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 44

It was a Monday to be feared and dreaded, according to Tsukune's view of things. The Headmaster had declared there would be regular "Human Days" at the school. On these "Human Days," students with experience in the human world were to help classmates learn more about interacting with modern human society. Each person with Human world experience was given a roll to act out so that the inexperienced students could observe them.

In class 2-1, the students had a mock office set up. Moka had the 'corner office' marked out by partitions and held the roll of office manager. Yukari was assigned the roll of accountant with books to balance. Mizore had the job of typing up reports and filing them, so she would spend the day typing up hand written letters from the other 'office staff' and trying to keep a file drawer organized. Kurumu had a desk with a telephone she would pretend to talk on, a tea pot for serving the 'office manager,' and an appointment book for keeping track of who came to see the office.

Different classes were set up to show different parts of the human world. Students without human world experience were given a list of classes to visit so they could observe and learn. To add to the chaos of the day, all the students acting out human rolls were dressed for the occasion, which meant they did not wear their school uniforms. Tsukune wished he could have been with his friends.

The Student Police were on duty in force for the day. The headquarters for the Student Police was one of the places students were being sent to observe human world life. Tsukune was on display as he gave shift briefings and assigned patrols. He disliked being in charge to begin with, being made a show piece made things worse. After spending the first half of the day trying to look like he enjoyed his work, he informed the office staff that he was going to make rounds to check on the patrolling officers.

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The campus was an area of pseudo-organized chaos. Student normally in classes were roaming around. The school more resembled a festival day then anything else. The loose discipline was something some of the monster students had trouble with. Nobody could say for sure how it started, but a fight broke out near the gymnasium. Tsukune heard the shouting, and almost with a feeling of relief, ran to investigate. He reached for his youki and his police whistle at the same time. He may have felt confident in his fighting ability, but he wanted to be ready for the worst.

A student fight was in progress when Tsukune rounded the corner, with all the trimmings. Two monsters rolled across the ground while a small but growing crowd surrounded them, cheering and jeering. Tsukune saw fur and scales and torn student uniforms in a tangle.

"Break it up," Tsukune ordered after a long blast on his whistle. "Now!"

The students watching the fight spared a look when the heard the whistle. Some the onlookers took off at a run as soon as the recognized Tsukune. The students between Tsukune and the fight moved out of his way. As Tsukune moved towards the battling students he tried to think of a plan on how to break them up, without getting into the fight himself. He settled on a trick he had read about in Lord Brone's book, but had only used when training against the unsealed Moka.

It was called the Thousand Horse Stomp. Tsukune gathered his Youki and stomped his foot down hard on the ground. In stead of holding his demon energy in, he pushed it out, into the ground under his foot. The result sounded like thunder and a shockwave that kicked up dust for a twenty meter radius. Everybody except Tsukune within that area had to battle to keep their feet on the ground. The onlooking students were shaken by the shockwave, stumbling into each other, some falling over. The fighting students were tossed from the ground a meter into the air before falling back down again. Their fight broke up enough that they heard Tsukune's next command.

"Knock it off!" Tsukune barked, glaring at the embattled students, his youkai radiating strongly.

It was enough to stop the fight. The pair of students slowly separated from each other. They climbed to their feet and faced the Student Police Captain. Tsukune eyed the two. One was almost seven feet tall, but very skinny, covered in gray-green scales; some kind of lizard youkai. The second student was some kind of furry ogre about the same size as Tsukune. Now that the fighting had stopped, Tsukune was unsure of what he should do next.

Tsukune frowned as he tried to decide what to do next. He looked around for ideas, or better yet, a staff member that could take charge. As he did, he took in some details of the scene. The location of the fight was behind the Gymnasium, but close to the girl's changing room. The torn and dirty uniforms included skirts. The werewolf, Gin, was holding his camera and grinning excitedly. Damn, but Tsukune wished he could let someone else handle this mess.

As he waited for inspiration to strike, two patrol pairs of student police arrived. Tsukune saw his way out. He spoke to the two monsters.

"Fighting is against the rules," Tsukune said. "And so is reviling your youkai forms. You will both present reflection papers, one page for each offense, to the Student Police office." Tsukune barely waited to see the pair nod before turning away from them. "Take them back to their rooms," Tsukune said to his underlings. "They are to get dressed and get back to class." He walked away form the scene before anybody could start arguing with him.

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The flair of Youki was hard to miss. When a rumble through the campus made the windows shake people noticed. Students and staff looked out through the windows looking to see what the disturbance was. Some of them were able to see the end of the fight behind the gymnasium.

Enya had been unimpressed with the demonstration of human cleaning work. Cleaning staff was one of the rolls available to youkai in the human world. Nearly invisible while in plane sight, they provided an important service in offices, hospitals, parks, store, and even amusement parks. Youkai could work around humans while keeping themselves safely apart. Enya did not care for the idea of working as a maid, and watching a handful of students scrubbing floors and cleaning windows got boring very fast. It was no wonder that the smoke spirit had been attracted to the shouting behind the gymnasium.

