Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Rosario Vampire. I am merely twisting the creator's vision into my own dream. If the supernatural, sexuality, or violence is offensive to you, then you should not read this.

Chapter 77

Ruby was up early Sunday morning to make sure her master's house was ready for his guests. Everything was clean and the house was aired out. The clothes that Tsukune had been wearing on his date with Kurumu had been washed by hand and hung out to dry, removing the smell of the succubus from his trousers. Ruby had smelled the unmistakable scent as soon as her master had returned from his date, and the dark patch of her moisture had been hard to miss as well. But Ruby counted herself a dutiful slave and would do all that she could to see to her master's happiness. She cleaned up all signs that anything had been going on, so that nobody would have cause to suspect that he was on his way to being a vigorous and capable man. Besides, Ruby thought with a smirk, there is no what that Kurumu had gained the satisfaction she wanted from Tsukune. Not with the way Tsukune had been holding himself so tightly controlled when he came home. Ruby had suggested to her master they a cold bath wasn't necessary, but he had insisted that it was.

When the group assembled to study, the house was in perfect shape. Tea and snacks were prepared. Once everybody had settled down with his or her books and notes, Ruby served them, and then faded into the background, as a good slave should.

Tsukune tried to study, and to just enjoy the company of his friends. Unfortunately he was a little distracted by his inner nature. It was something that he had started to be aware of towards the end of the previous school year. Tsukune's inner nature was a living part of himself. If he closed his eyes and meditated, Tsukune could see an altered image of himself floating within his center. Near the end of the previous school year Tsukune had nearly lost his control, ever since then, he had been aware of his inner nature being like a sleeping creature within him.

What made Tsukune nervous was how aware his inner nature was. If Tsukune skipped a meals, he could ignore his hunger by distracting himself, but his inner nature would become restless with hunger, making Tsukune's senses sharper. When Tsukune was first changed, he had discovered a very dark thirst had been born. Through self control and discipline, Tsukune had been able to push that thirst from his mind except for two times. Once had been during a fight, and the other had been during a heated moment of passion with the inner Moka. After two days in a row of refraining from giving in to his desires, while being sorely tempted by first Moka and the Kurumu, Tsukune's inner self was not resting well at all.

Tsukune's inner nature was shaped by what had happened to him. Tsukune's monster self had fangs and talons, and even wings. With his inner self so restless, Tsukune kept picking at things as if he wanted to shred and gouge them. Likewise, when he ate anything, he found a small measure of satisfaction in biting down harder then was necessary. Tsukune tried to study, hoping that by staying focused his inner nature would settle down.

The people that knew Tsukune best would have no trouble noticing when he was being bothered by something. It just so happened that the people that knew him best were all gathered around him. Moka noticed the way Tsukune kept fingering things, and when she came close enough he would rub his hand or arm against her, as if the light contact was something done on instinct. Kurumu noticed the way Tsukune bit cookies in half and sometimes curling his hands into fists, as I he was feeling frustrated. Mizore noticed Tsukune acting a little distracted as well. His eyes kept wandering across his companions and his nose twitched as he sniffed the air. Mizore also noticed that Tsukune didn't seem bothered by Kurumu's breasts when the succubus found opportunities to bump them up against him. Yukari was feeling agitated. Tsukune was acting friendly towards Kurumu and looked at her with the same eyes he turned towards Moka. Something was going on… And why was everybody so distracted when they were there to study?

Tsukune enjoyed his time with his friends. As far as actually working on school assignments, Tsukune probably would have been more productive if he had been alone. Lunch with his friends was a little like a picnic, with several dishes offered and shared. As the day moved on to the mid afternoon, the study group wound its way to a close. Yukari and Kurumu both had things they had to get done at their respective houses, like laundry to make sure they had clean clothes for school. Moka headed home so she could finish her school work, because she knew if she stayed she and Tsukune would never get anything done.

Tsukune saw his friends to the door. Kurumu dragged her feet almost as much as Yukari, but was willing to leave politely when she was sure that Moka wasn't staying behind. Once they were gone, Tsukune turned to Ruby and thanked her for her hard work. He then retreated to his room, intending to finish his school work in his personal comfort zone.

Tsukune stopped at his bedroom door, feeling a little shocked. Kneeling in the middle of Tsukune's bed, hugging his pillow, was Mizore. While Tsukune was used to the idea of the snow maiden popping up unexpectedly, normally she didn't do it in his house. Also, sitting quietly waiting to be discovered was not her usual behavior.

"Mizore?" Tsukune questioned.

"Tsukune," Mizore spoke in a low voice. "Are you angry with me?"

"Excuse me?" Tsukune wondered what she was talking about.

"Did I do something to upset you?" Mizore asked. "You've been avoiding me since the start of the year."

"You haven't come to visit my house," Mizore went on. "You have not been spending time with me like you have the others. Did I do something wrong?"

"Mizore," Tsukune said carefully. He could see that his friend was close to tears. "I'm sorry. It is all my fault." He crossed the room and sat down on the bed beside her. "I let myself get so involved with my other responsibilities that I ended up ignoring my friends."

"But you have been spending time with Kurumu and Moka," Mizore protested.

"My first date with Moka since the start of the year was Friday night," Tsukune said. "And Kurumu made me promise to have a picnic with her yesterday."

"What about when Kurumu wrestled with you naked in the bath?" Mizore accused.

"That did not happen," Tsukune frowned. "She came over late and bullied me into taking a break from studying. She took her shirt off and got in my way until I agreed to stop for the night. And then she walked in on me in the bathroom, without even knocking." Tsukune felt that he had given a suitable explanation. "Nothing inappropriate happened."

"Moka wasn't very upset about it," Mizore stated. "The only reason she would have for not being angry about Kurumu seeing you undressed, would be if she had already seen you undressed."

Tsukune didn't say anything for a moment, feeling himself becoming boxed in. He realized that Mizore was feeling ignored and left out, which hurt her deeply. Tsukune couldn't forget her disastrous past when it came to trusting others. He didn't want Mizore to go into seclusion again. Tsukune did not want to hurt his friend like that.

"Mizore," Tsukune said, taking her hand gently. "You know that Moka and I have a deep, personal relationship."

"I know that," Mizore said. "And I am alright with that." She looked into Tsukune's eyes. "But you have been so distant, and I've been so alone." Mizore's eyes started to shine with tears. "Tsukune..."

"Mizore..." Tsukune reached out and hugged her. "It's alright."

