"My, my, Bitch-chan! Wherever might you be going dressed so prettily?" Laito rested his chin in his palm watching with interest as Akira shrugged on a cardigan over her slip. She glowered at him in the ornate full-length mirror. "Nowhere. Why?"
Laito hummed. "Just looking to see what my Little Bitch was up to, you know?~" he licked his lips. "Are stockings something you usually wear?" Akira gave him a warning look, but he continued anyway. "Because I'd really like them to tear them off of you." Laito winked and laughed at his own quip.
Akira brushed her hands over the lace on her dress, checking her appearance one more time, before grabbing her purse and walking out the door.
"Tell Reiji I'll be out for a while. Don't mess up my sheets."
Laito fluttered his fingers in farewell. "Have fun~"
Not ten minutes later, just as Akira had made it onto the main street leading to the city, she felt the familiar pricking feeling of someone's gaze tagging her in the dense crowd. Slipping onto the pavement, she kept her eyes to the passing reflections of the display windows at the shopfronts. She caught a flash of red hair and piercing green eyes.
Akira groaned inwardly. She knew who her stalker was. Her destination was not a few steps away. She bounded up the grand stairs and slipped into through the cathedral doors. In the main hall, with its beautifully intricate tile floors, she crossed her arms, lying in wait for him. "Come out, Laito."
"Here I am~" A high voice trilled. Hands slid down and over her waist as he pressed up against her back. Akira elbowed him in the chest. "Why did you follow me?"
Laito shrugged, pouting. His innocent expression, illuminated by the rainbow light cast by the skylight above did not convince Akira at all. I was bored at home...why can't I come with you to the church?"
Akira glowered at him. "Because you'll make trouble for me." Not only that, Akira was genuinely excited to be out alone for the first time in forever. Nobody chasing her for her blood, or stressing her with unreasonable demands. She was going to attend the mass at Yui's church to support her friend, and was in no mood to tolerate Laito or his perverted tendencies, least of all in a scared place. He pressed a hand to his chest in mock hurt. "Ah, how cruel my Little Bitch is..."
She rolled her eyes. "I'm here to visit Yui, not entertain you."
"Oh, there you are, Akira!" Yui glided out from behind one of the stone pillars, looking vibrant and radiant. The coiffed curls peeking out from beneath her modest headpiece shone, her face alight with a rosy glow as her white priestess robes flowed like liquid around her feet. "And Laito, too!"
Laito smiled like a cat and tipped his hat. "Hello, Yui! I tagged along with Akira; surely you don't mind?" Yui beamed and shook her head before Akira could protest. "Not at all! Please, come in. The mass is starting."
"Don't you dare be naughty," Akira hissed. Laito's grin widened as he slipped an arm around her waist. "Why, I wouldn't dare..."
Laito contradicted himself just fifteen minutes into the mass. As the opening prayers were being said, he moaned and knocked his knee into Akira's. "I'm bored," he whined. Akira glared at him from the corner of her eye, keeping her head bowed in reverence. "You're the one who decided to come." Laito squirmed in the pew. "Uhnn. I thought we were going to have fun together..." Then, as Communion was being conducted and worshippers began rising from the benches to receive the Body of Christ, Akira saw her brother's eyes glint. Seizing the opportunity, he snatched her by the waist and used a hand to cover her mouth. The environment spun and distorted, then they landed on the floor of a room. It was completely bare except for the lone cross fixture nailed to the wall. Akira fumbled around in the dark. Her vampire heritage didn't grant her night vision like her brothers. "Laito, what—"
Hands pulled her against a hard chest, and her protests were silenced by his lips. "Shush, Bitch-chan." Laito murmured in her ear. Akira's heart pounded faster. There was nothing but pure blackness surrounding her. "We're supposed to be receiving Communion!" She hissed, wriggling to escape his hold. "Do not sully this—" his lips sealed over hers once more. This time, she could feel the poke of his fangs.
"Stop moving, Bitch-chan." Laito breathed. His voice had turned heavy and sultry. "Or I won't be able to control myself, and you'll be really dirty after this."
