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 20

Tsukune was feeling back to his normal self Friday morning. He managed to get a few minutes alone with Moka in the morning. He caught her up on what he had agreed to with Ruby, and what wad happened so far. Moka had pouted at one point and said that she wanted to serve Tsukune dinner too. Tsukune quickly pointed out that it was Ruby's place to serve him, and that Moka important to him for who she is, and that just being with her made him happy.

On the way to class with his friends, Tsukine told them that he was feeling better and that his appetite was back to normal, so he would not need extra lunches. They all gave him such looks that Tsukune resigned himself to being overfed. Kurumu did say that he could eat her bento for breakfast. Tsukune wasn't sure if she was being kind, or making a dirty joke. He decided it was best not to respond.

With the exception of too much lunch being forced upon him, Tsukune made it through the day without difficulty. Each class had gone as expected. Even the committee meeting had been short and well ordered. Back at the dorms the group broke up and everybody headed off to their respective rooms.

"See you in the morning," Kurumu called out as a parting shot.

Tsukune suddenly felt his heart clench. Kurumu had been playing his weekend housekeeper. How was she going to react to the fact that Ruby had taken over that job. She had not been told about the change in his relationship with the witch, to the best of his knowledge. In his mind he could imagine the two destroying his room in a fight over who would clean it. He decided it would be best to avoid the problem if he could. He changed directions and headed for Kurumu's room.

It was commonly held that something bad would happen to any boy caught in the girl's dorm after curfew. Even just going into the girls' dorm, rumor had it, could have dire consequences. Tsukune, having somehow become a semi-frequent visitor to the girls' dorms was held in awe by some of the boys. The hardest thing for Tsukune when he went to visit one of his friends was all the girls. Some of them were not shy about wandering to and from the bathrooms in various states of undress. And just like in the boys' dorms, many of the girls would relax in their natural form once they were out of their school uniforms. The idea of half dressed girls was suddenly a lot less exciting when they had eyes, teeth, and possibly spare body parts in unexpected places.

Tsukune was always glad to reach the safety of is destination when he visited the girls' dorm. He gave a small sigh when he was finally standing in front of Kurumu's door. He knocked on the succubus' door and heard her call out a response. She opened the door a little to peek out. When she saw it was Tsukune she opened the door wide enough to yank him into her room. While Tsukine stumbled into the room, Kurumu closed and locked the door.

"Tsukune," She cried happily. "You came to see me." She glomped on to him. "You just couldn't wait to see me could you?"

"Um," Tsukune tried to get his mental balance. "Kurumu?"

He was having a hard time because the succubus was only in her bra and panties at the moment. Obviously she had been changing her clothes and had forgotten about such trivial things when her 'destined one' arrived at her door. Tsukune was receiving far more skin-ship then he was comfortable with.

"Wait," Kurumu suddenly released him. "Let me make you some tea." She bounced over to her kitchenette and tied on an apron "Just take a seat anywhere Tsukune."

Tsukune sighed and busied himself with setting up her table while she chatted away.

"So are you getting more comfortable around me Tsukune?" She asked in her happy voice. "For the longest time you would never come to my room. Then you finally accepted my invitation. Now you are coming on your own. Maybe you are losing your shyness? I certainly hope so. It would be no good if you can't admit that we are destined to be together."

"Ahhh," Tsukune didn't want Kurumu reading too much into his visit.

"I know you are too shy to admit your true feelings for me just yet," Kurumu continued. "But some day you will, and then you won't have any hesitation about coming to see me, and then you will push me down on the bed, and then. Ahhhhh… Tsukune and I will become one."

"You sound like Yukari," Tsukune observed.

"What?" Kurumu spun about. "I am nothing like that rude, little, undeveloped, witch. Tsukune that was a horrible thing to say to me."

"You we not listening to yourself talk," Tsukune said, carefully looking only at her face. Her apron over her underwear threatened to be very distracting.

