Disclaimer: I do not own Diabolik Lovers or its characters; that right belongs to Rejet and their development team. I do own the OCs used in this story and do not want them to be used by anyone, anywhere.

Author's Note: So, people know the calendar year that this is being based on is from the year 2020. The lunar calendar is also for 2020. Here is the exact data: 2020 Oct 31 14:51 Sat. I did this so that it all syncs up with the storyline. And here are all the full Moons that will take place throughout the story, 2020 Oct 31 14:51 Sat, 2020 Nov 30 09:31 Mon, 2020 Dec 30 03:29 Wed.

Song: Sociopath (Nightcore Version)

Artist: Stelouse ft BKAYE & Bryce fox

Released: 2017

Label: n/a

Genre: Dance Electronic

Producer(s): n/a

November 7th, Saturday

The feelings I caught, the time that I lost

Said it's tough looking back when I thought what I thought

Everyone had stepped out of the limo; each person was trying not to look at the duo that was damn near at each other's throat. Of course, not a single one of them would speak up to take aside. Because only an idiot would do that as they watched the two walk towards the garden. One was trying to get away from the other, who was looking rather smug. It was pretty frightening to see that smirk on their faces, making their eyes dance with a dark light that had them both in shadow and light at the same time. And it made it hard to pull their gazes from the two and mind their own business.

"You don't want to admit it, but you lost!"

"Can you not be so obnoxious?"

"Oh, me, obnoxious? That is funny coming from you. Then again, I think pompous, self-entitled, and tyrannical describe you perfectly."

There was pressure building in the air as they watched the exchange. It was getting even more heated. And the power being flung off both of the participants in the argument was astounding. Because they were not aware that one of them could produce that amount of power, even if it were magical.

The moment one of them turned their back and started to walk away, it was like someone had dropped the cloth for the duel to begin. And boy did it.

"Oh, have nothing to say to that? Going to run away like a coward with your tail tucked between your legs? I figured as much because you cannot even begin to face the truth about yourself. The truth you hide at the core of being."

The slight stiffening, before they turned and glared with rage that was always concealed so well had almost everyone watching swallowing. In the next instant flying across their vision, between the two combatants was two whittled and smoothed wooden sticks.

"I suggest you two use these. I do not want my garden to be torn apart," Karlheinz spoke.

The ease with which the two makeshift training swords were caught spoke of training. Again something new that they were learning about that person. Still, the scene before them was a train wreck waiting to happen.

Each thinking of what the outcome would be. Because most of them knew that it was pretty much a one-sided fight, each wondering just how far it would get before others would step in to stop it because losing a bride was not an option. And keeping yourself on a tight leash and never lashing out violently could have dire effects when it did happen.

Yeah, I feel ashamed, embarrassed with rage.

He was beside himself. He took pride in keeping calm, collected, and in control. And here this little chit of a girl was doing her best to find a crack to tear it down. Though he had no clue as to what she was speaking of as he caught the sword, his father had tossed to him — noting that she too had caught hers with ease. But he was not a human; he was a Vampire. A creature with superior senses, and it would be easy for him to beat her into submission.

At the thought, he smiled at her, baring his fangs at her. Only to see her laugh amusedly at him. Her eyes were flashing in mockery of him and his power as he lashed out with his aura.

"I do not know what you are talking about, woman," He snapped at her, narrowing his red eyes.

"Oh, don't you, Reiji. The secret you hide from everyone. You appear to be perfect. The epitome of what it means to be an heir to your father whom you idolize," Tician said to him, her lip curling in disgust.

He was shifting his body, allowing it to slide into the natural sword fighting stance. He felt something was off, that Tician was holding something back. Raising his practice sword, he waited, wondering if she even knew how to fight with a weapon.

"I still have no clue what you are blathering about you insipid bitch," he snapped. "If you are making a point, then do so. I do not like my time being wasted."

The way he saw her body go lax, eyes half shut as she smiled coyly of all things at him. Reiji didn't drop his guard.

"My point is you don't have a complex where you daddy is concerned. That is just a cover for the real issue. And I know I speak the truth. I warned you, and the others, the dead do speak!" Tician said, hissing the last words.

