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Rosario + Vampire: Harem and a Vampire	By : Roadkill47 Category: +M to R > Rosario Vampire Views: 18234 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I make no money from the writing of this story. All characters and locations of Rosario+Vampire belong to Ikeda Akihisa.

Chapter List
- 7
- 8
Real life tends to get in the way.

XXX
A young woman with pale blue hair was skipping down the hallway. As she moved the buxom woman’s breasts bounced with her strides. “I have just enough time for a quick change and then go back to the kitchen, Tsukune will LOVE the lunch I am going to make for us!”

Kurumu open the door to her room and then slid to a halt, “What are you doing in my room?”

Sitting on the center of the large bed was another of Tsukune’s fiancées Mizore. The Snow-Fairy was in the center of the bed with her legs hugged up against her chest. Slowly Mizore looked up, there were faint rings around her eyes and her normally reserved expression was fatigued. “I had a favor to ask… its about Tsukune…”

The last few days the thought of another threesome had been rolling around in Kurumu’s head and she assumed that this was what Mizore was asking about, “Last time was really exciting, I think Tsukune would love it if we were both with him tonight. He acts so embarrassed but he is really a tiger between the sheets!”

When Mizore didn’t respond, Kurumu took a good luck at her friend and became worried, “Whats wrong?”

Indecision warred within Mizore, just agree with Kurumu’s suggestion a voice of doubt whispered to her.

“Mizore?”

Hearing the concerned tone in her friend made things even worse.

“Whats wrong Mizore?”

“You and Tsukune should have children now…”

Kurumu does a double take, “What?!”

“I am serious... you were his first… you should give him his first child…”

“What the hell brought this on!?” Kurumu stands up shocked, “You were the one chasing after Tsukune to get you pregnant!”

Mizore turned away saying nothing but the hallow look in her eyes spoke volumes.

“Whats behind this Mizore?”

At last the dam burst, “I may never have children but you can have them anytime you want!”

“Mizore…”
“Being a mother is the most important thing a Snow-Fairy can be!”

“I am not standing in your way!”

Some of the fight left Mizore, “I know you aren’t stopping Tsukune and I having children… but maybe if you two have one first…”

XXX

Feeling frustrated and tired Yukari slammed the phone down. Again, her attempt to get ahold of Moka, either Moka had failed. The servants wouldn’t let Moka speak to Yukari and there was no proof that they passed on the messages.

Returning to her room Yukari slumped down at her desk. The book of summoning she had acquired from the deep archives sat there. Absently the young witch started to flip through the pages. Arcane text filled the pages along with drawings of hideous minions of the lower planes. The drawing on one page caught Yukari’s eyes and she shuddered, the title read, “The Brides of Hell”. Nude or nearly nude women were being forced by demons. The ritual would summon demons to attack women, as part of the demon’s payment they would take the women back to hell to slack their lust upon them. Yukari suppressed a shudder and slammed the book close, “What was I thinking when I got this damned book! I couldn’t do THAT to Kurumu, Mizore and Ruby they are my friends…”

Yukari then tossed the book in the trash can next to her desk.

XXX

Deep within the bowels of the academy a decrepit old man watched the scene play out via his crystal ball. “Ah my sweet young thing… its not so easy…” The old wizard kept his watch, waited till the young witch fell asleep. Then with a few words of power the magic tome in Yukari’s room floated from the trash can, returned to the desk and flipped open back to the “Brides of Hell”

Next morning as Yukari wakes next morning she stretches. It’s the start of another day at the academy, another day alone. Maybe today she will be able to get a hold of Moka. As Yukari heads towards the door of her room she pauses. The book she dumped the night before sits open on her desk, the chapter “Brides of Hell” looks out. Yukari flees the room in horror.

XXX

Castle Shuzen was built in the style of European Castle of the 18^th or 19^th century. Showing a fortress heritage but the defenses were more a statement of style rather than function. Within one of the many rooms was a magical phone that connected the pocket realm to the real world and carefully Miyabi Fujisaki sat the phone back down into its receiver. Some might assume he was carefully with the antique phone. The reality was Miyabi was enraged. He had been reduced to common lacky! All because of that son of bitch Tsukune Aono! All of his plans for the future had come to a spectacular end. No realm of his own… the little snow-fairy slut meant nothing to Miyabi. His eye had been on Lord Shuzen’s daughter Bitaasu for a mate. All of that was now lost.

A brief walk took the younger Vampire to Lord Shuzen’s presence. The elder vampire lord quickly reviewed the message from the witch brat back at Yokai Academy that for reasons most of household failed to understand was a ‘friend’ of Lady Moka. Today unlike before Shuzen allowed the message to be passed on.

More walking brought Miyabi to the suits of Lady Moka. An even bigger surprise was the door was opened by the pink persona rather than the lord’s true daughter. “Yes?” The young woman was very polite to the servants and hesitant with everyone else.

“There is a message for you from one of your classmates.”

A hesitant smile greets Miyabi as he hands over the message. An obvious thought occurs to Miyabi to get back at the bastard LORD Tsukune Aono. Before the battle the pink haired persona had been closest to Aono. Maybe there was an opening here?

XXX

A group of four teens walks across the Snow-Fairy village. At the center of the group is young man and around him are three young women. The oldest of the four, the woman with green hair is talking to the others.

“A key fact of vampire life is the fact that bloodlines and clan membership all relationships between vampires and other monsters.”

Curious Tsukune asks, “Why, a Vampire is a Vampire, right?”

“While it is true that all vampires share certain powers, like strength, speed, regeneration, extreme longevity and a need for blood there are other powers that only certain vampires have.”

Thinking back to a time at Yoki Academy Tsukune frowns, “You mean like my ability to charm others?”

Kurumu and Mizore trade looks at the statement as it’s the first either has heard of that.

“Charm, shapeshifting, animal control, animal possession, invisibility and several others abilities are possible. How did you discovery your charm ability, is that how you bewitched all of these women?”

