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, than you should not read this.

Chapter 170

Kurumu was all smiles as she stepped out her front door Tuesday morning. Her time with Tsukune on the cliffs had been exciting and satisfying. While a part of the experience had turned out embarrassing, and a little disgusting, she was willing to take the bad with the good. The fact that Tsukune was so able and willing to use her to his satisfaction was thrilling. She wanted more encounters like that with him. She just wanted to be careful of where and when he pushed her down in the future.

As Kurumu approached the manor she was already thinking of how she would tease Tsukune. At the very least she thought she could get a nice bathing date with him. She would tease him about how he had made her tail dirty. She remembered the first time she had teased Tsukune with her tail in the bath. It had been a fun and exciting moment, especially after she had lifted her tail for him. Kurumu felt a delicious shiver run through body as she remembered what had happened then, and thought about getting Tsukune to take her the same way again.

Her mood faltered a little when she saw a happy Moka step out of the manor only a second ahead of Tsukune. Moka's attention was on a tired looking Tsukune. Kurumu saw that Moka was looking rested and energetic, and she knew the vampire must have taken some of Tsukune's blood. Considering how late Kurumu had kept Tsukune up, she thought that Moka indulging her appetite at his expense was a harsh and selfish thing to do. Puffing up a little with anger, Kurumu stalked towards Moka.

"Moka," Kurumu alled out. "What have you been..."

"Kurumu," Moka cut the other woman off. "Good morning. How are you doing today?"

"Ehhh..." Kurumu stumbled. Moka was all smiles and sweetness as she left Tsukune's side to approach her.

"I hope you got enough rest," Moka said as she placed herself closely in front of the succubus. "Tsukune told me all about what happened last night. It sounded like you had a wonderful time."

"Ahhhh," Kurumu was taken aback. "Ahhh. Yes... Yes, I did."

"Yes," Moka shined. "I know you did."

Moka's face and posture changed suddenly. It was only a little change in her eyes, the tightness in her smile, and the set of her shoulders, but it made a big difference. Suddenly Moka's smile wasn't the sparkly sweetness of sugar crystals, but the shiny reflection of light off the edge of a polished and razor sharp sword.

"Tsukune told me all about it," Moka's voice dropped into a low hiss. "He is sworn to me and keeps nothing back when I ask him. He told me how put you in your place. Did you like it? Did you like being pushed down and taken? Did you like being reminded that your place is beneath my loyal follower?"

"Ahhhh..." Kurumu didn't know how to respond.

"Tell me, pretty little Kurumu," Moka went on in her low and menacing hiss. "Did you like being reduced to wallowing in your own lust and filth as Tsukune had his way with you?"

Kurumu almost felt sick. The truth was that she did enjoy her time with Tsukune. He had pushed her down and taken her, and it had been wonderful. He had dominated her and delighted her at the same time, until she had lost control. She had been so lost in her pleasure that she had lost control of her bladder and wet herself, and Tsukune. Her hips and tail had been ground into the then muddy soil and she had enjoyed it. Kurumu could not argue against what Moka was saying, because it was the truth. Even if she was embarrassed by the details of what had happened, if she tried to argue, she would have to say that she was unhappy with Tsukune's attentions; and that she would never do.

She was trapped. If she tried to deny the truth, and Tsukune heard her, she knew he would feel bad about what had happened. Kurumu wanted to protect Tsukune from any feelings of guilt, not just because he had done nothing wrong, but also because she wanted him to do it again.

Kurumu glared at Moka impotently.

"Yes I did," Kurumu responded in a low, growling whisper. "And I would do it again if I had the chance."

"Of course you would," Moka purred. Her voice returning to the sweet tone from just a moment before, but a dark light filled her eyes. "Isn't satisfying to know your place."

XxxX

Kurumu's positive mood was left tainted after Moka's verbal attack. While Tsukune appeared to be happy to have her close, although he did have a slightly paned look in his eyes, Kurumu could not help but feel some doubts. Moka's happiness held a touch of smug satisfaction every time she smile in Kurumu's direction.

When Inari and Kokoa met up with them on the way to school. Kurumu had to resist the urge to flinch. She worried about what Moka might say to them. When Inari moved towards Tsukune, Kurumu found herself giving ground. Her confidence was feeling shaken.