He frowned as he braced himself as she darted forward. The practice sword was swinging out at him in a direct side arc. Easily he deflected it with a simple parry. Then he went on the offensive and thrust at her. He was forcing her to back a step as she blocked his strike. The air rang with the rapid clack of wood on wood as they started. Leaving him mildly impressed that she had even a bit of training to handle herself.

So I bloody the rain on your pity parade.

"Again, I still do not know what you speak. I do not have a complex for my father, so, therefore, it does not hide anything," he snapped at her. "And I highly doubt the dead speak."

Again he was met with her laughter. Not pausing in his continuous attacks, Reiji noted that something in the damned girl had changed. Her odd ringed eyes seemed to be moving in the late-night shadows. And a look of complete serenity had painted her face as she laughed while deflecting his attacks.

A small sniff to re-orientate himself, he found that he was soon backing up as she started to attack him back, aggressively. She was showing little to no opening as she pushed. The strength from her strikes caused jolts to run from his hand to his elbow.

"The dead do speak. I can prove it! You, with your Oedipus complex." Tician said just as she spun her body and lashed her practice sword out and in a downward arc at him. "Your mother's name is Beatrix. Second wife, non-mate, to Karlheinz. Shu is your older brother, the one she always poured all her attention into to be the next King. Not once did she give you a spare glance at any of your accomplishments. No, you could never get your mother's precious attention. Being the second born was never good enough for her. In retaliation, you hired a Vampire Hunter to kill her. That same hunter turned out to be the priest who adopted Yui and gave her up to you all like a bride."

He was stunned for but a second as his field of vision was bathed in the red of unrestrained rage.

She smiled as she watched his aura shift at her revelations. The fact that she also felt the shock come in waves from the others told her a lot. Making her smile and show her teeth at Reiji. He had pushed her with his comments, acting as if he was Lord and master. Things he didn't have a right to posture about. Though she knew she was bound, the onslaught he was giving her was once more pushing her back.

But it caused a thrill to shoot down her spine and pool in the pit of her stomach. Having the effect she needed, wanted, and craved at once. Delighting in the fact that she just tore down the pompous ass before her, bared his secret those who were standing there watching and listening.

I didn't know you were a sociopath.

They all were stunned to see the blond holding her own against Reiji. All were knowing that he kept his skills honed, like the edge of a blade. And the fact that they could all tell that Tician was enjoying this, getting pleasure for tearing him apart, exposing him. It was apparent she knew he was a predator, a vicious one as they watched her getting pushed back again.

"She is a psychopath!" Subaru mumbled.

They didn't say a thing, silently they all agreed. The girl was off; he damned rocker to provoke him. Though how she had gotten that information, when it was not even mentioned, had them curious.

"She is a higher functioning Sociopath."

At those softly spoken words, they finally looked away from the fight. Eyes now on the younger of the two sisters. Who had her eyes locked forward, a soft and sweet smile on her lips as she watched. She was radiating pride at her sister though they saw the small jerks her body gave as the sound of wood hitting flesh resounded in the air, just as on her cheek a red welt appeared for a second before rapidly fading.

"How do you come to that conclusion?" Ruki asked gray eyes narrowed.

"Because she did not lie at all. The dead do talk. You all have a ghost that is bound to you. For the Sakamaki's it is their mothers, for you Mukami's it is those that you held close at some point, or had family obligations," Lunaria replied as if it was the most obvious thing. "Besides, she spent all week researching, talking, and learning her prey. This, for my sister, is foreplay, plain, and simple. The thrill to stir her blood before she claims her prize."

Shock coursed through them at her words as they watched her smile wider as a loud masculine cry of pain came from the two. Only to draw their attention back to the fight. Just in time too, they all witnessed Tician dropping her leg back to the ground, and Reiji picked himself up and went back into an offensive stance. Each mulling over what they had learned. Except for one, Laito, who had his eyes narrowed and licked his bottom lip. Even more, enticed by the two. Because if a fight was foreplay, he could only imagine what else could be done to get her stimulated.

Heard a lotta this a lotta that a lotta, lotta lies

He would not take this; he would put her in her place. Make her acknowledge that he was superior while his mind filed away what she had said to him. There was no way she would know of his mother, of his past. Hell, no one but him, that hunter and his mother had known he hired someone else to kill her because her blood was not worthy at that point to be on his hands. His love for her shallow in the neglect from her.