"Hrmph," She turned back to the kettle. "I should give you bitter tea and burnt cookies for that." She huffed.

"But you won't," Tsukune said.

"And why not?"

"Because you are too good of a cook and your pride in your wifely skills is too strong to let you serve burnt cookies."

Kurumu blushed from the complements. She finished making tea and preparing a tray of cookies in silence. When she had the snack prepared, she carried to the table. Kurumu carefully knelt next to Tsukune. She poured him a cup of team and then one for herself. She settled back on her heels and took a sip with her eyes lowered.

"Tsukune," She asked in a small voice. "Why did you come to see me?"

"Kurumu," He said gently. "I wanted to ask you why you want to come to my room every weekend. I want to understand what you are thinking."

"I just want…" She paused. "Tsukune, do you remember what I said about Succubi? How we are not noble or arrogant like some other types of monsters? We are wild youkai if left to ourselves, living to feed. Because the more we feed the more power we have and the longer we will live. But we are never the lords and masters. We are used as servants and slaves," She looked up at Tsukune. "But you don't treat me like that. You accept me as a real person that is as important as you are. I like to come to your room so I can pretend to have the kind of life a Succubus can never really have. I don't want to be a minion. I want to be a wife. When I come to your room, I can pretend. I can play house with you for a few hours."

"I…" Tsukune felt himself sinking into a mire. "What would you do if I already had everything done? How would you spend your time if there was nothing you could do for me?"

"Tsukune, what are you saying?" Kurumu was close to tears.

"Kurumu, what have you heard about the day I was absent from school this week?"

"Moka said that you had some kind of accident, but she wouldn't talk about it."

"What happened was an accident," Tsukune explained. "And it became very complicated."

"What happened, Tsukune?" Kurumu questioned.

"I was visiting with Ruby," Tsukune decided to keep to the simplest facts. "I fell and hurt my back. Somehow my youki got out of control and it was tearing me apart. Ruby sent for Moka. By the time she got there I was in bad shape. I was grabbing at things and swinging my arms around and not knowing it. I removed the cross and Inner Moka saw what was happening. She and Ruby stopped my… my… youki attack," Tsukune fumbled. Everything just went wrong somehow." Tsukune sighed. "The details are not important," He said. "But I had to make a choice. Ruby made an oath to me and I decided to accept it. I have accepted Ruby as my servant," He finished in a rush. Tsukune felt his insides sour when he said it aloud.

"What?" Kurumu gaped in shock, almost dropping her cup of tea. "Tsukune?" Her hands were trembling as she set her cub on the table. "Tsukune, why are you doing this to me?"

"Kurumu…"

"Why?" Her face was twisted up with emotions. "Did I do something wrong? Tell me"

"This isn't about you," Tsukune tried to explain. "Wait, that's wrong. This is about us," Tsukune tried again. "I already felt bad about you doing so much for me when I wasn't doing anything for you in return. Then this thing happened with Ruby…"

"But I like taking care of you," Kurumu protested. "Why would you deny me that? That was something between just you and me without anybody else."

"You were being a maid," Tsukune protested. "I wasn't doing anything with you, you were just acting the part of a servant, and you deserve better then that. You said so yourself that you want to be more then just a someone who is taken for granted. Kurumu you are important to me. You are…"

"If you say 'friend' I swear," Kurumu snarled and extended her talons, aiming a strike for his lap. "I will take your balls right now!"

"…Like family to me."

"So I am like a sister?" Kurumu frowned, but she also lowered her hand and hid her talons.

"No," Tsukune shook his head. "I don't think a sister could get to me the way you do. You're something closer then that."

"Family," She watched Tsukune as she thought that over. She watched the play of emotions in his eyes and saw, again, that he was concerned about her. Family, and more then a sister. She could accept that, for now. She let an evil smile spread across her face. She leaned in towards Tsukune and saw him become nervous. He was so cute. "Tsu-ku-ne," She mewed. "You know what they say… Incest is best." She leaned back and laughed hard when he looked like he was ready to faint.

