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 15

Monday morning in front of the school gates the Newspaper Club had set up bright and early. The folding table was set out with stacks of the school paper. The small box asking for donations to help cover printing fees was placed discretely between the stacks, and secured in place. The girls collectively agreed that Tsukune's place was behind the table where he could guard the box. They informed him of this and intended to make sure he stayed where they could keep an eye on him.

This time the Newspaper Club's setup was special. Ruby had set up a tall sign that said 'Special Announcement' in large print. The front page headline of the paper was going to upset and excite people

"CHANGE FOR THE BETTER AT YOUKAI AKADEMY," The paper announced. "Public Safety Commission Disbanded. Student Council to be Elected." The paper had a full report about the corruption of the Public Safety Commission, complete with damaging pictures, to support the reason for it being disbanded. The report took up half of page one and all of page two. The rest of page one was the first part of the article explaining the role of the Student Council, the positions available, and the rules for the coming election.

Tsukune felt proud of his work, as he looked at the stacks of newspapers waiting to be handed out. He knew that today was going to spark a lot of emotions among the student body. He hoped he wouldn't get killed because of it.

Tsukune and his friends didn't have long to wait. The first students to come from the dorms was a pair of third year boys. They had been surprised by the unusual sign and had each taken a copy of the paper. It only took a moment for the headline to sink in.

"Is this true?" One of them asked.

The entire club nodded.

"By the gods!' He exclaimed. "Come on," He said to his companion.

The two boys ran back towards the dorms.

There was a period of quiet. The members of the Newspaper Club speculated on the reaction their work would receive. The club members looked towards the dorms when the sound of excited voices reached them.

The paper was in high demand. Everybody wanted a copy. Once student had a copy they moved away from the table and started reading. Sometimes two or three students, each holding a copy of the paper, would stand together, but all reading from a single paper one of them was holding up. The area around the school gate was filled with excited chatter.

As Tsukune handed out copies of the newspaper he became aware of something interesting. Most of the boys in the school had a metal bracelet or chain wrapped around their right wrist, some with a cross or other type of charm hanging from it. A lot of girls were wearing crosses from their necks as well. The crosses the girls wore ranged from small and simple to large and gaudy. Those crosses had Moka blushing, and Kokoa fuming. Tsukune also noticed a lot of girls with the handle of suckers protruding from their mouths. He glanced at Mizore who just shrugged.

The expected storm was heralded by angry voices moving through the crowd. Tsukune and his friends had been expecting this. Tsukune moved to stand in front of the table. Kurumu and Mizore stood with him. Gin put his camera safely out of the way and moved to the side of the table. Ruby, Moka, Yukari and Kokoa stood behind the table.

A pack of students in black uniforms pushed their way through the crowd and marched up to the Newspaper Club. The gathered students fell back, giving the two groups plenty of room.

"I demand you stop this immediately," Keito, leader of the Public Safety Commission demanded. "Your lies are corrupting the order of the school!"

"We don't want any trouble," Tsukune said to her. "We have permission and support of the Board Chairman, and are following his directions."

"You are spreading lies that undermine the Public Safety Commission and violate school regulations," Keito insisted. "We are going to confiscate everything and you will be detained."

"The Board Chairman has ordered the commission disbanded," Tsukune said firmly. "You have no authority."

"Do you think you can stop us?" She smiled cruelly.

"I know we can," Tsukue said. With hardly a glance over his shoulder he reached back and snatched off Moka's seal. "We have stood up to you before and we will do it again."

"We have you out numbered," Keito gestured to the over twenty black uniformed students behind her.

Tsukune looked at her followers then looked back at her.

"I think you are wrong," Tsukune said making sure his voice would carry. " I see a lot more of our uniforms then yours."

"They won't get involved," She shifted into her monstrous form of a giant spider with an almost human head. "This is not their fight and they know what will happen if they oppose us."

Following their leader's example the other members of the commission revealed their youkai forms. While not all of them looked large or especially dangerous, they were all threatening in appearance in some way. Tsukune pushed his fear aside and reached for his own Youki. He had friends to protect.

"This is their fight," Tsukune declared. "You got them involved when you bullied them and tried to control their lives. If they oppose you now you will never have power over them again."

"We're ready to fight you," Kurumu declared, letting her wings and claws out.

"Yes," Mizorie armed and armored herself with ice.

"You have already lost," Moka crossed her arms confidently. "Acknowledge your weakness before it is too late."