"Tsukune," Mizore said, holding him close. "I need you." Her voice was a hoarse whisper. "Tsukune, please. When I went home, for the break, it was different from before. I was different. As long as I knew that I would see you again, as long as I knew we would be together again and everything would be the same as before when we came back to school, then I was alright." She sniffed. "But when school started, you were so close to Moka, and even Kurumu, but so distant from me. Tsukune, please let me be close to you too."

"Mizore," Tsukune said softly. He reached into himself to summon up his youki, agitating his inner self in the process. Tsukune did his best to ignore the sense of hunger he felt within himself as he brought forth his energy. His youki flowed easily, filling him with a sense of power. "You don't need to worry," Tsukune said. "Everything will be alright." He willed his Youki to flow to Mizore.

Mizore clung tightly to Tsukune, shaking lightly from the fear and loneliness she had been trying to hide. She had not wanted to appear weak in front of Tsukune. She had only meant to spend a little private time with him. Mizore had not wanted to lose her self control. Now Tsukune was holding her close, his firm, warm body was in her arms and his Warmth was surrounding her.

Mizore drew in Tsukune's warmth. She savored it not for the strength it brought her, but because it was a part of Tsukune that he willingly shared with her. Tsukune's Warmth surrounded her and filled her, making her feel safe, making her feel accepted. Mizore looked up into Tsukune's caring, handsome face, her heart near to bursting with desire for him.

Tsukune held Mizore close, hoping to give her comfort. With his youki flowing, he was aware of the young woman in his arms. Her slender body shook lightly even as his energy flowed into her. Tsukune looked down at Mizore as he held her. Her crisp scent tickled his nose. She appeared so open and vulnerable that Tsukune wanted to protect her. She had always had her own strength, her own ability, but at the same time she had always been so dependent upon him. A part of Tsukune wanted to promise to always look out for her, but he knew that would be impossible, unless he was willing to abandon Moka and Kurumu. Mizore looked up and Tsukune met her eyes.

Mizore looked into Tsukune's eyes and saw his inner fire. Passion and Warmth were there, she knew, and Mizore wanted to feel it all. Tsukune was willing to share his Warmth with her, but would he share his passion, Mizore wondered. He was so strong, so supportive and understanding. He was so close.

Mizore lifted herself, her lips meeting Tsukune's in a kiss. Heat suddenly filled Mizore, it was as if Tsukune's breath was the very flames of his inner fire and it was flowing into her. It was exciting and intoxicating, and Mizore wanted more. It was a rebound from her prior feelings of loneliness mixed with the excitement of being with Tsukune, and sharing his Warmth. Mizore shifted her position on the bed and pushed with her folded legs. Tsukune and Mizore fell together. Tsukune lay back on the bed with his lower legs dangling over the side. Mizore climbed on top of him, kissing him again and again.

Tsukune realized that he was in a bad position. His inner self, his inner hunger was stirring, and his desires were trying to fog his mind. He needed to satisfy Mizore enough that she would back off, but he had to do it without hurting her or her feelings. Tsukune's hands roamed over her body as he tried to think of a solution. His mind was racing from one thought to another. It was distracting when Mizore's sucker slipped into his mouth.

Tsukune remembered the previous times he had shared Warmth with Mizore. He remembered how she wanted as much contact with him as she could get, and how it seemed to satisfy her more. Tsukune slid his hands under Mizore's over-sized blouse. Her smooth skin was under his hands and he could feel the lines and curves of her waist, and of her ribs. She was so small and light on top of him, almost like a bird. He willed his youkai to flow through the palms of his hands.

Mizore was thrilled to feel Tsukune's hands on her body. They were strong and comforting, and his Warmth flowed from them and into her. Tsukune's touch sent sparks of pleasure though her. Mizore arched her back, grinding her hips against Tsukune and giving him easier access to her body for his hands. His hands that seemed to want to explore.

Tsukune tried not to groan as Mizore shifted her weight. She continued to kiss him over and over again, sometimes sharing her cooling sucker with him. Tsukune became aware of the thin lace of Mizore's bra under his hands, the low cut cups hardly covering the hard, sensitive buds atop her firm breasts. His hands nearly clenched into fists as he realized what he was doing. Squeezing her breasts was enough to send Mizore past her limit. She broke the kiss with a gasp and her entire body trembled.

"Tsuuukuuune," Mizore's voice was mixed cry and moan. Her mind went blank as her body suddenly felt weak. She went limp on top of Tsukune with a sigh. "Tsukuneeeee," She breathed his name.

Tsukune struggled to retain his focus. He wanted to disentangle himself from Mizore without hurting her. Very deliberately, he removed his hands from within her blouse, which seemed to make Mizore sigh again. He then gently rolled her to the side, off of him. Tsukune sat up and blew out a ragged sigh of his own.

"Is everything alright, Master?" Ruby said from the doorway.

Tsukune looked up, surprised. Ruby was standing in the doorway to his room. Her cheeks were red and her eyes held a gleam. One hand was to her breast the other to her face. Tsukune wonderd just how long she had been watching. Tsukune climbed to his feet and moved away from the bed, wondering how these situations ever seemed funny to him when he read mangas.

"Tsu-kune?" Mizore called softly.

Tsukune turned back to the bed and felt his jaw drop. Mizore was lying back on the bed and had drawn her feet up as well. Her knees were up and spread wide in a shameless pose. Her short skirt was bunched up and Tsukune couldn't help but notice the dark, wet patch in her exposed panties.

"Ehh… Ehh…" Tsukune scrubbed his hand over his face and felt a growl rumble about within him. "Mizore," Tsukune said. "Are you feeling better now?"

"Hai," Mizore sighed. "Thanks to you, Tsukune."

"I'm glad you are feeling better, Mizore," Tsukune said. "But if you would excuse me, I really need to finish studying…"

It took another ten minutes for Mizore to gather herself together and make it out the door. A part of the reason for the delay was that she kept wanting to touch Tsukune, as if to reassure herself that he was still there. Once she was safely gone, Tsukune returned to his room. Unfortunately, Tsukune found that he was having a hard time concentrating. Mizore's scent was in the air, and his own inner self was restless.

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Monday morning seemed to come far too soon to Tsukune. He woke up feeling tired and a little cranky. He had stayed up late the night before to finish his school work and then had slept poorly. He suspected that a part of the reason got so little rest was because he could smell Mizore in his bedding. To add to his frustrations, Tsukune's inner self was restless. It was like having a growling dog on the other side of a fence that was a little short.

