Lizzie at the same time did, and did not know what she was looking at. The slut was kissing Tekeshi, and Tekeshi was kissing the slut back. How could this be happening, he had never really kissed her like that. They seemed completely oblivious that there was even a world around them watching them. He had only ever given her a quick peck on the lips, he was never passionate like that. It was demeaning to her, to how much she still loved him. The slut had to die.

She wasn't able to stop herself from yelling, "NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO."

Everyone that was there turned their head to look at her. She didn't care at the moment, this was wrong to her. It shouldn't be happening, he should be hers, not the slut's. He was in love with her, wasn't he. He should be taking her to the heights of bliss with his lips, not her. This wasn't right.

Tekeshi slowly looked up, and fear entered his eyes as he pushed the slut behind, and he said her name, "Lizzie."

"Why would you betray me like this," the words left her lips as tears slipped from the corner of her eyes.

"'Suki, stay behind me, and keep your ears covered. Lizzie, there is nothing to betray. I realized, you only cared for the image of me, and I was fooled by you, thinking you were worth anything," she saw as he looked anywhere but at her, as if he was looking for a path of escape.

She could feel the tears start to accelerate. He was hers. He was hers. He was hers. He couldn't be the slut's, That just didn't work, he loved her first. First come first serves, otherwise she didn't matter. Otherwise the breakdown she heard he had after she disappeared, meant nothing. He had to still love her, otherwise she would have to kill him, and kill everyone that he held dear. Kill everyone, everyone, everyone, she had to kill everyone.

"Lizzie, right now, you only have one choice that doesn't end with you in a grave. Walk away, do you know how many people here can kill you with little effort. It isn't worth it, just walk away," she found his insistence that she do what would protect her life so touching, but he had to die now.

"Heheheehehehhehhehehhehehhehehehhehhehehehehhehehehhehehhehhehehhehehehhehehehheheeh. Grave, yes. I will just put the slut in a grave, then we can share one. Share one for eternity, all of eternity, everyone here can have one. Then we can be in love with peace," she began to take a deep breath.

She saw the slut step out, "WOULD YOU JUST SHUT UP!"

She wailed, or was supposed to, "What? My wail, I don't, why, how, what did you do," her eyes went wide, and she snarled.

"I don't know you. Tekeshi doesn't speak about you, it hurts him, or it did. I never asked, but now, I don't know what he saw. You just seem like another yandere who has the usual selfishness about him, and are willing to kill him if he won't have you. How is that loving him, ignoring what he wants," the slut dared to speak to her.

One of the men that accompanied her stepped over to try to encourage her to withdraw. The nerve of the slut. The nerve of the slut. The nerve of that slut, she was going to suffer. Suffer, suffer, suffer, she was going to suffer so much. She noticed the sawed off shotgun that was holstered in his jacket. She grabbed it.

"Lizzie, don't do this. At the very least it won't help Fairy Tale any, it will just hurt their cause. I want you to think very hard. Do you know what would happen if you hurt Utsuki like this in front of me," she could hear his words start to become somewhat unsteady, which was unusual for him in her mind.

"Do I look like I care, and who says I will start with her. I should take your life first, and hurt before I join you so we can be together forever, she must suffeeetttrerereretetet," she was starting to lose any control in her mind.

She wasn't even fully aware of pulling the trigger. She didn't feel it, even though the type of weapon was notorious for its violence of discharge. She wasn't that well trained beyond a handgun for a last resort, her wail was so much more dangerous. She didn't know how spread worked, how to lead a target, or even how to properly brace it. She didn't need to. It didn't matter. Moka made sure of that.

"MOM," the spread covered her lower body, and a great splash of blood, and ripped flesh spread from the older woman.

Moka was the second most powerful being on Earth. She was a veteran of so many battles, almost undefeated. Those who knew her, had seen her take lives with little effort, feared and respected her, and thought her invincible. Nothing was invincible though, everything had its weakness. Beyond all else, even as a Shinso, Moka was a vampire. Silver buckshot, would always have an effect. She hit the ground.

"Mom," Tekeshi spoke again, not believing what he saw.

His mother couldn't fall. She couldn't. She never fell, she always made her enemies fall. She was his idea, of martial purity. His idea, of morality. She was everything good in the world. A fierce warrior, a stern disciplinarian, and the most loving woman that he knew.

