Disclaimer: I do not own Diabolik Lovers or its characters, that right belongs to Reject and their development team. I do own the OC(Original Character) and do not want her to be used by anyone, anywhere else.


Shuu was torn. The air in the clearing was tense and heated. His friends had been nitpicking each other the whole time. And he couldn't figure out what. The best answer he had gotten came from Edgar, stating she had a burr up her knickers and was being a typical female. Which, according to his senses, could explain the deliciously dark undertones to Rosa's usually sweet scent? It held an edge that had his fangs hurting to sink into her flesh.

"This is stupid. I'm going home. And Rosa, you can come to talk to me when you quit being a demented shrew," Edgar groused. "Night, Shuu."

Shuu looked at his friend, shaking his head in understanding. Instincts were wisely keeping him silent as a low hiss came from Rosa. Leaving him to turn because he wanted to look at her.

As soon as Edgar was gone from sight, Shuu shifted to look at Rosa finally. Her face was almost as red as her hair. Eyes bright with a mix of tears and anger. Her hands were clenched into a fist at her side. As he realized this was the first time he had ever been alone with her. It had him feeling giddy and forcing him to temper the urge to jump her and feed from her pale, slender neck.

"You don't have to feel obligated to stay," she said, her voice rather prim and proper.

His ears picked up the undertones of the pain in her voice easily. Mostly as it was so out of place. Stepping closer, he noted how stiff her body was, which was at odds with how relaxed she usually was. It had him concerned. Then she was walking away from him. That dark smell was so much stronger than before now that she was moving.

Quickly Shuu bit his tongue. He was inflicting pain on himself to keep from hunting her. He hadn't gotten mastery of enthralling his food when hunting, yet. Hence still needing the familiars to bring him the prey on occasion. But it wasn't' from lack of trying or that he hadn't fed in a few days.

It took him a second or two to realize he was standing alone in the clearing. That smell lingered, but was becoming faint and drawing a low, borderline, feral growl from him, shocking him as his vision bled red. Unable to stop himself as his instincts took over, Shuu was darting through the trees silently, intent on finding Rosa and that enticing smell.

With his enhanced senses and speed, he caught up with her quickly. She was making him go still as he watched her. The pants she had been wearing were in her hands being scrubbed in the small pond they had swum in — water to her waist, soaking the coarse linen shirt, so it clung to her body, her back was to him, unaware of his presence. Sniffing the air, he noted that the smell was heavily watered down. Meaning he needed to get Rosa out of the water.

"I know you are there, Shuu," He heard Rosa whisper, not stopping what she was doing.

Shuu didn't move. Not sure if he heard her. He chose to wait and see if he was hallucinating because he didn't want to follow his instincts. It was painful to fight them too.

"Dammit, Shuu. Stop it," Rosa said louder, her tone annoyed as she turned to face where he was hiding, directly.

She was leaving him stunned. There was pain etched across her face. Eyes were flashing at him, making his body move forward slowly, unsure. His mind was trying to figure out how she knew he was there.

"I know, Shuu. I have from the beginning, your secret," Rosa stated sadly.

He was tilting his head in confusion. Even his instincts were fuddled by what she said. That he was a Noble? Not him being a vampire. There was no way she could know.

"Shuu, I will allow it," Rosa's soft voice broke into his thoughts.

As he watched her turn her back to him, pulling her braid over one shoulder. It had his fangs throbbing, throat tightening in need. As he mentally chanted over and over, he would not bite her while his body moved of its own volition to her.

"Please, Shuu," her voice pleading with him as she ran a finger along the curve of her neck to her shoulder. "Do it before I change my mind."

That caused what little control he had to snap. He'd question Rosa after he fed her. Gripping her shoulder with bruising strength, he ran his nose along the path her finger just traced. Drawing a gasp and shudder from her as her heart beat faster. Then he bit down hard. He was surprised when she didn't cry out. Instead, he felt her struggle a little bit before she relaxed, leaning back against him.

He didn't feed long, but his mind supplied why her scent had that dark smell to it. She was a human female. Their blood was heady when they had their monthly bleeding. And it tasted euphoric. The way she smelled was how she tasted, sugar and vanilla. Though that slight tang, he couldn't place, not that he cared.

After several long pulls, Shuu retracted his fangs from her flesh. He was flicking his tongue over the puncture marks to seal it. He just held her to his chest. The conscious part of his mind slamming back to the forefront, making him instantly regret this even if she invited it by both spoken words, before taunting him. Because now their friendship had changed.

"No, it hasn't, Shuu. I've known since we met you were not a human," Rosa whispered to him.

This had his eyes snapping downwards. To see Rosa's mismatched eyes looking up at him. Her face flushed, but not in anger. No, he was going to refuse to put a name to it.

"How?" He asked.

"My mother... was of Scottish descent. Her family was like the Gypsies. But they were called Druids. I inherited some of her gifts. And that old bat warned me about you," she explained, her voice never going above a whisper. "I made my choice... and... if you... want... The first day of this time every... month..."

Unable to stop himself, again, Shuu rumbled his acceptance of her offer. It would mean he'd be a bit more of an ass. She was letting him stake a claim, though he had to wonder if she knew that about Vampire Culture. Letting her go and stepping back if there was also another reason for this offer as well.

"Good night, Rosa," he muttered and teleported back to the servant's door.

He'd need some time and wouldn't be going back any time soon. This was dangerous. Rosa was officially dangerous in a sense. Though he knew that she would never do a thing to harm him or his family, that he knew somewhere deep in him. He felt more than a little betrayed that she hadn't come to him and told him this sooner. Pretending both of them were ordinary people. Shuu wondered if Edgar was aware of her heritage, or if she had told him before he dismissed it.

TBC!