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Sorry for taking so long. Also, people have been asking me what happened to Rex and Rex's stories. And honestly, I ain't got a clue. Haven't spoken to Rex in a while. I could try to get in contact, but I ain't promising anything. If I were you guys, I'd go and ask the person in question. It may be possible that I may have to do this story on my own, but I don't want to. It wouldn't feel right to do it wothout my partner in crime. But, I'm not gonna be mean to my readers, and if needed, I'll do my best.

Chapter 6: Blood Red Memories

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I saw it all so clearly. Yes, it's all so clear. This woman has the power of premonition, but this power was not her own. The ability was always dormant in her, but only until she met up with the spirit known as Jack Frost, was her true potential awakened. All of her visions come from him. But his memories… They're what stopped me from bleeding her dry. He was there: the day I lost everything.

The coven was in the middle of a hunt. A hunt for the very first werewolf. My brother, Kouta. He was a lycan of supreme power. But he was unable to control himself. His mind was overrun by his primal blood lust. He would go from village to village, slaughtering many lives, human and youkai. It had to stop. He risked unveiling the youkai world to humans, and would even increase the werewolf population. That was something the vampires, including the elders, could not allow. We finally tracked my brother to a village of yuki onna and tribesman. There were some humans there too, most likely forced to live here against their will. But it seemed that now they were free from their shackles, for all around us, were corpses of both species. Families were slain, warriors were mangled. This once peaceful village was now a wasteland, where only the dead reside. Brother...How could you?

'This has gone far enough, Akira. Your brother must be stopped.'

Hiroshi. That bastard. He was always out for himself. I never trusted him, but unfortunately, I needed him. Around that time, the death dealers would only think of him. Amazing, how in all of Japan, this fool was the one who was fortunate to own his own army.

'Hiroshi. Calm yourself. He can't be far. I'm sure he's close. Right, Akira?'

Calypso: beauty and strength. A deadly combination. She was Hiroshi's second in command, and loyal subject. She was formidable in combat, with skills that would put Hiroshi's daughters to shame. She was a weapon master, who was nearly indestructible. Although she was kind to me, not even she could be trusted. For her, Hiroshi's words were absolute.

'Yes. By the looks of these corpses, he couldn't have gone too far. I suggest we dispose of the human bodies. It's only a matter of time before they turn.'

Even if Hiroshi was a fool, he wasn't stupid. His hatred for werewolves knew no bounds. He'd be damned if he would let them spread. And with that, all vampires in the vicinity grabbed torches and burned the human bodies. The Yuki Onna and tribesman were no issue. Being bitten by a werewolf would instantly kill them. Unlike vampires, werewolves were more carnivorous than we are. It'd be a sure death if they sink their fangs into you. The fires continued to spread and more bodies began to burn. As I look on to the destruction Kouta has brought upon this village, my heart continues to ache. I could only feel hatred to my father, who shunned us both for what we became. He made no effort to help Kouta. He only let him continue these atrocities. Damn Him. Damn his cold heart to the pits of hell. Looking back to the destruction, I noticed something odd. The bodies that we were burning showed no response to the flame. If they were still unturned, they should be decaying by now. Unless... No, it couldn't be. My questions were answered when a body burst through a house.

'They're turning!!!!'

We were too late. The humans began their transformation. We couldn't let them escape this place, so in order to stop them, a battle erupted. All around us, humans were transforming and retaliating against us. All around us, Vampire and werewolves were being slain. Even I had to agree with Hiroshi. This had to stop. I was under the influence that Hiroshi wouldn't harm Kouta. It was only in this did I trust him. I was able to unite with Hiroshi during the battle. He had ordered me to flee. I knew I was needed here to fight. But he just wanted me alive. Defeated by his reason, I had left the battle. But my actions were halted when I heard a familiar howl, coming from the forest. I turned to the direction of the forest and headed inside, only to find a horrific sight. My brother was under attack by death dealers. Kouta struggled against them as they fired chains into his body. I rushed in attempting to stop them, but I was stopped by Hiroshi, the lying bastard.

'Hiroshi!!! I was under the pretense that Kouta was not to be harmed!! Call off your men or you will pay for your treachery!!'

