Meetings and Farewells

Landing in Hong Kong was, as expected for first-time-fliers, a terrifying experience.

Kurumu in fact lept off her seat, she had 'forgotten' fastening her seat belt, and straight into Tsukune's lap once the wheels touched down.

Mizore instead preferred to simply show up behind Tsukune, having used her ninja skills to sneak right behind him, and hold on to him for dear life.

As was expected, the killing aura that emanated from the angry vampiress was impressive, even while she restrained her youki.

"Ura-chan, your aura, you're thinking about killing them."

That only caused said 'Ura-chan' to harrumph and think her reply annoyed. "Damn right I am, doing such an embarassing thing!"

Instead of terrifying Omote, as had been her original plan however, that just cause the pink-haired vampiress to sweat-drop and sigh about how dishonest Ura was being.

"Master Fan-Fan, Lady Ling-Ling, please, this way." A man wearing an impeccable human disguise and black suit called the group of four over to a large limousine waiting for them.

Tsukune was offered to enter first, but him being ever-cautious, he refused and instead let Ling-Ling go first, he knew that despite her being 'already dead', she was important to Fan-Fan. He wouldn't risk her safety.

Which means that, once she entered and situated herself in the luxurious leather seats, the car was safe to enter.

The smirk on the zombie's face told him that she knew of what he was doing, and most importantly she approved.

"My, my, Tsukune-kun." She cooed at him. "Ever the gracious guest and ever the vigilant warden..."

Tsukune grunted as he looked around. "I've learned that one can never be too careful." And many scenes passed through his mind at that. Mizore's abduction, Kurumu's abduction, Moka's abduction, Moka lieing almost defeated on the floor, Mizore bleeding heavily from her stomach... There was no way he was letting his guard down, even for a second.

Mizore however had a different opinion. Gently laying a hand on his shoulder, she could see him tense before relaxing at her touch. "Tsukune, it's alright. The car is clear." What could she say? Ruby's training regime had helped her greatly, despite it only being for a few days. Forming a mirror of ice under the car to check out any possible placement of explosives or irregularities had been child's play.

Breathing a sigh of relief Tsukune let himself relax, at least physically. Mentally, he still kept his guard up, as well as his supernatural radar. There may not be a bomb under the car, but there could be enemies anywhere, be they of Fan-Fan's family or their enemies'. "Thanks, Mizore-chan."

Of course, the fact that he praised Mizore alone for her help, had Kurumu pouting at him and claiming the snow-woman was trying to scheme her way into his heart. Their now-patented childish brawl started almost immidiately after.

"Would you stop this immature shameful behaviour of yours?" Moka interrupted the two arguing ayashi, looking coldly at them. "Between such pointless fights, your shameless attempts at seduction and your already annoying antics, I am half considering showing you your places."

"Oh my, Moka, are you jealous of our skinship with Tsukune-kun?" Taunted Kurumu as she hugged said boy to her chest. The vampiress was so funny to rile up. Even if she got annoyed enough to hit her, it was more of an annoyance than pain; Moka never hit nerves, only muscles. "You don't have to hold back, come on and join us..." That last came out with a breathy whisper that had poor Tsukune struggle to contain himself.

Watching the uptight and stoic woman sputter in denial was highly amusing for everyone there, even if poor Fan-Fan never got the joke.

Sensing that Moka's embarassement was reaching critical levels (and not wanting a meltdown... yet) Kurumu quickly raised her hands in defence. "Oh come on Moka, it's just teasing, teasing! It's normal amongst friends you know!" Of course, she didn't have to say that most friends don't have anywhere near as much innuendo in their teasing, nor that they meant most of of that innuendo.

Only Mizore knew just what Kurumu really felt about their friends. With any luck though, that would change.

Moka however was preoccupied with more important matters. Friends. That's what Kurumu had said and she had learned to trust the succubus' word, if not her rather questionable morality.