Mizore doesn’t say anything but her glare speaks for her. The idea that her love of and with Tsukune was anything other than natural was deeply insulting.

Tsukune feeling very uncomfortable coughs a few times. “Ruby has a book and it listed vampire powers; charm was one of them I tried it and it worked.”

Ignoring the two other seething women Bitaasu plows on, “Fascinating, that ability is not one found in Moka’s blood line. Such abilities tend but not always follow blood lines.” Pausing her walking Bitaasu points to a nearby snow-fairy man standing on the street. “Why don’t you demonstrate on him?”

The snow fairy looks at the group nearby and then does a double take as he recognizes Tsukune, “Aono-Sama, how may I serve you?”

“My people are not toys to be played with.” Mizore smirks at Bitaasu as it was the first real misstep the new woman had made. The look of distaste on Tsukune’s face confirms Mizore’s read of the situation.

Tsukune waves his hands in embarrassment at the villager, “Ah… Ah… its nothing let’s go.”

Bitaasu has a mental frown and kicks herself. Tsukune Aono was far too good natured. That was a foolish suggestion on her part… how to recover the situation… “My apologies Lord Aono, why don’t you demonstrate on me instead?”

All three of the teens shout, “WHAT!?”

“Use your charm ability on me. I am willing…”

Looking between the three women Tsukune is very uncomfortable at the suggestion and his voice betrays that hesitation, “Why don’t we leave it alone…”

“Lord Aono, you need to get comfortable with being a vampire. If charm is one of your gifts you need to master the ability. I promise you if another vampire comes here to try to seize this village from you they will not hold back.” Despite Bitaasu keeping her voice calm there is harshness to her argument. A brutal simplicity of kill or be killed.

A glance at Mizore shows her uncomfortable, perhaps fearful at the line of conversation. Without Tsukune fighting and defeating Fujisaki she would be in a forced marriage.

As Tsukune looks at his snow-fairy fiancé he is having the same thoughts and a sense of resolution washes over him. He is no longer a powerless human that has to hide behind his friends, he can actively protect them. “Very well Lady Bitaasu.”

The air goes still as Kurumu and Mizore look between Tsukune and Bitaasu. Then Tsukune glares at Bitaasu and then says, “Jump up on one leg.”

The two young women look at one another as Kurumu snickers at the silly command and Mizore has a shy smile.

Bitaasu keeps her expression flat, Aono was so weak and unsure; pathetic in other words. She didn’t feel anything in the way of a compulsion. “Perhaps you’re just not motivated…. What would motivate you I wonder?”

Thinking back to when Ruby used water to get him to use his power on her. Of course, her reaction to his power had been horribly embarrassing not just charmed by him but aroused by the experience. Still if he was going to do his part to protect his friends, his loves he needed to dig in a bit. After a deep breath Tsukune tries again, locks his eyes with Bitaasu and shouts, “I said JUMP!”

Without even thinking Bitaasu takes a jump and as she lands she says, “How was that darling?” A predatory grin spreads across the vampiress face, “Well, well there is more to you than it seems.” Bitaasu leans forward and runs her fingers along Tsukune’s jaw. The touch is slow, sensual, like a lover’s caress. As Bitaasu looks into Tsukune’s eyes its like looking into a bottomless pool that she finds herself sinking into. If Tsukune asked her to do anything right now she would, without hesitation. Thoughts of Tsukune asking her to sleep with him fill the older vampiress mind. Without realizing Bitaasu rubs her knees together to try to distract herself from the desire rising up inside of her towards Tsukune.

Kurumu’s eyes flare and she shouts, “Hey! What do you mean to call Tsukune darling!?”

Without taking her eyes off Tsukune, Bitaasu just waves at Kurumu and Mizore in dismissal. “Maybe I can barrow him for a bit… Lord Aono is… so… POWERFUL.”

Both Kurumu and Tsukune notice that change in Bitaasu. She wasn’t just forced to jump; the woman has been entranced by Tsukune. The two teens in their own ways can sense that Bitaasu is aroused and that sexual arousal is totally focused on Tsukune.

“I release you!” As Tsukune waves his hands defensively.

The compulsion lifts from Bitaasu and the calm expressionless mask returns to her face. “Interesting, not just a compulsion, a charm not unlike a Succubus’ love charm. Again, an ability that there is no trace of Moka’s blood line.” Despite the outward calm Bitaasu projects she is in reality horrified. With a little effort he had totally enthralled her, if he had offered to take her to bed she would have followed him happily and debased herself in anyway he desired. Was this some latent ability of his that his transformation had awakened? Why else had someone that at first glance was so ordinary ensnared so many young women since he came to Yōki Academy?

Tired of feeling left out Mizore asks, “You keep mentioning blood lines. You are talking about vampires like your horses or something.”

Kurumu again snickers.

“The analogy is an apt one. Vampires marry for politics and marry to get access to abilities. A clan having more abilities in its members mean they will be have strength and that means more political power. As lord of a pocket realm with more than just the common vampiric powers he will be a sought-after mate for any clan.”

With politics again rearing its ugly head in connection with marriage the the teens go silent and then the four slowly resumed their walk to the hospital and to check on Ruby.

XXX

Once back in her guest room back at the Snow Fairy castle Bitaasu sat down to gather her thoughts. Ever since Tsukune had used his charm on her, she hadn’t been able to totally shake him from her mind. Over the years a handful of monsters had used or tried to use mental domination on her. Most had suffered for their arrogance. None of them had so completely controlled her as Tsukune had. She had been putty in his hands.

Looking in the mirror Bitaasu consider her situation, why was she here and why was she doing this?

Putting that bitch Moka in her place by stealing her toy, CHECK
Winning fathers favor by getting the realm, CHECK
Avoiding that worm Miyabi, CHECK
Starting her own rise in power in the vampire world by getting control of a pocket realm, CHECK

None of this had anything to do with any attraction to Tsukune, he was just a means to an end; nothing more. If and when she did sleep with him it would be part of her final triumph over that bitch Moka.

