Amity to vampire

Chapter 11: Languid

It made him feel at peace, feeling Moka so close to his body. How he had forgotten his body craved her scent. He had nearly lost himself when he felt her warm breath against his ear.

"Tsukune, everyone is looking."

He could feel the heat of her blush against his cheek. He couldn't help but sigh, which caused the young vampire to chuckle. A bit as they parted.

"I…I missed you so much Tsukune!"

The pink-haired beauty cried out in a whisper. Her cheeks were flushed and she had a bright smile on her face that made Tsukune feel guilty about his leaving.

"Moka-san…I'm so sorry…"

He frowned. Moka shook her head and cupped his cheeks.

"It's okay Tsukune. I should be sorry; I didn't tell you how I really felt about it."

"Moka-san…"

She smiled warmly and laid her head against his chest. The finally pulled away and looked into each others eyes. They blushed, but look up when the school's bell interrupted their moment.

"I guess…back to class."

Tsukune said with a calm smile on his face. Moka nodded.

"I guess so."

She said sadly. The two stand, not once did they turn from the other.

"Um, Moka-san?"

Moka looks to him with her smiling emerald eyes.

"W-would you like to walk home with me today?"

He asked, but immediately became discouraged with her sullen expression. She smiled and looked to him.

"I can't…but I'll make sure to visit your dreams tonight."

She said with a warm smile. Tsukune smiled and nodded, not really understanding what she meant, but for some reason he felt at peace with that.

For the rest of the day, Tsukune's heart felt lighter. Many of the students noticed the change in his demeanor. He was less fidgety, and no longer jumped when someone passed his seat. By the end of the day, the spring showers visited the prefecture. Many of the students were rushing home, but Kyouko and Tsukune slowly walked back home, enjoying the fresh spring rains. The sun was still out as the light water droplets danced against the roves of nearby shops.

"Kitsune-no-Yomeiri, ne Tsukune?"

The boy smiled and glanced over to his cousin.

"Hai, they're always nice."

"Want to get the bride and groom a cake, ne?"

His cousin teased. The boy simply nodded. Kyouko raised a brow at him and simply laughed. She was happy to see he has gotten used to his new school already.

Tsukune and Kyouko soon parted ways. Waving farewell Kyouko rode off to her house. Tsukune walked into the gekan of his home and kicked off his shoes.

"Tadaima!"

"Okaeri Tsukune!"

His mother replied.

"Are you going to have dinner now?"

He slipped on his house sandals and walked toward the steps. He turned and went into the kitchen.

"I have a lot of work to do so I'll eat my meal in my room."

He smiled as his mother grabbed a tray from the cabinet and set Tsukune's meal on it.

"Thanks okkasan!"

He grabbed the tray and went up to his room. After his dinner he took a hot bath and returned to doing his homework. He had felt very lazy and hand gone through the motions of his day with a lazy attitude. He lies back on the floor of his room. He turned off his lamp and crawled over to his futon. He had already dressed in his sleeping wear so was able to just roll under his comforter.

It was still raining. The soft patter of water hit against Tsukune's open window. The cool spring breeze flittered into his room. He sighed contently, rubbing his cheek against his pillow.

Just moments into his rest, Tsukune is troubled by the feeling of a raindrop hitting his nose. He groans and opens his eyes, only to be shocked by Moka standing over him, dripping went.

"M-moka-san?!"

He whispered out, almost choking on the air. Moka smiled and slowly dropped to her knees. She wore what looked like a long, dark, nightgown that was tied off at her neck and arms with white lace. Her pink hair was completely soaked. Tsukune was stunned. The way her features stood out in the dim light of Spring's evening.

Moka slipped under Tsukune's covers and smiled at him, giggling at his blushing face. She slowly wrapped her arms around his head, pulling him to her.

"Moka-san…"

He whispered, his eyes glancing up to her face. He could feel the cold metal of the Rosary press against his cheek.

"I said I would visit, didn't I, unless you weren't dreaming about me…"

She teased.

"N-no Moka-san, I mean, it…I"

She giggled at his flustered state.

"I'm kidding, Tsukune…"

Tsukune smiled against the warmth of his friend.

"I guess I have to get used to this kind of treatment again don't I?"

He chuckled. Moka giggled and nodded, brushing her face into his hair, taking in his scent.

"I just worry what Inner Moka would do if she found out…"

He worried. Moka smiled and shook her head.

"Actually, my Inner self wants to talk to you."

Tsukune opens his eyes and glances up a bit.

"Don't worry Tsukune…go to sleep. We'll talk later."

She cooed. Tsukune was already falling asleep against her scent and rhythmic heartbeat.

"Hn."

Was the only reply she received in return before his breathing grew shallow with sleep. Moka closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. Soon both figures were lost, together in each other's dreams.