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The night was cold, frigid even as you wrapped yourself deeper into your blanket. Wind howled outside your window and you were surprised there wasn’t a crash of thunder to accompany it. You heard your parents talking down the hall. Nothing too out of the ordinary. They usually stayed up drinking.
You growled and pulled your pillow up over your head. They were way too noisy. And it sounded like they had a friend over or something. All you knew was it definitely wasn’t just them talking. You could care less about what kind of friends they were talking with. You just wanted to sleep.
Right when you were about to go to them and tell them to be quieter, the house was suddenly very silent. The wind still howled outside but the voices stopped. You were a little concerned by the sudden lack of sound but shrugged it off and curled back up in your bed.
That’s when you heard the sound of approaching footsteps. They were heavy and loud. Definitely not like either of your parents’ footsteps. You pulled the covers up to your face, not knowing what to think. Was it a burglar? Your parents? A dream? The footsteps then stopped.
You waited for a bit. Nothing. No sound. Even the wind outside had ceased. You slowly got out of bed to investigate, the floor creaking quietly beneath you. You pause, staring at your door in front of you. You take a deep breath and open it quickly.
You peer out into the dark hallway. Nothing. You sigh in relief. You close the door and turn to go back to your bed. That’s when a hand covered your mouth from screaming and everything went black.

You woke up. The room was brightly lit and your eyes needed to adjust before you could see anything. In front of you stood a man with red hair and a goofy grin on his face. “Welcome to the Vampiredom!”
You sat back in shock, not sure how to process this information. “Th-the Vampiredom?!” You ask. You look around and see a very extravagant room, banners lining the walls. That’s when you noticed another person in the room. A man with quaffed black hair with a stern look on his face.
“Yes. You’re in the Vampiredom.” He responded to your question. “Bu-but what am I doing here? HOW did I even get here?!” You ask, backing away from the two mysterious men. The man with red hair approached you.
“Well, to be perfectly frank, your parents sold you off to us.” He explained. “WHAT?!” You shouted. The man with black hair sighed. “I know it’s a lot to take in, but we’re not keeping you forever. Your parents weren’t that indebted to us.” He pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Diavolo, are you sure this is a good idea?” He asked the man with red hair. “Of course, Lucifer! Afterall, we’ll be tending to her every need. She just has to do something for us every now and then.” Diavolo stated.
You gulped. “Something?” You ask, hoping they’ll elaborate. Diavolo looked back at you. “Ah, yes. Well, something you’ll get to know about us is that we require something only you can provide. Come closer, would you?” Diavolo beckons. You’re hesitant but approach him. Afterall, he never seemed hostile.
Once you get within one foot of him, he opens his mouth and presses the tip of his finger against one of his canines. The fang pierced his flesh easily and a small drop of blood began to run down his index finger. You gasp and stumble back a little.
Diavolo smiles at you and licks the blood running down his finger. “Yes, we are what you would call vampires. We’ll provide you with education, housing and food for the small price of your blood.” The color drains from your face. You were terrified!
Diavolo notices your fear. “Oh, there’s no need to be scared, Y/N! We’ll be gentle and we won’t take enough to harm you. Just a little bit once in a while. And we’ll see to it that you are thoroughly well cared for.”
You’re still a little scared. Vampires? Getting sold off? What was this, an anime?! Lucifer walks towards you. “You’ll be staying with me and my brothers. I’ll see to it that they treat you well.” He places a gentle hand on your shoulder. You feel yourself lose the tension in your muscles as you start to relax.
“I don’t have a choice in the matter, do I?” You ask, hoping there might be some way to get out of it. Diavolo grins. “Nope! But that’s why we’re trying to make it as comfortable as possible.” You sigh. “Ok… I’m just a little nervous right now.” You mutter, trying your best not to lose your cool.
Lucifer looks at your worried expression. “If you would like, I could feed off you a little right now. That way, you’ll know what it feels like and won’t be as nervous.” His hand was still gently placed on your shoulder. You think about it for a moment. If you had to be fed off of anyways, might as well get it over with.
You nod and Lucifer smirks. He pushes your hair out of the way of your neck. He runs his hand down your neck to find the best place to feed from. Once he found it, he leaned in to take a bite. Suddenly, the door slammed open and in stepped a boy with white hair. “Oi, Lucifer! Where’s that human you said we were getting?”
Lucifer growled, pulling away from your neck. “Right here. I was just trying to show her what it felt like to be fed off of before you so rudely interrupted.” Lucifer glared at the boy. “WHAT?! She’s not just yers, Lucifer! I think we should decide who gets to have a taste of her first!”
Lucifer sighs, pulling away from you completely. “Y/N, this is my brother, Mammon. You’ll be living with him and he’s also going to be feeding off of you from time to time.” Mammon steps closer to you, examining you. “She looks pretty healthy. Are you sure we get to feed off her anytime we want?” Mammon asks, turning to Diavolo.
“As long as you give her enough time to heal between feeding sessions.” Diavolo reminded Mammon. “Yeah yeah, what difference does it make?” Mammon looked you in the eyes.
“Oi human, I’m gonna be the one watching over you the most. There’s a lot of vampires in this world so make sure ya stay safe, got it? We might be kind by only taking what’s absolutely necessary, but other vampires wouldn’t hesitate to suck you dry.” You gulp. “Got it.”
Lucifer sighs. “Well, we might as well get you to your new home. You can meet my other brothers there and we can work out a few more things with you.” You nod and follow the two brothers out of the room. What were their other brothers like? You were just wondering how on Earth you would survive in this place. But you sucked it up and followed Lucifer and Mammon into the unknown future.

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As you walked to your soon to be home, you stayed rather quiet. Still processing everything. You were going to be living in a house with 7 strangers to offer them your body. You knew it wasn’t all bad, though. They had promised to take good care of you in exchange for those few times they needed your blood.

Mammon looked at your silent figure walking beside him. “Stop being so scared, would ya human? It makes me think you hate us or something.” Lucifer glared at his brother. “She’s nervous, Mammon. Give her some space.”

