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A Confession and A vampire	By : gamera68 Category: +M to R > Rosario Vampire Views: 7567 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Rosario + Vampire Ch. 10: A Secret and A Vampire

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This is chapter 10 of my Rosario+Vampire fan-fic:

'A Confession and A Vampire', with characters created by Akihisa Ikeda.

Original fan-fic written by Gamera68.

This chapter is Rated M for some intense scenes.

Plus an Intense Lemon scene, towards the end.

Moka is 19, and Tsukune is 18.

Alternate Reality, set after the events of the current manga.

But, I am pretty much borrowing already-established canon from the series.

Comedy / Drama / Romance

Once again, NO flames!

All characters are OCC.

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Sunday, May 12th.

The morning after Moka's sudden transformation.

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Walking down the stairway hand-in-hand, Tsukune and the 'new' Moka wandered into the kitchen. His dad had already left for the day, seeing as he had some unfinished work to attend to at his office downtown.

Kasumi was huddled over the stove, preparing some comfort food for Moka, as she was led to believe that she wasn't feeling well this morning.

"Good morning, Mom," Moka announced while she sat down at the small round kitchen table in the corner, while Tsukune sat to her right.

"Good morning, Moka dear. I hope that you're feeling better now," Kasumi replied, as she gathered the food onto a plate, and then turned around.

"M...Moka...w-what happened to you?", she asked as she set the plate of hot food in front of her on the table.

"Mom. You should sit down for this. You may find it to be somewhat unbelievable, but what Moka's about to tell you is the truth. Only I know, as does Kyoko," Tsukune told her, as she did as he requested.

"I do-don't follow. What happened to you, Moka dear?", she said as she reached out to touch Moka's silver streak of hair on the right-hand side of her face.

"Mom. It's like this," Tsukune began, "The high school I attended...well, um; it's not what you were led to believe. It's a school...for monsters. You should've guessed by the name; 'Yokai Academy'," he explained.

"M-monsters? Like werewolves, vampires, and such?", she softly said.

"Yes, Mom. I'm a vampire. The previous 'me' you saw was only an illusion. The cross or 'rosary' I used to wear sealed up my powers, which also produced the 'outer' me. Now, it seems like something has happened, and caused the seal to fail. So the current 'me' you see now, is an amalgamation of my two 'personalities', into one. All of the memories from my two 'selves' have somehow merged, due to that failure and there is no known way to reverse it. I'm still very much the same 'me' you know. Please don't hate me. I still care about all of you, very much. And I'm forever grateful for you accepting me into your home," Moka explained, now out of breath.

"I think I need to lie down now", Kasumi said; just as she slumped onto the floor.

........

Once she came to a short while after, Kasumi found herself in the living-room lying on the couch, and covered with a light blanket.

Moka and Tsukune sat on the floor next to her right-hand side.

"Uhhh...what happened?", she asked to nobody in particular, as she placed the back of her left hand against her forehead.

"You fainted in the kitchen, mom," Moka explained to her.

"Oh...yes. I remember now. I think. How did I get here?", she asked.

"Oh, I carried you in here. And Tsukune covered you up with the blanket," Moka stated.

"You carried me in here? By yourself?", Kasumi shouted, now sitting up.

"Um, yes. I did. Like I told you before, I'm a vampire. I may not look like it, but I'm actually quite strong," Moka said, as she blushed lightly.

"Oh, thank you dear. I guess I passed out, after hearing what you told me. So you're an actual real vampire?", Kasumi inquired, now sitting up, with her back against the couch.

"Yes. It's true. I'm a vampire. And what I told you yesterday during my birthday party, is true as well. Tsukune was the very first friend I ever made. When I told him that I was a vampire on the first day of our freshman year, he was somewhat startled. But I didn't blame him, as I was always hated by other humans for what I am. I even attended a human junior high school near Tokyo. But I was always an outcast, just because I wasn't like everybody else. Meeting your son changed my life that day. He showed me that all humans weren't the same. He always treated me like an ordinary girl. And he was always kind to me, and towards the other girls in our class. Tsukune was always there for me, when no one else was...I guess I fell in love with him because of his genuine kindness and sincerity, plus the fact that he saved me from drowning. I owe him my life. So, p-pl-please don't hate me. P-pl-please don't send me away. I love all of you, like a family," Moka told her, as tears flowed freely.

Kasumi reached over to the young vampire girl and hugged her tight.

"It's okay, Moka. I'm just a little surprised at all this news. I could never hate you, dear. I can see that you're a very bright and sweet young lady. Vampire or not, you're still a very important member of our family. Welcome home, Moka," Kasumi replied as she shed a few tears as well.

After his mom and fiance' ceased bonding, Tsukune had a few words to add. "Mom, it's true. Even if she was originally attracted to me because of my 'sweet' blood. Well, that's the way she described it to me anyway."

"So Moka, have ever, uh, 'drank' my son's blood? I guess I can accept the fact that you're a vampire, and from what I know from reading books and whatnot; you do need it in order to survive. Am I right?"

Now blushing heavy, Moka felt somewhat uneasy approaching "that" subject; the very one she didn't want to discuss, since her father told her that it would be alright to reveal her true self in the first place.

"Um, yes. Only because he didn't want me to become sick. I need about one pint per week, in order to survive. Without it, I will most certainly die. I can drink tomato juice along with eating regular food as a substitute, but I also have access to blood transfusion packets, as well," Moka replied, as she wiped the remaining tears away.

"Oh, I see. Well, he's always been very kind, and caring. Ever since he was very young. Always putting everyone elses' needs before his own," Kasumi said, as she now stood up from the couch. "Don't worry, Tsukune. I'll fill you father in when he comes home from work in a while," she continued.

