"Rosario + Vampire: A Goddess of a Different Sort"
Chapter 20 "Truth"
Based upon Rosario + Vampire characters created by Akihisa Ikeda.
Oh! My Goddess! was created by Kosuke Fujishima.
I own nothing but the story, itself!
Original idea and story written by Gamera68.
Rated M for some mature themes.
Genres: Romance / Hurt – Comfort / Fantasy / Comedy
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Author's Note:
After much debating, I decided to write another chapter before the upcoming Halloween one. This will be more of a flashback than anything.
A couple of readers recently requested via Reviews that they wanted to see more of "Inner" Moka – who in this story as you know is called Mocaccino; she is the Goddess Moka's Angel. This will go into greater detail why she has silvery-white hair and red eyes.
A BIG shout-out to my faithful readers 'Th3-Dragon Lord' and 'Jay AKA Jordan' on FF for their request to see Inner Moka once again.
So if you guys and gals do leave GOOD ideas in your Reviews, you may just see your them in the story along with a shout-out! :)
Also PLEASE read the A/N at the very bottom since it answers more questions about Mocaccino (Inner Moka) in this story.
The Author's Notes (A/N) are always here for a reason and usually contain important plot-specific details and / or information.
This chapter may seem short but I put a lot of effort into all of the back-story regarding the main plot.
Okay. Enough rambling! Onto chapter 20! Enjoy!
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Asgard, nearly 8 years ago...
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"Goddess-in-training Moka, step forth and be judged," an older, male, voice cried out.
The white-garbed, god in question was none-other than that of the Almighty One himself, Odin. He stood rather tall; his impressive presence made Moka cringe, as she neared his ornate podium which was made of white marble.
His left eye was covered by a black, leather, eye patch. His long, white hair ran down to his shoulders. The front of his head was bald, which showed his age. His right, blue, eye glared at Moka as she slowly approached him.
"As you are fully aware, you are to be judged by a jury of your peers for your actions against Asgard; namely assisting Alucard in his destruction of the Judgment Gate, and for slaughtering the Valkyries with your Angel. What do you have to say, Goddess? Do you have any last words for your actions?" Odin bellowed.
The 14 year old Moka stood there with tears in her eyes as her shoulders shook against the sobs that quickly overcame her.
"I – I'm so-sorry..." she spoke, her voice barely a whisper.
"Speak up! You have already admitted your sin and are to be judged as such!" Odin, her uncle, hollered obstreperously, as he stood to his feet and pointed his gavel at Moka.
"I – never meant... to do that – I'm... sorry," she said as she cried heavily, wracked with guilt and grief.
Moka then dropped to her knees and covered her face with both of her hands. Her elder sister, Kurumu, swiftly ran up to her side and attempted to console her.
The lightning goddess glared at her Uncle as she held her sister close and wrapped her arms around her in a comforting gesture.
"Can't ya' see that she's suffered enough, Uncle? Why don't ya' just seal away her memories and everything will be okay? Alucard brainwashed her! It wasn't her fault! Ya' can't do that to her!" Kurumu half-shouted as she herself shed a few tears, as well.
"Do not test me, Kurumu. You have no say in this matter. Her punishment has already been decided!" Odin spoke as he took a seat once more.
Two, elder, gods walked up to Moka and shoved Kurumu aside. They each grabbed one of the pink-haired goddess' arms and pulled her to her feet. She attempted to free herself from their grasp but was unable to do as such since they were many times her height and strength.
"Hey! What the hell?" the blue-haired goddess asked, as she stood up and was about to blast them to smithereens with a well-aimed lightning bolt.
Her Father, Issa walked up to his eldest daughter, grabbed her by the collar of her gown, and pulled her back before she did anything she may regret, later on. He then escorted her to where he stood and held her firmly, lest she attempted to just do as she pleased.
Yukari, who was around 6 years old at the time, had not a clue as to what transpired but knew something was amiss in regards to her big sister, Moka.
