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Chapter 4

Taco-Whaty?

"AHHH DON'T BITE ME!" I wake up screaming and panting heavily. Franticly I check my neck and sigh with relief. "Well I'm not bitten. Yet."

I observe my surroundings starting with the bed…

It's…pink.

I'm not trying to be rude. It's a nice colour and all but… It's pink. And girly. Whilst we're on the subject of girly, "Who the hell got me changed?" I find myself in a light pink nightgown with my hair in two thick plaits. "I swear if one of those damn pervs changed me then I'll-"

"You'll what, Little Bitch?" I look up to see Laito sitting at the foot of my bed and frown. I'm always getting interrupted around here.

"You're looking awfully sexy in your nightgown. And you're giving off the most wondrous aroma. I'm wondering if you're trying to tempt me, Little Bitch." He starts crawling towards me and I bring my knees up ready to aim a kick in the stomach when who should come in but…

"Hey! Don't try to touch what belongs to Yours-Truly without permission." Ayato decides to pop in. My saviour! Please note the extreme sarcasm.

"Chill Ayato you don't need to be so rough." Laito purrs.

"Hands off her, she's mine." Ayato growls in return.

"Cut it out you two!" I raise my voice.

"What's going on in here?" We all face our attention to Reiji. "Hurry up before we're late."

Both of the other brothers complain like two little boys. "And you need to get changed." He points his attention to me.

"Why? Where are we going?" I ask tentatively.

"I should think that it would be obvious, you're going to school." He almost scoffs.

Well it seem damn obvious now, Tightwad.

I look outside to see the setting sun. "You told me at my arrival that sunlight doesn't affect you. Why the need to go to a night school?" I challenge him.

"Although you're used to an active lifestyle in the daylight we can't abide you to do so. As long as you are in the Sakamaki household you will adjust to our lifestyle."

Oh, I get it. Life really hates me right now! How sweet!

"If this does not suit you, you are welcome to leave at any time."

"You said that if I leave then I'll be dead." I say dully.

"Did you say something?" He questions harshly.

I set my face in an expressionless tone. "Nothing you would be happy with it seems."

"Quit dawdling, hurry up and change into the school uniform I've laid down for you." He gazes at me from the corners of his eyes.

I stare at the uniform before me. I'm not wearing it like that even if you paid me some real big money.

Next thing I know, all of them are gone.

With a sigh I get out of bed and make my way to my suitcase. I gaze at the sewing kit inside and smile fondly over ever fading memories of my mother giving me sewing lessons.

But first, I need to get that diary.

I meekly open the door to find Ayato. "Hi there, you haven't changed into your uniform yet. Yours-Truly would be happy to help you with that."

"Over my damned dead body!" I sneer and slam the door shut again.

Dammit! I exhale as I slide down the door eyeing my new school uniform.

"Well, I have work to do."

.o0o.

To say that Reiji was furious would be an understatement. Even after I insisted that I was still wearing the uniform which I am. I just make some adjustments to it that's all.

Earlier that evening.

I leave the white dress shirt and the black V-neck vest alone. I can handle that much. But wearing a skirt means showing my legs and I am not down for that since I'm living in a house with six vampires. I have some common sense.

I cut away the front part of the skirt and neatly sew the frays shut. Afterwards, I take a black belt from my suitcase and sew the skirt on the inside leaving behind a half skirt which is the school uniform but I can still kick arse in should I need to.

I pull on the shirt and the vest and seeing that it was way too see through for my liking, I shrug on a burgundy-red hoodie that I brought along with me underneath my blazer. I put on black socks and then black jeans and finally put on my belt with my skirt. Suddenly I notice the red ribbon laying discarded on the bed.

I free my hair from its plaits and tie it leaving my hair in a Princess Jasmine style. Then I tie the ribbon around my hair to make it seem as if it was used to tie my hair back.