Tsukune's mind was a little foggy from the lack of rest, but his body was full of energy and his senses were sharp. He was able to taste every detail of his breakfast, including where Ruby had held his slice of toast. Before heading out the door, Tsukune bent to give Ruby a quick kiss, but found his lips lingering on hers, noticing their soft texture. That extra two seconds of contact made Ruby blush and her heart race.

Mizore was the first person to greet Tsukune that morning. She materialized beside him shortly after he stepped off the porch and slipped her arms around Tsukune. Tsukune was aware of her crisp scent a heartbeat before she made contact.

"Good morning, Tsukune," Mizore said even as he lifted an arm to put it around her.

"Good morning," Tsukune said politely. He turned his head and looked into her face, seeing her small smile. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, Thanks to you," She said.

"That's good."

"Tsukune?" Mizore called softly, turning her face up to him and lifting herself on her toes.

Tsukune admitted that he was a little slow when it came to girls in general, but he felt that he was getting to know his friends. Mizore was obviously hoping for a kiss. He bent his head down and their lips touched, brushing against each other lightly.

"No fair!" Yukari protested, still crossing the street, Kurumu a few steps behind her.

"It is just a greeting," Kurumu said to Yukari with a crooked smile as she came closer to Tsukune. "Don't be so childish."

"I'm not a child anymore," Yukari protested to Kurumu before turning back to Tsukune. "If it's just a greeting, then were is my kiss?"

"Alright," Tsukune said, in no mood to argue. "Come here."

"Really?" Yukari bounded over to Tsukune and threw her arms around his waist.

She had to raise up on her toes, but as she clung to Tsukune with her lips puckered and her head tilted way back, Tsukune noticed something. Yukari had been growing while he hadn't been paying attention. She was as tall as Kurumu now, and had what he guessed to be at least an 'A' cup breast. Tsukune wasn't sure why he was noticing such details now, but he had. He bent down a little to plant a peck on Yukari's firm, puckered lips. She had a scent of dry paper and sweet smelling spices surrounding her.

"Good morning, Yukari," Tsukune said in a friendly manner.

"Good morning, Tsukune," The little witch giggled and blushed.

"What's going on?" Moka said, coming out her front door with her house mate, Kiyo Himi, a step behind.

"Tsukune's just saying good morning," Yukari said letting go of him and stepping a little away. "A kiss is just a way of greeting somebody." She was trying to act mature and calm, but she still had a wide grin on her face.

"A greeting?" Moka asked, looking into Tsukune's face.

"It's a good morning," Tsukune said with a shrug. "My important friends have all been there for me, and I am looking forward to having more time to spend with them."

"Am I one of your important friends?" Moka asked with s small grin as she approached Tsukune.

"The most important," Tsukune said with open admiration on his face.

"Then where's my greeting?"

"Right here," Tsukune said, holding his arms open to her.

Mizore slipped back from Tsukune as he and Moka embraced. The couple shared a kiss that was long and deep. Tsukune wanted so much right then to skip school and abandon himself into Moka's embrace. Her sweet scent was intoxicating and the taste of her lips stirred his hunger.

"Good morning, Moka," Tsukune said a little breathlessly once the kiss ended.

"Good morning," She smiled.

"Alright," Kurumu said. "My turn." Kurumu didn't wait for Tsukune and Moka to separate. She simply walked up and grabbed Tsukune's head, and pulled his face to hers.

It was an eager and forceful kiss that Tsukune and Kurumu shared. It was as much about wanting attention as it was the sharing of feelings. Sugar and spice, Tsukune thought distantly as he took in Kurumu's scent and flavor. Being so close to Moka and Kurumu after his frustrating weekend was almost to much for Tsukune. That growling dog on the other side of the fence was starting to bark and scratch at the boards.

"We should get going," Tsukune said, his voice sounding a little gruff, once Kurumu released him. "Don't want to be late."

"Tsukune?" Moka questioned.

"Yes?" He looked towards her and saw a look in her eyes that made him a little nervous.

Moka kissed him again. Tsukune felt light headed and his body grew tense. The kiss didn't last very long, but he was starting to sweat a little before Moka pulled back. Tsukune was sorry to let her go, but also relieved. I took deep breathes and tried to will himself to calm down.

"We can go now," Moka declared, Taking Tsukune's hand and starting towards school.

Tsukune didn't realize it, but Moka had noticed his reaction to being kissed. Moka had been aware of Tsukune's restless youki from the moment they touched, and had felt his body tense and relax in turn while they kissed. She had also felt his body becoming excited where his hips had pressed against her. It had been a little exciting, and a little satisfying, to know she had such an effect on Tsukune. Then Kurumu had kissed Tsukune. His body had tensed, much like a clinching fist, and his flesh had moved in response. Moka was very aware of how her Tsukune had reacted to Kurumu's kiss. She had definitely felt a rush of jealousy then. Moka had kissed Tsukune again, intending to test him, to compare his reactions. During that second kiss, Moka had felt Tsukune tense again, and his masculine flesh hardened against her body unmistakably. His youki also rose up, obviously responding to her presence and attention. Moka was satisfied that she was still first in Tsukune's heart an desires.

Kurumu had also noticed Tsukune's reactions. His youki was up and his heart was beating strongly. After kissing her and Moka, Tsukune was giving off sparks of lust. Kurumu knew Tsukune well enough to know that it wasn't in his usual nature to be lustful. She remembered the incident towards the end of the previous year when he had given her true Lust. If Tsukune was anywhere close to that point, ether something had upset him, and to the best of her knowledge nothing had, or he was so aroused by his morning kisses that his normal self control was slipping a little. Kurumu found the idea of an aroused and a little reckless Tsukune exciting.

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It turned out to be a strange day for Tsukune. His mind became more alert before homeroom, but he had trouble staying focused. He found himself noticing little details about the students around him all day. He was also getting impressions that didn't make sense to him. Seeing a boy and girl walking together and wondering if they were a couple was a common and innocent thought. It was something Tsukune might think about on a boring day. On that day, however, it wasn't just a random guessing game. Tsukune would see a pair of students and get impressions about if they were in relationships or not, and not just from boys and girls. He saw a pair of boys with a soccer ball during a break and instinctively counted them as a couple. A group of girls having lunch together seemed normal, except that two out of the five seemed to be together as more then just friends.