"Big sis Kurumu? Is big sis Moka gonna be okay?" she asked as she hugged Kurumu around her hips and wanted an explanation of sorts. Even though she was rather intelligent for her age, she did not comprehend the severity of the situation.
"Yeah, she'll be just fine. No worries," the blue-haired Norn lied. She did the best she could to put on a brave front, especially in front of her youngest sister. Kurumu was already crying on the inside, anyway.
Kurumu had an inkling to what was about to occur since a similar fate befell Alucard. He was not only stripped of his god-like abilities but his physical form as well. What remained of his essence was placed into a small, stone-like mask and sealed away in the Lunar Prison for all of eternity.
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"Akasha, step forth," Odin commanded in a booming voice.
Akasha, as instructed, walked up to Odin's podium with a somber expression plastered across her face. In her left hand, she held something. She slowly walked up to her daughter Moka with tears in her emerald, green, eyes.
She then bent down to her daughter's level with sadness and regret.
"I am so, so, sorry dear. This... is for the best. I am also sorry that I misjudged Alucard... since I am the one... who chose him to be your mentor. I know what you did was... out of love... for him but you must know this: I do not entirely blame you for what happened... as I am just as much to blame as anyone else. I am so, sorry, Moka. I'm doing this because... I love you and I pray that you can forgive me, someday," Akasha breathed out between sobs.
She then reached up to Moka and wrapped the leather item in question she carried, around her daughter's neck. It then locked in place with a loud "click"
"Mother? What is this?" Moka asked in a mild panic.
Attached to the leather collar, hung a large, metal, cross. In the center of the crucifix was a blood-red stone – round in shape. It reminded Moka of a demon's eye.
The enchanted adornment hung from the black, leather, collar on a short, thick, chain in the center, just above her chest. It was flanked on either side by, two, smaller, ball-type chains which were connected to the lock that was located in the back and held in place by a special incantation.
"This 'Rosary' will temporarily seal your powers during your banishment. You will not be able to remove it, whatsoever. It will also sever your connection to Yggdrasil and your Angel," Akasha explained as she stood up and held Moka close.
"My – Angel? Mocaccino?" Moka asked as she was overcome with a sense of dread and fear.
Banished? To where? And for how long?
How could she be disconnected from not only her source of supernatural abilities, but her other half, as well?
All of these questions weighed heavily on the young, Goddess' mind.
Before Moka could protest any further, she felt a powerful sensation course through her body.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Moka yelled out in excruciating agony as the magical item worked as promised. She then slumped to the cold, tiled, floor and was rendered unconscious.
"MOKA!" Kurumu yelled.
She placed her left hand over her mouth in shock as she shed tears for her younger sister.
The two gods picked the fallen goddess up and carried her out of the courtroom. Akasha heavily cried for her daughter and knew what was about to happen would change her, forever.
"Big sis! No!" Yukari screamed out in horror as she saw her sister carried away to who-knows-where.
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Sometime after, Moka eventually awoke somewhere unfamiliar.
It was pitch dark and she felt as though she were weightless. She could not even see her hand in front of her face. Not only that but she felt suddenly cold and utterly, alone.
"Hello? Is anyone here?" she inquired, unsure of her bearings.
"Mother? Father? Sisters? Anyone?" she cried out.
"Mocaccino? Are you there? Please come forth!"
Unable to hear her Angel's voice, Moka dreaded the worse.
"I'm not upset anymore, Mocaccino. You can come out now. I need you, alright?"
"This isn't funny. I don't know where we are... and I'm really scared! Please, come out. I need you... Please! Oh no... No, no, no, this can't be happening. Mother? Kurumu? Yukari?"
"I said I was sorry. I'll be a good girl. I promise! I didn't mean to do all of that and it won't happen again. Anyone... please help me. Oh no. What have I done? Where am I? What is this dreadful place?"
"Tsukune! I need to see him. Oh right. He forgot about me. It was all my fault."
"I broke the rules, yet again. What kind of Goddess can't even follow the rules? I'm pretty pathetic, aren't I? Here I am, somewhere. And I'm even talking to myself."
