The Shattered Mirror[Diabolik Lovers X OC]

Cold blood

Gasps and giggles spread across the classroom.

"Wouldn't you agree, *Otouto-chan~?" His piercing green eyes landed on Kagami. She simply nodded, accepting her new gender, at least for school.

"I would certainly say so~" the teacher gazed at the stoic female with heavy sky blue eyes.

For Kagami, the introductions flew past in a flash and soon she was assisting the students in their work.

"Now~ Yamada-kun~ read page 174 for me, will you~?" The blonde teacher looked expectantly at a male who was already flushing a bright scarlet, looking at her giving her already bulbous chest a lift with her arms.

He stood up with a jolt, his hands trembling as he looked down at his textbook and attempted at reading out the speech.

"Ah...l-loze bai ani...other na-me wud smelle as seat..."

"No, not good" she spoke in a only slightly accented English.

"Kagami-kun, if you would be so kind?" She turned to the female who was leaning against the wall, eyes shut as she had already long memorized the iconic quote.

"A rose, by any other name, would smell as sweet. Quoted from Romeo & Juliet, a play written by Shakespeare." Her fluent and clear words as well as the lack of an accent shocked most of the Japanese class.

The blonde had her eyes wide as she beamed at the blackette.

"Mmhmm~amazing! Now, page 175, Juliet's line if you please" the teacher had rid of her flirtatious mask and was showing her childish side.

"Romeo, Romeo, where art' thou Romeo?"

"Shall I hear more or shall I speak at this~?" An unexpected reply came in perfect English to the lady's words.

"Mmm~that's my darling Laito~" the teacher hugged herself, glancing seductively at Laito who too had his eyes closed and was reading from memory.

In English:

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose" Kagami continued, seemingly not done reading and her eyes still calmly shut.
"By any other word would smell as sweet.
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes." Laito smirked at her attempt to shame him out of sheer and obvious boredom.
"Without that title. Romeo, do thy name,
And for that name, which is no part of thee.
Take all myself."

"I take thee at thy word~" Laito hummed sultrily.

"Call me but love, and I'll new baptized.
Henceforth I never will be Romeo." He opened his emerald eyes, a glint of mischief dancing in their midst.

English end

"I will be your lover, Otouto~" he finally mused, breaking character.

The sounds of squeals could be heard as the fujoshi's of the class rejoiced

The blue bell eyed girl was, however, unfazed by his words and merely stated, "I politely decline, Laito."

"Aww.....!" the man smirked, "At least call me '**oni-chan', otouto~"

"I decline once again." She stated again, this time being saved by the bell.

Pulling up the rugsack that was slumped in the corner, the female bowed curtly and walked briskly out of the dark room before anyone could stop her. She avoided the rowdy mess hall, deciding to traverse the school grounds for the remainder of break time.

She stepped lightly, a habit from her training, until a glimmer of white caught her sharp eye.

A lone white rose was blooming among a bush of red ones. Or more of growing under them.

The white beauty was practically engulfed by the crimson roses' vines and thorns but was miraculously alive.

Reaching a hand out, the girl who's midnight black hair glimmered in the moonlight scooped up a nearby flower basket. She shoveled in some dirt nearby with her hands, grains of it stuck in her claw-like nails, and dumped it into the metal basket.

She loosened the fluffy soil with her fingertips and went for the rose.

Her skin ripped and teared as it contacted the thorns from the bush but she stayed completely still, as though she felt no pain.

She reached beyond the sharp vines and finally managed to caress the tip of the white rose's outermost petal.

She reached even further, her forearm now engulfed by the bush and it's spiney interior. She was only satisfied when she reached what seemed to be the rose's limp roots.

Carefully plucking each root and it's hairs from the ground she lifted the glower by it's bud and pulled it out of the thorn bush, carefully planting it into the small flower basket she prepared earlier.

Standing from her crouch, her eyes met crimson ones as the albino approached the female. One wiff was all it took for the youngest of the brothers to growl in hunger.

"You hurt yourself," he grumbled, trying to suppress his vampiric urges.

"Show me..." He muttered, unsure if he truly wanted her to.

She lifted her scratched up hand and stared at it blankly, as though unsure why it was serious. He stared at the small droplets of blood dribbling from the scratches with desire, feeling his sanity strip away.

The sweet scent of her O type blood had completely masked the sour odour of blood that usually lingered around her being.

This drove the boy mad as his throat burned for the sweet relief of blood that he had not felt in months, he hated himself for his cravings, that and for many other things.

Seemingly reading the boy's distraught mind, Kagami brought her hands near his lips, only uttering one word, "drink".

This settled it, Subaru pulled her pale wrist and began to lick the blood off the female's skin.

Instead of quenching his thirst, the taste of her blood merely made the lighter skinned male more desperate for the sweet thick liquid. He tugged her arm closer to his lips and sunk his pearly white fangs into her exposed apendage, groaning under his breath at the addictive flavour.

"That's enough..." the blackette muttered but it fell upon deaf ears.

Her eyes started hazing over as a sharp pain jabbed her heart. "Oi! I said enough!"

The blood flowing into the male's mouth began to freeze, this made him shiver as he dropped her hand by her sharp pull.

"C-Cold blood..."

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*Otouto: younger brother
**Oni-chan: older brother