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 47

Kurumu felt like something was finally going right. Following Valentines Day Yukari had been visibly frustrated and frequently absent minded when the friends held one of their flirting battles for Tsukune's attention. The succubus had managed to catch Tsukune on his way home from an evening with the Student Police, and in the cool night air had offered him one of her special, warming, chocolate liqueurs. It had been just outside of his own house when she had caught up to him that evening. She knew he would still have lots of chocolates from just the day before, but didn't want to give him the chance to refuse.

"I don't want these to go to waste," Kurumu had pouted while holding a pair of chocolate mounds in a napkin in her hand. "And I made so many while thinking of you." She carefully picked up the chocolate liqueur from beside its much more bland twin. "Say ahh," Kurumu prompted.

Tsukune wasn't sure how he felt about the situation. He was feeling more then a little tired at the moment, coming down as he was from Valentines day's emotional ride, and a sugar rush. When his cute succubus friend had caught up to him, acting sweetly but obviously putting the pressure on, Tsukune just went with the moment.

"Ahhhh," He opened his mouth.

Kurmu did not hesitate. She popped the chocolate liqueur into Tsukune's mouth, letting her finger linger in his bottom lip for just a heartbeat.

Tsukune felt a warm flush run through his body. He wasn't sure if it was from the rich flavor of the chocolate treat, or from her finger on his lip. He hoped that he didn't look foolish as he chewed and swallowed.

"Ahhhh..." Kurumu stood in front of Tsukune with her mouth open and her eyes half closed. In her hands she held a napkin with a remaining piece of chocolate.

Tsukune felt a little silly as he picked up the piece of chocolate. Feeling a blush in his face, Tsukune reached out to put the chocolate into Kurumu's mouth. He was surprised when she leaned forward at the last moment.

Kurumu timed her move carefully. She trapped Most of Tsukune's index finger in her mouth, at the same time she was able to catch his wrist in her hands. Once she had her hold on him she made eye contact with him. Tsukune's eyes were wide with surprise, while Kurumu's eyes were partially lidded seductively.

Tsukune realized he had been caught. A part of his mind was aware of how foolish he must look, standing in front of his house while his friend sucked on his finger, but that was of minor importance. He saw Kurumu's cute face, with her seductive eyes, sucking on his finger. He could feel her hands lightly holding his wrist, at the same time he was aware of her tongue and lips. The sensations from his finger were strange, and he was unsure if what she was doing felt good or not. In spite of himself, Tsukune remembered the time Kurumu had approached him in the bathroom of his home the previous year. He remembered how she had taken his hand, and what she had said to him. Suddenly Tsukune felt warm all over again and started to sweat nervously.

Kurumu felt a rush of excitement. She had been able to draw Tsukune in with a little playfulness that had made him let his guard down. It was a minor act of seduction, but it was her victory. She had been able to swallow the soft chocolate candy without any problem, leaving her mouth free to tease Tsukune. Her hold on his wrist was feather light, he could pull away from her at any time, but she distracted him enough that he never even tried. Her finger tips on his wrist let Kurumu feel Tsukune's pulse as she made his heart beat faster. She saw the blush touch his cheeks and a nervous sweat form on his brow.

Kurumu slowly pulled back, sliding her lips off of Tsukune's finger. When just the tip of his finger was touching her lips, she kissed it lightly before smiling sweetly up at Tsukune. She lowered his hand then, almost to her chest.

"Come visit me if you ever want more," Kurumu threw him a wink. "Kay?"

"O-o-o, Kay…" Tsukune said a little weakly.

Kurumu let go of Tsukune and gave a hop backwards, making her jiggle in all the right places. With a giggle she turned and hurried off. Tsukune watched her until she disappeared into her house and closed the door. With a sigh of frustration and confusion, he turned and went into his own front door.

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"Yessss!" Kurumu pumped her fist into the air with a whispered cheer that sounded like a hiss. "I did it," She gloated to herself. She hopped up and down in her bedroom, congratulating herself a little longer before reaching for her secret journal.