"Why the Hell are you interfering? Get OUT of the WAY. I have to kill him, I have no other choice, no other choice. I have to kill all of them. Kill all of them," somewhere in the darkest recesses of her mind, even she recognized that something was wrong with herself.

Another gunshot fired, and struck Lizzie's arm. She didn't take a second to think, instinct made her run. On the stage the Mongrels turned their attention to Akoni, who was standing there with a pistol outstretched. They could question why he had a gun later, right now they had to be concerned with their friend and leader who was suddenly walking like a zombie toward his fallen mother.

Tekeshi reached her, and fell to his knees. He could see that she was bleeding, and that the wounds weren't closing. It didn't make sense to him, no sense at all. She was so powerful, why wasn't she healing? She should have been healing. He remembered seeing her accidentally taking part of one of her fingers off while cooking, and it had only been a momentary inconvenience to her. Why had a simple spread of shot put her on the ground like this.

"Tekeshi, is she," Utsuki's voice held the same fear that his did.

"Kodomo," Moka managed to finally say quietly.

"Mom, is, why, what," he couldn't form a full sentence at that moment.

"'Suki, are... are either of you... hurt," the injured woman choked out.

Utsuki looked at Tekeshi, "Not physically, I don't think Tekeshi-kun is doing ok in his mind right now. Are you," she was starting to loose the battle to stay together.

"Not, like... like I should be. I... silver... shot with silver," the initial shock was wearing off.

Endorphins started to flood her system, and took the worst of the pain off trying to mitigate shock. It wasn't a fatal blow, though it was debilitating. Until it was pulled out, she was out of any fight, and while the girl had run, her men hadn't. Thankfully, though one could question how good of a thing it really was, Tekeshi snapped as they started to gather.

"Stay together, and remember, this shot is supposed to work on anything. If we are smooth, we should be able to retreat and survive," the highest ranking one said, as they all gathered with their shotguns drawn.

As they slowly backed away from the crowd one bumped a table, and a bell jingled, the soldier saying one thing, "Oh no."

Red eyes locked onto him as Tekeshi disappeared from his mother's side, and reappeared with his arm clean through the soldier's chest. He disappeared again, and then appeared crushing another man's jaw and throat. Fear filled them as he didn't stay in sight long enough to target him. There started twenty of them, and in just mere minutes, none lived.

Utsuki watched, and strangely, felt nothing. She was too in shock of the entire situation to fall victim to it. She hadn't even realized that Deesseedra had even picked up Moka, and was taking her to the Infirmary, Yukari quick on her heels. She just knelt there afraid, not knowing how to react to seeing Moka taken down.

She looked back at Tekeshi, whose mind seemed gone, as he continued to rip the corpses apart. People had been scattering since the shotgun had fired. The Mongrels, though, seemed to have kept their wits about them enough to lead people in almost every direction except the one that Tekeshi was in. She didn't know what was really happening.

Tsukune was having trouble understanding what happened. He had lost track of how often he had been shot over the years. How many times Moka had been. It was typically little more than an ant bite to them. So why was his wife on a makeshift operating table at that moment. He couldn't understand.

He looked up at the two children sitting across from him. His son was still splattered in gore from his rampage. He didn't know what could have come over his son for him to just become so brutally violent. He didn't think that it was similar to whatever state he would go into when Ms. Shirai- no Utsuki, he needed to start referring to her as such. Especially as it seemed that the two now had gotten over their hesitance to admit their feelings. Regardless, the state was similar, but not the same as when he was defending her. It was almost like he had gone feral out of grief, but it was the fluctuations in Tekeshi's seal that had alerted him that something was going on, Tsukune being so lost in thought that he hadn't noticed the gunfire.

He was amazed at the girl who was leaned against the bloody boy. She didn't' seem to even care that she was starting to get just as dirty with the gore as he was. She just sat there with a worried look on her face. She was a good girl, and good for him. He had been wrong from the beginning where they were concerned, and he should have trusted that his wife was right. He was going to have to talk to her father about this new development if he could ever contact him, and apologize for how he acted before.

"Tsukune," Yukari tapped his shoulder and motioned to an empty room.

He stood and entered,"How is she?"

"Sleeping. They came specifically prepared to fight vampires. That buckshot was made out of raw silver. Completely uncut. Had it been a single bullet, she may not have noticed, but the surface area of all the pellets, presented too much for her to handle. There may have been a positive to it though," the witch said as she fell back on the bed in the room exhausted.

