~oO Rebellious Night Oo ~

~Chapter One~

"I bet I know what you're thinking."

"I bet you don't."

"I bet you're thinking about food."

"... Shut up, Eris. You are too."

The dark-haired girl laying sprawled out on the massive bed with a look of disgust on her face takes her time in turning and shooting a dramatic and purposely overdone frown my way. She then resumes her previous activity of glaring at the pink bedcover in utter distaste.

"This is all your fault you know, in a way."

It is my turn to nail her with a frown, turquoise eyes narrowing more so out of confusion than actual anger. "Please enlighten me as to how?"

A huff passes her lips, and it's now I can tell that she isn't nearly as composed as she seems on the outside. I wasn't sure before, but now I can definitely be sure— she's boiling with anger at the situation.

"Well." her grey-blue eyes nail me with a slightly reprimanding look. "If someone hadn't mentioned our plans to go and live by ourselves, then maybe dad wouldn't have felt the need to go so far to make sure that that was no longer possible."

My hands fly to rest on my hips, my eyebrows rising. "It's not like I meant to!" the indignant protest leaves my mouth in a defensive rush. "It just slipped out!"

Eris snorts. "I know it did, but you still said it."

"But I didn't mean to." I grumble, turning my back to her and ambling over to the bookcase that takes up an entire wall. To be perfectly honest, I've been wondering the whole time exactly what type of books a blood-sucking bunch of dick-knobs would read, and I suppose now is the perfect time to find out.

The sound of Eris ranting from behind me reaches my ears but I simply tune it out, focusing instead on the spines of the many crammed in novels. My fingertips trail over the seemingly ancient material of one in particular, but my fingers are off it in a flash when I read the title of Seventy-Seven Ways to Make one Suffer an Excruciating Death and realise that the stiff, red splatters really aren't decorative splatters of paint. I shake my hand out in disgust, as though to rid it of whatever horrifying germs I just got on it from touching some random person's dried up blood. A frown tugs my lips down and I decide it's probably better to skip over that one.

A morbid sense of fascination and amusement comes over me as I read the rest of the novel's names.

Torture Devices: Which one suits you best?

101 Painful Ways to get Information Out of a Captive.

Pros and Cons of an Iron Maiden.

In a sick sort of way, they kind of are what you would expect to be in the house of—

"— a bunch of sadistic vampires! Are you even listening to me?!"

Eris' angry tone pierces through my amusing thoughts at the mini library in front of me, causing me to turn to her in question.

"Nope."

"Meria." my adoptive sister growls, causing me to send her an apologetic look.

"Sorry, Eris." I muster a grin. "I'm listening now."

A sigh passes her lips, and she sits up on the bed, bringing one of the soft pillows to her chest and hugging it. "What are we supposed to do now?"

The slight vulnerability in her tone causes me to hesitate in answering for a second. My eyes widen a little in surprise at how open she's being with her emotions. This whole situation must have shaken her up a lot more than I originally thought. In turn, my own turquoise gaze softens as an attempt at a comforting smile tugs my lips up weakly.

"I... I don't know." I confess quietly, looking down as my eyebrows furrow in concentration. "They said if we try and escape they'll kill us, and to be honest I wouldn't put it past them."

My eyes find hers and my lips form a grim frown. "I can't think of any way we can get out of this alive— they have every advantage over us."

The vulnerable look in Eris' eyes hardens into determination. "Then we'll just have to bear with it." she mutters, resting her chin on the pillow in her arms. "We'll have to try and prolong our survival as long as possible, so that when dad returns he can explain everything to us and get us away from here."

I nod in agreement, a yawn coming over me. I catch Eris giving me a completely serious look.

"Don't do anything too reckless or stupid, Meria." she says, as though warning me. "It could get you killed."

The indignant, offended huff that escapes my mouth at her words does so of its own accord. "It's not like I mean to do stupid things, I can't help it." I grumble, not liking the whiny, childish edge my words have. "And besides, I have pretty good control over what I do most of the time."

A small smile graces my sister's lips, lighting up her beautiful face. "I know." she says. "That's why I'm warning you."

