I hope you all like this! Would love to hear thoughts about how the consequences for this could alter the course of the series.
One can hardly blame Keitaro for wanting to have lunch with the girls. A young man like that rarely wants to eat alone, and really rarely wants to eat his own cooking. Especially when there’s an adorable chef by the name of Shinobu who happens to be rather a natural in the kitchen. Sure, e could sort of kind of taste the food as was, but it just wasn’t the same. He could reach out with his mind and get a feel for how his taste buds would react to it, but that’s not quite the same thing as actually chewing it, actually savouring it, actually swallowing it.
Besides which, the company would be nice. It would be like he belonged, you know? Who wouldn’t want to feel like they belonged? So being allowed to eat with the girls for breakfast each morning was pretty much just kind of swirling around his brain enough for the cube to pick up on that and enact that desire and take it along to Tsukune, because apparently his mind was particularly receptive to Keitaro’s or something like that.
Which is exactly why Tsukune woke up in the morning in his far-too-creepy-but-kinda-getting-used-to-it-after-a-few-nights room to the sound of inexplicable activity somewhere nearby. Not from through the wall because it wasn’t muffled. Honest-to-goodness activity right near where he was.
Given the nature of this place, he was up and out of the bed like a shot. He couldn’t see anyone, but in a school for monsters that didn’t really tell him much. Who knows what a student here was capable of? Which rather left him wondering what exactly he might do if someone <i>was</i> there… Oh, right. He could talk them into giving up. Provided that was still working, of course.
His eyes squinted towards the sound of clutter. Off towards the door there. Huh? Had that been there before? That was certainly no closet. It looked more like it led into another room entirely, but that didn’t make any sense. He lived in a dorm! The door outside was over there, so why was there a door with a rather mouth-watering aroma wafting out from within? The possibility that this could be a trap set by a monster was certainly not small. After all, many of the boys were openly jealous at the simple fact that the two hottest girls in their year were hanging out with him. He cautiously opened the door -
Speaking of mouth watering. The aroma couldn’t even dare compete to be in the same league as what he found on the other side (a kitchen, it turned out). Oh yes, the boys certainly had lots to be jealous of. First that little encounter that ended with the sex-off, and now… Well, let’s put it like this. The sum total of what they were both wearing could be summarised thusly:
An apron and not a stitch else.
Given that Kurumu was a succubus - i.e., a demon that presumably evolved around the specific function of enticing men into sexual scenarios - and that Moka was the one girl in school capable of being her rival… Well, that should say quite a lot here about how mesmerising the sight of the pair of them was.
Hold on, hold on now. Get a hold of yourself. Or maybe do that later on, because goddamn, that was just amazing. Almost kind of hypnotic, really… His eyes kept drifting from one to the other, then back again and - Rational thinking, rational thinking. This doesn’t happen. Two insanely hot girls do not just spontaneously break into your kitchen - which wasn’t even there when you went to sleep - strip down and start cooking while clad in naught but frilly little aprons that really didn’t leave anything to the imagination. Particularly Kurumu’s, which was probably about as clear as plastic can really get while still being a usable apron. This sort of thing just didn’t happen. Then again. Nor did arriving at a school for monsters and realising you’re the only human there.
Eh, screw it. Back to bed. Either it was real or it was not, and somehow Tsukune doubted that it was. If he was right, he’d wake up tomorrow with an erection that could probably be used to drill holes. If he was wrong, the two of them would probably wake him up and he’d get to enjoy the breakfast made by his one true love and Kurumu’s would probably be nice as well.
“Tsukune! You’re awake!” Moka excitedly gasped. Moments later the lucky, lucky bastard had been bowled to the ground by an over-excited vampire. She locked lips with him and gave him a kiss that very nearly ended his life. Or nearly made him need to wash his pyjamas. He was barely even aware as Moka moved down to his neck and took a little nip. Come to it, he probably wouldn’t notice if a meteor struck just outside the dorm, releasing a plague of polka-dancing whales from underneath the crust.
All of a sudden there was something soft and nice pressing into his back. Tsukune shook his head and saw Kurumu pressing herself against him from behind, smiling to herself. “Hm, looks like I’ve taught you well,” the succubus said. “Definitely a nine out of ten. Want to see a ten?”
“Nuh uh! No way!” Moka insisted, making quite the point of painfully jerking Tsukune’s face away from Kurumu’s puckered lips. “I’m not going to let you enslave him like that!”
Hang on, hang on. Back up a second. Moka had been learning from Kurumu how to kiss? And she got that good that quickly?
… Why had he apparently missed those lessons? Ugh! Stop being so stupid. You’ve already got enough memories like that in here to last a lifetime. Okay, still!