Moka slowly pulled her legs up to her chest and then wrapped her arms around them.
"I guess I'm always going to be alone. Nobody would want me. I'm nothing but a failure as a Goddess. I mean, Goddess-in-training. And I was so close to getting my license and I messed up... again."
"I don't want this. I'll be good. Really! I'll follow the rules and even work with mother in the Goddess Relief Office! No. She won't want me there. Who would want me? I'm nothing but a broken Goddess. Oh Tsukune. I wish I could see you again."
"But would he want to ever see me, like this? No. He wouldn't. I need to stay positive. Once I get out of here; well, wherever here is... I'll complete my goddess training and be the best Wish-granter ever."
"I just want to make up for my mistakes and start all over again. Is that wrong? Am I being selfish? No. I need to stop thinking that way. If I'm ever to become a Wish-granter, then its my job to make others happy. I have to put others first and myself, second. That's what mother always said."
"I need to look at the bright side of things. But it's so dark here. And cold. And lonely. I wish I could see somebody. Anybody. But why can't I talk to Mocaccino? Maybe it has to do with this Rosary. Mother said it would... it would... sever my connection to Yggdrasil and Mocaccino. Is that why I feel so weak and alone?"
"But I really do want to see Tsukune, again, someday. He was my only friend and still wanted to be my friend after he told me that it was okay seal his memories away. He said that didn't want to see me sad. And he even told me... that he loved me and made another promise with me. Oh, Tsukune. Please, save me... I truly wish to see... you again someday. I don't want to be alone. Please...help me... TSUKUNE!"
This went on everyday for 3 months.
The Goddess Moka was truly, never the same again after her isolation in Purgatory. But her life would change someday, for the better.
Her wish would one day come to fruition several years later as Fate sometimes has a way of making things that went awfully wrong, oh so right, again.
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Friday, October 2. Nekomi, Japan.
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"Tsukune!" Moka yelled out in fear as she abruptly felt, alone.
"I'm here, Moka," he said as he pulled her closer to himself.
She was trembling, no question about it. Most likely due to a bad dream, if he were to take an educated guess. He felt her heart hammering like mad in her chest. She was perspiring; her forehead damp from her nighttime memories.
He also heard her mumbling something incoherent in her sleep, and his name, as well.
"Please... don't leave me. I'll be good... I promise," she cried out as she pulled him closer and held him firmer.
"It's okay. I'm not going anywhere," he gently said as he wrapped his right arm around her shaking frame, and held her protectively.
"I'm sorry... please... Tsukune... save me," Moka sobbed as tears flowed freely down her cheeks and into her pillow.
"Shh... it's alright Moka," Tsukune quietly said as he kissed her forehead.
"Tsukune?"
"It's okay. I'm here for you, Moka."
She slowly opened her swollen, tear-stained eyes and wondered to herself where she was. Moka saw her fiancé with a worried look across his brow. She then leaned against him and heavily sighed.
The Goddess knew she had awoken him due to her bad dream. It was not on purpose, of course. She glanced across the room and noted the time on the digital alarm clock which sat on the dresser. It read 4:45 AM with its bright, blue, display.
It was still dark outside, she noticed, since it was already Autumn and the days had grown much shorter and cooler.
"I'm sorry that I woke you up, Tsukune," she said with an apologetic smile.
"It's alright. I was just worried about you," he replied.
"Thank you for your concern, love. I know that you have class today and I have to be at work later on," she said with a yawn.
She then laid her head on his shoulder and attempted to ease her pounding heart.
"Are you gonna be okay, Moka?"
"Yes, I'll be fine. Thank you for asking, Tsukune."
"That's good. Um... do you wanna talk about it? Ya' know that I'm a good listener."
"I just had another bad dream, is all."
"I kind of figured. It had to do with you and Mocaccino again, right?"
"Yes. When I was in... that place..." Moka said with another tear in her eye.
"Purgatory, right?"
"Yes. I was so alone there. And cold. I wouldn't wish that on anyone," she answered as the awful memories bubbled to the surface.
