Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Rosario Vampire. I am merely twisting the creators vision into my own dream. If the supernatural, sexuality, or violence is offensive to you, then you should not read this.

Chapter 3

Tsukune was apprehensive as he walked to school the following morning. Moka had said that she would ask him to do something embarrassing, but he had no idea what. To prepare, he selected his best uniform, which wasn't hard because he was down to only two again. Fortunately his mother believed that he really was as clumsy as he told her when he asked for extra money to buy new uniforms. She would never understand how he had gone through shirts because he had been stabbed, bitten, and sliced. He even did a brush shine on his shoes. He had given up on his hair behaving long ago, but he did make sure it was clean.

He was on the path to school, just in sight of the school gates, where he waited under a tree for Moka. He took a few minutes to practice his breathing, and closing his eyes, he felt for youki. In his mind he saw flickers of energy moving around him. Most of the students shined like bright candles. One was brighter then the others, but it wasn't moving. Thinking about where that one was compared to where he was standing, Tsukune figured that it was Mizore. One that was bright as a torch was moving closer, coming from the direction of the dorms. Tsukune looked up and smiled when he saw Moka approaching.

Moka was dressed in her school uniform and looked as cute as ever. Tsukune felt his heart beat a little harder just from seeing her. There was a healthy glow to her skin and hair, and he noticed spots of color on her cheeks. Feeling nervous he unnecessarily tugged at his cuffs and collar, making sure his uniform blazer was one strait, as Moka came near.

"Moka," Tsukune said warmly. "Good morning."

"Good Morning, Tsukune," She smiled. "How are you doing?"

"I'm good. How are you feeling? I know yesterday was hard on you."

"I'm good, I'm good. Um," She paused when she stopped next to him. "Tsukune. Inner Moka told me what you talked about yesterday. Is it really alright with you?"

"Is what alright?" Tsukune was a little worried, picking up on Moka's nervousness.

"Tsukune," Moka blushed deeply, looking at his feet. "Do you remember what happened at the start of the year? With Yukari's invention?"

"Yes," He blushed, remembering how much he had been excited by the chance to kiss Moka, and how embarrassed he had been when Inner Moka had rejected him.

"If you could… Tsukune, would you be willing to kiss me?" Her face was almost as pink as her hair.

"Moka?" Tsukune's eyes were wide and his heart soared. "Yes."

Moka looked around quickly. She grabbed Tsukune's hand and pulled him off the path. He didn't protest. He followed after her, glad for her company. They ran for a moment, taking them out of sight of the school and the students walking no the path. Moka came to a stop behind a tree, with her back to where they had come, pulling Tsukune to stand in front of her.

"I'm sorry," Moka said, still blushing. "This is a little embarrassing for me as well." She paused to look around once more. "I want you to do this with me first; before you do it with the other me."

"Moka?" Tsukune was a little confused.

"Inner Moka and I agree to this," She said. "It is something we both want." She was breathing harder then the short run warranted and was looking down shyly. "Tsukune," She spoke softly, with a small tremor in her voice. "I want you to kiss me."

"Moka," Tsukune breathed.

"I want your pledge," She explained in her nervous voice. "You can only do this with me. Both of me is alright, but you have to promise to not do this with any other woman." She shifted her weight to her right foot before bending her left knee and rotating her left leg outward. She lifted the hem of her skirt a centimeter. "Please Tsukune," she said breathlessly.

Tsukune knelt before Moka, looking up into her face as rested a hand on her knee. She watched him with blushing cheeks. He leaned closer, putting his other hand at the back of her thigh. Moka rested a hand on his head gently. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his breath on her skin. Nervously, Tsukune put his lips against her smooth thigh. Moka's hand held his head there for a moment.

"Tsukune," She breathed. His name coming out as little more then a sigh.

When she released his head Tsukune ended the gentle kiss and leaned back, looking up at Moka once more. Moka dropped to her knees and hugged Tsukune tightly.

"Thank you," She nearly cried. "Thank you."

Tsukune hugged her back, enjoying the moment for as long as he dared.

"Moka," He called her name. "We have to go. The others will be coming soon."

"I know," She sniffed once before breaking the hug. "Give me a moment."

Tsukune helped Moka to her feet and offered her his handkerchief. She dabbed her eyes with it and handed it back. They straitened their uniforms and brushed ff their knees without looking at each other for a moment while they tried to calm their breathing and their racing hearts. Finally, side by side, the walked back to the path to school.

"There they are," Called out Yukari as soon as Tsukune and Moka appeared from the woods.

"Tsukune" Kurumu cried out as she launched her morning boob attack. "Where were you, Tsukune?"

"Mff m-m-m-m mff" He answered, for all the good it did.

Kurumu was forced to release him as a wash pan crashed down on her head. She stumbled back a step and lost her footing on a suddenly ice covered patch of ground. Kurumu fell backwards and landed on her rump with a cry of protest.

Yukari started to rush towards Tsukune to embrace him. She stopped short when a javelin of ice stabbed into the ground in front of her. She looked to her left and glowered at Mizore.