I was a fool. Hiroshi was exactly as I pegged him to be: a lying snake. There was never any honor in his words. It'd only make sense that he would do this.

'And you will learn your place. You cannot control your brother. Your sentiment for this creature has blinded you to the truth. He is a plague, and we are the cure.'

That was always his reason. He always saw himself as the supreme being. And because of that, anyone's life was to his disposal.

'Don't speak of Kouta that way!! He can be tamed!!! Let me be responsible for him!!'

Kouta's fate could not be handed over to Hiroshi. There's no telling what he would do.

'If you so much as speak his name again, you will have decided his fate for him.'

It was then that I found myself surrounded. These underlings were no match for me, but with Kouta in the crossfire, it was too much to risk. I had too much to lose, and Hiroshi had none. I only had one choice.

'What is thy will? ...My lord?'

I was defeated. I lost everything that day. Kouta was condemned to be imprisoned in darkness for all eternity. His location was kept from me. I swore to myself that I would make that bastard Hiroshi pay, and I would free my brother from his shackles. Unfortunately, Hiroshi was killed by Moka. But now with him out of the way, and with this new power, I can free Kouta. And together, we will have our revenge against the world. This Yuki Onna would be a stepping stone to my goal, and this was only the beginning.

'Mistress!!!'

Akira was pulled out of his thoughts at Mizore's outcry. Mizore and Moka had just run into the priestess's room to see Akira feeding. Akira turned to face the pair, and smirks at the sight of Moka. She was the reason he kidnapped Kahlua, but he never expected her to appear so soon. Kahlua was just kidnapped not too long ago. He figured he would be more prepared for her arrival. But it mattered not. She was still no match for him.

'Well, well. If it isn't Akashiya Moka? Just the woman I wanted to see.'

While Akira is distracted, Mizore rushes to the priestess's aid. Upon examination, the priestess was still alive. She hadn't lost too much blood. It seemed Akira stopped before bleeding her to death. Mizore didn't want to risk putting her in anymore danger, so she pulled the priestess to safety, away from Akira.

'I must thank you, Moka, for killing Hiroshi for me. Granted I wanted the honor for myself, but we can't be picky these days.'

Akira mused at Hiroshi's death. How long must it have been since Akira wished for Hiroshi's death.

'But it's Ironic how his death came from one of his daughters. I can only guess that you found the truth. Shall I give you a few moments to mourn your family?'

Moka's eyes burn with hatred at the mention of her family's slaughter. And she had not hesitated to show her anger.

'You Bastard! Don't ever mention my family with that forked tongue of yours! Where is Kahlua?!'

Moka all but roars out at Akira, for opening a deep scar, burned into Moka's heart.

'Don't worry. She's safe. I just need a little information from her. But then again, maybe you can help me. You see, what happened to your family could not have been a coincidence. It's almost as if it was intended.'

Moka's head snaps up at his words. Did Akira know something she didn't? And if what he said was true, then why did Hiroshi come after her family?

'If you ask me, I think he was covering something up. Tell me, Moka. What do you think he had to hide? Or more importantly, what do you have to hide, as the last member of your clan?'

'Nothing that I'll be telling you anytime soon!! Why are you here Akira? I don't remember you being the kind to drink from innocent women.'

Akira chuckles evilly at her words, sending Moka's anger ablaze. She really hated being toyed with. And she already had enough hatred to the vampire covens to rob her of any compassion. With this, Moka fires onto the beast in a vicious fury. But just as Myabe's attempts to slay the demon, hers were in vain. Akira merely dodges each bullet, as if they were flies passing by his head. Moka continued to fire until she ran out of ammo. Discarding her gun, she charges Akira. Akira attempts to counter her charge by aiming a sweep kick to her legs, but Moka dodges such petty moves by leaping into the air to deliver a deadly axe kick to Akira's shoulder. Though the attack connected, it made no damage. Moka eyes widen at the sight. She put all of her strength into that kick. How could it be ineffective? While she was distracted, Akira grabbed Moka's leg and slammed her to the ground with massive power. Moka coughs out in pain on contact. She had never felt such power. Continuing his attack, Akira swung Moka around and tossed her to the wall. To reduce damage and regain her footing, she flipped in the air, attempting to land on her feet. But before she had the chance, Akira was immediately behind her. While Moka's back was turned, Akira slammed his fist into her back, eliciting a pained scream to escape Moka's lips. The sheer force of the attack sent her flailing across the ground.