“Well then, never mind that,” Kurumu said, sitting down in front of Tsukune in a clear apron. And again. Not a stitch else. She was holding a plate full of… something or other. His mouth was watering, but not really because of the food. “Moka and I have been busy busy busy making this wonderful breakfast for all three of us to enjoy.”
“How… How did you even get in my dorm room?” Tsukune asked, taking a tentative bite out of the stuff. Hey, not bad. He took another mouthful. Peculiar tang there. “What even compelled you to do this?”
Both girls shrugged. “Now that you mention it, I don’t really know. It just felt like what we should do. Can I have some too, Tsukune? All I’ve had today is your blood, and it’s not a good idea to digest that on an empty stomach.”
He offered the plate and idly wondered at the twinkle in Kurumu’s eye. Huh. Well, whatever. “You still didn’t tell me how you got in.”
“I can fly, silly!” Kurumu said, nodding towards the window. “You really should lock that, you know? Just anyone could break in!”
Just about anyone did! Not that he’d say that out loud or anything, and - Huh. For some reason he just couldn’t tear his eyes away from Moka’s barely concealed breasts. Well, the reason for that much was pretty obvious, but in this instance he was meaning even more than usual. Her breathing had become rather rapid and deep, causing her chest to rise and fall, rise and fall, rise and fall…
“Kurumu,” Moka said. “What exactly did you put in that food? Was it anything strange?”
“Oh, nothing much, just a little seasoning. A few different kinds of fast-acting aphrodisiacs, sexual performance enhancers. Nothing strange or anything.”
So, that’s pretty much why all three of them were late for class that morning. They may have woken up about three hours early, but when you’re stuck in a dorm room with two girls hotter than the sun and all three of you are hornier than the running of the bulls… Well, you just sort of lose track of time.
Cue another reason for all the boys to hate him. Not that he was telling them a single damn word. Any investigator would rule the alternative as a suicide.
<hr>
Four stunningly beautiful girls sat around a swimming pool, carefree and relaxed, clad in a variety of bathing suits. Splashing their feet and honestly looking like they were enjoying themselves quite a lot. Well, no illusion there. They really were enjoying themselves rather a whole lot with this simple activity. They all loved the water, all four of them. Water, water everywhere, that’s the way they preferred it. Whether loaded with salt, whether fresh or cleaned with chlorine, not a single one of them cared a jot. Just give them a place to swim, to frolic and play and they’d be happy as clams.
Alas, playtime did have to come to an end eventually. One of them dove into the water, attracting the attention of the others with the inevitable splash as she wheeled around in the water and turned towards the others.
“Alright, girls, listen up!” she said. “A new year has begun. That means the school is teeming with new freshwater fish just waiting to be reeled in! We’ve all been practising over the summer how best to lure the boys into the water. Once the worms are eaten, once we have them there in the water, we’ll feed!”
The other three all applauded and cheered, only for the leader of the group to make a gesture indicating they should all settle down. With a terrifyingly wide smile she spoke again. “I know, we’re all eager to feed, but we have to hunt smart. In particular I’ve had my eye on that Tsukune Aono boy. He smells so much like a human…”
“What do we do about Moka?” one of the girls asked. “She hangs around him, like, all the time! And the rumours say she’s pretty tough!”
“This is true,” their leader said, raking a hand through the water. “But do you know what else the rumours say? They say that this Moka girl… Is a vampire!”
The other three gasped in shock and went completely pale. The same thought crashed through their heads: A vampire? Fucking with a vampire was inevitably a death sentence!
Elsewhere, Tsukune felt sort of like one of the walking dead after fucking with a vampire and a succubus for a few hours. This is neither here nor there, but the smile on his face would definitely be there all day regardless of how exhausted he felt.
“Now, girls,” the swim team leader continued, gently backstroking as she chuckled at their easily read expressions. “You’re not thinking this through clearly. The stronger a monster is, the more vulnerabilities they have. You’re forgetting, vampires have a pretty significant weakness… One that we are experts at taking advantage of!”
<hr>
Moka had never ever ever felt so light headed on a full stomach before in her life. She just couldn’t stop sighing wistfully to herself no matter what she did. Tsukune. He was just… everywhere in her thoughts this morning and it was pretty obvious even to her why that was.
“I’m surprised and disappointed,” the voice from the rosary said. “I did not think you would be one to give your body over so easily!”
“It’s not like that,” she thought, hoping the voice, the other her heard it. “Tsukune -”
“Is a boy. A boy you barely know. What is so special about him that you would so willingly arrive at his dorm and offer yourself to him so freely?”
