As they pulled up to the manor Utsuki saw Tekeshi and four women she didn't recognize. Taking a second to look she recognized the second tallest one as the doctor that came to treat Tekeshi when he was in his sleep. The rest were complete strangers to her. When the vehicle stopped she took a breath and got out.
"Hey 'Suki, let me introduce you to everyone," Tekeshi called waving her over.
Deesseedra chuckled, "Delicious Bloodsucker sure is popular with us women isn't he."
As she reached about where they were the young vampire launched right into it, "You already know Aunt Yukari, this shorty here is her daughter, Machiko, my closest kinda sibling and the youngest member of the Mongrels."
The young girl looked her up and down for a second before grabbing Utsukis chest, "Not all that big, you need to drink more milk and fill them up."
"Yeah, sorry about that, she has always been a walking sexual harassment case. I still remember her grabbing Heavy by the crotch and saying he wasn't living up to his name, Fong-Fong nearly had a stroke. People keep saying she takes after me in that regard, but I don't remember being quite so handsy," Yukari apologized for her daughter.
"Yeah, Heavy is never allowed to live that one down. This here is my Aunt Kokoa. She is the primary enforcer of the Shuzen family. Word of advice: Do not under any circumstance piss her off. She utterly loves me, and I won't chance it."
The stunning red haired woman turned to her with a cold look, "Aren't you supposed to be a human? Why do I feel Youki coming off you? I'm taking this up with Tsukune as soon as he deigns to show himself again. No, wait, screw that. TSUKUNE, WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GO? YOU HAVE QUESTIONS TO ANSWER!"
"Yeah, she is always that loud. I feel bad for dad, he may not be able to hear for a while. Anyways, finally we have my midget. This is my eldest aunt. Aunt Akua," he said literally picking up the short black haired woman.
"Hi, I'm Shuzen Akua, his Aunt and midget. Nice to meet you," she said with a big smile.
"Akua, I swear, every time you and Tekeshi get in the same place you become a downright child. Have some dignity, and you too Kodomo. You are sixteen years old, not seven. Stop calling your aunt 'Your Midget'. She isn't even a midget, she is just short," Moka said as she joined them.
"You need to start drinking more milk too Auntie Akua," Machiko sniggered.
"Why you brat. Where the hell do you get off talking like that. You don't even wear a training bra."
"Is this how a family is supposed to be," Utsuki asked Tekeshi as he suddenly decided that he should carry the woman somewhere else, at arms length.
"I don't honestly know, but 'Suki, I sure as hell love it."
"Yes Sir, we received a message from the Doll just an hour ago. It reads as follows, 'Forces in place to attack specific targets. Believe Aono Mansion is most pressing target, five hundred assigned. One thousand to Academy grounds. Mansion most likely targeted around July or Augustt, Academy around September. Kuyo assigned to Mansion, possibly also involved with academy. Currently seven tails. Suffering from psychosis brought on by head injury, extremely unpredictable. Exercise caution.'"
Tsukune sat back as he digested the information. He wasn't a big fan of having this particular agent in place. Neither was his wife or sisters in law. Especially since the agent was his sister in law. Kahlua, the Fairy Tale assassin that went back on behalf of the House of Shuzen, in order to help bring down the organization. Taking the guise of having suffered lingering effects from the battle with Alucard, she mainly acted rather empty headed. It was a really good cover, given that she had been rather ditzy anyways. Plus, being an assassin gave her really good acting skills.
"Gustave, you are dismissed," when the butler had exited two figures entered, "Kokoa, Gifu, what do you think?"
Issa looked at his son in law, "There is no telling how long ago she sent out the message. Most likely before the attack occurred, but not in time to head it off. I do find it disturbing about the Yoko, but it could explain how easy it was for Tekeshi to trick him into basically defeating himself."
"Father, knowing Kahlua she might have sent it yesterday because she forgot to before. Still, I am a little concerned on how much she knows. She may be playing the role too well now. All things considered we need to find a way to prepare for an attack against the academy. As much as I hate to say it, the children should be prepared to fight as well. A thousand units is nothing to sneeze at," Kokoa intoned seriously.
"True. I loathe bringing in Tekeshi and the girls, but I agree that it is necessary. I hate this war. I wish that it could end, with no more bloodshed."