Satisfied at her logic Bitaasu nodded to her reflection in the mirror. “Now to see how to move the plan forward.”
Bitaasu turned on the small computer she had brought with her and checked the recordings quickly. Carefully placed bugs were now in the various bed rooms. One caught her interest, Tsukune’s snow-fairy bride was worried about her ability to have children. That could be leverage. A message was sent to her mother to see what could be done.

XXX

Deep within the bowls of Lord Shuzen’s castle the vampire lord and his ladies sit around a table and debated. The subject being what is to be done with regards to the two Moka’s.

“The path of least resistance is to get rid of the clone so your true daughter is released.” Gyukuro causally in the same voice she might use to announce the death of bug.

Akashiya is still thin, haggard from her long sleep. “You might not be so quick to jump to a solution if it was one of your daughters.” Taking a deep breath as that once sentence was draining, “Also my daughter does not wish to kill the girl she views as her sister.”

Fingers drum on the table as Lord Shuzen’s gloved digits move, “I have contacted a powerful magi. They believe that they can separate the spirits into two bodies but it will be difficult. There is but one body so magic, a great deal of it will be needed to create another one. Otherwise the split girls will be weak. We will need the mirror and more blood, either some form me and Akashiya for our daughter or just her for the clone.”

Gyukuro smirks, “Why not just use magic to move Akashiya into the clone while we are at it, her current body has seen better days.” Ever since Akashiya had returned Gyukuro had made a point of being with Issa at night and very noisily to rub in the formers inability to be with their mutual desire.

“NO” was All Akashiya had said.

“Very well its decided, I will contact the wizard. We need the mirror from the academy that means the exorcist to see what price he wants to allow us to use the device.” Issa concluded.

XXX

Outer Moka and Kokoa were sitting outside the room where their parents were meeting. Till now Kokoa had done her best to ignore the person she regarded as an ‘imposter’ that had stolen her sisters older body. “OK faker, spit it out!”

Some of the life and joy had retuned to the pink haired teen but she still hadn’t returned to her old form. “I am just worried, they are talking about my future… our future and I have no idea whats happening. Whats worse is I can’t help…”

“The looser? You going to bring him up again.” Kokoa raised her hand and huffed in disgust.

The cats eye stone in the center of the cross glowed at the bitting tone of her younger sister and from within Moka suppressed a growl, Kokoa you need to learn your place.

“He is important to me, to both of us. I… We have no idea what Bitaasu is up to.”

Reluctantly Kokoa found herself nodding agreement, “Yah she is dangerous… mad with jealousy, I still can’t believe she is willing to marry someone just to spite big-sis. Well…” Kokoa torn for reasons she herself doesn’t realize has trouble finding words, “Talk to father, get permission to go see him.”

Before Outer Moka can answer the doorway opened and the two girls looked towards it, “Moka, Kokoa come in we have something to discuss.”

XXX

After being informed of what her parents had decided Outer Moka takes a walk to be alone but of course she isn’t truly alone.

“I thought we had gotten past your mopping?” Inner Moka asks from within the prison that is the Rosary.

The walking has brought Moka to the center of the grand garden and she looks at the pond. Looking at the perfectly still water it acts like a mirror and for a moment Outer Moka sees the silver haired girl looking back at her. “This will change everything and so much has changed already. Plus, there is danger.”

Inner Moka having been with her double for so long, sharing her thoughts and sometimes dreams knows what is really going on. Even if Outer Moka hasn’t thought about it directly, its Tsukune.

“Call him.” The silver haired woman tells her pink haired twin. “Tell him your true feelings, just in case.”

The pink haired girl shakes her head, “What about you? Why don’t you talk to him, just in case?”

From within her prison Inner Moka blushes, her own feelings about Tsukune and especially the other girls were a twisted mess. Attempting to deflect Inner Moka says, “He never loved me and after what happened he has less reason…”

“Idiot…. Tsukune has always cared for us, both of us. We could perhaps set things right... together.”

Outer Moka got silence for several minutes trying to weight out her inner self. At last with with no sign of a response the pink haired girl sighed, “I will not call unless you agree to talk also, mother will remove the Rosary to allow you to talk.”

A crack forms in the armor of warrior persona’s psyche, “Maybe…”

XXX

At Yoki Academy Yukari is terrified… of herself. She had cast a spell to figure out what was going on with the book. Worried that the book was cursed and taking itself out of the trash. Today there had been a half-completed version of the ritual and it included some keep sakes from Kurumu, Mizore and Ruby as focuses that the spell would need to target them. What her spell showed only made things worse. It revealed HER waking up in the middle of the night, taking the book out of the trash and working on the spells. The young witch had no clue that the old wizard was using deceptive magic to trick her; seeing only his illusions.

A loud knock not her door shocked Yukari out of her twisted thoughts. “Miss Sendo, the Head Master wants to see you… immediately.”

On one hand Yukari was relieved, her having the book had been found out and she was going to be in trouble but the head master would protect her friends… from her. On the other hand, the little witch was certain she was going to be expelled or deeply punished and never get to see Tsukune or her friends again.

Slowly, reluctantly Yukari opens her door to be greeted by the guardians who then escort her through the long and twisting halls that make up the academy. As expected Yukari is lead to vault under the library and the headmaster is waiting.

In a deep voice that booms like a church bell at a funeral the masked man speaks, “Yukari Sendo…”

XXX

“Tsukune-sama, there is a call for you.”

On some level the idea of a telephone working between a magical pocket realm and the real world or another another pocket realm sounded insane. Then again so did the idea of getting turned into vampire or seeing other monsters. Tsukune walked over to the offered phone, “Uhm… who is it?”

“A friend, a young woman by the voice my Lord.”

The list of possible young women that would have a reason to contact him was short, his cousin, Moka, either one or Yukari. With more than a little concern Tsukune spoke, “Ah… hello?”