Seeing Kurumu laugh Tsukune allowed himself to relax, and hoped his heart would calm down. The danger had passed for the moment so he finally took a sip of tea. He ate a cookie for good measure, while watching Kurumu recover from her laughing fit.

"You know," Kurumu said, trying to catch her breath. "This changes everything." She got up from the table. "I better go tell the others that we will have to change our plans."

"What?" Tsukune questioned.

"You think we just act all on our own?" Kurumu said, taking off her apron, leaving her standing in just her underwear.

Tsukune quickly looked down at the table so he wouldn't be able to see anything above her knees.

"We work it all out," Kurumu explained. "We are having a war for your heart and none of us want to lose." She picked out some fresh clothes to wear. "If Ruby is going to be your servant then I don't have to worry about you marrying her."

"M-m-marriage?"

"And I guess I will just accept having her around. But then again I will always have a babysitter when I want one," Kurumu was thinking aloud. "Mizore is not going to be happy about this."

"I better go tell her," Tsukune said. He realized there were a few things he had to share with the snow maiden. "Thank you for the tea." He stood to leave.

Kurumu froze in the act of buttoning her blouse. She looked into Tsukune's eyes and realized that she had been practically naked the whole time. She watched Tsukune collect his bag and put on his shoes and realized just what an opportunity he had missed.

Tsukune let himself out, carefully closing the door tightly behind him. He was half way to the stairs when Kurumu came out of her shock.

"Tsukune!" The cry made half the girls in the hall look towards Kurumu's door, the rest looked at Tsukune, who only hunched his shoulders as he left.

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Mizore had on only light pair of shorts and a thin chemise when she welcomed Tsukune into her room. She saw the serious expression on his face and knew he wasn't just being friendly with this visit. She served him iced tea and sat with him, willing to wait for him to speak his mind.

"Mizore," Tsukune said. "I want to tell you a little about why I missed school Tuesday." He gave her a brief account of what had happened in Ruby's room. He kept the more violent details to himself, revealing what he considered to be important for her to know.

"Ruby is your servant," Mizore said. "Kurumu will be upset."

"She was," Tsukune agreed.

"Hmmm," Mizore gave him an unreadable look.

"There is one more thing," Tsukune said. He concentrated on his youki and felt it surge up within him. "We promised that I would share with you as often as with Inner Moka."

"You said she drained you," Mizore said. "You have been tired all week because she took so much blood from you."

"That's right," He nodded. "She did it help me, but she still gained power from it."

"Stand up," Mizore said. She stood up herself as she spoke.

"Alright," Tsukune did as she told him.

Mizore put herself close in front of Tsukune and reached for his shirt. He flinched a little as she started to unbutton his shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"I won't take as much as Moka," She declared. "But I am going to make sure I get the most that I can from this."

"Ahhh…"

She quickly had his shirt unbuttoned and his tie off. She pulled his shirt open and then pulled his undershirt up. She forced his undershirt up until she could manage to loop it over Tsukune's head, leaving his front bare.

"Mizore!" Tsukune protested as the snow maiden pulled her chemise off over her head and casually dropped it to the floor. He closed his eyes against the sight of her white skin and her dark, prominent nipples.

"Hold me," Mizore said as she wrapped her arms around Tsukune.

She felt his arms slide around her as she pressed her body against his. Mizore felt his warm, soft skin against her flesh and it excited her. Holding him she could hear his heart beat and feel the fire of his youki. Mizore opened herself to Tsukune and accepted his Warmth into her flesh. Her body trembled and her heart beat faster.

Mizore could have accepted his Warmth as she had before, just by holding his hand. But she wanted more that just his hand. This would be a precious memory for her. She drew in his Warmth slowly, savoring his closeness. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the physical sensations as she held Tsukune close.