Well… He was kind. He was very nice. His blood tasted so, so sweet that just thinking about it was making her drool a little…
“Exactly,” the rosary said. “A simple naive lust! You should understand your place better, and understand his. There is something dangerous about that boy. Something you must beware!”
There was a sound a little to her left, and she turned towards the sight of Tsukune with his face rather painfully planted into the desk. He looked like someone had attached hooks to either side of his mouth and just sort of pulled upwards, then froze the muscles in place. It was kinda funny, really! She giggled and tried to ignore the irritated sigh emanating from her rosary.
"Well then, everyone!” their teacher declared. “This academy’s goal is to train monsters to learn how to adapt to human society. Therefore! Starting today you’re all going to take club activities!”
The class went silent at that, which seemed rather appropriate. Club activities? Moka felt a little sad at the memory of that. Nobody ever wanted to let her in their clubs. Would this one be any different?
“We’ll get a deeper understanding of humans by experiencing human activities! This will help us all blend in among the humans much, much easier! That is, after all, the primary goal of this academy!”
“Um, teacher?” one of the boys called, raising his hand. “In that case, wouldn’t that give you an F in transforming, then?”
Everyone in class stared at either the rather obvious tail or the equally obvious cat ears. It was a good point, really. If she walked down a human street like that, everyone would stare at her. Probably think she was a cosplayer or something. They wouldn’t think she was a monster, but she’d certainly draw attention and that’s the last thing a monster in the human world would want!
She didn’t seem to see it that way, though, given that she scratched the poor boy’s face like he was a living scratching post… Then returned to the front of the class like nothing happened, and cheerily asked, “Understand? All of you must participate in club activities! Everyone, please visit a lot of groups to find the right club and do be sure to check out the newspaper club that I’m the advisor for. Okay?”
Bit of a shameless plug, but… At least class seemed to be pretty short today. Definitely an advantage! She quickly set herself up next to Tsukune and tried to ignore the idiotic, jealous boys surrounding them. Hah! If they knew what the two of them had been doing with Kurumu this morning, they’d probably just die of envy on the spot! Not that Moka particularly felt like doing that. Just remembering some of the things they did were making her feel light headed again….
<hr>
A club, huh? Seemed like the perfect idea, really. Mimic a human school as closely as possible to try and make all the monsters understand humanity better. That was the first step towards peace, after all. Understand those you have conflict with, and conflict becomes less likely to arise in future. This was a plan he could definitely get behind.
Still. The sight of so many students in a single place and the certain knowledge that each and every single one of them was a monster in (sometimes very poor) disguise was… Rather ball-crushingly terrifying, to be perfectly honest. Still. It did mean a pretty heady variety of clubs to join, and almost all of them must be advertised here in some form or other. The plan was clear! Find a club to join, and then acquire allies in his attempt to promote peace between his world and this!
“Beautiful,” a voice croaked from behind him. “Moka… You must become a model!”
Tsukune turned around, and almost immediately regretted it. The only thing keeping him sane right now was the realisation that Moka had jumped a fair bit too. Anyone would! This creepy corpse-like boy with dead eyes and sharp teeth, clutching a camera and emanating an aura that was at best unsettling was reaching out towards the two of them.
“Please come to our phantom photography club!” the boy insisted. “Please let us take lots of pictures!”
Huh. Maybe it would be best if he got Moka to -
“Are nudes okay?”
“RUN!” he screamed, pushing Moka away, any direction would do so long as it was away from the creep trying to perv out on the love of his life. Any direction at all would suffice, just to get away from -
“Moka, you must join our chemistry club!”
- People just like this. You know, your stereotypical mad scientists with lab coats and scars across their foreheads and tinted glasses that were hiding god only… No, even god might not know what blasphemy lay within. “Let’s make lots of magic love potions together!”
… Maybe this way, then?
“Join our acupuncture club!” a walking pincushion declared.
“No, our mummy club!” yelled another, clad head to toe in the second easiest Halloween costume to make.
“… Don’t they have any normal clubs in this school?!” Tsukune yelled, grabbing Moka by the hand and dragging her off down the corridor. Honestly, wasn’t the idea behind these clubs to learn how to integrate into human society? If this was how it was here, Tsukune - no, the school itself - had their work cut out for them! Maybe he really should start with a more normal club? Maybe -
“How about the swimming club?” a female voice asked. Tsukune turned around, and if not for the fact that he’d seen both Moka and Kurumu completely naked this morning this bikini-clad beauty might very well have floored him. Still, third place is nothing to scoff at given the competition.
“I’m the swimming club captain, Tamao Ichinose! Shall we swim together?”
