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 27

"How was your evening, Master?" Ruby welcomed Tsukune back to his room.

"A little strange," Tsukune said.

"Why don't you tell me all about it while you have dinner."

Tsukune did just that. He left out the intimate moments and concentrated on the conversation that bothered and confused him. Even as he repeated what Moka had said it just sounded wrong some how, as if she was giving him permission to do… "things' with Ruby. He even expressed that to his friend/servant.

"That is exactly what she was saying," Ruby explained.

"Ehhh?"

"Let me explain it this way. Imagine you have an important test," Ruby said. "You know it is important, but it is a subject you know well so you are confidant in your ability. You study for the test, and when the time comes you know you do well, but the teacher fails you because you did so well he accuses you of cheating. You would be angry, wouldn't you?"

"Yes," Tsukune nodded.

"So angry you might even want to hit the teacher," Ruby continued. "But you do not dare because it will only get you in trouble. Right?"

"Yes," Tsukune agreed again.

"So you hold that anger in," Ruby reached for Tsukue's hand and held it up. "The rest of the day you feel angry because you were robbed of your achievement. Finally you come home, seething with anger, because the more you think about how that one teacher's accusation the more you realize that he has damaged your reputation and your plans for the future. You just want to let it all out, to vent out your frustration and anger. So you call for your slave."

Tsukune's hand and arm were relaxed in Ruby's grip as she spoke. In his mind he could imagine what she was saying. It reminded him of how he felt when he failed his highschool entrance exams. He was caught by surprise by what Ruby did next.

"Your slave comes to your call, obedient in all things," Ruby kept talking. "And because you know that she is there for you in your time of need, you use her to help you feel better. You take out your anger upon her," Ruby said as she suddenly pulled Tsukune's hand at her face, smacking herself not gently. "It feels good…" She repeats the attack on herself. "…To let your anger out…"

Tsukune overcame his surprise and stiffened his arm, preventing Ruby from hitting herself for a third time with his hand. She pouted at him for spoiling her fun.

"That is what a slave is for," She explained. "To meet all of your needs."

"But," Tsukune tried to find his way out of his mental mire. "Hitting you because I had a bad day would be mean." Tsukune pulled his hand from her grip and lowered it.

"Yes," Ruby said. "If that was all you ever did. But then after you beat your slave, and you have a chance to calm down. The you do something nice for me, as a reward for helping you with your anger and frustration."

"Oh," Tsukune said thoughtfully. "What kind of reward?"

"That depends on you," Ruby said. "I know what I want, but I am just a selfish slave who lives for her master's pleasure."

"Ruby," Tsukune protested. "I am trying to understand all of this."

"Tsukune," Ruby said gently. "I want you to use me however you want. Because if you are using me you are sharing your life with me, and that is what I want most of all. All the other things that I want I can do without so long as you let me be with you."

"But what is it that you want?"

"I want you to be happy," She gave him a non answer. "Now back to the subject of what Moka said. She was giving you permission to do what you want with me."

"But that is what I don't understand…"

"First," Ruby said. "Stop thinking of me as a person. Pretend I am a pet cat. Can you do that?"

"My pet cat Ruby," Tsukune said. "Alright."

"Yes," Ruby smiled at the way he said it. "Your pet cat. Now if I am your cat, then you should pet me right?"

"I guess."

"Then pet me," Ruby said.

"Ehh?"

"Pet me," She insisted. She grabbed his hand again, this time putting in on top of her head. "Pet me like you would a cat."

"Alright," Tsukune followed her direction.

He petted her head gently, feeling a little silly at first. But then he noticed that she had a smile on her face and was tilting her head into his hand. Thinking about a friend's pet cat he had played with years ago, Tsukune tried scratching behind Ruby's ear.

"Mmmmmm," Ruby enjoyed the attention, the touch of her master's hand. "See," Ruby said with her eyes half closed. "You can do things with your slave just like with a pet."

"But," Tsukune was still not getting the whole picture.

"Pet me more," Ruby insisted, cat like. She pushed the table away and lay her head down on his lap.