Kurumu realized that a part of her problem with Tsukune was that she was too bold. Her mother had been a bad influence, the young succubus had come to understand. Ageha was a professional, a kind of performer. She was never shy, because the men who sought her out were not looking for someone shy. In a school of monsters, being bold was a way of survival. When inhuman creatures sought to disguise themselves with magic, things like a cute face or big breasts started to loose value. Kurumu was more then cute enough, and her body was not some magical illusion or construct, but her ability to fit in with the rest of the student body was in contrast to Tsukune's life style. Kurumu had finally realized that her mistake was to expect Tsukune to be like the men that visited her mother.

It was a letter from her mother that had opened Kurumu's eyes. Ageha had made one comment in the letter that had stood out.

"…. He still has some growing up to do…"

That comment started Kurumu thinking. She started thinking about all she knew of Tsukune, and where he had grown up. She had seen his home, and his home town. He had grown up in a respectable neighborhood, and not in an apartment near the heart of a major city. He had two parents, who were close to him, so that he was not left unsupervised at home for hours or even days at a time. Tsukune had been raised to be respectful and considerate of the people around him. The kind of quiet life that Kurumu had envied. She remembered the times she and Tsukune had played house in her dorm room.

Tsukune had not tried to do anything dirty, even though she wouldn't have minded in the least. Kurumu had played housewife to Tsukune's salary man. He had talked with her as if they were partners on the home. Kurumu had enjoyed the closeness, but had been slow to understand why. It was the fact that when she was alone with Tsukune there had been no pressure on her. She knew that he liked her cooking, so making something for him was always a pleasure, both in the thought of doing something for him, and seeing him enjoy what she had made, proving that is was good. After thinking about how and where Tsukune grew up, Kurumu realized that he probably did not like the pressure of expectations from those around him.

Kurumu sat at her desk with her secret journal. Tsukune liked her, he had admitted it. Tsukune cared about her feelings and respected her. He had said so himself. What it really came down to was that he was a good person, soon to be a good man, who believed in being responsible for his actions. As long as he thought that it as wrong, Tsukune would hold himself back from doing certain things. And even if it wasn't wrong, he would still try his hardest to avoid hurting his friends' feelings.

Kurumu looked through her notes and all of her previous plans. Being bold put Tsukune on his guard. Being too forward, made Kurumu look naughty in Tsukune's well-behaved mind. Well if being bold and direct was not working, the Kurumu would have to go for the more traditional Succubus way of hunting prey. She would have to be sneaky. In the olden days, a succubus didn't just march into the town market and set up shop. No, she would slip in to town quietly, disguised as a pour traveler. She could watch for potential victims while telling stories about the 'powerful seductress' that hunted in the wilderness. Some men would go looking for the seductress, and find a hungry succubus waiting to be 'bested' by their strength and prowess.

Kurumu reviewed her plans and saw clearly where her failing had been. Her very first plan when she had arrived at school had been big and bold, to seduce every male and then choose out the best for herself. Now that she had changed her goal, she needed to change the way she hunted. Instead of trying to drag Tsukune by the nose, or other parts, to go where she wanted, she would lead him with gentle caresses and butterfly soft touches. Tonight she had kissed his finger and he had not given the slightest protest. She would draw him in, and work her way up, until he came to her by his own choice.

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It was to her advantage, Mizore figured, that she was a member of a patient race of monsters. While it was true that she was being pressured by her mother, and their people's expectations. Mizore was not in a hurry at the moment. She had taken some time to talk with her room mate and had discovered something very interesting. She had known for some time that Anna, her house mate, had a crush on somebody, but had finally learned who. The rain spirit had a crush on Tsukune's night lieutenant.

Mizore saw an opportunity for herself. If she could encourage her house mate into a relationship, then Mizore might be able to get the house to herself, at lest part of the time, and that meant having privacy to spend with Tsukune. She just needed to think of a way to make it work out.