"Thanks mom. I'm sure he'll believe it somehow, I hope," he answered, as he hugged her in turn.

........

After the trio had finished talking, Kasumi asked Moka to return to the kitchen with her, so she could reheat her breakfast, as she could tell that the young vampire was famished.

It was nearly eleven o'clock in the morning by now.

"Thanks for the meal, mom. It was very yummy!," Moka beamed back, smiling happily. "You're welcome, Moka dear. Why don't you and Tsukune go out for a while? It's a very nice day, and it would be such a shame to waste it indoors. And I can clearly tell that you might need a much bigger bra size now," Kasumi informed the young vampire girl, who's face now burned red from hearing this sudden declaration.

"Um...okay, mom. Tsukune! We're going out for a while!", Moka loudly informed him, as she ascended the stairs, looking for her fiance'.

Upon hearing his girlfriend's assertive uproar, he opened his bedroom door to see what the sudden ruckus was all about.

"Moka? What's all this about going out?", he asked just as she approached his door, as soon as he opened it.

"Um, well. You mom pointed out to me that I might need new bras. See? The one I'm wearing right now is rather tight, and it's somewhat hard to breath in," she informed him, as she unbuttoned the top three buttons of her pajama top, giving her boyfriend an eyeful of her more than bountiful bosom.

"I see. Wow. Um....sure thing. I guess we can exchange the ones you just bought yesterday. Whenever you're ready to go, just let me know. I'm going to get dressed now," he replied as he was still wearing a black tee-shirt and matching shorts.

"Thank you, Tsukune. I'll be ready to go shortly. I hope I can find something that actually fits me," she said, as she returned to her bedroom to change her clothes for the day.

........

Roughly thirty minutes later, Tsukune was ready to head downtown, to assist Moka in exchanging the bras she had bought yesterday, seeing as she would indeed need a much larger size. He was wearing a simple pair of dark denim jeans, along with a teal button down cotton shirt.

After exiting his bedroom and closing the door behind himself, he walked a few paces to his left, and tapped on his fiance's door, wondering what was taking her so long to get dressed.

Upon hearing his knocking, she opened her door, seeing that her Tsukune was waiting for her.

"Oh, hello Tsukune. I'm ready to go now," she gleefully announced.

Moka was wearing a deep fuchsia cotton dress, with black trim that rested just above her knees; with a scoop neckline, giving her love quite a view of her heart-stopping cleavage.

Her knee-length hair was pulled back into a ponytail held in place by a matching ribbon, and she was wearing the heart-shaped garnet necklace she had received as a birthday gift from her devoted fiance' yesterday, as well as her Rosary-shaped earrings from his parents.

She was also sporting a small black purse with a fuchsia Bat emblazoned across the front of it, on a very long strap.

"Hello? Tsukune? Anybody home?"

Standing there with his mouth agape, Moka waved her hand in front of his eyes, attempting to gain his undivided attention.

"Ah! Moka. Hi. You look...so beautiful," he replied, as he quickly hugged her tight. Caught off guard at this sudden show of affection, as she happily smiled and returned his embrace.

"Thank you very much, Tsukune. You look rather handsome yourself," she complimented him in return, once they ended their hug.

"Thanks, Moka. All set now?," he inquired as they descended the stairwell. "Oh, yes. I found the bras that I need to exchange, as well as the sales receipt," she answered, as she showed him the small simple plastic bag which she held in her left hand. The duo then proceeded to walk downstairs, and let Kasumi know they were heading out for remainder of the day.

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"Okay, you two. Have a fun afternoon together. I'll see you when you get home," Tsukune's mom told the couple as they walked out the door and down the long walkway.

"Thanks, mom. We'll be home whenever we're done," Tsukune notified her, as Moka held his left hand in her free hand. She waved farewell to the love-birds strolling towards the downtown shopping district; the very same one they visited just yesterday around this particular time.

Per as usual, Moka had quite a bit of objectionable attention, especially now since she had transmogrified into her more mature body.

"Tsukune...people are staring at me again," she informed him, as she crushed her enormous breasts against his right arm.

"It's okay, Moka. They're just jealous of your flawless beauty," he simply stated, as he held her hand firmer in a protective gesture.

"Thank you, my dear Tsukune...you always know what to say, don't you?"

"And I always mean every word of it, Moka."

They eventually made it to the downtown shopping district without Moka having anymore unwarranted onlookers ogling her mind-boggling feminine form.

........

Once they entered the department store, the female vampire led him by hand towards the lingerie department, in order to exchange her much smaller 38DD bras for ones of a more appropriate size to accommodate her augmented womanly figure.

Once Moka explained in somewhat great detail to the salesgirl of her impromptu crisis of epic proportions, she led the pink and silver haired young woman to the changing rooms on the opposite side of the sales-floor, bringing along her trusty measuring tape.

"OH MY GOD!! HUGE!!", proclaimed the sales clerk a short time later, as she raced out of the changing area in search of an appropriate size for Moka, who was awaiting her imminent return.

Tsukune sat once again on a small couch in the waiting area off to the side, as she blasted past him, a cloud of dust following behind her.

Several minutes late the woman sales clerk returned, her hands full of different colored bras, mumbling aloud; "40-F, 40-F...impossible...40-F."

'Again? Really?', he mentioned to himself, seeing the sales clerk race past him, with a crazed look across her features.

.........

Roughly fifteen minutes later, a pink-faced Moka left the customer service area, and found her raven-haired fiance' leaning with his head against the wall on his right, dozing away. She placed the small shopping bag down on her left, as she sat down herself and leaned her head on her sleep-depraved Tsukune's shoulder, then gently kissed him on his neck.