"Ah, please don't cry Moka. I know it must have been really hard on ya' but you're not alone anymore. You have me and your sisters again, right? Even my silly cousin Kyoko's your friend, too. Why don't you bring Mocaccino out? I'm sure she'd be really happy to see ya' again," he said with a first-class grin which placated her sadness.
"Thank you, Tsukune. Yes, you're right of course. And I'm sure that she'd like to see you, as well" Moka answered with a sniffle.
"Hey, it's not a problem, Moka. I'm always gonna be here for ya'," he said as he passionately kissed her for several minutes.
After they ended their kiss for air, Moka stood up on her knees.
"Mocaccino, please come forth!" the Norn of the Present said in a semi-serious tone.
'Yes, Mistress. As you wish,' Mocaccino replied as she made her entrance.
A bluish-white glow engulfed their bedroom as the Angelic apparition spread her white, feathered, wings followed with a gust of air; as she materialized from out of Moka's back. Once the light and wind vanished, Mocaccino floated down toward the bed and hovered over her Mistress.
'Hello, Tsukune,' the Angel wordlessly greeted.
"Hi, Mocaccino," Tsukune replied with a blush.
'Mistress, may I lay down too?' the Angel asked as she nervously poked her index fingers together out of habit which she had picked up from Moka, naturally.
"Yes, I suppose you can; as long as you behave yourself," Moka replied as she laid down next to Tsukune and held him in a possessive manner.
'Thank you, Mistress!' Mocaccino replied in a childlike fashion as she took the empty spot on Tsukune's right-hand side while she happily clapped her hands together.
At least she was 'dressed' in a sheet-like material this time and not nude like she was in the Onsen, back in June.
"Um, what are ya' doing, Mocaccino?" Tsukune asked with a sweat-drop since he thought that she would have laid down next to Moka on his left, instead.
'I'm making myself comfortable, of course,' was the Angel's obvious reply. She then moved the blanket out of her way and then placed it on top of herself after she had laid down on the futon.
"Do not get any ideas in that head of yours, Mocaccino. Tsukune is still my fiancé," Moka warned with a glare in her emerald green, eyes.
'I am merely laying down, Mistress. You have my word that I will behave myself. Or at least I shall try,' Mocaccino said as she winked at Tsukune which caused him to blush bright red at the flirtatious gesture.
"I'm sure she'll be good this time, Moka. Let's just try to get some rest as I can tell that you're still rattled from earlier," Tsukune said with a smile.
Moka then reached over and kissed him once again, as she gave his idea some thought.
"Okay, Tsukune. You do make a good point. I'm still a little sleepy, myself," Moka replied with another yawn as she laid on her right side and snuggled next to her best friend, Tsukune.
The trio closed their eyes and slowly fell into the peaceful pull of slumber.
Once Tsukune and Moka were fast asleep, Mocaccino came closer to the ebony-haired male, nestled up to his warm back, and then fluttered her ruby-red eyes, closed. With a smile upon her pink lips, the Angel too was at rest, content to be near the other person she deeply cared about, besides her Mistress.
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As the early morning sun trickled its light into the bedroom, Tsukune awoke a few minutes later and wondered to himself, why he felt so heavy. He slowly opened his chocolate-brown eyes, looked towards his right, and was surprised to see that the Angel, Mocaccino, was still, very much, fast asleep. She had used his right shoulder as a temporary pillow, it would seem.
He then turned his head towards the left and noticed that Moka had used his other shoulder as a cushion of sorts. She lazily had her left arm draped across his lower torso, as well.
'Maybe they really are similar,' he mused.
He then blushed brightly and quickly realized that his current predicament somehow reminded him of a harem-themed, manga series.
'I'm so screwed,' he silently cursed.
Sensing her fiancé's internal conflict, Moka slowly opened her partially-swollen eyes and offered him a bashful smile.
"Good morning, Tsukune," she said followed with an adorable yawn which she covered with her left hand.
"Um, good morning, Moka," he weakly replied with a sweat-drop.