“Tsukune? Its me… Moka.”

Without realizing it Tsukune’s eyes went wide it was inner Moka but she sounded different, unsure, hesitant, very un-Moka in other words. His own reaction to hearing her voice was of course surprise but also excitement but mixed with a bit of dread. She had attacked Kurumu.

“Hi Moka…. Uhm… what’s up?” The question was lame and at once Tsukune regretted it.

On the other end of the line Inner Moka chewed her lip with uncertainty, the temptation to lie right now was massive. Whatever else Moka was, a coward wasn’t one of them, that left just the truth. “Tsukune, I called for several reasons.”

“OK…” His voice was questioning, waiting for the other vampire to fill in the details.

“First is a warning, I am sure you have meet my older sister by now.”

“Bitaasu-san, yes she is my guest. Do you know why…”

Moka felt herself nodding, “Father sent her to try to win your heart.”

“Yes and no, she wants to become my mate yes but she said love doesn’t enter into marriage between vampires.”

At the statement and its matter of fact tone Moka didn’t know what to say for a bit. In the end she settled on repeating the warning, “I know I made a mess of things Tsukune but be careful around Bitaasu she can’t be trusted.”

“We will see…. How are you doing? How is the other Moka doing?”

Part of inner Moka wanted to flinch, of course he asked about the other Moka. His real love all along. With a sense of desperation Moka continued onward, “My father would like to invite you for a visit, he wants to talk to you. One Lord to another. Its important, it would give me a chance to apologize again, face to face.”

“Its not me you have to apologize to Moka.”

“I know, I know… your girlfriends…”

Tsukune cut off his friend though which surprised both of them. “Fiancés, Kurumu, Mizore and Ruby…. I have agreed to marry all of them, eventually.”

Some how the other girls being called fiancees drained her will and Moka had to struggle to not cry. “Of course, all are invited. Bitaasu will soon have a message from Father for you but I wanted to talk to you first. And… I…. I…. I am sure they will make you happy and them in turn.” For a moment Inner Moka saw her double standing before her, silently urging her to say what was in her heart but the pain was too much, those words of ‘I love you’ went unspoken instead Inner Moka said good bye and hung up.

Tsukune was left standing there looking at the phone for a bit and then slowly hung it up.

XXX

As Inner Moka hangs up the phone it takes all of her control to not cry at her weakness. When had she become like this? When had Tsukune become anything more than a snack and distraction for the dull days at Yoki academy?

Lost in thought Inner Moka was only vaguely aware when Miyabi walked up behind her, “My Lady Moka I was wondering if I might ask…”

Her normal iron control returned with a snap and Moka turned to face her fathers minion, “You may NOT ask me anything… good day.”

As the lord’s favorite daughter walked away Miyabi struggled to not show his rage it this latest dismissal. This bitch! Ignoring him like he was something to be scrapped off her shoe! The half-formed plan at the idea of seducing the young woman was discard in an instant.   He would put Aono in his place by punishing his women… all of them.

Sensing the killing aura behind her Inner Moka spun on her heel but there was nobody there. What had happened? Was it Miyabi or someone else? No minion of fathers could be so stupid as to threaten a member of the family?

XXX

Reluctantly Tsukune got the girls back together. Again, they were meeting at Ruby’s room in the medical clinic. The snow-fairies decided to take no chances and had kept Ruby for observation because of her concussion. Kurumu and Mizore took chairs off to one side of the bed while Tsukune stood by the window, it was no getting towards evening so the outside was dark except for reflections off the ice that coated so much of the village buildings.

“I got a call… from Moka… it was inner Moka.”

At once the room became tense, even the normally unreadable Mizore couldn’t resist frowning.

Kurumu’s eyes flashed in anger, “What does she want?”

“A couple of things, to say she is sorry to start. Her father is inviting me… all of use to some event at his mansion.”

Immediately suspicious of Moka Kurumu frowned, “Is that all?”

“No, she also said not to trust Bitaasu.”

Ruby in a bit of pain asked slowly, taking care on each word. “What… did Moka… mean… by do… not trust… Bitaasu?”

“She didn’t say but it’s obvious bad blood between them.”

The girls slowly looked at one another and then back at Tsukune. “What are you going to do?” Mizore played with her sucker as she asked her question.

“Moka said its politics, Bitaasu said vampire marriage is politics and I will be sought after. Moka’s father tried to seize the village once… what-if some another vampire lord or another monster tries to take it over? What if I can’t protect you… the village?”

Mizore frowned, “Are you saying you are going to marry Moka or one of her sisters to protect us?”

His own thoughts unsettled Tsukune couldn’t resist giving a slight shrug.

“Hey! What about us? You said…” Kurumu start to choke up and couldn’t finish.

From the raw anguish in his loves voice it hit Tsukune like a shot to the gut, “Kurumu… I will keep my promise you three get to decide but I also need to protect you…”

Ruby slowly spoke, “Lets… listen… to… what… Tsuk… une... has… to say.”

Kurumu and Mizore nodded agreement.

“I am just suggesting we go… and see what is going on. That is all.”

Slowly and with obvious reluctance the girls all nodded their agreement.

XXX

Bitaasu wanted to scream in rage. First father allowed his pet daughter to call Tsukune. Whatever the logic of the argument of showing the advantages of an alliance between the families by trying to woo him with a big event it had to be Moka trying to get Tsukune near her.

Taking deep breaths, slowly Bitaasu brought her rage under control; just have to make the best of the situation hadn’t she.

XXX
The residence wing of the ice palace has its own facilities including a lavishly equipped kitchen Kurumu had been happy to make use of. Since they moved in weeks ago the young succubus had spent many an hour making meals for the others. Ruby had no skill at all with cooking and Mizore only made frozen dishes like curry shaved ice that Tsukune liked so much. So, this left the kitchen mostly to Kurumu.

