The Eve and The Sacrificial Bride [ Diabolik Lovers ]

Silver Dagger

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A k a z a w a , M i y u k i .

[ Song of the chapter : Walk away - Dia Frampton ]

< 1 : 13 a.m., Thursday; Rooftop. >

"Oi. what're you doing here?"

A voice had pulled me back to reality. My eyes opened as I recognized that very voice. I turned around and to my surprise, I was correct.

It was in fact, a Sakamaki. The youngest one.

"Subaru?" I had said out loud.

"Damn right, now answer my damn question." He scowled.

Geez.

"Uh, well...." I trailed off as I looked away quickly in embarrassment. Geez, this is awkward.

"You're skipping classes, aren't you?" He had asked.

"..." I remained silent and nodded my head slowly.

"Tch. Bad little girl, aren't you?" The vampire could only say out loud, yet I had a feeling a smirk played on the vampire's lips.

"I might as well ask the same thing. What might you be doing here?" I asked as I lifted my head forward to look at him.

"Same thing. Skip classes." He had said, straightforwardly.

"That's isn't really surprising to me. You mostly do that anyways." I had said, closing my eyes.

"Any problem with that?" He had once again said coldly.

Geez, what's up with him?

"I'm seriously not in the mood for arguing. I'm pretty sure you have a problem with me being here." I had opened my eyes, glaring at the albino.

"So if you'll excuse me," I had cut off my line for a moment as I walked towards his side.

"I'll be going." I finished as I then walked pass him.

I had heard him let out an annoyed sound, before I knew it a cold hand had held my wrist tightly.

"Tch. I'm sorry."

I blinked in surprise. That's... Surprising. A Sakamaki apologizing? Now that's something you don't witness everyday.

"Just... Stay, will you? You're skipping classes like I anyways. You have nothing better to do." He had mumbled under his breath. This day gets stranger and stranger. First, the youngest Sakamaki, also known as the coldest and quiet one of the brothers is talking to me as of this very moment. Second, he apologizes to me. Third, he asks me to stay with him?

"... Fine. But do let go of my poor wrist." I had said, calmly.

"Just how do I know that you wouldn't run away?"

"Seriously?"

"You could, you know."

"You don't trust me?"

"Tch, I do. It's just that I overthink, alright?"

"So you have no intention on letting me go?"

"What do you think?"

With that, I let out a sigh. I couldn't answer back nor escape. His grip was strong, if I even run away he might as well detach my arm off my very own body. My thoughts were interrupted as I was dragged next to the albino. Next thing I knew, I was sitting next to him. His gaze was focused on the night's sky. It was pretty beautiful, I could say.