He prayed that she would not be upset due to her Angel's actions which could result in another Jealousy Storm. It could be disastrous not only to himself, but their shared bedroom, as well.
"Don't worry. I can see that she loves you as much as I do," Moka replied as she softly kissed his left cheek.
"Um... I guess so. You're not upset... are ya'?" he inquired, wary of her reply.
"No. Why would I be? She's a part of me, Tsukune. You know this is true, right?" Moka answered with a soft smile that partially alleviated his anxiety.
"Oh, um... well – ya' know. Since she... um... kissed me before, and whatnot," he stammered out as his cheeks heated up once again.
"You have nothing to worry about, Tsukune. We both love and respect you very much. Everything I feel when I'm with you, she does as well. That's why my powers have increased... exponentially... since we've gotten... closer," Moka answered as her cheeks tinted pink.
"I see. You mentioned that before but haven't said anything about it since then. I mean I'm glad to hear that – but how is that possible? I thought your powers were connected to Yggdrasil?" he asked, somewhat skeptically.
"They are, more or less. But the more a Goddess feels true love, her powers become more – focused I guess you could say," Moka replied with a blush from admitting as much, as embarrassed as she was.
"Okay. I see. I didn't mean to sound like I really didn't believe ya' or anything. It's just something that I'm gonna have to get used to, I guess," he said with a nervous chuckle.
"It's okay, Tsukune. I can understand your confusion," Moka replied as she reached up and gently brushed the side of his face with her left hand.
"Oh, Moka..."
"Tsukune..."
"Oh, Moka..."
"Tsukune... kiss me... please..."
He leaned closer to his beautiful fiancée, met her lips halfway, and then kissed her feverishly. As their tongues wrestled playfully, they both became more stimulated as their embrace brought them much closer. She slowly wrapped her slender arms around his shoulders as she felt as though she were on cloud nine. He returned her passionate hug and held her securely, yet, lovingly.
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'Mistress?' Mocaccino said as she her head hit the mattress with a soft 'thud'since her 'pillow' had suddenly left.
She looked to her left and smiled happily as she saw that her Mistress was indeed, rather occupied at the moment. Although Moka could communicate with Mocaccino silently, she was far too engrossed with her betrothed, to notice her Angel's quiet pleas for immediate attention.
'Oh Mistress, you are quite blessed. Ah, I wish I were kissing him instead,' the Angel pouted as she pursed her lips in an immature manner.
She recalled the first time she actually 'met' Tsukune, face-to-face on his birthday and kissed him anyway, just to experience what it was like, firsthand. Mocaccino also remembered Moka's stern warning about not doing that ever again, no matter how 'cute' Tsukune was.
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Several minutes later the couple felt that they were being watched. Once they ended their long kiss, they both looked towards the ceiling and were not surprised to see whom had openly observed them be all 'lovey-dovey', as Yukari would put it.
Without question it was Mocaccino. And her face was lightly tinted pink, it would seem.
Moka blushed profusely and promptly threw the blue blanket over her head in order to conceal her extreme embarrassment. She buried her head next to Tsukune's chest and remained still for several moments as a myriad of emotions raced through her mind.
'Oh my, Mistress. How bold of you and in broad daylight, nonetheless,' Mocaccino mischievously teased.
Moka poked her head from under the plush blanket, picked up her pillow, and tossed at the peeping Angel. It softly collided with the side of her head and caused her to wonder what had just happened. She caught the offensive pillow in her right hand before gravity pulled it back towards the earth and hurled it at her target with astonishing accuracy.
"Okay, now you've done it, Mocaccino. Pillow fight!" Moka yelped as she yanked Tsukune's pillow from under his head and attacked her Angel as she cackled loudly as if she had lost all common sense.
Tsukune rolled off of the futon bed as Moka and her Angel pummeled each other with the soft pillows like a pair of rambunctious 5 year-old's. He then stood near the door and could not believe his eyes.
This went on for several minutes as they each got in several well-placed hits with the oblong-shaped, bed cushions as they both giggled heartily.
Tsukune doubled over in laughter as their pillows exploded a moment later which sent thousands of tiny feathers flying all over their bedroom.