All of a sudden, the boys in the corridor seemed to forget about Moka (fine by him!) in favour of the much more scantily clad swim team members, frolicking around in swimwear and casually flirting with every boy they passed. Except Tsukune, who had the extra special attention of this Tamao girl. The club leader leaned in close and declared at the top of her voice, “The swim club is all female at the moment, so the ladies will end up paying a lot of attention to the boys that join our club!”
The reaction was inevitable and unsurprising, but Tsukune wasn’t exactly looking to join the club to score. It was kind of immature the way the other boys all signed up like that. Kind of disappointing for his gender, really… Even if they were monsters rather than human, they were pretty much reacting like a group of human boys. Huh. Maybe this would be easier than he thought… Maybe he just needed to find the right lever to help the two worlds realise their common ground?
“Well, at least the swim club seems normal enough,” Tsukune whispered to Moka. “Let’s sign up!”
“Eh, but Tsukune -”
“It’ll certainly get those other weird clubs off our back, something like this!” Tsukune declared with a decisive nod. Not to mention they’d probably be happy enough trying to spy on Moka in a bathing suit, which he had to mention did still have some appeal even though he’d gotten a pretty good look at her already. Yep. This was the perfect club for them. They could have fun, make friends, integrate themselves into the school’s social structure… Maybe even help a few of the more troublesome students realise just what they needed to do to fit better into the human world, and why they should even bother! Yep. The perfect plan, with absolutely no drawbacks. None whatsoever.
<hr>
The swimming club had certainly prepared themselves for the influx of students. They had a whole lot of bathing suits of all shapes and sizes, because most of these boys probably didn’t have the faintest idea they’d be swimming today. Make it as easy as possible for people to do something, and more often than not they’ll do it. Even a minor inconvenience can be enough to dissuade people…
And the sight of Tsukune in one of those bathing suits was absolutely not making her drool. Nope. Not at all.
“Pathetic,” the inner voice said.
“Uh… Umm… Tsukune? I don’t really like swimming,” she reluctantly admitted. Well, that <i>was</i> true, but to go into more detail just now was kinda embarrassing.
“Oh…” he said, and the disappointment in his voice just broke her heart. It wasn’t her fault! She couldn’t help it! “Well, I guess we don’t need to stick around or anything. I’ll just get dressed, and we can try -”
“What are you doing over here?” Tamao asked, somehow managing to sneak up on Tsukune and wrap her arms around his neck without either of them noticing until just now. “Hurry up and come swim with us!”
Which was right around when the swim club members grabbed at Tsukune and pushed him into the pool, causing Moka to recoil away from the splash. “What are you doing? Get away from this place!” the inner voice demanded, but Moka refused to leave Tsukune alone like this!
“So you must be the rumoured Moka Akashiya,” Tamao said. “The rumours say that you’re a vampire. I wonder if that’s true! Well… Anyway, this is a swimming club. If you have no intention to swim, this is not a place for you.”
Like hell she was going to leave! Not while Tsukune was still in the water. Not now, not ever!
…
Turns out ten minutes is plenty of time to sour one’s disposition a bit. She’d sat there watching this entire time as Tsukune nervously swam in the water and glanced up at Moka apologetically, but that Tamao girl just wouldn’t leave him alone! Every time Tsukune tried to speak, she’d interrupt him with advice for his swimming technique. For example -
“Go like this with your wrist,” she said, brazenly holding his hand up against her chest. “Just like a fish.”
Moka could even hear some of the boys on the other end of the pool, chatting away like nobody could hear them. “Wow, Tamao certainly has a mature charm!” one said.
“Forget that!” another snarled. “I wanna know why that Tsukune jerk gets all the action! He behaves like he never even came here with Moka!”
For once Moka found herself agreeing with them, and absently crushed a can in the palm of her hand. After what they’d done that morning, there he was being dragged off to have fun with another woman… Did he not understand her feelings at all?
“… So that’s Tsukune,” one of the swim club girls said. “Tamao has really done a good job of keeping an eye on him for a while now, hasn’t she? Oh, I wish I’d seen him first!”
Well. Aren’t you mister popular today? Swimming around in the water, all carefree with girls in bikinis hanging on your every little action… While Tamao hung around his neck and smirked triumphantly up at Moka, and -
“Stop it already!” she yelled. “When it comes down to it, you’re just a… just a playboy that wanted to join the swimming club to get closer to the girls! Aren’t you?!”
Tsukune struggled out of Tamao’s grip, and the club captain let him go, watching the pair of them with amusement dancing in her eyes even as Moka slammed her hand down onto the table and, by the way, accidentally caused it to completely collapse in on itself. Girl was scary strong, rosary or no.
