Here is a one-shot. I don't own Diabolik Lovers or any of its characters, just my OCs.

Heartache

Blonde hair fluttered in the breeze. Pink eyes gazed forlornly at the horizon. Yui clutched a single red rose in her hand. Thankfully, it was thorn-less, but she wouldn't have cared either way.

Why? Why does he do this?

Her forehead creased in confusion. Her hand shook, her heart hurting, and a few petals tumbled down the balcony.

Why?

A sudden blast of cold air pushed the shoulder-length curls in front of her eyes, blocking them from view.

Why, Ayato? Why?

xXx Flashback xXx

The moon shone through the blinds of the school building, illuminating the interior. It was dark and, aside from a single student, entirely empty.

Yui Komori sighed in frustration. Thin fingers tugged at a blond lock of hair. Her other hand, gripping a pencil, began scribbling. She looked at it, scratched it out, and rewrote it again.

"I'm never going to get this," the teenager moaned.

She looked around at the empty room. Class had ended, and everyone was likely out with their friends. Sadly, Yui didn't have any friends. Or rather, couldn't have friends. The last time anyone got close to her hadn't ended well at all…

Ayato had glared at the poor candidate the entire time. The next day, she had avoided the blonde like the plague.

Heaven forbid; what would happen if some helpless, nitwit of a boy took an interest in her?

Yui shook her head; she didn't want to know. She suddenly stood and began to pack her bags. Pausing, her hand holding the packet, and wondered.

Speaking of Ayato, where was he? He was usually in his desk, snoozing. Had she stayed longer than anticipated?

Finishing packing up, she slung the brown school bag over her shoulder. Her eyes glanced cautiously around one more time, trying to find the vampire in the dark. Alas, there was no one.

Her black mary-janes tapped lightly on the tile, her eyes adjusting to the harsh florescent light.

"Mmm…" a female voice moaned, breathlessly.

Yui paused, suspicious, but then continued. It was none of her business, and she most likely didn't want to make it hers, either.

"Ahh! A- Ayato!"

Yui stopped dead in her tracks. She dove behind some lockers, her heart pounding. Cautiously, she peered around the corner, fearful of what lay beyond.

The blonde's eyes widened. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, muffling a gasp.

Ayato's red hair was unmistakable. He was grinning seductively, his fangs bared. He was sitting in a desk in an abandoned classroom. For a brief moment, Yui feared Ayato would sense her, but…

The vampire's green eyes were locked onto the woman in his arms.

She was a true beauty. Long, dark hair fell in graceful waves down her back. Deep blue eyes, darkened by lust, were set in a porcelain face. She sat facing him, her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. And, looking down, Yui spotted a blue girl's jacket lying carelessly on the floor.

Yui watched, aghast, as the girl shifted and moaned.

"Ayato…" She purred into his ear. Adjusting, her large bosom brushed against his chest. She continued, "I thought you'd forgotten about me…"

The man moved to kiss her neck, mumbling, "I could never forget you, Angelica." His butterfly kisses made her pant and arch against him.

"Huh, huh… but what about that girl?"

"What girl? The only girl I see is you…" he murmured huskily into her ear.

Suddenly, Yui's body was her own again, and she whipped away from the scene. Her head hurt, but her heart hurt more.

Ayato was with a girl… a beautiful girl, with large breasts.

'He always calls me Pancake, never my real name. He never looks at me like he is doing right now for her,' Yui thought miserably. Leaving to look for Ayato was a mistake, watching him make out with some strange girl was a mistake, but…

Falling in love with him was the worst mistake of all.

Tears filled her eyes, her hands muffled the sobs. She turned and ran with all her might down the hall, not caring if anyone heard or saw her at all.

xXx End of Flashback xXx

A single tear slid down a pale cheek and past soft, light pink lips. The mouth opened slightly, and closed. Pink eyes blinked back more tears.

I still love you, Ayato. Even after what you did. I can't find it in my heart to be angry.

Her hand rose to cover her mouth again. And so, with misty eyes, she gave into her heartache.

I wish things were different. I wish you were here, beside me. I wish you had come home tonight. I wish I had never seen the lipstick on your collar. I wish hadn't seen the way you held her, kissed her, or the way you looked at her. I wish it was me… I wish you loved me, Ayato. I wish-

Blonde tendrils of hair danced in the breeze. A slender form hunched over in grief. The gust of wind blew the few remaining red petals into the distance, where they would settle at the feet of a red-haired boy. Green eyes look at the pieces, and then in the direction from whence they came. A single, forlorn whimper brushed against his cheek. Lips parted, revealing pointed fangs.

"I wish I never fell in love with you, Ayato…"

This is a one-shot I wrote because I was bored. Schools out for summer, so I will be updating more often. I may continue, if I get a good turnout.

On other news, American Pharoah has won the Triple Crown, which ended a 37 year trend. The last Triple Crown, which is the Super Bowl of horse racing, was when Affirmity won it in 1978. In order to win all of, a horse must win three races (Kentucky Derby, Preakness, and Belmont Stakes), which is very rare.

This is the first time I wrote for this fandom.

I didn't know how to portray Angelica and Ayato together, since I ship him with Yui, but I think it turned out quite well.

The next thing I update will be my Mamotte Lollipop! story. I've neglected it for too long.

- Noelle Anna-Marie

The second season of Diabolik Lovers is out, but isn't in English (there is talk that their translating DL into English, but don't quote me on that). The "manga" for that season is also out, if you know where to look.