"Hm-mm? Moka?", he sleepily asked, as he rubbed his eyes.

"Yes, Tsukune?" she lovingly replied.

"Did you find what you were looking for?", he lazily inquired as he hugged her from the side.

"Yes. The sales lady was quite helpful. I'm all done here. Could we go somewhere else now, Tsukune?", she adorably suggested, as she leaned forward, exposing the magnificent cleavage of her stupendous breasts.

Hypnotized by her bold gesture, he just shook his head yes in affirmation.

Once they exited the immense department store, Tsukune could finally ascertain that her impressive bosom seemed to be better supported now, due to her wearing a new brassier that properly fit her.

"So, Moka. Where would you like to go now? It's still early afternoon," he wondered out loud, just following her down the main avenue of the commerce district.

"Well, I was thinking. Could we take the local train to Tokyo? There's a few stores that I'd like to check out, as well as have lunch with you. My treat of course. As thanks for all your help today," she happily announced as she led him by the hand towards the train station, just a few blocks away from their current location.

"Uh, sure, Moka. That sounds like fun. What part of Tokyo?"

"It's called the Shibuya district. There are some rather cute stores that I'd like to visit."

"Sounds like a great idea, Moka. I haven't been there in ages," he answered as they approached the station. "It shouldn't take that long to get there. Forty minutes or so," he added, as they rode the escalator to the train platform at the top of the second-floor.

.........

After they had purchased their round-trip passes at the ticket machine, they waited off to the center of the platform, due to the sudden weekend influx of potential passengers that would completely fill the train to maximum capacity.

A short while later, their south-bound train slowly came to a halt.

After the automatic doors opened, dozens of passengers poured out onto the platform. Once the close was finally clear, Tsukune firmly held Moka's hand and led her into the closest car, quickly looking somewhere to rest.

Luckily they found a forward-facing seat in the center of the car.

Unfortunately that was to be a futile effort, since Moka had the inside seat, facing the window. A gaggle of teenagers pushed up against her, practically toppling on top of her. Tsukune sat up, and offered his aisle seat to her in his stead, which she gladly accepted. Now Tsukune was standing in front of Moka, blocking her from any further harassment.

That would be the least of his worries, for now.

A short while after that unfortunate event, Moka had picked up on a rather obnoxious confidential conversation commencing from the opposite side of the train car, that was directed towards her feminine appearance. She quickly stood up, and marched towards the direction of the secretive chit-chat that was in progress several yards away. Tsukune stood up and followed behind her, wondering what had affected her so adversely.

.........

"What do you want?", a young woman around twenty years of age asked, upon seeing Moka stomp over in her direction. The source of her irritation was amongst a group of other like-aged young women, dressed in punk-rock type garb.

Moka's yokai energy flared up rapidly, which Tsukune felt immediately.

"Apologize," Moka stated, as her eyes burned with anger.

"What?", another girl asked the perturbed vampire.

"I said apologize. I heard every word you said, regarding me and my fiance'," she stated rather sharply.

"Humph! You're hearing things, you pink-haired freak," another girl stated, as she rose up to face Moka, eye-to-eye.

Moka grabbed the source of her anger by her leather vest, and slammed her against the stainless steel back wall, nearly smashing her head into the window.

"Moka! Let her go; you're scaring the other passengers," Tsukune informed her, in a futile endeavor to calm his fiance' down.

"I. Said. Apologize. Now!", Moka barked, as her blood boiled with furious rage.

"Or I'll peel the flesh from your bones!", Moka continued as she growled, baring her fangs.

"Don't hurt me! I'm sorry! I'm very sorry! Please! Let me go!", the blue-haired girl pleaded, as she promptly released her bladder.

Moka then dropped her onto her rump and walked away, flashing her razor-sharp canines at the now-frightened collection of girls, huddled in the far corner of the car.

Tsukune bowed in an attempt to apologize for Moka's contempt towards the oddly-dressed young females, even though they had enraged her.

.........

Once Moka's anger subsided, she sat down in their still empty seat.

Tsukune followed suit, sitting next to her once again.

"Moka?"

"Yes, Tsukune?", she answered, staring blankly through the plexiglass window pane, admiring the passing scenery.

"Are you okay now? You looked as if you were about to show that girl her place just a moment ago," he stated.

"I'm sorry, Tsukune. But I heard everything what she said about me, and especially about you. She had to know what she said was wrong, and she pissed me off to no end," she firmly replied, as she faced her fiance' who was clearly more upset over what just transpired, than she was herself.

"Okay. I can understand that, but you can't do that in public, no matter how mad you are. I know that your vampire pride won't allow that. But please Moka, try to curb your emotions. If not for yourself, then for me, okay? I love you more than anything, and I don't like to see you that upset. Some people are just plain mean; you should know more about that, than anyone else," he told her as he tightly embraced her, attempting to boost her mood back to normal.

"I'm so-sorry, Tsukune. Don't hate me, please. All my emotions are a complete mess right now. I don't know how I can deal with all these thoughts and feelings; everything is so confusing all of a sudden. Please, help me. Don't leave me alone, Tsukune," Moka said, as she hugged him tight, now sobbing on his right shoulder.

"It's okay, Moka. I could never hate you. We'll work through this together; just like we always have. And I'll do everything I can to help you get through this difficult time. I will always love you and stay by your side, Moka. You'll always be the most important part of my life," he told her as he continued to hold her close.

"Thank you, Tsukune. I love you so much," she finally answered, tightly embracing him in return.

.......

