Disclaimer: Diabolik Lovers is not mine at all.

Author's Note:

Hello, everyoneeeeee!

Now, to start off: this story has absolutely no plot to it. It's mainly just ideas and commissions that other authors have asked me to do and I'm more than happy to oblige for them! So this will only be updated if someone has put forth an idea for me or I have the inspiration to put something new out. This shouldn't interfere with the schedule I have for No Promises.

So to get this party rolling, this chapter is dedicated towards Jane Everlasting! I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint you at all. *Hearts*

I wasn't sure what it was that drew me towards that house.

It was rather creepy and old-fashioned, made mostly out of brick and with tall, elegant windows that seemed to give off an ominous aura that sent unpleasant tingles down my spine. Ivy liked to crawl up the sides and cover some of the windows, obscuring my view from what was inside, but also preventing whatever was inside from seeing my nosy ass. A beautiful white rose garden was almost always in full bloom around the back, fenced off from animals and protected fiercely, though I never saw who it was who took such tender care of the romantic flowers.

Something kept making me come back and I couldn't figure out what it was. I was playing a dangerous game, but I found that I didn't really care so long as I was careful and wasn't seen.

My legs swung back and forth slowly as I hummed a mindless tune from my spot on the highest branch in my favorite oak tree, never taking my eyes off the dark building. Orange and red leaves fluttered to the ground in great spirals, escaping the clutches of the trees they had been attached to. Fall was in full swing, but despite the cool wind and the drop in temperatures, I still paraded around shredded jean shorts and my favorite sweatshirt. I got many looks as I walked through town earlier.

I remember Grandmother telling me stories when I was little about evil monsters that occupied the house, never leaving during the day and disappearing at night to go into town until the sun began to rise and they returned in their fancy black limo.

"You must never go near that house, Hayden. Dark creatures rule that area and if they catch you, they won't hesitate to end you."

In this world full of demons living amongst humans and those pitiful humans never realizing just how much danger they were constantly in, it wasn't hard to figure out what kind of creatures lived so close to our forest. They didn't really hide it, though. The smell of blood and the screeching of bats and familiars was always strong and wafting up my nose every time I get close.

I inhaled deeply, scrunching up my nose as the heavy smell of fresh blood was carried on the wind. A part of me felt bad for the poor girl—it was always a girl. It made me wonder what they had against men. I didn't speak from experience, but men could taste just as good as women—that had undoubtedly been killed. They never lasted very long in that house. The longest yet had been about a month. She would've lasted longer if her mouth wasn't constantly insulting her hosts. That's what eventually got her killed. The one with the glasses and the stick up his ass grew tired of her attitude and killed her.

I would never been able to get the state of her body out of my mind. I shivered and crossed my arms, pulling down the sleeves of my black jacket to cover my hands.

There were six of them total, all with very different personalities and looks. Originally I had thought only two were related because of their similar hair and eyes, but months of eavesdropping revealed that they were actually a set of triplets and they were all half-related. Different mothers, but the same father.

A man whore if I'd ever heard of one.

The one with the auburn-blond hair was the eldest and smelled like oranges. Cuties, to be specific. I liked his smell, but he was horribly lazy. All he did was sleep and listen to music constantly. I didn't understand how he could sit so still for so long. That would drive me crazy.

The one with purple-black hair and rectangle glasses was the second eldest, but he may as well be the first-born with how put together he was. His attitude could definitely use a one-eighty and his weird obsession with tableware was a bit ridiculous. He smelled like chemicals with an underlying spicy smell. I avoided him as much as I could.

The wavy redhead was the third. He always had on this stylish black fedora and a lazy smirk on his face which drew the female population to him like moths to a flame; not that he seemed to mind. His sex drive was strong for someone still in high school, but he was never called out, so I put it out of my head. He smelled like cinnamon. Not my favorite scent, but it was better than the science freak.