How could they consider her a friend? A friend!

She was Akashiya Moka, royalty amongst royalties, Super Vampire!

Besides, they preferred her other side, didn't they? That's why they were so frantic to restore her seal, didn't they?

So how could they claim her as a 'friend'? How could they, nay, how dare they link her to them like this?

No, she had to stop thinking like this! Thoughts like this disrupted her focus.

Pain like this... turns me to a normal person...

She had to focus, remove her emotions and control herself.

Repair her seal. Yes, that was all she had to do, repair her seal and surrender her existence to her Outer.

That was all she had to do, all she could do.

Only then would this pain go away.

So she looked outside, ignoring everyone, much to their surprise as they did expect her to retaliate physically or at least verbally to Kurumu's barb.

People passed them by as they swerved, undetected, through their crowds. Buildings, people, animals.

Nothing.

No one knew of their existence beyond the limited ring of their society. No one would bat an eye if they disappeared.

Nothing.

They were all born, aged and deceased and not a single person would look their way.

Such ephemeral, unimportant existences.

Her muscles clenched.

Nothing.

There was nothing.

There would be nothing.

So small, as if they didn't exist.

They didn't exist.

A flicker of existence in an endless eternity.

That was what she had been meant for. She was 'immortal'. 'Eternal'.

No one else would be close to her.

Only her family, only they.

She would forever be...

Nothing.

Void.

Eternal.

A hand wrapped around her shoulders, shaking even while she tried to control her shivers. Familiar, too familiar, warmth seeped into her, beating away the cold wind that had captivated her.

"Moka-san? Are you alright? You know we'll always be here for you, right?"

"No. You won't. You are but a human, after all." There was venom in her voice and it hurt Tsukune so... She could feel it in his flinch.

His arm didn't leave her, even when she tried to swat it away. "You are mortal. You all are."

"Oi, Moka! There's no need to be so mean about it!" Raged Kurumu, her emotions always worn on her sleeves. But even Mizore had a look of anger, or was it hurt, on her face.

Wong Ling-Ling made to speak, she could use this opportunity. After all, Tsukune might be an ally, but if she could make him a servant, it would be better right? If what she knew of human psychology was correct, she could turn the tables.

She was not given the chance as he didn't reel back from Moka, instead pulled her to him a little bit tighter. "That's true but... Mother once told me something..." His voice was low and melancholic. "Death may take everything around you, but you only loose them when you forget about them." There was something else now in his chestnut eyes. "You would never forget us Moka-san. So, you see, whether we are all mortal or not, as long as you remember us, we'll always be with you. We are all friends after all, right?"

Seeing the vampiress' surprised look, and knowing she would at the very least think about Tsukune's words, Kurumu smirked. "Oh Tsukune!" She cooed at him. "You can be more than friends with me. You can be anything with me! A-ny-thing!" To finalize her seduction, she leaned forward just so, giving him a good view of her bountiful assets, bouncing as they were from the less than perfect road.

Having had enough and knowing full-well when to stop Kurumu's seduction, Mizore bopped her friend lightly. "Control yourself around my husband boob-monster." She knew Tsukune still hadn't come to grips with who and what he was; pushing him too far, too fast, would lead to him rejecting them. "Find a more quiet and decent place to do that." Of course, that didn't mean that she was any better at resisting a chance to seduce the boy.

And while the two girls bickered, again, Tsukune valiantly tried to stop them and two chinese youkai watched on in amusement (one of them with a dash of trepidation as well), Akashiya Moka wondered and hoped.

She knew it was pointless to hope, there was no such thing as 'miracles', but... even so.

She didn't want to forget. She didn't want to loose any of this.

These few people who, to her, had become more important than her own heritage.

A/N:

Sorry for the delay and the poor quality. On the better side of things, I'm free from the army, soon I should be back in authoring shape. Hope to catch all of you then. Until that time, please review and help me fix the chapter.

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