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

Assignment: Window

Tikiyah's POV:

I open my eyes and I wake up to darkness. Complete darkness. Weird. I don't remember Laito's room being so dark...err...I mean my room. Reiji found me with Laito and sent me to my bed with "actual clothes" on. I attempt to stretch but I'm retrained to a tight ball. What? I try again, stretching, and I hit some rough fabric...burlap? When did I get a burlap blanket? No, wait, my blanket, soft and cozy, was wrapped around my lower half. Then what is this? I poke it and then realization rushes in. I'm moving but I'm not doing it on my own and I'm trapped inside a small space. To test my silent theory, I jabbed the bag several times.

"Oi! Stop punching my back!" A deep voice of which I didn't recognized exclaimed above my head. Whoever was keeping me captive juggled the bag and I jolted upwards.

I screeched at the light pain of hitting my head against the tightly held bag...and then I screamed for help. It was a guy that held me captive which is never good for a girl. "Help me! Somebody! I'm being kidnapped! Laito?! Reiji?! Kanato?! Where are you guys?!" I kept punching and kicking as hard as I could. I could tell that my kidnapper was growing irritated by how his body tensed up.

"Shut up! Those foolish Sakamaki are gone." Came his response.

My blood ran cold. "W-what do you mean "gone?" A-and how do you know about them?"

"Don't worry about it. You're in better hands than you were with them."

"They never stuffed me in a burlap bag as if I was a bag of potatoes! How am I in better hands?!"

I didn't get an answer.

"I want out! I want out, I want out, I want--ack!" I was carelessly and aggressively flung down on the ground. And then nothing...it was quiet. I assumed my kidnapper abandoned me and noticed light through the bag. That wasn't there before...I could have sworn we were walking outside mere moments ago. Well, fuck that shit! I'm breaking free! I feel around for the knot in the bag and I work my way to untie it before popping out. I look around; I'm inside a hug mansion, bigger than the Sakamaki's surely, in a living room with a huge window.

"Aw~ She's so cute~" A sickly sweet cooed from behind.

I turn around and found a blonde leaning on a couch's arm, watching me intently. I'm kind of getting Laito vibes from him. I look beyond him and I find a ghost. A ghost with a jagged scar across his nose, messy blue-black tinted hair kept under a hat and dead icy eyes. The definition of a ghost. I blinked and slowly slinked back down into the burlap bag. "Please don't hurt me...I just wanna go back home..."

"Well, we won't be harming you in any way, as long as you don't cross the line, and you won't be going back to those disgusting Sakamaki any time soon." Another male said in a monotone. My gaze trailed around the room in search of the owner and finally lay eyes on rather mature looking dark-haired man, casually walking down stairs with a buff brunette behind him. He looked more mature than Reiji if that was possible. Maybe it was because he didn't look a butler and dressed more casual in a sweater and black jeans.

"Uh...why?" My voice cracked. "Who are you guys anyways?"

"We are the Mukami brothers." Dark-haired mature dude said.

"Hi there, cutie~" I look ahead and found that blonde crouching before me. I screeched and jumped like a thousand feet away from him. He stayed put and gave me a all too cheerful closed-eye smile. "Name's Kou. I'm sure you've seen me around."

"Haha...right." I haven't seen him in my life. After my awkward response I threw at him, he glared at me. Did I say something wrong? What else was I supposed to say?