“Tch.” Mammon tsked and grumpily followed his older brother. That’s when you noticed the giant house looming in the distance. “Is that the house?” You asked, a little surprised by how big it was. Lucifer nodded. “Yes. The House of Lamentation. My brothers and I have stayed here for hundreds of years and now you will be joining us.”
Lucifer held open the gate for you as you followed Mammon inside the large estate. Upon walking up the steps, Mammon had already opened the door in front of you and stepped inside. “Oi, we’re back!” He called out. “Get yer asses down here and greet our new guest, would ya?” He yelled up the stairs.
“Coming~” A sing-song voice called out. At the top of the stairs appeared a boy with light brown hair and glossy lips. He walked down the stairs happily, humming a bright and cheerful tune. “Ooo! Is this her? She’s absolutely adorable! You’re so cute I could just eat you up!” He exclaimed, reaching the bottom of the stairs.
You gulped. He giggled. “Oh, not like that hun! You don’t have any reason to be afraid of little old me! Hi, I’m Asmodeus, but you can call me Asmo!” He extended a hand for a handshake. You took it. “H-hi.” You stuttered.
He giggled again. “Oh, you’re just the cutest! If you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to come to me, okay?” His demeanor helped calm you down a great deal. He was so bubbly and nice you almost forgot the situation you were in.
“You’re too noisy…” Another boy muttered, rubbing his eyes and yawning. “I was taking a nap. You didn’t have to wake me, Mammon…” The boy eyed you up and down quickly. Mammon growled. “This girl’s gonna be our food source for a while, Belphie. I figured you’d be itchin’ for an easier way to get food.” Mammon retorted.
Belphie yawned again. “She’s cute. I’ll give her that.” Your face heated up from his words. Asmo squealed. “Oooo! Are you getting flustered, Y/N? Your face is even cuter when it’s red like that!” You felt a hand on your shoulder and looked behind you to see someone with blonde hair.
“Calm down, everyone. We can all get to meet her over time. She’s probably scared out of her wits right now.” He sighed. “I’m Satan. The fourth oldest.” He said, extending his hand. You took it. You were starting to calm down a lot more seeing that they were quite normal and not evil like the vampires in TV shows.
“I smell a human.” You heard a voice say. You look towards and see a large male with orange hair walk in. He had a bag of chips in hand and was happily munching on them. Satan nervously put a hand on your shoulder again. “Beel, this is Y/N. We told you about her, remember?”
Beel swallowed and smiled. “Yeah, I remember.” Satan sighed in relief. “Good, and you remember to be sparing when you drink from her, right?” He asked, still keeping a hand on you. Beel frowned. “Yeah, I remember…” He replied sheepishly. He looked up at you.
“I’m Beelzebub. But you can call me Beel.” You nod and smile back at him. Lucifer walks in. “Forgive him. He has the appetite of a whale and we’re worried he might drink too much from you. That’s why we’re being cautious with you around him.” He explains.
You smile. “It’s ok. I understand.” Satan removed his hand from your shoulder seeing that you were safe. Lucifer looked at his brothers. “Ok, it’s almost time for dinner. Who’s on cooking duty?” He asks. Mammon sighs. “Me…” With that, Mammon walks to the kitchen to start on dinner.
“Wait, so you guys eat things other than blood?” You asked. Satan nodded. “Blood gives us energy, sure, but we can survive without it for a while. We don’t have to eat, either, but we enjoy eating. And we all know Beel couldn’t survive without it.” Satan says, gesturing to Beel in the corner who had continued to happily munch on potato chips.
Lucifer looked around the room and frowned. “Where’s Levi?” He asked. “Probably still in his room, knowing him.” Belphie yawned out before curling up on a couch. Asmo nodded. “That shut-in never leaves.” He sighs.
Lucifer looked back at you. “Y/N, why don’t you go get him? It could give you a chance to meet him. His room is upstairs and the second door on the right.” You nodded. But then you became nervous again. “Are you sure it’s okay for me to see him alone?” You asked.
Lucifer nodded. “He might not be the brightest, but he’s not dumb enough to cause you any harm. You should be fine.” You inhaled deeply before sighing. “Ok.”
You made your way up the stairs, the wood of the rails grazing your skin softly. You followed Lucifer’s instructions and arrived at a closed door with blue light leaking from it. You raised your hand to the door and knocked. “What’s the password?” A voice inside called.
You blinked a few times, confused. “Password?” You asked. The voice responded. “Yeah, password. Do you need a definition or something?” The voice sounded irritated. “Lucifer never told me there was a password.” You responded.
The voice froze for a second. “Wait, are you that girl they were talking about bringing here?” The voice asked. “Uhh… Yeah?” You respond. Without another sound the door swings open and an arm drags you inside the room. The door slammed close behind you.
You were plopped down onto a couch and looked up at the boy in front of you. He had blue hair and a long jacket. There were stars in his eyes as he looked at you. “You’re an actual human, right?” He asked. You were confused by his question but answered anyway. “Uh, yeah?”
He immediately ran off somewhere really quick. You used this opportunity to look around the room. There were shelves lined with manga, games and anime figures, a few gaming computers in the corner. A giant aquarium covered one wall and was that a bathtub? Looking closer at the giant aquarium you could see a single small goldfish swimming around.
That’s when Levi came back with an anime case. “Do you know Tales of the Seven Lords?!” He asked ecstatically, practically shoving the cover art into your face. You looked at the cover and realized you had recognized a bit of it.
“That’s Henry, right?” You ask, pointing to the guy in the front with a sword. Levi nodded. “Yeah! So you do know it!” You could tell this guy was beyond happy to meet a human. But that also confused you. Everything as of late confused you, honestly.
“Wait, why are you so excited to see a human? Don’t you feed off them for food?” Levi was taken aback by your question but put it together. “Ah. You see, I’m not good with social interactions a lot of the time. So I order my blood online and they come to me in little packets. I’ve… Never actually fed from a real human before.” He suddenly got really embarrassed.
You smiled at him. You thought he was a little rude at first, but he’s just shy. You ruffled his hair gently. “It’s ok. There’s no reason to be embarrassed by it.” Levi’s face heated up. “G-gah! Human contact! Levi shutting down!” He called out, jumping back. You laughed. He pouted. “Hey, don’t laugh at me. You just said there was no reason to be embarrassed…”
The door creaked open and Beel poked his head in. “Hey, dinner’s ready.” He said, his mouth still full of food. Levi growled before rushing out the door. “You better not eat my food again, Beel!” You got up from the couch and walked out the door, following the two of them to the dining room. Maybe life here wasn’t going to be so bad.

