Supernatural Love Chapter 3: Clubs, Clubs, and More Clubs!
Week three of Yokai Academy!
Another week another day of bullshit. Tsukune stared at the wall, his face obscured by the shadows, his jaw set into a rigid almost JoJo-like expression. He was currently sitting beside both Kurumu and Moka at the lunch table, eating their breakfast. For a monster school, the cafeteria looked completely normal. White marble floors aside, it had the standard luncheon tables, and the colours of the school (black and red of course). It made one think this wasn't a monster school at all here. Yet, this had to be the most dangerous moment in this young man's life, unbeknownst to his two newest friends/protectors.
"At least make the class interesting," grumbled Kurumu, seamlessly sliding into Tsukune's side, "math is so boring!"
Moka sighed as she dabbed at her lips, her white handkerchief stained in red. On his other side, she simply ate her food. A sigh escaped the young man, more in aggravation than appreciation as he wormed his way from Kurumu's affection. Kurumu was literally like a cat. She cuddled when she wanted, did what she wanted, and fuck the consequences. Such a wild spirit…yet he found he couldn't say no to such a person. Her wild personality was so attractive to him.
Though he could do with less physical affection. The killing intent aimed at him as the other male monsters growled at him left much to be desired. That and Tsukune wasn't a fan of flirting this extreme. If you liked him then say so, don't dance around it just for fun! With that said…this had to be the most attention he's had from a girl in forever. He'd take it…monstrous as it was.
"So," began Tsukune, "what clubs are we interested in?"
Kurumu separated from him and put a finger to her lips.
"I dunno. Whatever Moka wants, I guess. I'm not really into the whole club deal they have here and you already told us you were going with whatever Moka wanted anyways."
"It's literally required for graduation," he mumbled, "you got to have some idea of what club you'd prefer? Aren't you also uh…hunting?"
The blue-haired monster shrugged and stuck her tongue out playfully.
"I'm not really in a hunting mood anymore. I've already found my destined one."
Ah. That. Tsukune blushed horrifically as Kurumu cackled.
"You are literally a tease you know that? If I was anyone else, they'd be taking you seriously."
Kurumu gave a small feline grin.
"Honestly though, where's your gaggle of simps?" he asked.
"They're not that bad."
Moka and Tsukune turned to her, their faces blank. Kurumu pouted.
"Fine, they suck. I get being horny and all, truly, but come on. At least have some capacity for a conversation. No, they were boring. Though a few were strong."
She shrugged helplessly.
"Finding your destined one isn't easy. Got to be careful who I pick."
"Can't you…find someone else?"
The succubus blinked and stared at him.
"I get total love" explained Tsukune, "Really, I do. But my father died when I was little. By all accounts, my parents were total ditzes, absolutely in love with each other. But my mother found someone else in life. Can the succubi not do the same?"
"A destined one is more than a partner. They're more like a genuine soul mate."
"Like a ideal partner?"
Kurumu smiled softly, leaning into Tsukune. The boy did not lean back as she drew closer, though the red on his face was rapidly growing deeper.
"No. Soul to soul. Bared to the deepest essence of the other. If one passes the other dies…it's not something most succubi look for."
"…because you can die?"
"Kind of. It's more the idea of giving yourself so totally to someone that turns most of them off. They don't really get it though. Even my mom doesn't understand it."
The blue haired girl giggled at Moka's jealous expression. She looked to the sky and smiled. It was serene, beauty personified in that moment as the wind caressed her.
"It's not about ownership as it is a ceaseless connection. Bound together by want and desire. I can't see anything more beautiful than that."
"Relationships are forged though," argued Tsukune, "any person you'd want that with would have to build it with you, no?"
Kurumu smiled even deeper, her eyes hypnotically staring into his eyes.
"I know."
The spell was broken as Tsukune smiled back.
"Great. I hope it works out for you!"
Moka snorted as she looked away. The young man stared at the wall across from him, knowing exactly what he did. Kurumu chuckled as she nuzzled his cheek.
"You're adorable!"
The man screeched in shock, making the succubus laugh.
"HA! Even when you know it's coming you still freak out. Seriously!"
Tsukune gripped his fist and stared at her.
"I'll win this at some point!"
Kurumu shrugged.
"Before or after our wedding?"
