The heart of Eve | Diabolik Lovers

Chapter 4: Memories

"So, you're telling me it didn't happen?" Laito stood next to me against the wall with his elbow leaning above his head for support and his other hand was in his jacket pocket.
"No... he said he needed more time, but I'm okay with that" I held my reading book close to my chest and looked around the living room.
All of my brothers were in their rooms except Laito, I needed to speak with him since he was the only one who wouldn't freak out over the fact that I have a sex life.

"How strange... I've known Ruki for a very long time and I know for a fact he isn't a virgin" Laito trapped his chin between his thumb and the corner of his index finger like he was deep in thought.
He looked confused, but suddenly it was as if there was a lightbulb.
"I've got it! Ruki's never made love before, especially with his mate so it'll definitely make him nervous and anxious".
I looked at Laito confusingly.
"You just said he wasn't a-"
"No, he isn't, there's a difference between fucking someone and making love with them Eve, surely you should know that" Laito nudged me with his elbow and I chuckled, shrugging my shoulders and nodding my head.
"You've got a point" a blush spread on my cheeks at the fact that Laito somehow knew about what I've gotten up to in the last few centuries.

"So... are you going to do anything about it?" He continued to prod on the subject and started whispering since the both of us sensed someone was coming down to get a drink or snack.
"I'm not sure, I want to talk to him about it but won't you think it would be a bit... awkward?" I shuffled my feet and hunched my shoulders as if I was uncomfortable about talking to Laito about this whole situation.
Laito immediately shook his head, if he was a human he'd definitely get a headache or migraine at that pace.
"Not at all! Eve, mates are supposed to trust one another with everything, no matter how bad" my brother smiled and rested a comforting hand on my shoulder.
"He's probably scared, you never know if something happened to him in the past Eve..."
His words caused me to nod and I realised, as much as I didn't like thinking about it, he could've been hurt with this sort of stuff.

I sighed.
"You're right, I'll leave it for now" my shoulders fell and my hand loosened its grip on my book.
Laito tilted his head and gave me a sad and sympathetic look.
"He'll come around Eve, leave it for now and work on knowing each other more" my brother tilted his fedora and gave me one of his famous smirks that I haven't seen since childhood.
I chuckled to myself and nodded.
"What do I need to know about someone who I already know like the back of my hand?" My words caught Laito off and it got him thinking for a solid few seconds until he shrugged his shoulders in defeat and let out a throaty laugh.
"Touché sister, touché".

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Laito left after a few minutes of talking to retreat to his room and get some 'sleep'.
I lied down on the sofa, flicking through the pages of my scrap book of half blood crimes and mysteries.
My eyes scanned rapidly over the messy writing and the dates.

My first entry on this book was 1796, when I was in my mid 70's. I sound like I didn't even know what I was talking about but I only just found out what the half blood existence was and it fascinated me.
The most recent entry was a couple of months ago, right before I moved back to japan and started teaching once more.
A flash of different memories entered my mind for a split second, different images of past pupils I used to teach barely 100 years ago.
My eyes trailed down off the page and I started staring into space, daydream consuming my thoughts as I started to dwell more and more on the past and not paying enough attention to what was going on around me.
I looked up at the ceiling, one arm raised up to support the back of my head and another holding my open book flat down on my stomach.

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"Miss Sakamaki! I need help!" A young student, 12-13 yelled from his desk with his hand raised up as high and as far as he could, desperation sticking to his face it almost made him to red.
"Yes, I'll be right there" I called out, sitting up from my desk and walking down to the desk he was sitting at.
"How old was Marie Antoinette again?" he pointed to a sentence that was abruptly cut off due to lack of knowledge.
"She was 19 years old when she was crowned the dauphine" I tucked a strand of my curly hair behind my ear and leaned back up to straighten my posture.
"I'll go over the text if anyone is stuck" I have a sweet smile to the class of preteens as they all sighed in relief and smiled.

"Marie Antoinette was the last queen of France, she was crowned queen at a very young age-" I stopped mid sentence, my back turned to the class as I stopped writing on the board.
It was as if my body froze.
All the memories of my childhood came running back and I was caught rethinking about my coronation of becoming the next heir to my family.
I dropped the chalk, tears welling up in my eyes as I cleared my throat and sniffed.
"Please excuse me" I picked up my skirt and walked over to my desk, picking up a tissue from my desk and dabbing my eyes.
The students looked concerned, they were mumbling to one another until a young girl raised her hand.
"Are you alright Miss?" She asked shyly, watching carefully as I sneezed and nodded slowly.
"Just a bit sick my dear, nothing to be worried about" I brushed off the memories and looked back up, putting on my most believable smile which the class was relieved to see.
I dabbed my eyes one more time before standing up and picking up the chalk, that was now snapped in half.
"Oh dear..." I sighed, putting one piece of the chalk on my desk and the other to continue writing.

"Back in the 18th century, young princesses were forced to marry and become queen to procure a new heir, that's pretty awful isn't it?"...

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I shook my head, sitting up quickly and letting out a small, scared sob.
Tears fell down my face a lot quicker than I anticipated and I covered my face with my hands, an awful, sick feeling buried itself in my chest and I felt like I was going to throw up.
"Are you okay?" I jumped suddenly at the voice that belonged to Yui, the worry and concern knitting itself in her voice.
"I'm fine..." I sniffed, closing over my book and putting it to one side.
I cupped my hands on my lap, looking at the small scars and marks from all the years I've fought with humans and vampires, even to silly things like accidentally cutting myself whilst making meals but also from my past experiences with harming when I was a young child.
I looked up at Yui and let a tear slip.

"Just thinking of my past" I curled up on the couch so Yui could have some room to sit down.
The young girl looked at me in a concerned manner and she looked like she wanted to ask quite a few questions.
"Eve... if you don't mind me asking, why did you run away?" Yui whispered, obviously afraid from saying something in case my brothers heard her and hurt her.
I barely managed to swallow the large lump in my throat before looking up at her again and opening my mouth to speak.
"It's a long... long story Yui, I left to get away from here because everyone was putting so many expectations on my shoulders, I couldn't stand it" I rubbed my temples softly to sooth the thumping in my head and I closed my eyes.
"Oh... I'm sorry about that" she mumbled, sitting as if the queen was sitting next to her.
"It's okay Yui" I smiled before pulling the human in for a loose hug.