasp. And eventually it settled for a rat that had been scurrying about nearby. In one quick motion the long limb broke the rats back. And pulled its corpse into the darkness. Towards the hidden things greedy blood stained maw.
Haruka opened the door of the nearest janitors closest. She leapt into it. Then she slammed the door behind her and flipped open her communicator.
"Usagi?"
"Hey Haruka, are you still doing okay"
"Yeah yeah", replied the tall short haired blonde. She eyed the door of the broom closet. Hopefully it was thick enough to muffle their conversation. So the monsters outside wouldn't hear it.
"Do you think we could meet up in front of the school? In about 10 minutes. I don't want to walk to my dorm room alone"
Haruka could hear the foot steps of students passing by. She kept both eyes on the door, and told Usagi through her communicator "I'll be there".
"That's Great!", replied Usagi.
Now that their conversation had reached its conclusion Haruka shut the device. And exited the broom closet. The second her foot reached outside she heard a camera click.
Haruka looked left and right, trying to locate the sound. Then she looked down. And saw a skeevy ass boy with a camera. He was kneeling and aiming the camera up her skirt. Grinning like he'd won some sort of contest.
A vein popped on Haruka's head. She went back into the broom closet and flipped open her communicator.
"Usagi, I'm going to be a little late. There's something I have to take care of"
Haruka left the broom closet again. The jerk had the nerve to get another up skirt shot. Haruka froze, struck by the nerve of him to . . . how dare he?
"That was a pretty good one." Said the slimy ass boy, "I think I might just keep it for my personal-" Haruka swung her fist up and brought it down like a hammer on this boys skull. BAM! His body tumbled to the floor. And now that he was unconscious, and forced to keep his mouth shut, Haruka gave the creep a one over. His hair looked like an oily mop. A big chunk of it covered up one of his eyes and a good portion of his face. There was something thick running down his skin. Haruka thought it was sweat at first, or maybe oil, it wasn't.
"Gross"
Haruka went for the boys camera. It was the same model that she acquired on her eleventh birthday. So, she had no trouble taking out the film from it. "Thanks for the Camera creep", and since the previous owner was a disgusting pervert her conscience was clear when she stole it.
Haruka was still pissed off at what had happened. No had ever . . . well, that was probably because she cross-dressed so much when she was younger. When people think you're a boy they don't do this sort of shit. They treat you like a human being.
She sighed, and started jogging. It'd only take her a few minutes to reach the front of the school. She didn't jog because she had to. She jogged there because it cleared her head. It made her feel . . . free.
When she was a little girl, her parents made her wear feminine clothes all the time. They made her fit an ideal image. She could only fight back through simple acts of resistance. Getting the dress dirty. Smuggling some of her cousin's clothes into her bedroom, and wearing those when no one was looking.
If it was hard to fight back then it was even harder to break free. But when she ran up and down hills. With the wind rustling through her hair, she felt something rise up inside her. She felt something powerful and unique. Something her parents couldn't take away.
And now, Haruka was already out in front of the school. The distance from broom closet to here was only 800 meters. She covered twice that distance back in middle school whenever she'd do sets of 200 meter repeats.
"Haruka!"
Haruka was slowing down when Usagi stated running towards her. So, the taller blonde was caught off guard when her younger counterpart charged into her and gave her the biggest hug, "I was so scared"
"You?", the tall blonde asked incredulously, "scared for me?", she asked while blushing. "Usagi its my job to protect you".
"That doesn't mean I can't be scared for my friends", replied Usagi while she hugged the taller girl even tight. Usagi's head barely came to the taller girls chest. And Usagi's arms were wrapped around the area just below the taller girls chest. Pressed fitfully against Haruka's rib cage
"Usagi, I'm-"
" I don't want to loose you again!", Usagi screamed.
