Amity to vampire

Chapter 6: gnathonic

"Oh my, this is unexpected…"

Tsukune's mother said as she bowed to her visitor.

"Afternoon obasan! Has Tsukki gotten home yet?"

Kyouko questioned excitedly. She hasn't seen her cousin since the school festival, she was so glad that her aunt had decided to transfer him to another school.

"Oh yes, but he's resting at the moment, he must be tired, I called him a few time s to come have his onigiri."

Tsukune's mother said wit ha smile on her face.

"Oh? That's too bad… You think I can hang out until he wakes up than?"

Kyouko asked. Tsukune's mother motioned for her to enter. The young black-haired girl kicked off her shoes in the genkan and followed her aunt into the kitchen.

"Would you like some tea Kyouko-chan?"

Kyouko sat down at the kitchen table.

"Oh, yes please obasan. So, how does Tsukune look? Is he healthy?"

Tsukune's mom set about boiling the water for the tea.

"Oh he looks so much better. All those high school sports must have gotten him so active! He's grown so much!"

She said with such admiration. Kyouko chuckled nervously.

Upstairs Tsukune snored softly. He had been more exhausted than he had previously thought. His opened window let in a cooling spring breeze. The light, white curtain danced along its rods as the breeze crept into the small room. A shadowy figure stood in on the window sill. Their eyes glowed brightly in the reflecting sun as they stared down at the boy's sleeping form.

Grinning darkly, the figure silently slipped from the window sill and lightly stepped across the tatami floors.

Tsukune stirred in his sleep, causing the figure to still their steps. Tsukune rolled onto his back, his arms spreading out. His opened shirt slipped off his chest, showing the scars and marks he has obtained through his trails at the Academy.

The figure knelt down by Tsukune and ran their hands across his chest.

"Moka-san…"

He murmured in his sleep. The figure jumped at this and clenched their hands into fists.

Tsukune's dreams were pleasant, but all seemed to be about Moka.

~:Dream:~

"Oh Tsukune~"

The boy and vampire sat out in a field on a picnic blanket. She leaned forward, climbing herself all over his lap.

"M-moka'san…"

He stuttered. She giggled and looked at him with her bright green eyes.

"Do you love me Tsukune?"

She asked, leaning her face against his neck.

"I…of course I do, Moka-san."

"Both of us?"

Came the voice of Inner Moka.

"W-what?"

Before Tsukune knew it the vampire embraced him and bit into his neck.

Slurp.

Slurp…

~:End Dream:~

Slurp~

"H-huh? Moka-san…?"

Tsukune's eyes flutter open. He feels a familiar weight on his chest. He tries to move but he can feel strong hands on his shoulders, pushing him down against the futon. His eyes widen when he spots the long locks running down along his exposed chest.

"Moka-san!"

He calls out, but his cries fall upon deaf ears. The Vampire was too rapt with the feeling of feeding off her favorite person. Tsukune could feel her lips brush against his neck as she slowly pulls her fangs from his neck.

Tsukune looks into the girl's lidded eyes as she pushed her palms against her chest, sitting herself up. Her silver Rosary swayed gently against her motions. His eyes traveled along Moka's arms down to the clothes she wore. The young vampire was dressed in a white Lolita dress that ran down to her knees. The cloth going around her chest was a bright pink that stood out more than her hair color. The sleeves were slightly puffed out and pink frills along the trim of the dress. Pink and white bows decorated the sides of the dress. She wore white stockings that went up to her knees. Along her left wrist she wore silver bracelets and a white ribbon holding her bangs back behind her ears.

She looked so beautiful. He was at a loss for words.

"Gomen, Tsukune."

Moka said as she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. Tsukune and Moka's heads snap up when they hear a knock at the shoji door of his room.

"Tsukune? Kyouko is here, are you awake?"

His mother called from outside the door. Tsukune's mouth fell open. He couldn't respond. If his mother found out there was a girl in his room she would surely faint, and if Kyouko saw Moka she'd surely be unable not to tell his mother what's going on, but if he stayed silent they would enter!

What was he going to do?!

It didn't help that Moka had laid herself back down, with her face against his neck, breathing in that scent she loved.