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You follow the brothers from Levi’s room and head down into the dining room. You sat down in the one empty seat and awkwardly ate your food, picking at it a few times to make sure there wasn’t anything weird in it.
Lucifer chuckles. “It’s not poisoned. Please, calm yourself.” You exhale and begin eating your food normally. For the most part, it was a standard dinner. Lots of conversations, a few arguing, nothing awkward which helped you immensely.
It was when everyone had finished eating that things started to be different. Lucifer set down his cutlery and stood. “Alright. Everyone is to join me in the living room. We have matters to discuss. This includes you, too, Y/N.” You gulp and follow the 7 vampire brothers into the room.
They all sat down. You sat down in between Levi and Asmo. “Right, now then.” Lucifer said, adjusting a few papers. “As you all already know, Y/N is our new blood donor. She is going to be staying with us and we shall all treat her with respect and courtesy in exchange for her blood. But I know that we’re all going to fight over her. So, in order to prevent her from going anemic on us, I’m creating a schedule.”
He showed everyone the chart he had made. The way the chart looked, it seemed like you would be fed off of twice a week. Lucifer looks around the room, all of his brothers eyeing each other. “So, who gets to have her first?”
Asmo raises his hand. “Oh! Me! Me! Pick me!” He cheered, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. “I want to be her first! I’ll make sure she thoroughly enjoys herself~” He says, winking at you.
Levi glares at Asmo and pulls you closer to him and away from Asmo. “N-no way! I think I should get her first since it’s my first human feeding.” He explains. Belphie yawns from across the room. “I should get her. I’ve had the least blood out of all of us.”
Mammon growls. “That’s only ‘cause you’re too lazy to look for it as much as the rest of us!” Beel raises his hand. “Excuse me, but shouldn’t we ask what she thinks? She is the one offering her blood.”
The brothers all stare at you and you suddenly feel very put on the spot. Lucifer stares at you. “Well, Y/N? Would you like to choose who feeds off of you first?” He asks. You felt as if all the vampires were staring into you. You were a little scared of what they would do depending on who you chose.
After considering it for a minute or two, you shook your head no. “I couldn’t possibly choose!” You say. Satan sighs. “There’s no point to it, then. Let’s draw lots.” Lucifer nods. “Yes, that seems to be the only way out of this.”
Lucifer took one of the extra pieces of paper and divided them into 7 equal pieces, writing a different brother's name on each one. He placed all of them into a hat and shuffled them around a bit.
He stood up from his seat and approached you, placing the hat towards you. “Y/N. Draw all of our names out of the hat. Whichever order you draw them, that will be our order.” You stare at the hat. This hat was what was going to determine your future. You take a deep breath before reaching in and drawing the first name.

The schedule was complete. Of course, any brother who wasn’t the first one drawn was a little grumpy, but there was nothing they could do about it. You stared at the sheet of paper in front of you that now held such significance.
Mammon
Levi
Beel
Asmo
Satan
Belphie
Lucifer
Mammon did a little fist bump in the air. Levi sighed, lucky he was able to get second. The other brothers just kind of grumbled off to the side. “Well, that settles it. Y/N, this will be your schedule from now on. Expect us to call on you for feedings during our scheduled times.” Lucifer states, making a few copies to hand out to the other brothers.
“Beel, remember to be careful when you feed off her.” Belphie yawns, handing his twin a schedule. Beel takes the schedule, eyeing it carefully. “I’ll try my best.” Beel’s feeding scared you a little, but in a way, you trusted him.
Lucifer handed you something similar to a cell phone. “Use this if you need to contact us. It already has us all listed in your contacts. We will also use it if we need anything from you.” You nodded and took the phone.
With that, the brothers all dispersed to their respective places. Lucifer went back to his office, Satan went to the Library, Beel went back to the kitchen and everyone else (including you) headed back to your bedroom.
You place the schedule on your table and sit down on the bed. The whole situation had finally started to settle and you started to feel less anxious. You rested in your new bed, looking up at your new ceiling, in your new room.
You looked at the time, seeing it was only 8 PM. You didn’t want to go to bed so early, but you were a little tired. Just as you were about to get settled into your bed, your phone buzzed. You looked at it to see someone had texted you.
It was Mammon. “Visit me in my room. Quickly.”

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Your heart beats inside your chest as you re-read the text. Really? He wasn’t going to wait at all? You didn’t think it would happen so soon after the schedule was made. You sighed, taking a deep breath and mentally preparing yourself before you headed to Mammon’s room.
Thanks to your earlier tour, the brothers made sure you knew where all of their rooms were in case you needed something from them and in return, if they needed something from you. You made it to the second brother’s door and knocked.
The door opened quickly and there stood Mammon. “None of my other brothers follow ya here, right?” He asked, looking around you down the hall. “No, I don’t think so.” You said, trying to think if you ran into any of them on your way here.
“Good.” Mammon said before grabbing your wrist and pulling you into his room. The door closed behind the two of you. He let go of your wrist and walked away, grabbing a few things off of his floor. “Sit down on the couch. Make yourself at home.” He mutters.
You sit down on the couch and observe the room. There was a TV, a pool table, was that a car? It amazed you how much stuff was in here. You turn your head as Mammon approaches you again. “I was making sure my brothers weren’t around. When vampires smell blood, they get kinda agitated so it’s for the best that they aren’t around.”
You nod. He comes in front of you and sighs. “Now, I’ll try to be gentle. But I haven’t had fresh blood in a while.” He states, sitting down next to you. Your hands gripped your pants and you started shaking a little. How much was it going to hurt? Would he drain you dry? Would you die?
Mammon noticed how nervous you were. “Hey, ya don’t have to be that scared! I said I’d be gentle!” He exclaimed, a little annoyed. “I know, I’m just a little nervous still.” You say nervously. Mammon sighs. “I know. It’s probably very scary. But I’m super thirsty and once that schedule said I had first dibs, I couldn’t hold off for much longer.”
He scoots slightly closer to you and grabs your chin tilting your head up, his face dusted with a little pink. “Now, I’m gonna kiss your neck first. I don’t mean anything by it! I just gotta find the best place to bite.” He mutters, his breath hitting your neck.
You shivered and nodded. “J-just get it over with…” You state. Mammon slowly connects his lips with your neck and you try your best to keep your calm. His lips drifted across your skin, his fangs poking out slightly and grazing against your skin.
He stopped at a place and placed a gentle kiss on it. His other hand grips your shoulder to bring you closer. He exhales against your skin and opens his mouth, placing his fangs on your neck. It only took him one more second to bite down, his fangs sinking into your skin.
You yelp slightly. The pain was sharp and throbbing. It was a little more painful than your average shot, but not super painful. You felt your body start to shiver as Mammon drained your blood, cold spreading throughout your body.
The hand that once held your chin let go and instead grabbed your other shoulder, holding you in place. Mammon continued drinking for a few more seconds before pulling away, licking his lips. “Your blood tastes really good.” He says, eyeing you like prey. He licks the bite mark, licking off the excess blood.
His lips graze over your neck again before biting in a new spot. He growls into your skin and you feel a weird pain shoot through you, followed by a massive headache. “Ma-mammon…” You mutter, your hands pushing against his chest.
His hands grab yours and push your hands away from him. He pushes you back down onto the couch, his fangs not leaving you as he continues to drink. You whimper as the headache gets stronger and starts to get more painful. Mammon stayed on top of you, keeping you down. It was clear he was acting out of hunger.
“Mammon!” You say a little louder, your vision starting to cloud. Your shout seems to come through to him and he immediately pulls away, a drop of blood streaming down his lips. He looks down to your shaking form under him, your eyes half-lidded and blood leaving your neck.
“Shit… I drank too much.” He mutters, licking his lips. He licks the blood coming out of your wounds. He gets off of you. “C-can you stand?” He asks, clearly concerned about you. You try to sit up but your headache grows and you get a little lightheaded. Mammon pushes you back down onto the couch.
“Don’t try it if ya can’t! Stay here.” He says, getting up from the couch. The pain of the bite marks on your neck still throbbed and your vision started to clear up. Mammon returned with a few bandages and wet wipes. He started treating your wounds.
“S-sorry about that… I haven’t had blood in so long, I guess I kinda got carried away.” He says apologetically. Once your bite marks were all treated, you found yourself very tired. “Can you walk now?” He asks, getting up and reaching for your hand. You take it and he helps pull you up from the couch.
You get on your feet but your legs fall out beneath you. Luckily, Mammon was able to catch you before you fell. “Easy now! Hang on, wrap your arms around my neck.” You do as you’re told and Mammon lifts you up. Your legs wrapped around his waist as one of his hands supported your legs and the other comfortingly rubbed your back.
“You did good, Y/N. You did good.” He whispers in your ear, walking you out of his room and to yours. His embrace felt comforting and you found yourself drifting off and falling asleep on his shoulder.
Mammon listened to your soft breathing as he carried you to your room. He opened the door and placed you down in your bed, tucking you in. You stayed asleep and Mammon watched you. His face flushed pink and he held his face in his hands.
“Oh, shit… I’ve fallen for a human…”

