Ancient, Blood Kings*

'…' – thoughts, bold also? Maybe? No? Ok…

"…"- words voices out loud, used in bold to draw attention

Italics – background noise, ugh mildly relevant things…you get it!

Underline-My beloved True Moka-san, until I get rid of the lousy pink haired one wahaha

AN: In my story they are 17 years old in the second year. Tsukune's birthday is on 30th of July while Moka-san is on 15th of November. I used those dates to match their personalities as it makes more sense to me: Tsukune's a leo. Shy at start but gets more daring with experience and also can be very smart given the right motivation. Moka-san (particularly Ura) is quieter but dangerous, smart and alluring. Hard to trust people but loves passionately once you're in a scorpio's inner circle. They will get to be 18 years old towards the end of the year, I just cannot picture 15-16 year olds given the plotline.

*Bzz….zzz…ZZ…BzzZZZzz..zzzz*

"Honestly! Last day before I start school again and I am letting a…a FLY, get the best out of meeeee" a young boy, but given the husky tone of his voice, more of a young MAN, says while pointing his palms towards the sky as if begging…or…asking for forgiveness from whatever kami he's been praying to…

"Bit lively today, eh?" says an old woman, wearing a blue, purple and red dress – a tad too short for her age.

"Excuse me?" an extremely girly voice answers, she was sitting on a bench watching the boy. The girl wore a pink low –cut dress, similar shape to the granny's, but obviously wearing it better. (Given the fact her outside-hanging breasts couldn't be used as a SCARF, contrary to the tacky old woman's ugh)

"I saaa-aaiDD … a biT Too lousy ToDayyy" she says while giving the girl an unexpected precipitations shower *boop* "Eyyy?" the granny adds straight after smacking the girl's skull with her, probably metal walking crane "Eyyy?"

"Yes…is a nice day" The previously mentioned girl responds while whipping her face with her skirt. She's been staring at the young man for the past 16 minutes (she's been keeping tabs) not understanding what IS his PROBLEM. 'Some kind of weird dance? Is he doing the rain dance? If so he should come here, this old woman gave me enough spit to flood Africa! …. and she's still here…WHY ISN'T SHE LEAVING? FUCK SAKE, she fucked up my day….well not REALLY…she's lucky this boy is sooOOoooOo cuuuutee'

*bonk*

'What the …'

*bonk* *bonk* *boop boop boopidy BOOP*

"Go and help that boy out, he seems to be struggling with something" says the cheap-looking old woman.

The previously cute, currently looking vicious, young blonde lady stares at her long enough to receive another hit to her skull. 'Seriously, I've been told I'm hard headed but not like this' .. "Why do you care anyway, ma'am?" she questions back, the mocking tone CLEARLY evident in her voice.

"You like him, go talk to him." 'And my knees hurt; I need to lie on your seat. Plus I hate that fucking dog; he's been sniffing my purse uncontrollably – what the fuck is he smelling? I only have my lipstick and previous underwear in it for kami's sake…'

And so the young lady in pink drags her petite, black Labrador (he didn't wanna leave the purse – go figure) towards the agitated boy.

Sensing her overly used sugary perfume, the young lad stops whatever he was doing and turns around to greet the now seen female figure, when suddenly…

*clomp* *clomp* ….*CLOMP*

"I'm really sorry for barging on you like this…I don't know what came into him.." the girl replies, unsure of what to do as the dog wouldn't stop biting into empty air and jumping around the young lad!

The said boy examines her for a second or two after which he answers "He must of heard this fly, been BUGGING me for the past 18 minutes (seems he's been keeping tabs too), following me around like a pest.." he sighs while rubbing the back of his head, signalling to our readers his 'well-thought' nervousness-signature.

The girl has been staring at his tall figure for a while when he decided to say "….ugh…it doesn't bother you?" he tilts his head to the right and blinks couple of times.

"Not really, I can't hear anything. Hahah….you must have really good hearing, maybe I should get mine checked hahah-haaa.." she awkwardly laughs while still staring at the boy and blushing.

"So ugh…my name is Tsukune. Pleased to meet you!" he says in a really warm and soothing voice giving his husky tone, which only seemed to fuel her stuttering and blushing even more.

"m-mmy naa-aame is *smack* WHAT THE FUUUCK!" she starts spiting on the floor and licking her palm like her life depended on it.

Meanwhile…Tsukune was staring at her, bewilded of how such a cute little lady could change so fast from the shy, stuttering self to this person who looked like she could destroy countries right now… 'She reminds me of Moka-san hahah' Seems that during their little pep talk, the dog performed one of those Matrix-like movements: jumped on the bench while turning in mid-air and managed to smack the girl right in the face…or rather SHOVED his paw down her THROAT!

Looking down, Tsukune could see the dog really DID catch something: the fucking bug no one seemed to neither hear nor see. "Seems your smackdown was worth it after all…" he voiced his thoughts out loud, realising the unfortunate series of events that could follow, a bit too late..

"WHAT DID YOOU-" suddenly she looks down to see the dog licking, followed by EATING the flying insect "Amos? AMOS! Eeewwwwwww"

And again, since we all know how unlucky he can be and how badly he synchronises himself … "HAHAHA" gives a good, earthly laugh that pisses the girl even more "You're making fun of me AND my dog?!...And when I thought you were cute! YOU'RE DEAD, Tsukuneee!"

Having a HORRIBLE deja-vu after the words 'You're dead, Tsukune', he runs for it, so fast that the girl didn't even get time to flinch.

Walking along the street towards his mother's home, Tsukune realises his right foot has been troubling him ever since he left the park. He looks down to see…Guess what? In his rush to run away from the easily-angered teen, he forgot the shoe he was trying to hit the fly with. "Well. Done. Tsukune.."

Finally, avoiding further mishaps, he gets home and greets his mother, has dinner with her …some chit-chat – the usual. He gets to his bedroom and finishes his before-bed-workout, heads for shower and then rest for the first day of school oncoming tomorrow.