Bitter Rose [Diabolik Lovers]

Chapter Four: *awkward cough* So, That Darn Economy

Translations:

Se fait baiser par votre mère, bâtards - Get fucked by your mother, bastards

Ma petite oiseau chanteur - My little songbird

Grande soeur - Big sister

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Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.

- Stephen King

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She was getting a lot of weird stares for the dog leggings.

After their minor altercation, she had the feeling Reiji led her through more hallways than was necessary because by the time they reached what she took to be the dining room--it had a giant table in it; it's not a crazy assumption--her legs were burning.

He'd then introduced her to the rest of the family properly--including the prick she'd shoved out the window, who merely smiled and waved, which set her on edge--and sat down without another word. This lead to the awkward silence that blanketed the room now, and the judgemental stares she was receiving.

To be fair, she wasn't sure they were directed at her dog leggings, but they seemed to be, and therefore she was offended. "You lot seem very hypercritical," she said, choosing a seat next to the guy named after a car brand. "I mean, do you really have the right to stare at me with judgy eyes when not one of you has tried to start up a decent conversation." Realizing she was commanding the full attention of the table, she decided to be silly and lighten the mood. Pointing to Kanato, who was clutching a stuffed bear like his life depended on it and looking at her like she was a particularly intriguing piece of art he couldn't figure out if he liked or not, she continued. "I mean, you and I have the same color hair! We should be bonding, and yet you're betraying me and the color purple with your judgment!" This received no response. "You all are no fun," she grumbled, beginning to dig into the plate of food before her.

"Teddy, I think something's wrong with this one," the purple-haired betrayer murmured to his bear, looking down and fiddling with it. Frowning, Rose looked up from her food.

"Says the vampire talking to a stuffed toy," she responded snippily. Clearly, it had been the wrong thing to say. Kanato stiffened, his expression flipping from creepily intrigued to furious in a split second, while the rest of the vampires looked shocked. Even Shu, who, up until this point, had shown the least amount of interest in her, glanced up.

"How did you find that out?" Reiji snapped, and Rose shrugged, not entirely willing to rat out Sabirah. She had the feeling that the vampires would not want her communicating with another bride, and she really wanted to be able to talk to the girl some more. She was going to need the stability.

"I'm afraid that may have been my fault." A smooth, slightly mocking voice pulled her from her thoughts. She looked up and found herself staring into Laito's eyes. He was smirking at her, clearly enjoying how uncomfortable having him look at her made Rose. She glared, and his smirk widened. "We had a little...altercation in her room, and I believe she saw my fangs. That and she shoved me out of her window. Isn't that right, Little Violet?" Laito cooed, and Rose tried her best to murder him with her expression. However, she didn't miss Subaru's small, vaguely impressed glance when Laito said she'd accidentally tried to kill him.

The other redhead--Ayato, was it? Good God, she wasn't going to be able to keep them straight--slammed his hands onto the table angrily. "Damn it, Laito. You know I like to be first!" Rose did not appreciate his snarling claim in the slightest, but before she could make that opinion clear, Laito responded.