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 71

"Are you sure about this?" Tsukune asked Moka. They were in northern Japan, one jump away from their school. Tsukune was excited and nervous about what Moka had suggested. They would be alone together for one night. Tsukune was almost alarmed about how excited he was at the idea of being alone with Moka.

"I'm sure," Moka said. She was seated behind Tsukune on Hiru, holding him around his middle. "This is something I want." Moka was felling nervous. She was going to spend the night alone with Tsukune. She had asked Tsukune to make a few stops on the way so she could do a little shopping. Moka made sure she had enough groceries that she would be able to prepare supper, and breakfast, for the both of them.

"I love you," Tsukune said.

"I love you too," Molka replied.

Tsukune goosed the throttle and Hiru rumbled loudly. Moka gave Tsukune an extra squeeze, enjoying the feel of her arms around him. They surged forward.

Xxxxxx

The village was exactly as Tsukune had left it. He rode Hiru right up to the curb in front of Number Four Village Street before stopping. When the wheels stopped rolling, Tsukune put a foot down for balance and looked over his shoulder to smile at Moka. Moka smiled back before dismounting. Tsukune followed her, and together they unloaded everything from the motorcycle. Tsukune unlocked the front door to his house and lead Moka in.

Moka tried to hide her nervousness by taking charge of the house. Tsukune had to go up to the school to check in at the Board Chairman's office, and wanted to take a look around the grounds just to make sure there were no major changes to worry about. While he was out, Moka was busy getting the house in order. She put their bags in Tsukune's bedroom, but didn't unpack them. She took the groceries to the kitchen, putting most of them away as she explored the cupboards. As she learned where things were kept in Tsukune's kitchen, Moka started preparing for supper.

Tsukune wasn't sure if he should feel relieved or not that the Board Chairman wasn't in his office. Tsukune had found the school building open, and had even seen some of the staff. When he reached the Board Chairman's office, Tsukune found the doors closed with a note addressed to him taped to them.

"I am pleased that you have returned early," The Note said. " I had expected you to arrive late Saturday evening so that you could enjoy the freedom of youth. However, if you are reading this then you have arrived early and you should already know what you need to do in the morning. I expect good things from you, boy."

Tsukune found the note to be a little disturbing. He thought about the way the Board Chairman placed vague expectations on his shoulders in such an impersonal way. But as Tsukune walked a patrol of the school grounds, Tsukune started to take some comfort from the note. The Board Chairman showed a measure of trust in Tsukune.

Night had fallen by the time Tsukune walked up to the front door of his house. The school buildings were as he remembered them. As were the dorms and the Student Police headquarters. The old industrial area where he once fought the Outcast Ayashi Hs been cleaned up and looked like some building had been going on. The fishing village looked as run down and abandoned as ever. Tsukune wondered if anything was ever going to happen with that. Hiru was curled up on the porch, dozing peacefully as Tsukune approached his house. Tsukune saw that the lights were on and could smell cooking even as he opened the front door.

"I'm home," Tsukune called out as he entered.

"Welcome home," Moka said from the kitchen. "Is everything alright?" Moka came out of the kitchen wearing an apron over her blouse and jeans. She had a ladle in her hands and a smile lighting up her face.

Tsukune smiled at the sight of her and felt a sense of warmth swelling within his chest. He knew that such scenes were unlikely in his future, but the simple idea of a quiet, normal life with Moka was very attractive. Tsukune kicked off his shoes and crossed the room.

"You're beautiful," Tsukune said, embracing Moka.

"Tsukune," Moka protested with a smile.

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Tsukune spent their night along as a couple. Moka prepared a satisfying supper that they enjoyed together. After eating, Tsikune helped clean up in the kitchen. As they worked side by side, Tsukune and Moka shared quiet looks and shy smiles, both of them blushing often.

"Tsukune," Moka said as he was putting the clean dishes away. "I am going to prepare the bath."

"Alright," Tsukune said, feeling a little nervous.

Tsukune tried to practice his meditation as he started unpacking his bags. He was feeling very excited and nervous at the same time. He couldn't help but think about all that he had shared with Moka in the past. They were already lovers, and in spite of all of his fears and uncertainties, Tsukune found himself hoping to make love with Moka again, soon, and often. Even as he found himself hoping to be with Moka in such a way, Tsukune knew it was wrong to expect it from her. Tsukune knew he was fortunate to have Moka in his life, and that if he started to take her for granted, he could lose her affection. He had to stay calm and not rush into things.