“Wait a minute!” Tsukune said. “It’s a misunderstanding! All I wanted was… I just wanted to swim with you!”
Swim with her? Why, that… That was the most thoughtless thing he could have possibly said! She couldn’t swim! She was physically incapable of even trying! For him to try and pass this off as some sort of pseudo-romantic gesture, it just made her feel… So…
“The only one that doesn’t understand is you!” she said, barely holding back the tears. “The truth is, I -”
There was a splash, and Moka stood stock still in terrified surprise. Water. Water had struck her. Water was dripping from her face. Water was… Was…
“Though you’re free to visit, fighting is such an ugly sight!” Tamao triumphantly said. “It looks so childish. Whether you understand one another or not. How petty! Between a man and a woman the only thing that matters is discovering whether your heart has been stolen or vice versa.”
Moka didn’t have the time or inclination to listen to any of this nearly philosophical bullshit right now. She ran and ran and searched for a place to hide while the inevitable pain of paralysis overtook her. Before long each passing step became an impossible task as her strength was sapped away by a vampire’s greatest weakness. Not sunlight. Simple water.
“You fool!” the voice in her rosary bellowed. “You should have left the pool earlier! Why did you linger around something like that?! I too inhabit this body, so cease such reckless behaviour immediately! Do not allow this Tsukune boy to lead you into such dangerous things.”
“No…” she whispered. “No, I’m sick of this body. I just… want to play with Tsukune like everyone else. I wish… I wish I could be with Tsukune too!”
Sparks of electricity surrounded her body and Moka whimpered as the agonising purification properties of water took their inevitable and ruthless hold.
“Because I… I love him….”
<hr>
Though she was possessed of the power of flight, never before had Kurumu really felt like she was walking on air. This morning had gone just as planned! She and Tsukune and Moka! All three of them. Together. Just like they would be for the rest of their lives. So happy. So content. So -
Where the hell were they?
There was no way the two of them weren’t joining the same club. They were in the same class, after all. She would join the same one. No question of it. Well, that was the intention. Trouble was - as expressed before - where the hell were they? So many students littering the hall! So many clubs to check! So little time to do it!
“Hey, by the way, did you hear?” a boy passing by in the hall asked. “There’s a rumour saying Moka joined the swimming club!”
“No way! I wanna see her in a swimming suit!”
The swimming club? If Moka was there, so would be Tsukune… And the two of them clad in swimwear, their skin damp, so much bare flesh revealed to the world… Hmm, Kurumu licked her lips and mentally inserted herself in between the two of them, linking arms with the pair and giving both an “innocent” peck on the cheek before they all dove in together and played around in the pool. Then when nobody else was around, all three of them would strip down and skinny dip, just the three of them…
“Bluh…” the succubus wiped the drool from her mouth and tried again. “I mean, if Moka’s joining the swim club so am I! There’s no way I’m, uh, losing to Moka, after all!” Rather than because she really wanted to see Moka in a swimsuit as well, splashing around in the water and - “Wait… I thought that vampires and water….”
<hr>
Tsukune watched Moka run away and followed his first instinct. Get the hell out of the pool and chase after her. Something had obviously upset her, and that needed dealing with as soon as possible. She had been about to say something, he knew it in his bones, and -
How did he get to the middle of the pool? No, more accurately… He had felt the drag through the water, but what could have done that so quickly? He stared around him in slack-jawed shock, then turned at the frantic sound coming from behind him.
“Waah! Why are you chasing me all of a sudden?!” a boy cried. Indeed, two of the girls that were members of the swim club were pursuing him with a ravenous glint in their eye. Each of them effortlessly caught up to him and grabbed an arm, then sunk their teeth in with gusto and vigor…
Which was simultaneously sucked right out of the boy in an instant, making him look just like an old man. What?!
“Don’t think badly of us,” Tamao said. Tsukune turned, and instead of a pair of legs he saw… A fin. Just like on a fish. A really big fish. “Luring men into the water and sucking their life energy. This is simply our natural way of life. Isn’t it wonderful?”
A mermaid. Of course Tsukune had heard about mermaids, though they were a little less commonly heard of the world over than vampires and werewolves. (Oh shit, he’d have to deal with a werewolf sooner or later, wouldn’t he?) To fall into this trap, to not see through the obvious ploy to lure them into the water…
Well, of course he wouldn’t. After all, surely the school would put a stop to this sort of thing or at least try to keep an eye on the students likely to try and - you know - lure other students into a trap and eat them. All around the pool the boys had the predictable reaction: Panic.
“It’s useless to resist!” one mermaid declared. “We’re invincible in the water! Besides which, we won’t suck all of your life energy! Just let us feed!”
