Author's Note: Halo! Makea here! This is my second story so far and I feel proud about this ;) And read on...this contains one of my OTP. All the characters you recognize belong to Diabolik Lovers, so yah! I hope you enjoy! Oh, by the way, rated T for cuss words. If that makes you uncomfortable, get out of here. I am just worrying about your innocent little mind, sweetie. But then again if you watched this anime, then your mind is probably jacked up. I am being honest. No flamers please.
Ayato looked down on the bed. On the mattress, there lay a human. The body was deadly pale and anyone could see that the body was perfectly fine …that is if they saw what was an unusual sight just right above the stomach. Near the top of the stomach, a silver knife was aimed through the chest and had driven through the heart. Maroon colored blood was gushing out, creating a river on the ghostly white skin. Anyone would be terrified to see a horrid scene like this. But they would be completely petrified of who caused this. But of course no one would predict that it was him, who was responsible of this.
"Or would they…", Ayato murmured to himself. The bottled-up emotions that were held in his lime green eyes were too foggy to indicate. Wasn't he supposed to feel happy that her heart was all his? Wasn't he supposed to feel satisfied that with her blood he could take over his father's throne? Then why did he feel so guilty and mad about himself?
"Dammit, whatever I do must be right without being questioned". Ayato removed the knife from the her heart gently and carefully. The blood painted the blade of the knife and her non beating heart was now visible. As he licked off the excess blood of the knife, he closely examined the dead corpse. He almost cut his tongue by doing so. He remembered her face; Yui's face, before her current state right now. He remembered how her eyes were widened with fear, dread, and confusion and her mouth had quivered, but in the near end of her death, she was happy. Tears streamed from her eyes, but she still held on a weak smile.
"If this is what Ayato-kun wants, then I'll be happy." Those were her last words. The words that cling to his heart.
"Don't make me laugh, after all, in the end we all know that Yours Truly will be the one happy", Ayato replied. Though he already knew it was too late, he felt that that it wasn't fair for him to steal her happiness.
"Why did I even kill her in the first place?", he questioned himself. But then his memories resurfaced, and he remembered how her blood was getting sucked by his brothers and the Mukami bastards. Other guys were also talking and playing with his prey, and he will always be mad that she wasn't there for him to suck her blood. No matter how many times he sucked her blood, she would just forget that she belonged to him. So he thought he would just kill her.
After all, all I need is her blood. It's not like she's special to me or something. It even isn't her heart. I'll just do the same thing Richter did. I will find a new body to place this heart in and just train this person until it knows well that I am its master. But why...why do I feel everything is just wrong?
So yah, that is it! There will be 2 more chapters, so please stay tuned. I hope you can review/favorite/follow - it will seriously make my day. Thanx and kissy faces to everyone who loves this :) :3