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 40

Tsukune couldn't help but smile at Moka's creativity. She had planned out a picnic date that was unique. Tsukune had arrived at her door promptly at Eleven o'clock, dressed in casual but nice clothes. Moka had greeted him warmly, then promptly handed him a large basket to carry. Together they took a walk through the woods to a secluded stretch of cliffs overlooking the sea.

Tsukune was enjoying his time with Moka, so he didn't worry or complain about how long it took to get to the eating part of the picnic. Together the young couple set out the picnic before taking off their shoes to rest on the blanket. Moka served Tsukune a late lunch as they talked. Moka asked questions about Tsukune's life in the human world. He answered, and asked her about hopes and goals for the future. Together, they watched the sky grow dark as the sun set somewhere beyond the barrier.

"Thank you for coming out here with me," Moka said in the deepening twilight.

"I'm always happy to spend time with you, Moka," Tsukune said with a smile.

"One more thing?"

"Yes?" Tsukune wondered.

Moka leaned in to kiss him. She had been holding herself back since the visit to her room, partly because she was afraid of her own feelings and wants, but also because she was afraid of what Tsukune might think of her after what had happened. As she kissed him she felt her own excitement and desire rush through her, but at the same time, she felt something else.

Among her feelings was a sense of relief. Moka was hyper aware of her body at that moment, and of Tsukune's. He returned the kiss with interest, but his hands did not reach for her body in a way they should not.

Moka reached for his hand as she broke the kiss. She was glad to see his face as flushed as her own felt. She drew his hand to her chest with a shy smile. She had agreed to share her time with Tsukune with her inner self, but she didn't really want to. Impulsively, Moka quickly planted another heated kiss on Tsukune's lips as she used his hand to remove her seal.

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Inner Moka had been awake, and aware, in her limited fashion for a while. Being close to Tsukune frequently did that to her. She had been growing restless as she waited for her turn to be with Tsukune. Inner Moka was aware of the lingering Kiss that her outer self had enjoyed, adding heat to her impatience. Then there was the sensations of a second kiss. Inner Moka distantly felt the heat and the desire that came from the touch of Tsukune's lips, so close but so distant at the same time.

Inner Moka wanted more. The distant sensations of kissing Tsukune made her remember the kisses she had shared with him first hand. She wanted to feel his touch, smell his blood, and taste his flesh. She felt her longing and desire for him. Suddenly the foggy barrier between herself and Tsukune was gone.

Moka felt a rush of energy as the seal was removed. Her body was suddenly connected to her mind, letting her feel and move. Every sensation was real and clear… And she was kissing Tsukune.

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Tsukune was aware of the cross in his hand as Moka kissed him. His vision of her emerald eyes framed by pink hair added to the pleasantness of the sweet flavor of her kiss. Then he felt the rush of youki as the seal was pulled from her collar. As much as he enjoyed kissing Moka he didn't want her inner self to awaken in what might be a compromising position. Tsukune was about to break the kiss when he heard Moka growl.

"Moka?" Tsukune said with a mix of surprise and alarm.

"I've warned you about going to far," Moka said in a low voice, with a dark gleam in her red eyes.

"I-I-I…"

"You press your luck," She grabbed the front of his shirt and held him close. Their faces were only an inch apart. "You think you can deny me?"

"Ahh…" Whatever Tsukune might have said was smothered by a fierce kiss.

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Kokoa was fuming mad. She paced back and forth in her dorm room trying to think. Moka, the real Moka, was still avoiding her. The fake Moka was willing to be nice to her, but couldn't stop gushing over Tsukune. To make matters worse, the Real Moka acted like she cared about Tsukune as well. It didn't make sense to the little vampire.

Kokoa wanted to just smash Tsukune, just kill him and have him out of the way. After the shock wore off, Kokoa was sure, Moka would regain her senses and realize she was better off and would thank her little sister for saving her. But Kokoa knew she couldn't kill him. She had already learned how strong he was, and he was getting stronger as time went by.