She cackled as Moka finally stood up. Tsukune was close behind as the three of them began to move outside. The boy moved ahead, focusing entirely on the path forward.
"So," smirked the devil, "any plans for what club you want to join. Like I said, we're following you."
Moka grimaced a bit.
"Hey, none of that he gave you the choice right?"
"…but it affects him too, doesn't it?"
"Of course, it does."
"Than he should have a say as well!"
Tsukune turned to the girls, a confused expression on his face. They waved him off and he shrugged, turning around to focus on the clubs around them.
"Still got to get used to the fact he can't here us, even that close," murmured Kurumu, a devlilish grin on her face, "so much fun I can have with that."
Moka rolled her eyes. However, her new found…uh….friend? Her newfound friend was quick to punce on her. She leaned in close, almost rubbing her cheek to hers.
"Listen, let's stop pretending here. He just wants to spend time with you. He doesn't care what club he joins. Seriously, you're a vampire, not a teenage girl. You can't smell it off him?"
Moka blushed a bit.
"Just because he's attracted to me doesn't mean he has feelings for me. Seriously Kurumu you're acting way too lax here. He's alone…"
It went unsaid that Moka knew exactly how that felt.
"Riiiight," drawled Kurumu, "way I see it he's got it made. He ain't dead and he's got two knockouts looking after him. Besides, I don't mind being attached to his hip all day."
The vampire turned to the succubus with a droll expression.
"What!? I'm serious! He's hilarious. A lot more engaging than the other moronic hornballs."
"You reduced them to that…with your magic."
She smirked.
"You and me both know that's not entirely true."
For all her misgivings about the succubus, Moka could at least admit that much. She was utterly beautiful. Her chest was also awe-inspiring.
"Regardless," muttered the vampire, "he's still just human. How many clubs could we join that wouldn't break him?"
Moka and Kurumu had found themselves deep within the outside reaches of the school. Surrounded by the numerous clubs, Moka's point rang true. So many people were in their true monstrous forms. A fighting club, a Karate club, there was even a godforsaken Demon King club!
"…a fair point," grumbled Kurumu, "not exactly human-friendly here."
Due to the senses of these two, they had little problem discussing Tsukune's human nature. Kurumu could feel the emotional fluctuations while Moka could hear even the smallest little sound. They were fine in the open…at least for now. During a normal school day, the thought of even discussing this outside wouldn't have even been considered.
"Now, what to pick…the swimming club?"
Moka stared at her.
"What? Not all vampires react badly to water."
"Most do. I'm one of them."
"…that must suck. You can at least shower right?"
Moka felt a vein throb.
"I can shower." She growled.
The vampire stiffened as Kurumu wrapped herself around her. Her large chest bounced across Moka's arms.
"Hey, relax. We'll find something."
Moka blushed a little, unused to the contact. She shivered a bit as Kurumu giggled close to her ear.
"You are just adorable!"
She was shoved aside, rather lightly in fact. But the maverick kept goin on, her energy infectious even for the stiff vampire.
"How about the newspaper club. I hear they're always looking for people," supplied Kurumu.
"The newspaper club? Where did you even hear about that?"
"Some dork named Drago. Tried to convince me to join it with him. Apparently they can be quite picky about who they let join. Though I wouldn't join up with him, the man wouldn't stop talking about video games."
Kurumu sighed helplessly.
"Honestly, second you tell a guy you're into RPG's and video games they go nuts. I like them, that's all. Doesn't mean its my whole identity."
Moka stared at her, her face blank…but she didn't judge. The succubus, for all her flirting, was ironically not one to lead people on. At least as far as Moka could tell.
"…sure…let's give it a go."
"Really! That's great! Hey Tsuuuukune!"
The boy turned around and was slammed into Kurumu's chest…again. Moka felt her face becoming hot with both embarrassment and anger. Her poor human found himself at the succubus's machinations, his feeble strength unable to do much against the monster. Kurumu's own blush was apparent, though unseen by Tsukune. The blue-haired devil stared at Moka, before her grin grew even wider. She caressed the boy's head as she walked closer, dragging him along. He didn't seem to resist all that much, but was quick to wiggle out of her grasp after a moment.
"To the Newspaper club!" she declared. Tsukune turned to them, his face shocked.
"The newspaper club? Wait we have a newspaper!?"