Tsukune cursed himself for a being weak. He held Mizore close, and at first was glad that he couldn't see her exposed body. But holding her close he became aware of more details then he had expected. Her sent was crisp, but almost undetectable, the smell of winter bare trees and snow. Her body was thin and delicate in his arms. He could feel her cool skin under his fingers even as he could feel her breasts against him. With his eyes tightly closed he could feel the flow of his youki into her. What she took was so little that he could hold her like this for hours and not be tired. He felt her squeeze a little tighter and could feel the tension in the muscles of her back.

Tsukune tried to concentrate on his youki, but couldn't help notice the girl in his arms. He was not in love with Mizore, but he did like her, and he had to admit that holding her felt good. He felt angry with himself for letting himself be so aware of Mizore, but at the same time, he felt a longing to hold Moka so closely.

Letting go of Tsukune's body was one of the hardest thing Mizore had ever done. Every part of her body wanted to just take everything she had always wanted from him then and there. She knew that the moment she was alone she would be obsessed with wanting to feel Tsukune against her again. Mizore relaxed her hold on Tsukune and looked into his face. His eyes were tightly closed, she observed. He was still holding her close in his strong arms and she could hear his heart. It was breathing faster then before, and his breathing was harder. Mizore realized that she was having an effect on Tsukune. She smiled as she leaned back in his embrace.

"Tsukune," She said in a low voice. "You can let go now."

"Yes," He said, taking a deep breath he relaxed his arms. He took a small step backwards and turned around before opening his eyes. He concentrated on taking calming breaths as he straitened out his clothes.

"Thank you, Tsukune," Mizore said. "For being honest with me, and for sharing with me.

"You're welcome," Tsukune replied as he buttoned his shirt.

"Ruby may be your servant, but I will still have your children," Mizore declared.

"Ahhh..." He paused. "Is it safe to turn around?"

"Yes."

Tsukune turned to face Mizore, and clapped a hand to his face to pinch his nose against the sudden rush of blood to his face. Mizore had not even picked up her top from the floor. She stood bare chested in front of Tsukune. She suppressed a smile when he didn't close his eyes, and even hesitated before turning away.

"I should be going," He said looked for his bag.

"I will have breakfast ready for you in the morning," Mizore stated.

"Alright," Tsukune hurried out of the room. He leaned back against the door once he was outside and gave a long sigh of relief. "Feeew." He put a hand to his chest and felt his heart bounding. As he started for his own room he realized that a long boring committee meeting Saturday morning would be a good place to recover from his friends' attentions.

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Ruby set the table for dinner while smiling cheerfully. It didn't bother her that Tsukune was a little late in returning from school. She suspected that he was just spending time with his friends and had just lost track of time. One of her crows would have alerted her if anything bad happened. Even thinking that he might be sharing some private time with Moka didn't make her jealous. Ruby had finally claimed her place with Tsukune and he had accepted her in to his service. She understood that Moka would probably always come first in his heart, but Ruby didn't care. She had a place in Tsukune's life and it felt good.

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Moka said goodnight to Kurumu and closed the door, locking it carefully before she allowed herself to relax. The succubus had been angry to learn that Ruby had become closer to Tsukune, and would be more involved in his life. Moka wasn't happy about it herself, but Tsukune had explained his position clearly and stated that he would conduct himself properly. Moka's worry was over the definition of the idea of what would be 'proper' in the current situation. She trusted Tsukune to not take advantage of Ruby, but Ruby was more then willing to take advantage of him. To make maters worse, her inner self was still not talking to her.

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Ruby lay in her bed wearing a smile on her lips, and nothing more. Her bed still held Tsukune scent, and it was almost as good as sleeping beside him. He had told her why he had been late in returning to his room. He had told his friends that he had accepted her as his servant. It made her a little giddy to think about it, she was so happy. Tsukune was telling others that she was his servant. He was claiming ownership of her, making their relationship more real. The idea of being owned and controlled by Tsukune made Ruby smile. She took a deep breath, savoring his smell in her bedding. She could hardly wait for the day that he finally takes total possession of her.