Normally the succubus was very skilled at cooking but after the events of yesterday she was distracted. Mizore’s behavior over children and Moka’s call out of the blue had her on edge and she just didn’t know what to do. The blue haired woman didn’t even notice Bitaasu enter the kitchen.

“Are you free?”

Shocked Kurumu’s head snaps up at Bitaasu’s question. “What?!”

At seeing Kurumu jump Bitaasu can’t help but a bit of a thrill at frightening the other woman. After a moment she asks, “Are you free to talk a bit? I wanted to ask you something.”

“Ah, sure…. I just need to finish making lunch for today.” Kurumu steps aside to give the older woman a chance to help but Bitaasu keeps her distance instead. ‘Odds are doesn’t even know what to do with a pot or a stove.’

“Just curious if you and the other girls have any specially requests for when you stay at my father’s home while you three and Tsukune are father’s guest?”

Kurumu can’t help but go tense and when she moves the pot slams it. Feeling the frustration Kurumu whispers, ‘Moka… interfering bitch.’ Then in a normal tone, “Just as long as we are next to each other that would be fine I imagine.”

At last seeing an opening to jump on Bitaasu dives in, “Yes she is, isn’t she.”

Eyes go wide and Kurumu tries to cover, “Ah… whatever do you mean?!”

“Moka… the interfering bitch and yes I totally agree. You better be careful. If she is serious about trying to reclaim Tsukune she will no doubt try something.”

XXX

The vast mansion that Lord Issa and his family calls home has many rooms. One of those rooms had all of the furniture moved out and the carpet rolled aside to reveal a polished wooden floor. Mystic symbols are now scrawled across the floor. Candles cast eerie shadows on the walls.

In the hallway Kokoa and Yukari are waiting. Kokoa is a bundle of nervousness and is stomping up and down the hallway. “Stupid pantywaist, when he gets here I will spar with him and show big sis he isn’t worthy of her.” A vision of her and Tsukune battling it out, her throwing him down, landing on top of him to land a finishing blow, the closeness of the two of them, his body near hers…. Kokoa blushes at where these thoughts have gone.

Yukari is badly distracted and didn’t notice anything that Kokoa said because in her guest room was the book of summoning, the book she had carefully left at school and yet it was here. Both teens have their deep thoughts interrupted by the most horrible blood curdling scream either has heard. Moka is in agony.

Kokoa is ready to rush into the room when she recalls her fathers warning that no matter what they heard they were NOT to enter, Moka’s life depended on the ritual not being interrupted.

All the two teens can do is look at one another dejected and helpless.

“Big sis…”

“Moka…”

Standing nearby is Miyabi Fujisaki his face is utterly detached of emotion. The lieutenant of house Shuzen had fallen on hard time since his defeat by Tsukune Aono. He had hoped that he would claim first Mizore and later Bitaasu the eldest daughter of Lord Issa. Instead it was looking very much like that he will have lost both woman to that bastard Tsukune Aono! Perhaps there was an opening to recoup some of his position in the Shuzen household? The latest screams of pain by Moka drew Miyabi’s considering gaze to the door.

While the young witch was distracted by her friend’s pain and her own problems the youngest daughter of Lord Issa noticed Miyabi. Her father’s minion had always bugged Kokoa, he tried to pretend he was cold and calculating but really, he was sadistic. Why was he here? Was he enjoying Moka’s screams?!

Before Kokoa could do something, the screaming stopped suddenly. Then the door started to open but Kokoa raced to the opening at the first sign of movement, Miyabi forgotten. The sight on the floor stopped Kokoa in her tracks. The center of the room was awash in blood, most of the mystical symbols were covered. In the center lay two bodies totally drenched in blood and ichor. Between them the mystic mirror is splattered in blood.

“Moka!”

The wizard stepped forward and briefly touched the two bodies. “The ritual is a success, they will need to rest but will recover… now my payment Lord Shuzen.”

Taking a quick glance to confirm the two Moka’s were breathing the vampire lord handed over a small felt bag. The wizard glanced inside, grunted in acknowledgement and left.

Soon the room is filled with servants to take the now two Moka’s away and clean up the aftermath of the ritual. As the sleeping twin Moka’s are taken away Miyabi Fujisaki wonders at who he will start his revenge against Aono with? Which one of his girls will he take away?

XXX

A car arrived from snow faerie village with Tsukune and the girl’s curtesy of Lord Issa. The limo was a black and silver Rolls-Royce Phantom III and the rumble from its powerful V12 engine announced the vehicles arrival. Standing in front of the mansion was a line of servants.

As the car came to a stop a footman stepped forward and opened the door.

The snow faerie villagers had quickly realized that their new ‘lord’ was not much interested in the pampering that was the traditional privilege of rulers. As a matter of fact, the young man was overtly uncomfortable from the attention and was much happier doing things himself. As such the reception and overt deference by Lord Issa’s servants made Tsukune uncomfortable and on edge.

Naturally Bitaasu of course felt this as the order of things and was completely at ease.

An older man stepped forward and bowed to Bitaasu, “Lady Bitaasu your noble father Lord Issa would like to see his guests as soon as they are refreshed from the journey.” The majordomo noted only a single vehicle, “I assume their servants will arrive later. Some of the castle staff will be assigned to see to their needs.”

“Lord Aono doesn’t have travel with a retinue.” A brief smile was exchanged between Bitaasu and the senior servant of the household. Bitaasu had natural sent word in advance but the majordomo was a man that liked confirmation, leaving nothing to chance or misinformation.

Tsukune smiled, “No need for your fa… for Lord Issa to wait if he wishes to see us.   We are his guests.”

XXX

While the servants unloaded their luggage Bitaasu escorted Tsukune and the girls to her father’s study. Mizore, Kurumu and Ruby formed a triangle around Tsukune. The three young women while not overtly glaring at anyone their body language gave off vibes of protectiveness and being wary to any possible threat.

Another servant opened the door at the destination. Within was Lord Issa’s family. Tsukune and the girls stopped stunned at whose smiles greeted them, the silver and pink hair Moka’s were seated along the wall.