Tsukune tried to ignore these impressions, but they were still at the edges of his thoughts. He was also aware of other details. Kiyo, for example, sitting across the room from him, kept licking her lips At one point, when she thought Tsukune wasn't paying attention to her, she had her tongue sticking out, and it was narrower and darker then usual. Tsukune was aware of little things other students were doing around him. Boys were sitting up straighter or flexing muscles, posturing to look, if not stronger, then at least more confident. Girls kept adjusting their posture in little ways too. Being around Yukari and Kurumu, Tsukune recognized the chest thrusting for what it was, a show for attention and recognition. It took him a while to realize that girls did something similar with their hips and bottoms.

It was flirting behavior, Tsukune eventually figured out. Students were posturing for each other, trying to attract a partner. What finally put the pieces together for Tsukune was when he saw a pair of girls that he was sure were a couple, posturing for each other. They alternated between male and female postures in response to each other. A confident shoulder roll and chin lift was met with a hip wiggle and suggestive look. Flexed muscles were answered with a chest thrust and a smile. It was the alertness that came from his restless inner self that was making Tsukune so aware of the other students' behaviors, he realized. It was the same reason that he was aware of the youki of everybody that came near him. Awareness was an instinct of survival, and Tsukune's inner self was the primal part of him.

What Tsukune didn't know was that most girls have a high awareness of flirting, posturing, behavior naturally. The young women around Tsukune had always noticed the posturing of the girls that came anywhere near him. Even so, Moka and the rest were aware that, for some reason, there was an increase in the attention seeking posturing going on around Tsukune.

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The week was increasingly more frustrating for Tsukune. When ever he interacted with others, he was aware of their body language, even if wasn't successful at reading it. Male students would puff up a little when he was around them, but would deflate if he talked with them about anything. Girls would posture and display themselves more as well, but when Tsukune talked to them, it was like they found his words entertaining in some way, but not enough to really understand what he was saying. Wednesday morning he accidentally bumped into Nekonome sensai and had to catch her to keep from knocking the slender woman over. The teacher's ears and tail came out, with fur standing on end, and for the rest of the day she couldn't seam to stop posturing.

While all of Tsukune's friends were aware of the change in behavior around Tsukune, it was Kurumu that understood what was happening the most. Tsukune's little sparks of lust and his restless youki were effecting everybody around him. Because his energy was up, his body was tense, making Tsukune look assertive. While an assertive and powerful Tsukune was, for the most part, intimidating to male students, it was equally attractive to female students. When Kurumu saw Tsukune talking to a pair of first year girls, warning them about safety and respect for others after he caught them running in the hall without watching where they were going, she saw the reaction in the girls' eyes. It was almost like the look boys had when Kurumu had used 'Charm' on them. Kurumu realized that she was being effected as well. When Tsukune spoke to her she had trouble focusing on his words and just wanted to jump on him. Kurumu was willing to admit that she almost always wanted to jump on Tsukune, normally she was able to keep her ovaries from clouding her mind.

There was something in Tsukune's voice, Kurumu decided. In some way his youki was charging his voice so that was having an effect on anybody that heard it. When he had been called upon in class to read, for twenty minutes, until the bell rang, the only other person in the room to speak was the teacher telling Tsukune to keep going every time he paused at the end of a paragraph. All around the room the boys had sulked, looking intimidated, while the girls had watched as if fascinated. Kurumu had felt such lust coming from the other girls in the room that it had almost made her giddy as she drew it in. She was sure that at least two girls had reached climax just listening to Tsukune read about Japanese history. While Tsukune appeared unaware of just how much effect he was having on others, his own youki's restlessness seamed to be increasing.

Tsukune was wondering if it was some kind of Youkai Spring Feaver that was sweeping the school. After class Friday, Tsukune ran across Inari and a trio of female Student Police as they were leaving school for the day. He had only meant to exchange pleasantries with them, to be polite and to see if there was anything he, as their captain, needed to be aware of. Somehow he ended up talking to them for nearly an hour. The four student police and Tsukune's circle of friends kept bringing up simple questions, sometimes repeating each other, about his opinion about some of the school's rules. When the conversation was finally over, Inari was standing with her chest out and hips back, and her fox's tail standing almost straight up, lifting her skirt. Tsukune was treated to a view of her white thong as she waked away, her bottom and tail swaying.

Tsukune was glad to reach the safety of his house at last. His inner self had been restless and agitated all week. Watching the behavior of the students around him had only reminded him of his own unsatisfied desires. His senses had been extra sharp all week long, allowing him to notice details he would normally missed. From girls' glossy lips and colored cheeks, to their scent of arousal. Every night he had taken a cold bath to try and calm himself down. Tsukune realized he was on the edge of his self control. He was sorely tempted to invite Moka over in the hopes that she would let him share his desires with her. Just thinking about being with Moka in such a way made his condition worse. Tsukune mentally flogged himself for thinking about Moka in such a way. If he was going to just be using her for his own release then he didn't deserve her. Ageha, Tsukune thought with a mental frown, made her living off of men who did their thinking below the belt.

Tsukune's plan was to get his mind, body, and youki under control the best way he knew how. He was going to use self discipline. Tsukune was going to spend as much time as he could working his mind and body in healthy ways until he burned off the extra energy and had regained his focus.

"Ruby," Tsukune called as he walked in the front door.

"Yes master?" She appeared from the hall.

"I am going to want a cold bath and a bland supper tonight," Tsukune said as he made his way to his bedroom. "But first, I will be going out back." Tsukune went into his room to change. He removed his uniform and under shirt. Wearing a comfortable pair of shorts, Tsukune went out the kitchen door to the small back yard. Ruby had turned most of the back space into a flower and herb garden. Tsukune carefully crossed through that are to the open ground beyond.

Tsukune started with controlled breathing and light meditation. He stretched out slowly. Tsukune had been so busy he had been neglecting his training. Slow, balanced movements in time with slow, deep breaths helped Tsukune to loosen up. It wasn't long before he was moving through the katas that Moka had taught him. Tsukune felt the heat of his muscles and the beating of his heart as he move from one position to another. He was moving at full speed as his mind focused on breathing and balance. Step, kick, step pivot; Tetsu Odari soon filled Tsukune's hands as he moved. Tsukune practiced staff, sword, and whip attacks and blocks. His mind felt clear and alert as he trained.

Tsukune continued until it grew dark. His body was wet with sweat and his muscles had the comfortable ache that came from a good workout. By the time he reached to kitchen door, the ache was gone and Tsukune was already feeling restless. Next was a cold bath, alone, as he had been doing it all week. Tsukune didn't think turning himself into a monk would actually solve anything. The plan was to minimize distractions from the outside, so that he could calm his mind enough to concentrate, and that given enough time his inner self would just calm down.

