A/N: Sequel to Sweet Sacrifice. I know it's earlier than what i said, but i couldnt wait. Takes place a year after Sweet Sacrifice ends.
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Diabolik Lovers.
My Immortal
Chapter 1
Her eyes, pale and alluring in color. Eyes so beautiful one could easily get lost in them. Her hair, just as vibrant as the early morning sun on the first day of spring. Her smile, so contagious with its charm, could affect anyone around her. She was strong, courageous, and kind. She was loving, affectionate, and strong willed. This was Everleigh, this was his queen. He stepped away to admire the small photo he'd snapped of her while they were at school, framed nicely in his bedroom. It was during their opening ceremony (and now as he thought about it, they were all in their last year of high school), her alabaster skin clothed in a satin, navy blue, corseted dress. All her hair had been curled slightly and pinned away from her face. She was just as beautiful there as she was when he first met her, at the Sakamaki mansion a year ago that day. He pulled his black school blazer over his black sweater, swinging his pack over his shoulder. He gave his reflection one last look, one last smirk, before walking out his door.
Today was the day…
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"Are you sure you're going to be alright?"
"Everleigh, how many times have I watched her already?"
"I know, but this time I'll be gone longer than an hour or two. I'm going to be at school!"
David sighed as he balanced the toddler on his hip. "Briar?"
The little girl looked up at the man who called her name.
"Can you tell mommy you and I are going to be just fine?"
The little blonde child looked over in the direction her mother was standing in, completely un- phased by the unsure look in her eyes. She blinked her Persian pink eyes for a moment before smiling behind her pacifier.
Everleigh sighed in defeat.
"I wish you wouldn't use her against me." She gave her child a sheepish smile.
A long but pleasant year has passed since Everleigh became a mother and the vampire queen, and she took each day the lord blessed her with in stride. And as she stared at her daughter, lavender ribbons tied cutely in her hair, she realized just how far she and Shu had come. He wasn't father of the year, and nor was she the world's greatest mother. But they were raising their child as best they knew how and Briar, smiling, happy, and loved, was the product of their hard work and dedication. The couple, as well as the others, were finally in their last year of school, meaning Shu was actually planning on graduating that year (he had to set some kind of example for his child after all). They were all in that point in their lives where everything was absolutely perfect, like nothing could seemingly go wrong.
Everleigh gave her uncle a hug, her daughter's cheek a kiss, and disappeared off into the night.
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"Was she alright?" Shu questioned as he walked beside his lover, his fingers laced tightly with her own.
"She was just fine," Said Everleigh. Their daughter had been asleep when Shu had left early for school. The boy had something important to do in regards to the music room being set up for their classes that night. "She had her snacks and her teddy bear. And I remembered to tell him not to let her around any crayons since she likes to eat them apparently."
Shu smiled at the thought. Being able to watch his daughter grow and learn, just being a part of her life in general, had to be the best thing in the world to the young father.
The first class of the evening was English, which was a subject Shu felt he could strongly do without. He sank into his desk, half tempted to let his head rest against the cool wood, before a disapproving glare from Everleigh bested him. With a sigh, as Everleigh took her seat at his right, he sat back in the plastic of his seat, eyes on the board with his mind completely gone. He supposed that would just have to do.
On the opposite side of Everleigh was Yui, her legs crossed and bouncing beneath her desk. The blonde vampiress had filled out her body nicely over the last year. She wasn't like Everleigh, though now she was fine with that, but she had just the right amount of thickness in the right places. She and Ayato, whom was in the class next door to theirs, were doing fine and still fighting with each other as they tended to- which suited them best.
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His foot angrily tapped against the floor as his head rested against his chin. Of all the disappointments he'd been thrown over the years, this had to be the biggest one. He had arrived to school with the intentions of seeing her, with the hopes of having a class with her. Only to find that his younger brother had a class with her instead. The anger on his face was apparent, but causing a scene at school just didn't seem wise. But all was fine, he had a free period after his first class so he would simply have to settle with seeing her then. He gave an inward grin, she was well worth the wait.
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Shortly after the class started, amidst taking notes, listening to their teacher speak, and keeping a watchful eye on Shu, Everleigh was plagued with the strangest of urges. She felt as if she was being watched.
And she was.
Closely.
From across the room was a boy, who appeared to be just as quiet, shy, and timid as Kanato. But because he appeared that way, Everleigh just knew he had to be bat shit crazy. From experience. The more she tried to ignore him, the more he seemed to stare. But it wasn't all in vain, she recognized him vaguely. She'd seen him before, a year ago, at her first summoning. But which territory he was from? She couldn't remember. She couldn't even sense him, which was strange considering the fact that that was a skill she managed to perfect to a T over the passing year.
"Are you alright?" Yui asked, noticing the distant stare in her friend's face. "What's wrong?"
"Do you remember who that is?" Asked Everleigh, pointing at the boy with her pen.
Yui glanced over into the implied direction, frowning a bit, as she tried to recall the boy's name. "He's one of the Mukami brothers," She said eventually. "Which one I don't know."
At the mentioning of his name the boy turned back to face the board, a faint blush in his cheeks.
"Mukami?"