Yui was all but ready to fall asleep when she arrived to her third class of the evening that Monday night. Aside from the small amount of time she had to herself to read another entry of Natsumi's diary on Saturday, the rest of the weekend had been much like all her other days – hopeless running around trying to escape the brothers' torment. She almost groaned as she remembered the pain of the palpitations she felt in her poor heart when Raito had decided to spy on her in the shower, or when she had stumbled into Reiji in the library and spilled his tea everywhere, or when she tripped over Shu's legs in the living room or nearly touched Kanato's cake waiting for him in the kitchen. The brothers seemed to be getting worse and worse with every passing day – which made her incredibly worried. She only had the small comfort that they weren't supposed to kill her. But accidents happened. However she had no idea if the others before her had been promised something similar – in which case… Yui didn't want to think about it.

She was thankful for the class she was in. Yui felt pretty indifferent about her music class. She enjoyed the singing aspect to a certain degree to begin with; it reminded her of singing in the choir in her church. It had always made her father so happy. She could still remember the look of love and pride in his eyes when she sung. Now, it just seemed like a bitter memory whenever she was forced to sing something along with her other classmates. Thankfully, the teacher only showed enthusiasm and interest in those naturally gifted students – Yui was certainly not one of them. It wasn't difficult to hide away in the corner for the double class – especially when the only Sakamaki brother she shared the class with was Kanato. She was surprised when Kanato seemed to genuinely enjoy this class; she had only ever seen Kanato talk to his teddy during classes. But the teacher adored him for his voice. She guessed he must have enjoyed the attention from the teacher and the girls that sung so sweetly with him.

Yui hid away in her corner, tuning out the sweet voices of Kanato and a girl she shared English class with. However she couldn't tune out the snide comments the other ignored students were making about the duo; "Who do they think they are anyway? They sing one charming song and suddenly Mrs. Akira loves them. And what do we get? Two classes of utter boredom." Her friend clearly agreed. "I know right? It's not like they're Aoi! She was an amazing singer." With a longing sigh the girl gazed at the portrait hanging on the opposite wall behind the piano in the room. Yui had never noticed it before. It was a beautiful girl, very beautiful in-fact, about her age with long curling blonde hair and bright lilac eyes. She smiled radiantly as she played the piano that appeared to be the same one in this room. Aoi... I wonder who that is...

Shaking her head, Yui pulled out the diary, and when she was sure Kanato wouldn't turn around spontaneously; she her found the next diary entry. She had taken Ayato's warning to heart – just because he didn't care about the diary, didn't mean the others didn't. Yui hadn't the faintest idea how well Natsumi and Kanato got along or not, but she didn't want to find out by him discovering she had the diary – especially as the room it was hidden in was attached to his beloved doll room.

'November 21st, 2013.

It's been a while since I got to write again. The brothers are becoming more and more demanding and erratic. Even the brothers that have been all but avoiding me up until now have made themselves known. Subaru used to stay far away, and if we were forced into the same room together – such as when we had to go to Reiji's deplorable dinners – he only ever threw me scornful and angry looks. But over the past few days, if I'm in the library or living room he seems to eventually wander in there also. He looks so conflicted that I genuinely feel bad for him – up until he calls me a worthless and filthy human and leaves the room once more. But yesterday I woke up in the middle of the day only to find him hovering above me in my bed. Instinctively I went to scream, only to have him quickly cover my mouth with his own. I could taste blood on his lips – no doubt my blood. He murmured a faint, "sorry" and disappeared before I could fully comprehend what had happened. The more the brothers begin to act differently – the more it causes my apprehension to rise. They were so hard to predict before. Now it's just downright impossible.

Subaru isn't the only one acting strange. Raito is around the house less and less – or at the very least I've been seeing him less and less. Whenever I do see him, he's usually stumbling past me tipsy or drunk towards his room. It isn't strange to see him drag a giggling, equally drunk girl or two back towards his room too. If I did have the misfortune of being woken by him – which unfortunately was quite often considering how close his room was to mine – he just wrapped his arms around the giggling barely-clad-smothered-in-make-up girls, winked at me and make no promises to keep quiet for the rest of the evening. If anything, he warned me I should be prepared not to sleep at all with all the plans he had for the girls. This only made them laugh more. It was an unsettling sight, if nothing else. I figured this had to do with what I saw a few nights ago. I didn't think much of it at the time as it was only Reiji and Raito talking – Reiji's wore a blank mask as usual and Raito had a coy, playful smirk whilst talking. It seemed pretty normal. But ever since then, he had been bringing home all these girls. Not that I'm complaining. Ever since Raito and I spent the night together, whenever we so much as look at each other Reiji uses it as an excuse to 'correct my manners'. And I haven't forgotten about the first time he decided to "fix my slouch". He hasn't done anything to that extent since, but controlling and dominating people seemed to get him off – mind you, I've also been drastically avoiding him since then too. If there was one thing that I didn't want, it was a repeat of that encounter.

