Disclaimer: All characters used in this story belong to their owners – including the ones that Mistress created. This story is intended for fan-service only.

Warning: This chapter gets a little graphic in the middle so be forewarned. This will be an eventual lemon so young readers…STAY AWAY!

Coming into his Own

Tsukune leaned against wall as he listened to pair inside the bedroom. Moka…his Moka was having sex with someone other than him, and it was Gin of all people. He was someone that Tsukune had looked up to and respected. Apparently, their friendship meant nothing to the werewolf if it gave him to the opportunity to bed Moka.

Tsukune knew that it might be considered crazy to stand there and listen to your spouse have sex with someone else, but he wanted no doubt as to Moka's actions. Just by the moans he was hearing, she absolutely wanted this.

'Why did this happen? Do I mean so little to her that she would throw away everything that we had just to prove her point? Is she so full of pride and arrogance that she cannot even compromise on anything with me or even discuss it?'

The young vampire already knew the answers to those questions, but a part of him kept hoping that this might all just be some sort of nightmare.

For over an hour, Tsukune stood there and listened to his wife's screams and Gin's grunts. He heard it as clear as a bell when Moka asked him to cum inside her and give her a child which he was more than happy to do.

Countless emotions swirled inside the young man's head, but one that seemed to overrule them all was rage – pure rage.

Tsukune did not consider himself a violent man, but right now, he wanted to walk in there and rip Gin's throat out.

'That was incredible, Moka-chan,' came a very satisified voice from inside the bedroom.

The vampire's rage only grew as he heard that bastard call his wife the pet name that only he was allowed to call her.

'Do you…do you think that he is still out there?' Moka's voice asked.

That hurt more than anything. She sounded like she was asking if some stranger was still in her house. He was no longer Tsukune to her; he was just a 'he'.

'Do you want me to check?' came Gin's reply.

'Would you, please' his wife had answered.

'Of course,' and you could heard the smirk in his voice.

Tsukune was seething, but he kept his expression neutral as his bedroom door swung open. He could smell the strong waft of pheromones and sex coming out of the room; it permeated everywhere.

Gin stood there wearing just a pair of black boxers and a huge grin.

"Yes Moka-chan, 'he' is still here," the werewolf said with a snicker as if showing Tsukune how utterly worthless he was right then.

"You are an idiot. You gave up the most incredible woman in the world, and I must say, it was worth every minute," he said while laughing arrogantly.

PLINK!

The werewolf immediately stopped laughing as a massive demonic aura exploded inside the room. Tsukune's hair melted from dark brown into bright silver, and his eyes turned from deep hazel to burning crimson.

Faster than he had ever moved before, the young vampire had Gin pressed up against the wall with his hand around the werewolf's throat. He was tempted to crush his windpipe, but he wanted the bastard to be conscious for what he was about to do to him.

Gin had never been afraid of Tsukune since he had met him; the boy was just too timid. However, the creature in front of him now was looking at him with pure hatred and malice. A snap of the vampire's wrist, and he would be dead.

"You flee-bitten scumbag, you come into my home and fuck my wife with me in the next room. Then, you have the gall to insult me after you have taken what was most precious to me. I thought that you were at least honorable enough to respect our friendship, but I see now that the only thing that you care about is what hole you can stick your cock into. Well, that is about to change," and a sinister smile crossed the vampire's face.

The werewolf had been afraid before, but now, he was almost terrified at the creature in front of him. His oxygen was limited as Tsukune's hand was tight around his throat, and he had no way of breaking out of the stranglehold.

Suddenly, Tsukune's free hand lashed out and grabbed the most sensitive part of Gin's anatomy.

"What the hell are you-" the words died on the werewolf's lips as unsurmountable pain lurched through his body.

Tsukune had literally crushed his balls in his hand. Next, the vampire grabbed his final target and gave an angry pull. A guttoral moan of pure agony was torn from Gin's mouth as his pride and joy (you can guess what I am talking about) was literally ripped off his body.

The vampire released his grip on the werewolf, and the once proud Gin collapsed to the ground and curled up in a fetal position not believing what had just happened to him.

Tsukune looked down at his bloody hand, and the clothed object contained inside it. He dropped both of them next to his former friend and walked into his bedroom.

Moka's eyes had widened in shock when she felt Tsukune remove his seal, and her blood had run cold when she heard the venom in his words to Gin. Her heart nearly stopped as she heard the screams of agony coming from the werewolf – until she saw her husband walk into the bedroom.

Waves of power flowed out of his body, and she could feel the killing intent coming from him. He wanted blood.

"Now Moka, it is your turn," he hissed at her.

"Tsukune…" she said meekly and clutched the sheets to her chest.

'Let me out; I will deal with him,' Inner Moka shouted at her pink-haired self.