"Tsukune, you've done well. I may not show it, but I have become very proud of you. Though I am rather disappointed that you decided just to keep my daughter alone, rather than the entire harem. Regardless, I approve of how happy you have made her," the elder vampire said, placing a hand on the younger's shoulder.
"Father, the thing that would make her happiest, is you returning to us. I hate that I have to keep your presence a secret from my sisters," Kokoa said, quietly but firmly.
Issa let his shoulders dip just the slightest amount, "I know Daughter, but it is more important for me to be behind the scenes. I am the head of the intelligence ring for this family now, as long as there is the danger that Fairy Tale poses. Once it passes, then I can return. I would love to get to know my grandchild."
"Gifu, I plan for this to finally end within the year. It has gone on for almost thirty years. Long before I ever became what I am. I hate that every time we take two steps forward, we end up a step back. We will realize the goal that Alucard became the greatest evil to achieve."
Kokoa stepped up beside her brother in law, "Even still, two steps forward, and one back is still making progress. I know how much Haiji believed in you, and I will do all I can to honor his memory. So lets put a final end to this particular tale."
"Hey Mom, have you seen 'Suki. I was going to see if she feeling any better, but I can't find her."
Moka looked up from the morning newspaper she was skimming, "I haven't. She may still be asleep, given how worked up she got. Have Gustave take you to the room he put her in."
"Sure. Hey, come to think of it, have you seen the Maid Squad. Usually you see one of them walking through the halls."
It was in that moment that a sudden realization and a cry occurred, "OURS!"
"Oh no, I forgot about the Maid Squad. Tekeshi, I am so sorry. There is nothing that we can do for her now."
Quickly a follow up yell came, "THERES A BONUS PRIZE!"
Tekeshi hung his head, "They found Deesseedra. I'm not her biggest fan, but no one deserves that fate. Hopefully it will not be too hard on them."
The Maid Squad had been sent all at the same time, and for a good reason. They were a set of very attractive quadruplets. In fact they were so identical that one could not tell them apart no matter what. Their appearance, mannerism, and youki were perfectly the same. As was their love of kidnapping random people in the house and using them as dress up dolls.
It was harmless for the most part, however no one was safe. Even Tsukune and Moka had fallen victim to them. Where they were getting the clothes and materials confused everyone, but no blood had ever been shed during these events.
"Deesseedra is going to hate this, but nothing can resist those four when they latch on to someone. Maybe it will help Utsuki to forget some of her problems. Well, of course I don't think Harumi ever tried to resist them, she likes the attention. Oh, remember them catching your Aunt Kokoa when you were five," Moka couldn't hold back a giggle at the memory.
"Yeah, she made quite the barbarian princess. She hated it, or so she claimed. From what I understand the maids never got that costume back by the time I went to America. Oh, we can't forget Mrs. Morioka and the angel costume. I have a feeling that got quite a bit of use when they got home."
"I wonder why they yell like that every time they attack. I mean, they are as stealthy as a herd of wild horses in a stampede. Which means since this room has people in it, and a set of double doors, they should be busting through in 3, 2, and action."
Suddenly the double doors to the room were thrown open and two drop dead gorgeous figures were pushed in. Tekeshi felt his heart jump up into his mouth. Deesseedra was dressed in a grey kimono with a plain black obi. A purplish shawl that matched the color of her horns was draped over her shoulders, and a pair of carved geta adorned her feet. A black lacquered tanto was held by her obi. It was so weird compared to her usual nudity.
Utsuki, though. She was garbed in a rather plain black furisode, something rather odd compared to most. Twinkles of light showed where metallic threads were mixed in with the silk. A blood red obi secured the kimono and glimpses of a pale pink juban shown at the sleeves. Her already pale face was painted in traditional style with subtle peach tones at the top of her cheekbones. Her hair was braided and draped down the front of her body.
"Uh, wow, 'Suki, I," words were not his strong suit at that moment.
The young woman and demon could only look at each other as Utsuki asked, "What the utter hell just happened to us."
"Utsuki, please forgive us. We forgot to warn you about the Maid Squad. They are really rather harmless, its just they seem to think that others are meant to be living dolls for them to dress up. Please don't hold it against them," Moka apologized as she tried to remember where the camera was.