After their hug, the young adult couple was brought back to reality, as the overhead mechanical voice loudly announced:

"ATTENTION PASSENGERS: NOW APPROACHING SHIBUYA STATION. ALL PASSENGERS DEPARTING, PLEASE REMEMBER TO BRING ALL PERSONAL BELONGINGS WITH YOU WHEN LEAVING THE TRAIN. NEXT STOP: SHIBUYA STATION. THANK YOU."

Moka's face lit up, when she heard the broadcast.

A minute later, the train eventually slowed to a complete stop.

Gathering her bag and purse, she stood close by Tsukune, ready to exit the train any moment now.

As the doors whooshed open, dozens of passengers poured out onto the platform, and went their separate ways.

Tsukune held Moka's hand, as the path was now clear for their turn to disembark the train.

"Moka? All set?," he asked her, seeing her mood do a complete one-eighty.

"Oh! Yes Tsukune! Let's go, let's go, let's go!!", she energetically replied.

He smiled at her more-than lovable antics.

Once they rode the escalator to the bottom floor, they were both stupefied seeing the amount of people wandering around Shibuya Crossing.

It was absolute chaos!

Its heavy traffic and inundation of advertising, has led to it being compared to the 'Times Square' intersection in New York City.

"Holy crap! Look at this mess!", Tsukune blurted out, once they found the main avenue that bisects Shibuya between Harajuku and Shinjuku.

"Tsukune! Look! Shibuya 109. That's where we're heading," she lovingly informed her boyfriend who was overwhelmed at the numerous shops, restaurants, ocean of crowds and malls in the area.

"Okay, Moka. Lead the way," he wearily replied, as she dragged him across the main street.

.........

The large round 'tower' shaped building is easily identifiable by the jumbo 109 plastered on the front in huge red numerals. The 109 building, located just across the street from Shibuya Station, opened in April 1979.

The interior of the building is designed to move shoppers in a loop on each floor from the elevators, past various shops. Although originally targeted at women in their 30s, the building later became more known as a mecca for young women from the gyaru ( a Japanese transliteration of the English word "gal" ) subculture.

........

Upon entering the huge mall known simply as "109", Moka's eyes sparkled seeing literally dozens of 'girly' shops on every floor.

"Wah! So cute! Look Tsukune!", she squealed in delight, as she took off for a clothing store across the large corridor from the entrance.

Darting after his adorable fiance', he caught up to her as she was perusing the numerous racks of misses' clothing. "So cute! Wow! Look!", she continually hollered at the top of her tiny lungs, as she tossed anything she found to be pretty or cute at her waiting fiance' across the store.

Before he realized it, he was literally buried under a mountain of frilly "girly" clothing.

"Moka! Oy! Moka!", he blurted out, his left hand waving frantically to gain her attention.

"Oh, Tsukune! Sorry, love. I got a little carried away," she empathetically apologized, as she rushed over to dig him out from under the mountain of clothing he was partly buried under. "It's okay, Moka. I'm fine," he said once he could breath finally.

"Hahahahaaahaaa! Tsukune! Hahahahahahaa!"

"What's wrong? Do I have something on my face?"

"Hahahahaaaa....no....haha! look!", she answered between fits of giggles.

She pulled a wide brimmed hat off of his head, that had feathers sticking out of the band around it. "Hahahahahaaaaa!", he replied in turn.

After their rambunctious laughter died off, Tsukune held a few articles of clothing for Moka that she just had to purchase. She found two frilly skirts that accentuated her flawless legs, along with two blouses that should fit her perfectly proportioned physique. "Tsukune, would it be okay if I tried these on? I want to be sure that they're the right size", she asked him as she searched for the fitting rooms, which were on the far side of the ladies clothing store.

"Sure, Moka. I'll wait out here for you. Take your time," he readily replied. "Thanks, Tsukune. I'll be out soon," she answered, as she disappeared behind the heavy, black curtains that lead to the fitting area in the rear of the shop.

After hearing a few "oofs" and "ohhs" escape from behind the partition, Moka made her graceful debut. Tsukune was sitting in a chair right in front of the doorway of the changing area.

"Well, what do you think, Tsukune?", she asked him, as he witnessed her blinding radiant beauty.

She was wearing a medium-length black skirt with multicolored flowers of pink, purple and blue designs covering the sheer fabric. Her blouse was a simple metallic lavender short-sleeved dress shirt, with a deep v-neck, matching buttons down the front.

"Moka...wow," was his simple reply, as his eyes grew to the size of saucers.

"I'll take that as a definite yes, Tsukune," Moka said as she bent down to his level, and planted a kiss on his forehead. She then disappeared once again behind the heavy curtains. After trying on her other outfit quickly, she finally reappeared redressed in her fuscia and black dress, then exited the changing area.

"That was fast," her fiance' quipped. She just smiled that dazzling smile of hers in his general direction. Moka then made her way to the register, pulled out her purse, and paid for her purchases.

She was quite happy, to say the least.

It was well past two o'clock in the afternoon by now.

.......

After her first shopping excursion, Moka led Tsukune across the street to the train station. They would now head southbound for roughly five minutes to Yebisu Garden Place, which is one of Tokyo's most pleasant cities within the city.

Consisting of roughly a dozen buildings and skyscrapers, it features a large array of restaurants and shops including a Mitsukoshi department store, the Westin Tokyo hotel, the Michelin 3-star Chateau Restaurant Taillvent-Robuchon, offices, residential spaces and a photography museum.

Yebisu Garden Place is built on the former site of a beer brewery, where the still existing Yebisu Beer brand had been brewed since 1890. Interestingly, it was the beer brand which gave the later developing town and railway station of Ebisu its name, and not the other way around.