“Stop this,” Tsukune whispered. To no avail, it seemed. The mermaids descended upon them like sharks, one by one picking them off and giggling all the while. The thought that followed struck him like a lightning bolt, and chilled him to the core of his being: Monsters hunting fellow monsters. How could there be peace between humans and monsters if monsters couldn’t even get along among their own kind? The paradox of his plans fell before his eyes in a moment:
This was the only reason humans had been able to survive living in a world full of monsters. The simple inevitable fact that the monsters had been unable to cooperate. Humans may not be particularly great on that subject, but were obviously far more capable of it than monsters were. This cooperation allowed them to survive, exploit vulnerabilities, exploit lesser numbers that fought among themselves… and prevailed where they should never have managed it.
Peace was impossible between the two worlds unless they both had a united front, and yet, if the monsters were united they could easily overrun the human world and seize control for themselves. This was not Tsukune’s desire! This was not what he wanted! How could he resolve this paradox? More pressing: How could he survive this pool?
“No need to panic, it’s fine!” Tamao said, clinging onto his back and god, that fin felt weird. “You’re special, Tsukune! Ever since the entrance ceremony, I’ve been dreaming about you.” The smile on her face became cracked and twisted. Before Tsukune’s very eyes, the mouth almost appeared to unhinge, revealing row after row of razor-sharp teeth! “You have such a yummy smell, Tsukune! I could just eat you up!”
Tell her she doesn’t want to. Tell her they shouldn’t eat the other students. Come on, it would be easy, it would all stop in a moment… But he just couldn’t do it. The sight of her gaping maw was filling him with a paralysing mortal terror, and besides which every time he even tried opening his mouth the water would make him sputter and garble his words. Surely any belief he tried to imprint on her would fail immediately if she couldn’t even understand it!
But then, a beacon of hope arrived at the side of the pool. Moka! Could it be? Maybe he could survive this after all! If only he could get to her rosary, she could beat these mermaids up in a second!
“What, are you back again?” Tamao sneered, her voice sounding twisted and sinister through her new mouth. “Don’t get in my way! Not that you could! You’re a worthless monster that can’t even swim!”
Can’t even… What did she mean by that? Tamao’s taunts must have rolled off Moka like water off a duck’s back, for she took a great big dive into the pool and sunk like a rock in the process. At which point it was like lightning had struck the pool, sending the mermaids and Tsukune reeling. They seemed to get the worst of it, and frankly he could use any advantage he could get.
“Oh gosh!” Kurumu called running along the edge of the pool. “Tsukune, hurry! You have to save Moka or she’ll die! Didn’t you know? Vampires can’t go into water! It drains their energy! Oh gosh, you have to hurry!”
Drains her energy? No wonder she wouldn’t enter the pool earlier! Stupid! Should have listened to her! Now he had to -
… No. No, he didn’t. Not when someone else could do the job just as well.
“Kurumu, cover your ears,” he said. The mermaids were recovering behind him. Right. Just get over to this shallow bit, keep your head above the water, and… “You must get Moka out of the pool!” he yelled. “And let me leave it as well, while you’re at it!”
As one, the mermaids dove towards Moka in a move that Tsukune could only describe as graceful beyond belief. It was… stunning. Really. So beautiful. No wonder they said they were invincible in the water. They were so quick, so precise, so coordinated and in control… Nothing could match them in this environment. It took only a matter of moments before Moka was up on the deck of the pool, Kurumu trying desperately to clear her airway.
It was only when he got out of the water that Tsukune noticed the rather considerable erection in his bathing gear. This was no time for arousal, not when Moka was hurt! He rushed over, and Kurumu licking her lips at the sight of the bulge in his trousers was absolutely not helping at all, thank you for that one!
“Oh, Tsukune, why did you have to leave?” Tamao said, back in her human-seeming form. “Forget about that vampire… Why not come back into the water and swim with us?”
“Yeah, that’s not happening, and fuck you,” Tsukune said, trying not to imagine himself doing just that, damn these hormones!
“Then I suppose we’ll have to drag you in with a little lure!” Tamao snarled, and suddenly both of Kurumu’s legs were seized, causing her to be dragged into the water. “If you care about this friend an eighth as much as you care about that vampire bitch, you’ll come for another swim!”
“Like I said: Fuck you,” Tsukune said, yanking on Moka’s rosario and stepping back as the girl rose to her feet in a blaze of light and power that still awed even him. He had to admit to some satisfaction at seeing the fear on Tamao’s face as she recoiled in the same kind of abject terror he had felt earlier.