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You woke up the next morning doing pretty well, but your muscles were a little tired. You found that Mammon had left some pomegranate juice on the desk. You were confused at first before you remembered hearing somewhere that pomegranate juice helped with blood circulation.
You drank all of it before getting out of bed. Today, you were supposed to start school. Just as you finished getting dressed into the uniform you found in your closet, there was a knock on your door.
You opened your door a bit. “Ye-” You couldn’t even finish your sentence before the door was flown open. In walked the ever lovely Asmodeus. “Good morning darling! Glad to see you’re doing well!” He walked in and hugged you. He sniffed a little as he hugged you. He sighed, pulling away.
“Mammon, that scumbag. He just attacked you immediately, didn’t he? Oh, you poor thing. Here, I have a few things for you as a little welcome to school gift!” He grabbed your wrist and pulled you down the hall to his room.
On the way, you passed by Levi who had to do a double take. “H-hey! I’m supposed to have Y/N next on the schedule!” He yells out after Asmo. Asmo rolls his eyes. “Who do you take me for? This isn’t for feeding, this is for a makeover!”
Asmo drags you into his room and shuts the door behind him. He sits you down in a chair in front of a gorgeous vanity. He pulls out a few concealers, holding them up to you to match your skin tone.
“Uh, Asmo? I appreciate what you’re trying to do but I think I don’t need a makeover for school.” You say. Asmo laughs. “Oh, this will help you more than you think. Take a look in the mirror, love. Your neck.” He points out.
You look into the vanity mirror and sure enough, two big and obvious bite marks shown on your neck. Asmo finds the concealer he wants and begins dotting it on your neck. “Mammon has always been sloppy with cleaning up after himself. I don’t want my precious little Y/N to be attacked by other vampires at school! We can’t let them know you’re human.”
You turn your head to Asmo. “Wait, they don’t know?!” You ask. He shakes his head. “Nope. And we have to keep it that way. We wouldn’t want you to become some snack, would we? Though, you are one even without being human~” He winks at you.
Your face flushes and you turn your head away from him. He giggles. “Now hold still, sweetie.” He carefully conceals your bite marks and smiles at his handiwork. He puts the concealer away and took out a bottle of perfume.
“This will help mask your human scent. Just make sure you don’t take any showers after gym class. Ok, love?” He says, putting the perfume on your neck. “And I think that about does it! You’re not any more human than us! I would love to give you a full makeover, but we need to head down to breakfast before Beel eats everything!” He remarks cheerfully.
Once again, Asmo was dragging you down the halls. You wondered how well you were going to be able to keep up with these guys. He drags you into the dining room, announcing your guys' presence loudly. “Morning!” He exclaims.
You pull away from his grip and sit down in your respective seat. You quickly get yourself some breakfast. Satan looks up from his book. “What were you two up to?” He asks, a little suspicious. Asmo pouts.
“Oh, come on! I didn’t do anything bad! I merely covered up Y/N so she no longer seems like a human!” He said, rather proud of himself. Beel sniffed the air, still chewing some food. “You don’t smell as tasty anymore…” He says sadly.
Lucifer glares at his hungry brother. “That’s for the better, Beel. We don’t want anyone else to hurt her.” He turns away from his brother and makes eye contact with you. “Y/N, today you’ll be attending school at The Royal Academy of Diavolo. Or RAD for short. Your classes follow this schedule. Please do not be late to any of them.”
He hands you yet another schedule and you examine it. There was a map of the school on the back so you were able to locate your classes. “You have your first class with Beel and Belphie so they can show you to the classroom.” Satan says, gesturing to his two brothers.
Beel nods. Belphie wakes up, yawning and looking at the time. “Aw man… Do we really have to go today? Can’t we just get a break?” He sighs. Lucifer growls. “No. Now let’s get going.” Belphie groans and lazily gets up from his seat.
Beel shovels a few more handfuls of food in his mouth and gets up. You follow the brothers to school. RAD was enormous! Just looking at it made you feel like it was too big to navigate. You stare nervously at your map, making sure you wouldn’t get lost.
You feel a comforting hand on your shoulder. You turn your head and see Satan smiling at you. “Don’t worry. If you get lost, don’t be afraid to contact me.” You smile back at him. “Thank you, Satan.”
You walk into the grand halls of RAD and you see that it's really no different than a human school. Lockers line the walls, classroom after classroom fill up the space and multiple floors. You start to feel a bit more at ease as you follow the twins to your first class.

School was fairly uneventful. You did a few classes, a few vampires were friendly to you, nothing much. However, you did have a little bit of homework to do. You figured you’d start homework as soon as you got home. However, your thoughts were cut short as a hand grabbed your wrist and pulled you into a classroom.
The door slammed shut behind you. The room was darkly lit and you couldn’t see who grabbed you. You were sat down in a chair. “Now then.” An unknown voice said. “You’re going to tell me everything you know about those vampire brothers.”