After disembarking the train at Ebisu Station, the young couple rode the elevator to the first floor. Once they arrived at the corner, Moka hailed a Taxi and gave the driver the location of their next destination.

"Wow, Moka. I'm impressed. You really know your way around here," Tsukune told her, once they were seated in the back seat of the cab.

"Well, I used to live not too far from here, in Roppongi Hills with my step-mother. I attended junior high in Tokyo, just a short distance away. Actually, I still have access to her apartment," Moka explained to him, just as their taxi pulled in front of Garden Place.

After they both split the cab fare, the young couple ambled along the sidewalk, searching for a suitable place to have a quiet lunch together.

........

Without warning, Tsukune's cellphone started buzzing, alerting him of an incoming call. He fished it out of his pocket with his free right hand and saw the name flash across the caller ID screen; flipping it open to answer.

"Hi mom."

"Hello, sweety. Are you and that lovely girl of yours having a nice day?

"Yes, we were, up until you called," he dryly replied.

"I'm sorry if I interrupted your fun-time, sweety," his mother lovingly teased.

"It's okay, mom. I was only joking. So, what's going on?"

"Well, I just called your father and told him that I needed to speak to him tonight...about something. You know, about your fiance' Moka."

"Okay...so what did he say to that?"

"He told me that he's taking me out to dinner in a few hours, so we can discuss the matter privately. Oh, don't worry. I won't go into too much detail, especially out in public."

"Alright, mom. Please don't divulge any more info than necessary," he told her.

"I'll be careful, sweety. So in for now, you and Moka just take your time getting back. Have a nice evening, and we'll see you whenever you come home. Please send my regards to Moka. Bye, son."

"Thanks, mom. Will do. Bye."

He then closed his cellphone, and shoved it back into his pocket.

........

"So Tsukune, what did mom say?", Moka inquired as she only heard Tsukune's one-sided conversation.

Now walking around aimlessly, he gave her the basic rundown of the somewhat lengthy phone-call with his mom, Kasumi.

"Oh, I see. Well I trust her not to say too much; only what she knows of from our little chat this morning. But what did she mean when she said "take your time coming home?", Moka inquired.

"If I were to take a guess, I think both of my parents know that you and I made love in the living-room early this morning, after we came home from the nightclub," he explained to her, just a fast blush raced across her cheeks, knowing immediately what he was getting at.

"Oh my. Um. I see. Uh, I suppose we were somewhat loud. Well, me mostly. I couldn't control my voice. But it was so amazing. I never experienced such a powerful orgasm like that with you ever, before last night. You're quite a fantastic lover, my dear Tsukune," she replied, which caused him to blush a little.

"Oh, is that so?", he answered as he performed his Patented "I'm-so-nervous-that-I-have-to-rub-the-back-of-my-head", head rub

........

After wandering around for a while longer, they finally found a quaint little eating establishment right across the street from Garden Place.

A "Family" type restaurant.

After being seated by the hostess, Moka and Tsukune glanced over the menu that resembled a small book.

"So, Moka. See anything that you like?", he inquired, seeing her head buried behind the menu. Without saying a word, she removed her right shoe, and began to rub her foot up and down his left leg, then rested her bare toes against his crotch.

"Ah! Moka!", he blurted out, as he jumped out of his seat.

Every other customer in the restaurant stared at his rather rambunctious rousing.

"Mm-mm, yes. But it doesn't seem to be on the menu, apparently," she replied with a sly grin, still hiding her face behind the menu / book.

"Oh, I see. I think I'll have the meatloaf," he replied as he sweat dropped.

"Mm-mm. I'd like to have some meat...too," she boldly hinted.

Once the waitress approached their table, they both had ordered the meatloaf dinner, complete with mashed potatoes and gravy, along with a Caesar salad. To drink they had their usual: a tall glass of tomato juice.

"Moka. What the heck? We're in public."

"I can't help it, Tsukune. I want you, now."

"Well, I want you, too. But we're going to have to put that off for a while."

"Okay, Tsukune. I guess I can wait a for a while, too. Sorry. I just want you so badly, it hurts...so much...," she sadly replied.

"Moka..."

Their mood was interrupted by the waitress expediting their order to their table, post-haste.

They ate mostly in uncomfortable silence. Tsukune knew in his heart that Moka loved him just as much as he loved her. But her sudden mood swings were starting to concern him to the point that he couldn't even gather his thoughts together.

He would definitely have to sit her down, for a long chat very soon.

.......

After Moka waved down their waitress for the bill, she pulled out her wallet and paid the check immediately, without waiting for her change.

"Tsukune? All set?", she inquired as he was staring blankly out the window, lost deeply in his own thoughts. "Oh, Moka. Yes. Thanks for lunch," he quietly answered, as he slid out of the booth and stood next to her.

"You're welcome, Tsukune. Let's go now, shall we?"

"Uh, sure Moka. After you."

She then grabbed his left hand, and swiftly led him outside the restaurant.

It was now roughly four-thirty in the afternoon.

Walking down the avenue, Tsukune quickly halted and stood still.

"Moka. What's wrong? Is something bothering you?"

"Yes, Tsukune. Everything is bothering me. Like I told you on the train earlier, my feelings and emotions are all mixed up now. I wanted to rip that girl to shreds, for what she said about us. Do you want to know what she said? Do you?", Moka half-shouted, as a few tears trickled down her adorable cheeks.

She continued, as she closed the distance between themselves and wrapped her arms behind his back. "She said...she said that I was...I was dressed like a prostitute. And that...and that *sniff* you...you were...were...paying me for my companionship...and much worse...why? Why would someone say...something horrible *sniff* like that? Why, Tsukune?"