Kurumu was so surprised she forgot that she was angry at Moka, “How… what… you are both here?!”

Even the normally reserved Mizore was shocked.

The most affected of course was Tsukune torn between joy at the implications of two Moka’s and shock.

Ruby never viewed the other girls as rivals for Tsukune’s heart and so the appearance of two Moka’s didn’t represent a threat to her. The witch instead was curious as to how this situation of two Moka’s had come to be.

Into the echoing silence Bitaasu was the first to pull herself together and to react. Introductions were exchanged between Lord Issa and Lord Tsukune. Of course, it was not their first meeting in truth but forms were to be followed as it was their first meeting as Lord to Lord. Having been coached in advance Tsukune went through his part of the diplomatic rite. In theory entering another’s realm without consent of the pocket realms rule was cause for war. Over the years elaborate rites and traditions had grown up to handle meetings.

With the diplomacy out of the way formal introductions were made. The pink haired Moka called outer Moka by her friends had taken the name of Momorio Moka while the silver haired Moka called inner Moka by her friends had taken the name of Giniro Moka.

Lord Issa surprised everyone by cutting to the heart of the matter, “Do you remember when we last meet Tsukune… Lord Aono? What my last words to you where?”

That moment flashed back to Tsukune. In another mansion, he had just swiped a copy of the Rosario that allowed Outer Moka to be while sealing Inner Moka. Then Inner Moka had entered the room and told her father to stop playing games and to accept that Tsukune had won by landing a blow as a mere human and snatching the amulet. As Moka had placed that new Rosario over her breast her father said, ‘Do not assume that I am also giving you my daughters hand…’

“Yes, I do remember Lord Issa, very clearly. We spoke of your daughter’s hand.”

Everyone else in the room took a deep breath at the statement.

“And to not assume you were giving it to me.”

A a knowing smile crosses the older vampire lord’s face. “Close enough, do you regret that I didn’t give you her hand?”

Hearing these words took all of Bitaasu’s self-control to not lash out.

For the briefest of moments Tsukune smiled at the two Moka’s and they back at him.

“Some days yes… but…”

Momorio Moka gasped at that word… ‘but’ and nearly cried as Tsukune’s gaze and smile turned at the women sitting by him, her friends and his fiancées.

“But… we live in the world of the choices actual made and their consequences…”

“Perhaps my young vampire lord… perhaps but that doesn’t mean one choice closes other doors forever. I can honestly say I have become impressed by you Lord Aono. While you are young and raw you have power and potential. I see a possible worthy mate for my daughters. What do you think of my oldest, Bitaasu?”

“She has given my fiancées and I much to think on.” The two Moka’s and Kokoa cannot hide their shock at even such a thin suggestion that Tsukune is actually considering the idea wedding to the devious Bitaasu.

Noting that there is no outright rejection of the idea Lord Issa smiles, “What of my youngest daughter, Kokoa? You have known her for two years now.”

The bright red haired vampiress has her cheeks and ear tips turn a similarly bright color. For the briefest of moments an image of Kokoa standing next to an altar, wearing a silk and satin white western wedding gown, her father placing her hand onto Tsukune’s… him bending to kiss her lips…. NO!!! Where did this thought come from?! He is the ENEMY! The pathetic loser that stole his sisters heart from her! Kokoa shots to her feet, “What the hell dad!?”

All of the Girls and Tsukune look away long used to outbursts from Kokoa. Into the silence at last Tsukune struggles to come up with something that wouldn’t be insulting, “Ah… Kokoa is a little young…”

Not knowing if she should be relieved or insulted Kokoa can only let out a feral growl.

At last Lord Issa comes to the difficult, “You have strong history with my other daughters… Momorio Moka and Giniro Moka, you once said you cared for both of them.”

Tsukune feels a tug of sadness and pain pierce his heart, Moka, both of them, where had it all gone wrong? Slowly Tsukune stands, “Choices have been made, things done that can’t be just ignored and at this point its no longer just my decision… I promised the… I promised Kurumu, Mizore and Ruby they would have final say over anyone else… that they would have final say before I invite anyone else to join our relationship.”

“I see”

The pink haired Moka nudges her silver haired counterpart. Slowly Giniro Moka rises to her feet, “Tsukune… I mean… Kurumu before I apologized for my behavior when I attacked you. I do so again.” Slowly the embodiment of vampiric pride bows her head.”

A sour expression twists Kurumu’s normally beautiful face, Ruby smiles and Mizore allows a mask to draw over her own face hiding her inner thoughts. Slowly Tsukune and the other girls have their gaze turns towards the blue haired succubus to see what if anything she will say to the peace offering.

Feeling the attention on her makes Kurumu uncomfortable, looking at the bowed silver haired head of her rival the words of another daughter of Lord Issa come to her, ‘Moka… the interfering bitch and yes I totally agree. You better be careful. If she is serious about trying to reclaim Tsukune she will no doubt try something.’ Being here with outer Moka, whatever name she has chosen for herself, it’s the same old Moka. She is up to something; this apology is just an act. Moka would just as soon smash her into a wall. This isn’t the place to expose Moka’s hypocrisy though, someday Moka will KNOW HER PLACE and that place isn’t with Tsukune or the rest of them.   Kurumu eventually mumbles an acceptance but only after everyone is awkward at the delay.
Lord Issa clears his throat, “I have arranged a celebration to welcome you into the ranks of Lords Tsukune Aono. A number of other lords of pocket realms along with some very powerful Yoki will be here. Out of respect for your achievements and in the hope, you will eventually pick one of my daughters I will announce that yourself and your realm are under my protection for now.”

“Most generous, thank you.”