Moka struggled to get back on her feet. She was only hit twice and yet it feels like she was beaten to the ground. Akira's strength is incredible. He may even be as fast as Tsukune. No...He was faster. And his strength even surpasses Tsukune's. If this is what Moka's cherished one was up against, he may have no hope to survive.

Akira approaches the incapacitated vampire, and exposes her neck. It was obvious to Moka that he was after her blood, but she would not give in so easily. She raises her knee and drives it into Akira's gut, hoping to stun him even for a second. But the attack had no effect. Akira merely smiles at the vampire's fruitless attack.

'Now then. It's about time I get what I deserve.'

Akira muses before he gets ready to feed.

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'My thought exactly!!'

Before Akira has the chance to feed, a fist collided with his face, sending him flying backwards, and dropping Moka in the process. Moka raises her head to see her savior to be none other than the first hybrid in history; Aono Tsukune, fully transformed. He stares intensely at Akira, who attempted to feed from his friend. Tsukune was stunned by Akira's appearance. He looked so much different than Tsukune. And his youki was massive. If it wasn't for his own youki filling the air as well, he probably would have suffocated by the sheer force of it. Just what the hell is Akira?

'Tsukune?! What are you doing here?!'

Moka yells at Tsukune, angry that he did not listen to her. She had told him to stay away for a reason. And after experiencing Akira's strength first hand, she knew it would be difficult for Tsukune.

'I'm saving your ass, that's what.'

Tsukune moves to the vampire to help her onto her feet. Moka was not only furious, but scared as well. Tsukune is no match for Akira. Moka was certain he knew that as well. So why?

'Why would you risk your life to come here?'

Tsukune smiles at his friend, glad to know she was concerned for his safety.

'Well, you'd do the same for me right? I couldn't let you come here without some help. And it looks like you needed it. Besides, why let you have all the fun?'

Tsukune jokes at the matter at hand. Moka couldn't help but feel the love for her precious grow. For every time she saw what kind of person he was, she got to know him even more, and each time, it made her feel as if she was getting closer to him. But now wasn't the time to feel this way. They had bigger problems to deal with.

'Well, well, well. If it isn't my dear nephew.'

Tsukune turns towards Akira with hatred boiling in his eyes. To Tsukune, it was a disgrace to call this man family. As far as Tsukune knew, there wasn't an Aono in the world who could be this evil.

'I am Aono Akira. It's a pleasure to meet another family member.'

Akira bows his head in mock courtesy to Tsukune, taunting the young man.

'And your name is Tsukune, correct? I've heard a great deal of you. The first hybrid in over a thousand years. The man who ended the war between the two species. And the only one to melt this harpy's heart.'

Akira, referring to Moka, attempting to rile up the young man.

'Don't you ever refer to her that way, you bastard!!'

Tsukune roars out at Akira. It was one thing to attack Moka, but insulting her as well, was crossing the line.

'Please forgive my rudeness. But you see, I can't help but hate anyone who has a relation to Hiroshi. You understand. Trust me boy. His family are nothing but fools who would use anyone to get what they want. And when they're done with you, they'll kill you without a second thought. But if you join me, then we can not only annihilate the whole lot of them, but we can bring honor our family by taking down all who stand against our reign.'

Akira attempted to per sway Tsukune to join his side. One hybrid may be incredibly strong, but two hybrids...No...Three hybrids will conquer all. Tsukune stood still, holding his gaze to Akira. Moka was uncertain of what his decision would be. Tsukune had all the reasons to hate her and both species for what they did to him. But would he really choose to harm innocents? Tsukune smirks at Akira, strengthening the fear of losing him in Moka.

'You know...I really hate guys like you. All you want is power, and you're willing to walk all over others to get it. It's embarrassing to call you family. Sorry, but I don't feel like being another stepping stone for you. You're no better than Hiroshi.'

