"What the hell do you want from me this time?!" Ayato was pulling be by my hand towards the school kitchen. I had no idea how he had the access to it, but this bastard had it.

Unfortunately, our rich school had no official private cooks, so poor kids, like myself, were sometimes forced into a mess like this by the rich kids and since my host family was made out of pure blooded vampires - I was their private cook.

"Make what you always do! Takoyaki!" Again? How can someone like any kind of food this much? I mean, Ayato either has takoyaki or blood, sometimes both. There was no variety in his diet, no colours or different tastes. All he liked was takoyaki! I was an awful cook, but thanks to Ayato's constant demands for those doughy balls, I was a professional takoyaki maker!

"For crying out loud, can't you ask for something else?" I whined out. He was dragging me as if I was Teddy.
"Ask for what? Akashiyaki?"
"That's the same thing!" Akashiyaki were similar to takoyaki, just less popular.
"So what do you want me to eat? Potatoes? Stop messing around and start moving your damn feet." He tugged me forwards quite painfully.

"I'm short! I can't walk as fast as you, you superhuman vampire! If you want me to move faster, why don't you carry me?!" This is how Ayato would slow down.
"You're the boss." Ayato suddenly stopped. I had no time to question him, when I saw the world around me spin into a blurry mess. I didn't want to get dizzy, so I closed my eyes. "Up we go to the takoyaki land!" I felt myself rocking up and down and this weird pressure to my stomach area meant that Ayato had thrown me onto his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"Let me go! I was only kidding! Kidding!" I tried to free myself from his grasp, but he only chuckled.
"You know, you were quite right about not being entirely flat." And I felt it. That slap. That slap caused my buttocks to jiggle like a balloon full of water.

"Ayato... "my voice was low and threatening, "Did you just slap my butt?"
"Yep and let me tell you - you have great genes." Should I mention that when he slapped my softest part, he didn't remove his hand from there?

"Ayato, please remove your hand from my booty." Should I also mention that I was wearing a skirt? And his hand was UNDER said skirt?
"Ore-sama will not do as you say, now shut up." Should I also mention that his other hand was on my thighs, sliding up and down?
"If you don't remove your hands from me, I will be forced to do something unthinkable," I growled out.

"HA! As if you could do something to Ore-saMAMMA MIA WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERE?!" I was squeezing my sweet revenge to the dear life.
"Ayato, your booty feels really nice, like damn!" Yes, I couldn't do any harm to him with my fists, but his butt was literally right next to my hands. Riiight next to my palms. Should I mention that I had pretty long natural nails? Oh yeah, say goodbye to your booty, Ayato.

"Have you gone completely nuts?! Let go of my ass, you crazy woman!" He shook his lower part of the body. Yes, you better work it, bitch!
"I won't let go until you do!" I squeezed it even tighter.
"You fucking bitch. This means squeeze war!" Ayato used even more strength. Damn it! His grip was of a completely different league, trained by all of the previous brides, but I won't give up. Not yet! I clung to his well-toned muscles with all my might.

"GAH! You little..." Ayato hissed out through gritted teeth.
"Oh shit!" I yelped out in pain. I was slightly surprised he didn't throw me down from the school's roof, but I guess his urge to compete and win took over him.
"Let me go!"
"Only after you!"

This went on for the entire way to our school's kitchen. Yes, I know. I still couldn't understand why no one questioned us. Why not even a single teacher asked us what was going on... Or better, why was this going on?

When we finally reached the kitchen, Ayato and I both had bruised bottom cheeks. The moment he opened the door, Ayato threw me on the wooden kitchen table.
"Ouch, that hurt, you know!" I threw a mug that miraculously stayed on the table at him, but he dodged it.

"I will hurt you all over!" That sadistic bastard grabbed a broom that was hanging on the wall.
"No, you fucking won't!" I rolled down the table and grabbed a chair. "I have watched wrestling! This shit is not fake right now!"
"Neither is this!" Even though we were both armed, neither wanted to make the first step, so we just stood there, prepared to defend ourselves from any kind of assault. We stood there, tense and on our guards, a far away hawk screeched in the voice of Kanato and hit came to me faster than I could blink. No, it wasn't Ayato, it was Déjà vu.

