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

Assignment: Takeout

Third Person POV:

The purple-haired Sakamaki angrily paced around in the living room. He was there for so long, he could have dug a ravine within the carpet.  Waiting for her. She didn't come to the club. She didn't come home with them. She didn't even try to ask if she could go off with some guy that wasn't him! Kanato had saw the two run off and tried to send them a message telling them they were wrong with doing this, being together, and was unsuccessful. That enraged him more so and now he waits to confront her. Why couldn't Tikiyah just see it like he can? That they were meant to be together forever? How infuriating!

"You're still down here waiting?" Laito's playful voice rang from the stairs.

"I want to catch her before she goes to sleep." Kanato grumbled. "This isn't how it's suppose to work! She rejects me in front of our whole home room class and then she avoids me by hanging out with that...that...asshole! Unacceptable isn't it, Teddy?"

"Can you really blame her?" Laito countered, taking his time down the steps. He was weary of his brother and nor was he trying to get choked so quickly. "You're too clingy. And no homo though, but that Brady guy is way more attractive than you will ever be."

Kanato stared at the redhead. "What?!"

"I mean, look at him and then look at you. He's tall, a pretty face. Nice hair, athletic. He's up there with me in the ranks of sexiness." Laito stated before running a hand through his own hair. "But of course I will always be the World's sexiest."

Kanato blinked. "Se-xy? I'm not sexy?"

"Oh hell no! You look like a weird, wimpy middle school kid. You know, that one kid that most people would avoid because they're so creepy?"

Kanato frowns. "But...that's how I got my fan girls. I'm creepily cute, they say."

Laito smirks acting all high and mighty. "Then maybe Kokoa-chan isn't a fan. Maybe she's really a Sexy Princely type. Or maybe that Stoic Smart type? She's surely more drawn to us two than to you--"

"Shut up! Shut up!" Kanato exclaimed, blocking his ears. "That's not true! That's not true! That's not--"

There was a knock at the door. Both males turned to it. Laito went to answer it. "Well, you were out late." He commented as the girl skipping in, carrying her a plastic bag of what smelled like take-out to the Sakamaki.

"Brady and I were getting around!" She replied cheerfully, thwarting as Kanato stepped in front of her. Her smile faltered. "What?"

"You skipped the club." Kanato says bluntly.

"Can you blame me? I have to wear a revolting, degrading maid uniform--"

"A sexy maid uniform," Laito corrected. "Though the one I wanted before would have been way more appealing..."

"...surrounded by a bunch of whores and annoying vampire brothers--"

"Hey! I am not annoying! As for the others--"

"Shut up, Laito! You're being annoying right now!" Tikiyah exclaimed with a glare his way.

Laito's hands flew up in surrender mouth an "okay" with wide eyes.

Tikiyah sighs and turned back to the unfazed purple-haired male, "As I was saying, I'm surrounded by whores and annoying vampire brothers whom I have to take orders from and I don't even get paid for it. I deserve to have a life outside of that or better yet, money."

"He's getting into your head. These aren't you're words! You don't need to get paid if we're letting you work to live here." Kanato retorted coolly.