Moka couldn't help but giggle at her friend…though the thought of "her human" never seemed to register to her. But it did to inner Moka. The poor rosary had turned from a marble white to a crimson hue in the poor inner girl's embarrassment. Still she followed all the same, her heart aflutter with the thought of friends, however unusual they came to be.
-45 minutes later inside the eastern hallways-
As it would turn out, finding the newspaper club was a lot harder than they thought. There was no direct stall for the club, and it had taken quite a few questions to even find the room for the place, but eventually they found it. Room 314 in the eastern halls. The Yokai Academy was a massive building, as Tsukune came to learn. It had to be, to house students from all over the world. While the school was named after the Japanese term for "monster" it was open worldwide. As such it needed the massive space to house the number of students it had come to carry.
The four "districts" of the schools were usually split between the years. The first years were in the southern wing, second in the eastern wing, third in the northern wing, and fourth years in the western wing. Supposedly the academy also had a secondary campus in the area, one for college and university students. Though the lack of said campus should have debunked such claims.
"I am learning a lot today," muttered the boy.
"There's so much I don't know about the school," agreed Kurumu.
"How can you not know this? Tsukune, I get, but you Kurumu? It was in the school package we received."
The large-chested woman just shrugged and opened the door without knocking.
"Anyone in here."
There, sleeping away with his feet on a desk, was a man. He wore the uniform of a student, but had a strange emblem on his tie.
"A fourth year," smiled Moka, "we must be in the right place."
The poor man was snoring away at the teacher's desk in the corner, leaving the rest of the room open to the trio. Tsukune whistled and the man's eyes snapped open. He stared right at Tsukune and then at Moka and Kurumu. He was a large brunette, only a few inches taller than Tsukune actually. He got up lazily and stared at them. The man was built but lean, something that Tsukune could appreciate must have taken a lot of work. Not everyone's human forms were pretty or fit after all, had to be a reason for it.
"So, new recruits huh? What do you posers want? I already told the last group; this isn't a free pass club. Go back outside and find someplace else."
"Is this the newspaper club?" asked Tsukune.
"Uh huh."
"Then I guess this is the place."
"….is it now?"
The man stood, seemingly towering over the rest of them. He took out a pill bottle and popped it open. He ate two of the strange red pills and then popped out of existence. It was the only way that Tsukune could explain it. It was like they were there and then they weren't. Tsukune felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Well built, shame about the lack of Yokai."
He dispersed again, now face to face with Tsukune.
"I think I get your deal. Not really the fighting type…you seem inquisitive too. I can see you doing well here. It's you two I don't get. Why are two attractive powerhouse ladies like you want to waste time in this club?"
It was said so lazily that even Tsukune realized there was not even a hint of hunger in his words, just genuine confusion.
"I want a club where I can work together with others," explained Moka, "these two are my friends, so I want to be able to work with them without it turning violent."
The man stared at her, his eyes steadily glowing gold. He whistled.
"A vampire…nice. Then a succubus…and then…whatever the hell you are."
Tsukune sighed a bit in relief. The man stretched his shoulders, his eyes fluttering. A deep yawn escaped his maw opening, sticking his tongue out like a dog.
"…ah I'll get chewed out if I don't at least recruit someone. Look, I'll let you guys join, but if your writing sucks or isn't up to par then I'm kicking you out, ok. My friend founded this club and I sure as hell ain't letting anyone ruin its reputation."
He stretched and rolled his neck.
"The names Gin. For a word of warning, I'm a werewolf."
Tsukune blinked.
"A werewolf…please tell me you're more like Van Helsing than twilight."
Gin's skull throbbed with a vein, a husky breath escaping his mouth.
"Which Hellsing version you talking about?"
"…uh…Hugh Jackman?"
Gin blinked… then he smirked at Tsukune, holding his arm out.
"You're all right man. I love that hellsing anime but the way they did their werewolf was so weird. Wasn't expecting some Japanese kid to know some American movies."
"My stepdad is a movie guy, got a whole collection of supernatural films. I must admit I've never even seen a werewolf much less met one…though isn't it against school rules to reveal yourself."
Gin nodded and gestured to Kurumu, who was slightly uncomfortable.
"I do it mostly as a warning. Not everyone is up for working with certain species in close quarters."
"What's wrong?"