Moka and her Angel joined in the laughter as they were both covered in the down plumes which stuck to their heads and every square centimeter of the bedroom. It was an utterly ridiculous sight, truth be told!
With a sigh of defeat, Mocaccino gave her Mistress a warm hug before she returned to her home, inside of Moka.
"Feeling better, now?" Tsukune asked as he attempted to wipe the small feathers off of his nightwear.
"Oh yes. Much better," Moka replied with a wide grin.
"I'm glad to hear it. Ah, don't worry about the pillows. We have some more in the closet," he said as she examined their room and was somewhat aghast at the mess.
"Oh, okay Tsukune. You're not upset are you? I mean, I was the one who started the pillow fight," Moka asked as she anxiously poked her index fingers together.
"Why would I be upset? Me and Kyoko used to do this all the time. My mom would get really mad and scold us, of course, but ya' know... it's not a big deal to me because I get to see you smile again. Besides, you do have a cute laugh," he said with a grin.
Moka then flung herself into his arms with a smile of her own. Luckily, the force of her glomp had knocked him to the bed.
"Oh, Tsukune. You really are the sweetest man I've ever known," Moka replied as she hugged him firmly. He the wrapped his arms around her slender waist and held her equally.
"Well, I'm just being myself," he said with a smile as she tenderly kissed his neck and ear which in turn, sent a shiver of pleasure down his spine.
"I do love you so very much, Tsukune... and thank you for being here for me."
"I love you too Moka. I'm always gonna be here for ya'. In good times and in bad."
Moka just remained in the arms of her love and felt much closer to him than she normally did. Maybe it was because she had thought of him when she had her nightmare. Maybe it was because she knew that he would always be there for her, in good times, as well as bad. He had confirmed just as much, himself.
She no longer thought about that issue as she felt an irresistible urge to be more intimate with him. But she did not want him to get the wrong idea and think that something was amiss with her. But that did not deter her from showering him with many kisses, which he rather enjoyed. He was her one bright spot in the pit of never ending darkness.
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(A/N: This second half of the chapter has nothing to do with the main plot and is just for fun. No Lemons but an implied Lime.)
After Tsukune and Moka had cleaned up their bedroom due to the impromptu pillow fight, they had eventually gotten themselves dressed for the day after another hot and heavy, make-out session. Once they arrived in the tea room, they were greeted by Moka's two sisters and Tsukune's cousin who viewed them with suspicious eyes.
"Um, what's going on?" Tsukune asked. He suddenly felt as if he were the main suspect on trial for some sort of crime.
"Good morning, you two," Kurumu said with a catlike grin.
Yukari just blankly stared off into space and was deeply-engrossed in another one of her perverted fantasies.
"Good morning," Moka replied with a small smile.
"We heard you guys laughing earlier and we wondered what was going on," Kyoko said as she glared at Tsukune.
"Oh that. Moka and her Angel had a pillow fight," Tsukune explained as he took a seat at the kotatsu table, with Moka on his left.
"Really?" Yukari asked with a toothy grin once she had snapped out of her trance.
"Well, yes. It's a really long story and so much happened this morning..." Moka said as she looked down at the table with a melancholy expression.
"Are you okay, Moka? Ya' know, we're you're family and we gotta stick together," Kurumu said with sympathy.
"I'll be okay, but thank you for asking. It was merely a bad dream and then the pillow fight, like Tsukune said. Oh my... it's this late already? I must go and prepare breakfast right away," Moka said as she glanced up at the old clock which hung on the wall and noticed that it was half-past 7 in the morning.
"It's okay Moka. It looks like you had a rough night so I can make breakfast, instead," Kurumu offered as she jumped to her feet.
"Wait a minute? Kurumu can cook?" Tsukune asked wide-eyed.
"Oh, you don't have to do that Kurumu," Moka softly objected.
"It's fine. I can cook something edible, ya' know. Like eggs and toast. I mean - how hard can it be? Don't worry about it. Even Yukari can help out if she wants," the blue-haired bombshell countered with a wink.
