The lights... THE LIGHTS! AAAAAAAH!
The Sakamakis and Mukamis did not get along too well from the start, but there were some individuals more compatible for tolerating each other than others... for example, Yuma and Shu weren't having a bad time sharing the 10 room appartment, and Reiji and Ruki would sometimes talk about "conceptual bullshit", as Ayato put it when they had a cultivated, friendly philosophical debate.
But others were on the edge of the bathtub of despair, literally and figuratively.
Kou thought he was "hallway alone" (home alone was too much to ask these days).
It was the perfect oportunity to practice the choreography where he had to move around the entire stage, and it was really hard to match the distances in empty classrooms.
He still didn't know the house well, since he'd had a lot of work these days, but this foyer hallway was wide enough.
He put away Reiji's expensive, collector's edition porcelain vase, which Laito put in the middle of the hallway for some weird reason he wasn't sure he wanted to know (he'd said "making people be in debt to do chores" or so, he didn't understand), and started dancing.
Oops, he forgot the music! He got his headphones and got lost in the music. He loved his job, even if it didn't get him the kind of attention he wanted... dancing listening to music made him go to a world of his own, and nothing else was visible but that peace and freedom... therefore, he crashed against a wall.
And then kicked another. But noticed that made sounds as well. Time to make his very own remix! So he used flowerpots as drums, stomped on the carpet and wooden floor to create new beats, and clicked light switches to make a different "stage" effects.
There was one outside a bathroom door which didn't light a lamp, but sounded amazing with the Kpop song he was listening to, almost like a whail. That one was his favorite, so he used it quite a lot.
After a while, off to his room he went to relish the music, while the "remix" sound got stronger. Had he left the switch on?
But soon he forgot about it.
The "remix switch" had clicked off the hot water and lights for the shower Kanato was in.
As Kou had also kicked the door, which was one of bad quality, Kanato was trapped.
-THE LIGHT! THE SWITCH! IDIOT! -he screamed again in vain- OPEN THE... LIGHTS!
Kou was taking a nap in the opposite side of the appartment, now hearing new age music in his sound-blocking headphones, but Azusa had just arrived from the weaponry store into the foyer.
People loved him (and were scared of him) so much at Iggy's Weapon Shop, they had put mental health experts on the phone to persuade him not to "try out" the sharp stuff or attempt to stay the night instead of just kicking him out.
Like the supermarket did the day before.
He liked how quiet Iggy's was when it was closed, and at night, only the knives glowed, peaceful like stars... not like some crazy switch in the Sakamaki-Mukami appartment that made lightbulbs blink like a discotheque at a different location each time.
He crossed the entrance hall,
-Justin... do you hear something? -he said to his scar- It's probably... somebody having a tantrum? I wonder who it could be...
He followed the melodious screams upstairs,
-OPEN! LIGHTS!
-Open... the lights? Kanato, are you ok?
-LIKE HELL! OF COURSE IT WAS YOU! YOU'LL PAY!
-I just arrived... but lights don't open...
Kanato was so beside himself, he couldn't think straight,
-OPEN THE LIGHTS, POUR THE HOT DOOR AND TURN ON THE HOT WATER!
-Please be more specific... Lights never open or close, Kanato.
Kanato hit the door with his fists repeatedly, and Azusa understood; he picked the lock with today's sharp acquisition and Kanato fell on his own face, wet, naked and freezing.
-You think this is funny? You big asshole! You will pay for this!
He had some rage tears in his eyes. His relaxing hot shower, the moment nobody could bother him, according to himself, had been ruined by the little masochist.
-Sorry Kanato, but I just came in...
-Now you're lying? Who do you think you are?! You turned off the hot water and left me locked up in the dark! And now you won't admit it? You'll see... I'll pour the boiling hot water I missed on you... to watch you squirm in pain as I did!
-Kanato... really?! I didn't do it, but would you still do it for me?
Azusa was beaming, and Kanato got even angrier in response, so he got up, screamed and ran to his room to finish the tantrum. Asuza was disappointed.
Some hours later, the Mukamis needed to eat, and some of the Sakamakis didn't want to refuse the strawberry soup Ruki invented. Namely, Kanato was looking forward to have dinner. He never liked that know-it-all Ruki Mukami, but he cooked well, so he could at least respect that. As he was about to ask for a portion, he heard a gross slurp behind him on the floor.
Kou had just finished his 5th plate, and Kanato frowned at the spectacle he was putting up on the dining room floor, like a hobo.
-Kou, do you not think you resemble a dog? Would you please stop being so disgusting?
Kou ignored him and licked the plate, and proceeded praise the meal,
-Ruki, is there more soup? I love it!
Ruki looked at him and made clear he'd get no soup unless he sat back at the table.
Kanato's frown deepened. What was the problem with that mongrel? Was he trying to get all the attention to himself?
-By the way, Ruki... -Kou continued as his 6th portion was served- I've just mastered the choreo I told you about; the hallway next to the bathroom was empty, and I even put some remix-beats to the music on my own accord using furniture!
Reiji flinched at the furniture part,
-Good grief... did you break anything?
-No, I only used flowerpots, doors and a strange switch that made sounds almost like a scream near the bathroom...
Kanato turned around like he was possesed to glare daggers at Kou.
As hell broke lose in the form of a bar fight in the dining room, since Subaru had been hoping for a chance to jump and punch Kou as well, Ruki invited Reiji to look at a catalogue to pick a new table, chairs... or maybe just a whole backup house.
Reiji agreed, massaging his temples; he wouldn't stop them either, he was tired, and he'd just bought this suit; they also needed to suffer a bit. Before the entire house broke, Shu would wake up and stop the barfight; it was going to be all right, he thought.
To be continued!
Authors note (REQUEST GIVEAWAY FOR THIS FIC):
Whoever can tell which of the brothers watched Ouran High School Host club (there's a clue/reference to it in this chapter), gets to have a request chapter within this fic :3 (no OC's plz, I can't write them xD)
The rule is that there has to be interaction among at least 2 characters from Diabolik Lovers. I'll keep updating anyway, there is way too much inspiration material going on!
Btw, the open the lights thing happened IRL, but the person insisted I should have known what "open lights" meant, but at least he didn't barfight me xD