After giving myself a final check over in the mirror, I tug on my black ankle boots, grab my headphones and my IPod. (Thankful that Subaru didn't break that too) and set out.

Back in the present tense

Sitting in the sleek black limousine, I notice that none of the brothers talk to each other.

"Penny for your thoughts Choco-Pan. What's on your mind?" Ayato asks loudly getting in my personal space.

"First of all, back the hell up. Second of all, don't call me Choco-Pan or else I'm just gonna keep calling you Tomato-Head. And third of all, I have a name which is Eliza so I'd appreciate if you call me so!" I rant getting ready to push him back.

"Shut up. Your opinion doesn't matter to me so I can call you whatever I like. Deal with it." He starts advancing on me further and before I could ready an uppercut to his jaw Reiji snapped his book closed.

"Ayato. How many times to I have to tell you? You will restrict such activities to your private room." He gives a glare through his glasses and Ayato backs off.

"I bought this for you." Reiji hands me a carton of 100% cranberry juice. I flinch at the sight and recall a past I really want to forget.

'She has really weak blood. I recommend for her to drink 100% cranberry juice. It should improve her condition.'

I come back to reality and stare at Reiji coldly. "I don't have weak blood if that's what you're implying."

"I don't care. You shall drink it daily from today and you should always be aware that you are our prey." He returns the stare.

I take the carton with a slightly shaking hand. I hope that I mask it but those hopes vanish when Kanato calls me out.

"Oh look, she's shaking. That's what humans do when they're scared." He turns his Teddy around to face me. "It's really funny Teddy, so take a good look, ok?"

You damned demented bastard.

Seeing that there's nothing else I can do, I pierce the carton with the straw and drink.

.o0o.

We pull up at the school a little while later. Wait a minute let me correct that.

We pull up at an effing palace a little while later!

Seriously though, this damn place is huge! If I'm already getting lost in the mansion I'm going to get abandoned here!

"You're going to be in the same class as Kanato and Ayato, so follow them please." Reiji explains to me.

Great! I'm stuck with Tomato-Head and the creepy teddy kid.

"Alright." I say as I swing my bag over my head to rest on my shoulder.

"Don't do anything stupid, am I clear?"

"…Crystal." I answer blankly.

I enter the classroom to find Ayato slumped over his desk and Kanato laughing almost manically.

I feel chills down my spine. Dude. You are seventeen freakin' years old. Act your damn age and get some sleep.

I look at the chalkboard to see a message written by the teacher.

'Food prep in the home economics room- assemble in the training room at 7:30.'

"Daaaamn. I hate food prep." I groan.

Don't get me wrong I'm a good cook; I just don't see how teachers can expect us to cook elaborate food in one hour!

"Food prep?" Ayato perks up with a sly chuckle.

Uh…Oh…

Ayato drags me and my bag throughout the hallways to an abandoned kitchen.

"Make me the best Takoyaki in the world!" Ayato orders.

I stare at him blankly. ""Taco-whaty?"

"Eh? You don't know what Takoyaki is?" he questions me.

"I come from England and I've been in Japan for a week! Do you really expect me to know what Taco-whaty is?" I justify myself whilst setting my bag aside.

"God you're useless." He sighs and I give him a glare.

"Says the guy who asked me to make them in the first place!" I sigh myself. Well there's no point in going to class now. I take out a packet of chocolate buttons from my bag and have an idea.

"We can make chocolate brownies instead." I suggest.

Ayato's eyes lighten up at the suggestion and we both smile.

A little while later I carefully place the tray into then oven and set the timer.

"How long will it take?" Ayato asks.

"Around twenty-five minutes." I answer as I set the timer aside. "You can help me wash up while we wait if you want."

"I'll do the washing up. You dry." He offers. I stare in shock at his uncharacteristic kindness. "What?" he asks me.

"Nothing." I try to act normal as I roll up my sleeves preparing to start drying.

We work in a comfortable silence for a while before I break the ice.

