Water Bound [Diabolik Lovers]

Chapter Three

~ Sirena's P.O.V ~

According to the schedule Reiji oh so kindly gifted me with, we should have English Literature followed by Geography and then Art before lunch break. I had a free period after lunch but was back in the science labs for chemistry. Five days a week, five lessons a day. This shouldn't be too hard. Gulp...

Laito lead the way into the classroom, holding the door open for me and letting me inside. I eye him suspiciously as he takes a seat by the window and rests his elbow on the desk in front of him. I half expect him to feed off me or drink my blood or something. Now is the perfect time to do in since there's no-one here right now. Shoving those thoughts away, I decide to take a seat in front of the womaniser, wanting to be next to a window also. Because of this, I could see the outside and daydream during the boring bits of the lesson.

Because I haven't had a proper education, I should pay attention during a lesson but attending a night school with six vampire brothers isn't really what you would call 'the usual'. In fact, nothing about me is what you would call 'usual' any more. The same goes for 'normal'. I can't even remember the last time I did something considered normal. Ugh. Why the hell am I thinking about this now? I have worse things to be worrying about. Like the vampire in the room.

I sigh and run my hands through my hair, desperately wishing I had something to do right now. Without realising it, I begin humming. It's a simple tune, a lullaby actually. I have distant memories of a woman who I believe to be my mother singing it to me. Of course the lullaby has lyrics but I don't know them. Every time the woman appears in my dreams she sings it but all I hear are the notes. Not the words. While I hum, my eyes flutter shut as I remember the face of the mystery woman.

She has long raven black hair and warm hazel eyes that remind me of big chocolate balls. Her smile is kind and gentle and she's always wearing a pure white dress, reminding me of an angel from heaven. Of course, I don't believe I'd God or angels. I don't even believe there is a place called hell or a man named Lucifer otherwise known as the devil. I'm just saying that if angels did exist, that's what I'd imagine them to look like. Just like the woman in my dreams.

I'm suddenly pulled away from my thoughts as open my eyes. Laito is crouched down beside me, resting his arms and chin on my desk. His cat like green eyes stare up at me as I blink at him, wondering what the hell he's up to.

"You have a beautiful voice," he compliments, "even if you were only humming." I shrug my shoulders at him as if it's no big deal, trying to get him to back away slightly. He's too close. Way too close for my liking.

"Thanks I guess," I mumble, "it wasn't anything special though so I don't see why you felt you had to say such a thing." I turn to look at the window, another attempt to get him to go away.

"Maybe not, but it was enchanting." He hums, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say." I wave him off, going to stand up but Laito grabs my wrist, pushing my up against the wall. I gasp when he leans in closer to my throat.

"Your scent..." he whispers onto my skin, "is like nothing I've ever smelt before. The balance between sweet and salty. Just perfection." I feel his smirk grow against my neck before he licks me, making me squirm beneath his death grip.

"Please, let go of me..." I beg helplessly. Laito's chuckle vibrates against my skin, causing my stomach to churn violently.

"Oh no, but I like this." He hums burying his face into the crook of my neck, "Now I'm not usually as possessive as Ayato but with you... I might have to make an exception. Your scent alone is enough to drive me crazy."