"Yaaaah!" A battered Kokoa shouted as she ran forward with a huge with a huge metal club in her hand.

Moka stood her ground and waited. When Kokoa got close she delivered a ferocious kick to the side of her head, separating her from her weapon and dropping her to the floor of the dojo.

"Enough Kokoa, we are done for today." Moka turned to go. With Tsukune away she had decided to go ahead and give Kokoa her time. They had been sparring all morning. As always they did not hold back so Kokoa was a mass of bruises and cuts.

"Wa… wait, I… I can con… continue." The red head forced herself back to her feet.

Moka shook her head slightly. "While I admire your determination I do not think much of your sense. It is enough, besides Tsukune should be back soon."

The mention of that name brought a hiss from the young girl. "That's why you want to stop now. So you can see him. Ever since you've gotten here you've spent all your time with him. Why do you waste your time with him?"

Moka flicked some hair from in front of her eye and gave her younger sister a small grin. "You will understand when you are older."

"Why don't you want to spend more time with me onee-sama?" She pleaded. "I haven't seen you in so long and now that you're here I have to drag you along to spend any time with you at all!"

"Do not complain Kokoa," she said. "We have sparred every day I have been here. Perhaps if you wanted to do some other activity I might spend more time with you. Being with Tsukune makes me happy and we can relate to each other without fighting. Think about it Kokoa."

Moka left an unhappy Kokoa still standing there.

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Moka waited outside as patiently as she could. Patience was definitely not one of her virtues. Ria was the one with the patience of a spider.

Thinking of Ria she began to chew her lower lip. She knew her sister too well. There was always a hidden meaning behind everything she did. She could only imagine the sort of things she had shown and told Tsukune.

To her relief she finally spotted the limousine exit the tunnel entrance and drive across the bridge to the castle. The moment the car stopped the back door popped open and Ria leapt out. Her back rigid and her head held high she spotted her sister and stalked over.

"Buy him a leash," she snapped. "He makes a really good pet."

Moka's eyes lidded and she looked back dangerously. It was rare to see Ria so openly angry. "What do you mean by that?"

"Ask him!" She stormed past, deliberately bumping into Moka.

Moka looked back at the limousine. Tsukune stepped out and she noticed his suit seemed a bit torn in places. There was something else she noticed too. As he approached her she crossed her arms over her chest and regarded him with suspicious eyes. "Is there something you wish to tell me?" She asked in a frosty tone.

"Yeah, but not here," he took her hand and led her inside. "We need to talk."

She was surprised at his being this forward but decided not to comment for the moment. She wanted to hear what exactly had happened.

She especially wanted to hear how her sister's scent had gotten mixed with his.

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He brought her back to her bedroom. After shutting the door he released her hand and began pacing in front of her.

"Uhm, Moka-san, there's something I need to tell you. Actually there are a bunch of things I need to talk to you about, but ah, there's one thing I need to tell you first."

She crossed her arms and waited. "Yes?"

He faced her and took a deep breath dreading her reaction. But he knew he had to tell her. "On the way back here Ria tried to… uhm, have her way with me." He stopped right there and looked at her waiting for some reaction. Most likely her beating him while screaming he should know his place. He was surprised when she simply nodded.

"I'd already guessed that."

"WHAT?! How?!"

"Idiot, her scent is all over you Tsukune. Obviously she had a great deal of close contact with you." Her eyelids came down. "What exactly happened?" She asked in a low voice that was nearly a growl.

He got the very definite impression that if he didn't tell her the whole truth she would know it and punish him for it.

"Ah, well, you see…"

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Flashback

Lying there on the limousine floor with a stunningly beautiful woman forcing herself on him Tsukune's heart was pounding. Even through his clothes her body felt amazing and the way she kissed was turning him on more and more with every second.

But then an image popped into his head. It was of Moka. Not the silver haired proud Moka. But of the gentle pink haired girl he had first come to know and care for. He saw her looking at him with those trusting eyes. He thought about what this would do to her, how this would betray the trust that they had and hurt her.

He couldn't do this.

He grabbed her and pushed her off with all his strength. "STOP IT!" Part of his suit ripped in the process as Ria was thrown back on her ass.

She looked at him startled, she had on nothing but her panties, and nylons and he could still smell her lust choking the air. "Ooooh, trying to play hard to get?" She reached for him again but this time he caught both her wrists and brought her up short. Even this did not upset her. "Do you like it rough Tsukune?"

"Just stop it!" He said angrily. "I love Moka-san! I'm sorry but there's no way I could feel the same way about you!"

She grinned slyly. "Who said anything about love? Just give me a good hard fuck and I'll be happy. I'm not going to try and steal you away from her. You can have us both."

"I'm not that sort of guy!"

She laughed at him playfully. "Every guy is that sort of guy. Don't pretend to be anything different. You enjoyed it when I did my little strip tease. I saw the way you looked at me, and I could smell it on you. The body never lies." Her eyes dropped a bit. "Especially not that part."