Moka smiles at Tsukune's answer. It was such a relief to hear that he wouldn't cast himself in hatred. But Akira was furious. Not only was he turned down, he was also insulted by being compared with Hiroshi. Hybrid or not, Tsukune will pay for his insolence.

'Then you leave me no choice. If you won't join me, then you will die Tsukune!!'

Akira charges Tsukune at high speed, and Tsukune does the same. Tsukune aims a kick to Akira's face, only to have it swatted away. But by using the momentum, Tsukune spins around and delivers a spin kick to Akira's face. Akira staggers back, but quickly regains his footing. Akira raises his head to see Tsukune preparing to punch him in the face, and right before Tsukune's eyes, catches his attack. Akira pulls Tsukune towards him and knees him in the gut, before striking Tsukune's head, clawing at his face. Before Tsukune can react, Akira grabs Tsukune's head, and slams it to the ground. Tsukune swings his arm out to strike Akira behind his head with an elbow. Before the blow could be landed, Akira jumps back to avoid the attack. Tsukune staggers to his feet, but immediately regains his senses, and launches himself at Akira. Tsukune and Akira continue to swap blows with each other, while blocking each attack. But while Akira was blocking, Tsukune blew past Akira's defense and delivered a massive head bud to Akira's face. Akira recovers from his daze to see Tsukune charging forward again. But to Tsukune's amazement, Akira disappeared. Tsukune looks around the throne room, attempting to find his adversary.

'Tsukune behind you!!'

Moka's warning alerted the hybrid, as he swings his arm behind himself, only for Akira to catch it in his hand. Akira immediately grabbed Tsukune's other arm and pulled both arms back, forcing Tsukune to kneel to the ground. Before Tsukune could react, Akira drives his knees between Tsukune's shoulder blades. Tsukune lets out a pained scream, as Akira tortures him, by applying pressure to his back. Moka had risen from her feet to attempt to help Tsukune, and charged Akira from behind. But Akira, using his new found ability received from the priestess, had received a premonition of her attempt and swung his wing at her side, cutting her side open. Moka was able to narrowly avoid much of the wing, but it still enough to send her flailing back by the attack. Moka collapsed onto the ground again, holding the wound on her side. She was thankful that it wasn't fatal, but the pain didn't subside.

Akira pleased by the results, continues his torture on Tsukune. But out of the blue, something had cut Akira's back. Akira turns to see Mizore, with her hands turned to ice claws, dripping blood. Using Akira's distraction, Tsukune breaks free of Akira's grasp and shifts his body around to deliver a massive knee attack to the face. He continues his attack by punching Akira in the gut, and clawed Akira's face, forcing a screech of pain from the demon, as he staggers back away from Tsukune. Akira's holds his face as he glares at Tsukune and Mizore. It angered him to see someone resisting this much. But even he had to admit. Seeing Tsukune's strong will to fight amused Akira. He had never seen such a fire in someone's eyes. Of course, to Akira, it was expected of an Aono. Though his fighting style was amateur at best, the blood of a warrior ran through his veins.

But if Tsukune continued to resist, that blood would cease to run soon. Akira rose to the air, and swooped down and charged Mizore, attempting to cleave her head right off her body. But Moka, makes it in time to deliver a massive kick to Akira's face, diverting his flight to Tsukune, who followed the attack with a massive fist to Akira's temple. The beast was knocked to the ground. But he would not give up so easily, as he twisted his body around to sweep Tsukune off the ground. Using his hybrid speed, he rises to his feet and grabbed Tsukune's foot. He then throws Tsukune with all his might, and slammed him into Moka and Mizore, who collided with the ground. The trio were stunned by the sheer force of collision. Akira walks over to Tsukune and picks him up off the ground. He then proceeds to punch his face and stomach repeatedly, before sending him flying across the room with a powerful fist. Before Tsukune could react and charge, he felt something cold encasing his feet. As he looked down he noticed that his feet were frozen solid. Looking up towards Akira, he noticed his hands resembled the same claws that Mizore had not long ago.