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You still couldn’t see who was talking to you. The room was too dark. “I, Uh, excuse me?!” You ask, extremely confused. He chuckles. “I see you’re a little confused. I apologize, but I’m afraid I can’t tell you who I am. Now, tell me about the vampire brothers.” He said, getting a little more agitated.
You were starting to get a little frightened. “I-I don’t know! What do you want from me?!” You scream. Suddenly, light poured in the room as the door swung open. Lucifer stood in the doorway, an annoyed expression on his face.
“Care to explain what you’re doing here? Solomon?” He asked the figure. The person, who you could now see clearly, was a seemingly human boy with white hair. He grinned at Lucifer.
“Ah. I see I’ve been caught.” He chuckles. Lucifer’s eyes darken. “You have no business here. None of the vampires here have done anything to require a vampire hunter. So leave.” He says darkly.
Solomon looks back to you. “I’ll talk with you later.” He whispers in your ear. He backs away from you and walks out the door, Lucifer not taking his eyes off of him for one moment. As soon as he’s gone, Lucifer makes his way to you. “Are you alright? He didn’t hurt you, right?” He asks.
You get up from the seat you were so rudely pushed into. “Yeah, I think I’m ok.” Lucifer’s eyes widen and he backs away from you suddenly. You tilt your head, confused. “What’s wrong?” You ask.
He grabs your arm and turns it, a small cut from a splinter had appeared. A small drop of blood welled out of the cut. You gasp. “I’m sorry! It must have been from the chair!” You say. Lucifer grabs your arm and drags you to the nearest bathroom.
He washes the cut and wraps it up quickly. Once the cut was patched up, he let out a sigh of relief. “That was a close one.” He states. “Who was he?” You ask. Lucifer sighs. “His name is Solomon. He’s a very prominent vampire hunter. Here, vampire’s have agreed to be peaceful with humans and we mostly use blood packets. If any vampire drains a human, even by accident, vampire hunters go after them.” He explained. “Solomon has been after me and my brothers for ages. Partly because he doesn’t trust such powerful vampires living freely. Partly because he believes we’ve killed humans. But he has no proof.”
You nod. You suddenly felt very nervous around the oldest brother. “...Have you killed anyone?” You ask him wearily. A short silence fills the air. “...No.”

Lucifer takes you home. “Be a little more careful at school. Just a single cut like that could attract a lot of vampires. And who knows how well they’d be able to hold back their urges.” He lectures. “I understand.” You mutter, a little nervous. He sighs. “You’ll be ok. My brothers and I will protect you.”
You smile weakly. “Thanks, Lucifer.” You head up to your room. You pull out your homework. You get through a few assignments before you start to get really upset. And who could blame you? The truth of how scary this new place was finally dawned on you.
You missed home. You missed your friends. You felt really alone. You get up from your desk and curl up on your bed. The soft blankets comforted you, but it still couldn’t stop you from crying.
Your door opened. “Y/N, I was wondering if you knew how to cook…” Beel stopped his sentence when he saw you curled up on the bed, softly crying. “Are… you ok?” He asked, feeling a little guilty he was going to ask you to cook for him when you’re feeling like this.
You sit up in your bed and wipe your eyes. “I’m fine, Beel.” You sniffed. “It’s ok…” You mumble, tears still flowing down your cheeks. You expected him to just awkwardly leave the room. You heard the door shut. What you didn’t expect was the bed sink below you and two arms wrapped around you into a hug.
“Are we too scary?” He asked, concerned. You chuckled a little. “No, you guys aren’t.” You sniffed again, wiping a few more tears. He smiled. “I’m glad. I wouldn’t want you to be sad here.”
You turned your body to hug him back and he held you tightly to him. Your tears cleared up and you sniffled a bit. He pats your back. “Feeling better?” He asks. You nod. “Yeah. Thanks.” You say.
He smiles warmly. “No problem. Now let’s go get some food. That always cheers me up.” You laugh. “Yeah, let’s do that.” You say. The two of you make your way down to the kitchen to grab some food. After thoroughly raiding the cupboards, the sadness that had washed over you moments ago was lost from your mind.
Satan poked his head through the doorway. “Oh, there you are, Y/N.” He spoke. Beel was currently raiding the fridge. Satan glared at him. “Beel, there better be ingredients for dinner left in there.” He says. Beel gulps. “Say, what’s for dinner tonight?” Beel asks.
Satan sighs. “Honestly, do you ever stop eating? Y/N, Lucifer wants to see you in his study.” He says. “Do you know why?” You ask. Satan shrugs. “Nope.” You pout. “Thanks, Satan. You’re very helpful.” You say sarcastically. He winks. “Always.” He responds.
You pat Beel on the back. “Well, I guess I’ll be going. Don’t eat everything in the fridge, ok?” He nods. You smile and leave the kitchen. A sigh leaves your lips as you wonder why Lucifer wants to see you. Hopefully, it’s nothing too bad.

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You knock on the door to Lucifer’s study, the door surprisingly more ominous knowing that Lucifer resided inside. You almost couldn’t bring yourself to knock on it. “Come in.” Lucifer’s voice called from inside.
You opened the door and stepped inside. Lucifer was sitting at his desk, piles of paperwork on either side of him. He looked up from his work briefly to see that it was you. “Ah, Y/N. Shut the door behind you.”
You did as he said, though it made you more nervous. He put away the file he was working on and motioned to the armchair in front of him. “Please, have a seat.” He said. You took the seat, though you were still a little tense.
Lucifer cleared his throat. “Now then, I have a few things to address with you.” He started. He pulled out a small paper with a list of points on it. How many pieces of paper does this guy have?
“First of all, I would like you to describe your encounter with Solomon for me, the vampire hunter you saw the other day.” He said. You thought back to that day, remembering all of what happened.
“Well, he pulled me into the room and asked me to tell him what I knew about you guys.” You said. Lucifer blinked a few times. “Is that it?” He asked. You nodded. “I didn’t tell him anything. And then you burst through the door.” You said.
Lucifer sighed. “Thank goodness. That vampire hunter thinks that any little thing can and will incriminate us.” Lucifer relaxed a bit more and that made you feel less nervous around him.
“Now that that’s settled, I’m informing you to clear your schedule about a month from now on the 26th. Diavolo is hosting a gala and you shall be accompanying us.” He said. You froze. “Wouldn’t that be super dangerous?” You asked.
Lucifer looked at your worried expression and sighed. “Believe me, it wasn’t my first idea either. But Diavolo insisted on you coming.” He explained. You sighed, smiling at Lucifer. “I guess it can’t be helped.” You replied. Lucifer smiled, relieved. “I’m glad you’re understanding. That was all I wanted to talk with you about.” He says.
You get up from your seat. “I’ll be going then.” You say. Lucifer nods. “Oh, and just to let you know, your blood should be getting stronger from Mammon’s feeding a few days ago.” He says. You knew he meant it in a reassuring way but it just reminded you of how many days it’s been since you were last fed on. Your grace period was up.
As soon as you exit the study, almost as if it was planned, you get a text. “Hey, wanna do some gaming in my room?” The text said. It was from Leviathan. You gulped looking at it.
You don’t remember your last feeding too well because you blacked out but hopefully, Levi was just wanting a friendly video game session and not using it as an excuse to feed from you. You sighed and texted Levi you were on your way.

