Chapter ∞

- Ruki-kuuun, when will we make our entraaance?! - the blond complained curling his lips, rocking back and forth on the chair and pouting like a spoiled child. His brother shot him an annoyed glance as he closed the book he was reading and set it down on the table which they both sit at.

- Kou, stop rocking on that chair – he told him off with a glare; then he stretched his lips in an enigmatic smile - We'll have to wait a little; as soon as the summer break is over, we will take action... Heh, I didn't think you liked going to school so much.

Kou raised an eyebrow, annoyed by that veiled irony, and stood up heading to the kitchen to munch on something; he would have never wanted to argue against him, no sir!, it would have condemned him to an extremely painful sentence.

- Vongole bianco, vongole bianco... – he murmured dreamily, looking for that so beloved dish that he had kept as an extra spare two evenings before: he didn't find it and wrath flooded in him making him redden and tremble with immense anger.

His little brother came into the kitchen while folding the bandages on his arm and stopped to look questioningly at him with those lavender eyes, lost in some kind of enchanted world (not necessarily in a good sense...).

- Ah... Kou... what happened...? Are you angry...? Ah, then you can beat me...! If you want to take it out on me...

- NO, Azusa, I won't hit you... - the blonde rubbed his forehead near to a hysteric attack, instantly changing expression in a friendlier one- Azusa-kun! Come on, stop it! - he scolded him playfully, putting his hands on his hips.

- Ah... too bad... - the other murmured, bowing his head in deep disappointment.

They sense their other brother's presence, probably back home at that moment and Kou flushed again with irritation; he gritted his teeth while saying their name and went into the living room where he had left alone Ruki, who was talking to the very person, asking him if he had discovered anything new related to his daily stroll of patrol, a task which had been entrusted to the giant.

To be clear, he had assigned him the job of overseeing the Sakamaki brothers' mansion, those six dumb, superficial and retarded brothers.

- That woman is finally awake - the young man muttered, sitting on a chair in a slightly messy pose and Ruki nodded his head in a satisfied retort.

- Good; as for now, we just have to make sure that everything goes as planned... If you, or we, notice any anomaly, then we'll have to act sooner than expected... we wouldn't want to ruin his plans, right? - he said, staring at him with sharp eyes and that same smile still on his unreadable face. The other nodded in a huff, muttering that that man had too complex ideas.

- Yuuma - Kou entered, glaring at him – you ate my vongole bianco, didn't you?!

- Haa?! - the brother replied, growling - I didn't eat that stupid vongole bianco of yours!

- Liar! You wanted revenge for those sugar cubes of yours I ate a few days ago!

- Don't say bulls... WHAT?! YOU STOLE MY SUGAR-CHAN? YOU SON OF A...

- Enough.

Ruki's cold and authoritative voice had the desired effect: the two young men fell silent, as they kept on glowering at each other. Azusa watched them silently and calmly, leaning against the living room's wing door, waiting for a possible fight which he could have slipped in to earn himself some pain.

- Kou, you can see for yourselves that he's not lying, and actually, I assure you: I threw away your vongole bianco, they went bad - the older brother revealed, getting up and approaching; the blond curled his lips sullenly, running a hand through his hair, and the brown-haired one shrugged offended, glancing away.

Ruki breathed a sigh of relief and ran his fingers on his raven hair; Azusa approached Yuuma.

- Ne, Yuuma... Was there also Eve, with Izanami?

He returned his gaze and nodded quietly, then turning towards the dark-haired brother.

Ruki looked at each one of his brothers and once again his enigmatic smile appeared on his lips. Kou chuckled, putting his arms behind his head; Yuuma grinned, cracking his knuckles; Azusa bit on his finger, sinking in his teeth and a drop of blood slipped and fell on the floor.

- Adam and Eve's prophecy and Izanagi and Izanami's one will come true very soon... - Ruki said, crossing his arms; his thoughts lingered on that young human's figure and that dark-haired and dark-eyed girl's one; he would have never guessed that at that time all of the four brothers were focused especially on the latter.

Yui Komori and Mary Flyer... prepare yourselves.

Laito wandered to the most remote and least visited rooms of the mansion, sulking.

He couldn't really understand what his friend meant with those words; "brighter eyes": what did it mean?

He ventured outside, leaning against the ivy-covered balcony's railing, and looked up at the sky, watching those billions of flowers lighting up the night, playing a trick of lights and shadows with the trees' foliage in the garden and the intricate building which was Sakamaki family's home.

- Mh... I don't understand. No, I don't understand - he murmured, pursing his lips and leaning his head on his arms, having bent his back; his emeralds reflected that quarter moon's whiteness and, as caught by a sudden thunder, he jumped, widening his eyes.

- Oooh, but of course~! – he exclaimed, euphoric, and giggled - Fufu~ That's where I've seen that so-bright whiteness!

The vampire put his hand on his cheek, contemplating the moon.

- Micchan~ you're a moon! Smiling, radiant... Ah! I get it, I get it: a sunny moon! – satisfied, he tapped his hand with a fist, smiling at his effective comparison.

- There's only me left... Micchan~, next time, be less enigmatic, you sly fox - he said to himself, returning inside and whistling as he approached a mirror.

He carefully examined himself: he took off his hat, placing it on a table and smoothed his clothes, tidied up his hair; he got closer to his face on the reflecting surface, touching it with his fingers, which had were as cold as it.

- Mh... bright eyes... who knows... – he whispered, staring intently at his own irises.

Laito, Laito; you shouldn't have done it.

Suddenly he saw in his eyes all his past and jerked back, restlessly eyeing his image; he touched his face, body, hair, then lingered on his cheeks and his attention rested on his eyes again.

His expression became more and more upset, until he began to babble nonsense, shaking his head in the grip of a panic attack, caught by a sudden, painful and intense anxiety.

He collapsed to the ground with his knees and screamed; he went insane.

And this is it~ This is the first volume's end :D

I know you want to kill me after reading Laito-kun's part... but it's necessary :D

Thank you for reading until now and I hope you will read the next volume.

I hope you enjoyed it!

See you soon~