THE ARRIVAL

The streets breathed new life. The day, the time, the hour had finally come.

The sons of Karheinz were now walking through the town's ebony gates. At this point you had little need to hide from those around you. They all were intensely enthralled with the spectacle before them. Nothing else mattered to them it seemed. It was not so in the literal, with everyone crowding the gates, all clamoring to catch if only but a glimpse. It was more a sort of air that prevaded the town. The people nearest the gates would linger, whispering amongst themselves as they leisurely made their way through. The character of the entire world had shifted, tensions high. Everyone seemed on edge, everyone beside you for a change. You too had gotten caught up in it all however. Soon you came down from the high and fell into a sort of watchful serenity to the world around you. This new sort of freedom was unprecedented to you. Your only motivation to continue to stay hidden was by your captors words…

"Whomever lays claim to you first"

You peeked from around the corner once they'd come into view. Indeed, you couldn't pass this opportunity up. Even through all your fears, your curiosity reigned. You reasoned with yourself, saying that 'It'd be best to know their faces. They'll be easier to avoid that way.' You knew that wasn't the truth. You were dying to know who exactly these people are, what they look like, which would be the one to...Closing your eyes, you take a deep breath. No. You can't let that happen...Even in the event it has to be, at least you could judge which would be the least cruel. Really though, it felt as if you had to choose between the needle or the blade. Neither pleasant, one simply less painful than the other.

You'd managed to sneak into a shop upstairs that had closed down for the event. Crouching behind the safe by the window, it gave you a decent view of the so called important guests. Lucky for you, the balcony of the storefront laid in direct view of the gates. It sat at a slight angle, slightly turned, thus providing an ideal vantage point

You counted them.

1...2..4...6. There were six of them in all. The lot of them strode in with a sense of indifference in contrast to the town's excitement. To them, it seemed as if this was merely a diversion, like a forced vacation from your superior. Typical, the world dances for them alone and yet they don't seem to give a damn. You held onto every little negative quirk you could about these men, logging it all into your mental list. How could you not think lowly of them? Anxiety ate at you knowing that one of these men would basically 'claim' you like some sort of cheap prize.

Wait. You perked up a bit. One by one they collectively halted at the sight of several other men just out of your view. If something caught their interest, it most certainly held yours. You carefully crept a little further out from behind the safe, making up for it by crouching lower than before. Your extravagant attire didn't help much in the matter, but you made due.

There was four more men accompanied by a young girl. Your eyes widened.

"It's her…" You mouthed, heart slowly sinking within your chest.

The group of six all positioned themselves parallel to the other. The tallest of the latter pushed the girl behind him, as they turned to face them. You gathered what you could hear from where you lay…

"Hmm? What have we here?" The more refined one spoke, adjusting his spectacles as he eyed the group before him.

"Oi, what the hell are these guys doing here?" Another spoke up, his hair as fiery as his manner of speech.

"What a pain…" said one, making a motion to avert his gaze.

The smallest of them all had been gripping his stuffed bear tightly as they spoke. Thankfully they'd finished soon enough; any longer and you were certain he would have completely crushed the thing's head. The embodiment of pure spite, he'd been shooting daggers with his gaze. With a snarl he piped up. "How dare she betray us! You're a filthy traitor just as I thought!"

Fangs bared, he spat such hateful words towards the girl. The tallest of the opposing group merely held her behind him and snarled back; fangs bared. Out of nowhere the boys shrieks dissolved into childish laughter. Ignoring the ferocity in his opponent's expression, he held his bear up to face him. "Hey Teddy...how about we just kill her? She can't be forgiven for such a disrespectful act..can she Teddy?"

"Shut it will you!" Yelled one, fists clenched. "No one wants to hear your bratty ranting!"

"Subaru, Kanato, that's enough." Said the refined one with a distinct frown. "While her actions have proven to be highly dishonourable, you mustn't stoop to her level with such carelessness."

"Aw~ Why don't you lighten up a bit Reiji?" Cooed one with a smirk. "Why can't we all have some fun with the Little Bitch? I bet she'd love it." He shot his gaze over towards her, causing her instinctively shrink back, clinging to her protector's back.

"Ey! Not on my watch you sick bastard!" Sneered he. "The sow belongs to us now ya hear? Eh? Aristocrat swine!"

"Yuma." spoke another in their party. "Let's not do this here."

"Tch." He said, raising his head to look down upon his rivals.

The blonde one chuckled at this. "I guess I shouldn't say what I was gonna then should I~?" He smirked to what seemed to be their leader.

"No, you too Kou. Stop." He replied, visibly irritated with their behaviour. He paused to look down to the smallest of their group. Showing little interest, he merely held his hand to his mouth, nibbling on his finger as if a nervous habit.

Before their banter could continue on, their host arrived. You lept back once you saw him appear. You'd seen him so many times before, yet he still caused you such displeasure. With open arms he greeted them. Welcoming them to his 'beloved' Carnival, he enticed them to enjoy it all to their hearts' content. They all received him with stern acceptance. Daring to peer again from behind your spot, you freeze: staring him down now. You could have sworn that this was your captor, yet he looked and even sounded like a completely different person. You didn't like this, not at all. The possibility of there being more than one man like him in the world made you more than uncomfortable. Your mood completely ruined, you decided now was the best time to slip away - before those beasts were let loose into the Carnival.

Diabolik Lovers, the setting nor characters belong to me. I'm simply crafting a story based upon such.

Nor do I own the title, I have MEJIBRAY to thank for that.

[ AUTHORS NOTE: In response to the lovely review(s); Thank you all and yes there will be that in this story. It won't go how you expect it to go down however - in a good way (╯✧▽✧)╯

Sadists rejoice. When the time comes, this story will hold true to its title. ]