'Amazing, isn't it? Not only could we be two species at once, but it seems that we can also copy abilities. We hybrids are a fascinating species aren't we? This is your last chance boy. Join me or die.'

Akira mused at Tsukune's position. But despite what was happening, Tsukune would not falter from his path.

'Go to hell, Akira.'

Tsukune spat out at the demon. No matter what happened, he would never join such a monster.

'Very well. Goodbye Tsukune.'

Akira extends his wings and prepares to cleave Tsukune's head off, just as he did with while his back was turned, he did not notice that Moka was aiming for him. While Akira, once again, attempted to force Tsukune to join him, Moka had found the gun she discarded ealier. While Akira was distracted with Tsukune, she reloaded the weapon. As she looked onto Akira, she noticed the point where Mizore had attacked him. Before Akira could deal the final blow, Moka fired onto the point where Mizore cut him. Akira roars out in pain, breaking his focus. As the ice around Tsukune's legs begins to break, Tsukune slashes his claws at Akira's chest, leaving a terrible gash onto Akira. Mizore rises to her feet and follows the attack with a slash of her claws as well, ripping open Akira's back. Akira, who was too wounded to fight extends his wings, taking to the sky. Both parties were wounded and exhausted.

'Hmph. It seems we'll have to do this another time, Tsukune. And Moka, don't think you're safe. I will get what I'm after.'

Akira warned the pair before taking off.

'Wait!! What about Kahlua?!! Akira!!!'

Moka's cries fell on deaf ears, as Akira takes to the skies, and flees the village. Moka drops to her knees, punching the ground in frustration and rage. She could have saved her sister, but she was too weak to do so. It was only a matter of time before Akira disposes of her. What can Moka do to stop him, if she can't even stand against him? Tsukune changes back to normal, and helps to vampire to her feet. Moka looks to Tsukune with tears threatening to fall.

'Next time. We'll get him.'

Moka's tears finally fall from her eyes as she buries her face in Tsukune's chest. This battle was their loss, but she also gained some insight as well. The question she had about having faith in Tsukune was answered. She had no faith. During the battle, he had been able to hold his own, with little help. And the fact that she doubted him for a brief second proved the point as well.

'I'm sorry Tsukune. I'm sorry for not having faith in you. I should have known better than to think you were defenseless. And I even doubted your resolve. Can you ever forgive me?'

The vampire pleaded to her friend. Tsukune holds her chin and turns her head to look at him. The young man smiles at his friend.

'Only if you forgive me. I may have been able to survive this time, but if you and Mizore didn't step in, I'd be dead. You were right. I'm not ready. But even if that's true, I still wish you'd have more faith in me.'

Tsukune muses at the vampire. Moka looks up to her friend and smiles at him, tightening her hold.

'I will. I promise.'

Moka and Tsukune were pulled from their embrace by a chilling feeling that they were being watched. As they look to their side, they see Mizore staring intensely at the pair, blushing at the sight. Moka and Tsukune jump and shiver at the feeling of being spied on by the yuki onna.

'When did she get there? I didn't even sense her coming. That's an ability that is either useful or creepy!'

Thought the shivering vampire. Mizore points to the snow priestess who began to stir awake. The group make their way to care for her as she would be weak from being fed off of. As the priestess eyes stir open, her eyes fall on Tsukune and Moka. At first she is shocked to see a death dealer in her village, but seeing as how she was still alive, she couldn't be here to kill her.

'Mistress. Are you okay?'

Mizore worriedly stresses over the priestesses well being. The priestess looks to Mizore and smiles.

'I will be fine, young one. Don't worry. How is the village? And who are these people?'

The priestess addresses Tsukune and Moka, who observe the pair, minding their distance, as the priestess may not be so open to vampires.

'These are my friends. Akashiya Moka and Aono Tsukune. They came to help us, and drove the monster away. The guards were slaughtered, but it doesn't seem like he attacked the people.'

The priestess rises up to her feet and bows her head to the pair. Moka and Tsukune return the gesture and bow their heads as well.

'Thank you both for coming to our aid. I am the village elder. It's nice to meet you. I must say, it is amazing to see that a vampire would come to our aid. What would make you want to help us?'

