Chapter IV

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"Where is she? She's been missing for a full twenty four hours!" Your parent's voice was frantic as they grabbed the arms of your best friend, panic clear in their expression.

"I don't know! The last time I saw her she was headed home, and I haven't even been in contact with her since. You don't think she's in danger, do you?" Your best friend was weeping, tears dripping down her face. You frowned, trying to get her to notice you. Why were they so upset? You were right there next to them.

"B/f/n it's okay! I'm here! Why can't you see that?" You cried, attempting to reach out to her only to have your hands phase straight through her. "Please! You need to see me!" Tears were streaming down your own face now as you desperately tried to take hold of her hands. Suddenly the world faded and blurred around you, scenery changing even as you struggled to remain with your family.

"You." The voice was sharp and cold, and you spun to face the beautiful lilac haired woman who had been on your balcony. "Who are you? You have my heart, but you aren't Yui Komori."

"How do you know?" You asked, backing away from her. She gave you a sweet smile, grabbing you and trailing her fingers gently down the side of your face.

"When we're in here, I can see those lovely e/c eyes all too clearly. They hold a determination that Yui's never did." Her face twisted as her nails suddenly gouged into your cheek. "It really ruins their colour." You screamed as her fingers tore at your eyes and you wrenched away, blood clouding your vision. Cold, strong hands gripped your upper arms and you thrashed in a blind panic.

"No! No get off me you evil bitch!" You yelled, and the hands only tightened, a familiar masculine voice cutting through your fear.

"Snap out of it chichinashi! Ore-sama hates it when you scream...it's so annoying." You jolted up, forehead cracking into Ayato's so hard that it almost knocked you out again. "What the hell was that for?!"

"I didn't do it on purpose! That's what you deserve for looming over me like some sort of...well I was going to say vampire but I guess that's redundant. What do you want anyway?" You snapped at him, and he scowled down at you.

"Reiji sent me to get you since you didn't come down for dinner on time. Why you're sleeping at this time anyway is—" he froze, eyes going to your neck. He gave a furious hiss, ripping your blanket off you and yanking your shirt down to reveal the three new bite marks Kanato had left on your neck. His eyes narrowed dangerously as he observed them. "You let one of my brothers bite you?"

"I don't think let is the right word." You gasped, wincing as the cold air stung your still-raw wounds. "If you don't like it then that's just tough luck. It isn't like I can fight any of you off, and as Reiji said, I haven't been assigned to anyone yet. I'm fair game." Your voice went bitter at the last sentence, and he gritted his teeth.

"Then I'll just have to cover them up with my own." He snarled, grabbing your hair and pulling your neck up to his mouth, digging his fangs in with no hesitation, not even stopping to take any blood before ripping them out and sinking them into the next of Kanato's bite marks. You gave a shriek, trying to push him away, and he grabbed both of your wrists in his left hand, biting you for a third time, teeth harsh and unforgiving as they tore up Kanato's bites. He shoved you away, swiping away the blood dripping down his chin as he glared coldly down at you. He hadn't even taken any of your blood; he had only reopened the slowly closing wounds with a vindictive anger. For some reason that fact made you more angry than anything else.

"You bastard! Do you think I want your bites on my neck either? At least those ones were small and clean! You tear into me like I'm a piece of meat!" You shouted, struggling furiously to release your hands. "You're a piece of shit! I'm going to snap your fucking fangs off and make you eat the damn things!" You wanted to strike him, to see his face fall and his shoulders drop as you hit him without a trace of mercy, your threats making him feel small and insignificant as you told him if he wasn't the best then he was worth nothing, nothing at all—

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