#‘shut the fuck up and go back to your stupid fucking mansion DONT ever speak on then again’

[starlooove]

I feel like the way Blud and Gotham are sister cities is the way Crime Alley and the Narrows are

[kyouxa]

Diabolik Lover Chaos Lineage: Ayato Sakamaki (Story 11)

Place: Scarlet Mansion — Living room

Reiji: You won’t be able to beat us. Did you forget that you lost last time already?

Ayato: I didn’t. This time you’ll lose. I’ll show you Ayato-sama‘s true abilities!

Yui: (After all, Ayato-kun is willing to fight! We weren’t planing on this at all)

Ayato-kun! That’s wrong! We weren‘t planing on fighting them!

Ayato: That’s right. You‘re not wrong at all but i‘ll get their memories back like this!

Yui: (What is that supposed to mean?)

Choices

1) — Don’t forget (black) 2) — Good luck (white)♡♡♡

— Don’t forget Yui: Don't forget the real purpose! We said we‘re not fighting them

Ayato: Shut up. I know that

— Good luck ♡

Yui: Good luck! You’re their real brother after all Ayato-kun, they should remember at least something

Ayato: ...Heh, I hope so too

Yui: (Im sure you’ll be fine. Believe in the bond between your Brothers)

end Choices

Reiji: What are you talking about? If you won’t come for me, I’ll come for you instead.

Ayato: Hey, wait! It’s not like that! We just came here to talk!

Both Shu and Reiji are having fake memories, which were planted in your heads by our father!

You haven‘t noticed it, but it’s something like your senses are discomforted or something!?

Reiji: If you’d think of what you just said, it’s stupid

Shu: I have no intention in believing such a silly story.

Yui: But everything Ayato-kun‘s saying is true!

For some reason we are gathered in this place we don’t know about and we’re supposed to fight ...

Reiji: This talk is cancelled now. Come on, fight me now!

*Reiji attacks Ayato*

Ayato: ...ugh!

Shu: ...ah... !

Ayato: ... Ngh! Fuck, why can’t you listen to what I say!

*Ayato attacks Shu*

Shu: I don’t want to hear it

*Shu attacks Ayato*

Ayato: That’s not good, they‘re not listening to me! Chichinasi come here

*Ayato grabs Yui*

Yui: Y-Yes!

(Ayato-kun, he’ll fight while holding into me ...! It's even harder like this… !)

Ayato: ... Ngh! Tch!

Reiji: Why don’t you just handle us Eve? Wouldn’t it be painful to fight against us while protecting her?

Ayato: ...Ngh… !

Yui: (Its like Reiji-san says. I think I'm getting in his way)

(I can’t stay with Ayato-kun like this...)

Shu: Heh, let her go

Ayato: Ngh! Fuck!

*something fell off*

Ayato: Ouch… What? Something fell from the shelf. Was it a lantern?

Yui: W-Wait there are flames spreading... !

Agh! The fire of the lantern’s burning up!  

Ayato: Tch! That’s not good. We‘re going to die if we stay here!

Hey, let’s stop the fight! We need to hurry up and escape! Shu! Reiji!

Shu: ...ngh...

Reiji: ...ah...

Ayato: Hey, what are you waiting for?!

Yui: (Whats wrong? Even if the flames are coming closer and closer, they both won‘t move ...!) 

Reiji: Ngh...

*Reiji faints*

Shu: ...Ngh? What is that?

*Shu faints*

Ayato: Hey, whats going on! I can‘t handle this flames alone! Stand up and do something!

Yui: Both of them fainted...

(Oh, but speaking of that, it was like this when Ayato's memories returned.)

(Symptoms like having a headache or fainting for no reason ...)

Ayato-kun! I think this is the same situation when your memories returned ...

Ayato: So you mean, their memories are coming back?

Ngh, the shelf is breaking! Look out!

*Ayato protects Yui*

Yui: Ngh!

(The nearby shelf burned down already! The flames are spreading with tremendous force)

Ayato: This is bad! The fire is spreading way too fast! We‘ll get locked in here like this!

For us vampires this is actually no problem, but for you as human this situation is pretty bad!

