Diabolik Lovers

Chapter Four

No more being polite I thought to myself as I opened the door and enter the roof. I instantly saw bag and ran over to grabbed it. I was being polite to Kanato and he got annoyed. He put my bag up on the roof for punishment. I'm done with trying to be nice or trying to feel the emotions I've haven't felt in years.

"I love you. For ever and ever, and ever."

I stopped in my tracks. I turned to see Laito staring up at the dark night sky. Unaware I was here. I quickly rush to the side of the wall, and looked around the corner at him. Making sure he didn't see me.

"Whether you desire it or not, I have never forgotten you, even for an instant. I remember your voice, your scent . . . your everything."

Who was this person he was talking about and why do I feel . . . Sad?

Laito took a deep breath, and then suddenly he turned to look over at where I was. "Who goes there?"

I moved back, turned to run for the door only to be grabbed by Laito and spinned around by him.

"Little Bitch, it's bad to eavesdrop," he said.

"I wasn't trying to," I said.

"But you heard a little of this and that, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Now, what shall we do?" Laito grabbed my neck and tighten his grip to where it was hard for me to breathe.

"I can't breathe . . ."

Laito smiled down at me. "I think you need to be punished." I dropped my bag and was slammed against the door by Laito. "Where would you like it, Little Bitch? I'll guess where you're most sensitive. We dwellers of the night become particularly thirsty on nights such as this. We become so terribly thirsty that we are driven mad with the need to quench that thirst." He licked my neck. "You know what angers me the most? That emptiness in your eyes, emotionless look on your face. I can't get any decent reaction from you."

"S-Stop."

Laito pulled some of my hair out of his way. "I don't know if it's the moonlight, but I'm getting a little excited." I gripped his jacket when he bit into me. It didn't hurt that much, but there was still pain.

Suddenly Laito pulled away and stared down at me in shock. "Could it be?"

I saw this as my chance to get away. I pushed Laito away, and headed out the door. Getting away from him, because I knew he was capable of doing sinister things to me that the rest of his brothers in the house would not do.

I ran out of the building, forgetting all about Yui. I run until I saw a phone booth. I went inside and closed the door. I dialed my father's number. It rang for a couple seconds then someone picked up.

"Hello? Father? Yui and I have been caught up in something that makes no sense!" I said.

"No sense you say?" Laito's voice was on the other end. "That's hardly the case, Little Bitch." I dropped the phone. I could sense the fear in me, but wasn't truly feeling it.

I looked across the street and saw Laito. He had a phone to his ear. He snapped it closed and put it in his pocket. I ran. I looked back and saw he wasn't there. Then I bumped into someone. I looked up to see Laito.

"Did you enjoy your short lived freedom, Little Bitch?" He asked, gripping my shoulders.

"Let got of me," I said, struggling. He chuckled.

"Still, nothing in your eyes," he said, grabbing my chin. "I see no fear in these beautiful eyes of yours. That will change."

"It is my pleasure to introduce today's guest, Mr. Tougo Sakamaki," a voice said. We looked up to see news lady speaking on the screen. "Mr. Sakamaki is one of many politicians who are very enthusiastic in regards to the new strategic foreign policy."

"He is statesman Tougo Sakamaki. Our father. Although to me, he is merely the object of my hatred," Laito said.

"Tougo Sakamaki?" I said. He very seemed familiar. "Karl Heinz . . . " the darkness take over . . .

I woke up in my bed. Dressed in my uniform. What happened to me? Did I faint? I slipped off the bed, out of my room and out of the house. I ran to the church.

"Why is this happening to us? Why God?" I asked, getting on my knees at the alter. "Yui doesn't deserve to suffer with me. I can understand why this is happening to me, but Yui? No. Please God . . . please spare Yui?"

"I wouldn't bother asking God, because you won't get a response," a voice said. I turned to saw Laito. I stood up. "Good morning, Little Bitch."

"How did you know I was here?" I asked.

"I know everything these is to know about you. So you should really stop trying to run away," he said, walking to me. When he stood right in front of me, he grabbed my shoulder and pulled me to him. "I'm here too expose you for what you really are." He leaned down to my neck.

"Stop it!" I said pushing him off me. He fell to one knee and his hat fell off. After a minute, he started chuckling and stood.

"Don't waste your breath praying," he said, running his fingers through his hair. "God is nothing more than nonsense created by men."

"That isn't true," I said.

"Well, look at that. I now see something in your eyes," he said, smirking like he won something. "You seriously believe in Him? You think that he will help you if you believe?" He laughed. "Are you stupid or are you naive? Maybe you're both. Either way, you're simple-minded. I find you innocence appealing, Little Bitch." He grabbed my shoulders.

"Ow."

"However," the playfulness was gone. "There is nothing to believe in, and you need to do more than pray to accomplish anything."

"I don't care what you think. I will always believe in Him."

"You're at your best today, Little Bitch. The emotionless, blank look on your face is almost gone now," he said, smirking. "I will now exposed the lust that lurks inside you." He pushed me down on the alter, his hands holding down mine.

"Stop."

"Now instruct me," he said. "Would you like me to start from the top? Or the bottom?" What is he doing to me? I could feel . . . fear, and panic. I could feel it! No! Make it stop!

"You can't do this in a church," I said.

"Are you angry? Your eyes are fascinating. Go ahead, it's cute," he said, leaning further down. I turned my head. "You can get even angrier if you want. You can call me names. But no matter how hard you try, you are no match for me." He took off my tie. "For I am inhuman. You will be forced to submit, and you will be at my mercy." He began unbuttoning the top of my shirt. "I will see the places you have been too embarrassed to show anyone." He unbuttoned four buttons, showing some my chest. "And in the end, you will be mine." He leaned down to the skin he just exposed and kissed it.

"Stop it . . . " I closed my eyes.

"I can't stand it. Just the thought of it makes me . . . "

"I will never submit to you. Never."

"Look at you, showing emotion. Acting courageous. That's not bad. I like that. Now, let's see how much you can take in one day," he said. I opened my eyes to see him down at my legs. He looked at me as he kissed my thigh. Suddenly, he bit down. I gasped and closed my eyes. "Does it hurt? You poor thing. All right, I'll make it hurt even more. I'm going to let you in on a secret. You were offered up to us as a sacrifice . . . by the very church you have such faith in."

"You're lying," I said, opening my eyes. He was standing now. My heart throbbed with familiar pain. The pain I've been trying to relieve.

"Very well, tell me who delivered you to us?" My eyes widened.

"No," I whispered. He laughed.

"I love the look of despair on your face. Much better than your emotionless mask. Now, let's enjoy ourselves more," he said, leaning down until our faces were an inch apart. "Follow me down to Hell." He bit into my neck.

"No one has ever been saved by their belief."