Diabolik Lovers belongs to Rejet.

This fanfic was co-written with Kim Ookami and translated by eightbloom.

Nor so diabolik and nor so lovers

Prologue

White.

Red.

Disordered thoughts.

An unknown place.

That was all she knew when she opened her eyes. The white belonged to the hair of the one at her side, an albino lad with delicate facial features and a weary look. In his sharpened gaze, the red. The confusion... perhaps it was because of the intense pain she was feeling at the back of her head.

As if by inertia, she raised her hand to the spot, making her notice that she was lying down on the grass. Where am I?

"Who are you? How did you get here?" He asked seriously, and with his voice full of distrust.

She looked up at him, disoriented. At first, she felt dizzy, but after blinking a little bit more, she confirmed that she wasn't just in some random woods. Instead, she was lying near to a large mansion. Then she saw the beautiful rose bushes that surrounded it, and started thinking that it was private property or something like that.

"Well... I don't know," she shyly confessed as she looked up to the cloak of stars above them.

It was night time, but the moon was nowhere to be seen. Despite that, her worries weren't about the sky.

She didn't remember who she was or what the hell was she doing there. And her confusion didn't please him at all, who aggressively grabbed her by her clothes and got closer.

"Don't fuck with me!" He exclaimed angrily, "I will not repeat it a third time. Who are you, and what the fuck are you doing in our garden?!"

"I've already told you that I don't know!" She said back using the same threatening tone. "I-I think someone hit me in the head," she added, trying to remember what happened, the blow hurt so bad that there was no other explanation for it. "And who do you think you are to treat me like this?!"

"Ah?!" The boy couldn't believe the nerve of the girl. He's trying to save her ass! "I live here, idiot, and you'd better go before the others find you…"

"The others...?"

Suddenly her voice turned off as her conscience did too.

He stayed bewildered, still holding her by her red diamond sweater. The girl's neck got exposed, as the gravity took claim, her silhouette dropping back to the ground, a particular scent clouded the predator's senses. He noticed then, the blood dripping through her brown hair.

The wound on her head must be open, which forces him to make a decision. He could wait till she bleeds to death, and ignore the matter; he could also wait for one of his five brothers to find her and make her whatever they wanted —a situation that didn't make much difference from death considering how thirsty they were, because Laito completely monopolized the current sacrifice—. Even he could end her life, after all, his silver dagger was with him. Stabbing her through the chest would be so simple like smashing an ant.

Subaru could make a lot of things, yet he chose the most difficult of all of them.

"Tch, goddamit..." mumbled as he got into the house, carrying her in his arms.

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

Yeaaah! I'm so glad to finally have an english translation for "Ni tan diabólicos ni tan amantes"!

Nothing of this was possible without eightbloom!

Thank you so much for all your work :D