Protecting Her(Diabolik Lovers fanfic)

Chapter 3: Mansion

At least 15 minutes later, the limos finally slow down, and stop in front of a huge iron gate that leads into the biggest mansion I have ever seen. The gates open slowly, and the limos drive through. When they start to close, I dash through them, and dive into a nearby bush. I peek out through the leaves, and watch as they pass a beautiful fountain, and park in front of the entrance to the mansion. The Mukami's exit their limo first and rush into the building, the Sakamaki's take a little more time.

They must be grabbing Yui. I hope that all.

I see the sleepwalker exit first, and teleporting out of the area, probably to sleep. Then four eyes exits and holds the door open as wide as it would go, after him exits the little one, then the pervert, red eyes, and lastly, the cocky one. I look closer.

No one grabbed Yui? Seriously!?

I sigh out in frustration, as glasses closes the door, and they all teleport to somewhere unknown to me. I strain my senses to check for anyone that could be around. Nothing. I take a deep breath, and blur to the limo, then quickly enter. Yui is still sleeping there with her seatbelt still on, but is luckily in the same condition I left her in. No one tried to take advantage of her.

I go over to her, unbuckle her seatbelt, carefully grab her from under her arms, and drag her to the door of the limo. I kick it open, bring out Yui, then pick her up bridal style. I approach the door, and open it quietly. I check inside, then enter with the still sleeping Yui in my arms. I close the door, and sniff the air, trying to pinpoint Yui's room. Trying not to get distracted by the beautiful interior design, I dash up the large stairs and down a couple of hallways.

I stop in front of a dark brown, wooden door, and open it. I check to make sure none of those vampires are in here, and enter quickly and quietly. I flinch when I realize that this room is covered in pink. I quickly, but carefully, carry Yui over to her king-sized, and gently place her on the bed. I start to carefully remove her clothes(not in a pervy way, mind you), starting with her shoes and socks, then moving to her blazer, red bow, and blouse. Now that she's only in her underwear, I quickly grab the also pink nightgown that's on the back of a chair by the balcony doors, and slip it on her. I take the flower clip out of her hair and place it on the night stand, then pull the covers over her.

I let out a sigh of relief and sit on the chair.

Maybe I should check the place out....

I look over at Yui, whose breathing slow, but light.

She's going to be out for awhile, so no one should bother her. I'll be nearby anyways.

Sighing, I stand back up, and start taking all my clothes off, and place my eye patch inside the night stand drawer, so I don't lose it. I shift into a black house cat with long fur, to try to cover up my shoulders scar, check Yui one more time, then exit throught the balcony door, that was left slightly open.

I jump onto the balcony railing, then walk onto the ledge of the house. I see another balcony with the door wide open, and walk over to it quickly. I jump onto the railing, and enter the room. It looks like a music room. There's a big black piano in one corner, some violins on the walls, and a big leather couch against a wall by the piano. And sleeping on that couch is the blonde Sakamaki.

Being the curious cat I am, I approach him, and jump up onto his chest. He doesn't open his eyes. I meow a couple of times. No reaction.

What a lazy butt, doesn't even pay attention to a cute cat like me. Jk. I don't give a fuck.

I'm about to jump off, when I feel him start stroking my back. I feels really good, that I move to push my head against his palm. I see him smile lazily, and he continues storking my head. I push my face into his blonde hair, and its really soft. He chuckles slightly, and keeps petting me. Suddenly, he grabs under my stomach and lifts me, then places me back down quickly so I'm back on his chest. He holds my head in his hands, so I'm forced to look at his beautiful, blue eyes. He brushes his fingers over the top of my eye scar. I flinch back, and out of his grasp.