Dance Of Night (A Diabolik Lovers Fanfiction)

Chapter 12 Pieces of Mind

Ayato's POV

I should have defended her that time, two years before. She had loooked so sad that moment before she defied Mother. Defying her in such a way... Ayame was quite brave, even the great ore-sama had to admit it. I had not once defied Mother, but one day, for her, I did.

"Mother," I had told her, quite resolved. "I wish to see Ayame gagain. And not just see her, I wish to talk to her as well."

Mother had been laying on a velvet couch when I spoke to her that way. She had seemed bored, but at my determined comment she smiled lightly, her eyes closed.

"Would you now?" she jested.

"I would, and I will," I said, still unmovable.

"And why do you think I would allow that?" she asked now.

"Because if you do not allow me to, I will stop trying to reach for the top of the Sakamakis, as you want me to but I have no interest for. If you would let me, however, I would gladly try even harder than before, Mother," I concluded.

She smiled an even wider smile then, a terrifying one. Still smiling, she lifted herself up and came to me, and grabbed me forcefully by the arm. I could not see her eyes since they were shadowed by her cascading violet hair. She dragged me then, out of our house and into the gardens, past them, to the lake. We were at the very end of the small deck that was there, her back to me, she looked at the water as she spoke.

"You will do as I tell you always, Ayato my child, and you will work harder now than ever, since it seems you can, as you stated. I have told you already, you will not be interacting with that scum ever again, understood?" she asked, in a sweet way that chilled the body to the bone.

"But Mother!" I protested.

"Trying to blackmail me..." she muttered, as she grabbed me even harder in the arm, and I felt the bone crack under her hand.

"MOTHER!" I yelled at her from the pain.

She then threw me into the lake in one swift movement. It was deep enough that I could not stand with my head above the water, and I did not know how to swim, I had never been taught. Besides, I could barely move my arm due to the pain. I looked at Mother as I tried to stay on the surface, her smile still on.

"Remember, my child. You should never favour other women. The girl you do things for is me."

My head went under water after that. When it came back up, I could see Mother's face had dropped, her smile turned into a scornful expression. She lifted her gaze up to my own eyes; they were red and full of rage, as her lips moved.

"Stop trying," she mouthed.

And I did what she told me, as I had always done, and sank into the bottom of the lake, while I thought about Ayame and how she had given me the strength to rebel with just spending a few moments. I wondered what else she could give me, and what I could give her. I wanted to find out.

Reiji's POV

Why did she have to go outside all the time? She could have perfectly just stayed inside... with me. She was so pleasant to talk to every time. It is true that her manners could do some more polishing, but she was well behaved enough in my opinion. She was quite striking in appearance for her age as well, as much as I hated to admit any favour for the opposite sex.

However, she was like none other of the opposite sex. Other women were frivolous, unscrupulous and completely ill mannered. But Ayame... she was quite the opposite from all of these. I always found her warm, and full of moral intent, and passionate about her preferences in study. She was extremely smart, my equal even, which was both disturbing and joyful for me, as I could now talk to someone on equal terms, but I still wanted to best her. She made me a better son, making me try even harder.