"Werewolves are notorious for being one of the strongest monsters in the world," stated Kurumu, swallowing, "they're also…let's just say that they are not the most popular species to mingle with if you're female."
Tsukune blinked and turned to Gin, becoming a little more uncomfortable…but then he crushed it beneath him. He wouldn't judge…not yet anyway.
Gin smiled slightly.
"My species are more akin to wild animals than people, that much is true. Though the whole debacle of conquests isn't really a thing."
Kurumu scoffed.
"Oh, and you're just some prostitute waiting to happen?" smirked Gin.
The succubus stalled… then reluctantly sighed.
"Fair point.
"Still," continued Gin, "to completely ignore my species' history is also stupid. We haven't had a raping nut job in several centuries but our attitudes suck. I don't attribute myself to their stupid philosophy, but my instincts tend to run wild during the full moon. Nothing crazy but I can be a little unbearable with the flirting and whatnot. Becomes hard to focus."
"Oh…wow I didn't think it would be that difficult," admitted Tsukune.
"It normally isn't. Werewolves like me stick home, we don't really venture out. We just let our instincts run free. Honestly, most werewolves are chill but, that doesn't stop the occasional dick from lashing out at others. Anyway, if you're good working with me then welcome aboard. We'll meet tomorrow after school."
Kurumu smiled a bit.
"You're different than the last one I met."
"Who were they?"
"Pardon?"
Gin looked at Kurumu lazily.
"Who were they? We're a pretty interconnected species. We tend to kick out our undesirables. Probably had the misfortune of meeting them."
Kurumu gave Gin a queer look.
"Wouldn't that just feed into the stereotypes."
Gin blinked.
"….huh…never thought of that. Anyway, you smell American. Couldn't have been indigenous tribes, they're polite as can be."
"The hell!?" thought Tsukune, "you can smell stuff like that!? HOW!?"
Kurumu blinked.
"uh…they called themselves the blood moons."
You could feel Gin's utter loathing.
"Oh, not those skin heads. Let me guess, they ride around Las Vegas in their stupid bike gang?"
"That's the one."
"Ignore them. They're filled with omegas who couldn't cut it to be pack mates. Too weak to worry about."
"How strong are you?" asked Moka, a strange glint in her eyes, her Rosary's eye blazing a crimson red.
Gin looked her up and down. His eyes glowed gold with a tinge of red. The poor girl blushed a bit, covering her rosary.
"Was that inner Moka just now?"
"I'd kill you in a heartbeat. Easily."
"You're an Alpha," smirked Moka…no….Inner Moka. Everyone turned to the rosary that was now speaking. Poor outer Moka trying to smother the rosary.
"Oh, a sealed vampire. You must be an Akashiya. The only family of vampires I know that are too strong to have only one personality. Must suck."
Gin's eyes turned a slight red as he stared into Moka's rosary.
"….you're a true alpha," stated the rosary, "thought your kind were usually killed the moment they were born?"
Gin shrugged.
"What can I say, my mom is awesome. She's the third year gym coach, let her know I said hi if you ever talk to her."
"…uh…sure," said Tsukune.
The man yawned and cracked his neck.
"I'll see you guys tomorrow. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a nap to get to. You'll stay on as provisional members for the next issue. If you do well I'll keep you full-time. Don't worry if you fail, the school has a safety net for club members who get kicked out."
"Uh…alright."
Gin sat down…and promptly fell asleep. His head fell back over his chair, his mouth open to the world as he snored.
"…so…that's a werewolf? Seems…duller than I expected them to be."
Moka stared at the rosary. It flickered a bit before the strange eye settled on Tsukune. Outer Moka smiled a bit, feeling her inner's emotions. She was feeling haughty right now, enjoying the presence of mind to discuss things with another. Especially about the topic of strength.
"A true Alpha, like Gin, is a genuine rarity. Werewolves, by their very nature, are pack animals. On their own, they can be quite strong, but in a pack, their Yokai grows exponentially. The larger the pack, the greater their power. A standard Alpha is a single werewolf that stands at the head of the pack, a conduit for their power. A representative if you will."
"That sounds broken."
"There are limitations obviously. An Alpha can never truly embody the full might of their pack. They're usually just the strongest member, but they can be taken down, even by lesser werewolves. But a true Alpha is different. They can devour the strength of those they kill and add it to their own, forever. It's a vampiric ability and has caused a great deal of discussion regarding the origins of werewolves."