"But…"

"Finish your dinner, Master," Ruby said. "Just pet me with one hand."

Tsukune gave a shrug and did as he was told. Hungry, he was soon concentrating on the food before him. Eating took longer with only one hand, but it wasn't difficult. When Tsukune finished eating, Ruby promptly cleaned up while he settled in to study. When she was done with the domestic work she knelt next to Tsukune's chair and rested her head on his thigh.

Tsukune was focused on his studies. He didn't have a lot to do, but he was lucky to make it into any highschool, and he didn't want to fall behind Moka and the others. He absentmindedly petted Ruby's head as he went through the assigned reading. When he finished, he leaned back in his chair and stretched. A check of the time told him it was after curfew. He didn't have patrol that night, which was fair because he did double shifts over the weekend. After a yawn he woke Ruby and told her he was going to bed.

Tsukune had performed his usual bedtime rituals but received a small shock just before he started to undress. Ruby wasn't getting ready to leave and she wasn't setting out the futon. Tired and confused he asked her what she was thinking.

"I am waiting for you to go to bed, Master," Ruby answered.

Tsukune just shook his head in wonderment and finished getting ready for bed. As soon as he lifted the sheets Ruby put out the lights. He climbed into bed and closed his eyes, trying to quiet his mind, and not pay attention to what Ruby was doing. He was successful the last part until she climbed under the covers with him.

"Whaaa…?"

"I am going to bed, Master," She said in a soft voice.

"But… But…"

"I am just your pet cat." She lay down with her back to him and scooted in close. "If you want to push me out of bed, I can just sleep on the floor."

"Fine," Tsukune sighed. He rolled onto his side, away from Ruby to give her more room.

"Thank you, Master," Ruby said as she moved closer to him again. She had a smile on her face. It was a small victory, but it was a start.

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Friday morning Tsukune woke up with Ruby holding him close. He wondered how these things kept happening to him. She kept telling him that she was on the same level as a pet, and it disturbed him how easy it was for him to accept that.

"Ruby," Tsukune said in a firm voice. "Wake up. I need to get up."

That was all it took to get her moving. He waited a few minutes, enjoying the warmth of the bed, while Ruby put some regular clothes on over her thin chemise and panties. Once she went to the kitchenette, Tsukune got up. He performed his morning rituals before eating his breakfast, egg on toast with tea. He accepted her bento, a small one at his insistence because at least one other would be pushed on to him, then gave her a pat on the head before setting off for the day.

It was election day. Today the students would be selecting their Student Council officers. Tsukune and the election committee would collect the ballots after lunch and spend however long it would take to count them. It was one more obstacle for Tsukune to overcome in his quest for a peaceful life.

By lunch time the whole school was abuzz with the election spirit. Tsukune overheard a pack of girls speculating if any love couples would form if the council president and vice president were of opposite genders. While in the toilet, he overheard some students making bets on the outcome of the voting. When Tsukune headed for the cafeteria with the Election Committee to set up the ballot boxes he was more then ready for the election to be over.

The Ellection Committee and the class officers were all serious about the election being successful. Each student was given an opportunity to drop off their ballot without being harassed or questioned. They simple walked up to one of the boxes, dropped in their folded ballot, and had their hand stamped before walking away. At each box stood two members of the Election Committee. In addition to marking hands and watching out for cheating, they were responsible for counting how many students dropped ballots into the box. When the voting was over there would be a count of how many ballots had been collected. While one or two might get missed in the initial count, any large discrepancies would indicate that someone had been trying to stuff the boxes and fix the election.

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Tsukune and the rest of the Election Committee trudged back to the dorms in a group. It was past midnight, but they had finally finished counting the votes. The final results had been reported to the Board Chairman, and each member of the committee had a copy. Tsukune would meet the Newspaper Club in the morning with the results so the could be printed up in a special edition of the school paper for Monday. Tsukne forced himself to stay alert until all of the committee members were safely back to their dorms. The, finally, with sense of relief and accomplishment, Tsukune returned to his room. He was too tired to protest when Ruby crawled into his bed.