“No,” the mermaid said. “This overwhelming feeling… This is the rumoured form of Moka but I never expected such a -”
… Huh. Looked like Inner Moka was pissed off, and that was by the standards of her normal mood. Suddenly being within ten miles of this particular beauty seemed like an unwise idea, much the same as pulling her rosario off was probably not all that wise. Still, though. There was a certain kind of hotness about Inner Moka that even Outer Moka didn’t possess.
Tsukune slapped himself. Stupid hormones! Why was he so horny? This should’ve been flushed from his system after this morning!
“How dare you treat me this way!” Moka snarled, and suddenly Tsukune felt a little bad about letting this loose on the mermaids that wanted to eat him whole. On second thought, stuff that. They needed to have the fear of various gods put into them, and if anyone could teach that lesson more effectively than Inner Moka Tsukune really didn’t want to meet them.
“Huh? And what do you intend to do about it?” Tamao sneered. Looked like she’d found her backbone… Or whatever a fish had. Tsukune wasn’t entirely up on marine biology. “You’re still a worthless monster that cannot swim! And if you care the remotest bit about your friend you’ll surrender Tsukune to me right this moment!”
The mermaids all entered what Tsukune could only refer to as “battle formation”. The water suddenly began to move backwards and forwards, creating larger and larger waves as the mermaids swam through it at breakneck speeds. They leaped out of the water in synchronised motions, keeping Kurumu trapped in the middle of it all through the sheer momentum swirling all around the pool. Somehow on an instinctive level, Tsukune could sort of see what was happening. The pattern was unfolding before his eyes like a jigsaw puzzle being solved. They were -
“I don’t know how strong you are, but it doesn’t matter! In our territory mermaids will always be victorious!”
“Moka, get out of here!” he called, moments before she leaped fully into the air and he was struck with a terrible splash that knocked him onto his back. He landed on the grated floor and the water spilled through it, no doubt leading back into the pool.
“Coming from a low-class fish that can’t think of anything except food? Don’t make me laugh!”
“You talk tough, but you’re a great target in midair! Get her!”
The mermaids shot up into the air, making a magnificent leap up out of the pool - which was still swirling around and leaving poor Kurumu looking rather seasick. He should probably do something about that, like… That big pole over on the other side of the pool! Yes, that might help. But before he could even take a step, the fight came to a crashing end. The mermaids surrounded Moka in midair with their teeth bared and their hands ready for terrible strikes… only for Moka to lash out and send them all careening to the ground with a single blow each.
Turns out that outside of their environment, mermaids kinda sucked.
“To take the bait and be caught so simply, you have to be a fish!” Moka declared. “Realise your place!”
… For a terrible moment, Tsukune believed she’d made a pun by using the word <i>plaice</i>, but that didn’t really suit Inner Moka’s personality particularly well. Either way! The series of blows dealt by Moka was even more breathtakingly beautiful than the mermaid’s own antics, as she lashed out with a powerful precision that should leave the swim club jealous! As one they all crashed into the water. Unconscious, but unlike Kurumu or Moka they could breathe either air or water so they were probably okay. More to the point: Rescuing the seasick succubus!
“Wah! That was sooo scary!” Kurumu said, clutching Tsukune and quite by accident rubbing her very wet school uniform on his chest to force his attention upon her large, soft breasts. “I… Ugh… I… I - Excuse me!” She suddenly ran off with a hand over her mouth, looking rather green around the proverbial gills. Not that he could blame her. The way she’d been tossed and turned around in that pool made him feel quesy, and he wasn’t even in the water!
“Ahem,” called a rather sinister voice from behind him. “If you are quite done?”
Tsukune turned around right into a slap that must have sent the world turning. The fact that he was still conscious, never mind still standing, was a miracle unto itself!
“The other Moka cried due to her insecurities. She blamed herself for not being able to swim. Aside from you, she has always been alone. Think of this in future, lest I do worse than a slap for it.
“<i>This</i> slap is for engaging in a threesome with her and that succubus.”
What came next wasn’t a slap. It was a thunderclap. A vision of the next few weeks flew across Tsukune’s mind. Wincing when he ate solid food. Crying whenever he laughed or expressed any emotion that required use of muscles around his cheeks. Trying desperately not to talk wherever possible. He could probably shave off a couple of layers of skin from the outside of his cheek, cover it with scorpions and it would sting less than this. With his bell truly rung Tsukune took a look around himself and found Moka unconscious by the edge of the pool, with the rosary back on and Kurumu trying to move her away presumably to prevent her from rolling in.
“How long was I out?” Tsukune asked, leaning down to inspect Moka’s slumbering form. Like an angel…
“A few minutes,” Kurumu said. “Come on, help me out here! I’m not nearly as strong as her and she keeps on wriggling in her sleep.”