You knocked on Levi’s door and his voice called from inside. “What’s the password?” He asked. You knew the answer this time since he had told you. “Ruri-chan for life.” You said. The door opened and Levi dragged you inside his room, not unlike he did the first time he met you.
He sat you down on the couch and handed you a controller. Stars were in his eyes again. “Thanks for agreeing to play with me! My brothers generally don’t like to play with me.” He said, starting up the two player video game.
You smiled at him. “I don’t mind.” You said. His face flushed a little. “A-anyways! This game is pretty easy so I figured we could play it together.” He explained. The two of you played the game for a while.
You got it down pretty easily. You weren’t as good as Levi, but you still were able to keep up with him. Eventually, the two of you were taking a small break. “Levi, how long have you been playing video games?” You asked. “Yeesh, I don’t even know how long. For hundreds of years, at least.” He said.
He picked up the controller. “Should we continue?” He asks. That’s when he suddenly drops the controller and holds his head. “Ow…” He mutters. You put a hand on his back, worried about him. “Levi, are you ok?” You asked.
He pulled away from you. “St-stay back! Give me a second!” He shouts. He runs over to a desk and practically pulls the bottom drawer out. He sifts through a lot of stuff. He throws some of it out to get a better look.
You could see what he was throwing out of the drawer. They were empty blood packets. “No, no no no!” He shouts, frantically searching the drawer. “Levi, is everything ok?” You ask cautiously. He turns to look at you.
“I’m out… I can’t be out… Not now…” He says. You notice his eyes gleaming red. It took you aback. “Levi, how long have you been without blood?” You ask. He gulps. “A… a while. I didn’t think about it, ok?! I just got a new game and wasn’t paying attention to my supply.”
You place your controller down and start to back away from him. “Well, I’ll see if the other brothers have some packets…” You say. He stands up and runs at you. You run to the door and try to get it open but are stopped by a hand pushing it closed.
“Not so fast, Y/N-chan… You can’t leave yet… We haven’t finished our game.” He whispers in your ear. It was very clear he wasn’t in his right mind. You turn to face him, looking up at his red, hunger filled eyes. “Le-levi… You’re very hungry right now… Think about this…” You stutter, scared by his eyes.
“Oh, I’ve thought about it.” He growls, grabbing your chin and pulling your face up, revealing your neck to him. His other hand still stayed on the door, leaving you no way out. His lips connect to your neck as he searches for a place to bite.
“Levi…” You mutter, still a little scared of this version of him. He places his tongue on your skin, licking a line up it. “Be quiet, Y/N-chan. Just stay still.” He says calmly. He places his fangs on your skin and bites down.
You bite your lip to hold back a whimper. Your hands grab onto Levi’s shirt as you feel him drain blood out of you. The hand that was once on the door grabs one of your hands in his. The other hand moved behind your head to angle your neck more.
Lucifer was right. This wasn’t as bad as when Mammon drank from you but it was still painful. Levi still had you pinned on the door as he continued to drink from you. You looked down at his face. His glowing red eyes were half lidded now and he seemed a lot less crazy.
As you felt yourself get light headed, you saw the red glow in his eyes fade and his eyes returned to normal. He blinked a few times before pulling away from you abruptly. “Ow!” You shout out, holding your neck.
“S-sorry!” Levi shouted, running to get some paper towels and bandages from his room. He returned to you quickly and helped patch you up. “I’m so so sorry Y/N! I don’t know what came over me!” He apologized like crazy.
You grip his shoulders, feeling your legs start to shake. “No, it’s… It’s ok.” You say. He looks at you, a worried expression on his face. “Did I drink too much? I knew I’d mess up my first drink from a human!” He says.
You shake your head. “No, Mammon took more. You’re fine.” You say, trying to stand on your own. You stumble a little and Levi helps you. “Here, let me take you to the couch.” He says. In a few moments, you’re laying down on the couch.
You start to grow drowsy a little and yawn. Levi takes off his jacket and places it over you. “You should rest. I’ll wake you up if anything happens.” His words were all you needed and you fell asleep quickly after that, curling up with his jacket.
Levi stared at the human now asleep on his couch. A drop of blood hung on his thumb. He licked it clean. His eyes gleamed. He sighs, staring at the beautiful person before him. “Y/N-chan… Why would you be kind to a crappy otaku like me?” He says quietly. He slaps a hand over his red face.
“If you keep doing it, I’ll have no choice but to like you.”

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It had been days since Levi had fed off of you, almost 2 weeks. You now knew the face of a hungry vampire and it scared you. You knew that at any moment, Beel could call you for his feeding, as well.
But, surprisingly, Beel hadn’t. It confused you. Every time one of the brothers had their turn, they were eager to drink from you but Beel hadn’t once asked for you. Except to make him food, that is. But the food was never you.
You were completely fine with Beel taking his sweet time but another certain brother wasn’t too keen on it. It was dinner and the brothers were all peacefully eating at the table.
The brother sitting next to you, however, seemed a bit agitated. Beel gulped down his food and went to get seconds. That’s when Asmo slammed his hands on the table, getting everyone’s attention.
“If you’re hungry enough for seconds, Beel, why don’t you have your drink from Y/N, hm?” He says, annoyed. Beel’s face turned nervous as he stared at you. He gulped a little. “Asmo…” You said quietly, trying to get him to notice you were uncomfortable about this.
He turned to you. “What? I want my alone time with you, Y/N. And I can’t do that until Beel’s had his turn.” He smirks, looking at your nervous face. He caresses your face, pulling you closer. “I can assure you, I’d do more than drink from you. I’d make sure you’d enjoy every second you spend with me.”
He pulled you in closer and nipped playfully at your skin. “Asmo!” You said, trying to push him away. He giggled sweetly. Mammon stood up. “Ay! Get your hands off her!” He yelled. Asmo pouted. “You’re no fun.” He muttered, pulling away from you.
Lucifer sighed. “I suppose it is unfair if a brother never takes their turn. Beel.” He turns to the hungry 6th born. “You have until the end of tomorrow to use your turn. If you don’t, it’s Asmo’s turn.” He said. Beel turned to look at you. Worry filled his eyes.
“Ok…” He said quietly. He pulled away from the table, putting his dishes away. As he left the dining room, he turned to you. “Y/N, once you’re done with dinner, join me in my room.” He said. Now you were nervous. The other two brothers couldn’t hold in their hunger. How was Beel going to do?