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Tsukune woke in the morning to a knocking at his door. It felt to early for how much light that found its way in around the curtains. The knocking at the door sounded again and Tsukune rolled over to get out of bed. As he stood up Ruby, wearing an apron over her clothes, opened the door.

"Tsukune," Kurumu said cheerfully. "I have come to collect you. So lets…" Her words failed as she caught site of Tsukune in his underwear.

Tsukune wasn't all the way awake yet, and just a few weeks of Ruby's near constant presence had already started to grind down his modesty. He was vaguely aware that the two females were watching him as he did a morning stretch and yawn.

"G'morn…" He managed to say. "I'll be with you in a minute." Tsukune grabbed his shower kit and the clothes Ruby had set out for him and started for the door. He shot the girls a lazy smile as he passed them.

Ruby and Kurumu shared a look after Tsukune was out of sight. Both of them had a blush to their cheeks, but Ruby was smiling serenely while Kurumu gaped in surprise. Kurumu had felt no lust coming from Tsukune, which made what she saw all the more remarkable.

"Ahhh," Kurumu managed. "Was that..?"

"Mmm hmm," Ruby gave a small nod.

"But?"

"It happens some mornings," Ruby said, as if it explained everything.

"You've seen him like this before?"

"Of course," Ruby said.

"Is he..?"

"All the way awake?" Ruby voiced Kurumu's question. "No. Sometimes he is much more powerful in the morning."

"Oh my…" Kurumu felt lust from the witch, and some lust and fear of her own.

"Tea?" Ruby offered smugly.

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Tsukune yawned as he sat in the club room with the rest of the Newspaper Club, except for Gin. His part of the work was finished, but he was enjoying his friends' company. He was still tired, which left him a little oblivious to some of the byplay going on.

Moka and Kurumu kept blushing. Moka would look over at Tsukune and see his cute, sleepy eyes and he would share a smile with her every time. She would think about her desire to be embracing and kissing him, and would blush as the thought would quicken her heart for a moment. Kurumu couldn't keep the image of Tsukune's morning state escaping his boxers from her mind. She would look towards him and suddenly the image in her mind would seam that much more real and she would blush with mixed feelings of desire and embarrassment. Both girls were aware of the other's blushing, which made them avoid eye contact. To the other girls it looked like the two shared a secret.

Yukari had a scowl on her face. She knew that something was going on, but she was being left out of it. In her mind she imagined all sorts of illicit, passionate scenarios, but nobody was telling her anything. Also, the little witch knew that if Moka was doing those kinds of things with Tsukune they would have told her. There was no way they would share something like that with Kurumu and not her. Yukari was going to have to get Moka and Tsukune alone and get to the truth to the mater. As for Kurumu, a moment apart should be enough to get information from her, because the boob monster would be all to happy to boast of any success with Tsukune. She just needed an opportunity. She scowled as she worked, trying to plot out her strategies.

Kokoa had done her share, and except for the occasional demand that her sister's work be given more prominence in the paper, she just sat back and let the others work. She was holding one of Yukari's mangas, pretending to re-read about a woman serving as a secretary to a vampire. She watched her sister blushing over a weak and useless boy and suppressed a growl. It made a little sense to have him around, Kokoa reflected after reading the manga she was holding. Tsukune did have delicious blood after all, even if nobody would let her have any. He would also do whatever Moka asked, and a loyal servant was always good. She just wished he wouldn't keep acting like it was alright to pretend he could be close to her.

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"Ahhh," Kurumu stretched her arms over her head, exaggerating the prominence of her breasts. "I am so glad that is over. Now we can relax."

"For a little while," Moka agreed.

Tsukune watched his friends start to banter back and forth as they walked back to the dorms. He was glad that the election was over, but he still had a lot of work in front of him. With the list of things on his schedule he decided he better try for a little control before things got out of hand. He took a deep breath and summoned up his courage.

"M-Moka," Tsukune said."