It was easy enough for the two of them to pull her over to a much safer area. A deckchair left by the pool, where she could safely rest and recover from her encounter with water. The fact that it gave him the perfect opportunity to cop a feel while carrying her really should not have factored into it.
“You’re probably wondering why you’re so horny right now. Aren’t you?” Kurumu asked with the most adorably impish grin. God, she was hot. In fact, he could so easily imagine himself just pinning her up against that wall over there and - “Well, I suppose I could tell you… But only if you give Moka a copy of your key so we don’t have to keep breaking in each morning.”
“You want to tell me,” he said, not particularly feeling like dealing with this right now. Kurumu just tilted her head in confusion, then pointed at her ears. Earplugs. Right. “Okay. Fine! I’ll have a copy made later on, but you’re paying. Got it?”
“Sounds like a deal!” Kurumu yelled. Well, of course she would. Can’t even hear herself right now. “Or at least, it lip reads like one… How about we seal the deal with a kiss?”
“No way! I’m not becoming your slave!”
A sudden movement to the side caught his immediate attention. From the pool. Tamao, waking up. Still groggy. Perfect.
“Tamao, I see you are awake!” he said, making sure to stay well back from the water’s edge. “You made Moka cry, or at least, you made me do something that made Moka cry. Then you tried to eat me, and allowed your friends to devour the life energy of the other boys. This was wrong!” he said, and she recoiled with a terrible wince as he said it. Good. Feel your beliefs shift. You have it coming for feeding on them like this, for trying to feed on him, for trying to belittle and hurt Moka, for splashing her with water when you knew what he did not -
The thought just sort of popped into his head, and with the way that blood was pounding in his ears and the way his dick was throbbing it was quite difficult to really argue with it. “You lust after Moka,” he said. In a moment’s notice the mermaid’s glance shifted over to the unconscious vampire, and there was that same scary, hungry expression. “You would do anything to have her, so long as it doesn’t hurt her. Even if it meant sharing. She turns you on like nothing else.”
“Oooh… You’re right!” Tamao said. “She… She has stolen my heart! How could I be so blind! I… I only hope she can forgive me!”
Tsukune couldn’t really see that happening anytime soon. With a throaty chuckle he turned around and was rather disturbed by the sight of Kurumu smiling wickedly in her still soaking wet uniform. She looked down at herself and without another word started taking it off.
“K-Kurumu! What are you… What are you doing?!” he hissed.
“Huh? Oh! My clothes are wet! I need to dry them! I sure do hope I’m not, y’know, making you so horny that you can’t possibly resist. Especially given that now you’ve actually felt what sex is like, it’s that much harder to resist an offer from a willing and able succubus!”
Damn her. Damn her and her soft curves, massive breasts, creamy skin, perfect figure… Uh… What was he thinking about again? Not much if his throbbing cock had anything to say about it. Mostly what it would be like to take that succubus right where anyone could - Dammit! No! Stop it! What is wrong with you today? Is it an aftereffect of the aphrodisiac she fed him earlier? No. That would be too risky and pussy. Pussy pussy pussy. Right there. The taking. It would be so easy, and look, she was even beckoning him in with her index finger and her eyes were smouldering with lust, and -
“Gottago!” he called out, running for the changing room and desperate to hide!
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The next morning dawned and god help him, Tsukune needed to get laid. Absolutely had to. He’d lost track of how many times he’d yanked it last night, but it didn’t seem to help in the slightest. Apparently this was a need he could not so easily feed. What he absolutely had to have was -
Three hot girls in aprons, cooking him breakfast in the kitchen he inexplicably had.
Hang on, hang on. Three? Wait. That wasn’t… But that was…
“Good morning, Tsukune!” Moka cheeriy exclaimed. “Are you feeling better? Kurumu said you were a bit shocked by what happened yesterday.”
“Yes, it is rather unfortunate,” Tamao said, flashing him a rather genuine smile. “I do sincerely apologise for what we have done. It is no excuse, but we are such a ravenous race and life force is much more fulfilling than regular food.”
“It’s the same with vampires,” Moka added, patting Tamao on the head. “We had a long talk last night about what happened, and I think we’ve come to a bit of an understanding.”
“Never mind that for now” Kurumu said, giving a little twirl in her see-through apron. “Breakfast is served! Enjoy, everyone!”
At which point she stuffed a mouthful into both Moka and Tamao’s gobs, and Tsukune had to pinch the bridge of his nose. Looks like he was going to be late for school again today… If this kept up, he’d probably die. Even so, as the vampire and mermaid lunged for him while the succubus hung back with an innocent expression before diving to join in, he did have to admit: If he had to go, this was the fate he’d choose.
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