XXX

The ball room of Lord Issa’s castle was filled with dancers and other partiers. Despite the crowding all eyes were on Lord Issa’s third daughter, the silver haired Moka Akashiya, and her dance partner, the newly recognized vampire Lord, Tsukune Aono. In keeping with the image that Lord Issa liked to project, the dance was a formal waltz that dated from the 18^th century. Moka rested her left arm on Tsukune’s left upper arm while he held her right arm out with his left and her back with his right arm. The two dancers were tight together as they whirled about the floor. Moka moved with leopard-like grace while it was clear her partner is much less polished. From the smiles on both dancers’ faces it was clear they were enjoying themselves.

On the side of the room the pink haired Moka stood with her sisters, Kokoa and Bitaasu, along with her friend Yukari. Nearby but out of hearing, Kurumu and Mizore also watched on. Of all the eyes in the room, these five watched the dance with the most interest. Only Bitaasu had a cool air about her, while the other five wore expressions that ranged from intense curiosity to concern. When the music ended, Moka grabbed Tsukune to pull his face towards her and into a kiss.

The kiss lasted only seconds and when Tsukune ended it, trying to say something, Moka placed a finger on his lips to silence him. With a flick of her silver haired the vampiress walked off the floor.

Bitaasu drifted towards Kurumu and Mizore, “I am curious how your relationship covers party crashers?”
Mizore frowned slightly, “We trust Tsukune.”

“So, do I, but Moka…” With the music done, the buxom young woman strode across towards her mate of fate and her blue hair bouncing with her step. Pushing herself against Tsukune, Kurumu smiled at Giniro Moka, but her eyes were challenging and harsh.

Lord Issa’s daughter returned the challenging glare with one of her own. Someone watching could be forgiven for imagining flashes of lightening arcing between the eyes of the two young women.

Tsukune tried to speak to Kurumu, but his fiancée just patted his hand as she hooked his arm with her own and then leaned into him.

“I have come to collect my fiancée, Giniro Moka.”

In a voice that was frosty in its politeness, the silver haired vampiress responded, “Of course. Tsukune is fabulous company…”

“In so many more ways than you know.” The leer that Kurumu gave Tsukune made Giniro Moka look away in discomfort. “Let’s go for a walk!”

While being dragged away Tsukune tried to say goodbye, but Kurumu was already talking about taking a romantic walk around the grounds of Lord Issa’s estate later.

XXX

Giniro Moka returned to the side of the dance floor where her sisters and friends waited. The dancing and her kiss had been her most forward move yet towards Tsukune, urged on by Momoiro Moka to not miss this opportunity to at last confess her true feelings. Instead Giniro Moka couldn’t find the words and hoped a kiss was enough.

“I can see that the dance training father arranged didn’t go to waste. Still need to work on the reel them in part.”

Restraining the urge to glare at Bitaasu for her comment, Giniro Moka gave a noncommittal grunt as a response.

“It looked like you two were having fun.” Momoiro Moka tried to put a positive spin on things.

“Now Tsukune and his succubus have left the ball room. I wonder how much fun those two are having?” The tone in Bitaasu’s voice made clear that her question wasn’t a question.

Yukari and Kokoa looked uncomfortable at the suggestion while Mizore gave a thin smile.

“My, my, then that does answer it doesn’t.” Bitaasu then gave a chuckle.

Unable to restrain herself, Giniro Moka gritted out, “Excuse me…” The silver haired vampiress headed towards the same archway that Kurumu and Tsukune had left a few minutes before.

Momoiro Moka and Kokoa were about to follow when Mizore just held up her hand, “This needs to be worked out and won’t if we get in each other’s way.” Despite the statement at that moment Mizore wanted more than anything than to sneak out of the room and see for herself what her silver haired friend was up to.

XXX

Kurumu had led Tsukune down the great hallway into a well-appointed library. Tall shelves filled with books from a dozen languages lined the walls. “What is she trying to pull Tsukune?”

At the pleading tone Tsukune flinched, “I will keep my promise and you all get the last word.”

The earnest and sincere tone nearly caused Kurumu to falter. Nearly, but she had to be sure. “Is Moka… I mean is Giniro Moka going to accept that? Is she going to try something?”

“She is our friend…”

Frustrated Kurumu pounded on Tsukune’s chest, “I won’t let her take you away from me or from Mizore and Ruby!”

“Kurumu-chan I love you…”

At those two simple words Kurumu’s heart melted. She pulled Tsukune into a kiss and then she started to pull at the tuxedo.

Unsure and worried, Kurumu shook her head and pressed her ample bosom into Tsukune’s chest. “I need you…”

Tsukune ran his hand down the sleek and tight-fitting dress Kurumu wore. While returning her kiss, his hand moved past the slit on the side of the dress and then under the dress. Finding the silk panties, his fingers rubbed against her sex, so close but so far for the succubus. In a deep voice stained with passion he suggested, “Let’s go back to our suite…”

“No…”

“What?!” Shocked at the words from Kurumu’s lips Tsukune looked dumbly at her and backed away slightly.

As the blue haired woman painted her bosom rose and fell, “I want… you… NOW… right here…” Making her desire utterly clear Kurumu grabbed Tsukune and backed up to one of the book filled walls and pulled Tsukune along with her. Fumbling she undid his belt. She gave a slight yelp as she bumped into the wall unexpectedly. Now stopped, she pushed Tsukune’s pants and underwear down. Standing up straight, Kurumu lifted the skirt of her evening dress exposing her panties.

Excited by Kurumu’s passion and needing no more encouraging Tsukune stepped forward. Grabbing on to the panties he gave a yank and the room was filled with sound of the fabric shredding. Then Tsukune lifted one of Kurumu’s legs up and this exposed her neither regions to him.

XXX

Giniro Moka walked down the hallway and then stopped as she heard, something. Pausing to listen closely her face went beet red in embarrassment. The moans, groans and bumping were unmistakable. ‘Maybe it’s father with his latest trollop…’ Moka’s father was notorious for his mistress despite having multiple wives. Unable to resist and having to know, she walked to a nearby door where the sound was coming from and carefully opened it.