The lilac-haired boy was next. I found him the most interesting, but it was mainly his mood swings that made me watch him the most out of all of his brothers. He had a hair trigger temper that would flare up at the smallest of provocations and was fiercely protective of the bear that was always in his arms. He smelled like cake and sweets, which made my teeth ache just thinking about how much sugar he consumed in a single day.

Another redhead with straight hair was the second youngest. I wasn't too terribly fond of him. He treated the girls that came in there the worst, in my opinion. It sparked feminine fury within me and made me want to crush that smug little head of his under my feet every time he purposefully did something to hurt the girl or brought her down emotionally and with God awful nicknames. He smelled constantly of blood and a metallic undertone.

The youngest boy had snow white hair and as bad a temper as the sweets boy. Red eyes were constantly narrowed in irritation and a frown, or snarl, always marred his lips. I wondered if he even knew how to smile. He'd destroyed more furniture and cracked more walls than I'd ever seen even amongst my own kind despite the fact that we weren't very violent, but could be extremely territorial. Curiously, he smelled like the trees and underbrush that was like my home.

All of them were so very different and strange and overall just dangerous. I didn't dare get close enough to where my own scent would reach their sensitive noses. They were a very curious bunch and were persistent in their search for their new fascinations. I couldn't risk leading them back home to where my Mother and my younger sister was, but I quickly learned that the rose garden in the back covered my scent pretty good and I had no problems exploring that one area without fear during the day.

So long as I wasn't seen.

A voice on the wind had me tilting my head subconsciously to hear better, frowning. Sighing, I relaxed my body and let gravity pull me backwards. Hanging upside down, I quickly gauged a quick and safe drop to the ground and unfurled my legs from my perch, tucking my knees close to my chest and righting myself as I landed with a light thump on the soft ground, crouching to take the weight off my knees.

The gentle lull of my natural demon aura washed throughout my body and before I knew it, the world was suddenly three times bigger than normal and I was down on all fours. I gave my body a dog-like shake and took off in a sprint into the trees.

I was being summoned back home, but I'd be back later. Dawn was only just breaking the horizon, so I had plenty of daylight to explore without the interference of the creatures inside who slept during the day.

Mom always did say my curiosity was what was going to attract unwanted attention in the future.

Kanato wasn't completely sure why he was outside that particular morning after another boring day at a school filled with stupid and rather smelly humans. He despised the cold and rarely ventured outside since that was where Mother was buried. It also didn't help that the cold was harsh on Teddy, too. He couldn't stand the thought of his precious friend being subjected to the cold.

Maybe it was because Laito and Ayato were being particularly annoying today, constantly whining and moaning and groaning about one thing or another. They were being incredibly childish and it grated on Kanato's nerves at such behavior. Maybe it was because he was having trouble sleeping lately. Maybe it was because lately, he'd felt like he was being watched and he didn't like the thought of being the prey instead of the predator. Or maybe it was because it was getting close to the time a new bride would be showing up at the house.

It didn't really matter to him what his excuse was. All he knew was that something kept him from going straight to bed today. The urge to stay outside was strong and he wasn't one to ignore his instincts.

His feet led him towards the garden Subaru guarded zealously, eyes roving over the white roses without much care. The sweetness of the roses appealed to him, but he disliked the thorns that pricked his fingers and got stuck into Teddy's arms and legs or the bugs that dared to sit upon him. Disgusting insects.

He stilled as the crunching of leaves reached his sensitive ears, lips pulling down into a frown. Strange. Kanato knew how humans sounded as they stomped carelessly through piles of leaves and he knew how careful the animals in this area were about making noise, wary of the threat his brothers posed and the aura they released to ward off the more nosy bunch. This didn't sound human, but it didn't sound animal-like either.

A mix of both, maybe? Kanato thought, silencing his steps as he crept closer and closer to the sound. A bush rustled ahead and Kanato froze in place as a figure came into view.