"Moka. I honestly don't know. I'm sorry you had to hear that. I'm very sorry."

.........

Moka continued to cry uncontrollably for nearly half-an-hour or so. Tsukune had to literally carry her away from the sidewalk, to a more secluded area; far from the prying eyes of the general public.

He found a park bench under the archway of Ebisu Garden.

She leaned against him, still crying her heart out. Tsukune continued to hold her closely, doing everything he could to calm her down somewhat.

Tsukune then started to rub his left hand in small circles against her back. Moka's lament slowly ceased, and was now moaning lightly.

"Felling better, now?", he softly inquired, sensing her mood brighten considerably.

"Yes I am. Thank you, Tsukune. I don't know what I'd do without you," she happily replied, as she then turned to her right and planted a sweet kiss on his lips.

After their embrace, he finally had a chance to speak seeing as he desperately needed some oxygen, before he passed out.

"You're welcome, Moka. I'm glad that I can be here for you, no matter what you're going through. Good or bad. I'm always here for you."

"Thank you once again, Tsukune. That really means a lot to me," she added as a small smile parted her pink lips.

........

"Okay, where would you like to go next, Moka?", he wondered aloud, as she searched for a cab.

"Oh, well...I was wondering, Tsukune. If um...you'd like to see where I used to live?", she told him just as she spotted a black and yellow taxi, and proceeded to flag it down.

"Sure thing, Moka. I'd like that. I've never actually been to Roppongi before. Yeah, sounds like a plan," he responed as the taxi pulled up.

After hopping in the back seat, Moka asked the driver to take them back to Ebisu Station. From there they would take the north-bound train to Shibuya Station, then take the east-bound subway to the Roppongi District. It would take them approximately thirty minutes to travel there.

.........

Once they arrived back at Shibuya Station, the early-evening crowd was much worse than earlier that afternoon. "Moka, stick close to me. The train's going to be packed," he informed her once the train pulled up to the platform, a moment later.

"Okay. Thank you, Tsukune," she happily replied as she held his right hand firmly. Once they quickly found an empty side-ways facing seat, they plopped down, both a little exhausted from running all over most of Shibuya the entire afternoon.

After exiting the train roughly five minutes later, they rode the elevator down one last time, and made their way to the subway station underneath Shibuya Station.

Once they found the correct subway line, they waited off to the far side of the underground platform, and patiently awaited the next express train.

"So Moka, how far is your step-mother's apartment from the subway station?", Tsukune asked his fiance', who was sitting to his left, eyes closed. "Mmm...about a five minute walk," she replied, as she finally opened her now-amber eyes.

"ATTENTION PASSENGERS: THE TRAIN IS NOW APPROACHING THE PLATFORM. PLEASE STAND BACK BEHIND THE YELLOW LINE. THIS IS THE ROPPONGI EXPRESS. THANK YOU."

Once the subway train came to a complete halt, Moka held Tsukune's hand and boarded, looking for somewhere to rest for a bit. No luck.

The train was absolutely packed to maximum capacity.

They found an empty spot in the far back corner of their car, and held each other tight.

"Are you okay, Moka?"

"Yes, I'm fine, Tsukune. Thank you. We'll be there shortly," she informed her loving fiance', still hugging him firmly.

About ten minutes later, the overhead announcement came over loud and clear.

"ATTENTION PASSENGERS: NOW APPROACHING ROPPONGI STATION. PLEASE BRING ALL BELONGINGS WITH YOU AS YOU DEPART THE TRAIN. ONCE AGAIN: NOW APPROACHING ROPPONGI STATION. THANK YOU."

A minute later, the train eventually slowed to a full stop.

Gathering her bag and purse once again, she stood next to Tsukune, ready to exit the subway train any moment now.

As the doors slowly whooshed open, dozens of passengers poured out onto the platform, and went their separate ways.

Tsukune held Moka's hand, as the path was now clear for their turn to disembark the train.

"Tsukune, this way," she informed him, pointing to the exit that read 'Roppongi Hills'.

.........

After walking up the long stairwell that lead to the main street, Moka was happily humming the entire time. Tsukune was rather relieved that her mood had brightened considerably over the past hour, ever since her emotional breakdown at Garden Place.

Once they arrived at street-level, Tsukune felt as though her were in a completely different city. And a ritzy area, at that. Roppongi is a district in Tokyo that is well known as the city's most popular nightlife district among foreigners, offering a large number of foreigner friendly bars, restaurants and night clubs. Roppongi and the surrounding districts of Azabu, Hiroo and Akasaka are home to many embassies, and a large refugee community.

Thanks to the appearance of several art museums, Roppongi has also developed a reputation as a cultural center. The National Art Center is Japan's largest art museum, and together with Roppongi Hills' Mori Art Museum and Tokyo Midtown's Suntory Museum of Art forms the "Art Triangle Roppongi".

Once all this finally sunk in, he recalled that Moka's family was indeed very wealthy. "Tsukune, this way," she lightly instructed as she tugged his hand in the direction of her former home at Roppongi Hills. "Okay, Moka. Lead the way," he happily replied.

"Wow, Moka. This is a really nice area. So much different than back home," he commented, noticing all the recently-built skyscrapers, and shopping malls. "Yes, Tsukune. There's several nightclubs and art museums around here as well," she told him, as they rounded the corner and were now in front of Moka's former home.

Mid-Town Tower. A massive eighty story building. "Moka, you lived here?!", he shouted as they make their way to the front entrance. "Yes, Tsukune. For my three years during junior high."

Once they arrived inside the lobby, Moka opened her purse, and presented her resident ID card to the front desk. The clerk in turn gave her the key-card to the apartment on the top floor. "Okay, Tsukune. This way," she informed him once he found his bearings inside the massive marble foyer.