Yui: Ah...

Ayato: We need to get to a safe place! We’re going to die like this!

Yui: ...B-But

Ayato: What is it! We don’t have time

Yui: Now you might be able to get back the memories of Shu and Reiji-san

Ayato: Huh, what do you mean?!

Yui: They need to listen to you because of the fire, you may be able to restore their memories if you do well! 

Ayato: ...That might be true

Yui: Yes. I'm having a strong physical feeling about that —

It may be a chance to remove the lid of their memories, right? If you try to recall on two or more …

Ayato: They might return. But we don‘t have much time. If it won‘t happen quickly, the house will burn down 

Yui: Yes

Shu-san! Reiji-san! Wake up… ahem, ahem, ahem!

(I can‘t get air anymore... ! My consciousness is also getting weaker!)

Ayato-kun… ahem, ahem, ahem

Ayato: Hey, are you okay!? Is it because of the smoke?! Seems like we dont have more time

Shu! Reiji! We won‘t go without you two! Get up now!

Are you two really that weak? I cant remember the eldest Sakamaki Brothers being such nuisance!

Shu: ...

Reiji: ...

Yui: (Can‘t they hear us? We‘ll die if we can‘t get out quickly ...!)

Ayato: Really, those guys

Yui: Look, the pillar is breaking... ! 

(It will fall down on those two like this ...!)

Ayato: Look out!

Here!

*Ayato breaks the pillar*

Yui: Ayato-kun — !

Ayato: Hey, you two — !

Reiji: W-What is...

Ayato: There’s no time for that! You still don’t accept me as your brother, do you!?

What happened to your usual bossy attitude all of the sudden! I won’t forgive you for being like this!

Reiji: ...Ngh!

Shu: ...

Reiji: ...Ayato... ?

Yui: ...Hn!!

(Just now, he said Ayato...)

(That probably means... Reiji-san's memories returned —!)

Ayato: It's really getting serious! It‘s crumbling more and more!

We’ll leave now! Reiji! Shu! Are you awake now!?

Reiji: ...I woke up quite a long time ago. I will escape from here as well. ...Ngh...

Yui: Reiji-san are you okay?

Reiji: Yes, I’m fine. I just got a little headache. Now come Shu, let’s escape from here

Shu: ... Reiji...

Reiji: ... ?!

Yui: Shu-san... ? No way, are you okay!?

Ayato-kun, you need to help Shu-san...

Ayato: What are you talking about! Hey, Shu! Come on, lend me your hand...

Reiji: No, that’s not necessary

Ayato: Hah? What are you saying! I won’t leave him behind!

Reiji: *sigh* I really hate him from the bottom of my heart, but I can’t help it. Now Shu, turn your arm around my shoulder

Shu: ...Y-Yes

Yui: Reiji-san!

Reiji: This is the first and last time I’ll help you. I refuse to do such a thing ever again

Yui: (That’s good. Shu-san will escape together with Reiji-san)

Ayato: Yui, we’re leaving too!

*Ayato grabs Yui*

Yui: Kya!

Ayato: If you hold into me we can escape way faster. Just don’t lose your grips 

Yui: ...Yes. Thank you

Ayato: Okay, we’ll escape through the window! ...Ngh... !

Yui: Ah, Ayato-kun that burn mark... ! Did the fire hit you awhile ago!? 

Ayato: It’s really nothing you should worry about. We need to escape from here now! Yui, we‘ll get going now!

Yui: Yes!

*window breaks*

Place: Scarlet Mansion — Outside

Subaru: Hey, what was that sound just now?

Kanato: How should I know? But as you can see the mansion's burning 

Laito: That’s true. I wonder what happened inside there?

*time passes*

Subaru: I wonder what happened inside there.. ? I wonder if they all are okay

Kanato: Oh, they seem to be alive 

Ayato: Huff, Huff, Huff... we made it. I thought we’re going to die in there...

Yui: Huh?

Ayato: I’m alright. It’s not like anything can stop Ayato-sama at this time

Yui: Well that’s true! Thank you so much for protecting me!

