"And the road becomes my bride

I am stripped of all but pride

So in her I do confide

And she keeps me satisfied"

"You sing that song an awful lot, and for some reason it never quite sounds right coming from your tongue," a golden female figure sat on the edge of Utsuki's desk as the girl went over disciplinary reports from the week.

"It was the first song that Tekeshi ever sang to me. That horrible day last summer when we went shopping in Father's car. It was one I never cared as much for, it was good and all, I just preferred "One" out of all that Metallica sang," Utsuki said as she rocked her head to work a kink out of her neck.

The figure looked at her with a barely visible questioning look, "I have no clue who that is."

"Sorry Jakkasu, I forget you don't just like invading a person's mind completely. Ugh, why is it there are more incidents coming from the human guys, than the yokai? Did Father literally go hunting for the most perverted assholes he could find to bring here? I don't know how the hell I am going to be able to do anything with all these reports. I just want to go have a hot bath, and a nice cold glass of blood," the girl buried her face in her arms.

"There there. It isn't that bad, and you haven't had to kill anyone. I don't know how you haven't killed anyone, but I'm proud of you at least," the golden woman smiled.

"Says the person whose name literally translates to jackass. Didn't you once spend a week phrasing everything you said as a dick joke," a single carmine eye fixed itself on the woman.

Jakkasu's smile just got bigger, "You try being trapped inside a sword for thousands of years. I take my fun wherever I can get it."

Utsuki stood from her desk and looked out over the dead trees that surrounded the school. Why had she even taken over this job. The last person had been found out for blackmailing girls to give him naked pictures of them, in fact having been made physically unable by Karasu for trying, and Utsuki just stepped up and said she would do it. Now she spent most of her time outside of class in this office.

This would have been a really good position for Tekeshi. He always cared about people, even if he didn't have a reason too. He may have seemed like he was cold and uncaring, but he would go to bat for anyone that needed it. He also was way more intimidating than she was, and might not have to actually beat people unconscious with Jakkasu as often.

"He will come back 'Suki. You know he will. You shouldn't think of him in the past tense in any way. He has the potential to be stronger than my son ever could have been. He will return, and he is probably going to leave you unable to walk for a week. As long as you two can sneak off campus," the goddess said.

"He better. I'm getting tired of dealing with that myself, and I just can't bring myself to take Kari up on her offer to help," Utsuki made a fake pout as she crossed her arms.

"I blocked everything out right before you two actually started, but your first time was probably the most romantic that has ever been. I really think you should take up poetry. Or just keep hitting things, you are just way too good at that."

Utsuki blushed so deep she felt lightheaded, "Oh god, It is still embarrassing to know that you heard all of that. I feel like such a dork. I liked it, even if I was hurting for a day or two after, but I didn't want anyone else to know about all of that."

"Feelings of love and lust like that, are nothing to be embarrassed about. They are natural. Even I felt them for a human. Granted I screwed things us so badly when I did it, but your expression of your feelings for Tekeshi, was so pure. Never feel bad about that, and always keep it as a memory for when you are at your worst," Jakkasu stood and moved to embrace the girl.

A hug from Jakkasu, was a strange thing. It gave such a feeling of peace, and warmth. To Utsuki, the only thing better, was a kiss from Tekeshi.

A knock came from the door. Utsuki rolled her eyes, not happy for the interruption. She had forgotten that she had an interview with a girl that was hoping to join the Public Safety Commission. It was strange that a human was interested, but Mother had said it would be good if she could be given some role, even if it wasn't so front line.

"Enter." Utsuki called without turning from the window.

The girl came in. She wasn't impressive physically. She was a little short and scrawny. So she definitely wasn't going to be confronting peeping toms. She might be the solution to one of Utsuki's problems though.

"Uh, I'm Kimura Fumiko. I, uh, uh, I was wanting to join the PSC," confidence was not something that she engendered.

"Please sit, Miss Kimura. You don't have to feel nervous. Please, tell me why you wish to join us, and what it is you think we do," Utsuki still didn't turn from the window, but she watched the girl's reflection in the glass.

"Uh, you, uh, you handle student discipline for anything that doesn't rate bad enough to warrant staff intervention. I want to join, tohelpbuildmyselfconfidence," Utsuki finally turned on hearing the rapid fire closing to Fumiko's answer.