"Sure! I'd love to help!" Yukari said out of character, as she practically flew out of the tea room with Kurumu hot on her heels.
Tsukune, Moka, and Kyoko just sweat-dropped at their enthusiastic endeavor.
"I hope they don't burn the house down," Tsukune joked just as Yukari carried in a wooden tray a few moments, later.
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The youngest Norn then carefully set the tray on the low table. She placed a ceramic tea cup in front of Tsukune and Moka since Kyoko was not much of a tea drinker. She prefered hard liquor straight from the bottle, instead.
Yukari then slowly poured a cup of warm tea for Moka and then Tsukune. She left the teapot in the center of the table as she picked up the wooden serving tray and nonchalantly held it behind her back while she rocked back and forth on the heels of her feet.
"Oh thank you, Yukari. That was very thoughtful of you," Moka said as she picked up her tea cup and inhaled the relaxing fragrance.
"Uh, you're welcome, Moka," Yukari said as she turned around and leisurely walked out of the tea room while she whistled a nameless tune.
Kyoko remained quiet as she had no clue in regards to what had just transpired a moment ago. Everyone seemed so out of character, she thought.
"Hey, this isn't bad," Tsukune commented after he had a few sips of his tea.
"Oh, you're right. I wonder what type of blend this is?" Moka added after she had tried it, herself.
"I mean it's not as good as your tea, Moka," Tsukune said with a hard blush.
"Oh, Tsukune. That's so sweet of you. You always know what to say. No wonder I want to just tear off all of your clothes and have my way with you right now," Moka replied as she placed her tea cup on the table and scooted closer to Tsukune.
"What the hell?" Kyoko blurted out as she thought she had heard something so unbelievable again, she thought she had to be hallucinating. Or was having some sort of weird flashback to a party she may or may not have attended, recently.
"Well, I'm just being myself, Moka. And I gotta say, you have the most beautiful body I've ever seen. Your breasts are so big, soft ,and firm. And those legs of yours? I get really turned on just by looking at them. And your curvy butt? Wow. I don't even know what to say about that," Tsukune said as he placed his left hand on the small of Moka's back and pulled her in for a heated kiss.
"Oh Tsukune... take me now on the table!"
"Moka... show me those boobs of yours!"
Their petting quickly elevated to more than mere groping and French-kissing which Kyoko had a mild interest in, without regards to the current plot since she swung both ways apparently, wink-wink.
"What's gotten into you guys! That's actually kinda hot. Damn. Oh my god! Kurumu! Something's wrong with Tsuki and Moka!" Kyoko yelled as she scrambled out of the tea room as fast as her feet could carry her.
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Kyoko entered the kitchen at warp-speed a microsecond later, clearly out of breath and what remained of her last shred of sanity.
"What's up, Kyoko?" Kurumu asked as she had her attention on a frying pan which had scrambled eggs in it. She stood in front of the stove and did not see the look of shock on the young, mortal woman's, face.
"What did ya' do to Tsuki and Moka? It had to be you! They're acting like – I don't even know! It's like they lost their minds or somethin'!" Kyoko screamed, not only clearly freaked out by the abrupt change in her cousin and Moka's behavior, but was somewhat concerned since Tsukune always called her nosy.
"Oh calm down, would ya'? I just added a mild truth potion to their tea so they could really say what they always wanted to say but were too damn shy to say in the first place," Kurumu said as she waved her left hand in a dramatic fashion.
"But – what if they – ya' know?" Kyoko replied with a heated blush.
"Don't worry about it. They're not gonna do anything like that. My truth potion doesn't work that way," Kurumu said as her patience wore thin as she flung a spoon at Kyoko which knocked her in the head.
"The hell?" Kyoko bellowed.
"Yeah, like the milk cow said - Moooo - it's just so they can say what they really want to say. I don't mind, really. Besides, it only lasts for about ten minutes or so. Maybe I'll even get my long-awaited chance to participate in a three-way with them someday once I fill out. Just so you know, my body has a lot of potential," Yukari explained with a drool as she rubbed her nonexistent chest and gave it an imaginary squeeze.