"Are you happy now, Moka? You finally found something that pushed me over the edge. Are you happy that I'm mad enough to kill right now? Is this what you wanted?" her husband roared at her.

It took everything he had not to loose himself in the rage consuming his psyche. The scent of sex had seeped into every corner of this room, but it was not his and Moka's, but Gin and Moka's.

"Tsukune…I just wanted you to listen to me. When you would not stop me, I had to carry out my threat," she stated and immediately regretted her choice of words as his eyes narrowed dangerously.

She was suddenly pinned to the bed, and her mate lay on top of her with those burning red eyes glowering down at her.

"Your threat…your threat! I understand now, Moka. I was never a husband or a mate to you; I was just a servant to follow your orders. If I didn't yield to your demands, you would threaten me with the consequences."

"Tsukune…no…that's not what I…"

"ENOUGH!" he growled and pinned her shoulders down with his hands.

'Let me out. Take off the rosario, and I will handle him!' Inner Moka was screaming.

Tsukune saw the soul eye blazing on Moka's rosario. Removing one of his hands from her shoulders, he grasped the rosario, and for a moment, his pink-haired wife thought he was going to remove it.

Instead, he stared directly into the crimson eye with absolutely no fear in him.

"You…be silent!" he hissed at the rosario.

Inner Moka's eyes widened in shock at his tone. How dare he talk to her like that!

Tsukune turned his attention back to Outer Moka lying underneath him.

"Moka Akashiya, this is the first and last time that I will say this. I loved you with all of my heart and soul, and today, you took my trust and trampled it under your arrogance and pathetic need for your pride. I no longer want anything to with you. Do you understand me?"

His wife's eyes widened in horror at his words, and tears started filling her eyes.

"Tsukune! Please don't say that. I am your wife; you are my husband. You love me!" she gasped.

The vampire got up from the bed and walked towards the door. He turned to see his pink-haired wife sit up in their bed, and she was almost shuttering with desperation.

"I am leaving now, Moka, and I am not coming back. Your actions today have destroyed my trust in you, and I will never be so foolish as to give it you again. I understand now that the most important thing to you is your damn pride, and you would sooner watch me suffer and die than to let your pride as a vampire been tarnished. Very well, since that is the choice you have made, I will make a choice of my own."

Looking his wife directly in the eye, Tsukune raised his left hand and pulled off his wedding ring. Both Moka's eyes widened in terror at his actions.

"This is a symbol of my commitment to you, Moka, but apparently, your commitment to me meant nothing. As a result, this is worthless to me now," and he dropped the simple, gold band onto the floor.

"Tsukune…no…please don't!" and she jumped off the bed and dashed into his arms.

A part of him wanted to embrace her. He wanted to forgive her and try to work past this, but all he could keep smelling was Gin's scent all over her.

"Tsukune…stop this…please…I am your wife!"

CRACK!

Moka stumbled backwards and tripped over the sheets tumbling to the floor in a heap. He had slapped her!

"No Moka, you are no longer my wife. A wife does not treat her husband like a lap dog or a servant. Furthermore, you have renounced me as your mate already."

"No, I have not!" she said emphatically while nursing her sore cheek.

Inner Moka was banging at the walls of Outer Moka's consciousness to be released, but her pink-haired self would not act.

"Yes, you have Moka Akashiya, or did you not think that I knew about the blood rites between vampire mates?"

Now, both Mokas felt their blood run cold.

"I see that I have surprised you. Since I became a vampire, I wanted to learn about their societal rules and traditions – particularly since your family is so prestigous. Prior to our mating ceremony, your father had granted me access to the castle's library where I read all about our bonding ceremony. When a vampire takes a mate, only their mate may provide them children – no one else. By daring to ask Gin to father a child by you, you have broken our bond as mates. That is the cold, hard truth, Moka!"

The young vampiress was at a loss for words. What could she say? Everything that he said was true, and she knew it. She had never really wanted to have to go through with this; she had thought that he would back down like always. He had called her bluff though, and she needed to prove her point.

"I am done talking to you, Moka. The stench of Gin and you in this room disgusts me, and I am leaving. Make whatever arrangements you want to help the bastard lying in the hallway because I sure as hell won't."

Tsukune glared at her one last time before he shook his head in near contempt.

"I wanted to believe that you loved me, Moka; I really did. But, I see now that love from you is as much an illusion as you are an illusion compared to the real Moka."

That statement was a like knife to her heart, and she buried her face in her hands and began to cry.

"Goodbye…Moka," and as his wife sobbed on the floor, Tsukune left the bedroom and headed straight out the front door. He would never return to this house again.

Author's Notes: I know that there were several spinoffs to Mistress' original story 'Get What You Wanted', but I have not had a chance to read them all yet. If my future ideas are similar to other authors, then I guess great minds think alike. Hope you enjoy the next chapter!