"Tsukune," Moka said, moving beside him again. "Take this off," She gestured to her cross. "It is what my other self wants you to do. It is what we agreed to."

"Alright," Tsukune nodded. He reached out for the seal.

"What are you…" Kurumu started to protest, scrambling to her feet.

The seal came off with a soft jingle of its chain, releasing the Inner Moka with a flare of Youki. Moka took a moment to stretch and run her fingers through her now silver hair before turning her attention to the others.

"Good morning," She said with a small smile.

"W-what are you up to, Inner Moka?" Kurumu asked.

"I just wanted to make something clear," Moka said. "Tsukune, come." She put her hands on her hips and shifted her weight to her left foot. "Will you give me your pledge also?" She asked him as she offered her right thigh.

"Moka," He said with as much conviction as he could muster. Tsukune put his left knee on the ground and his left hand behind Moka's right knee. She had been right, with people watching this was embarrassing.

"Tsukune, no!" Kurumu wailed. She took a step forward, but a single glare from Moka stopped her.

Tsukune bowed his head forward and kissed Moka's right thigh.

"Thank you, Tsukune," Moka said in a low, soft voice.

"Yes!" Yukari pumped her fist

"No," Kurumu said weakly.

"Nee-Sama!" From further down the path Kokoa wailed in anguish. "No!"

"Stand up," Moka instructed Tsukune softly.

He stood, feeling a little unsure of himself.

"Thank you," Moka said again as she took the cross from his hand.. She then looked at the others, and the small crowd of students that had stopped to watch the spectical.

"You see how it is," Moka said in a firm tone. "Tsukune has accepted me and has pledged to help me in all things."

"You can't take him away from us," Kurumu complained.

"I can," Moka corrected her. "But I am not. I am just making it clear that Tsukune is mine first." She stalked over to the succubus. And spoke in a low voice. "I will not let anybody take him away from me, but that does not mean I will keep him from you." She raised her voice to a normal level. "We will all talk about this at a later time." She turned back towards Tsukune.

Tsukune could see the touch of blush in Moka's cheeks and felt the ripples in her youki. The vampire was not as calm as she was letting on.

"I trust you, Tsukune," She said before clipping the seal back into place.

Tsukune caught the pink haired Moka as she stumbled into awareness once more.

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By lunch time the gossip was all over the school. Even if Ruby had not witness the whole thing from where she had been standing by the school gates, she could not escape the knowledge that Moka and Tsukune had taken a serious step forward with their relationship. A part of her was happy for her friends, but it still pained her.

For Tsukune the day was surreal. All day long guys he knew in his classes and male student that were total strangers shot him smiles and 'thumbs up' signs, at the same time they had envy in their eyes. Girls kept glancing at him and then giggling. Many of them whispered to each others with their eyes bright. He did wonder why three different girls he didn't even know the name of hurried up to him, with tears in their eyes, to offer some vague congratulations, and then running off again. At every chance, Kurumu, Mizore, Yukari, and Moka clung to him more then usual. There was less fight, then usual as well, but Tsukune found it difficult to move about with them holding on so tightly.

Moka thought she was going to faint. Her face felt hot because she could not stop blushing. Girls were offering her congratulations and all kinds of relationship and dating advice. It was almost impossible to concentrate in any of her classes. Every time she was able to calm her mind enough to pay attention she would hear the voice of her inner self. Inner Moka was humming!

Kurumu was in a sour mood. She felt as if Tsukune was slipping out of reach. She tried to think of what she could do to draw him closer, but wasn't having much luck. To make things worse, guys would not leave her alone. Word of what had happened had spread throughout the school, and now guys were trying to be nice to her in hopes of catching her on the rebound. Her hands were getting soar from the faces she had been forced to slap when some guys just didn't understand the word no.

Yukari hummed to herself. Tsukune and Moka had moved forward at last. All she had to do is get them to accept her so she could move forward with them and she could have her perfect future. Moka would be the lady of the manor, Tsukune would be the powerful executive, and she would be his secretary and personal assistant. During those long days and late nights in the office she would relieve his stress by sitting his lap and kissing him before slipping to her knees in front of him. When he had to go over seas Yukari would comfort the lonely Moka and keep her warm in bed. She blushed as she played her fantasies over in her mind.

Mizore felt conflicted. She was still feeling happy about Tsukune sharing his warmth with her, but this morning he had made a pact with Moka. She suspected that he had done it with both Mokas, but she wasn't sure. Moka had not forbidden the rest of them from pursuing Tsukune, so there was room for hope yet. Mizore was not looking forward to what her mother would think of the situation, but she had written home in hope of some kind of advice.

Kokoa was fuming mad. Her beloved older sister was suddenly even further out of reach. Moka had let that 'boy' kiss her thigh. Kokoa was the only person that should be that close to her wonderful sister, but her place was being usurped. On top of everything, Kokoa couldn't try to straiten the whole mess out because she was stuck in detention, again. This time it was because some 'boy' had the nerve to talk to her as if what had happened was not some kind of horrible mistake.