It was a girl, dressed in the most hideous pair of shorts he'd ever seen and an over-sized sweatshirt that swamped her small frame, not that she seemed to overly mind as focused as she was on the flowers before her and not on her surroundings. Auburn hair caressed her hips, a mess of curls and waves that looked like they had never seen a brush before, but Kanato could not see a single snarl or tangle in her hair as wind blew through the long strands.

And her eyes.

Kanato was rarely entranced, but he was captured by her eyes. They were so green, like the brightest of emeralds, and framed by long black lashes. He blinked slowly, fingers clutching Teddy tighter to his chest. He wanted them. He wanted to gouge them right out of that pretty auburn head of hers and immortalize them with his endless collection of dolls in the house. He wanted them.

But first.

"What are you doing here?" The girl jumped at his voice, a startled noise escaping her lips as she spun to look at him with wide eyes. He liked that expression on her face. He wondered if he could recapture that look when he took her eyes. He hoped so.

"I've never seen one of you outside during the day before." Her voice was a strange soprano and melodious, surprise coating her tone. Kanato found that he liked her voice. Did she sing? Maybe she would sing for him. He'd be very disappointed if she didn't have a good voice.

"What are you doing here?" Kanato repeated, part of him irritated that the girl had ignored his question. He hated it when people did that. Why was it so hard to give him his answer first and then talk? "You're trespassing."

The girl gave a wary, but gentle smile. "The garden attracted me," She said simply, eyes cutting back to the flowers. They softened and she took a breath in. "I've never seen such beautiful white roses before. My compliments to your gardener."

Subaru would never react to such a compliment, but Kanato felt that he would like her words. He thought his hobby was unnecessary and a waste of time, but he could appreciate the effort Subaru put into this garden.

"They're just flowers," He said, casting a dismissive glance at said flowers.

She frowned, clearly disagreeing, but not voicing it. "They're beautiful," She insisted. Small, long-fingered hands with perfectly rounded nails reached out to touch the petals of a rose as if to prove her point. "White roses are rare where I come from. This is my first time seeing them."

A gust of wind blew by and Kanato's mouth watered as her scent washed over him. She smelled strongly of peaches. She smelled good.

"Can you control yourself, Vampire?" Somehow he wasn't surprised that she knew what he was. The rumors that surrounded his home were many and he'd have thought her stupid if she hadn't sorted through the false ones. His brothers didn't really hide their diet very well. He didn't either for that matter.

"You smell delicious," He said lowly, eyes hooded as he focused on the girl. She didn't look scared. More amused. And curious.

"I'll take that as a compliment," She said breezily. "I've smelled some of the humans you people bring in and let me tell you." Her nose wrinkled. "I don't know how you could stand it." He watched her edge closer to him, emerald eyes watching him and curious and wondering. He briefly considered killing her when she halted in front of him, but something stopped him.

He stood very still when she leaned just a bit closer, eyes closing as she took an experimental sniff. "Weird," She muttered. "Normally I smell sugar and sweets on you, but now I smell nothing."

He buried the lower half of his face in the back of Teddy's head, hiding a smirk. "Full demons can hide their scents from potential prey to make it easier to sneak up on them."

Something flashed in her eyes and suddenly, she was a few feet away from him. Her lips were pulled into a challenging smile. "You mean to hunt me, do you?" He said nothing. The muscles in his legs tensed imperceptibly, but the girl seemed to know his plan for she laughed. It wasn't a mocking laugh. Again, she was more amused of him. Kanato didn't quite understand why she wasn't afraid of him, but he didn't dwell on it too long.

"I wish you luck," She said. She was smiling mysteriously, as if she knew something he didn't, which irritated him. "Fox demons are known for being masters of stealth and speed."

A Fox demon?

A green aura enshrouded the girl's short form and he watched transfixed as she shrunk and shrunk and shrunk, thick, auburn fur sprouting from her skin and a tail with a white tip waving lackadaisically behind her. Green eyes winked at him and a foxy grin was shot at him before long legs pushed off and then she was gone, disappearing easily into the brush.

Lilac eyes blinked slowly before they narrowed. A challenge, huh?

Challenge accepted.

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