But, what about your burns? Are they hurting a lot!?

Ayato: Nah, I can handle them

Yui: I see...

(During that blazing, he got away with me ... I'm sure he’s trying to act like he’s okay)

Ayato: I still wonder how those two are doing in their situation

Reiji: Ngh... Huff

*Reiji collapses*

Shu: Huff...Huff...

*Shu collapses*

Ayato: Talking about them, we were waiting you know?

Reiji: Huff... We’re glad you decided to wait. We were close to die in there.

Shu: ...Alive

Yui: (I’m happy... somehow we all managed to escape —)

(Without Ayato-kun's words, neither Reiji nor Shu would’ve been safe now)

(After all, I had Ayato-kun with me, who encouraged me the whole time)  

Subaru: Hey, what happened in that mansion just now?

Laito: Yes Yes. Was everything settled?

Kanato: What's actually going on?  Why did you get away with Scarlet's eldest and second eldest son?

Ayato: It's still a mess. The detailed circumstances will be postponed.  There is something we need to do before that 

Yui: ...Yes. You’re right

(We need to check if their memories really returned —)

Shu-san, Reiji-san, do you remember us?

(Since I heard a good response to it earlier, maybe their memories are back) 

(Please, I want them to remember who they are and their real memories —)

Reiji: I finally managed to understand the situstion. I expected our brother to come to my Mansion with quite an annoying scandal.

Yui: Reiji-san... ! You do remember everything!

Ayato: Hehe, an annoying scandal he says. You’re not really wrong

Yui: Ayato-kun! You don’t need to say it like that! 

Ayato: No, I mean it as I said. After all I changed a lot after I met you again

Its your fault that my actions turned out like that thats why youre taking the responsibilities for me, right?

Yui: Uhm, what...

Shu: *sigh* what a mess. Stop being so noisy...

Yui: Shu-san!

Ayato: Heh, seems like your memories are back as well. All thanks to the great me. You should thank me now!

Shu: I´d rather go insane then thanking you for this

Ayato: What you mean!? You can’t even say thanks even tho I saved you!

Shu: Don't make such loud noises. I still have a headache

Yui: (I don’t know the detailed circumstances, but that fire may have shaken the memories of those two)

(Because of that, the lid of their memories finally came off) 

Reiji: I should appologize for my behavior but Im all fine now. Lets work together from now on

Shu: My headache is fading as well

Reiji: Still, I need to thank you for something. We´ve been close to be covered from a pillar which has fallen

Ayato: Oh, at least you´re brutal honest. Are you sure you´re okay since you´re being so nice to me?

Reiji: I dont want to be that way either. My brother who usually acts selfish, defended me so I felt like it

Shu: Including the burns you got from protecting us

Ayato: So seriously not a big deal. Chichinashi was worried about me too

Reiji: Not only that. It seems like I was doing a lot of ridiculous things while my memories were a mess

Yui: (Reiji-san...)

(I can forgive what he did because of how strange his memories were.)

Ayato: If you are saying that now. You should repay me with something once we got home

Reiji: Heh, if you don’t insist.  --Thank you… for your patience. I... Ngh..

*Reiji faints*

Shu: Ngh...

*Shu faints*

Yui: Reiji-san! Shu-san!

(They both fainted. Is it, because of the fire… ?) 

Subaru: Hey, what happened to them?

Ayato: Ah~ I understand them.  When my memories came back, I was as tired as they are now

Yui: Oh, I see.  Ayato-kun also lost consciousness when his memories returned

Ayato: Don't worry, let‘s find a place to rest for them.

Let's go to the forest for now. It would be problematic to stay here

Yui: Yes, that’s right!

Ayato: That’s why Subaru should carry Reiji and Shu

Subaru: Whats with you! Give me a fucking break already

Laito: That's right.  Apart from this, wouldn’t it be better to leave these two here? 

Kanato: I agree. I don’t understand the meaning of getting along

Ayato: Shut up! You still are my servants! Now follow my orders!

Laito: It is only Subaru-kun who became your servant. I have nothing to do with thaaat ~

Kanato: Then Subaru will carry those two spars. I dont have the slightest Intension to help Subaru, so enjoy the suffering

Subaru: Hey, don't push me only! They both are too heavy, even for me!