I really don't enjoy the change in the brothers – it makes me way too apprehensive.

But today was another terrible day. Thanks to Raito bringing home a record four girls I got no sleep, absolutely none. I heard a vase, or something similarly priceless, smash in the hallway along with giggles and shushing noises within the laughing. How anyone could dream of laughing in this house is beyond me. The noise woke me with a start and I poked my head out into the hallway. I raised an eyebrow at Raito as he herded the girls to his room. The stench of alcohol hung heavily in the air. "Having a party are you?" I questioned, leaning against the doorframe and crossing my arms. He smirked at me, playfully squeezing the ass of a blonde girl next to him. Blondie squealed in return, batting his arm. "Just a bit of fun – feel free to join us." He winked at me. I kept my expression blank – I must be spending too much time around Reiji. "I'll let you know if I ever get to that level of self-loathing. Although I'm sure I'll sooner hurl myself out of that window." I responded, allowing my eyes to listlessly roll towards the window at the end of the hallway. He walked over to me and cupped my chin within his fingers.

"You're being a bit snarky tonight aren't you, Bitch-chan?" I smacked his hand away, looking at him with disdain. He seemed only amused. "Oh?"

"I'm not having Reiji punish me again."

He smirked and curled a piece of my hair around his finger. "Am I not worth it?" I rolled my eyes. Had he finally lost his mind? Reasoning with these brothers had always been fruitless, but never quite this infuriating. I glared up at him, hoping my distaste was reflected in my eyes. "No one on this planet is worth going through all that again." He seemed unfazed by the comment, instead he just laughed – which unfortunately made the other girls snicker along with him. "Not even your precious little Daisuke?" For the first time since arriving here, I couldn't quell my anger. How dare he mention my baby brother? He had no right to talk of him! He knows nothing about him! Nothing! God be damned if he thought he could get away with even so much as mentioning him.

My anger exploded as I slapped him clean across the face. I hit him with enough force to send his hat skittering to the floor. Blondie somewhere behind him shrieked as the other girls huddled together and gaped at me. Raito's face was expressionless before he looked down at me with a cold, unwavering stare, running his hand through his hair. "Don't you dare mention Daisuke." I hissed; my fists clenching as I attempted in vain to smother my anger. He said nothing in response and just returned to his girls. "Are you okay Raito? That looked like it hurt! Who is that psycho? Why is she here?" I heard Blondie whisper to him. He threw me his usual playful smirk as he once again winked at me. "That's just Bitch-chan, don't mind her, she won't be here for much longer."

My entire body went into shock as my face drained of colour. His smirk grew darker as he saw my reaction and he merely chuckled and waved as he ushered all the girls into his room. Long after he had shut the door behind him I found myself leaning against the doorframe. I attempted to will my muscles to move – but I just couldn't. Did Raito… is what he said true? Did he mean... Am I really going to die here soon? My body felt cold, so cold. It was as though someone had just pushed me into a lake – and instead of the water pulling me under, the cold was seeping into my muscles, into my very bones. Soon the cold just numbed me completely until I couldn't fight the water anymore. But…I can't die… If I have to die, then please God, let it be with Daisuke. I just miss him so much…

The rest of the night went no better. When I had eventually managed to pull myself away from the door I simply collapsed onto my bed, shedding silent tears.

I don't know if I managed to get any sleep, an hour or two at best. I groggily got out of bed when I glanced at the clock and pulled on my uniform, swaying slightly as I staggered to the car. As soon as I arrived, Reiji threw me a disapproving look, no doubt from the horrible shadows beneath my blood-shot eyes. But I could barely keep my eyes open in the silent car as it gently swayed – before long I fell sound asleep against Subaru. He was kind enough to gently shake me awake, unlike the other brothers who would probably have poured something on me to wake me up.

The night went grudgingly slow. It was as if God himself was attempting to make this day somehow even worse. The only thing that went differently from usual is that instead of failing a maths test, I failed history test instead. It was disheartening if nothing else. I used to be so good at school… Daisuke used to always be so proud of me whenever I got my results at the end of the year. I enjoyed school before this hell hole.