Kokoa remembered Tsukune during the last Newspaper Club trip. He had show his strength during the trip when he had to rescue Moka and Sun, and again when that Siren had tried to destroy the hotel. She remembered Tsukune on the beach in his swim trunks as well, as he helped bring in business for the snack bar. He had a slender frame, but his muscles were well developed. His skin had a healthy glow; a light tan that a vampire could never have that made his scars stand out. Those scars made him look dangerous in a way, as if he was not afraid of anything.

Kokoa reflected back on Tsukune for a moment. The boy was strong in all the ways that counted, and was not bad looking. He had the most delicious blood, even if Kokoa almost never got to enjoy it. He would be a good choice for a mate, Kokoa thought, but he could never bee good enough for the real Moka. It wouldn't be so bad if had chosen someone else though.

Kokoa realized that she had stopped pacing and was standing in the middle of her room daydreaming about Tsukune. She blushed deep red as she realized what she was thinking and looked around to make sure nobody was watching. Kokoa started pacing, angry again, but now she was not sure who to be angry with.

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Mizore smiled as she decorated her room. She was creating sculpted ice sickles while she hummed to herself. Tsukune had just returned to his room from a picnic with Moka. His shirt had been torn and he had been unsteady on his feet, all the while he had been smiling. While she could tell that he had been worked over by the vampire, he had not been completely used up. Mizore couldn't help but smile, a little bitterly, at the thought of what might have passed between Moka and Tsukune.

Mizore didn't like the idea of sharing Tsukune, but she would take what she could get. If the best she could hope for was the position of Tsukune's mistress, then she would be the most loving and supportive mistress in history. Until Moka messes up… Then Mizore would steal Tsukune away forever.

Mizore planed out her next date with Tsukune. She would cover the outside of her room with snow and put thick frost on the windows. For dinner she would serve him a rich stew and hot tea, and seat him close to a small electric heater. He would be warm and relaxed. Mizore would slowly seduce Tsukune to telling her everything he had done with Moka, and then she would carefully convince him to go just as far.

Snow, Mizore reminded herself. Snow that would gently cover the land until everything was buried in soft white. It was just too bad that it never snowed under the barrier. If it did then she could just encourage it along until Tsukune became trapped in her room. She would just have to settle for metaphorical snow trapping him in her grasp.

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Yukari was in her room, ginning broadly. Her research had paid off, finally. The floor of her dorm room was covered with geometric figures and magical glyphs. At the center of the strange design sat a stone bowl filled with dark ink. Yukari knelt on the floor looking into the scrying bowl. She was watching Inner Moka and Tsukune as the pair cuddled on a picnic blanket, kissing deeply.

The little witch was having difficulty maintaining the image because her mind wanted to wander, and scrying required calm concentration. Yukari was excited by seeing her two favorite people so close together, and she looked forward to when she would be able to join them. At the same time she was happy about the closeness she was seeing, She was upset that Tsukune and Moka had not told her how far they had gone. How could they have a lasting, intimate, relationship if they didn't share with her? Yukari struggled to remain calm so she could continue watching her favorite people. The image in the scrying bowl continued to blur in and out as the little witch's mind was visited with ecchi thoughts.

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Ruby hummed to herself as she dusted Tsukune's room. The small dorm room was spotless, but the witch enjoyed performing the little domestic chores for Tsukune. She was trying to stay busy for artistic presentation. She wanted to be visibly doing something when Tsukune returned to his room, so that her master would see her being dilligent. Like the many times she would just 'happen' to be sweeping the area near the front gate of the school when Tsukune was walking to class. Ruby wanted to do all that she could to make sure Tsukune had a positive opinion of her. It was the same reason that Ruby always tried to maintain a modest appearance.

Anything that Tsukune approved of, Ruby would do. If it made Tsukune happy, Ruby encouraged it. The witch spent time every day, if she could, arranging things to help her make Tsukune happy with her. Even as she worked hard to keep the room clean, Ruby made sure a few of her more intimate bits of clothing were in the laundry basket, where Tsukune could see them. Ruby wanted Tsukune to see her as being available for his every want and need. She was happy to have gained a place so close to him, but she still wanted more.

Ruby hoped that her master was having a good time on his date with Moka. She had paid careful attention to Tuskune's clothes to make sure his appearance would be acceptable. She wanted him to have an enjoyable picnic that would help him be happy and relaxed, because that is what a good friend and servant should want. Ruby, secretly admitted to herself, also hoped that Tsukune would return from his date excited and worked up, so that she could carefully help him find release from his tension again.

