Kanato x Azusa

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Call this, a request of my own.

Kanato's P.O.V.

I remained in my room, reading a book in silence. All I wanted was to be left alone. No one needed to bother me. I sighed for about the third time today. I've felt so lonely ever since Azusa burned Teddy. I looked over at my shelf, seeing said bear sitting there, covered in black and barely holding its own form. It looked away at the sight. It was too much for me to bear. There was a knock on my door. I frowned.

"Go away."

"Kanato, its Reiji. Dinner is ready."

"I'm not hungry." I heard a sigh from outside the door.

"You haven't come out since yesterday." Its true, I haven't left this room since the Mukami's moved into our mansion. I hated them with all my guts, especially Azusa. I never wanted to see them. They're house was destroyed, so they came to live with us.

"Kanato, please come out and have dinner tonight. Just for tonight." I growled slightly in annoyance, but Reiji isn't one to give up so easily. I got up from my place on the bed and walked over to the door. I didn't look at Reiji as I opened the door and pushed past him. I slowly made my way to the dining hall, seeing everyone surprisingly getting along. Even Ayato, the most aggressive one of us, was doing pretty fine with Yuki. I frowned to see that the only seat available was one next to Azusa.

"Feel free to take a seat." Reiji said, taking his seat. I said nothing as I walked to my seat beside Azusa. The green haired boy glanced at me with a blank look.

"Hello.....Kanato-kun."

"Urusai." Azusa just looked back at his plate and ate slowly. I kept my eyes at my own plate, not wanting to even want to look at Azusa, or anyone for that matter. The food tasted bland as always. I didn't care for it, but everyone else seem to enjoy it well. After awhile I pushed my plate away.

"I'm done." 

"Now now, what's with the sour attitude Kanato? Even you aren't usually this grumpy." Laito said.  I ignored him and started to walk away. I need some fresh air.


Azusa's P.O.V.

I watched as Kanato started to leave. I slowly rose from my feet.

"I am done.....arigato." I left the same way Kanato had. I saw him in the distance ahead of me. I was quiet and followed him, my footsteps light as a feather. Soon he was upstairs, heading out onto the balcony. I hid behind the door, but kept the door open a crack. I've always liked Kanato, I really have. He reminded me so much of Justin. Angry, inflicts pain, emotional....it was wonderful.

My thoughts were interrupted as I started to hear him sing. It made me smile. I didn't know he could sing. It was incredible. It sounded more soft then I expected, very soothing. I sighed in happiness, but I didn't realize how loud it was. For his singing suddenly came to a stop. I frowned slightly. Why did he stop?

"Azusa-kun, show yourself." I felt goosebumps as I heard my name being called by his voice. I stood up and slowly creaked the door open, seeing Kanato sit on the edge of the balcony. His purple hair seemed to shine, almost shimmer with the moonlight.

"Yes.....Kanato-kun?" He had on a deep frown, and his eyes held anger.

"What are you doing here?"

"I followed you here."

"Doshette?"

"I wanted to know where you were going." There was no point in lying to him. He would be much more upset if I did anyway. Kanato got off the ledge and started to approach me.

"Don't you know I prefer to be alone?"

"Gomen....I just-" Suddenly I was pinned to the wall, and he had a hand around my throat. He glared at me with wide eyes, causing shivers to go down my spine.

"I asked you a question. Don't ignore it." I blinked, staring at him blankly.

"Yes....I knew you....wouldn't want me.....to follow you."

"Then why did you! Baka!" He suddenly shouted. I took the moment to really look at his face. His pale face, with those beautiful purple eyes, he looked like an innocent child. I winced as I felt his grip around my throat tighten.

"Answer me!"

"I wanted....to follow you...." Kanato growled and threw me aside. I fell onto the ground. I winced as he kicked my side.

"You think you have the rights to do what you do?! After what you did to Teddy! NO! You deserve to burn in hell!" he kept kicking me, over, and over, and over again. I didn't try to stop him, or plead, or even protect myself. I let him hurt me as much as he pleased. Finally he stopped, panting hard. I gave a small smile, my side aching badly. Did he get his anger out? Does he feel better? If hurting me helps him, I'm glad. I looked up at him, my smile never leaving me.

"Do you....feel better, Kanato-kun?" He seemed taken aback by my question.

"If your still.....angry, then.....hurt me more....onagi." This time his eyes widened, and he took a small step back. There was a moment of silence. His face was hard to read, but he mostly seemed shocked. Finally, he broke the silence.

"Y..You....want me to hurt you more?" I nodded.

Kanato's P.O.V.

I looked away from him. What the hell? He actually wants me to hurt him? Does he...enjoy it? I frowned, feeling a strange feeling in my stomach. That actually seemed....sad. As much as I enjoy inflicting pain, I despise receiving it. But, he doesn't. He was different. Is that really a good thing....to enjoy pain. I shook my head. Why am I thinking this?! Why do I even care?! My thoughts were interrupted by coughing. I looked down at Azusa to see he was coughing up some blood. My eyes widened.

"Azusa-kun!" He shakily stood up and smiled at me again.

"Daijobu...." My expression softened as I saw he could barely stand. Did I hurt him that badly? I looked down, my hair covering my eyes. Then, I walked over to him and slung his arm under my shoulders. He looked at me surprised.

"Kanato-kun......?" I didn't respond as we teleported to his room. I sat him on his bed. He slowly looked up at me. His eyes were half lidded, and dazed. They always seemed to that soft far away look. He opened his mouth to say something, but I quickly turned away from him.

"Just rest." Then, I quickly left his room, and started to head towards my own. As I walked away, his face would not leave my mind. His soft face, covered in scars, it looked so nice but so sad all at once. I shook my head. Dammit what is wrong with me?! I need to go to my special place.

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