•This is Real• [Diabolik Lovers × Male! OC]

Chapter 49: Blood! Blood, BLOOD!!!!

And so the afternoon was spent with my best boy, showing off my new discovery and chatting.

I thought that all of the strangeness around us recently was because we hadn't been able to spend as much time together as we used to. What with the mosquito infestation in my house and all. So we chatted, well I chatted.

Everytime I tried to get him to talk he'd switch the subject back to me or give some sort of vague reply.

Now I knew something was wrong, my best friend deliberately turning down opportunuties to talk about himself? Practically unheard of.

"Well," I said finally, pulling myself off the beat-up couch I'd dragged down here earlier. "I think you should get going, I need to go check on my children, hopefully they haven't snapoed each other's necks." I laugh while stretching. To be honest this conversation had unnerved me quite a bit. Something was off and I wanted to find out what before spending another minute alone with him.

"The exit's up through here," I say, making my way to the spiral staircase that lead upstairs.

After emerging from the door behind the fireplace, I send Luke off at the front door. Even after saying our goodbyes I couldn't shake the unease that had settled on me. Like the gradual onset of a bottomless dread.

Unable to rid myself of this feeling, I pulled out my phone, wanting to ensure something.

'message delivered?'

'he said he couldn't receive any messages so why was it delivered?'

Unable to shake the feeling I decided to use the only other person who'd know what was up with Luke, his girlfriend, Kim. I sent her a casual text, deciding to use their date a few days back as a conversation starter and sent the message.

Kim:

What?

We haven't met up in a while.

We've been too busy studying for tests so we've been putting off dates, are you sure he said that?

My heart dropped like a rock that had been carelessly tossed into a bucket of water.

Something was going on and I'd yet to connect the dots.

I stumbled back into the house, wanting to share this with one of the boys, have them talk me through it. Maybe Subaru? He'd be sure to give me some ideas and make me feel safe. Or Ayato? He never fails to cheer me up. Or maybe Shu? He'd calm me down effortlessly.

One by one, each boy seemed to flash in my head, like some broken projector.

When had I grown so attached to them? I barely even realised it myself.

'its been a year huh?'

Lost in a jumble of thoughts, I stagger into the main hall.

"-suggest you-" I heard the faint whisper of a voice. It was coming from the living room. Slowly I inched closer, the voices becoming more distinguishable.

"How long has it been since you boys have had a meal?" The deep voice that belonged to Karlheinz spoke into the pindrop silence that filled the living room. I paused, not daring to peek into the room but choosing to stay out of sight behind one of the walls. 'a meal? Does he mean...blood?'

"Well?" Karlheinz asked again but none of the boys seemes to respond.

"Not one of you has had a proper meal since entering that house." My breath hitched in my throat. '...what?'

"This is why you boys need the sacrificial bride," he sighed. "Cease this stupid game with the boy and sustain yourselves on the blood of the sacrificial bride."

'Sacrificial...bride...'

"I have found a suitable one from a local church, I believe you would find her sufficient for your needs." Only one girl came to my mind in that moment.

'Yui...?'

No, no she can't come here! They'd destroy her!

I knew exactly how badly this would go.

'I have to do something-'

"No," a different vouce muttered out. "We don't want her." There was no mistaking it, that voice belonged to Shu.

"For once, I'll have to agree. We do not need another human staying with us." The formal tone and diction, it had to be Reiji.

"Ore-sama doesn't need some pathetic church girl." Ayato, the one and only.

"I have my eyes on one doll, I don't need a human sully him." Doll? Kanato no doubt. A shuver shot down my spine at the thought of all the previous sacrificial brides having been turned to dolls. Fingers crossed he was just bluffing... Yeah... bluffing...

"Normally I would have accepted," of course he would, Laito the damn predator. "But things are...different~" he sounded genuinely thoughtful. Now that was new.

"I don't need her." Ahhh Tsunbaru, blunt as ever.

"We don't need anymore pigs here," Yuma, eloquent as ever. I bit back the urge to stomp in there and thwap him over the head. 'ungrateful bastard, I hope your tomatoes rot and die!'

"Well, if it does end up taking too long I could always just find a fan~" Kou chirped. "But for now the game is still plenty fun~" 'game? He better not be talking about me I swear to-'

"I-i..." 'AZUSA YES' "I...don't... w-want her..." Ahhhhh, how I wanted to hug the boy. What a cutiepie. *insert ugly crying face here*

"Then I supoose its settled," Ruki finally spoke. "We do not need this new sacrificial bride."

I could hear Ayato click his tongue. "As if we needed a halfblood to tell us that!" Rivals even when in agreement, why am I not surprised? "Silence." Mama Reiji and his mystical ways to make Ayato shut his trap. TEACH ME OH GREAT ONE!

Still, as Karlheinz started talking again I decided it would be best if I'd left before I got found out again. Sneakily, I tiptoed away from the room and quietly floated up the stairs to my room. Yet something that Karheinz said kept nagging at me. 'they haven't had blood since they came here?'

While that wasn't too much of a feat for the Mukamis, seeing as they had arrived only a couple months ago and being halfbloods, real food would be able to sustain them for a bit. The Sakamakis though were a different story. A full year without blood.

My hand subconciously moved to my neck. It was as pristine as the day I was born.

I thought back to all the times each boy could have bitten me but didn't. How much I'd left myself defenseless in frint of them and yet they hadn't done anything. I was thankful, yes, and even a little happy that it seemed I truly had forged a bond with the boys in the house, but I was also scared.

My fingers slipped down my neck and over my collarbones.

'its going to happen eventually... Isn't it?'

They were like powder kegs ready to explode.

It was only a matter of time until I got bit.

Boy was I not looking forward to that.