He was growling low as he lunged forward, his sword in a thrust until the last moment when he twisted his whole body to the side, turning it into a slash at her slightly exposed side. All fair to him since she had kicked him in the stomach after locking swords with him. Which was a low trick, but effective? Making him admit that she was an opponent he'd not take lightly anymore. No, she had more than skill, from the way she wielded the damn wooden sword.

The loud cry that came from her lips was sweet music to his ears. Though he felt a brush of dark power caress his skin for a second before he was ducking and rolling away from her counterattack. The way the air whistled where he had just been as the mock sword sliced through it told him she had been holding back as well.

"Well, I can say this Reiji, you are making this fun," Tician's words were a low purr, that held promised pain. "Let's take the kid gloves off and get going at it for real. First, blood is the winner."

This couldn't be right. She was telling him to be serious. That would mean her death if he went all out. Being human had its limitations. But the glint in her eyes as he watched her take the four-foot practice weapon and snap it in half over her knee, he knew that she was not going to take her words back.

"You speak a big game, hold your own. I would suggest that you stop this foolishness now," Reiji said, trying to be the better of them.

I feel bad you don't feel bad, sad you don't feel sad

But I'm the last to help a crazy bitch that goes behind my back

Curling her lip as she snarled at him in anger. He was not taking her seriously, wanting her to back down. No, she would not. That satisfaction would not be given to him. The word submissive, and she was not compatible unless she wanted. She was narrowing her eyes as she let out a low growl that rumbled from deep in her chest.

"Oh, you just lost you prick. Didn't get enough of a rod shoved up that ass?" Her voice was scathing as she replied.

"I do not think so, Miss Dracos," Reiji replied. "And talk about going behind people's back. I do not know how you got that information, but I will make you give up your source."

With that said, he rushed back in only to dart back as he dodged her attacks. Eyes were going wide as she didn't slow her momentum in attacking him, putting him on the defensive. If she had seemed decent enough with one weapon, she was more proficient with the two in her hands. The way she now moved, it was like the pieces of broken wood were extensions of her body.

Grinning at the challenge, he swung down, only to faint at the last second to try and break her defense and draw first blood. It was no longer a game. This was rights of who was dominant, and he would be that, not some silly, crazy human bitch.

Don't be shocked when you lost what you called meant to be.

The intensity of the fight was taken up. All there fascinated by the speed, precision, and ferocity of the attacks being delivered. Each with their appreciative thoughts of what they saw. She was amazed that a human girl was holding her own against one of their brethren. She was wondering where she had gotten that training. It was not normal, then again, an actual human witch was not, so that ability and power could come from her contracted demon.

"So, I think this bet ended in a tie right, Ryu?"

"I'm inclined to agree. We each get to keep our bottles of wine, Karl."

The whispered conversation between their father and creator and the other vampire Lord was registering, but they didn't count it as necessary at the moment. Because a massive wave of power rushed over them, which should have left them breathless if they breathed.

Before their eyes, Reiji took Tician down to the ground with a loud grunt. But the smell of his blood tinted the air as they saw disbelief appear on his face before the two of them were gone. Shadows had jumped up before smoothing out, leaving the area empty except for the weapons used, along with a small pool of the precious red liquid that was turning darker by the second in the cold night air.

Slowly they came back to themselves, each having questions that they wanted the answer. Turning to ask the only person that they knew could give them answers. Only to find that said person was no longer there — just a smiling Yui who looked amused about something as if she had a secret.

"Oi, Pancake, where is Lunaria?" Ayato asked.

When her red-pink gaze lifted to her mate, Yui shook her head and walked away from them all, as two deep chuckles came from behind them.

"She had other business to take care of, now into the house. Dawn is approaching. We have things to do later. Things that you will not be late for," Karlheinz said.

Each of them pulled away from the gleam in his golden eyes. The way he was smiling as Ryu just passively stood by, his red-black eyes assessing each of them. As if they were unworthy of his notice.

"Yes, we have much to do tomorrow. And I think I will finally get to have some personal fun with you boys," Ryu said, his voice dropping a few octaves, a low growl that was dark and pleased.

TBC!