Failing the history test meant that I would once again be in detention and once again have to walk home all alone. I shivered at even the thought. I really should have brought an extra coat...

When I did finally manage to stumble home after detention, I was cold and hungry. I'd have to sneak into the kitchen later on when everyone was thoroughly preoccupied, I had missed dinner thanks to the long walk home. I pushed open the heavy front door and gazed tiredly down the dark hallway. What a day…. Even the thought of food didn't seem all that appealing anymore, I just wanted bed – all thoughts left me as I suddenly found myself face to face with the dark wooden floor. I groaned, rubbing my arms that were sure to bruise from the impact and sat up on my knees shakily. Why had I tripped? I turned to see what it could have been and I'm sure my heart stopped.

"K-Kanto? Did you trip me?"

He glared pointedly at me. "Are you accusing me?"

If there was one person I just couldn't comprehend – it was Kanato. Nothing I said pleased him, absolutely nothing. "I wasn't accusing you," I began hurriedly. "I just can't see anything else that could have tripped me." He stood up, clutching his bear and walked in-front of me, making me frown. These boys seemed to have a habit of making me feel impossibly small. "Maybe you just tripped over your own stupid feet."

If I learned anything from my failed history test, it was appeasement. "Y-You're right. I'm very, very clumsy after all." I couldn't meet his gaze; I knew this only gave him a sick sense of joy. "Yes, you're very stupid and clumsy. Your knees are bleeding." His sudden change in topic threw me for a second. He must have noticed my expression as he rolled his eyes and crouched down next to me, jabbing my bleeding knees. "Look."

This was very, very bad. "Oh no, they are. I better go clean this up. Reiji won't be happy if I stained the wood." I tried to muster a smile, but it strained my muscles so much that it genuinely hurt a little. Had I really smiled that little recently that it hurt to smile?

I was just about to get to my feet attempting to ignore the unnecessary throbbing pain his jab caused when he gripped my shoulders tightly and pushed me back with an unexpected amount of force. My back collided with the floor with a dull thump. He settled himself between my legs without a single expression across his features. I didn't know how to react. With someone like Raito, I would simply kick him away. But with Kanato… I had no idea what he would do. If I kicked him; would he laugh or would he break my leg? I hadn't spent an awful lot of time around him – Reiji had always pulled me away from the other brothers. Kanato was so unpredictable. "… Kanato?"

His light purple eyes met mine and I could see the excitement in them. I swallowed down my rising panic. His spidery fingers traced small patterns up my legs before his fingers dug into the flesh of my thighs and tugged me towards him with a sudden jolt. I bit my tongue in a desperate effort to remain silent. I was too tired for their games today – especially Kanato's. I just had no idea how to deal with him. He grinned down at me manically and my heart clenched in fear. "I really should share with Teddy… but this is too delicious looking even for him." My heart almost stilled entirely as he set aside the bear gently and lifted one of my legs to lick the bloody from the small scrapes. His eyes met mine and he looked oddly calm – I didn't know if it should make me feel more terrified or if this was a promising thing. "I need more… much, much more." Terror cursed through me like a bolt of electricity. His tone was much too sinister, much too much like a small child demanding more sweets off his mother.

I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt him kiss just above my knee cap, his fangs scraping the skin lightly in the process. Oh God give me strength - this is going to hurt like hell.

But he suddenly stopped as an angry scoff left his lips. For a split, horrifying second I thought he was reacting to me closing my eyes. I looked up at him to see him glaring down the dark hallway.

Then I heard it.

I could hear someone… tut?

It got louder, some chuckling interlaced within it. "Kanato, Kanato, Kanato… You can't get the best blood like this!" A voice sighed with mock disappointment. I blanched at the sight of Raito. Oh please God no…no, no, no.

Kanato scowled at him. "What do you mean? You're happy aren't you?" He suddenly demanded off me. I blinked owlishly before smiling nervously. "O-Of course!" Raito scoffed, smiling down at me with amusement. He knelt down next to me, earning him another glare from Kanato. "She's scared of you. Women's blood tastes best… when they're feeling their best." Kanato's look softened to one of curiosity as he looked at his brother. Raito merely smiled in return. "Let me show you, hmm? You'll taste the difference soon enough." Kanato nodded at the suggestion. Raito grinned, lust beginning to cloud his eyes as he leaned in closer to me, causing me to shrink back subconsciously. "There are simple things that women love, kissing for example…" Raito's soft lips pressed gently against mine, and for a heart-wrenching moment it was so comforting that I completely forgot my surroundings. It was a pity it had to end so quickly. "You see?" He caressed my cheek with his knuckles. "Look at the way she blushes." Kanato nodded, biting his lip in concentration. "Bitch-chan has really soft skin, touch it, women like that too. Pleasure … Kanato, pleasure is important."