"What would that be," he asked.

"It annihilated her uterus. In any other species, even a non-Shinso vampire, it would have been catastrophic. For her, I was able to remove the remains, and after I removed the last of the shot, her body started to reform it. It should be perfect, if still as small as it was before. I won't know until I am able to put a scope in her to examine the lining, but the scarring should be gone, since the scarred organ is gone. I guess one could say that it is the rewards of a mother's love," the woman definitely looked like she had just spent four hours in surgery.

"Thank god, I am just glad she is going to be ok. I, I never thought that something like this could happen. I never considered that silver shot could be an issue, I never even considered someone going through that kind of effort. I don't even, uh Yukari could you close your legs," he turned as he noticed.

"Oh, right. Sorry, my underwear was so soaked with sweat I took it off when I changed back into my street clothes. Anyways, I am going to tell you first, and I know neither of you are going to like any of it. No sex for a month, I want to make sure that there aren't any lasting injuries and that her menstrual cycle isn't affected. No alcohol for her, for the same period. Two weeks no heavy training, no fighting, no work. I really recommend you two going home or on a vacation. Actually no, I know what would happen, I recommend that she goes and stays with either Mizore or Kurumu. Do you understand," she said as she sat back up.

Tsukune was not happy about it, but she was the doctor, "I really think that you are overreacting, but we will do it. Under protest. I already know that Moka is going to throw a fit about not being allowed to work, not to mention that she can't have any sake. That is how she relaxes to go to sleep, when she doesn't want something more active. I hate being separated from her for that long, but her staying with Mizore would probably be best. You were right there, what happened with my son?"

Yukari pulled her legs up to her chin, not even caring she was exposing herself again, fear creeping in, "I don't know. He was talking Lizzie down, she had snapped completely. She kept repeating things like kill them, made weird sounds saying suffer, and talked like she was Tekehsi's soulmate. When she went to shoot them and Moka jumped in front of the gun, he yelled out Mom, like any son would. When she actually went down, he got really quiet. He couldn't answer her coherently when she was able to speak, and when one of Fairy Tale's men hit a table his eyes went red, and he, he savaged them. I don't know what happened to him, and I don't think that I want to."

Tsukune ignored the woman's crotch and listened to the words, "So it was Moka being hurt like that which set him off. I have been told that a grieving vampire could be more dangerous than even a ghoul, but I wasn't expecting that to have any affect on his seal. I wonder, maybe his seal, has changed."

"Is that even possible, seals aren't really my thing, but aren't they only able to be modified by the person that created them," Yukari asked.

"Typically, but the situations of the last few months haven't really been typical. The seal hasn't been stable since he had his sword go through his chest. It damaged the physical portion, which seems to have influenced the metaphysical. It shouldn't be able to release like it does when he enters that state he does when Utsuki is threatened, so I wonder if between the sentient sword, and this Heartsworn thing may have influenced the seal. I may need to remake it, or find a way to just get rid of it for good."

In the hallway the two teenagers still hadn't spoken. It was almost a case of shell shock with all that had happened in just minutes. A kiss for the ages, the classic whacked out ex trying to kill them, Moka being hurt like she was, and Tekeshi going completely berserk. The last one scared him more than anything. Deep down he knew that his mother would pull through without any hassle once she could be treated, but he couldn't control himself at that moment. It scared him to think of what might have happened if an innocent had been in his way.

"Tekeshi-kun, you stink," Utsuki said out of nowhere.

Sniffing he had to agree with her, "Yeah I do, don't I."

"I don't mind, I think I probably do too right now," she replied.

"I don't know where we go from here," he said as he brought an arm around her shoulders.

"I don't either. I don't care, I am, I am just glad that we are. I, tried to say something at breakfast when your father interrupted me to ask you about doing a show. I'm glad he did, this was so much better, until she showed up. I haven't met her enough to know if she was always like that, but was she," Utsuki let herself relax more into the half hug.

Tekeshi grimaced, "No, all of that was new to me. Maybe she convinced herself that she really did love me, way too much. I don't know, I never thought that I would see that coming. Utsuki, I do love you, and I don't want to see anything happen to you. I know that I can't convince you to try to leave, and I don't know that I could ever even try. But there is something scaring me more than Lizzie could ever regarding your safety."

Utsuki looked up at his face, "What, what could scare you that much?"

Tekeshi looked down into her eyes, the green still bleeding into its proper place, "Myself."