Against the far wall was a couple. From the brown hair on the male and the blue on the female it could only be Kurumu and Tsukune. Shocked at seeing the two entangled and mesmerized by Tsukune’s hips moving as he plowed Kurumu, Giniro Moka just stood there.

Kurumu opened her eyes and noticed the open doorway and her rival standing there. Unable to resist she smirked in triumph, “Pound me… don’t stop… fucking me!”

“I love you, Kurumu-chan…” Tsukune called out and picked up the pace of his thrusting.

At the door, a silent tear rolled down Moka’s cheek. Kurumu’s words had been a tossed at her and Giniro Moka had no idea what to do. This wasn’t an enemy to be defeated in combat and shown their place. Without a word the silver haired beauty slowly turned and silently left the room.

Savoring the victory and the feeling of Tsukune, filling her and stretching her Kurumu shouted in ecstasy, “YEEESSSSSS!”

XXX

As Giniro Moka returns to the ballroom her eyes are red and while no tears are on her cheeks the young vampiress is tense. Those that know her best can tell that Giniro Moka is on edge, something happened and its upset her.

Bitaasu can’t help but smile at the situation and wonder how to push her over the edge?

Within moments of return to the room Giniro Moka turns and leaves. After the humiliation of Kurumu reminder her that she has won Tsukune’s heart the vampiress can’t bare to face anyone else. Turning on her heels the silver haired beauty flees the room.

Momoiro Moka tries to get her twins attention but the call dies in her throat as Giniro Moka exists the room. Being so close for so many years the pink haired vampiress knows the other Moka is in pain. Not quit running the other Moka chases after her double.

Left in the room the other young women look at one another and awkwardly shuffle their feet. None of the women know what to do. While the group has reunited they appear more divided than ever.

XXX

After making her way through a maze of hallways Momoiro Moka finds the person she is looking for. As with all other aspects of the castle-mansion called home by Lord Issa and his family the martial arts training room has been lavishly appointed and equipped. Unlike most of the rest of the castle the training room has been done in Japanese style. Bamboo Kendo practice swords and armor hangs from one wall. Another wall has the traditional weapons of karate…. Another wall has several practice dumbness to hone technique and build endurance. In front of them the pink haired teen finds the silver haired one.

Without turning to face her double Giniro Moka nearly growls, “I expected Kokoa would look for me here first.”

“Only if she wanted to spar with you.”

“True… very true…” Suddenly the determination and blinding speed of old returns to the warrior persona. In heart beat Giniro Moka has spun in place facing her ‘sister’. “Are you going to explain why you have been pushing ME so hard to reach out to Tsukune? You have hardly said more than a few words to him.”

Her own self doubt bubbles up and Momoiro Moka can’t face her twin anymore. Enable to restrain herself the bubblegum colored hair young woman begins to play with her hands, “What do you…”

“STOP… just don’t… if you can’t be honest with me how do you ever expect to be honest with Tsukune?”

At once hit damn bursts and the feelings of failure, humiliation and pain pour out like a tidal wave, “If Tsukune accepts you then he is sure to accept me!”

Shocked by her own words the pink haired girl can only stand in shock.

“Because you think he loves you more? So, if he accepts the violent monster you wont risk rejection when you at last get the nerve up to confess to him?”

“I never said…”

In a clipped, flat tone hard as iron Giniro Moka cuts off the other girl, “No you didn’t have to.”

XXX

At last the grand meal, dancing and introductions to the powers that make up the monster world is done. Kurumu, Mizore, Ruby and Tsukune return to the suit that had been set aside for their use. In a grand castle belonging to Lord Issa Shuzen were dozens and dozens of rooms and entire areas set aside for guests.

The center of the suit was dominated by a huge bed and it had an equally massive canopy over it. The sleek fabric was golden yellow silk.

Despite there being other bedrooms of the main room the three women and one man shuffle looking at the bed and sheepishly glance at one another.

XXX

“Dear sisters do you have a moment there is something I want to show you.” Bitaasu calls to her younger sisters as they were slowly making their way down the hallway towards the family wing of the castle. Yukari had headed off to another guest room.

The two Moka’s are uncomfortable around each other and stand separated by Kokoa. At this point in the evening the two Moka’s are too drained to respond and its left to the youngest daughter of Lord Issa Shuzen to speak, “What do you want Bitaasu going to show us guide ‘how to back stab your family’?”

“You wound me my DEAREST and youngest sister. I have some information about Tsukune and his fiancées. I just thought you all would be interested.”

They know Bitaasu never does anything without a reason and if she wants to show them something its only to hurt them. Despite knowing this the three are so drawn to Tsukune they can’t help themselves.

The three follow Bitaasu into a room and watch as the eldest daughter of Issa pulls a cloth off a crystal ball. “To help motivate I thought I would give you the option to see what you are missing out on, to… help motivate you in the pursuit of that darling Tsukune.”

Kokoa sputters, “You mean this… will…”

While saying nothing aloud Bitaasu might as well have shouted, ‘One way to find out’ with the smirk on her face.

Giniro Moka having no wish to view another display of the Succubus’ sexual prowess stands in place.
While Momoiro Moka has to know whats going and slowly reaches for the magic crystal ball.

From within the depth of the ball a white cloud swirls and there a projection into the air above, a large bed.

XXX

There had been a minor debate as to who could sleep next to Tsukune that was solved by chance. Ruby and Kurumu lay to either side with Mizore outside of her closest friend Kurumu. The three women are wearing various night gowns.

There is some moving around as the four strive to get comfortable. One by one Tsukune wishes his fiancées a good night’s sleep and kisses them.

XXX

Back in the room Bitaasu is disappointed hoping that Tsukune would be screwing one or more of the young women. It is only when she hears sniffling from Momoiro Moka that the eldest daughter of Lord Issa realizes that this might be even better.

Momoiro Moka slowly reaches out to the ghostly projection of her best friend and heart’s desire. As her hand passes through the projection of Tsukune and the others a tear rolls down Momoiro Moka face.

To be continued…
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