Yui: (Wow, all six brothers have been together like this for awhile)

(Subaru-kun, Laito-kun and Kanato-kun are still having strange memories ...)

(Let's find a way to return home... !)

[collective-laugh]

Detective AU - Muriel x MC Chapter 4

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three

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Chapter Four: Private Investigations

“You’re looking more miserable than usual, Muriel.” Ludovico leans against the handrail to the back entrance of the Raven, “Which is a feat, considering you always look miserable.”

Muriel lets the cigarette dangle from his lips, still worried about her, hoping that Julian got her back home safely, that he didn’t try anything…

If he found out he so much as laid a hand on her, he’d fucking kill him.

He didn’t really know why he cared so much, and he knew the doctor well enough to know he wouldn’t be stupid enough to try anything...sober.

“‘m tired.” Muriel claims, and though it’s a half truth, he wished he wasn’t so transparent, “Don’t worry about it.”

Ludovico smirks at him, tossing his cigarette butt out in the rain, “Wouldn’t have anything to do with the little broad you walked in with, huh?”

“No.” He answers a little too quickly, a little too sharply.

He raises his eyebrows, unused to Muriel being anything other than quietly benign, and asks, “Who was she anyway?”

Muriel knew it was none of his business, but he didn’t mind Ludovico, and it didn’t hurt to talk to someone, he guessed. That was always Asra’s advice - “feelings” and “talking” and all that bullshit.

“You wanna, ah,” He waggles his eyebrows, “make whoopee with her?”

Never mind.

Muriel rolls his eyes, smashing his cigarette on the hand rail. Trying to talk to people was shit, and definitely something he didn’t want to make a habit.

“She’s a friend.” He claims, which...isn’t a lie. He’s known her for years now, and knows more about her than he probably ought to, considering just how little they talked. Asra liked to talk about her to no end, sparing no detail about just how much he missed her.

He hopes she’s gotten home safely, that she’s managed to fall asleep so she doesn’t muck up her interview with the Countess later.

The Countess...he could hardly believe that the Countess of Vesuvia herself had resorted to a backwater private detective, no offense to her or Asra. She held no real title outside of being insanely rich and being the former wife of the most prominent crime boss in the city.

Lucio sickened Muriel. The thought of him made him sneer again, and the mere idea that someone could pull the right strings and make the right deals with the right people, and all his problems, all the sick shit he did, could just disappear.

“A friend, huh? Well, the last friend I had like that ended up in my bed, compadre.” Ludovico raises his brow, his sleazy intentions obvious, “You could always give her my number if she doesn’t have someone waitin’ for her at home.”

He was about to say she did, that there was Asra or maybe even Julian waiting for her back at the office, that she wasn’t going to be in that dank little hole all on her own.

Maybe it was selfish. It was definitely selfish to want to be the one waiting for her.

He curses himself, wondering when the hell he started considering her as anything more than an acquaintance he kept at arms’ length. He’s itching for another cigarette, especially as he’s facing the stupid grin on Ludovico’s face. Instead of lighting another, he’s looking at the watch on his wrist. It was a quarter past five, which meant he was free to go.

“Maybe.” He says, trying not to sound so cryptic, but, like Asra said, it was a second nature to him.

He debates stopping back by the office. He’d sent Jules home with her around midnight, and he did want to make sure she was alright. But, something she said to him earlier stuck out like a sore thumb, something about how she could walk herself home.

She was still a grown woman, even if she couldn’t really remember who she was, and he wasn’t certain she’d be all too thrilled about his breathing down her neck.

He does light a cigarette, with Ludovico yelling something crude about her after him, and he shuts his eyes for just a moment, trying to steady himself. It had been a long night, and he was so tired, but he needed to check on her, to make sure she got home alright…

The nagging voice in his head telling him to leave her be wins, despite his instincts screaming at him to do otherwise. He walks the opposite direction, straight back home.