"You know what, I'm too hungry for this," Ayato sighed and lowered his weapon.
"I'm not hungry, but I agree - you're too hungry for this." If I don't fill him up with my food, I'll have to fill him up with my blood and we don't want that. As I was making Ayato his precious balls, he was intently watching me from the corner of this room. Usually, he would sit and wait, but today he was standing there, scowling at me. I wonder why.

"Hurry up. I'm hungry." Ayato crossed his arms over his chest.
"Well I'm sorry, mister, but I can't hurry it up or it will burn." What an impatient little child he was, but it didn't take long for him to be standing there with a plate full of takoyaki, smiling like a little girl who just received a puppy. I, on the other hand, was sitting on my previous weapon, watching him eat. Of course, it hurt to sit, but I've been through much worse. Despite his appearance, Ayato wasn't greedy - he would usually share his food with me, but today he forced me to put a lot of onions into these dumplings. I hate onions.

"You really don't want any?" Thankfully, Ayato didn't know my food dislikes, so he wasn't trying to force me into eating.
"Nah, I'm good, thanks." I listened to him happily eat, when I felt my phone vibrate. I took it out from my jacket's inner pocket and answered the unknown number.

"Hello?" I hated answering phone calls. They would always make me so nervous and shaky!
'Hi... It's me...' I could not believe my ears. Suddenly, anxiety from receiving this call got drowned by this freezing cold wave of dread. My entire body went numb instantly to the point were I no longer felt my hurting booty.

"A-Andrew?" Before Elara, I had a boyfriend. At first, he was quite nice, attentive and respectful, but as the time went by, he slowly changed. He got cold, snappy and quite pushy. I didn't like how he was treating me and he probably didn't like how I was trying to escape from his moves on me and so we fell apart. Of course, there was some bullshit that left a few psychological scars, but I tried to forget all about him. It was no surprise that getting a call from him right now startled me so much - this call brought back all of the good and bad memories.

'Yeah, it's me...' It was really his voice.
"Why did you-"
'Call you? I saw Elara in the movie theater today and she wasn't with you... I just wanted to ask you how you were doing.' Andrew knew I was dating Elara, but he didn't know that we broke up. She was probably with someone else there.

"Oi! Titless! Who's this Andrew dude?" Ayato threw a toothpick at me to probably draw my attention, but I just sat there, not moving.
"I'm doing fine, how are you?" I answered as if I was programmed to say this. This time Ayato threw an entire burnt takoyaki, but I ignored it.
'I would like to say I was doing good, but... It's been rough for me...'
"How so?" I asked, not wanting to seem rude.

"Can't you hear Ore-sama?! Why did you get pale all of the sudden?" Ayato, tired of his takoyaki baseball, was striding towards me.

'It's just... life has been rough, ya know... I started studying in another city and I am no longer in touch with my friends... I'm quite lonely...'
"But you were so close with those guys." I could remember him and his friends - they were quite a nice squad.
'I've also been feeling bad about how things ended between us. I thought maybe you would like to meet, have a cup of tea and, perhaps, fix these hard feelings between us?' I didn't know what to answer. I didn't want to see his face, but I also wanted to say everything that has been untold since the day we saw each other for the last time.

"I don't know... Everything's happening so fast that I-"
'Don't you want to talk to me? To say something to me? I'm in your city right now. I might not be able to come here for a long time if we don't meet this time...' After hearing this, I somewhat panicked.
"Okay, let's meet. When and where?"
"Seriously?! Who the hell are you meeting with?!" Ayato angrily sat down in front of me, but stood up right away. "Damn sharp nails of yours..."

'Who was that?'
"No one. So when can we meet and where?" Just a little bit longer and this conversation would be over.
'In the park near the shrine. Be there in thirty minutes.'
"But I'm at school right now." And it was really late into the night. What was he thinking about?

'Oh, well I guess we won't be able to meet... I'm leaving this city in three hours. All I did was work for this entire week and now when I finally have some time - you can't come... What a shame.'
"Okay, fine - I'll skip school. You better be there." My hand was slightly shaking.
'I will, trust me. See ya.'
"Bye..." And he hung up. I sat there for a few minutes, unable to stomach what I just agreed to do.