"Tsukune," Moka's voice cut through Tsukune's concentration.

"Yes?" Tsukune turned to the doorway and froze.

Moka stood in the doorway to Tsukune's bedroom wearing nothing but a fluffy pink towel. Tsukune couldn't take his eyes off of her. He saw the blush in her cheeks and the nervous way the she kept meeting his eyes, and then looking away. At the same time, Tsukune noticed the way her pink hair fell over her bare shoulders, and how Moka's long, bare legs looked smooth and graceful.

"Will you come and join me," Moka said in a voice that wavered just a little, even as her blush deepened. "I… I'll wash your back."

"Yes," Tsukune said. He swallowed hard. His mouth and throat had gone dry. "I'll be right there."

Moka retreated to the bathroom. Tsukune shed his clothing as fast as his shaking hands would allow. He wrapped a towel around himself and grabbed his toiletry kit. Tsukune made himself walk slowly to the bathroom. Every muscle in his body was tight and he wanted to run. Tsukune needed to stay calm and walk slow, because if he started to run, he wasn't sure in which direction he would go, or of he would ever stop.

"I'm coming in," Tsukune announced as he lay his hand on the bathroom door. He counted to three, trying to control his breathing, before opening the door.

When Tsukune opened the door he was greeted by a rush of humid, steamy air that carried a herbal scent. Tsukune stepped into the bathroom and closed the door before the heat could all escape. Inside, Moka sat on a stool with her back to the door. Her hair was piled up on her head and held in place with a long comb. Tsukune admired the shape of her neck, accented by the dark band of her choker. He saw the smooth, flawless skin of her back. Tsukune realized that Moka had only a small towel in her lap, and was otherwise uncovered.

Tsukune went to the side shelf of the bathroom. He removed his towel, feeling very exposed, and removed a washcloth from his kit. He took the only other stool, wondering why there were two, and moved to sit behind Moka.

"Moka," Tsukune said gently. "M-m-may I wash your back?"

"Y-yes," Moka said.

Tsukune started it. He and Moka took their time. There was no talking, and while they both got very clean, they spent most of their time just touching and looking. Tsukune and Moka learned about each others bodies. Tsukune ran his hands over Moka's soft skin, tracing and caressing the curves of her almost hairless body. Moka felt Tsukune's muscles and traced her fingertips over his many scars. Both of them were breathing faster, their hearts beating with excitement.

Tsukune thought his heart would burst from his chest. Moka's scent filled the air and her bare skin under his fingers made him want to feel more of her. He knew that time alone like this would be a rare thing for them, so Tsukune wanted to make sure that it would be very special for Moka. He wanted to just grab her, to hold her close so that he could feel her body as he kissed her. It was with careful concentration that Tsukune kept from giving in to his desires.

Moka could not believe how excited she was. Her hands wanted to tremble and she was aware of every part of her body. Tsukune's body was there for her to touch and explore. His skin was so warm under her hands, as if there was a fire inside of him. A part of Moka wanted to just throw herself upon Tsukune, to bite her fangs into him to drink his blood and to devour his flesh with her own. Another part wished that Tsukune would pounce upon her, taking control and possession of her. Moka felt her body tremble with desire and longing.

When Tsukune and Moka climbed into the bathtub it was actually a moment to calm down. Fitting the two of them into the small bath was a challenge. They had to find a way to do it without getting hurt, or sitting on the tea balls that Moka used to add herbs to the water to make it safe for her. Next, was the challenge of trying to find a way for both of them to fit in the tub that was actually comfortable. In the end they were able to cuddle in the water for a time, just relaxing with their bodies in contact with each other. Tsukune's legs were together between Moka's as she sat on his lap, leaning back against him.

Moka knew when it was time to take the next step. Her body was alive with hunger. She carefully climbed out of the bathtub and Tsukune followed her. With their towels they used drying each other as an excuse to touch and caressed each others bodies some more. Moka made herself take a step back from Tsukune and wrapped her towel around her body. Then she reached out and took Tsukune's hand. Moka was feeling nervous all over again as she lead Tsukune from the bathroom to the bedroom.