XxxXxxX

Tsukune was not having his best day. While his body was feeling fine, his mind was tired. He had gotten very little sleep, and what he had gotten had been broken by Moka's presence. In the morning, he had worried about a possible explosion when Moka and Kurumu met. While the feared moment of violence never happened, Tsukune was still worried that things might get out of hand. The end result was that he was more than a little distracted and had trouble concentrating in class.

After school let out for the day Tsukune made his way over to the Student Police headquarters. He was trying to do as few shifts as possible to keep from over burdening himself, and to let his second in command be in charge as much as possible. In just a few months Tsukune would graduate and the Student Police would have to do without him. The current shift was a pick-up to cover for a watch commander that had gotten hurt in Physical Education class. Tsukune only had to cover a single shift, but it was still time he would have rather spend in other ways.

To add to Tsukune's frustration, he knew he was being watched. During class it had been something not worth noticing. After school had let out for the day however, Tsukune knew he was being followed. It had only taken Tsukune a moment to figure out what was going on. Mizore was stalking him. She had mostly given up on that hobby, but after his near episode of a youki attack he suspected she, possibly with Moka's backing, was keeping an eye on him just to make sure he was alright. Tsukune was glad that he was so well loved and looked after, but it was still frustrating.

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Mizore squatted outside the Student Police building, leaning against it. On the other side of the wall from where she had placed herself was Tsukune's office, where he was at the moment. She knew Tsukune didn't like being spied upon, and she usually only stalked him from a distance when she was feeling lonely any more. Mizore had decided that she needed to spend more time following Tsukune closely. If he or the others asked, she would tell them that she was just worried about Tsukune. The truth was that she had heard what he had said to Moka about what had happened Monday night.

Mizore loved Tsukune with her whole heart. She wanted to have a life with him, but was willing to just follow him and get what little bits of affection fell her way. With that in mind, Mizore realized that she was in danger of missing out on most of the things she wanted, especially what she wanted most. However, if she stayed close to Tsukune, she had a chance. Tsukune had shown how he could be strong and loyal and loving, and Mizore loved all of that about him, but he had also developed a weakness that she was willing to take advantage of. When Tsukune's youki was worked up, his normal sensibility faltered. Mizore resolved to stay close and keep a watch over Tsukune as much as she could, when he wasn't with one of the others, because if he had another of those moments when his instincts were clouding his thinking, she wanted to be there to take advantage of it. If she could catch Tsukune at the right time, then she would be the one he pushed down and took out his desires upon.

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By Friday afternoon Tsukune was feeling a little grouchy. Mizore stalking him was nothing new. Having Moka and Kurumu hovering and bickering were also common parts of his life. What was getting to him were the little things that just kept demanding little bits of his time. The Dance Committee had worked out some ideas for the next dance that the Student Council wanted to hold, but for some reason the committee seemed to keep changing their minds. There was still plenty of time until the dance so it wasn't a problem, But Tsukune wanted them to commit themselves before time did become a problem. With Valentine's Day starting to loom closer, Tsukune was getting more mail from the Lover Letter Club. While most of it was safe to ignore, he made sure to read it all to watch out for the letters that he felt would require some kind of action on his part. His advice section in the school paper was how he usually responded to the people who's letters seemed to need some kind of answer.

After classes and Newspaper Club on Friday, Tsukune walked back to the village with his friends. He had koban duty over the weekend to look forward to, which was a mixed blessing. Tsukune realized he was incredibly lucky. The amount of time he had to spend on duty at the koban was small compared to his position with the local police force, or even when compared to a normal part time job. He knew that a part of his good fortune was from his success in recruiting others to join the local police as well. For the size of the town, the local police force was way over staffed. Of course a weekend at the koban meant a weekend of not being free to spend with Moka or Kurumu. He suspected that Mizore however would be checking up on him often, even if she never showed herself. Also a weekend on duty meant that Tsukune should spend most of his Friday evening working on his assignments.

As a parting shot before being released for the weekend, the teacher had given the class an extra assignment. With a handout as a guide, everybody was instructed to put together a resume. While Tsukune knew he had some things that would actually look good on a resume, he was not looking forward to writing one out. Not for the first time he wished the school had computers.

