The art teacher hummed a merry tune as she admired her work. Soon she would need a bigger room. She glared daggers at the female statues getting unacceptably close to her oldest and most prized stone figure. If only he had been less patient. She could not wait for him to graduate. Why did he not understand? She was a student teacher at the time. However, her grad classes demanded another year apart from him. That was simply too much. Surely one of those tramps in his year would have stolen him from her. At first she had intended for it to only be temporary. Once she got her teaching degree he would be released. It seemed easy enough. Unfortunately, private investigators started showing up at her door looking for him. She managed to escape suspicion with a sob story about looking for him as well.

After years she returned to Yokai Academy as a certified member of the faculty. The first victim wandered where they shouldn't. She was quite beautiful definitely worthy of permanent display. In that moment something she had been avoiding thinking about became clear. He might hate her after losing so many years. Sure it was for their relationship, but she couldn't bring herself to face his potential ire. No better to keep his handsome face captured in stone. That way he was already her's forever. Now he deserved only the most exceptional company to share his eternity. Though only she may ever touch him. "Roan my love, fear not you will always have me." She kissed his cold immobile lips. Then touched his left ear just the way he liked it when they use to make out for hours. He always had the finest point to his ears. To her frustration someone called from the classroom that forced her to glare at the single door separating her private space.

"Ms. Ishigami, are you in here? The voice was a soft feminine sound.

The older woman exited her storage room quietly examining the blue haired student. "Korono, we don't have an appointment do we?"

"Um no Ishigami-sensei, I was wondering if you happen to know a way for me to get into modeling? I don't know who else to ask." Kurumu was attempting to hide her terror behind nervousness. This woman had somehow captured or killed Rubi. The older witch had taken on her and all her friends by herself. So this teacher had to be really dangerous.

The gorgon smiled showing her white teeth. She examined the young beauty with a critical eye. "Hmm, you definitely have potential. I know just what to do with you, follow me." The woman gestured for the pupil to follow her back to the room she had just exited. However, she had turned around in time to see her private door close. She screamed in rage a word that felt like power. Suddenly, a wave of wet clay came to life and attempted to grapple the female sophomore. The art instructor shouted a few more words. "No one is allowed to touch him!" Then she transformed and rammed the door open with her serpentine body.

Yukari let out a frightened sound at the brutal noise. "Oh my, that's a gorgon!" She looked at Kyuu's reassuring face. The little girl blushed as he squeezed her hand affectionately. He held a finger up to his lips demanding silence. She nodded reminding herself she was invisible thanks to him.

Reptilian eyes full of rage scanned the room for intruders. "Fools, do you think I don't know what a Tengu is capable of! I know exactly how to bring you out of hiding." Her sizable tail wrapped around a familiar feminine statue. Reveal yourself or I will kill your friend."

Kyuu cursed silently at how soundly she had them. The duo soon appeared with concerned looks.

"Rubi-chan, no don't hurt her!" Yukari was sweating in fear.

The room became extremely cold making the teacher drowsy. Her Reptilian heritage made this circumstance difficult. Suddenly the outside wall exploded inward as the icy surface shattered like glass. Gine howled in rage as he busted down the weakened wall.

Ms. Ishigami's blood splashed several nearby statues. Shards of frozen rubble had cut her scales like knives. Unfortunately for her, the wet stone became living flesh once more. Several enraged monster students glared at their tormentor. All except one who viewed her with deep sadness.

The evidence was undeniable to his regret. Several stone figures remained frozen in fear or alarm. The woman he had once loved abused her powers. However, he couldn't watch her be torn apart despite her numerous crimes. He raced to her side as he pulled something off his belt. "Extend, Silveron." Suddenly he was holding a beautiful yet dangerous looking spear of a pristine silver metal. With it in hand he danced about the gorgon creating pause among the others. "I am Roan Tir Na Nog. By my authority as the former head of the Academy Security Force I swear to you all this woman shall see justice." Once again he said something else in a foreign tongue, "Sleep." A name that defied hearing followed that one word. Soon Ms. Ishigami fell unconscious in human form. With that one action fury became calm as the displaced male student took control of the situation.

Castle Shuzen, Japan...

"Where am I?" Tsukune woke up in a queen sized bed with fine silk sheets that were a pale red color. It reminded him uncomfortably of blood. In a panic he looked at his shirtless chest seeing no wings. 'Had it all been a dream? No, definitely not. He had never seen this bed before in his life.' Suddenly, a wad of cloth hit him in the face.

"Not that I mind the view, but we need to head back to school soon. The Headmaster was quite insistent." A sultry laugh preceded Moka as her freshly washed silver hair glistened into the boys sight. She smiled and appeared mere inches from his face. "By the way Tsukune, you were magnificent last night."

He took in the faint scent of cinnamon and herbs that was her. "What do you mean Moka-san?"

"Just call me Moka. Why the fight of course Tsukune. What else could it be? Do you have something in mind?" She giggled softly with a touch of heat.

He blushed trying not to think about what could of happened. "No nothing at all." He laughed nervously.

The vampire gently grabbed his right hand and lifted it to his eyes. A silver ring with a tasteful chip of ruby rested there. "This is a seal for your power. My father forged it himself. It serves another purpose as well."

He swallowed despite himself. "Really, what is that?"

She smiled knowingly as she pulled out an identical piece of jewelry. Then she unsnapped the top three buttons of her shirt. Between the slope of her breasts the Rosary was gone. "Silly boy, it's a promise ring. I know you'll take care of me." Without further explanation she slipped her own ring on. Her hair turned a familiar pink as she promptly passed out.