She had to shake her head, "I am afraid that you are somewhat mistaken. This isn't a school like you have attended most of your life. At one point in time, it wasn't uncommon for students to be killed and eaten here. Thankfully, that was a rarity by the time I first came here last year. We handle the investigation, and punishment of those students who constitute a threat to the student body. Either through being disruptive, depraved, or dangerous. Most of our issues now, are male students spying on female areas. Locker rooms, bathing areas, and at times even attempting to break into female dorm rooms to attack the occupants. In my short tenure, I have even had to deal with a prostitution ring, and no, I am not exaggerating or making a joke."

The girl's eyes were the size of saucers, "So cool. So you are more like a full on police force, than hall monitors?"

"Essentially, yes. That is an accurate way to phrase it. We are even permitted to carry weapons by the administration, though that is primarily restricted to bokken. If you are permitted to join, you would need to begin training with the kendo club in order to learn the basics. However, I believe that I will most likely assign you to clerical tasks, if I do permit you to join. Now Kimura-san, I believe that you said at a break neck pace you wanted to join to help, build your confidence. Is this true," Utsuki walked behind her desk to sit.

"Yes, Ma'am. My older brother once told me the best way to embolden yourself, was to put yourself in a position that you didn't have a choice. I'm, a little bit of a coward. I never really had to worry about anything. I was my parents' favorite, and they almost didn't let me come here. I don't like who I am, and I want to make myself better," the girl did her best to assert herself, but the ways her knees were trembling gave away her real feelings.

Utsuki had to chuckle a little bit. She could somewhat understand the girl's reasoning, but the Public Safety Commission was not the best place to build your self image. However, Mother did want the girl involved somehow.

Utsuki reached over and picked up Fumiko's file. Typically a student wouldn't have access to school records like that, but this wasn't a typical situation. The girl was what one would expect with her appearance and presentation. She was below average in athletics, way below average in any subject that required heavy student participation, but she excelled academically.

She shifted an eye up to take in the girl's appearance better. She had black hair, in a neat bob. She didn't wear glasses, but with Utsuki's vision, the outline of a contact lens was incredibly obvious. She was definitely cute, but not enough that she was going to attract to much male atten- what was hanging from her chest.

Utsuki looked down at her own breasts, and then up to Fumiko's. The girl across from her was smaller, but her boobs were gigantic. How had she not noticed that when she walked through the door. Her posture wasn't great, so it must have hid them until she jutted them out trying to seem more confident. How did this work, half her body weight had to have been boob.

"Uh, Kimura-san, I do say that your physical bus- I mean your physical build, doesn't give me much confidence in you being able to handle a sword if it was needed, nor to move fat, I mean fast. I jug-st, I'm just not sure that, oh screw it. How big are your tits? I mean, I can barely see your body behind them. How can you stand upright," Utsuki lost her battle.

"Uh, why, uh, waaaaaaaaaa," Fumiko broke down in tears.

Utsuki cringed. She hadn't meant to make the girl cry. She was starting to see what Karasu meant by her breast obsession getting to be unhealthy. It wasn't like she was flat chested herself, though, she definitely looked it next to this girl.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I have a bit of an insecurity, and I just can't help myself at times. Pleas-... What the hell was that," a lound thundering sound came from the direction of the tunnel leading out of the campus.

Utsuki grabbed Jakkasu from a rack behind her chair. The girl being offended could wait, this had the potential to be extremely dangerous to the school. Plus it would give Fumiko a chance to calm down.

Utsuki went to run from the room when she noticed a couple of shapes heading for her window at an extremely high speed. She threw herself over Fumiko the millisecond she realized that she didn't have time to open the window. Glass flew all over the room as the pane was impacted.

Utsuki stood up to see a completely terrified Harumi and Machiko shivering on her floor, "What the Hell is wrong with you two? I have a door on my office. Why did you come through a closed window?"

"SOMEONE JUST TRIED TO KILL US WITH A CAR," they answered at full volume together.

Utuski blinked,"What?"

"SOMEONE JUST TRIED TO KILLS US WITH A CAR," they repeated, not lowering their voice any.

"No, I think everyone on the campus heard that. Would you breathe and calm down," she bent down next to them.

"CALM DOWN? WE ALMOST DIED? WE ALMOST GOT AXED BY A LEXUS? YOU WANT US TO CALM DOWN," this was completely unproductive, but also wasn't going to end anytime soon either.

"Oh for the love of. Ok, Tits McGee, if you want to join up with the Public Safety Commission, your first job is to shut up, and take care of these two. You two, stay here. I can't believe it. Harumi, you are an actual soldier. I have watched you kill people, and you act like this after nearly getting run over. Why am I your friend," Utsuki was over this now.