The Loli-Goddess then turned a blue-faced Kyoko around and gave her a gentle nudge out of the kitchen.
"So, Yukari. I'm kinda surprised that ya' wanted to help me out. What gives?" Kurumu said as she removed the frying pan from the burner and set if off to the side. The stove then burst into flames and burned Kurumu's low-cut dress off in less than a second. She did not mind, per se, since she was a closet nudist.
"Well... like you said earlier Kurumu, they're getting kind of stagnant in their relationship and it's about time they moved forward," Yukari commented with a devious smirk which Kurumu did not take notice of since she was still busy preparing breakfast.
"That's true I guess. I mean, c'mon already. It was getting so boring, ya' know? All they do is sit around looking like two lovesick puppies, saying how wonderful they are. And their so-called idea of a date is going for a walk on the beach? How cliched is that? Maybe I could show them a thing or two. Hell, I've even read poorly-written fan-fictions full of OC's with a better plot. Gag me with a spoon!" Kurumu said as placed a tablespoon in her mouth and then made a gagging sound.
Yukari just snorted loudly as she rolled around on the floor in a fit of uproarious laughter.
...
With a dejected sigh, Kyoko walked back towards the tea room. She had no idea what caused the two sisters to act that way but shrugged it off and knew that is just the way they were.
A couple of sex-depraved, perverts. Mostly Kurumu since Yukari's sexual preference had not been established nor confirmed, yet.
Kyoko just hoped that whatever concoction her cousin and Moka had consumed had worn of already.
When Kyoko arrived in the tea room a minute later, she quickly turned around and walked back to her bedroom at the end of the hallway since she had inexplicably hit menopause, even though she was only in her early twenties. Her sex drive went from 60 to zero in the blink of an eye so she took up the game of mahjong to pass the time. She also adopted several stray cats from the neighborhood. Actually, a lot of stray cats.
She was then known as the Mahjong-playing Cat-Lady.
"Oh, Tsukune. You were wonderful," Moka cooed with a contented sigh of bliss.
"Thanks Moka. You're a great kisser too. Wait a minute. Why is there a breeze?"
"My goodness! Tsukune, why are we naked and in the tea room?" Moka asked in slight confusion since her memories were somewhat muddled.
She slowly sat up from the tatami-matted floor once she found her bearings and soon discovered that all of her and Tsukune's clothes were scattered around the room in a haphazard manner.
The humiliated goddess' lacy, black, bra had somehow latched itself onto the top, right, corner of the clock on the opposite side of the room. Her matching panties, that barely resembled "panties", however were nowhere to be found.
I mean, could you even call a thong, panties, to begin with? Its nothing but a string.
Tsukune sat up a moment later as he suffered a full-body blush of epic proportions. He looked up at the square-shaped lamp which hung from the ceiling over the kotatsu table and saw his boxer shorts which hung precariously from the one of the lamp's corners and was out of reach.
"KURUMU!" they both loudly shouted in unison.
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A/N: Please read!
I hope you guys and gals liked this chapter that started out kind of depressing.
Like I mentioned at the beginning of this chapter, a few readers asked via Reviews if they could see "Inner" Moka again. I was going to write a similar chapter before but never got around to it. Anyway, the first part explains why Mocaccino looks the way she does with silvery-white hair and red eyes.
The speech that Akasha says to Moka during her trial, regarding the Rosary, is partly inspired by season II of the Rosario + Vampire manga. Its not word for word, but that's the reason WHY Moka's Angel looks the way she does and doesn't have pink hair nor green eyes, like Moka does since an Angel is a 'reflection' of their Mistress, (Goddess).
The sealing property of the Rosary here caused Mocaccino's appearance to change so drastically. She was also isolated from Moka for three months while she was in Purgatory as part of her punishment.
The second half of this chapter is mostly for fun and does not affect the normal plot itself. I just wrote it for a laugh and wanted to see what you guys and gals thought of it.
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Until next time, Gamera 68.