Murmurs of assent rose from the crowd and other students prepared to fight. At another time it would have been amusing to watch. In each little group of friends one or two students would pass their bags or books to another before tensing, flexing, or transforming. Some boys would pause to look at the chain they sported on their wrist before stepping forward. Some girls touched the crosses they wore for luck or courage as they committed themselves to stand. Some crunched down on suckers with determined eyes before joining their friends.

"We don't want to fight you," Tsukune declared. "But we will. And we will win."

"Kill them!" Keito screamed..

Tsukune stepped forward to block a pair of charging gorilla-esk youkai. He hit them both in the face at the same time with open palms. Their feet came up and they went over backwards, landing hard, Tsukune slammed their heads into the ground.

Gin performed a flying tackle to take out an angry kappa that had tried to blindside Tsukune. The two rolled on the ground for a moment before the water youkai was thrown into a tree. The wearwolf sprang to his feet looking for it's next opponent.

The giant spider woman reared back to strike at Tsukune. A bolder of ice crashed into Keito's face as metal washpan crashed down on her head. A blizzard of bats and crows blinded the spider woman. Moka vaulted over the table and planted a heel drop on Keito's head. The spider collapsed on the ground in unconsciousness.

It was over in an instant. Most of the black uniformed students surrendered before a brawl could ensue. The ones that had try to lash out had been quickly brought down.

"The Public Safety Commission has been disbanded," Ruby declared. "Black uniforms are no longer allowed in school."

The commission members that had surrendered stripped off their black blazers and tossed them to the ground. The ones that had put up a fight, but were still conscious were helped to remove theirs. A general cheer went up from the crowd.

Students relaxed, resuming their normal appearances now that the fight was done. Friends regrouped and reclaimed their books and bags. Tsukune turned to Moka and offered her the cross.

"Thank you, Moka," Tsukune said with a smile as he relaxed his youki.

"You did very well," Moka smiled as she accepted the cross. "Keep it up."

"Good job everybody," Tsukune said to his friends as he offered his support to the sealed Moka.

"Alright," A strong voice called out.

Tsukune turned his head to see a tall boy waving his right arm overhead, his gold charm bracelet shining.

"Third year class two over here," The boy called. "Come on and get it together."

"Third year class one," A girl called out. "This way"

Class managers called their classes together. Students chatted excitedly as they started moving towards the school.

"Youkai News!" Kurumu cried out. "Get your school newspaper." She waved a copy of the paper over her head.

"Latest edition," Moka called out. "Read about the coming changes to our school."

Students hurried to get their copy of the paper before going to class. Tsukune handed out copies as fast as he could.

"Thank you," He said, making eye contact with every student he handed a paper to. "Good job." He savored the glow of victory and a job well done as he passed out the paper, and tried not to worry about what came next.

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"Everybody," Tsukune called out, feeling foolish and certain that he was going to make fool of himself, if he hadn't already. "If I can have your attention please."

The class managers had gathered after school in the cafeteria as instructed by their homeroom teachers. While the class managers, and vice managers, were gathered together at one end of the large room, the place was filled with chatter from a lot of students that had decided to sit in on what was an open meeting. They wanted to know what was coming next.

Tsukune felt uncomfortable He stood on a chair so that he could see the whole cafeteria, and so everybody could see and hear him. Moka, his vice manager, sat close by, but the rest of his friends were lost in the crowd further away. Only Ruby, in her individualistic clothes, stood out in the sea of uniforms.

"Thank you," Tsukune said as the room quieted down. "The Board Chairman asked me to lead this first meeting." A good start he thought to himself. He established his authority. "We are here to discuss the changes in the school." In case they forgot. "Our first topic is the Public Safety Commission. With that group officially disbanded, it will be up to class officers to enforce school rules for the present." There was a low murmur of voices and heads nodded.

"I need to ask," Tsukune continued. "Has anybody here attended school in the human world?" He raised his own hand, of course. He saw Moka and one other among the class managers raise their hands. That made sense. Tsukune had learned that most monsters were home schooled, if they didn't just grow up in the wild.

"Anybody else?" Tsukune called out to the assembled students. "Even if you're not a class officer, if you went to school in the human world please raise your hand."

A fair number of hands went up this time. Tsukune did a quick count, twelve. Not bad. Only a small percentage of the student population had decided to come to this meeting so there should be plenty more with human world experience.

