Alright feel free to throw your stones, rocks and tomatoes. I have had MAJOR writers block with this chapter and this story in general. I know what I want to do for the ending, and you've read the beginning; It's the middle that I suck at. No-one wants a sandwich that's just bread and butter and I've just left this for THE LONGEST TIME because I honestly didn't have any inspiration for how to do this until I forced myself to at least try over and over again. So if you absolutely hate this chapter, I don't blame you. Try to enjoy, I guess.
Chapter 2
Failed Teachings
"This is ridiculous!" Ayato finally gives into his rage and hurls the last of the takoyaki mix into the previously pristine wall, bowl shattering upon contact.
"Ayato!" Yui yells in her tiny voice before receding into herself at the roar her boyfriend gives.
"No Yui! I've had enough! Yours-Truly doesn't care if you think that I need to learn to do this myself or not! I'm done with this!" And he leaves in a storm of fury, leaving not only the mixing bowl broken.
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Yui sighs for the umpteenth time, having cleared all of the remnants of the failed cooking task. She knew that teaching Ayato how to cook wouldn't be easy, especially a dish as hard as takoyaki; however when she had the idea she didn't expect a reaction quite as explosive as Ayato's. Yes, she knew he could get frustrated but she could never have guessed that this would take him to the breaking point.
She knew that making takoyaki was no easy feat, yet her intentions to make Ayato more independent were of pure heart - despite hers belonging to his demon of a mother, Cordelia.
The girl sighs again, gently pouring the broken pieces of the mixing bowl into the bin.
"Thank goodness you took the initiative to clear that up." A voice rings out clearly.
"Reiji," Yui spins and sees him standing in the doorway. "Why are you here?" She asks, putting the dustpan and brush away.
"I came because you are the reason Ayato is now holed up in his room single-handedly creating a tornado." He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose in irritation. "Meaning that he is making another mess that I, unfortunately, will have to clean up."
Yui simply looks down in dejection. This wasn't like Ayato. Yes, it's normal of him to have his outbursts, it's human (and vampire) nature. But he sulks afterwards, that's what she grew to know about him. Yet here she is, hearing that after at least half an hour, Ayato is still in a fit of rage.
"What should I do, Reiji?" She asks, almost desperate for advice. "This is my fault that he is like this."
"You do what you do with whatever mess you create; fix it." And with his cold words, he disappears in a blink of an eye.
"If only I knew how." Dragging herself slowly to her room, Yui sighs once more.
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"AGGHH!" With another yell of anger, Ayato hurls the vase of roses Yui brought him earlier that morning at the wall, china and petals scattering randomly. "AHH!" He turns to punch the wall to find himself stopped.
"Calm down before you hurt yourself!" Subaru orders.
"Or what, you fucking bastard?!"
THUMP!
Next thing he knows, Ayato is on the floor with a stinging sensation in his nose. Upon further investigation with his fingers, he finds blood escaping from it and it only infuriates him more.
"I ought to-!" He's interrupted once more by Subaru's boot on his chest.
"Listen Ayato, if you don't calm the fuck down right now, I won't hesitate to go to Yui and suck her dry." Subaru threatens with a snarl.
Ayato's erupting rage calms to a simmer, and soon became dormant. With a sigh, he gives up and lays on the floor.
"Good." Subaru lifts his foot and offers a hand to his step-brother, who silently refuses and stands of his own accord. He wipes the remaining blood from his nose and lip, already feeling the wound heal.
"What the fuck do you want, Subaru?" He sighs sullenly.
"For you to talk to Yui, you idiot! You think creating a storm in your room will fix everything?!"
"Why not? It's what you do." Ayato answers, no emotion showing on his face.
Subaru found himself not able to answer. Ayato had struck a very true point in his cold words and resolved to lay in his iron maiden, shutting the door closed.
"Leave me alone, Subaru." He requests, all the anger in him replaced by regret and emptiness.
Subaru let silence fill the room before answering, "She really does love you, you know. Don't ruin what you've got."
Ayato listens out for any more words, and listens to his regular breathing instead. The dried blood fuelled his sense of smell but leaved his hunger dormant; for it wasn't as sweet as the blood of the only girl he ever loved.
Once again, I apologise if you hated the chapter, I only hope to continue and at least mildly make up for it. I hope to complete this story by the end of the year since I'm only intending it to be a slightly short story and not a complete novel or something like that. Afterwards I hope to pair Eliza up with all of the Sakamaki brothers in the coming year. So if I don't see you all before then, I hope you guys have an epic Christmas and an awesome new year.
Lot's o' love,
'Dria