His place is small, modest, and...decidedly not comfortable. The landlord insisted on no pets, but as soon as she saw Muriel, she made an exception, considering she claimed, “ruffians’ll go running soon as they see you, boy!” He couldn’t live anywhere without Inanna, he knows, and was thankful to the lady - Nonna Linka, as she insisted on being called - for letting him stay.

She wasn’t up yet, like anyone with sense, so he’s alone on his trek up the single flight of stairs. He isn’t surprised to find his door unlocked, considering the damn thing had been broken for months now, and all but collapses in bed alongside Inanna.

He dreams of her, of happier times, and wishes things were simpler than he made them out to be.

_

She’s scrambling to get dressed.

It’s embarrassing; the first time in months she’s had a case, and actual, honest to God interview with a client, and she’s running around like a headless chicken trying to gather everything she needed. Asra would have been no better, she knew, waiting until the last minute for everything, but she refuses to think of him now, today, at least until she’s gotten this interview over with.

It was a murder case. Not only a murder case, but a case surrounding the Lucio Morgason. It was more than she ever could have asked for, and she was squandering it because she could quite reach the button on her dress.

Once she’s certain she’s gathered everything - and certain that she’s forgotten at least one thing - she’s out the door, only half remembering to lock it and turn the tacky neon signs off. She only barely catches the train to the Heart District, and knows she must look a mess.

A gorgeous socialite looks at her, all legs and brown hair tied up in some elaborate braid, lips painted a red far too improper for the time of day, and arches a perfectly sculpted brow, as if the very sight of her was amusing.

It was enough to send her blood boiling, and remind her exactly what she was here for.

Nadia’s house - estate, mansion, whatever - is only a seven minute walk and a four minute run from the train station, and she makes it with five minutes to spare before she was considered tardy. It takes two minutes to have her looking presentable again, another three to even reach the door and be led inside by a butler - butler! - one to have her coat taken, and another seven before she even sees Nadia.

She’s the picture of perfection, and puts that socialite from the train to shame, effortlessly beautiful with her long, black hair, and long, golden dress. She greets her gracefully, as she does all things, and ensures that they’re alone, beginning the interview in Lucio’s private library, sitting across from one another.

“Can you tell me about the last time you saw your husband?” She asks, subtly looking over to the tape recorder to ensure that it was getting all of this. Her hand stood ready, just in case Nadia said anything important, and she settles into detective mode, trying to calm herself.

“I…” Nadia wrings her hands, eyeing the white gloves she set aside moments before, as if she was debating whether or not she really wanted to hold them. “I don’t remember my husband. The accident…” She shrugs, looking everywhere but at the detective, “I didn’t know where else to turn, detective. The law is thankful he’s dead, and his ‘friends’ are starting to call for my removal.”

“Removal?” She asks, “Removal from what?”

“I’ve been acting as an interim...boss, I suppose.” She finally meets her eyes, “You must understand, detective. This city isn’t kind to us.”

Truer words had never been spoken, but she only purses her lips before asking, “Is there anyone who might have wanted to hurt your husband? Anyone he had any bad blood with?”

“He was not known for his...subtlety.” Nadia hesitates, as if the gravity of the situation was just catching up to her, “Detective, you must know that I’m willing to pay you handsomely for your services. And that the law is not to know of this.” She says it with such vindication, with such authority, that the detective feels like she has to listen.

“Don’t worry about that.” She replies, thankful her voice didn’t betray her nerves, “This conversation will only ever be heard by you, me, and my associate.”

“Asra?” Nadia inquires, like she was quizzing herself to see if she could remember his name.

The detective nods, but moves on, “Did your husband have any enemies?”

Nadia purses her lips, eyes flicking over to the tape recorder before pulling a small notepad from between the chair and its cushion, sliding it across the table toward Nadia, “I, um...I compiled a short list of people it could possibly be, or people who might have wanted him dead.”

The detective flicks through the pages, though the only writing found inside is on the first and second slips of paper. “Consul Valerius…Vulgora...these are his associates, right?”

Nadia opens her mouth to say something, closes it, and shakes her head, “They are...suspicious at the very least.”

The detective purses her lips.

This was going to be a long interview.