His face turned a deep, deep red. She had excited him and it showed and there was nothing he could do about it. "I don't deny you're sexy as hell, or that you have turned me on. You're like every teenage boy's fantasy come to life!"

"Lucky you then," she tried to kiss him but he kept his hold on her and forced her to keep a safe distance. "Stop teasing me you naughty boy!"

"No," he told her firmly. "I love Moka-san, she means too much for me to do this. No matter how beautiful you are Ria-san you don't compare to her."

With those words her eyes opened wide and she pulled back from him as if he had slapped her. She stared at him disbelieving. "How dare you," she whispered. "How dare you!!"

"I'm sorry I…"

"SHUT UP!!" She screamed. She glared at him murderously, pulling her lips back and baring her fangs. The scent of lust was quickly replaced by the smell of a deep anger. "How dare you say that to me! How dare you look me in the eye and tell me I am in any way inferior to that arrogant bitch!"

"She's your sister."

"Shut up! I know what the hell she is!" Ria grabbed her bra from off the floor and quickly put it back on followed swiftly by her dress and the rest of her clothes. "You have no idea what you've missed out on you idiot! Do you know how many lovers I've had? Every one of them has cried when I got bored with them! Every one of them has come back to me begging me for more! I could have given you the most amazing mind blowing time of your life! And instead you reject me? And for her? Why? Am I not beautiful enough for you? Am I not sexy enough? Am I not willing enough? What the hell is wrong with me?"

"You're not Moka!" He blurted out.

The second he said it he knew it was the worst possible thing he could have uttered. She defiantly stared at him as she pulled on her gloves. All her emotion seemed to pool into her eyes, he could almst feel them stabbing into him. "You are going to regret this." She promised him in a low voice.

Then as he watched she climbed up off the floor and took a seat again on the far left. "Get up and sit down, it'll still be awhile." She told him in a cold voice.

Carefully he got up and sat all the way over on the right, as far from her as possible. He continued to look over unsure of himself. "Uh, you're not going to attack me are you?"

She looked at him coldly. "That's not my way," she sneered. "As you point out I am not Moka."

He gave a sigh of relief. "I'm… I'm glad."

"Don't look so relieved," she told him. "You should be wary of the vengeance of a patient woman."

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"We didn't say anything else the whole way back."

"I see," Moka nodded. She looked at him regretfully. "I am sorry Tsuknue; this is exactly the sort of thing I wanted to keep you from being involved in. I am sorry. I will do whatever I can to protect you, but it seems she hates you now."

"Aren't you shocked that she would do something like that?!" He couldn't believe how calmly she was taking all this.

She gave him a sad shake of the head. "Regretfully no, as I told you, I know her well." She then reached out and gently touched his cheek. "But thank you Tsukune, for being so faithful. I am very glad that my trust in you was not misplaced."

Regretfully he reached up and took her hand away. "Moka-san, that was only the first thing. There is a lot we need to talk about."

She nodded. "Of course, very well Tsukune. Ask me whatever you want. It's time for me to tell you the harsh truths about my family."

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Ria entered the game room looking calm, she went over to the chess table. The one where she and Tsukune had played and she had started to get to know him.

"Aaaarck!" She brought her fist down smashing through the chess board and the table beneath. Not nearly satisfied with that she stomped on the broken pieces and smashed and kicked them until they were rendered nothing but wood chips. When she had finally worked off enough of her frustration she slowly let herself calm down.

Looking at the mess she had made she felt embarrassed. "Well that was adult of me," she muttered. "I might as well be Kokoa or Moka." Mentioning her sister's name reminded her of what he had said.

Tsukune would never have guessed that Moka was the one she hated above all others. That she had originally been interested in and wanted him only because he had belonged to her. To be compared to that person and found inferior! She clenched her fists just thinking about it Oh you'll suffer for this Aono Tsukune I promise you that! Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!

There was a timid knock at the door.

"Come!" She barked.

The door opened and Ooolock cautiously peered in, once more in his true form. "Mistress, your father has sent word that he will arrive home tonight."

She nodded. "Good," she said. "I look forward to finally seeing him again." She looked at her personal servant and waved him in. "Come in Ooolock, there's something I need to tell you."

"Ye… yes mistress?" He entered nervously.

She looked down on his stunted form. "You saw me humiliated today. You know I can't have that."

The goblin stared up at her in open terror. "Ooolock would never talk!"

"Oh me, oh my, I know that. But you know, do you think I can stand having a worthless goblin know my shame?"

"Please don't eat me mistress!" he cried out.

"Eat you?" Her mouth twisted in rank distaste. "I would sooner drink water fresh from the toilet than goblin blood."

His sudden look of relief made her laugh.

Her hand grabbed his neck. "So I'll just kill you."

Snap.

His body jerked once and then crumpled to the floor. She would have to get a couple servants to dispose of it and clean up the broken table. She would also need to get a new chessboard and pick out a new personal servant. But all that could wait.

She smiled to herself as she left to return to her room and start planning exactly what she was going to report to father about one Aono Tsukune.