More than slightly stressed from the day's events, both of us climb into the massive bed, mentally and emotionally exhausted. One would think that in a house of thirsty vampires, sleep would be hard to come by, but as soon as our heads hit the pillows, we're out, falling into the deep abyss of dreamless sleep.

oO~DL~Oo

"This is just too weird." I mutter to Eris, who is seated beside me in our new classroom. "I didn't even know night schools existed."

Eris' long, silky dark hair is plaited down her back, almost blending in with the black material of our new uniforms. Her head is resting on her hand, elbow propped up on the desk. A bored expression is on her face, and although it's difficult, if one were to look close enough they would be able to see the raging emotions in the pale grey-blue of her eyes. She may act bored, but she's not feeling it.

At my statement her gaze shifts to me, a slight smile forming on her lips. "Well obviously they do."

A playful glare is sent her way. "Yeah, thanks, I got that."

"That's good; I was worried for a second there I'd have to explain it to you."

I frown at her, my thoughts going back to only an hour or so before when we were rudely awoken by two of the other 'people' residing in the estate. Out of habit my eyes flit to the side where one of those very 'people', Ayato, is assembled slumped on his desk, sleeping. Oh, so he can wake up just to scare the crap out of us but he can't even stay awake in school?

Eris shoots me a knowing look, as though catching onto my thoughts. As though remembering the other person in the room who is currently living under the same roof as us, both of our gazes simultaneously flick to the other one situated one seat from Eris. As I recall it, his name is Kanato, and he is one of the triplets, along with Ayato and Raito, the other one who rudely woke us up before. Both my sister and I watch in fascination as he sits there, oblivious to the world around him, and murmurs to his Teddy, as though the stuffed toy can murmur back. He seems a little on the unstable side, if you know what I mean.

Not wanting to get caught staring so openly, I lean back in my seat and cross my arms, staring at the black board at the front of the classroom. I jerk into a straighter position, however, when I read exactly what is written on the board.

"We have Home Ec?" I groan, slumping forward a bit with wide eyes. "I don't think it would be fair for the kitchen to be burned down on our first day... Eris, wanna ditch with me?"

The aforementioned girl shoots me a glare. "No." she replies curtly. "Unlike some people, I can actually cook a meal and not set something on fire each and every time I do so."

My lips curl in a frown-like pout. "Aww, don't make me go by myself."

"Just stay." Eris attempts to persuade me, probably not liking the idea of either of us ditching on the first day. "You probably won't even set anything on fire—"

"That is a lie and you know it." I say, standing up quickly but quietly, looking around promptly for any teachers or other students. "Well, I'm off. I'll see you in like an hour."

"Meria!" she hisses crossly. "Wait!"

"Nope, I'm out. I don't particularly like the sound of burning to death at school." the words flow from my mouth in an offhanded manner, my hand giving her a slight wave as I slip out of the classroom. Her quiet but angry protests soon fall out of hearing range as I walk further down the hall, no clear destination in mind.

—

"Stupid damn school." the grumble escapes my mouth for what has to be the millionth time in the past half hour. Not a single soul wanders the halls, which is to be expected, of course. It is class time, after all.

"Why does it have to be so flipping big?"

Idly, my mind entertains the thought of whether or not I'll be found out for skipping class. It doesn't seem like I will, but then again I have been known to be wrong. Not often, of course, but it still happens occasionally.

But, all things considered, I'm still a ninja, and getting caught isn't very likely when it's me doing the ditching. I have vast experience in doing this.

With that in mind, I continue ambling down the halls. It is peaceful, in a way, if you disregard the creepy aspect of the silence.

Click, click, click, click.

My eyes widen at the sudden noise echoing in the bare halls from behind me. The hair on the back of my neck stands on end due to being surprised so completely by the sudden appearance of the slight clamour. That noise... it's footsteps. Made by women's stilettos. Are teachers even allowed to wear those things to school?

Nevertheless, this is bad. I can't have one blemish of getting caught stain my flawless record of escaping detection. Biting my lip, I speed up my gait and spot a doorway that doesn't seem to lead to a classroom a little further ahead. This is my chance.

In one fluid motion I swing the door open, slip inside and then shut it once more. I hold my breath as the sound of the footsteps draws closer, my eyes taking time to focus in the darkness of whatever room I've shut myself into. The footsteps come closer yet, causing my heart to beat a little faster in the excitement of the situation.