You knocked on the door to his room. It took a few seconds, but he opened the door for you. “Please, make yourself comfortable.” He said. You sat down on his bed and watched Beel nervously pace back and forth in front of you.
“Beel, are you ok?” You ask. He turns to you with a worried expression on his face. “I’m starving, Y/N. But I don’t want to hurt you.” He approaches you on the bed. “I’m not even sure if I can hold back myself. But you’re such a great person. What if I do something bad?” He asks.
Seeing him even more nervous than you helped calm you a bit. Something told you he wasn’t going to kill you. He sat down on the bed next to you. “But if I don’t drink from you now, I don’t know if I can hold back until my next turn.” He turned to face you and you hugged him.
“Y/N!” He exclaimed, his mouth starting to water now that your neck was right in front of him. You held the back of his head with one of your hands, the other hand holding onto his back. “I trust you, Beel.” You say.
You hear him gulp a little, breathing heavily. Heck, you weren’t even sure yourself if tempting a vampire like this was a good idea. But you wanted Beel to feel better about drinking from you. No matter what.
Beel needs no time to prepare and sinks his teeth into your skin. You desperately hold in your whimper of pain so he wouldn’t think he was hurting you. A little noise left your lips but Beel didn’t seem to notice as he sucked desperately on your neck.
He grabbed your arm and pulled you onto his lap. He pulled you closer by the small of your back and angled your neck more, allowing his fangs to sink deeper into you. You bit your lip from the pain. None of the other brothers had hit these nerves before so it hurt like hell.
He pulled away from your neck, wiping any blood off his lips and licking it up. He licks up the blood seeping out of your neck and kisses the bite mark. He watches with hungry eyes as blood wells from it once again and runs down your neck.
He licks the blood up once more and looks into your eyes. “I don’t know if I want to savor you slowly or drink until I’ve had my fill.” You stare into his eyes which now burned red. He eyed you like prey. The same eyes Levi had. “Beel.” You say nervously.
The red glow in his eyes faded. “Did I drink too much? Are you ok? Do you need anything?” He asked. You smile at him. “No, I’m fine. Did you drink what you wanted, though?” You ask. The lightheaded feeling the other brothers left behind had not yet appeared yet.
He shook his head. “No. If I keep drinking, I won’t be able to hold myself back.” He kisses the bite mark again, burying his head in your neck. “I just want to savor you for a little bit longer.”
He holds you close to him, his warm breath hitting your neck. You wrap your hands around his back and you feel him smile against your skin. “You’re so warm. It’s so nice.” He mumbles into your skin.
He licks the leaking blood again. “Ok, let’s get you patched up before I crave another drink.” He says. You nod. You tried getting off of his lap but he just pulled you into his arms. “Beel!” You shouted surprised as he carried you in his arms. He looked at you confused.
“But you’re probably weak from the feeding. And besides, you’re not heavy.” He smiles at you. You smile back. “Thanks Beel.” He carries you to the nearest bathroom for bandages.

Satan reads his book peacefully in the library when a sudden scent hits his nose. His eyes flash red for a second before he stands up, walking to the door and opening it. He sees you and Beel walking down the hallway.
He covers his nose. “Y/N, if you keep getting careless with your blood like that, I’ll have no choice but to teach you a lesson.” He mutters to himself, watching the two of you as Beel carries you to your room.
The scent had faded significantly after the two of you left the bathroom but Satan still had the scent in his mind. He closed the door quickly, grabbing his throat gently. “...Packets. I need blood packets…” He muttered to himself before leaving to look for some.

Beel sets you down into your bed. “You must be tired. You should get some rest.” He says. You weren’t tired from the feeding, but it was getting late. You nod. “Alright. Thank you, Beel.” You say. He smiles at you. He exits the room and closes the door gently behind him.
He sighs. He looks at his thumb and notices a bit of dried blood. He licks it clean and his eyes flash red. He remembers your smiling face and his face is dusted pink.
“So warm and delicious… I want to keep her with me forever.”

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You were starting to get used to school. Asmo had been kind enough to give you some of the vampire perfume so you would put it on every day, cover up any bite marks that haven’t healed and go to school. It was pretty peaceful and most of the other students didn’t really bother you.
You were trying to organize all your papers in your backpack when you bumped into someone. You weren’t paying attention and your papers went flying all over the floor. “Ah, I’m sorry!” You say, scrambling to pick up your papers.
The figure you bumped into drops to the floor and helps you. “No, I should’ve been paying attention.” A male’s voice says. He hands you some papers. “Thank you!” You say, looking up from the floor and to his face.
It was a man with dark green hair. His eyes widened as he saw your face. “It’s you!” He says. Now you were afraid you knew him and didn’t remember who he was. “Um, do I know you?” You ask as politely as possible.
He stands up and offers you a hand. “Oh, my apologies. You don’t know me. I work for Diavolo.” You take his hand and he helps pull you up. You dust yourself off, placing your papers in your bag.
“I know about your… Arrangement.” He says. You laugh nervously. “Yeah, I figured.” He smiles at you. “Forgive me. I believe I haven’t introduced myself yet. I’m Barbatos.” He offers you a hand shake. You take it. “I’m Y/N.”
“It’s nice to finally meet you formally.” He says. “Barbatos!” A familiar voice calls out. The two of you look down the hall to see Diavolo. His face brightens up when he sees you. “Y/N! What a nice surprise! How’s your stay been with the brothers?” He asks.
You smile at him. “It’s been well. I haven’t died yet.” You joke. Diavolo laughs heartily. “I’m glad you’ve grown accustomed to life here! I see you’ve met my butler, Barbatos.” He gestures to Barbatos. You nod.
Diavolo grins. “Lovely seeing you again, Y/N. But I’m afraid Barbatos and I have an important meeting to attend to.” He says sadly. You chuckle softly. “I’ll see you again at the gala in a couple weeks.” You remind him. His face brightens up. “That’s right! Barbatos will be there, too! We’ll see you then!” Diavolo waves goodbye. “Come on, Barbatos.” He says.
Barbatos nods. “Coming, my lord.” He turns to you and whispers in your ear. “If you ever want a break from those pesky brothers, the vampire lord’s castle is always open to you.” He pulls away from you. “Ok?” He says. You nod, a bit flustered from how close he was. “Ok.”
He smiles at you one last time before walking away and joining Diavolo. You check to make sure you have all your papers one last time before heading back to the House of Lamentation.