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Kurumu was feeling frustrated. Her mother's whirlwind visit had been an intrusion into her and Tsukune's relationship. Worse, Kurumu was afraid, her mother's actions had damaged what she had been trying to build. Kurumu had been careful to appear as uncomfortable and out of place as she could during her mother's 'celebration.' Pretending to be drunk after only a couple glasses of champagne probably convinced Tsukune that she didn't have any drinking experience. While Kurumu's mother was disappointed that Tsukune had not tried to take liberties with ether of the seemingly drunk women he was with, Kurumu was not. In truth, the young succubus was proud of her Tsukune, and respected him all the more for the restraint he had exercised.

Now Kurumu had a problem to deal with. She had to think of a way to convince Tsukune that the elder succubus would not be continually intruding into their lives if he and Kurumu had a relationship. She also had to think of a way to keep her mother from doing exactly that. Kurumu paced in her dorm room while her mind work.

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Tsukune returned to his room feeling tired and energized at the same time. He could tell that he was smiling, but couldn't stop. He was also aware that there was more then a few drops of blood showing on his clothes, but that seamed unimportant. Right then Tsukune was only thinking about how right everything was. Moka, both sides of her, were precious to him, and both sides of her returned his feelings. He opened the door to his room, feeling unconcerned and happy.

"Welcome home, Master," Ruby said, turning to face the door with a feather duster in her hand. "Did you have a good day?"

"Yes," Tsukune gave a nod. "I did. Thank you. How are you doing, Ruby?"

"I am well, Master."

"That's good." Tsukune closed the door to his room and kicked off his shoes. He proceeded to undress without any concern. He tossed his soiled shirt towards the laundry basket carelessly. "Do you know what I have to do next?"

"Master," Ruby answered. "You are scheduled for an early morning shift with the Student Police."

"Thank you for reminding me. I should probably go to bed early tonight."

"Will you be wanting supper?"

"Mmmmm," Tsukune paused for a moment and looked at his friend and servant. "If you would make me something light please," He said. "I'll go and wash up."

Ruby smiled at Tsukune's back as he headed for the baths. He accepted her in his life so totally now that he expected her to clean up after him. She noticed how he had paused when she had asked him about dinner. Tsukune had considered her feelings before answering, showing that he cared about her feelings. Ruby gave a small, happy sigh as she picked up Tsukune's shirt.

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Tsukune was feeling good as he returned to his room. His shift with the Student Police had gone well. He had relieved the night lieutenant and finished out the night without incident. He oversaw the shift change of the patrol teams, pleased to see that everybody was taking their responsibilities seriously. Akira had arrived at eleven o'clock as planned, so Tsukune was returning to his room for lunch. After his date with Moka the day before, Tsukune was in good spirits and ready to enjoy the few remaining days of the winter break.

"Tsukune!" Kurumu called out as she launched herself towards him.

"Ku…" Tsukune managed in surprise before the succubus smothered him with her breasts.

Tukune had been ambushed just short of the dorms He was pulled off balance and nearly knocked down while his friends engaged in one of the scuffles over him. When he could finally stand on his own, and breath, he gave a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?" Tsukune asked.

"Master," Ruby explained. "The Board Chairman wants to meet with you after lunch. He wants to see all of you, so I notified the others."

"Thank you Ruby," Tsukune gave her a nod.

"After Ruby came to see me," Moka said. "I thought it would be a good idea if we shared lunch together. That way we could all go to see the Board Chairman together."

"I wanted to make it a picnic," Kurumu said.

"We agreed on a picnic," Mizore said with a glare at the succubus.

"All of us together," Yukari added.

"Sound like fun," Tsukune tried to sound positive as he felt his stomach sinking. The Board Chairman wanting to see them could not be anything good. "I'll meet you after I change."

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Tsukune and his friends shared a picnic in the woods. As usual, Tsukune was well fed, while the girls argued about nothing and everything. Tsukune didn't want to spoil the mood so he kept his apprehensions to himself. He ate what his friends offered him even though he had no appetite. In his mind, Tsukune tried to think of what the Board Chairman could want.