Moka then walked up to a row of elevators and pressed the 'up' button, her fiance' following closely behind her

..........

Once the express elevator arrived, the metallic mechanical door slid open, they then stepped inside. Moka then passed her key-card in front of the sensor on the control panel, indicating her floor number. Eighty.

The door then slid closed, and the elevator quickly ascended to the predetermined destination. Tsukune felt somewhat disoriented as the elevator car rapidly accelerated upward. He had to grab the brass handrail behind himself, so he wouldn't tumble. Moka saw his bewildered dismay, and helped him to regain his balance.

"Thanks Moka," he sheepishly replied.

"No problem, Tsukune. Sorry, I should've warned you beforehand" she softly told him.

He just hugged her tightly as gratitude.

The elevator started to gradually slow down a few minutes later, indicating they were nearly at their stop. The penthouse floor.

* ding ding *

As the door swooshed open, Moka made a right turn down the hallway to her apartment. After walking for what seemed like eternity, Moka stopped in front of a large wooded door, with an electronic locking mechanism on top of where the door handle should be. She swiped her key-card down through the slot on front, unlocking it.

A small green light told her the door was now open.

She walked inside and removed her shoes in the entrance way. Tsukune followed behind her, mimicking her actions. "Oh my god!", he bellowed upon seeing the interior of her 'apartment'. Dark wooden floors, a ten-foot ceiling. To his left, there was a panoramic window-view of the surrounding area, including Tokyo Tower and the rest of the city in the distance.

"Tsukune. Here, follow me please," she gently instructed.

"Uh, sure Moka. Right behind you."

Mokas' apartment was quite impressive. It was easily 2,000 square feet.

"Over here is the kitchen and dining area," she pointed out, indicating the large stainless steel stove, matching sink and double-wide refrigerator. He also noticed marble counter tops, with bands of gold interlaced in the design. In the dining room, there was a medium-sized rectangular-shaped Lucite dining table with four matching red chairs.

"Over here is the living room," she added, as she continued her tour.

There was a huge "L" shaped black leather couch, across from a fifty-five inch high-definition LED flat-screen TV.

She then walked down a short hallway adjacent to the living-room.

"And here is the bathroom, and here is my bedroom," she announced.

"I must say Moka, this is a great apartment. I'm surprised," he said after the grand tour. "Well, it's all paid for. I just have no use for this place. Lots of sad memories," she said as she quickly hugged him.

"I know, Moka. I'm sorry I didn't know you back then," he told her, as she embraced him firmer. "But, you can always make new, happy memories," he hinted to her.

"Really, Tsukune?", she answered as she lovingly gazed into his chocolate eyes.

"Yes, Moka. Really," he stated as he impulsively kissed her, parting her soft, pink lips with his tongue. Which caused her breath to hitch at the sudden jolt of affection, catching her off guard. Which then resulted in her moaning in delight.

..........

He then picked her up around her slender waist, lips still locked, then pushed her up against her bedroom door. She then dropped her purse and shopping bags to the carpeted floor below. With her free hand, she turned the door handle, opening it behind her. Taking her silent suggestion, he carried her over to the queen-sized bed with the crimson velvet blanket, and matching silk sheets.

Gently laying her down, she hastily pulled him on top of herself.

Holding her face close, he starts to French-kiss his beautiful pink-haired fiance'.

Feeling more aroused now, she returns his love, and starts to moan inside his mouth, as their tongues wrestle each other madly. Which in turn aroused him instantaneously.

Sensing his throbbing manhood up against her firm belly, Moka begins to rub it with her free hand. Tsukune then slowly moves his hands behind her back, and gingerly unzips her pink and black dress.

Moka then quickly removes it; allowing it fall to the bed below, while still on her knees. Still kissing her beloved, she unbuckles his belt; then unzips his jeans, which then follow suit. She then unbuttons his teal cotton shirt.

Panting heavier, and getting moist; Moka releases their embrace, and moves momentarily so they can continue undressing. A moment later all their clothes and undergarments are hastily displaced, scattered all across the red-carpeted floor.

Tsukune bares witness to her amazingly sexy physique. Her massive perky breasts, her flat abdomen and shapely well-defined legs. She then pulled him down onto her soft bosom, as he inhaled her intoxicating natural scent.

Releasing him so he can breath, he then hovers over her perfect naked form, gently grabs her soft mounds of flesh and begins massaging them.

"Ahhhh...Mmmm...Tsukune...Ahhhh...Tsukune....Mmmm...," she repeatedly moaned her lover's name. She tenderly guided him to her huge pink nipples, in turn licking his tongue across each one, causing them to harden immediately.

"Ahhhh...Tsuukune!! Ahhhh!", she bellows out. Which results in his rock-hard manhood to swell in girth. He then slowly begins planting soft, wet kisses across her flat belly, which results in her to shudder with delight.

Working his way down to her flower, he tenderly strokes her nub for a few minutes, which was asking for some attention. Tsukune gently licked it up and down. Moka then screamed out in ecstasy as she arched her back; her sweet juices began flowing out like a river.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!! Tsukune!! AHHHHHH!!", she yelled out, her voice echoing on her bedchamber walls.

Tsukune immediately dived in and began drinking his fill, enjoying the sound of his mate's convulsive climax.

___________________________________________________________

Panting heavily now, Moka gently motions for him to lay down on her right side, patting the spot next to herself. "Tsu-kun-e...that was just...unreal...," she states, attempting to regain her breath. He just grins from ear to ear, seeing how satisfied she looks.