Xx=^.^=xX

Inari woke up Saturday morning with a smile. She had a weekend in the Kuban with Tsukune and it had only cost her twenty-five hundred yen to get the shift trades she wanted. She knew that nothing romantic would happen during the weekend, Tsukune was too serious when on duty, but their time together was still important. Inari had learned a few things while she and Tsukune had been in the hospital together. He probably didn't even know how much she had learned, from him in addition to other sources. Using what she had learned, Inari had a plan forming in her imagination.

As she got ready for her shift with Tsukune, Inari let her imagination flit among her favorite fantasies. She knew marrying Tsukune was never likely, so while the idea of raising a family with him was a nice one, she didn't dwell on it much. Her preferred fantasy of being his partner on duty, and lover when given the chance, was the one she thought had the most likely chance of becoming a reality. Her new plan was a revision of that fantasy. According to her new plan, Inari needed to work with Tsukune as much as possible. He already owed her one favor. If she could earn more favors, saving them up until Tsukune was feeling the pressure of being indebted to her. Inari could use them all at once to get what she wanted. Tsukune's qualifier of 'within reason' was what she needed to overcome. When she had enough 'reasonable' favors saved up, she would trade them in on an unreasonable one.

But before that time came Inari had to spend as much time with Tsukune as possible. Spending time with him during the school day was hard to do. They were in different classes, and his inner circle were serious about guarding their places close to him during lunch and coming and going to school. Even the Student Police didn't give Inari very many chances to be with her captain. They worked out of different buildings more often then not, and on different shifts as well. If she had been chosen to live in the student village, or if Tsukune was still in the dorms, Inari might be able to spend more time with him. As she ran a lint brush over her police uniform, Inari admitted to herself that she was grateful for the time on duty she would be spending with her captain.

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Tsukune was looking forward to the end of the weekend. From the moment he had come on duty at the koban he had felt like he was on display. It had been less than two weeks since he and Inari had fought Fairy Tail's goons, and this time they had been closer to the town than the school. Locals were stopping by the koban, mostly just looking in through the windows, to see if their protector looked up to the job. When he had gone out on a walking patrol, Tsukune had felt the measuring eyes following him. The attention was like what he would get from his school mates, but Tsukune felt more uncomfortable because the people watching him, more than a few with open admiration in their eyes, were adults. They were all older than he was, some with their hair turning to gray. To Tsukune that was just wrong. He was still in school, a teenager. The idea that men and women old enough to be his parents or grand parents admiring him was unsettling.

Inari was a source of comfortable normalcy for Tsukune. She was performing her duties, as light as they were, with her normal confidence. Tsukune was glad for her company. As he sat with her having lunch, which she had insisted on making for them, Tsukune saw a couple of local women pass by the koban carrying what looked like obentos. He counted three of them. They approached the koban looking composed until they got a good look in through the front windows. They would then slow down for a moment, smiles faltering, before turning away and walking in a new direction.

It was in the early evening, as Tsukune was cleaning up the dishes from supper, as he had insisted on doing, when he heard Inari give a happy laugh. Tsukune was surprised, and felt a sudden nervousness. He hurried to finish what he was doing.

"Captain," Inari called out. "I am going to make a patrol."

"Alright," Tsukune answered even as he heard her going out the door.

The tiny kitchenette was in a corner of the koban where it wasn't blatantly obvious, but still convenient. If a guest needed something, or of the officer on duty wanted something, the kitchenette was not so far out of the way that duty would be neglected by a quick trip. Tsukune finished with the clean-up and turned back to the front of the koban in time to see somebody enter.

Tsukune felt s sense of dread come over him. The person who had just entered the koban was the same little grandmother that ate rats, and liked to complain about how the quality of the garbage was affecting the taste. Tsukune gathered his courage and put on a polite smile.

"Good evening," Tsukune said as he approached the old woman. "Is there something I can help you with?"

=^,^=

Inari was smiling as she made her patrol. She had seen the old woman approaching the koban and knew it had been a good time to take the initiative. If all went well, in thirty minutes she would return to the koban in time to save her captain form the old woman, at the price of him owing her another favor.