"BECAUSE YOU BANG MY COUSIN. ALSO THAT WAS A WAR, THIS IS SCHOOL. WE ARE SUPPOSED TO BE CUTE SCHOOLGIRLS HERE,"at least Machiko had stayed silent this time.

Utsuki shook her head as she left. She had a much better relationship with Harumi now, but that girl had something seriously wrong with her. Her claws were literally sharp enough to slice and dice an armored car.

She fast walked through the hallways. There were student starting to fill the halls, so running would have been an exercise in futility. While she was extremely powerful, she wasn't that commanding in her stature. So people didn't just part ways for her, in fact it was usually the opposite due to her looks.

She started having to push her way through the crowd. She already knew she wasn't loud enough to be heard, so she didn't try to yell for everyone to return to class. She felt a hand cup her left buttcheek, and came around with a knee, leaving the perpetrator unable to breath as the pain in his testicles took him to the floor. The only person that had permission to grab her ass out of nowhere, well there were two, but the only one she wanted doing it was Tekeshi.

"'Suki, there you are. Do you know what happened," Asusa came pushing her way through, leaving more than a few hands encased in blocks of ice from their attempts at groping her.

"No clue. Harumi and Machiko came through the window of my office panicking, and yelling that someone tried to kill them with a car. I'm going to investigate now," Utsuki called back to her, as she handed out more punishment to gropers.

Truth be told, it wasn't that much different from when classes let out at the end of the day. Utsuki had become a master of walnut cracking without Tekeshi being there to intimidate people. The other girls had their own ways, except Machiko. There were rumors that Machiko was actually teaching lessons on proper groping techniques. Utsuki hadn't found any proof, but the second she did, she was going to come up with the worst possible punishment you could for a pervert of that caliber.

They finally made it out of the building. The Mongrels were coming around the side of the building at the same time and fell in beside them. Amazingly, the humans held much in the way of respect from most of the other students. They were the only regular humans that had fought in a battle against Fairy Tale. They were actually considered an unofficial arm of the Public Safety Commission.

It took them several minutes to reach the site o f the wreck. Three bodies were strewn, cuts covering them. Them must have been thrown through the windows of the vehicle when it hit. It was a reminder of why seatbelts were so important. One man was starting to move a little, though it was obvious he was in major pain.

"Who the Hell are these dumbasses. To come speeding in like that at a bus stop," Black said looking at them.

Utsuki wasn't paying attention though. She was looking at a car that had just parked a little ways back. It was horrible looking, with what looked like scabbing all over the front end of it. It was painted black, and she could see someone moving behind the wheel.

"I think I know why they were driving that fast. I don't think it is anything good," Utsuki brought Jakkasu to where she could get her hand on the tsuka of the blade.

She watched as a large man dressed all in black stepped out. There was something about him that felt, familiar, but she couldn't place it definitively. She pulled the sword as she noticed the gun in his hand.

"LEAVE AT ONCE, YOU ARE NOT WELCOME OR PERMITTED TO BE HERE," Utsuki yelled as loud as she could.

The man ignored her. She could here the Mongrels yelling for him to leave behind her. Something told her that he wasn't going to leave.

"LEAVE NOW. IT IS NOT AN OPTION. DO..." she went silent as the gun came up and sprayed a load of buckshot across the injured man's back.

It didn't take any brainpower to know that the man was dead. His attacker kept walking forward though, approaching the car. She didn't know why.

The man fired into the trunk, and the lid sprung up. He just stood there, looking in at a case like it was the most precious thing in the world. He had to be taken into custody, he had to be dealt with by someone way above her.

She stepped forward and hovered the boshi of the blade near his eye. For some reason she couldn't speak though. Something wouldn't let her.

She watched him shift his sight, and look down her blade, and then up her body. It was almost like he knew her, or liked what he saw at least. She didn't recognize him though. His long silver hair obscured much of his face, so she couldn't get a clear look.

He reached up with the back of his hand, and simply moved the sword to the side. She couldn't move. His hand reached for her neck, he was going to strangle her, why couldn't she stop him? Two fingers were placed on the bottom of her chin.

The man bent down to her. Oh no, he was a rapist, and he was powerful enough that he didn't even have to worry about an audience. His face approached hers.

She knew the lips once they touched hers. There was no other feeling like this. She couldn't believe it. She couldn't close her eyes, and her heart stopped as the silver hair drew shorter, and brown and pink faded into it.

A gust of wind kicked up, and the large hat took to the air, and the hair was blown back from his face.

"You don't know how much I missed you 'Suki," were the first words she heard Tekeshi speak in months.