The fight had already started when Enya arrived. She never learned what it was about. Before anybody could get seriously hurt, Tsukune had arrived. She had watched him as he effectively took charge and restored order. She couldn't help but be impressed with his power and confidence. Later, when a class mate asked her if she had seen anything, Enya shared what had happened to the best of her knowledge. She was unaware that other spectators were doing the same.

Witnesses talked to friends who shared the news with others. It was only a few hours before the story was like a living thing as it traveled among the students. By the time the reports reached the president of the Drama Club, the story had practically written it self.

Two first year girls, rivals in their unrequited romance, had met behind the gym to settle their dispute once in for all. They would fight until one was clearly the victor. The loser would have to withdraw, never to challenge the winner again. Passion overcame reason as the fight began. The pair struggled with all the strength and desire in their hearts. Suddenly the cause of their dispute, the one man both women desired, found them in the middle of their heated battle.

The strength of his will and the heat of his displeasure was enough to break up the fight. The two women turned to face the man who did not know of their love for him. Each woman felt ashamed to have been discovered in such a state. It would have been bad enough to have been caught by anybody else for breaking the rules, but to be discovered by him was horrible. He never asked for an explanation. He didn't make accusations or ask who was at fault. He could read it all in their eyes. The pair of women, their human guises abandoned, stood naked, symbolically and in fact before the one man they hoped would some day acknowledge them.

The play would be a tragedy, the Drama Club president decided. The women would be destroyed by their humiliation. The hero would later be called upon to investigate their deaths. Their suicide notes would haunt him for the rest of his days. The Drama Club president grinned wildly as he penned the rough draft of the script for his club's next performance. Idly, He wondered if he should do it as a historical or modern piece.

Meanwhile, in the girls' dorms two student anguished in their rooms. The Ogre, Emmy, struggled to write her reflection paper in a way that would sound humble, but would argue her innocence. She had heard that someone had a rare Tsukune poster for sale and had sneaked away from her class to see if she could buy it. The other girl had been chasing the same idea. When a pudgy second year boy had arrived with a rolled up poster, the bidding began. Words were said, and then the pushing started. Then the boy with the poster fled and the fight was on.

And then Student Police Captain Aono Tsukune appeared. Emmy had wanted to die. When she stood naked in front of the most popular boy in school, he had lived up to his reputation. He was hansom and confidant, and never once did he look at her with disgust. Nobody knew for sure what kind of youkai he was, but at least he had not been repulsed by Emmy's hairy body. He had remained calm and in control. Emmy felt her heart flutter. She had been within a few feet of Aono Tsukune, and had not been able to say a word..

Three doors down from Emmy, Lim was dealing with her own struggles. She could scribble out her reflection paper quickly enough, she knew all she needed to do was make it sound like she was sorry for breaking school rules. What Lim was struggling with was what to do about Aono Tsukune. Damn the guy was hot. Lim had always discounted the rumors about him until the day of the fight in front of the dorms during winter break. That was the first time she had seen him in action. She had even gotten close to him on the stairs later, when he went up stairs to visit the popular vampire girl. Three days later she had added her name to the wall in the dorm's basement. It was there where girls went to share stories about Aono Tsukune and moon over pictures of him.

Lim wanted Aono Tsukune in the worst ways. He was good looking, in his shy, misleading way. He obviously took very good care of his body, because he smelled better then any of the other boys in school. Lim felt even more desire for him after feeling the heat of his body on the stairs. If she could have him, Lim would never have trouble waking up on a cold morning again. But then there was the letter from her uncle to think about. The people her uncle worked for were offering a lot of money to anybody that could bring Tsukune in. No mater how carefully her uncle wrote about it, Lim knew that his interest in Tsukune was not a good thing. But just maybe, Lim fantasized, she could seduce Tsukune into going with her. He obviously like to be in charge. Maybe with the right woman to help him, he could climb to a high position of her uncle's company.

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Tsukune trudged back to his house late Monday evening. The "Human Day" exercise had been long and frustrating. Not long after the fight behind the gymnasium the Student Police headquarters had become crowded with visitors. Before he knew what has happening, Tsukune was trapped behind a desk, not the one in his office but one in the main office, where he was on display. Sheezu had asked him to sit there and review a report. As soon as he finished, another member of the Student Police office staff appeared with another report. As he read the second report someone served him a cup of tea. While he could feel people watching him, and knew he was on display, Tsukune was unaware that most of the spectators were female.

For the next three hours Tsukune was stuck 'playing Captain.' He handled many times the normal paperwork, if only to look over a report before passing it on for somebody else to file.

"Captain, does this meet with your approval?" Was the question of the day. The wording and tone changed from person to person, but everybody that brought Tsukune something called him 'Captain,' or 'Captain Aono' Even Lieutenant Akira was using titles when he asked Tsukune a question about the patrol schedule. Tsukune was glad when the work/school day came to an end.