"Do I have to force it out of you? Talk." Ayato's voice snapped me back to reality.
"Oh, I'm sorry. That was my ex." Ayato leaned onto the table like police officers do in the movies.
"Your ex? You mean that chick?" He furrowed his eyebrows.
"No, this ex happened before that ex. This ex is a dude, named Andrew."
"Nah shit, Sherlock," Ayato rolled his eyes.

"Well it's shit for me, Watson, since it just clicked to me that I was manipulated into this meeting." Laito had told me how he and other dudes talk girls into doing and feeling what they want them to do or feel. How did Laito call it? Oh yeah, ahem, 'The art of fuckboys'. Nah, that name was created by me, but you get the point.

"Then don't go, leave him hanging." Ayato leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Nah, I think I know what to do. Would you like to participate in this one?" I stood up.
"If I get to suck your blood in the end, I'm in." Ayato followed me out of the kitchen.

We asked Laito for help and he immediately agreed to be a part of this... thing. We needed another, quite an intimidating person for my plan to succeed, so I black-mailed Subaru and bribed Kanato into my little 'date'. We had little to no time for preparations, so boys were instructed to only do two things: not to hurt anyone and not to kill anyone. And as to why I was bringing four vampires into the meeting with my ex, you might ask? If something goes wrong, and I know it will, I'll have some backup. Vampires were quite possessive, you see, even if they didn't like you, they wouldn't hand you over to anyone. I didn't trust the Sakamaki brothers with my life, no. I trusted them with my death.

"Why the hell do you need me? You have Kanato. I'm pretty sure he could maul this dude on the spot," Subaru was leaning against a tree, with his head turned away from us.
"That's the point. We have you to stop him from tearing that dude apart," I rolled my eyes.
"Then why did you need me and Teddy?" Kanato asked innocently.
"Isn't it obvious? Bitch-chan is afraid to go alone, so she decided to take her 'little brother' together with her~" Laito said cheerfully.

"Then why are you two here?" Subaru shot Ayato and Laito one hell of an angry glance.
"If you two mess up, we will clean the crime scene," Ayato smirked, his fangs glimmering in the moonlight.

"And then we will take our heartbroken little Bitch-chan home~" Laito wrapped his arms around my shoulders from behind.
"And then you will use your chance to use me in one way or another," I muttered.
"Aw, you learn so fast! Your sensei is so proud!" Laito gave me a squeeze.
"Dude, come on, it's cringey when you use random English words." I didn't try to push Laito away because I was quite in a need for a comfort hug or two. I would have never admitted this loudly, but I was honestly scared. You don't always get a phone call from your past.

"Oh look! A guy just came up there. I think this is your date." Laito whispered.
"You know what, I changed my mind. Let's leave this guy hanging and go home. Who wants some blood cookies?" I turned around and hoped to escape, but Kanato caught my hand.

"Not so fast, mortal. I came here for the entertainment and I'm getting it." To my horror, Kanato pulled me after him towards Andrew.
"Listen here... I don't wan to meet this dude! Kanato! Stop!" But no begging stopped his joints from moving.
"Good luck there!" Ayato waved me goodbye.

"Kanato! Stop! Kanato..." I let out a few loud whispers, but in vain. We were almost there.
"Hello, do you want something from me..? Wait..." Andrew noticed Kanato. Despite the fact that compared to his brothers Kanato was small, he was still big enough to slightly hide me from Andrew... But not for long.

"Wait... Is that you,-" I cut him off before Andrew could call me by my name.
"Unfortunately, yes. And unfortunately for me, you're also here." I muttered, not even lifting my head to meet his eyes.

"Well you are here, but who is this dude?" Andrew shot an angry glare at Kanato, who didn't like to be looked at in that kind of way.
"He's my dear brother Kanato," I said with a smirk.
"That's your brother?" Andrew peered closer at Kanatos scowling face. "You don't look alike at all. Are you sure you mom is honest with you all?" I could see from Kanato's red eyes that Andrew needed to shut his goddamned mouth. "I thought your brother was into gaming, not cosplaying," Andrew shrugged and turned around. "You'll tell me later why you brought him with you, now let's go to the café.