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Yukari was almost ready to rip her hair out in frustration. It had been two weeks since Valentine's Day and her friends were acting strange. Moka was smiling more, which the little witch took as a good sign, but why was the beautiful vampire always tracing little crosses on Tsukune? Mizore looked pre-occupied. She always had a part of her attention on Tsukune, even when he was out of her line of sight, which seamed a little creepy, but she wasn't putting any moves on him. Kurumu was smiling all the time, but it was the shy, happy smile of someone with a secret. She also kept touching Tsukune, but was keeping her boobs to herself.

Yukari knew something had to be going on, but she couldn't understand what. To make maters worse was the way Tsukune was acting. Yukari noticed that he was tense, his nerves taunt as piano wires. He didn't object when Moka, Kurumu, Mizore, or Yukari touched him, as long as they didn't touch him in ways that made his face red. Something was bothering Tsukune. Well, she had a plan that should help disrupt anything the boob monster or the stalker girl had going.

Moka had noticed something was bothering Tsukune. He was becoming more and more tense. It had started a week after Valentine's. Moka tried to think through recent events to figure out what was bothering him, but was not having any luck. Since Valentines, there had been no disruptions of the school. There had been no fights among their group; Mizore had even been behaving herself more then usual. The group had gathered in Tsukune's house for study groups without incident. Moka had even been able to enjoy some uninterrupted time with Tsukune, talking walks in the evening holding hands like a couple should, and sharing kisses like normal people.

As Moka thought about how well things had been going, a dark thought surfaced in her mind. Nothing bad had happened to distract Tsukune, and he had been spending time with her. Could he be reconsidering? Doubt was starting to claw at her heart with icy fingers. Could it be, that without the fighting and distractions, that Tsukune realized that she was the reason he got into so much trouble. Could he be having second thoughts about being with her?

Moka watched sharply as the group of friends spent time together. Tsukune wasn't flinching away from any of them when they touched him gently. He had been jumpy about that in the past. So ether he was coming to accept it, or he was distracted. When he made eye contact with any of them, Moka noticed, he would show them a small smile. He had a different smile for each of his companions she noticed. She also noticed a tightness around the eyes of the other girls too. They knew something was bothering Tsukune, but they couldn't help but smile back at him. Moka too smiled back at Tsukune. Her own doubts faded whenever Tsukune made eye contact with her. He would see her and he would smile just a little, then the tension in his face would ease a little and his smile would grow. In that moment, when his emotions became so clear on his face, Moka would feel a rush of warmth through her. His warm, caring eyes and honest smile took away all of her doubts about his feelings for her, and replaced them with confidence, desire, and love.

But the problem remained. Something was bothering Tsukune. Moka had a fierce desire to protect her happy times with Tsukune. Whatever was bothering him needed to be tracked down and exterminated.

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Tsukune felt himself wound up as tight as a guitar string. It had been two weeks since Valentine's Day and everything was going smoothly. All of his friends had happy little smiles and there had been no disruptions of his happy life. Ruby was keeping Tsukune's house in order and providing a calm place for him to study for the coming finals. Moka visited regularly to help him study, and taking relaxing walks with him when studying was getting to be too much. The others were studying with him as well, but without the usual fighting. Kurumu had discovered a new level of self confidence that was showing itself in the way she behaved with more restraint, instead of always demanding attention. Mitzore's nearly obsessive attention to his every word and movement was improving as well, much like when Tsukune had been able to visit her dorm room. Something had lessened Mizore's fear of being left out, Tsukune suspected. Yukari was also minding her behavior. She was not instigating any fights or trying to push herself between Tsukune and ether Mizore or Kurumu. The little witch had a confident smile and a calm look in her eyes, making Tsukune sure that she was up to something.

Everything was going well for Tsukune. He even had some confidence that he would do well on the coming exams. He was enjoying the kind of happy life he had been hoping for all school year. Even his time with the Student Police had been uneventful lately. Tsukune was feeling tense because he knew it could not last. He could feel it coming, like a storm coming in over the horizon. And the longer he waited the worse he knew it would be.