A few moments later, once her breathing returns to somewhat normal levels, she turned to face him and buries her head in the crook of his neck to her right. "Tsukune. I want you. Now. Take me. I am all yours," she seductively whispers to him, causing his erection to throb madly.

Turning over to her left now, and lying on her belly, she then leans forward, with her hands still on her bed, sits up on her knees, then raises her perfectly peach-shaped posterior above the bed.

Tsukune is in absolute awe.

He's never seen such a provocative side of his fiance', but doesn't say a word. He traces the amazing curves of her shapely rear, which causes her to moan intensely. "Ahhh...Tsukune. Take me. Now. From behind," she alluringly instructs him.

He then gets up, and crawls behind her still on the jumbo-sized bed, and places each of his hands on the sides of her voluptuous hips. Gripping her firmly, he sat up on his knees, as she slowly spread her sweet honey pot with her left hand, as her right hand supported her weight.

He slowly slides his throbbing manhood inside her warm honeypot.

Carnal moans of ecstasy escape her lips, as he gradually inched his way inside.

"Tsukune! Oh my god! Ahhhh! Aahhh...AHHH!...So BIG!", she lustfully pleaded, as his movements become more intense every passing second.

"Tsukune! Give it to me HARDER! Ahhh! MORE!! HARDER!! AHHH! MORE!! UHNN!", she yelled, as she was on the brink of a powerful orgasm. He did as beseeched by his lover. Her massive, full breasts sway to and fro violently, as his thrusts increase in strength.

"Ahhh! Moka! You. Feel. Amazing."

His continuous pounding assault on her womanhood from behind, induced the young girl into experience her first explosive major climax of the evening.

"AHHHH! TSUKUNE!! AHHH AAAAHHH AHHHHHHHHHH! AHHHH! YES OH TSUKUNE YES!! AHHHHH AHH UNHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH AAAHHH AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Moka's orgasm was so powerful, it caused her knees to quickly buckle.

Tsukune continued to lightly ram her from behind, which caused her entire body to convulse into a second, less forceful climax.

"AHHHH UHNNNHHH! TSUKUNE!", she bellowed out, as her bed was now drenched due in fact to her consecutive spasms of ecstasy.

Tsukune stopped momentarily, so Moka could regain her sanity.

He then pulled out of her flower, as she plopped onto the bed.

.........

Moka is completely speechless, and utterly worn out.

Tsukune lays next to her, as she's flat on the bed, her face in a satiny pillow. Her legs are still twitching from her impassioned eruptions of mind-blowing pleasure.

"Moka? Are you okay?", he inquired out of genuine concern.

"Mmm...yes...fine...good...never felt better...", she replied, her voice muffled by her pillow, giving him a weak thumbs-up.

A few moments later, she finally turns over to her right, her head propped up on her hand, and looks at Tsukune, who is wearing a ridiculous grin on his face, and still sporting major wood.

"Tsukune. That was...wow."

"I'll take that as a compliment," he teasingly replied.

"Yes. Um, I can see that you're still, um, healthy down there."

"Oh, this? Yeah. Ready for another round?", he remarked, as Moka gently massaged his rock-like manhood in her delicate hands.

"Yes, I am. But please be more gentle. I'm a little sensitive," she firmly stated.

"Okay, Moka. I'll be nice and gentle. You have my word."

"Thank you, Tsukune."

She then lays flat on her back, with a pillow under her head.

Tsukune hovers over her, as she starts to gently kiss him.

He returns her affections, then slowly moves to her right ear, nuzzling it gently. Moka moans lightly, in delight of his adoration.

.........

"Tsukune. I'm ready now. Please, nice and slow."

He nods yes in agreement, as she slowly spreads her legs, giving her lover the go-ahead to enter her womanhood and become one with her again.

"Ohhhh...yes...Tsukune...slowly...my love..."

"Moka...you feel so warm. I love you."

"I love you my dear, sweet Tsukune. So very much."

Their fingers intertwine together, as Tsukune's thrusts remain slow and steady. They continue to kiss each other devotedly, the flames of their passion building gradually inside their very cores.

"Ooohhh...yes...love...slowly...so big...oh Tsukune....love me forever..."

"Moka...Moka...you're so warm....ahhhh...Moka...I'm close....ahhhh..."

"Yes, Tsukune...you..can...go...a...little...more...Ah...so hard...and big!"

His pace increases ever-so slowly, until the bed begins to rock back and forth.

"Tsukune!! AHHH AHHHH yes....Oh god...more...love...yes yes yes...oh GOD yes!..."

"Moka...any...second...ahhh ahhhhhh ahhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Tsukune....now...ahhh ahhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

..................

Both Moka and Tsukune were exhausted from their hour-long love making.

Tsukune collapsed on top of Moka, as he was completely depleted of all remaining energy. They both dozed off to rest, once Tsukune removed his limp body from the top of her enormous breasts, which he was happily using as a temporary pillow.

Even though it was early evening, they had to admit that they had a rather hectic day, that ended with a big bang.

.................

A/N:

I'm done! I worked on this chapter on and off for nearly 4 days!

Thanks to my Beta Readers from deviant art for their assist:

Onyx2589:, edichter, Train48, and LtheDarkCreeper!

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I could use some useful ideas for the next chapter. But I will not be bringing any other characters in from the manga nor anime series.

Nor will I be bringing back the silver-haired version of Moka.

Once again, the 'current' Moka is now both Mokas in one.

I explained all that in the previous chapter.

And I will not be going back on that decision. At all.

If you're confused, I suggest that you please go back and read it.

The next chapter will be out when I'm up to it. Maybe a week or two from now. Most likely late April.

No promises, but I'll do my best.

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