The Diabolik Host Club Lovers [OHSHC Diabolik Lovers AU Fan fiction]

Assignment: Swimming part 2

Majority of this swimming pool adventure I've been just sitting here beside Reiji talking about whatever comes to mind. It was weird but cool talking to Glasses. I didn't expect him to actually acknowledge me and my attempts to talk and he did! And for the first time in forever~~~ Sorry for the late Frozen pun but, Reiji actually seemed like a normal person during our conversation and I didn't mind talking to him unlike I usually do. We bothered Shu by our conversation but fuck him! He's slept long enough as far as I'm concerned. And besides, it's not like he had any care about me and my feelings when he took me into the music room to humiliate myself with my squawking parroting voice and then turns around and bites me!! So, why should I care about his sleep?

"Come play with us, Tikiyah-chan!" Kanato pouted resting his arms up on the side of the pool, giving me puppy eyes.

"Yes, Kokoa-chan~ Daddy's getting bored~" Laito purred.

"What fun is it talking to this know-it-all anyways?" Ayato questioned as he rised from the water and came to stand in front of me, disapproval shining in his green eyes.

"More fun than splashing in the water with the 3 Stooges....and Subaru." I replied.

Subaru rolled his eyes at me from where he floated in the water. "Whatever..." He muttered.

"If you don't get in the water, what's the point of wearing that sexy bikini I bought for you?" Laito inquired. "You can't say for a tan. Sun's not out and you are already toasted sexy hot."

"Fan service." I stated blankly. "I did it for fan service. You wanted to see it and forced it onto me. Even though you have Yui-chan to model it for you." I low-key kinda forgot Yui-chan was here with us until I saw her walk passed me to sit on the other side of Shu with some snacks. Irrelevant, right?

"Heh, Pancake here really isn't fan service. Have you seen her body?" Ayato remarked.

"Right? B*tch-chan is like," Laito drew an hourglass in the air with his hands, a very thin hourglass. "And Kokoa-chan, you're like," He does the same for my shape, a big exaggeration.

"I'm not that thick!" I exclaimed, face hot.

"You're more thicker than Pancake." Ayato replied briskly. "Now, why don't you do as Ore-sama says and get in the water with us?" His tone was frightening. His glare was looking through my soul.

"I-I'm fine here thank you." And I stupidly held my ground despite the danger I seemed to be in. Reiji wasn't trying to intervene for this argument. He'd most likely side with Ayato anyways so he could just be waiting for me to remember that Ayato was my...Master.

"Ore-sama doesn't remember asking if you were fine there. He's told you, given you an order to get. In. The. Pool!" Ayato was losing his patience and I was testing him to punish me. What is wrong with me?

"Make me. I'm not moving a muscle to get into the pool." I'm asking for the death contract. Where do I sign?

Ayato clenched his fist. His eye twitched, I could tell he wanted to explode but he didn't. He got suddenly frighteningly calm. He sighs and visibly relaxed before another one of his smirks appeared on his features. "Alright. You don't have to move."

What is happening?

"I'll move you." I was then snatched off the chair and up in the air. Ayato was still mad at me. I was suddenly above his head and then splashing into the water. It all happened so fast. Now, I remember why I was being so stubborn; I can't swim.

Third Person:

Tikiyah felt the air being knocked out of her as she slammed into the water. The liquid of which she usually drank seemed like the dangerous thing there was as it dragged her thrashing body down to the bottom of the pool, choking her. She began to get lightheaded and blank out, the feeble attempt to break free from the water's grasp growing weak.