"Ayato, why do you call me Choco-Pan?"

He scoffs. "It's seems like an appropriate nickname."

"Oh really? How so?" I place the last of the equipment on the draying rack and turn around, leaning against the surface.

"You're the colour of chocolate and you're as flat as a pancake. You're a chocolate pancake. Choco-Pan is a shortened version." He justifies himself.

"Excuse me! But my breasts are fine thank you very much!" I cry out in shock.

"Oh really? Shall I test that theory?" He teases.

"Not if you're immortal life depended on it!" I flick water at him in anger. Bad decision. Very bad decision.

"Oh, you've really done it now." He comes dangerously close to me and traps me against the counter.

Oh dammit Eliza. God, I'll be seeing you very soon.

As I close my eyes in anticipation, I feel Ayato unzip my hoodie and push it aside. My breaths turn shallow and I feel his breath slowly descending on my neck when…

We're both startled by the loud ringing of the timer.

Suddenly forgetting my situation, I barge past Ayato and pick up the oven gloves. I open the door avoiding the hot cloud of steam and ease out the brownie tin. I place it down on the cooling rack with care and marvel at our work.

"Wow! Can we eat it?" Ayato asks in excitement.

"No silly, we have to let it cool first. We can make the ganache while we wait." I answer whilst taking off the oven gloves and heating up the pan on the hob. "Mind getting those chocolate buttons on the counter and some double cream?" I ask over my shoulder.

Ayato grumbles but obliges.

"Thank you." I say as he hands me the two ingredients. One would expect him to give me some room but he awkwardly stands in my elbow space. "Um, Ayato? Mind giving me some room?"

"After you answer me something."

"What is it?" I ask whilst I pour the cream and wait for it to become hot.

"Why do you call Yours-Truly 'Tomato-Head'?" I almost burst out in giggles.

"It seems like an appropriate nickname." I copy earlier words. "Your hair is red as a tomato and as long as you call me Choco-Pan, I'll call you Tomato-Head."

As Ayato suffers a silent shock, I add the chocolate and slowly melt it whilst stirring. All the while I try not to explode with laughter.

A little while later we sit down and enjoy the fruits of our labour.

"This is really good!" I exclaim.

"Of course it is! Yours-Truly made it!" Ayato justifies the reason the brownies taste so good.

I roll my eyes but still keep a smile on my face.

"But you know what would top off the whole thing?" He asks.

"What? Ice cream?"

"Nope. Your blood."

I freeze at the statement.

"I've been holding the urge in since yesterday." He gets up and starts stalking towards me.

"That means you can hold the urge in a bit longer doesn't it?" I back away and stupidly hit the counter. Next thing I know, Ayato holds me in place with one strong hand and starts to unbutton my school shirt with the other.

I squeeze my eyes shut at the sight of his glazed over in blood lust knowing that there's no point in trying to stop the inevitable and hope that it won't be too painful.

I hiss in pain as the two sharp fangs pierce my once perfect neck but still I don't try to physically resist.

"Ayato…Stop it…It hurts too much…" I plead pathetically.

My brains in overdrive. I can't tell the difference between pain and pleasure. On top of all that, my vision is starting to go all fuzzy until I clutch to him being the only reason that I can keep on my legs.

"Seriously, you are such a disgrace." A disgusted voice calls out.

Ayato stops his feeding and I weakly register the fact that Reiji is here. "Reiji…" Ayato grumbles.

"I have told you time and time again to take your private activities to your room and yet you have the audacity to cut class just to feed."

He must have noticed my vulnerable state since he adds, "You'll take responsibility for her."

As I surrender to unconsciousness I think one last thought,

Giving Ayato responsibility of me seems like a really bad idea.

I got the idea for Eliza's skirt from the show RWBY. You can either look at Yang's normal clothes or Blake's outfit in Volume 2 episode 4 on YouTube. Can't think of anything else to say right now.

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