Tsukune nodded along, appreciating Inner Moka's history lesson.
"But it's the fact that their power is solely their own that really separates them. They can sever and connect with other werewolves at will. The idea that someone can sever such bonds is something that werewolves as a whole arbour with a vengeance."
"That seems incredibly stupid,"
Moka shrugged as her rosary continued.
"Every species on this earth has its quirks. Werewolves are connected deeply in a way that not many can understand, it wouldn't be strange to call it a spiritual connection. I don't know the specifics, but they consider true alphas to be…unnatural. Hence the infanticide."
"Cool…but then why did you seem so surprised to see Gin? Do they really kill their kids at birth for something like that?"
Moka bit her lip. But her rosary eventually answered.
"You would be surprised at the lengths Yokai will go for what they perceive as the proper order of things. The werewolves are considered tame in comparison to other species. As a vampire, I am an S-rank monster. A super monster. Gin is my equal in potential in that regard. An excellent steppingstone for my own development."
Tsukune laughed weakly at Inner Moka's dialogue. It was all so fascinating but at the same time incredibly creepy.
"Well at least we have a club."
The poor boy's face went red as Kurumu crushed him into her breasts again.
"AWESOME! Now we can hang out together more often. Isn't that great!"
Tsukune sighed as the scent filled his nose, but he was quick to regain his senses. He carefully removed himself from the girl's grasp and smiled awkwardly.
"Are you always so affectionate?"
He hoped she was. At least then it would explain-
"NOPE!"
…Oh sweet Jesus.
"uhhhhhhhhhh….."
Kurumu giggled as she looked at Moka. The poor vampire was blushing slightly and glared at her.
"Look, I like you, both of you! You're all so fun! I get that it can be a little confusing emotionally, especially for you Tsukune. You don't seem to have much experience with girls, do you?"
Tsukune was not some child that would bristle at the accusation. It was true after all. He had been flirted at obviously, just not so blatantly.
"Not really no," chuckled the young man, "I..can't help but wonder what this is all about?"
"Getting to know you, silly boy. I think you're exactly what I'm looking for in a partner."
"….uh…WOW. Um…HAHAHA."
The blue-haired girl snickered as the poor boy's face went crimson. After everything she did, this is what it took to completely unravel the seemingly unfazable Tsukune. SCORE.
"But we're not very close, I know that much. I genuinely don't know you all that well and I want to get to know you more. I don't feel that special connection, but I also don't want to spend the entirety of our friendship with this hiding in the corner so to speak. So, yea, I have an interest in you Tsukune. Whether that becomes romantic or not…we'll see."
Tsukune collected himself and took a breath.
"I…don't really get it…but if this is the way you guys do things, I guess I'll just roll with the flow."
"Roll with the flow!? Damnit me! Fuck it, roll with it!"
"I can't promise I'll feel the same though…is that all right?"
"Of course, it is!" she laughed, "we've barely known each other for a week!? What kind of nut job asks to be going steady with someone they don't know? I don't even know if I want to date you. But that's the fun of it all! The exploration, the feelings!"
The succubus spun around a random pillar, her tongue out at the boy and vampire.
"Besides lover boy…I'm not the only-GRK!"
Kurumu felt the full weight of Moka's Yokai crushing over her as the poor vampire blushed a storm.
"…uh…what were you saying?"
She chuckled at the poor oblivious boy. It was so much fun to tease these two! Nothing made her feel as good as teasing some beautiful people. Moka, obviously, was drop-dead gorgeous. Her skin was flawless, her eyes and hair were so beautiful, and her voice was melodic. Her inner self brought a different, darker, kind of satisfaction for Kurumu. It was what made teasing her so sweet.
Tsukune on the other hand was a different sort. He looked…average, to some. His body was incredibly fit for a human. Chiselled in all the right places for her without being an overbearing muscle head. His hair was plain and his face cute. But it was that self-confidence that really drew Kurumu in. The way he was assured in his every step, the way he knew who he was without a second thought. His courage and kindness were just so damn sexy! Honestly, the room was starting to get a little hot just hanging with these two, just the way she liked it. She desired them, there was no doubt about it. The real question…was in what way? After all, there was a difference between love and lust. A difference between the romantic and the platonic. She may be a flirting machine, but Kurumu was no fool. She would be certain before discussing anything or exploring things further. Still…
Their blushes were just too cute damnit! Sue her for wanting to see it more. Before they could stop her she leaned back.