Haruka didn't reply. The fight against galaxia danced before her eyes. Everything they did to try and win. Attacking Hotaru as part of their ruse and . . . it all being useless, it was worse then useless. Then lying on the ground. Being by Michuru's body as the light drained from her eyes. Haruka remembered. She remembered everything.
Usagi's voice brought her back to reality, "I'm just so scared", the younger girl admitted.
Haruka wrapped two large arms around Usagi. She tucked her chin on the smaller girls shoulder and said. "Well, maybe it's not such a bad thing that you're scared. If you weren't scared then I wouldn't get to hold you like this. And . . . I wouldn't have an excuse to buy ice cream for the two of us"
"Ice cream?", Usagi asked.
Haruka pulled back from the embrace. She put a hand underneath her friends chin, and smiled at her, "What was your favorite kind?"
"All of them", replied the shorter blonde.
Haruka sighed, "Well in that case I'm afraid that case then", she looked away from her shorter friend, " I guess I'll have to buy them all. And how ever shall I afford that?"
Usagi laughed. Took a step back and told her friend, "I'm sure you'll find a way".
"Yeah", replied the racing champ, "Maybe I will."
Thunder cackled overhead. Usagi flinched, and nervously glanced at the gathering storm. "If we don't get to the dorms soon then we might get rained on"
Haruka nodded, "Lets go".
"It just keeps going and going", murmured Gin the studious werewolf. Because this morning he'd put in a request at the library for "all materials related to the human realms city of Tokyo". And the Librarians had delivered.
Gin had always been a fast reader. But, in the face of the titanic pile of books, audiotapes, oversized maps, VHS tapes, floppy discs, and magazine stacked before him Gin suddenly felt weak at the knee's.
"No way I'm getting through all this in one day", he huffed while snatching up a VHS, and a video tape, and an audio tape. He went over to a library computer that had a cassete player add on. He turned the computer screen so it would face one of the Libraries TV's, and placed the map in front of the computer screen. After that he set everything up in a blur of movement and light swearing.
Soon he was listening to an audiotape with one headphone on and one headphone off, while eyeing an recording of a human race, and intermittently peering at a map of the Human public transport system. Within thirty seconds he'd already figured out how to hop a ride from Juuban to some place called Nerima. And within a minute he'd already memorized the names and faces of half a dozen racers.
He glaced turned his head to look out the window. It was already getting dark. He turned his head back to the TV and . . . it was her. No, it was him!
Gin took off the headphones. He put down the map. And he stood up. The short haired blonde was in the racing recording. They were standing up on a platform humbly accepting a silver trophy.
"A monster . . . became a racecar driver?"
He moved to the TV and hit the rewind. A name flashed next to the blonde haired racers picture.
Now it was really getting dark out. Gin decided it was time to head in. No point staying up late when there wasn't a full moon. He took out the VHS, and put it back into the pile that the librarians had set up for him. He did the same thing with the map and the audiotape. Then he waltzed up to the librarian's desk.
The Librarian wasn't there at the moment. So, Gin took the extra time to fix his hair. He put on his best illustrious smile. And he gently tapped the bell.
Above him the lights flickered menacing. And a voice shouted from the beyond, "COMING!"
Floor boards creaked, the little "ring if you need assistance" bell shook violently, and then- a ghost head booped up from the table.
"Hi Gin!"
The pigtails of the clever ghost librarian weren't bothered by gravity. So they started to float around. Little bubbles of ectoplasm bubbled up too. Just like they always did. And the ghost librarian's eyes weren't visible. Since they were behind her old fogged up ghost glasses. But she was probably looking at Gin. Who wouldn't want to look at Gin?
Gin, was wearing the standard forest green boys uniform. His white shirt was really right. And his tie was a little to the left. So the librarian instinctively wanted to fix it. But his dark black hair, which still held back by a silver headband so that parts of it fell on either side, looked perfect today. His dark green eyes danced under the harsh artificial light. His mouth was twisted in a playful grin. He leaned onto the counter, looked her in the eye, and said "Thank you for all your help Mrs. Ivanovich". The steam from his breath went towards her. She couldn't feel it of course, because she was already dead.
