99Authors note: Well time for the standard disclaimer. All R&V characters are not mine, I am just reinterpreting them for the fan fiction. This chapter is a bit on the short side, so I hope that my pace isn't going to fast. Please leave reviews I truly want to know what you think of what I have written. Now on to the story.
Chapter 2
Dream a Little Dream
It was late as Tsukune and Moka emerged from headmaster. Mikogami's laboratory. Escorted by Toujou Ruby, they walked back to the dorms in silence. The creaks and moans of the old trees could be heard in the background while everyone was lost in their own thoughts. With one foot in front of the other, they marched onward to the dorms, with their own thoughts running heavily around in their heads.
Tsukune was lightly fingering the rosario at his neck as he glanced over at the pink haired Moka chan, walking at his side. It seemed that everything was happening so fast. Tsukune barely had time to understand all that was happening to him, yet deep down he knew he could now be with his Moka chan forever. Still it hurt to know he would never be human again, and that he would have to hide his true self behind this rosario from his parents who raised him, from his cousin who grew up with him, and from all the other humans out in the world he might meet.
Beside him Moka chan was also lost in thought, as both inner and outer Moka began to realize that they were no longer trapped by the seal, that they could remove it at will. They both realized that they were no longer forced to rely on Tsukune to release the seal.
Omote's mind, whirling with doubts and fears she thought"Ura, do you think he will stay with us? I know I shouldn't think this way, but if he stays, we won't be alone anymore. I don't want to be alone."
Ura replied "Of course he will stay. He is ours now."
After returning to their respective dorms, that night as they both slept the connection forged as a side effect of Mikogami's magic began to take hold as they dreamed.
Moka walked under a silvery moon, along a windswept beach, with the breeze flowing though her silver hair. Up ahead she saw Tsukune standing, his dark silver hair waving a bit on the nights breeze. Despite the quickening pace of her heart, she slowed her walk just a bit. Her sandels just peeking out from under the hem of her light aqua sleeveless, and strapless dress.
Tsukune fidgeted a bit in the oyster white suit, as one foot tapped lightly to the rhythm of the band playing on the back porch of a small beach house. As he stood there, a bright and warm smile appeared on his countenance as his eyes tracked a vision of beauty approaching him. Watching he couldn't help but be moved by the sight of Moka in her light aqua dress, walking towards him, as the waves shimmered in the moonlight while they broke upon the beach.
Moka could now clearly hear a band playing, as she walked closer but not directly towards Tsukune. Glancing up at the young man, her heart began to race and a deep blush appeared on her face. Quickly she averted her eyes for a couple of seconds before her gaze was drawn back to him, like a moth to the flame.
Like a sun in the middle of dark space, Tsukune stood, slowly pivoting as Moka continued to draw closer. Then he took one step forward, a warm smile beaming to Moka as he spoke "You look like an angel tonight. Would you give me the honor of a dance?". Tsukune held his hand out for her, as he took the last step, stopping but a step from her.
Moka took his hand, nodding her head, as Tsukune gently pulled her to him and wrapped his free arm around her waist. She let her body begin to sway to the beat of the music as she followed Tsukune's lead. For hours it seemed they danced, gently kissing each other.
"Moka san, I am so happy right now. I care so much for you. I love you" Tsukune took Moka's face in his hands and pulling her to him, Tsukune passionately kissed Moka.
Slowly it all faded away as the sound bells and buzzes could be heard glaring against the music.
Tsukune sat straight up, his alarm clock buzzing at him from across the room. Flashes of memory moved across his mind like slides in a slide show. Images of Moka in a light aqua blue dress. The feel of the small of her back under his hand. The taste of her lips. He sat in the bed for a few minutes, before he turned and placed his bare feet on the cold floor. Tsukune glared once more at the alarm clock, wishing he could just pull the covers back over his head and dive back into the dream. But with a sigh of regret he stood up and began his morning routine.
Meanwhile over in the girls dorm, Moka groped for her alarm clock, a couple of fingers tapping the snooze button to quiet the chiming bells, as she lay in bed looking up at the ceiling. Inside the rosario, Ura had slept and dreamed last night. Now to some extent the afterglow of the dream was still with her. She could almost smell the ocean, a vivid memory of Tsukune holding her tight against his body as they danced was clear in her mind.
"Ohayou Omote,"
Omote could hear the cheerfulness of Ura's voice through the rosario. "Wow, your in a good mood this morning. Did you have a nice dream last night?"
"I had a wonderful dream, Omote. I danced the night away with our Tsukune. He was so handsome in his white suit." Ura said, her voice warm and soft compared to its normal more shall we say harsh tones. "Did you dream as well, Omote?"
"Yes, but it wasn't like yours, I just remember brief images here and there." she said in quiet voice.
Omote and Ura continued to chat to each other as Omote Moka prepared for another day at school. With the uniform back on, Moka headed downstairs and out of the girls dorm, her eyes searching for Tsukune as she walked towards the main school building. Walking into the courtyard in front of the school, Moka quickened here steps until she was walking beside Tsukune. Reaching over Moka took Tsukune's hand as she smiled up at him. Tsukune smiled back at Moka, giving her hand a little squeeze.
