Chapter 1: re-written 05/19
It has been three days since the incident with her - Cordelia. Yui didn't understand why the triplets never mentioned their mother, "that woman" is what they have been muttering since Cordelia's uninvited, unwanted and unpleasant resurgence. Yui understands now. Perfectly.
Her health has been awful since and Reiji has reluctantly allowed her to recover her strength but not before dropping a pile of textbooks in front of her. Yui was left alone and it didn't settle well in her stomach, her night terrors made her yearn for any scrap of attention from the brothers. She wants to be distracted from the horror of Cordelia and the eerie shadows in the mansion that seem to twist into shapes. The tangle of black creeping nearer to her night by night scares her. Yui is a child again.
The brothers kept to themselves and didn't drink her blood, likely they didn't want to worsen Yui's health. And indiscreetly let the fact sink in that they have been drinking her blood, that bitch's blood. And they enjoyed it, very much.
For as long as they can remember, they hated her and everything to do with her so for them to enjoy her blood was a low blow. If their uncle Richter wasn't associated with her then maybe, in the minutest sense, they would have liked him. The possibility of a 'family' was never there because that woman was in woven in their blood. She was a parasite, chewing up all the delicate cogs and gears of their relationships and leaving a husk beyond repair.
Ayato has stayed home with Yui to look after. "I need your blood" is what he would say yet it always sounds like he's convincing himself. Separating Yui from an entity as evil as Cordelia is no easy feat, however, the hunger of a vampire temporarily patches up the trauma.
As she stares up at her half-canopied ceiling, Yui thinks back to her father Seiji's collection of books. He was a cultured man, his library small but the texts were impactful. Darwin's The Origins of Species was on the top of Yui's reading list. Though it was translated from English to Japanese, she hoped to get as much of the authentic insight of the inner workings of that man. She never got a chance to read it. Her (old) school life and volunteering at the church were too important for some time alone, even if it wasn't the case Seiji wouldn't let her touch his precious collection anyways.
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The Sakamaki limousine sped its way along the desolate country road. It's the dead of night, the sky is inky black-blue and over half of Japan's citizens are asleep, for the creatures that lurk in the night the day has just begun. For however long Yui has lived like this, she has never fully adjusted to this way of life.
"Bitch-chan, you're awfully quiet today." She looks up and sees Laito staring right back at her with an unreadable expression. You never know what he's thinking.
"I'm always like this."
"I don't like it when you're quiet," He pouted, then flashing her a cruel smile. An idea sprouted in his head, "Come here, let me-"
"Oi!" Ayato snapped at him, "How many times do I have to tell you? Chichinashi belongs to Yours Truly!"
Subaru's nerves may have fried from Ayato's comment. "Will you shut up! Seriously calling yourself Yours Truly doesn't make any sense what so ever." He snarled at him.
"You wanna pick a fight Subaru? Huh? If that's the case-" A book was heard snapping shut, Reiji glared at them with tried patience.
"Ayato, Subaru. Do not fight in the limousine," The auburn-haired vampire giggled in a corner, amused with his own work. "And Laito, stop insinuating ridiculous arguments." Before Laito replies, Shu speaks up.
"Quiet." Shu's weak command silences everyone and it was quiet again. Yui was almost thankful for Laito's mischief, it was a nice change of atmosphere compared to the confines of her own mind. Everyone is a victim of Cordelia, Yui was the only one that was aware.