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Tsukune closed his book and set down his pen with a sigh. A quick check of the time showed that it was half past two AM Saturday morning. Tsukune had finished all of his school assignments, but still felt too restless to want to sleep. He didn't have anything planned for Saturday, and the group study session wasn't until Sunday. Tsukune decided to go for a walk. He dressed in his uniform, because there was very little to do and he was awake anyway, Tsukune decided it would be a good time to go check up on the Student Police.

It turned out to be a quiet night for the Student Police, until Tsukune came around. Tsukune was not pleased to see half of the current patrol pairs on duty lounging at the headquarters building. They were less then pleased when Tsukune started to literally growl at them. It made Tsukune angry to think of all the hours he had been kept from his friends to help make the school a safer place, only to see the students he had hoped he could count on being so careless about the responsibilities that they had volunteered to accept.

"You should be somewhere else," Tsukune said in a gruff voice, trying to contain his growing frustrations.

The patrol officers quickly got themselves together and headed for the door. Tsukune caught one of them, a third year girl that had only recently joined the Student Police, as she as trying to duck around him. Tsukune had a question for her.

"Where is your watch commander?" Tsukune wanted to know.

"He-he-he's in your office," The girl stuttered.

"Thank you," Tsukune said. "Please fix your uniform before you go out." He blatantly looked down at her half unbuttoned blouse. She didn't have a remarkable bust, but it was clearly being displayed. She was blushing brightly as Tsukune let go of her arm.

Tsukune headed for his office. It wasn't the office for the watch commander's use, it was Tsukune's office. Akira also had an office. The watch commander office was on the other side of the main room. Without knocking, Tsukune opened the door to his office, and found the watch commander sitting behind the desk, with his feet on the desk, asleep. A glossy magazine with a bikini idol on the front covered the watch commander's face as he snored softly.

"Tetsu Odari," Tsukune growled, reaching for his wrist. "Wake, guard."

In an instant, Tsukune had the meter long iron rod in his hand. He used it to strike the bottom of the watch commander's feet, not gently. The effect was quick in coming.

"WHa?" The watch commander, a second year boy named Kris, jerked awake. As his head came up, and the magazine fell away, he saw an angry Tsukune glaring at him. The watch commander flinched back, over balancing himself, and tipped the chair over backwards.

Tsukune moved around the desk to glare down at the watch commander. The no-longer sleepy Kris was on his back, looking up past his own feet, at his obviously unhappy captain. Every rumor about Aono Sempai suddenly rushed through Kris' mind.

"Captain," The watch commander said in a strained voice. "What are you doing here?"

"I am trying to find out why," Tsukune growled. "My patrol officers think it is acceptable to ignore their duties. I understand that the night shift can be very demanding. Even I have had to take naps to get through sometimes. That is why I turned one office into a sleep room."

"Well, yes…"

"But for some reason," Tsukune cut him off. "You felt that it was acceptable to sleep in my office with your feet up on my desk." Tsukune's voice was gruff and his eyes were hard. His youki boiled under the surface making his anger into a detectable aura. "Get up," Tsukune ordered. "Clean this up," He waved at the office. "And then I want you to reflect on what you did and write an apology letter. You asked to be a part of the Student Police. You accepted the responsibility to help look after the safety and peace of this school and its students, your friends and school mates. When you get careless you let everyone down." Tsukune turned and started out of the office.

Kris scrambled to his feet, pausing only a moment to put the chair back upright again. He hurried out of the office, pulling his uniform straight. He actually got to the front door of the building before Tsukune did.

"I'm sorry captain," Kris bowed to Tsukune. "I will take full responsibility for my actions and resign…"

"No," Tsukune cut him off. "You are going to write a letter of apology, to your fellow Student Police. It is going to be posted right at the front desk so everybody knows that you can take responsibility. If you resign then you are just running away."

"But I…"

"But what?" Tsukune barked. "I promoted you because you were there during the Student Festival. You didn't run away then, and I don't expect you to run away now. Finish you shift, write that letter, and show you can handle the responsibility by not making the same mistake twice."

The watch commander was stunned. The famous Aono Sempai, who was obviously angry, was not beating him down, physically or verbally. Instead, the captain was telling him to correct himself. The watch commander had just messed up, and Aono Sempai was giving him a second chance.

"Yes sir," The watch commander bowed again.

"Good," Tsukune nodded once before stalking out into the night.

Tsukune's mood was dark as he walked through the woods. He needed the Student Police to live up to the expectations of the other students. It would be far too easy for them to back slide into a gang like the Public Safety Commission. The Student Police needed to be a defense against bullying and harassment. Tsukune's next stop, he decided, would be the Student Police office at the dorms. If things had gotten that sloppy at the headquarters, he didn't want to think how bed the branch office could have become.

The dorms were peaceful as Tsukune approached. He saw a patrol pair on the outside stairs of the girls' dorm, and took it as a good sign. Tsukune walked around the buildings once, just doing a quick check before going to the branch office. The office was organized and clean, Tsukune was glad to see. Two members of the student Police were present, Kimi, a girl that Tsukune only knew the name of and little else, and Tama a cat girl that had once clawed him up by accident.

"Good morning," Tsukune said as he entered the Brance office. Seing everything order helped improve his mood, even if he was still frustrated and on edge.

"Good morning, captain," Tama said, standing behind her desk.

"Good morning," Kimi said. Getting up from her place on the couch.

It was a strange little visit. Tsukune was the center of attention. Tama the substation's watch commander offered Tsukune the comforts of the office, including the bunk in the curtained off corner if he was tired, given the early morning hour. Kimi used the electric kettle someone had set up to make tea and offer Tsukune a cup. Tsukune tried to be polite and professional, in spite of the fact the he was aware of how the girls were acting. Tama, who had always been a little bit shy around him following the clawing accident, was blushing slightly but still managed to roll her shoulders back and push her chest out. As she made and offered tea, Kimi tried to posture a little as well, but with her tall body and slender figure the effect was minimal.

"I was just doing inspections," Tsukune explained as he took the offered seat on the couch. It was softer then the chairs in the office, but not by much. Tsukune figured it was a good thing that the couch was not very comfortable, or his patrol officers would have a hard time getting up to work.