"I think I've overstayed," she cooed, "have fun love birds!"
"KURUMU!"
She cackled away, falling over the open window beside her pillar. With a flutter of wings she was gone.
"Honestly!" squeled Moka, her poor face a mess, "can she not do that!?"
Moka felt her friend rub her back soothingly.
"There there…at least you're not alone in her torment."
Moka gave him a sheepish glare.
"Doesn't seem to torment you that much."
"Not gonna lie, it's enjoyable. I uh…I'm not a saint damnit don't look at me like that!"
Moka felt a dark hunger thrum in her stomach. She was hungry but…not? Her rosary, once a shining marble white, was now flush crimson. Unbeknownst to the boy, a war raged within Moka.
"That insignificant worm!" growled Inner Moka, "how dare he ignore us for that…that…that Harlot!"
"Really? That's what this is about? After all your senseless pouting about him being beneath us?"
"I was not pouting!"
"I like him…I know you do too. We may be different but we are intertwined. We may react differently to it but we feel the same core emotions. Stop acting like a damn kid in the playground!"
"What would you know of playgrounds!? You never even been to one!"
"It's a figure of speech and you know it! GAH! You're impossible…."
"Wait…don't you dare!"
"…why shouldn't we?"
"…what?"
"Why? What's stopping us?"
"The insanity of it, that's what! We've known him for barely a month! A relationship with him is just…no!"
"Didn't realize you were thinking that far ahead. Has someone been…fantasizing?"
"You! He's….he's human."
"…oh just be honest with yourself! You're worried we'll hurt him."
"I…."
"Show some courage damnit!"
"FUCK FINE!"
Moka blinked, making Tsukune stare at her for her prolonged silence.
"You uh….you alright?"
He was of course ignored. Moka's eyes widened bit by bit as Inner Moka went off.
"II want him! I hunger for him even now, to put my hand around his throat and claim him as my own, regardless of how insipidly insane it is!? He is MINE, I want him to be MINE…is that what you wanted to hear!? That I desire him not as food but as something more? So what if the desire is there? Have you even considered the ramifications our situations could be having on him you ridiculous airhead? How much of his emotions are influenced by the severity of his situation? Is his lust genuine or born from the dependence on us as his protector? Are we taking advantage of him, in our position of power? Would he feel compelled to comply with our desires? There's just so much to consider and you seem to not…hello? Are you listening to me? You have some nerve! You've demanded I explain myself to you emotionally for years and now that I've done so you're ignoring me!? Hey! Stop!"
Tsukune blinked at Moka's slowly reddening eyes. She looked around, the dead silence of the halls eerie. Even after three weeks, this wasn't something the human boy had gotten used to yet.
"You ok Moka? Is everything alright between you and…inner? Does she have another name because I feel that might be a little demeaning."
"Tsukune."
"Uh…yea?"
"I'm…feeling hungry…do you mind?"
The boy blinked. She seemed…calm…focused.
"Uh…sure."
"…you're ok with this right?"
"Hm?"
"This, all of this."
Moka placed her hand on his neck, stepping forward into his space. He stepped back a bit in response.
"You mean the blood-draining thing? I admit it's not…the most hygienic thing…but honestly it's not too bad."
Moka took another step, with Tsukune stepping back slightly. There was no fear in his retreat, mostly confusion. He shivered a bit as Moka caressed his neck with her nails.
"Are you sure? I don't want you to feel as if you have to indulge me so often. I…I don't want you to feel forced to do anything with me…ever. So please, tell me if I ever make you uncomfortable…ok?"
She received a warm smile that eased her worries.
"Of course," said Tsukune, "I'd tell you right away Moka. It's all so weird but…I've come to enjoy our little bits of intamcy….wait! Sorry I totally meant something else by…that…"
His back was to the wall as the slightly shorter girl pressed herself agaisnt him. She stood on her toes as she licked his neck. The cold feeling of it sending shivers down his spine. She kissed his neck and bit in slowly. She was usually a quick drinker, taking heavy gulps. But today she was slow, methodical. She usually also hugged him…but her hands were elsewhere. Her left hand trailed her fingers through his hair, slowly rubbing into his scalp in a, dare he say it, loving way. Her right hand found it's way under his shirt. Tsukune stiffed as her hand settled on his hip, her thumb rubbing his skin. It didn't go anywhere else. She withdrew her fangs slowly but licked his open wound. Moka bit her lip, drawing blood. The blood trickled to her tongue, which she than licked on his neck.