In the middle of the bedroom, Moka discarded her towel. It was one of the hardest things she had ever done. Moka intentionally left herself bare and vulnerable to Tsukune. It was an act of surrender. Tsukune embraced her slowly, looking into her eyes for guidance. He saw only love and trust. Bending his head lower, Tsukune kissed Moka. That kiss sent a jolt through Moka and she knew that she would not be able to stop herself even if she wanted to. She embraced Tsukune and kissed him back. Together, they made their way to his bed.

Moka's world became one of sensations and pleasure. Tsukune's hands were warm and thrilling on her body. His soft lips kissed Moka everywhere as if Tsukune meant to devour her. When he placed his body over hers, Moka could not stop touching him. She wanted to know every part of Tsukune. She embraced him with her arms and legs even as she kissed Tsukune. He was her entire world. And then she became aware of his flesh as it joined with hers. That first moment when her flesh yielded to his as they became united seamed to last for an eternity. Moka was aware of every detail as their bodies came together, until pleasure drove away conscious thought.

Tsukune was aware of Moka. Everything he did was with an eye for how she responded. Tsukune wanted to know everything about Moka. He controlled his passion by studying her, learning where and how she liked to be touched. He tasted her skin, her breasts, her flesh. Tsukune touched and kiss and tasted Moka in every way and every place that he had ever heard of. He watched her response to his attention as he explored and experimented. When she was reduced to breathing hard and staring at the ceiling, Tsukune couldn't help but think about how beautiful she was. He wanted to kiss her and hold her close. Tsukune wanted to be with Moka. As he moved to embrace her, she responded to him. Her touch excited him and she became the entire world to him. It happened so fast that Tsukune was almost surprised as he and Moka came together, their bodies becoming united. Love and desire became all that Tsukune could think about.

Tsukune and Moka were united in their passion. It was so different from their first time. Moka welcomed Tsukune's attentions, and as much as she liked the soft and gentle experience of making love to him, she knew that she would never be able to refuse Tsukune's desires. Tsukune thrilled at his union with Moka. This was not an act out of blind desire and passion, but a decision to share feelings too deep and real for words. Tsukune made love to Moka wanting her to understand to the very center of her being how much he loved her.

Moka lay on the bed beside Tsukune after their union. She was naked and sweaty and completely uncaring about it. She felt alive and tired at the same time. As she drifted off to sleep, Moka had a smile on her face. At that moment, she had no doubt that Tsukune loved her.

Tsukune watched Moka's face as she dosed off. Her head was pillowed on his arm and her body was pressed against his. Moka's eyes slid closed and her breathing was slow and even. Tsukune reached his free hand up to Moka's glistening breasts to where her rosario rested. He took hold of it lightly and pulled on it carefully. The cross came free in his hand.

"Tsukune?" The unsealed Moka sat up, suddenly aware and alert,she saw that she was naked, beside an equally naked Tsukune. "What have you done?"

"Moka," Tsukune sat up as well. "Please don't be angry."

"Angry?" Moka looked at Tsukune. She was aware of her body and could tell what had happened. "You awoke me from my slumber after indulging yourself with the other me."

"It's not like that," Tsukune tried to explain.

"Oh I think it is," Moka turned herself so that she was on her hands and knees over Tsukune and face to face with him. "I can feel her contentment within me, my Tsukune. You gave yourself to her."

"I… I… I did," Tsukune managed to say. "And now I want to give myself to you."

"And you will," The unsealed Moka said with a smile. "Because you love me, and I love you." She kissed him. "And that is as it should be."

Tsukune and inner Moka made love. This time Moka was a more active participant. Where the sealed Moka scratched at Tsukune's back, in her unsealed state she clawed into him deeply. Tsukune's feelings were no less for the unsealed Moka, and he knew that hers were just as deep, but her personality made making love a much more feral experience.

Tsukune's night seamed to be running backwards, if in a twisted way. After making love with the unsealed Moka, She and Tsukune took a bath together, washing away the sweat and blood. Moka and Tsukune returned to his room and lay down in the bed together, cuddling close under the sheets.

"My Tsukune," Moka said with a smile. "Thank you."

"Thank you, Moka," Tsukune said. "For being with me."

After a goodnight kiss, Moka restored the seal. Tsukune watched as she surrendered to the seal, and to sleep. Tsukune soon followed her into the embrace of dreams.