After Tsukune had shared the purpose of his visit, Tama spoke with a little more confidence. She explained that Kimi was the runner on shift in case someone had to be sent to the headquarters or anywhere else to get help. Tsukune agreed that having a designated runner was a good idea. Because of his restless inner self, Tsukune did not miss the little hand signals that Tama and Kimi traided. He thought about asking them what they were sharing when Kimi excused herelf.

"Captain sempai," Tama said, Drawing Tsukune's attention to her and not the departing Kimi. "I want to apologize for what I did last year."

"Accidents happen," Tsukune said with a dismissive wave of his hand.

"But I hurt you," Tama said with a small note of distress. "Your blood was on my claws."

"Tama," Tsukune said in a gentle voice, that was a sharp contrast to the agitation he was feeling. "After coming to the Youkai Accademy, I have been badly hurt many times. The students of this school can be very dangerous when they get excited or upset. And as much as I have to hide my scars from my family, I know that I have them because I was willing to help the people that mean the most to me. I won't lie to you. Yes your claws are sharp, and they hurt…"

"I'm sorry…"

"But you didn't do it on purpose," Tsukune went on, ignoring her interruption. "And it was better that I got a little scratched up, then for another student to get seriously hurt. Alright?"

"Captain…" Tama looked into Tsukune's face. He was so kind and considerate. And his voice touched her as he spoke. Tama rolled her bottom in the chair, feeling an attraction to her sempai.

"Are you going to be alright?" Tsukune asked.

"Yes, captain," Tama answered. "Thank you."

"Good," Tsukune took another sip of his tea, and noticed the cup was almost empty. He should be going soon. He even told Tama as much before finished the tea in one more swallow. He stood and placed the tea cup on the desk.

"Captain," Tama said as she stood at the same time. "Aono sempai," She started to blush again. "Can I ask you something?"

"If you would like," Tsukune nodded, feeling a little nervous.

"You see… That is, a friend of mine was asking me fore help," Tama said, obviously nervous. "There is this boy she likes…." She looked up at Tsukune's face and saw that he had a calm, patient expression as he listened.

Tsukune schooled his outer appearance to calmness even as he felt a shudder run down his spine. Tama was going to ask him for relationship advice, and to make it worse, because she was saying it was for a friend, it was probably something very personal and/or embarrassing. Tsukune suspected that it would be embarrassing for himself as well.

"The problem is that the boy she likes will be graduating this year," Tama said. "And my friend is only a second year. She doesn't know how to approach him…"

"Has she tried using the Love Letter Club?" Tsukune asked.

"No, umm, I don't think so."

"Do you know how the Love Letter Club got started?" Tsukune asked.

"Everybody knows that story," Tama brightened.

"Oh?" Tsukune questioned. He spared a look over his shoulder as Kimi returned.

"You started the Love Letter Club," Tama announced. "People kept writing to you for advice, because, well, you know… So they would write letters to you asking for advice on how to find someone, or how to express their feelings. One day you asked a pair of first year students to help you by collecting the letters and sorting them. And then you showed them a secret way to find a person's match and had them deliver the letter to that person…."

"No," Tsukune said gently. "That wasn't it. A girl sent me a letter asking me how she could approach a boy she liked, and had included his name. That same boy wrote me a letter, asking how he could approach a girl, and had put down her name. I saw right away that the problem was, that while they liked each other, they were too shy to take the first step. I took the letters, switched the envelopes, and then handed the envelopes back. After that, whenever I got a batch of notes asking for help making connections I passed them on to that first couple. There were so many letters that they had to get some help to go through them all, and to deliver them. That is how the Love Letter Club was started."

"Wow," Tama said, he eyes a little misty with the romanticism she imagined as she listened to Tsukune's story.

"My point," Tsukune said. He knew he was going to have to be clear because Tama's eyes were a little unfocused, even if he didn't understand why. "If you, I mean your friend, likes somebody then she can use the Love Letter Club, or confess her feelings directly. If you are willing to take a chance, then it might pay off."

"But what if he is already with someone?" Tama asked.

"Then you have to decide how much you like the person. I am very happy to have Moka in my life," Tsukune said with a smile. "But that hasn't stopped my friends from expressing themselves."

A subtle shift in Tama's posture told Tsukune that he had somehow said the wrong thing. He studied the girl closely. Tama was a little glassy-eyed and was licking her lips. Her nostrils were flaring as she almost panted. A sharp scent filled the room that while unique, was still recognizable. Tsukune's restless inner self was starting to become more alert. Tsukune was also aware that the scent in the air was mixed, coming from both Tama in front of him, and Kimi who was behind him.

"I should be going," Tsukune said. "Keep up the good work."

"But…" Tama had a lost look on her face as her captain departed.

Tsukune was growling at himself as he returned to the village. His work to calm himself had been undone. Being angry about irresponsibility had brought up his restless youki, but that wasn't so bad. A little physical exercise to burn off energy would probably solved that. What had undone Tsukune had been the scent of two aroused females. Their arousal had reminded Tsukune of ifs own frustration and self imposed restraint from satisfying his desires. As he walked back to the village, Tsukune's conscious mind and primal self were in conflict.

Tsukune wanted to get his inner desires and hunger under control. His inner self wanted to satisfy its hunger. The fastest way to regain that self control would be to satisfy those desires. Tsukune didn't like that solution. It seamed to him that it would be like spoiling a child. The child wanted cookies, but was told to wait. The child starts to make more noise, demanding the cookies. Give him cookies and the child would settle down, but how would Tsukune be able to keep control the next time if he got in the habit of giving in to his desires.

The sun was just starting to lighten the eastern sky as Tsukune reached the village. Soon it would be time for breakfast, and after staying up all night, Tsukune was getting hungry. Arguing with himself using a cookie analogy, Tsukune found himself wanting cookies. That was just being irresponsible, he scolded himself. He should just go back to the house, and if he couldn't wait for breakfast, he could make something himself or wake up Ruby. She would be happy to make Tsukune a batch of cookies, he thought. He squished that thought down with a growl. If he wanted cookies, there was no reason to wake Ruby, Kurumu always seemed to have some on hand, and would keep baking until Tsukune burst at the seams.

Tsukune stopped dead in his tracks. In his mind was an image of Kurumu in nothing but her apron offering him a plate of cookies. Tsukune didn't know what bothered him more, the fact that his mind was sinking so fast below the belt, or that it was Kurumu that he was thinking of. Moka was his girlfriend and lover. That thought made him twitch. He suddenly had the image of Moka in an apron cooking him breakfast. His stomach growled. Tsukune growled back. He needed to eat something, and then just go to bed.