And his smile got wider, it got warmer like a ray of sunshine, and then he left. Off to the dorms, she supposed. Its such a pity that most mortals had to sleep so much, because if Gin didn't have to sleep then maybe he would talk to her more.
Or maybe he would just keep his nose stuck in those books, the anatomy textbooks, and the witch monthlies. Gin spent hours on those. But she could only hold onto a few scant minutes of his time.
He never stayed after dark. No matter how many times she asked him, "wouldn't you like to stay?" And he just smiled at her. "Maybe forever", she wanted to add.
But she didn't. She couldn't. She was already dead. But, thinking about what Gin would say made her feel faint. Having him nearby made her feel so alive.
Usagi and Haruka ran into the dorm. They were a little wet since it'd started raining a minute ago. Now that they were inside, and they were warm their spirits had improved.
"Hey Haruka"
"Yes Usagi", replied the taller blond.
"I admitted that I was Tsukino Usagi in class today"
"Okay"
"But I talked to the teacher after class. And she says that you can stay here too"
Haruka nodded.
"Only I told her you were a boy, and there is a catch"
"What sort of catch?"
"Oh, well, you'll have to do a few odd jobs here or there. And all the singles are taken. So you'll have to share a room with some one. But my teacher pulled a few strings to make sure you ended up with some one trust worthy, and respectable. I think she told me he's the head of a club"
Haruka nodded again. She'd pretended to be a male racecar driver for the better part of a year. So going incognito didn't bother her at all. Also, she did lots of odd jobs for Michuru already. Like taking out the trash, killing spiders, and fixing up the cars. Doing a few more couldn't be that hard.
"They have some spare boys uniforms in the laundry room", continued Usagi, and here's your room key.
"Thanks", replied Haruka, "Do you want me to walk you to your room?"
"I'll be fine", replied Usagi, " I was scared earlier, but I'm probably just be down the hall from you any ways. So if I need anything then I'll just scream"
"Right", said Haruka, " I guess that I'll see you in the morning"
"See you then", replied Usagi.
Haruka stomped off to the laundry room. She grabbed the clothes, went to a bathroom, and changed without incident. Then she walked up the stairs to her dorm room and swung open the door.
She walked into the room and jammed her now defunct girls uniform underneath the bed that didn't have any clothes by it. She assumed that must be hers. There was some noise coming from the bathroom. Haruka figured that they'd be coming out in a minute and got ready. Might as well make a good impression. But, nothing could prepare her for the meeting that awaited her.
Her roommate stepped out of the bathroom. He was in human form. He was naked. That didn't bother her too much. Since she'd walked through guys changing rooms before. Her room mate rather well endowed, eh, but so were most of her old racing buddies. Nothing noteworthy there. He had a six pack and rock hard bod. Again, that did not phase Haruka. Not one bit. No, it was his face that gave her pause. And his eyes, his forest green eyes, rendered her speechless.
"Hey", he said casually as he moved towards her. "Wasn't expecting any one else to be here and-", the dark haired boy paused. His eyes taking in the tall frame, and short blonde hair, "I'm sorry for the way I treated you earlier. Didn't realize you were a guy"
Storm Blue eyes stared into deep forest green. Haruka's body was rigid. Gin was perfectly at ease. The dark haired boy didn't flinch away from the blondes piercing gaze. Steam was coming off of the boys skin. But the rest of the room was cool.
He moved even closer. Rays of moonlight danced across his human form. "What do you say we start over?" The dark haired boy held out his hand. Haruka accepted it. She grasped it firmly. Gin smiled at her, revealing a set of perfect white teeth.
"My name is Ginei Morioka. I'm president of the Newspaper Club here at Youkai Academy", Gin said, "and you must be Haruka Tenoh"