The entire time to boy was staring straight ahead with the world's most awkward boner. Tsukune thanked every deity he could think of that Moka couldn't feel between his legs right now. He would have been mortified at his lack of self control. God damnit they were friends…this was obviously something friends did…together…
Oh fuck that shit, something was up! This was NOT FRIENDLY BEHAVIOUR! Tsukune looked down as Moka stared up at him. Her eyes were hooded as the her hand stopped running through his hair and instead traced his lips using her thumb. She hissed a bit.
"Kurumu has been scenting you all day. I had enough of her staking a claim that isn't just hers to make."
Tsukune blinked.
"…say wah?"
Moka smiled.
"You don't have to worry about it right now. I know this is confusing. It is for me to. No matter what I just want you to know that I care about you, as a friend. Whatever…this is…I enjoy it. I enjoy spending time with you…I enjoy the way you make me feel like I'm…me. Honestly, even Kurumu is growing on me a bit…still."
Her grip tightened. Her right hand placed itself on his throat. Her grip increased but he could still breathe without a problem. Moka's reddish eyes blazed crimson and her voice grew husky as her hand drifted from his throat and raked her fingers down his chest.
"She needs to know her place."
The poor boy just nodded. Whatever took hold of her slowly diminished as Moka smiled in victory…a smile that turned sheepish… then embarrassed… then completely and utterly mortified. She swallowed thickly as could no longer maintain eye contact with him.
"I'm…I'm going back to my dorm. BYE!"
She dispersed in a cloud of dust (shame) leaving the human male completely out of his depth. With a pop Gin was beside him, his grin wide. He seemed more awake than before.
"Before you say anything, I didn't see shit. Not that I had to with all her scent marking going on. Damn kid, good on you! Not many can say they had the attention of such beautiful women."
Gin turned to the boy and blinked. He frowned a bit as he snapped his fingers in front of the younger club member. The boy was outright catatonic.
"…holy shit you're out cold. Not that I blame yea. A human like you in a school like this? Having the attention of one beauitufl woman can be intoxicating enough, but two."
The werewolf whistled and smiled. HE frowned a bit further. At the lack of Tuskune's reaction.
"I was joking before but damn you're out. Ah, it's all right little brother, Gin here's got your back. Don't need you getting wrecked like that last kid. You'd think the principal would have learned by now, but NOOO he keeps letting in random kids hoping one of you would stick. It's actually surprising none of them have died. Getting sick and tired of his bullshit, whatever he's pulling. Just a few more months Gin and you'll graduate and be on your way to her…ahh."
Gin grinned down at Tsukune.
"Thanks, kid, you're a good listener. All right, let's head on out."
The werewolf picked the younger boy up and began bringing him back to the dorm in record time. While their Gin transformed, the hulking mass of his form was unseen by anyone as he travelled around Tsukune's dorm room. The room was rather easier to find due to his incredible senses. A few scratch markings here, a few old symbols there, and viola, Gin's work was done.
"Hopefully that will hold," grumbled the werewolf, "anyways, get some sleep champ, lord knows you'll need it for what those girls will put you through. If you think human chicks are nuts, just wait. Never thought I'd see the day an actual love triangle happened. You three are so screwed!"
The werewolf kept laughing to himself the whole time as he left the room, his scent and power completely absent. No one, not even the human boy he carried, would ever know he was there. As for Tsukune himself, he remembered nothing of Gin as he awoke in his bed the next day. Instead, he was freaking out as all young people do.
"THEY LIKE ME!?"
-MEANWHILE-
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
The bus driver let out a puff of smoke as he stared at Mikogami.
"Have you ever considered the idea that your habit of spying on your students is both unethical and genuinely creepy?"
"NOPE! OH, I needed that! Issa Shuzen is going to lose it! But serves the bastard right all things considered."
Another puff of smoke.