The club room for the Newspaper Club was filled with tension. While the members tried to work on the next edition properly they were distracted by their feelings. Gin had taken one step into the room before he picked up on the charged atmosphere, and had promptly excused himself. Kurumu was trying to put together her cooking column while steeling glances at Tsukune. So far she had written out a recipe for sports drink that was so laden with aphrodisiacs and enhancement herbs that it could make jelly fish stand up to a shark, but would probably make a man's heart explode. Moka was going through catalogs to put together an article about dorm room furnishing and decorations, but all of her ideas were ether filled with frills and lace suitable for a little girl playing princes, or resembled the kind of room shown in adds for love hotels. Mizore, who's job was to plan layouts, didn't have anything to do at the moment, so she just sat in a corner watching Tsukune while scribbling in her journal, which was really normal for her.

Tsukune was trying to focus on his advice column. He read through the letters that had been submitted trying to find ones to answer that could possibly be worth the effort. He had one pile of letters that asked how to get a boy's attention and one asking for help getting attention from a girl. Letters asking for help with love confessions went into a third pile. Letters about how to resolve relationship problems between monsters with conflicting physical attributes while sharing a mutual desire and affection, the smallest pile, were Tsukune's favorites. They gave him hope for the future success of the school. Letters asking for study or homework help he set into a side pile to be put into the classifieds section. Tukune had a pile for each member of the newspaper club where he put love letters, challenges to duels, and general fan mail. The one time he had wondered out loud about how he never seamed to get those kinds of letter the girls all laughed uncomfortably without looking at him.

Tsukune had developed a system. He would take the best letter from each pile to print in the paper with the best answer he could give, often after asking his friends for their suggestion as well. The letters that didn't fit into easy categories were the ones that got printed most because they were from students looking for the most honest and real advice.

He tried to concentrate on his work, but kept looking at Moka. He was watching for any sign that she was upset about how things had gone that morning. He had no regrets, but he didn't trust his luck to hold. In the back of his mind he doubted the reality of this situation. In the past Inner Moka had told him that he could hold her, but anything more would be unforgivable. He wondered how much that might have changed. He also wondered what Inner Moka would ask of him in the future.

When the club finished for the day Tsukune and his friends left the school together. Tsukune walked with Kurumu and Mizore each holding one of his arms tightly. A short distance away, a distracted Moka walked with Yukari clinging to her waist. Tsukune watched Moka walking so close, but still so far away.

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Kurumu struggled with a dilemma. That woman, Lady Hemonoira, had brought up a point that Kurumu had been trying not to think about. In the past a succubus hunted men to feed off of. In modern days the idea of feeding off of a man was considered crude, almost to the point of being shameful. A succubus in a miniskirt and a low cut blouse could stand on a modern city street corner and the lustful energy from passing men could be gathered in unconsciously. Kurumu still gathered energy the same way. High school boys were filled with frustrated desires. In modern days it was common practice for a succubus to have casual lovers that doubled as personal servants until one of them demonstrated strength and prowess in addition to loyalty. That one would become the Mate of Fate, serving as the first of the succubus' servants and attending to her personal needs for as long as he could keep her happy.

She paced back and forth in her dorm room and tried to think things through. Moka in her sealed form was as strong as she was. She didn't have a chance against unsealed Moka. If Kurumu decided to defy convention and started to feed the old fashion way then she would get stronger, but succubi had resisted the old way of feeding because it brought the wrong kind of attention. Tsukune was a part of her problem. He was the partner she wanted, but he was unlikely to let her feed from him with the same openness that he shared with Moka. If Kurumu found another partner to feed from, she was afraid that the innocent hearted Tsukune would reject her all together, and she didn't think she could handle that.

As she thought about it, she worked out an idea. Actively feeding might be out of the question at the moment, but maybe she could make passive feeding more effective. Kurumu pulled a tied bundle of letters from under her bed. She had plans to make.

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"We did it!" Moka said as soon as she closed the door to her dorm room behind her. She leaned back against the door. "We did it and we made it through the day without any catastrophes."

'I told you it would work out fine,' Inner Moka said.

"I still don't believe we did it." Moka did a little skip as she crossed the room to her bed. She snatched up a pillow to hug tightly as she sat down. "I know that he and I have always been close from the day we first met, but now we have become closer."

'I am a little surprised that Tsukune would go through with it with me,' Inner Moka said. 'I was not sure he would have the courage. I am glad that he did.'

"So what happens now?" Moka asked her inner self. "He has pledged to me…"

'To us,' She corrected her outer self.

"Fine," She sighed. "He pledged to the both of us. But what do we do now? It's not like we can have him move in next door. Traditionally he is in service to us now, or at least be a vassal."

'For now we continue as we have. There will be times we will ask him to do things that he may not want to do. You need to strengthen your heart for it. There will be times that we will need him to do things that may put him in danger. And there will be things that you will not want him to do.'

"What re you talking about?"

'I intend to use Tsukune,' Inner Moka explained. 'Those other girls will do anything for him, and now that he is pledged to us they will do anything for me.'

"What are you talking about?" Moka was alarmed.

'Tsukune's place will be where I decide it should be."