"Lovely Mistress, you are gorgeous. Even more so than usual, like a princess. I don't know what to say."
"Honestly, you look great yourself. That gray kimono goes great with your hair. Maybe it will get you into wearing clothes."
The rather unkempt, and nervous Japanese couple were really intimidated. The cause was the two individuals across from them. One was freakishly tall, and carried a really long package that was wrapped in what looked like black silk. The other was rather dignified, and had a cold look on his face.
"Mr. and Mrs. Shiraishi, my name is Aono Tsukune, and this is my son Aono Tekeshi. I am the headmaster of your daughter's school. I have some questions that I would like to ask you concerning her," the older man asked.
"Of course sir, though I don't know what interest you have in her. Unless she has started to terrify others like she did us," Mr. Shiraishi said shakily.
Tsukune raised an eyebrow at the rotund, short, and pimply man, "What do you mean, terrify?"
Mrs. Shiraishi, a tall, thin, gangly, and unsightly woman, anwered, "That little bitch is psychologically unstable. She acts so meek and mild to people outside our family, and when she is home talks to us like dogs. What's worse is that she doesn't even seem to remember it when she talks to other people. We barely slept while raising her, afraid that she would snap completely and cut our throats in the night."
"What about you two being wrapped up in yourselves. Barely paying attention to her, indulging in your own interests, and not even trying to help her when you knew there was a problem," the younger man said, unveiled malice in his voice.
"And where do you get off child? Do you know how much it would have cost to get her the proper help, and I doubt she would have even taken it. And why shouldn't we indulge in what we wanted, when we weren't even sure if we would wake up in the morning with her. That ugly little bitch was wrecking my marriage, wrecking MY state of mind, and you think that I am at fault," Mrs. Shiraishi said, darkness entering her tone.
Tekeshi's response was brutal in its intent. He simply unwrapped Jakkasu and drew him several inches from the sheath.
"Dear, be polite. I humbly apologize. Our daughter is truly not well mentally. It has caused us much grief, and we really did not have any clue where to turn. Our fear did cause much anguish for our marriage. I know this will sound bad, but we never intended to return to Japan and her. My wife was on anti-depressants until recently due to the strain our daughter caused us. We felt that your school would be able to provide some solution if we never returned given that she was provided a full scholarship for all three years."
"Musuko, if you do, do it clean. These insects are simply in need of extermination. To abandon a child for any reason is without justification. I cannot even imagine how you aren't worried sick about her. However there is a way you may be able to get through this without your heads falling from your necks," Tsukune stood up and kicked the table between them to the side.
"Please sir, we will take any option, just don't let him draw that blade. We will do what ever you want," if anything could be said, the man at least had the balls to shield his wife as he replied.
"You will sign over guardianship of Utsuki to me and my wife. You will disappear, and never come into contact with her again. Anything that belongs to her will be turned over to a representative I send to retrieve such. If you hold anything back, my son here will find you, and make your deaths more painful than any person could imagine. Is that understood?"
"Yes sir. We understand. We will sign any papers, I will find a new job, we will even change our names and get plastic surgery. Just please, let us live," the display was pathetic.
Tekeshi returned his blade with a sharp clack and redid the wrapping. Standing he walked from the room while his father finished up what was needed.
"You know Father, that is unlike you. You tend toward being kind to everyone regardless. What set you off," he asked as Tsukune walked out with a stack of signed papers.
"Next time you have a sit down with your grandmother ask her. Right now, even thinking about it makes me so angry I can barely contain it. I'm surprised you didn't actually kill them. Though I wouldn't have done anything if you had, they deserved it."
"There wasn't enough room in there to draw a weapon as long as Jakkasu. I wanted to kill them, I won't lie. But even if I had been able to draw him, they weren't worth it. It would simply have been a stain on my hand that I would have regretted. Whether they deserve it or not, they are her parents. How would she have felt if she learned I slaughtered them?"
"Tekeshi, do you love Miss Shiraishi?"
"I don't know. I care about her more than I have cared about anyone outside of our family. Is that love, in a way maybe."
"Would you lay down your life for her, not because her safety was your responsibility, but for her."
Tekeshi looked at his father with an expression that he had never worn before, "Father, I would take my own life if it meant she got to live."