Tsukune, knowing the situation with vampires and other youkai, attempted to defend Moka, but was cut off by Moka herself.

'I'm an exile, mistress. I was fortunate to see the misdeed of my people and I couldn't take part of it anymore. Thanks to a friend.'

Moka gestures at Tsukune, who blushes at Moka's words.

'I see. Strange. This young man resembles the fiend who attacked me.'

The priestess remarks, examining the hybrid.

'Don't remind me.'

Bit out Tsukune, who received an elbow to the gut from Moka. Even if she wasn't their leader, he still had to show respect. Not wanting to start a fight, Tsukune ignored it.

'Please excuse my tone, mistress.'

Said Tsukune a bit painfully. If it was one thing Moka lacked, it was restraint. The priestess looked on to the pair and was a bit confused by their behavior. It was obvious that there was a bit of tension between the two. Could they really be friends?

'Either way, you have done this village a great deed. I am eternally grateful. If you can, please feel free to stay and treat your wounds. And if we can, we would like to have a feast in your honor.'

The priestess offered to the pair. In their current state, they would not make it out of the village before sunrise, so the humbly accept. The village threw a feast in their honor. But it turned into a torture fest for Tsukune. For as much as he wanted to taste the delicious food in front of him, he remembered what happened last time. He sat in his seat weeping while Moka and Mizore laughed. In order to stop himself from poisoning himself, Tsukune excused himself from the room. As much as Moka wanted to follow him, she was too preoccupied with questions from the village people. Are you really a vampire? Why did you decide to help us? Is that guy your husband? Each question was either, easy to answer, hard, or embarrasing. It honsestly took Moka off guard. Were the vampires so secluded that no one really knew of them? If the vampires were more open with the other Youkai races, would they be able to enjoy their lives like these people? Moka could only wonder. Since no one noticed Mizore, she followed Tsukune instead. Moka noticing this really wanted to go after Tsukune, but she couldn't just knock people out of her way. At this point, she really hated being polite. Tsukune was outside in the daylight, staring at the sunrise. He was looking back at the fight with Akira. It seemed like he was able to handle himself, but the truth was that he was too careless. If he had more training, more experience, things like that wouldn't happen. He was pulled from his thoughts by another chilling feeling. Looking behind himself, he saw Mizore staring at him. He jumps back in surprise by Mizore's actions and seriously wondered how she does that.

'What's wrong, Tsukune? You don't look so happy. Is the food not to your liking?'

Mizore asked, tilting her head slightly to the side. She really was concerned for Tsukune, and thought maybe it was something her people did that made him leave the room.

'No. It's nothing like that. It's just...'

Tsukune hesitated to speak. The reason for his disappointed state was hard for him to admit.

'What is it? You can tell me, Tsukune.'

Though a little hesitant, Tsukune decided to tell her what's ailing him.

'It's just... I thought I could handle Akira. But I was almost killed. If it wasn't for you and Moka, I wouldn't be standing here. I'm supposed to be strong, and yet I've never felt so weak. I want to protect Moka, the same way she protected me. I want to be as strong as she is. Hell, maybe even stronger. But I'm not. Not even close. It's been a month since I turned into this, and I know I'm not completely used to it yet. But shouldn't I be better than how I was in the beginning? So why does it feel like I haven't gotten anywhere?'

Mizore listened to Tsukune's story, and really understood his problem. He wanted to be a protector to his friend. Moka, motivated him to be strong, but he felt that he couldn't be as strong as he wanted to be. By fighting Akira, his strength was revealed to him, and he didn't like it.

'Tsukune, my only question is, why compare yourself to someone else? If you want to be stronger, then you should be as strong as you can be. In this world, human or youkai, there's always gonna be someone stronger. So instead of comparing yourself to others, better yourself. No one is ever gonna be the strongest, because there'll always be someone stronger, or someone who will surpass you. But that shouldn't stop you from being stronger than you previously were. So instead of sulking about your loss, learn from it. You'll be a lot better off if you do. Trust me.'