"We need to form an election committee," Tsukune explained as he lowered his hand. "Anybody with experience in human school elections is asked to join the committee. Until we can get a committee it will be up to the class managers to handle the preparations for electing a student council."

The class managers collectively blanched at the thought of so much work. Tsukune didn't blame them. As soon as he could get an Election Committee formed he would let them chose its own leader and he would just follow directions. He just needed to get his little insurance policy into place.

"Because it would be a conflict of interests," Tsukune said in as confident voice as he could. "Members of the Election Committee can not run for any seats on the Student Council. Anybody that wants to be on the council should please remember this." Tsukune scanned the room. "If you have any questions about the positions or responsibilities of the Student Council please see your homeroom teacher or the latest edition of the school newspaper. Anybody willing to participate with the Election Committee come here after school tomorrow. Thank you."

Tsukune hopped off the chair and promptly sat down. He tried to go over everything he had just said to see if he would have to apologize to anybody or clarify anything.

"Aono-San," one of the class managers said. "I'm Kinto, Class Three-two."

Tsukune recognized him from that morning, and he recognized the name. Hoping he wasn't blushing he offered his hand to him.

"Tsukune," He said. "Class Two-one. It will be good to work with you Kinto-Sempai."

"I look forward to working with you."

The class officers introduced themselves and shook hands. They then settled into a meeting to discuss how to enforce school rules, without recreating the Public Safety Commission. By the time they finished the meeting the cafeteria was opening to serve dinner.

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The transformation of the school had started. On Tuesday all class officers were issued badges so that the general student population could recognize their position and authority. Flyers were posted, recruiting members for different clubs that had been broken up by the now disbanded Public Safety Commission. A positive atmosphere filled the school. Tsukune didn't expect it survive to past mid terms.

By the end of the week the Election Committee had been formed, and had unanimously voted Tsukune to be committee president. It didn't help that Tsukune had received a note the same day, through Ruby, from the Board Chairman, reminding him of his place on the School Festival Committee. That committee, remembering all that Tsukune had done, also voted him president. By the end of school Friday Tsukune was thinking about running away.

Tsukune trudged back to the dorms after his last committee meeting of the day. His brain hurt from all the information he had been bombarded with, and he was already scheduled to do committee work over the weekend. He was almost to the dorms when he was ambushed.

"Tsukune," Kurumu called out as she rushed to glomp him.

"Ug," Tsukune grunted and nearly fell over.

"Tsukune," Moka cried in concerned. "Kurumu," She scolded the succubus.

"Ug," Tsukune grunted again.

"What's wrong, Tsukune?" Moka asked, concern clear on her face.

"Tired," He said. "Long day." He then gave them a run down of his committee meetings and his schedule for the weekend. "I'll never get anything done," He sighed.

"Don't worry," Moka assured him. "You know we will help you any way we can."

"Really?" He perked up a little.

"You can count on me," Yukari said enthusiatically

"Of course," Moka soothed.

"Yes," Mizore said.

"I'll help you all I can," Kurumu said sweetly.

Tsukune eyed the succubus suspiciously.

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Saturday arrived early for Tsukune. He was awakened by a tapping at his Window. He sat up in bed and pulled back the curtain to see Kurumu hovering outside. Confused, he opened the window.

"Kuru…" He tried to question her, but was cut off as she flew into the room.

"Good morning Tsukune," She said, depositing a bundle that she had been carrying. "Time to get up."

"What's going on?" He blinked the sleep from his eyes.

"You have a busy day ahead," Kurumu explained. She opened her bundle as she spoke. "I'm here to help you." She tied a scarf around her hair and put on an apron. She struck a cute pose with her hands held shoulder high and standing on one leg. "Work hard today dear," She cheered with a big smile.

Tsukune set off to his first meeting a little baffled. Kurumu was cleaning his room and doing his laundry as he left. Mizore had met him as he came out of the dorms and handed him a bento box. All the attention felt good, but it made him feel bad that his friends were doing so much for him and he wasn't doing anything in return.

The Festival Committee meeting was mostly spent reviewing previous festival records. Usually the school would reuse the booths and signs year after year, but a lot had been damaged last year. Hours were spent going over logistics and budget reviews. No real work got done, but the foundation had to be laid before you could build a house.