"Yes, Tsukune?"

"In two weeks, um… Will… May I accompany you to opening day of the school festival?" He said, feeling like he had just wrestled with bear.

"Yes," Moka jumped at Tsukune and threw her arms around him. "It's a date."

Moka was hoping he would ask, but was afraid she would have to be the one to bring it up. Somewhere in side she felt her inner self approve as well. She hugged Tsukune tightly as she looked him in the eyes and wet her lips.

"We are in public," Tsukune said nervously. He turned his head a little to one side and offered his neck.

"Oh," Moka caught herself. She did like the offer Tsukune was making. She opened her mouth wide and leaned in. "Ahhh…kk"

"Enough of that," Kurumu said as she pulled on the back of Moka's blouse collar. "My Tsukune is already tired. If you keep that up he won't survive to the festival."

"Hey," Moka protested as she lost her hold on Tsukune. She shook of Kurumu and turned to face her. "When did Tsukune become yours?"

"He's always been mine," The succubus insisted. She did a side step and a jump, launching herself onto Tsukune. She rubbed her breasts against him.

"Why you…" Yukare fumed and waved her wand.

Klang

"What?" Yukari cried out.

She was not the only one surprised. The summoned washpan had been knocked aside by Tsukune's upraised fist. Moka held a hand in front of her mouth in shock. Yukari openly gaped like a landed fish. Mizore looked on, wide-eyed.

"Tsukune!" Yukari yelled in protest.

Tsukune just started walking towards the dorm. It was almost lunch time and he was thinking about a nice long nap. He had patrol tonight to look forward to also. He still needed to share some time with Mizore.

"Tsukune?" Moka called.

"Tired," He said as he looked back over his shoulder. "I'll see you tomorrow for our study group. For now lunch and a nap. Later, after dinner…" He left it hanging.

"Rest is good," Moka said with a nod and a smile.

"Rest," Tsukune agreed, also smiling. They had a date in the cemetery after dinner.

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Kurumu watched Tsukune go up to his room. She had walked with him, and so had the others, back to the dorms. She knew that he and Moka shared some kind of code talk, but had never bothered to work it out. Right then she wasn't even worried about it. Tsukune had done something he had never done before. Kurumu returned to her room smiling. Tsukune had protected her from Yukari's attack. The falling washpans seldom caused more then a headache, but it was the fact that he had chosen to protect her, and not the size of the threat that was important.

Kurumu did a little dance in the middle of her room. She was defiantly getting closer to Tsukune. She took out her secret notebook to review her strategies. The 'pushy friend-like-a-sister' plan didn't really work, Kurumu noted down in her book. 'Disarming through friendly play' did appear to work however. Kurumu thought back how just a few hours ago a sleepy Tsukune had accidentally exposed himself a little to her without thinking about it. When she was practicing 'Offensive housekeeping,' Tsukune had been shy about being caught in his boxers. The opening in the front of the boxers had puzzled her the first time she had done his laundry, but quickly understood its purpose. Now she just blushed thinking about how strategic it was.

Kurumu considered a new plan. 'Offensive disarming by exposure,' she wrote down. She would just find excuses to be around Tsukune until he got careless about her presence. Once that happened she could act careless herself and give him opportunities to grow used to her body.

'He has seen me naked before,' Kurumu recalled. 'And he has seen and felt my bare breasts a number of times. I just have to get him used to the idea that it is alright to see me and touch me.'

Kurumu turned back to the plan about friendly play. Playing house had been fun, if a little overly sweet. It's too bad the students couldn't have a private bath attached to their rooms, because then she could get Tsukune in with her. They could do it as 'play' and wear swimsuits, to get him used to the idea. She could wear a bikini and after he had gotten used to the play she could have an 'accident' while he washed her back.

Kurumu let her mind wander for a moment, thinking about Tsukune washing her back. His strong hands on her body. Suddenly an idea came to her and she brightened. A wicked smile spread across her face. She turned to a new page in her notebook. 'Offensive strategic washing,' Kurumu jotted down.