"Ruby," Tsukune called as he entered the house. He didn't want to wake her, but she would be hurt if he fixed his own breakfast. She needed Tsukune to accept her and to make a place in his life for her. Mizore had sounded a lot like Ruby, when just a week ago she had said that she needed Tsukune in her life. Tsukune remembered that moment with Mizore, and remembered the physical contact they had shared. Tsukune felt his body responding to the memory. Damn, he hated feeling so out of control. He headed to his bedroom to take off his uniform. He heard Ruby in the bathroom as he passed by. "I'm home," He called out to her.

"Master?" Ruby called out, opening the bathroom door.

"In here," Tsukune answered from his bedroom.

"Would you like anything?" Ruby had only a towel around herself as she went to her master's bedroom.

Tsukune was clearly agitated. He was tossing off his uniform almost as if it offended him. He was down to his undergarments in no time.

"Master?" Ruby questioned.

Tsukune turned and saw Ruby. He was quick to notice her dark hair hanging down past her bare shoulders. It was wavy from having just been let down from a tight bun. Tsukune saw the fair skin of Ruby's bare arms and legs, her shoulders and neck. He wanted to growl, his desires, his hungers, frustrating him.

"Ruby," Tsukune said gruffy.

"What's wrong?" Tsukune said moving closer.

"Ruby," Tsukune growled. "Now's not a good time."

"Master?" Ruby's voice shook a little, fear touching her heart. "Tsukune?"

"Ruby," Tsukune explained gruffly. "It has been a long week, I am on edge and worked up. Seeing you like this isn't helping me right now."

"Let me help you," Ruby said. "Like I did last time." She reached for Tsukune's face.

"Ruby," Tsukune growled/groaned.

Ruby kissed Tsukune, hoping she would help him release some of his surging youki. This time, however, Tsukune wasn't concentrating on releasing his energy, he was trying to concentrate on controlling his hungers. Already on edge and irritated, Tsukune broke the kiss by pulling back and swinging his hand to knock Ruby's away.

*Smack*

"Ah!" Ruby gave a cry as Tsukune's hand connected with her cheek. It had not been a soft blow. Ruby was dazed by the force of it and stumbled back a step. Her cheek felt hot and her body trembled.

"Ruby," Tsukune swore, more at himself then anything.

He looked at Ruby and froze. She was standing only a short distance away holding a hand to the side of her face. The uncovered cheek was red with a rising blush. The other hand was reaching out to him again. Tsukune knocked that hand away.

"Ruby," Tsukune tried to explain. "I just need some time to… To… To get myself under control." He gestured to himself. "I'm just not sure how to…"

Ruby was quick to notice the way Tsukune's boxers were not fitting him well at the moment. She knew Tsukune had received a lot of stimulation recently, because she had been watching when he had been with Moka and Mizore in the house. Tsukune's problem seemed to be his own pent up desires.

"Master," Ruby said "Maybe if you were to take the problem in hand," Ruby tried to be polite. "You could release your… frustrations in private."

"Don't you think I would have tried that?" Tsukune snarled. "I've been bathing alone all week," Tsukune made a rude hand gesture. "All it does is distract me for a little while. There's no satisfaction, nothing that makes a difference, to by gained doing it myself."

"Maybe if I help you," Ruby said, stepping in close. "I have in the past and you didn't seem to have any problems." She reached out to touch Tsukune.

"Ruby," Tsukune tired to retreat. "That isn't going to help."

Ruby followed after Tsukune. Her deft fingers found their way past the obstacle of his boxers. Tsukune's hot flesh was then filling her hand

"You think this is a game?" Tsukune snapped. He shoved Ruby away hard enough to knock her down.

"Master…" Ruby cried out as she landed hard on the floor. The towel fell away, leaving her completely exposed with her legs apart.

"Damn it, Ruby," Tsukune Swore. "Its not about finding a way to satisfy myself. Its about controlling myself."

"I'm sorry…" Ruby tried to apologize while climbing to her feet.

"Gahh," Tsukune reached down and grabbed Ruby's arm. He lifted her to her feet with a grip so tight it left bruises. "You keep playing this game of yours," Tsukune accused her. "He jerked her a little to the side before letting go of her, he then bent down and picked up her towel. He tossed it at her. "Ruby, I know you're here. Trust me, I know. You don't think I find you beautiful, but I do. Damn it all, Ruby. You are polite, you're thoughtful, you're beautiful. Until I fell for Moka you were the perfect girl of my dreams. Gah..." He spun about pulling at his hair. He turned back to face her, his face a storm of emotions. "Ruby, I may not know my own heart most of the time. I know that I love Moka, that I am in love with Moka. Seeing her smile makes my day. You said that you feel the same way about me. But why do you think I let you be my slave," Tsukune gestured wildly. "It's because I care about you."

"Tsukune…" Ruby breathed. She was excited and on the edge of tears from happiness.

"Now this morning," Tsukune continued. "I tell you that I need a moment because I am having trouble controlling myself, and you play your games." Tsukune's voice became threatening and he stalked closer to Ruby, making her back up out of intimidation. "Sometimes it doesn't mater what we want, we just have to have respect for others and ourselves. I try to respect you, Ruby, as a person I love enough to make a part of my life. But then you try to force yourself on me." Tsukune grabbed the towel and pulled it from her hands, tossing it to the floor.

"I'm sorry I…"

"Fine," Tsukune growled, reaching for Ruby.

Ruby's eyes went wide and fear gripped her heart. Tsukun'e eyes were filled with streaks of black and red and a hungry smile curved his lips. Suddenly his hands were reaching for her. Before Ruby could do more then flinch, Tsukune had a hold of her upper arms and was pulling her into a kiss. There was no gentleness to it. He kissed Ruby with enough force that her lips ached from it.

"Phah!" Tsukune gasped / grunted as he broke the kiss, pushing Ruby away.

"Tsukune," Ruby protested. The backs of her legs hit his bed and she went down backwards.

"You should get out," Tsukune growled. He was more angry at himself then before.

"Why?" Ruby lifted herself to the elbows on the bed to look at Tsukune.

Tsukune was standing in the middle of his bedroom, breathing hard. His hands were clinched fists and his face as twisted into a grimace of anger. He shot Ruby a look.

"Go," Tsukune said in a low voice. "Lock yourself in your room. Go for a walk. I don't care, but please, just go. I don't want to abuse you like that."

"Master," Ruby called his attention to herself. She understood what Tsukune needed more then he did. She also saw this moment as her chance. Ruby sat up on the bed and spread her legs, making a lewd pose.