After lunch Tsukune attended a meeting of the Election Committee. The first round of applications for council candidates had been submitted. The committee reviewed the applications and sorted them according to position. Any student that applied for consideration for more then one seat had their applications rejected and sent back to their homeroom teacher. Any applicant who's reason for wanting a council seat was a variation of 'it sounds like fun' was also rejected. All accepted applications were sent back with instructions to collect twenty five signatures, and no student should sign twice for the same council position. Once the second round of applications was finished the committee would produces a schedule for lunchtime debates, and if necessary, primary elections.

Tsukune let himself back into his dorm room and stopped in surprise. The room had been cleaned like never before. Every surface had been wiped down and even the floor was spotless. Even his shoes had been cleaned. The room smelled of freshly baked cookies and Kurumu was kneeling next to the bed darning a sock, still with her hair tied back and her apron on. She had looked up when she heard the door and was smiling brightly.

"I'm Home," Tsukune said weakly.

"Welcome home," Kurumu beamed. She set her sewing aside and hurried to welcome him back with a hug. "You're just in time too."

"In time for what?"

"Why don't you go freshen up. You must have worked hard today."

Tsukune watched Kurumu with a puzzled expression. She was practically bouncing on her toes. After she had let him go she moved around the room. She gathered together clean clothes, including underwear, along with a towel and his toiletry bag. Tsukune wondered if he should worry that she knew his room well enough to find everything so quickly. Kurumu chased him out of his room to wash up and changed.

Kurumu liked playing housewife, Tsukune decided. When he came back from the showers she raked his hair with her long nails for a minute before she gave up it. While he protested that he could dress himself, Kurumu pulled a short sleeved shirt onto him and then produced a tie for him to wear. While he was pretty sure he didn't have a button down short sleeved shirt before, Tsukune knew for a fact that he had never seen the tie before. When Kurumu was finished playing dress-up Tsukune took a moment to look at himself. The tie was long and thin, only two centimeters wide for its entire length, and made of black silk. The tie was embroidered with black, puckered lips in a red heart. The same mark was also on the breast pocket of his shirt.

"Kurumu?" Tsukune asked. "Why am I all dressed up?"

"Because it makes you look so handsome."

"Ahhh..." Tsukune didn't know how to respond to that. He decided to change topics instead. "Thank you for everything you did today," Tsukune smiled. "The room looks amazing."

"You're welcome, Tsukune," She gave another happy smile. "Do you like what I did with your shirt?"

"Ahhh..."

"It had blood stains at the cuffs that that just wouldn't come out," Kurumu explained. "So I cut the sleeves down and hemmed them. "You go through a lot of shirts. Next time one gets messed up I want you to bring it to me. If I can't save it I can use parts of it at least."

"Did you make the tie?" Tsukune asked.

"Yes. And I did the embroidery myself too." She leaned forward and looked up into his face. "Do you like it?"

"Yes, I do."

"And do you really like your room?"

"It's amazing."

"You know, Tsukune," Kurumu moved closer. "I can take care of your room for you every day."

"That isn't necessary," Tsukune said, starting to feel nervous for some reason.

"I don't mind. And I can cook for you too."

"That wouldn't be fair to you."

"Oh I think it would be perfectly fair," She edged a little closer. "Because I would want something in return."

"What would want?"

"For Tsukune to marry me."

"Uh..."

"You're too serious," Kurumu pouted.

She turned around and crossed the room to where she had been sewing. Kurumu unbound her hair and removed her apron. She collected her sewing kit and her work and made a bundle. She climbed up on the bed and opened the window.

"Moka will have dinner ready at five," Kurumu said over her shoulder. "And we are all studying together tomorrow after breakfast. See you tomorrow, Tsukune." She blew him a kiss before jumping out the window.

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'Quit sulking,' Moka's inner voice chided.

'But it's not fair,' She thought back. 'Why didn't I think of that?'

'You're being childish.'

'I know,' Moka admitted to herself, and her other self. 'But I still wish I had given Tsukune something like that.'

'I can't believe you are this worked up over a neck tie. It's nothing but a strip of cloth.'

'But now every time he wears it he will think of Kurumu. I should have made him something.'

Inner Moka erupted in peels of silvery laughter.

'What? What's so funny?'

'You are. Trust me, Tsukune does not need another memento from you.'

'What do you mean by another memento? What have we given him. What did I make for him?'

'We gave him out blood,' Inner Moka reminded her outer self. 'We made him into what he is. You cold not possibly give him anything more personal, unless you want to give him a child.'

"Eeh?"