Finally, they pass, fading away further down the hall. The breath I was holding is let out in one huff, a grin working its way to my lips.

"That was entirely too close. Maybe I should go outside first next time..." I mutter thoughtfully to myself, spinning around and drifting my hand over the wall next to the door in search for a light switch. It finds one, and in the next second almost unbearably bright light floods my vision. Turquoise eyes blinking rapidly, they soon adjust to the brightness. Ow, it's really bright.

"Do you mind?"

At the sound of the irritated voice my head whips to where it came from. Surprise floods my features as my gaze lands on the indolently reclining figure laying over one of the two couches that litter the room. The idle thought passes through my mind that this is a strange room to have in a school. But then I shake it off and return to the issue at hand.

"Not at all." comes my instant reply, a playful grin coming over my face. "In fact, I'd be happy to do it again if you wish."

Recognition registers in my brain at the sight of the tall, white-haired teen glaring at me with rosy eyes. If I remember correctly, that's Subaru, the youngest of all the bloodthirsty fiends currently sharing their abode with Eris and I. He doesn't seem that bad... but really I haven't interacted with him at all, so I can't say that for sure. He could be a rapist for all I know.

...Not the type of thoughts I should be having whilst all alone with him in some teachers lounge.

"I was sleeping." he growls irately, rosy eyes narrowed at me.

"I figured that." I reply with a sly grin. "Unless you shut yourself up in the dark all alone for certain other reasons..."

His mouth drops open a little and it's obvious he's shocked and slightly embarrassed at my words and implication. That quickly turns into anger, however, and he grits his teeth whilst nailing me with a furious glare.

I think I need to stop talking for a while.

"Why would you interrupt my precious sleep?" he snarls, gripping the edge of the back of the sofa as be pulls himself into a sitting position. "Get. Lost."

I scoff a little, taking a subtle step back just for good measure. "No problems there." I say without even thinking. "I have no idea where I even am."

Less than a split-second after I finish speaking, the wood lining of the back of the sofa splinters beneath his hand. My eyes widen a fraction, watching in shock as just the force of his hand gripping the furniture alone crushed it. The strength it would take to do that... I really should shut up.

"Now that you mention it, the coast should be clear, so I really should be going while there's still time left before my next class. Bye!"

And with that, I slip back out the way I came, hurriedly heading somewhere else lest for some reason the scary irate vampire comes out and chases me.

—

There are several degrees of dislike you can feel for someone at any one time. Right now, Meria is sitting in one of the further degrees.

Absolutely simmering with annoyance at her wayward character, once she left I had to endure almost a whole class of doing nothing productive whatsoever. It would have been fine, were the class not so completely and utterly boring. Not to mention, she left me by myself with two of the dastardly fiends we're living with. If that doesn't scream traitor, then I don't know what does.

But I think one of the more main reasons as to why I'm so irritated is because I could have gone with her and escaped this boredom and the somewhat admittedly intimidating presence of the two vampires in the room.

But no, the teacher had to write a decidedly deceptive message on the board saying we had practical Home Ec— otherwise known as cooking. And so, true to our natures I wanted to stay and she wanted to go.

At this very moment, I'm so bored that I'd be willing to take that purple haired kid's Teddy just to see what would happen.

Of course, I'd probably die, but it would be eventful. And you never know, I could survive because vampires have some secret moral laws about killing people in front of other people or something. That's not a very realistic notion, now that I think about it. And taking that kid's, Kanato I think his name is, Teddy probably wouldn't be the smartest thing to do.

No, probably not.

But what is realistic, is the fact that when I find Meria again she is going to be in a world of pain, because how dare she leave me to be bored like that.

The class continues on for what seems like forever, and finally, it gets to a point where I can't even bear to be in here a minute longer. When the bell rings and signals the end of class, it's the most glorious moment of my life. I shoot out of my seat, at the door before anyone can even consider getting up. I storm out the door, angry and irritated in the extreme.

I'm hardly even aware of where I'm going as I storm down the halls, each and every attempt to keep the scowl off of my face dying in vain. The sound of few other students entering the halls reaches my ears, but the information simply gets disregarded. I don't care about all those other prissy students that go to the prissy night school.

If anything—

"Oof!"