Tsukune begins to cheer up after hearing Mizore's encouragement. She was right. Even if he was stronger, that didn't mean that he was the strongest. If he really wants to protect Moka, he'd have to get stronger, and continue to get stronger, so he can continue to protect her.

'Thanks, Mizore. You're right. If I'm gonna protect Moka, I have to train myself. So when we find Akira, I'll make sure to finish know, you'd make a great wife to someone.'

Tsukune's statement caused Mizore to blush, as fantasies of him being her husband flashed through her head. She sighs to herself, in complete bliss at her own imagination. If only Moka wasn't here.

'Mizore!'

Mizore was snapped out of her daze by Tsukune's call, who was heading back inside.

'Come on, we're missing out on the fun.'

Mizore smiles and follows Tsukune. To her, it didn't matter if Tsukune loved another. Just being his friend was enough. It really was a treasure to know him. Moka was one lucky woman.

The next night, they prepared to take their leave. Mizore and her mother saw them off as they departed. Tsukune had noted that Mizore's mother was a very beautiful woman.

'I must thank you for protecting my daughter, you too. Are you sure you can't stay longer?'

Miss Shirayuki asked. It was obvious that her daughter had taken a liking to Tsukune, and they could find a way to get Moka out of the way. But Mizore assured her mother that it was fine. If Tsukune was happy with her, then there was no reason to try to get rid of her.

'We appreciate the offer, but we really must go. Besides, I'm sure this won't be the last place Akira will attack.'

Stated Moka. If Akira would attack the Yuki Onna, who had nothing to do with the Coven, who knows where he'll attack next.

'Thanks for letting us stay with you for the day, Mizore.'

Tsukune bowed his head in gratitude of the young woman. Mizore blushed at his actions, and approached him. She reached up and kissed Tsukune on the cheek.

'Thank you for saving me, and coming to my village's aid. I wish you well on your journey.'

Tsukune smiles at his new friend and hopes that one day, they can meet again. Moka on the other hand was furious to see this young woman kiss what was rightfully hers, and see Tsukune accepting it. As they departed, Moka and Tsukune planned their next move. They needed to rescue Kahlua, and find what Akira was after. Hopefully, Kokoa had found something that can help them. But Moka also had something she wanted to say.

'You know Tsukune. I really hate people like Akira. All they ever do use others for their own gain. They have no consideration for the lives of others whatsoever. Only their own lives are important.'

Tsukune could understand her distaste for people like Akira. It was like that for her ever since she was turned. And this experience was only a reminder of her dark past.

'But what I hate more than that...'

Out of nowhere, Moka kicks Tsukune to the ground.

'Are guys who fall for such obvious flirting!!!'

Tsukune gets up from the ground, seemingly unfazed.

'What the hell are you talking about?!!! What flirting?!!!'

Tsukune growled out. He never noticed anyone flirting.

'Are you that blind?!!! Oh thank you for saving me and coming to my villages aid. Oh and lets not forget that little peck on the cheek!!'

Moka retorts, imitating Mizore.

'That was not flirting!!! How could you even think that?!!'

Tsukune responds. Just then an evil smile appears on Tsukune's face.

'Oh I get it. You're jealous!'

Moka's face reddens at Tsukune's statement. She was caught red handed.

'O-of course not!! Why would I be jealous of you?'

Moka had tried her hardest to hide her embarrasment, but she failed as the blush on her face continued to grow.

'It's written all over your face. You are so jealous! "Oh my dear Tsukune! Why must you fall for a young girls charm? Is it that I'm too old for you?"'

Tsukune teases Moka, laughing at her response to Mizore. His laughing ceases once he looks towards her. She was glaring intensely at the young man, her killing intent dripping off of her body. Tsukune was confused as to why she was more angry than earlier. He was only making a joke. Then it hit him. He just made fun of her age again. Moka pulled her fist back, ready to punch Tsukune once again. As her fist approached Tsukune's face, one thing registered in his mind.

I really gotta stop doing that.

Don't Know if it was any good, but I hope so. I have a poll posted on my profile. If anyone is a Jak and Daxter fan, please read and vote. Once again, I will try to talk to Rex and ask what's going on with all of those stories Rex has written. Revenge is in the works and I'll see you guys later.