"Aren't you the least bit concerned about Ms. Akashiya's rosary? It's already starting to break down."
The cigar in his hand almost snapped at the priest's innocent shrug.
"No clue. Might be true love or some other garbage I couldn't be bothered to ward the rosary against. Besides the two Moka's are old enough to handle the overflow of their power anyway. Wasn't meant to be a permanent thing."
"…isn't the rosary meant to maintain her dark power? Prevent the unstoppable might of Alucard himself from rampaging into the world?"
Mikogami's shit-eating grin remained even as his eyes blinked.
"….who the actual fuck would seal that monstrosity behind a rosary? That a person would wear? I mean to even make it work I'd have to merge Akasha with her daughter sometime down the line to shove it in something so small. You know how much work that is? Easier to just seal it in a larger object and chuck it into a void dimension where the concept of time is null. What do you take me for, an impatient man-child?
"Yes."
"Fair but not the point. I didn't do that. I like Moka, I wouldn't subject that girl to being a wardan…at least without a good reason anyway."
"…is that not what you did? The Rosary of Judgement? Is that not what is around her neck?"
"The Rosary of Judgement is massive, for starters. Not designed for a wearer in the first place. As for Ms. Moka's inner self, that's simply a by-product of her immense power. A commonality for the Akashiya vampires. Being born Shinso vampires ensures that their biology can be…in flux. The rosary just prevents the two minds from clashing against each other and accidentally killing themselves. Imagine her mother's surprise when I learned to fix that issue!"
Mikogami whipped out another bottle from seemingly nowhere.
"I got their superb blood wine for life thanks to that! A glass?"
He poured his friend a glass even as he continued speaking.
"But you used the Rosary of Judgement. Does it not require a warden?
"Nope!"
"But…that ritual? You bound it to-"
"Full of shit. Meant to lead people off from attempting to find the place I shoved that weirdo into."
A creepy chuckle echoed through the room as the bus driver slapped his knee.
"Amazing! Still though, the idea that you would seal it under the school grounds is a little concerning."
Mikogami titled his head.
"…Do I genuinely come off as a complete idiot Nurari? Be honest."
"Yes, without a shadow of a doubt."
"Your lack of faith disturbs me."
"You are an absurdly powerful dark lord who spends his merriment being a troll of epic proportions who throws random human children into his school of flesh-eating monsters in the hope that one of them may very well be the bridge to co-existence. So yes, I consider you an idiot."
Mikogami shrugged helplessly.
"Eh, they'll walk it off. None of them died yet!"
"Resurrecting them from hell with a mind wipe is not at all surviving the experience."
"Eh, they got better. Besides, what's locked here is just a pass into the dimension that Alucard is sealed in, a fake one at that."
"…why?"
"For redundancies obviously. Can you imagine the face of the idiots who come crashing into the school, hoping to free Alucard and getting dick all for their trouble? Classic."
"You really are the devil."
"Praise me more!"
After their laughter died down the bus driver became a bit more serious.
"So…he's lasted longer than most of your previous attempts. What are your plans for the boy, Mikogami?"
The sheer demonic grin he got back in return made even Nurari tilt back.
"Poor kid."
The two friends kept laughing in the headmaster's office, sharing their glass of blood wine.
"…so when are we going to tell her mother?"
"Oh never, I'd rather fight Alucard again than listen to her squeal about her kid's first crush. As fun as it would be to watch Issa get destroyed for attempting to intervene in Moka's life, I much prefer my own batch of insanity over hers, thank you."
Thus concluded Mikogami's traditional hang-out with his friend. A couple of drinks and laughs at the particular hijinks of a human boy in a monster school…the poor bastard.
God speed little buddy.
-END CHAPTER-
As I hope is abundantly clear at this point, canon just took a hard left turn into the "FUCK CANON" category. Gonna be messing with so many canon events Miguel O Hara himself will have to stop me. Now, I hope you all enjoyed the chapter as much as we enjoyed creating it!
P.S This is a bit steamier than I (WyteWulf) typically write. I don't plan to delve into the M-rated category of lemons, but I want to make it clear that desire is a genuine concept in this, something they both control and are controlled by. Nothing worse than reading fifty chapters of NOTHING going on. I hope you enjoy all their awkward hijinks! I did my best to keep the soul of these characters, even with their more fleshed-out backgrounds.