I fly backwards, rebounding off of the wall hard. God, I know I can be a little ditsy sometimes, but a whole wall? My butt connects with the floor and I wince because it really hurts. That's going to bruise later.

"Can you not?"

At the sound of the quiet, tired voice conveying slight anger my head whips up, pale grey-blue eyes locking onto the towering form of what I recognise to be Shu, the oldest of the vampiric brothers sharing their home with us.

Oh. So it wasn't a wall, just a cranky-looking vampire. That mends my pride a little bit.

But his words incite a sort of pent up anger in me. In a way, it is also mainly his fault we're living with them— he was the one who agreed to have us live with them.

A glare makes its way onto my face just for him. "No." I retort. "If you don't want it to happen again, then why don't you watch where you are going?"

If anything, the orange-haired vampire looks taken aback. Realising that what I just said to him was, in actuality, really stupid and Meria-like, I take this as my opportunity to leave.

As I make my quick escape, I glance back to see him still standing there in minor shock for a second before he turns to level me with a glare. Right, that's my cue to go.

For the rest of the day, I look for Meria, but she's nowhere to be found. She's not present in any of the classes I attend, and I can't find her in the breaks. I've just about succumbed to worry and lost all anger by the time school is finished for the night.

An old habit takes over and my teeth gnaw at my bottom lip as my feet carry me to the front of the school, where we were dropped off earlier in the night.

"Where's the other one?" the voice suddenly pops up next to me, causing me to jump slightly in alarm. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts I didn't even notice him approach.

I look at Ayato out of the corner of my eye and see him grinning at my reaction. Dear Lord.

"Why should I tell you?" I ask haughtily, shooting the rosy-haired vampire a scowl.

A sly, knowing grin stretches his lips, revealing his razor sharp incisors. "You don't know, do you?"

Alarm washes over me at the fact he managed to guess so quickly. Am I that easy to read? My thoughts are confirmed as Ayato laughs at the look on my face.

"I knew it." he says. "You had this unsettled expression on your face all night. It was most appealing."

I shoot him a weird look. "Sicko." I mutter, a frown tugging the corners of my lips down.

There is a sudden gust of hot air against my neck, making me squeak and jerk away. "You smell so sweet." Ayato murmurs extremely close to my neck. "It won't be too long now. I'm going to be your first everything."

My composure is regained a second later, as I push him away and send him a furious scowl. "Come near me and I'll shank you."

A dark chuckle tumbles from his mouth. "You know, that's exactly what the other one said."

My eyebrows furrow slightly. "Meria was subjected to you as well—?"

My words cut off however, when I catch sight of two people walking our way. The shorter one is walking slightly in front, and the much taller one walking slightly behind, as though making sure the shorter one doesn't run off. Then they move under the light of the lamp post, and I realise who they are.

Meria and... Reiji? What's she doing with the second oldest?

Upon further analysis, she looks a mix between scared, affronted and mentally scarred. Her eyes are wide as she gazes at the concrete in front of her with each step. Reiji's narrowed eyes are locked onto her, like he's prepared to shove her in a potato sack if she tries to run off. Trying to run off would be pretty stupid, and I don't think even Meria is stupid enough to try and do it.

"What the hell did she do now?" I quietly wonder out loud, a slightly sardonic edge to my tone.

They finally reach the group, just as the limo that dropped us off before school pulls up. Meria looks up, eyes catching hold of the white head of Subaru, the youngest. Her facial expression completely changes, morphing into one of anger.

"It's your fault! I got caught because of you!" she cries in anger, pointing at him furiously.

Subaru looks taken aback, mouthing hanging slightly as he comes to terms with the fact that she would do something so bold as to openly accuse him of something.

"It's your own fault for skipping class in the first case." Reiji glares down at my sister, making her frown with the slightest hint of fear hidden in her expression. "And pointing is rude, stop it. Really, your manners are deplorable. Didn't I tell you earlier that if you tried anything rash you'd get a whipping?"

I can see it as Meria forces herself not to flinch, instead crossing her arms and facing the dark violet-haired vampire. She goes to open her mouth to deny it furiously, but someone else speaks up instead.

"I'm going to have to object to that, Reiji. I want to be the one to punish Bitch-chan." Laito cuts in, appearing behind Meria in a flash and placing both hands on her shoulders to keep her stilled as he inhales her scent from her neck. With a shiver my caramel-haired sister shrugs out of his grip quickly, causing Laito to laugh at her reaction.