"Ruby please," Tsukune said, looking at her with hungry eyes.

"Tsukune," Ruby said gently. "You need me. I want this."

"Ruby…" His body was stiff as he moved towards her. Tsukune was torn with conflicting wishes.

"Please," Ruby said. "Let me care for your needs."

"I can't do this," Tsukune said through gritted teeth. He clenched his entire body and closed his eyes, refusing to move another inch.

Ruby moved to the edge of the bed and stood. Her body was just inches away from his. Those inches felt like endless miles to her.

"Tsukune…" Ruby sighed, feeling the sting of his rejection.

She was so close, Tsukune was aware of Ruby even with his eyes closed. She was close enough for him to feel her sigh. He could smell her hair and even the scent of her arousal. Unbidden the memory of her every touch rose up in his mind in a flash. Tsukune remembered everything he had felt when he had touched Ruby in the past. His eyes snapped open and her face was there. Her eyes were filled with pain and loneliness as she moved to slip past him. Tsukune's heart trembled as some small part of him ranted. He was so worried about himself he had hurt Ruby's feelings. He wanted to reach out and comfort her.

Ruby gasped as Tsukune's arms came up. She was suddenly being held in a gentle hug. She looked up into his eyes and saw warm compassion amid the storm of hunger and anger. Ruby surrendered into his arms.

Tsukune had meant to be comforting, to let Ruby know that he cared and that her feelings mattered to him. But a comforting hug and lead to a kiss. The kiss had become deep and heated. Tsukune's hands explored Ruby's body and she didn't resist. Tsukune's mind was in a fog. He knew he was crossing a line but had trouble understanding why he should care. Ruby was alive and warm. As he kissed her, one hand found her breast and kneaded it firmly.

Ruby felt her body start to tremble and her knees grew weak. As she accepted Tsukune's attention she prayed that this was not a dream, that it wasn't some kind of cruel joke. Her legs felt like they were turning to clay, the only thing holding Ruby up was the strength of Tsukune's hands. Ruby was already lost in pleasure by the time they fell together onto the bed.

When Tsukune was able to think clearly again, he flogged and scolded himself for his loss of control. He had forced himself on Ruby, taking his pleasure from her like a beast. He lay on his back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, aware of Ruby beside him. In his mind he could see her face, mouth hanging open and tears in her eyes, in that moment when he took her. Tsukune had not been gentle ether. He had groped her and even bit her hard enough to break the skin. All through the act, Tsukune had been aware of Ruby's body, from the feel of her skin under his hands, to the taste of her, even the scent coming from her flesh as he despoiled her. He remembered the feel of her legs around him, clinging to him as she cried out and he reached his release within her.

Tsukune's mind had cleared after he had reached his release. But it had only been enough for him to feel remorseful. He could still feel his inner self grumbling. Tsukune let himself collapse onto the bed beside Ruby, and started to berate himself. He hated himself right then. He had forced himself on Ruby, betraying her, Moka, himself, and even his parents who had raised him better then to be an unthinking brute.

"Ruby," Tsukune said in a shaky voice. "I'm sorry."

"What for, master?" Ruby said rolling over to cuddle with Tsukune.

"For this," Tsukune waved an arm around in a weak gesture. "What I did to you was wrong." He blew out a sad sigh and covered his face with his hands. "You should probably leave me. If I've done it once I could do it again.. I'm sorry."

Ruby saw how troubled Tsukune was and felt her heart tremble. He was going to try to push her away because he felt guilty for something she wanted to celebrate. She wasn't going to let that happen. She climbed in top of Tsukune and grabbed his wrists. Ruby pulled his hands from his face, but he tuned his head to the side.

"Tsukune," Ruby said. "Look at me."

"I'm sorry…" Tsukune sighed.

"Look at me!" Ruby let go of his wrists and beat her hands on Tsukune's hard, scared chest. "Look at me! I am not leaving you. I am going to stay with you for the rest of my life. If you don't want me any more then I will just go and kill myself, because I will not live without you."

"Ruby…" Tsukune looked up at her in alarm.

"The only thing you did wrong was keep me waiting for so long," Ruby said. "I love you, and I want you to love me too. Love me, use me, beat me; I don't care so long as you share your life with me."

"But… But…"

"Tsukune, I know that you want to be kind and considerate. I've been to your home and visited with your parents. I know you want that kind of pure life," Ruby said, her eyes were filled with emotions. "I'm sorry, Tuskune." Ruby traced a finger down the thick scar that rand from his left shoulder. She had inflicted that one herself when they first met. "It is partially my fault that you can never have that life."

"Ruby, I…"

"No, Tsukune," Ruby said firmly, with love in her voice. "You can't go back to your pure, human life aver again. You are a part of my world now and forever. This school is about teaching monsters to be more like humans, but for you, you need to learn to be more of a monster. We all have our needs and weaknesses, and you are no different. I will take care of all of your needs if you will let me. If you truly wanted to, you could leave this all behind and return to the human world where I could be your wife, I would take care of your house and be the mother to your children, and I would do all that I could to make you happy.

"But, Ruby… I…"

"But you are in love with Moka," Ruby said. "I know. And if you are going to be a part of her world, you will need me to be your slave. And if you and Moka marry, I will look after your children and love them as my own."

"Ruby, this was wrong," Tsukune protested.

"No," Ruby protested in turn. "This was right. You needed me. You didn't want to go to Moka or any of the others, so that left it to me." Ruby rolled her hips against Tsukune and felt his flesh stirring against hers. "I will take care of you Tsukune, I promise you."

"But…" Tsukune wanted to argue. He wanted to explain how he needed to be morally responsible. He was having trouble thinking because Ruby was distracting him with her hips. He had just cheated on Moka… "What would Moka think?" Tsukune blurted out.

"You can ask her," Ruby said. "But I know what she will say."

"What? How?"

"Tsukune… You got… like this," Ruby had to pause for a moment because she had just managed to work his flesh into hers. "Yess… She sighed. "You got like this," Ruby started again. "Because you held back. It's been bothering you all week, but you never told her. Moka will be upset that you were not sharing this with her. She cares for you, and if she thought you needed her for anything, you know she would be there for you. So she will be upset at you for concealing the problem, grateful to me for taking care of you, angry that you let it get as bad as you did, and jealous that it was up to me to satisfy your need."

"But…"

"No more talking," Ruby growled, grinding her hips.

"Ruby," Tsukune growled back. He reached for her, losing the desire to argue any more.