XXX Yesterday Homeroom Class
As usual, Mizore sat unnoticed in the back of the class, her eyes and hear focused upon Tsukune. Being known as the stalker wasn't without reason. Her ability to move unnoticed was finely tuned, and she used all of her skill now to follow Tsukune and Moka as they were escorted from the morning class. Even as skilled as she was though, not even Mizore would be able to follow the pair for very long inside the Administration building without being caught.
For hours she sat waiting outside while all sorts of dour thoughts ran through her head. Finally when she was about to give up three emerged from the administration building, Toujou Ruby, Aono Tsukune and Akashiya Moka. Moving with the shadows she traced their steps until they were at the school dorms. A small smile found its way on her face when the three went their seperate ways. Tomorrow yes tomorrow she would be ready. Something was happening and she was determined to get to the bottom of it.
XXX Present time School Yard
As the various students walked towards the school building, a few here and there stood loitering while the others walked on past them. Amongst those standing to the side, was one Shirayuki Mizore. This lavender haired girl was another of the students close to Tsukune and also a member of the Newspaper Club. And like the other members of the club, she too harbored feelings for Tsukune. Seeing Moka and Tsukune being so friendly this morning, she began to silently follow them, staying just close enough to hear the conversation, but still far enough away to avoid detection. With her ability to seemingly blend in they didn't call her a stalker for nothing.
Looking ahead Tsukune began to speak. "Moka chan, I want you to know how happy I am to have you by my side. After all that happened yesterday I was in daze and I just felt so overwhelmed. But last night it all became crystal clear. I had a dream where i was dancing with Ura Moka. And it felt so right. This morning, seeing you I know it's both of you that are so special to me."
Omote could almost hear Ura gasp when she heard Tsukune's words. "Omote I don't know exactly what is happening here, but I think he shared my dream. Ask him what I was wearing last night." Moka leaned in towards Tsukune. "Tsukune, what was Ura wearing in your dream?"
Turning his head to Moka. "Ah, Moka chan, she was wearing this light aqua dress, and I had on this white suit."
Ura's mind whirled with the possibilities. "Omote, I don't know how, or why, but we had the same dream last night, Tsukune and I. Tell him we will meet with him in the woods after class to talk later".
"Tsukune, Ura wants me to tell you that she wants to talk to you later on this afternoon after classes."
"Did she say what it was about?".
"No, she just said the two of you need talk."
Tsukune nodded his head.
As the Tsukune and Moka walked on into the school building, from the shadows, Mizore quietly stood listening to Tsukune and Moka's conversation. Well she thought to herself. "I guess I will just have follow them and see whats so important."
Later that afternoon in the grave yard Tsukune watched as Moka chan came up the hill to join him in the graveyard, removing her rosario as she stopped in front of him. Also in the graveyard, Mizore sat quietly in one of the trees a small lollipop dangled loosely in her mouth. She wasn't sure what was going on, but she didn't like the direction it was heading.
"Hello Tsukune" Moka san said, her long silver hair waving into the wind. "So tell me of the dream you had last night."
"Well, I only remember bits and pieces, but I remember the feeling of dancing, and the sound of the ocean. A face, I think it was your face. And it felt like it went on for hours but I can't be sure, cause its only fragments I remember. But I also remember being happy. Happy cause I was with one of the two most wonderful women that I know. A silver haired beauty and her pink haired sister."
"See Ura I told you he loves us."
"Quiet Omote, I need to think."
Clearing his throat, "Moka san I am serious when I say I was happy to be with you. And its not because your beautiful on the outside, but because of who you are in here" tapping his heart. "We have been here almost a year now and didn't you once say if I made Moka chan unhappy I would have to seduce you? Well I want to give you my love, not try and seduce you." spinning around on one foot. "Besides now that I am like you, you don't have to hide your feelings anymore." grinning lightly.
Moka draws herself up fully. "Don't get ahead of yourself Tsukune san. After all you have been a full vampire for what a day now. You have no idea what it means to be a vampire like me."
"Didn't you tell the headmaster that I was your responsibility, that you were going to teach me. Well teach me what it means to be a vampire."
"I know I am going to regret this, Omote let me spend this weekend with Tsukune." Ura asks of her outer half.
"I will, even as much as I wanted to spend it with him I will." Omote grudgingly replies.
Stepping right up to Tsukune, her eyes boring into Tsukune's she began to speak with a restrained anger in her voice. "You need not remind me of my responsibilities, Tsukune. I am well aware of what I said. I am going to train you how to be a vampire and you will learn or I will break every bone in your body before I am through. Do I make myself clear?"
Flinching a bit under Moka fierce gaze, Tsukune managed to reply "Crystal clear Akashiya sensei".
With a bit of annoyance in her thoughts. "This is all your fault Omote"
Omote giggles inside.
Just a short distance away, another was also coming to a conclusion about what was being said. Sitting quietly in her perch, Mizore's heart felt like a great weight had been placed upon it, when she heard what amounted to Tsukune's declaration of love to Moka. And she almost dropped her lollipop when she heard that Tsukune was now a vampire. She knew that he had just barely escaped being destroyed when he had turned into a mindless ghoul, but thanks to the headmaster, he was sealed. But now to find out he was a vampire. Peering closer she could make out the rosario hanging from a gold chain around his neck and noticed that his holy lock was no longer on his wrist. Mizore shook her head a bit, her heart growing heavier as she knew this would only serve to pull him closer to Moka and away from her and the others. But a sliver of hope remained at the bit of anger escaping Moka's lips. Maybe there was still a chance to pull Tsukune away from her.