"Well I object to you all because there's no need for punishment." Meria huffs indignantly, crossing her arms before pointing once more at Subaru. "If you want to punish someone, do it to him, because it's his fault I got caught."

"Awww, but Subaru doesn't even smell appetizing in the least, Bitch-chan." Laito whines, draping himself over her and sneaking in a lick to her neck. She shoves him off with a noise of annoyance and walks over to the other side of Kanato.

"Don't call me that." she snaps. Kanato hardly seems like he notices her next to him, completely focused on his Teddy.

"Why not, Bitch-chan?" the mocking edge in Laito's voice is evident as a smirk slips onto his lips.

"Because I'll start calling you that. Let's see how you like it after a while."

I almost want to facepalm at how childish Meria sounds. As we all file into the limousine, she moves to sit next to me. The second her butt touches the seat I hit her upside the head.

"Ow!" she cries, looking at me with a look of betrayal in her wide eyes as she holds the back of her head. "What was that for?"

"I told you not to ditch." I say, giving her a glare. "Do you know how boring it was? There wasn't even any good food or cooking involved."

"Well, I had to leave. The risk was too much. What if we actually had been cooking? I don't think the teacher would have taken much of a liking to me if I set the kitchen on fire on my first day." She defends in a hushed tone so we don't get in trouble for talking too loud.

"I still don't understand how you can be that bad at cooking. You can't even cook toast."

"You say it like it's my fault." she grumbles, massaging the back of her head before letting her arms drop. "Why'd you have to hit me so hard?"

"Because you weren't only away for the Home Ec lesson, but the rest of them as well! I was alone for a whole day— I mean night!" I accuse lowly, glaring at her.

"That's because I got caught just before the Home Ec lesson ended!"

"Idiot, why'd you get caught?!"

"I didn't mean to!"

"Idiot." I mutter, hitting her upside the head again. She bites her lips in pain, giving me a look like a wounded animal. Great, now I actually feel kinda bad for hitting her.

No! She deserved it!

Later, in our room, Meria finally breaks. "Eris, help me, I can't stand it anymore! There's just so much pink!"

"What are we going to do then, genius? Sleep without blankets?" I snort, nose in a book I found in here about Characteristics of a Vampire. I figured I might as well do some research.

"I'll just use you as a blanket, I can't stand all this pink. It's just so gross and girly."

"How about no." I retort instantly, eyes narrowing as I read something in the book about vampires becoming stronger or something on the Full Moon. Well shit, that's coming up soon.

"Eris." she whines. "Please~ I'm going insane here."

"You're already insane."

"You turd."

My lips twitch at her childish comment. Really, all she is, is a child trapped in an older body. Finally, she gives up and flops onto the bed next to me with a huff. She lays there, silent, for a few minutes, before she gives in to her curiosity.

"What're you reading?" she asks, gazing at me with a completely open and innocent look in her turquoise eyes. Her expression is so unguarded it's alarming.

A smile unwittingly makes its way onto my face. "Characteristics of a Vampire." I answer, showing her the cover. "I found it in here— although I have absolutely no idea why they, as vampires themselves, would have a book like this in the first place."

Meria chews her lip gently in thought as she gazes at the green material of the cover, before shrugging promptly. "Beats me." she says.

"Did you know," I start, finding the information on the page. "that when the full moon comes, it sort of... awakens them and sort of increases their base instincts and whatnot. Like, their senses and everything. Even their thirst for blood will increase."

Her eyes widen at the new information, and I can almost see the gears whirring in her head. She may be an idiot, but she's extremely intelligent when it comes down to it. She finally asks the question I was waiting for, "Isn't the full moon in a few days or something?"

I nod grimly, passing her the book. She takes it and instantly begins reading, leaving me to my own thoughts. Everything is just so strange it's hard to believe. But I do know one thing.

If we want to survive long enough to question dad about this, then we need to be as diligent and careful as humanly possible.

AN:

So. This is new. Eheheh. I probably shouldn't be starting a new story when I have two other that need to be updated but I couldn't help it! But yeah. Review. Favourite. Follow. Tell me what you think. Please.