"Yeah, you see... I didn't really want to hang out with you, so can I just say something and go?" Andrew stopped and slowly turned around to face me.
"But I already made the reservations. I had to pay quite an amount of money, you know. Let me pay you back for what I did back then, when we were only kids. You don't want me to suffer from this guilt, right? You used to love me, didn't you." This obviously wasn't a question.
"I used to, yes, but now time has changed and-" Just like years ago, he cut me off.

"I wanted to say this in private where your brother wouldn't hear us, but... I still love you, so let's go together. Only you and me." He stretched out his hand that I was supposed to take. But my arms suddenly felt like they were made out of lead.

"Nah, you don't," I smirked. Laito had tried to use this on me many times before, but failed. He later explained that he uses girl's empathy to get what he wants, including her feelings towards him. I've been living with six manipulation masters, so cheap lines like these had no impact on me, even if those lines were said by a guy I used to cherish.

"I don't? But how can you-" This time, for the first time ever, I was the one to cut him off.
"Because you simply don't. Girl knows when she's being truly loved and when she's just a doll, isn't it right, Kanato?"
"Actually, almost all of our brides couldn't tell these two things apart..."

"And now when our Ted talk is over, my hand is itching to do something..." I walked up to Andrew, raised my hand and slapped him as hard as I could. Poor guy stumbled over and almost fell down. Months and months of fighting off vampires do pay off.
"You bitch!" Andrew stood up and slapped me in return. Why was I always getting slapped in the face? But it didn't hurt, not emotionally, not physically.

"Andrew, you shouldn't have done this..." I touched my busted lip and saw blood on my fingers. Honestly, this wasn't the first time he'd spilled my blood.
"You really shouldn't have done this," I smirked.
"Why?" He was about to slap me again, but I punched him in his gut with enough force to bring him to his knees. I never knew my punches could bring down guys to their knees. I think I found a new way to get proposed to.

"Because they might get pissed." I walked behind him and grabbed Andrew by his hair, forcing him to look at the four shadows with red, as my blood, eyes in front of him.
"Who the hell... are they?!" Andrew's face was twisted in pain and fear. So this was that feeling of satisfaction from someone else's suffering.

"These guys are worse than brothers might get. They are self proclaimed owners of mine." I let go of him.
"And we do take care of our possessions." White smirk widened into a grimace from your worst nightmares. Moments later, all birds in the park flew away startled by Andrew's screams.

And no, we didn't hurt him more than I already did. We simply showed Andrew some real life demons. My plan was to scare him shitless and we succeeded. At the end, he was scared shitless, but his pants, on the other hand, were quite full of something. After this whole ordeal, all five of us went to eat some McDonald's.

"Yeah, and my brother here would like to have the biggest McFlurry you can make." I finished our order. There was nothing like eating at a fast food restaurant in the middle of the night.
"I'm sorry, but our machine is-"

"Listen here, do you see these bags under his eyes? They show his lack of sugar and once he needs sugar, he takes sugar no matter what. We had to buy a fifth fridge this month, because others didn't have any ice-cream inside. Now you see your future problem, don't you?" Cashier just rolled her eyes.
"Anything else you might want?"
"Nothing~" I waited for a few minutes to get our food and then walked straight to our table.

"...and then Ore-sama called over there every single bat that was in the park. That dude was crying like a little bitch!" Ayato was telling the same story over and over again.
"We saw it, since we were there, you imbecile," Kanato rolled his eyes as he dug into his ice-cream.
"Man... I've never seen anyone so terrified," chuckled Subaru.

"You obviously haven't seen me and Laito in the same room with a spider, handcuffed to a bed." I shuddered at the memory.
"Trust me, I have," White haired boy bit into his burger. We spend quite an amount of peaceful time there, simply eating and chatting.

When we went home, boys had their share of blood and I had my share of wounds. But if I hadn't been thrown into this mansion, if I hadn't met these brothers, I wouldn't have known the depth of abusive relationships. I wouldn't have known so much and I would have gotten back to dating Andrew. I'm not saying that Sakamaki's actions were forgivable, I'm just saying that in my eyes, they were better of two evils because humans can be worse than demons themselves.