Hey guys! It's been a while since I've logged into my fanfiction account and updated my stories. I'll do my best to update them as soon as I can. I will be working on multiple stories at once, so it would take a bit of time for me to update everything. This one has been sitting in my hard drive for months now, and decided to post it. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Diabolik Lovers.

Warnings: Language, Mature Scenes, Sadism and Masochism, Gore, Death, Dysfunctional Relationships, Incest

My daughter,

We have a guest arriving from the church. Her name is Yui Komori, and she will be staying with you and your brothers from now on. I expect that she will be treated with the utmost respect; and remember that none of you are allowed to kill her, or there shall be severe consequences.

Your father,

Karl Heinz

The dark-haired female hummed in curiosity, propping an elbow on the arm of the plush seat, and rested her head resting on her knuckles, bright blue eyes scanning through the letter in her hand.

Another one. There was another bride coming, and she doubted that this girl would differ from the rest of those hopeless women who have been trapped and killed in the mansion. Many have tried—to understand them, and to make the best of their situation—and failed quite spectacularly. Some tried conning them, attempting to get themselves married to one of the undoubtedly good-looking boys of the family in hopes of inheriting money and prestige, and paid with their lives. She refused to have any of her brothers become someone's boy-toy. If anything, those foolish girls were her brothers' toys.

The Sakamakis were a messed up family. They were sadistic and cruel—as a result of their mothers' harsh upbringing—and their unpredictable mood swings were enough to drive anyone up the wall and over a cliff.

Akira Sakamaki wasn't like her brothers, at least, not all the time.

"How troublesome," she spoke, her soft whisper drifting through the humongous library.

"So it was… that man, again?" Akira dragged her gaze to her eldest brother, who was slumped against one of the bookshelves with his earphones on, similar blue eyes meeting her own lazily. "What did he want?"

"We'll have a guest staying with us, and you all need to mind your manners." She told him, yet the older boy didn't seem the least bit interested, "And he said not to kill her."

"Another bride?" He murmured, "What a pain,"

"Indeed it is. However, we can do little about the arrangement." said Akira, as she set aside the letter on a nearby table, and stood from her seat.

Shuu didn't react as she approached him, his eyelids fluttering shut, and Akira barely flinched when he yanked her by her arm and pulled her on top of him. She responded by nuzzling her face to his neck, lips trailing the expanse of skin, and Shu's arms encircled her waist.

"You're not bothered?" Shuu asked, then letting out a soft groan as Akira's fangs lightly grazed his neck.

"Oh, I am. But like always, I don't really have much of a choice. Besides, I want to see how this plays out." she murmured, before her fangs pierced his skin. Shuu's arms tightened around her, another groan escaping him. Akira let out a pleased hum when she pulled away, and lapped at the wound.

She moved to stand, but Shuu's arms refused to budge, and his grip tightened to keep her still. She knew her brother had fallen asleep seconds after when his features softened, and his body stilled completely. Akira's lips curved slightly, and she laid her head on Shuu's chest. "Onii-san, honestly..."

*Onii-san - older brother

Please review and tell me what you think! Should I pull through with this one?

~Cassandra