Kanato did as instructed and his dainty hands caressed the skin that his nails had previously been digging into before he moved down my legs, pulling my socks off along with him. He leaned down suddenly, placing small kisses up from my ankles. He continued up and up, past my bleeding knees and past his nail marks. I blushed deeper, staring at him in wonder. I had no idea he could be so gentle…"Very good Kanato," Raito purred. "Look at her face. You see her blush, ne? Her eyes give away much too – study them carefully." As he spoke, his nimble fingers began to unbutton my school blazer. I went to protest, panicking slightly, but he merely pressed his lips to mine again, murmuring a soft "shh…" against them when he pulled back an inch. He pushed the blazer off my shoulders before beginning to unbuttoning my shirt. Before I could protest again Kanato's fangs suddenly sunk into the flesh of my thigh, causing me to hiss softly and clench my eyes shut again.

"It tastes completely different…" He remarked in wonder. Raito pushed the shirt off my shoulders too, allowing it to pool around my arms with my blazer as he grinned at his brother. "I told you, didn't I? If you continue… it will taste much better." Raito leaned in close and placed soft kisses along my collarbone, licking up along the column of my throat. A breathy moan filled the air and after a second I realised, to my embarrassment, I had made the noise. I could almost hear the purr in Raito's chuckle as he glanced at his brother without moving from my throat. "Bitch-chan is easy to please, ne?"

Kanato seemed oddly awed as he watched Raito look back at my neck and sink his fangs in deeply. I groaned quietly at the pain so deliciously interlaced with the pleasure as my back arched slightly. Kanato shot his brother a jealous scowl as he leaned into my other thigh and sunk his fangs in suddenly. I yelped, about to push him away with Raito grabbed my wrists and forced them next to my head with more force than necessary.

I don't know how much time passed before Raito suddenly moved away. He licked his lips and placed a final soft kiss upon my own lips, winking down at me. Before I could respond he looked down the hallway, smirking. "Ah Reiji, come to join us?" My whole body tensed, not that it seemed to bother Kanato who was still happily drinking.

Reiji merely stared down at me. "Miss Tashika, come to my room tomorrow once you're done serving detention – no doubt you shall receive more of it tomorrow." I scowled at the comment but didn't respond otherwise. He clearly expected none either. With one more disapproving look, he walked back into the blackness of the hallway.

With a chuckle, Raito pulled his brother back. "Leave Bitch-chan with a little bit of blood left, ne? Reiji will be really mad if we kill her, and then she won't be around for him to take his anger out on." He winked at him and they both stood up, Raito happily chatting as the two walked down the hallway.

I lay there completely dazed until I couldn't hear their voices anymore. I'm in such deep shit… again. It hardly seemed fair. But nothing about this life here was fair. Reiji was going to be so mad tomorrow. I groggily sat up, fixing my clothes and shakily standing again.

I can't help but wonder if not going to Reiji's room tomorrow would be a good idea… but that didn't end too well the last time. Maybe he would be more… forgiving if I did what he wanted for a change. He has such a kink for obedience after all.'

Yui shut the book with a sigh. She felt so horribly guilty for complaining about how she was being treated here. She was treated like a princess compared to Natsumi. She was suddenly so very grateful for it. That only proved to make her feel worse. Am I… feeling relieved because Natsumi suffered so much and I don't have to? Her stomach knotted itself endlessly.

She stuffed it into her bag, just in time for the bell to ring, signalling the class to be over. She looked up, her doe like eyes falling upon Kanato. A chill ran up her spine at the sight. The sight of him reminded her of when he forced her to come along with him to the graveyard. "If mortal women aren't given a kiss before being pleasured, do they become angry?" She remembered his words with a shudder. He had seemed a little distant at the time, not that she realised it then, considering the position she had been in. Was he referring to that time with Natsumi? It was possible. But as she looked at him now, surrounded by admiring girls whom he was smiling at so prettily, it was hard to believe they were the same person.

Yui almost flinched when his gaze landed upon her. His once pretty smile turned dark and the blonde girl recognised the look in his eyes all too well. He skipped over to her innocently. "Let's go Yui-chan! You'll skip the next class with me won't you? It's just boring old Biology… and I'm in the mood for something sweet."

Yui could only smile weakly at him.

"O-Of course."