Aohana's POV
I was quiet the whole journey, reason being I was terrified. For however long now I'd been stuck in a limo, with six strangers and I really didn't like it. The way they were all staring at my neck wasn't helping. "Oi. Oppai, look at Ore-Sama" I heard turning to a red haired vampire with red hair, the ends fading into a light pink colour, with piercing green eyes. I blushed and crossed my arms over my chest "Please don't call me t-that" I whispered.
The boy leaned closer to me, his breath on my ear as he whispered "Ore-Sama will call you what Ore-Sama wants to call you." I shuddered and tried to push him away, my face still red much to my dismay. Another red head, though his was slightly more to the ginger side, chuckled and raised his fedora "My, my, Bitch-Chan, there's no point acting tough when you're bright red and stammering." I sunk back in my seat "I'm not acting tough, I have a name and I'd like people to use it" I said quietly, yelping helplessly as a fist hit the car making me jump I opened my eyes to see a white haired, red eyed teen glaring at me "You never told us your name!" He hissed "You never asked..." I muttered. A raven haired teen wearing glasses cleared his throat "Subaru, sit down. You-" he snapped turning his gaze to me "What's your name." I choked down a whimper "A-Aohana Hanekawa.." They all gave me quizzical expressions, besides the shortest, purple and lilac haired boy and the only blonde of the six who appeared to have been sleeping the whole trip.
"Nah, Ore-Sama will call you Oppai." The first red hair said. He leaned other, trapping me in his arms "Now, give Ore-Sama your blood!" My eyes widened and I attempt to move "W-wait? My b-blood!" I thought over it and then in clicked, it clicked just as his fangs showed. "KYAH!!!!" I scrabbled under his arms and against the divider on the far of the limo, her hands sweaty and my eyes wide, the flower-like patterns in my irises were bright with fear.
"Y-You're VAMPIRES" I choked out in disbelief. Suddenly I was in the Fedora-Guy's lap, him holding my arm to his nose while his other hands what's firm around my waist. "Ahhh~ Bitch-Chan smells so sweet, makes me want to eat you up~" he purred at me, I struggled "Let go!" "Oi! Laito! Ore-Sama called first dibs" the first one snarled at Laito. "Ayato~ you need to share" Laito said back. The shortest vampire spoke "Ne~ Look Teddy, Onii-Sans are fighting, and the human's face, that's what human fear looks like Teddy." Then the same white haired one growled "Shut up about that damned bear Kanato!" He spat harshly at the one name Kanato. "Don't tell me what to do Subaru!!" Kanato hissed. My head was staring to hurt, why could they not stop! I want to be back home with Murasaki and Big Sister. I don't want to be here. I don't-
Then it started to match the aching pounds in my head I couldn't help but cry.They all stopped.
Kanato stopped screaming.
Subaru stopped hitting and breaking things
Ayato and Laito stopped trying to drink my bloodThe blonde had opened one beautiful sapphire eye and sat up.
"Great work. Made her cry" He said his voice full of laziness and peace despite his sarcasm.Ayato growled "We can see that Shu. But, why should Ore-Sama care?" I eventually faded my cries to a mere whimper, tears staining my cheeks nonetheless, Laito went about licking my tears which made me uncomfortable as all hell. The last one pushed up his glasses as the car stopped "If you bickering children are done. We have arrived home."
"Tch. Whatever Reiji."Huh...
Ayato
Laito
Kanato
Subaru
Reiji
And Shu....
Hopefully Murasaki and Big sister don't have it too bad...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter EndI really, really hope this is longer than the last one! Heh...the next chapter will be in Murasaki's POV and after that the main story will start. I hope you guys stick around till then~
But Anyway, enjoy you day, have some BubbleTea and I'll see you around~
Bubble-Tea-Bby~
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