It had been a few days since your last feeding and you knew Asmo was going to be at your throat the second he got the chance. Luckily, he was out clubbing tonight. Satan noticed you were free after dinner and asked if you wanted to read with him in the library.
You nodded. You had been wanting to spend more time with him and this time seemed as good a time as any. The two of you settled down in the library. He pulled out a book he was already reading while you started to scan the shelves.
Satan noticed. “If you can’t find anything to read, might I suggest this remarkable story I’m sure you’d like?” He asks. You sigh in relief. “Yes please. That’d be great.” He smiles warmly and walks over to the shelf, scanning the books.
“It should be right over… Aha! Here it is!” He says pulling one of the books off the shelf. He hands it to you. Just by looking at the title, you could tell it was a mystery book of some kind. “Thanks, Satan.” You said.
“Happy to help.” He says before returning to his seat. You sit in a chair a few feet away from him and the two of you continue to read peacefully for a while.
About an hour into your reading session, however, Satan started picking up a weird smell. He knew this smell well and stood up from his chair and walked across the room. You look up from your book, confused.
“What’s wrong?” You ask. He holds his hand over face, covering his nose and mouth. “Did you, by any chance, happen to accidentally cut yourself on something?” He asks, trying his best not to go crazy.
You look over you. “No, I don’t think so.” You say, making sure you checked your arms and legs thoroughly. Satan backed away more. “I smell it. It’s so clear.” He says. He turns to you, his eyes red. You quickly get up from your seat and back away from him.
“Thank you for the book suggestion, Satan, but I’m afraid I have some homework to do…” You say, backing out of the library. You pull open the library door and bolt down the hallway. You hear Satan’s footsteps behind you.
“Y/N? You know you can’t outrun a vampire, right?” He asks teasingly, hot on your trail. You ran like your life depended on it to your room. You got in and locked the door behind you immediately. Satan pounded on the door. “Y/N. Open the door, please. I just want to talk with you a little more.” You could practically hear the smirk in his voice.
You were afraid he would break the door down but after a few minutes, you could hear his footsteps walking down the hall. You exhaled the breath you were holding in. You started to take off your clothes to try to find where the blood was to patch it up.
When you pulled down your pants, that’s when you found where it was. Your eyes widened in shock as you turned frantically to your calendar. “No, it’s not supposed to be for another week!” You yell.
Coating your underwear was a dinner bell to everyone living in this world. Your period had never before cursed you like it had right now.

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You had officially decided to hole yourself up in your room for the next few days. You texted Lucifer about the situation and he agreed that it was safest if you stayed in your room until everything was over.
It was around 2 AM when your cramps really started to kick in. You didn’t have any pain meds with you in your room but you knew there were some in the hallway bathroom. As you clenched your stomach, you weighed your options. Either be in extreme pain for a while or risk getting caught by a very hungry vampire out in the hallway.
You looked at the time again and realized that none of the brothers should be up at the moment. You sighed and removed yourself from your bed.
You carefully pushed open your door and scanned the hallway. Nothing. You walked quietly down the hallway to the nearest bathroom. You grabbed the pain meds and took them. Perfect. Now you just have to slink back to your room.
That’s when your stomach growled loudly. You groaned as you once again weighed your options. You figured that since you hadn’t run into any of the brothers yet, you were probably safe. It would be a problem if Beel happened to go to the kitchen for a midnight snack. Thankfully, Lucifer often scolded him if he did so he’s been doing it rarely.
You went into the kitchen and grabbed some snacks. Feeling food in your stomach really did help you. You even started to feel the pain meds kicking in. Maybe this period won’t be so bad afterall. You thought to yourself.
Unfortunately for you, you forgot Asmo had not yet returned from clubbing. But you remembered as you heard the front door open and close from down the hall. “Phew! What a night! I can never get enough partying!” You heard the oh so familiar voice sound out from the hall.
You shoved your snacks back into the cabinets and tried to quietly slink back to your room. But just your luck, you tripped over a stool and fell hard on the floor. “Ow!” You shouted involuntarily. You slapped your hand over your mouth as you heard Asmo again.
“Y/N? Is that you, love? It sounded like you fell.” He said. You heard his footsteps approach the kitchen and you quickly stood up and made it to the doorway to go back to your room. That’s when you ran right into him.
“Y/N, what are you doing here so late? And are you ok? Did you fall, sweetie?” He said, sounding a lot more sweet thinking you might be hurt. You laughed nervously. “Yeah, I’m ok. I just tripped over the stool.”
Asmo smiled. “Well, that’s good to he-” He paused and froze. “You didn’t happen to injure yourself when you fell, right?” He asked, eyes flashing red a few times. You backed away from him. “N-nope! It must be your imagination! Goodnight, Asmo!” You said trying to slip past him.
He smirks and grabs your wrist, pulling you into his tight arms. “Not so fast, Y/N. You have no right to run from me. It’s my turn to drink from you.” He says, pulling you closer to him.
You try to push away. “No, Asmo! You don’t understand! I-” You’re interrupted as he lifts your leg, examining it. “I will say, you don’t seem to have any cuts on you from that fall. I wonder where the blood I’m smelling is coming from.”
He sniffs deeper and finally connects the dots. He looks up at you, a sly smile spread across his face. “Oh dear, Y/N. Don’t tell me.” He says. You try to pull away from him but he pulls you tighter.
“Hey now, don’t be like that. I can help. I promise.” He says. You stare at him. “How can you do that?” You ask. He grins. “I might not be able to help with the pain, but I could definitely help remove all that blood from you.”
Your face flushed as you realized what he was suggesting. He giggled at your cute expression. “Just think about it. For the next few days, you won’t have to worry about staining your pretty little clothes. And I get a drink from it. It’s a win win, really.” He explains.
You think about it for a moment. He places kisses on your neck as you think, teasing you as much as possible. You whimper softly as his fangs graze your delicate skin. He pulls away, looking into your eyes with his red glowing ones.
“Well? Do we have a deal?” He asks. You close your eyes and nod. He smirks and scoops you up into a bridal carry. “Asmo!” You cry out, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Shush, little lamb~ Or my brothers will hear you.”
He carries you swiftly into his room and places you down softly on the rose covered bed. He pulls down your pants and underwear. He removes the period product from you and admires your blood soaked lower lips.
He kisses your thigh softly. “Have you ever experienced something like this on your period before, Y/N?” He asks. You shake your head no and he giggles into your skin, giving your thigh another kiss.
“I’ve heard it’s fantastic. You’re over sensitive and ready to take out your emotions any way you can. The only cons is that blood gets everywhere. But I assure you, I won’t miss a drop of yours.” He pulls you closer to him by your legs and leans in closer to your heat.
“Are you ready?” He asks. You nod, propping yourself on your elbows to see what he’s doing. He places his tongue at the bottom of your folds and licks a straight line up. You let out a gasp and he hums contently into your clit, kissing it.
“I bet your blood tastes better like this.” He says before licking another line up your folds. Your hands grip the bed sheets. His tongue moves intricately against you. It was clear he was experienced.
You squirm under his touch and he pushes you down by your stomach keeping you still. “Now now, Y/N. If you move too much, you might stain the bed sheets with your blood.” He giggles before diving back into you.
His tongue slips over your entrance and dips inside. A moan leaves your lips as his tongue dives itself deeper into you. It licks up your walls and gets as much blood as it can.
He hums in delight against your heat, the vibrations giving you more pleasure. The hand not on your stomach gripped your thigh tightly, keeping you close to him. He sucks and drinks your blood leaving you.
Soft moans leave your mouth as he continues, his tongue going faster as he gets more desperate. You felt heat boiling in the pit of your stomach and knew you were close to your release. “Asmo..” You choke out between moans.
He shoves two fingers into you, pumping them quickly in and out of you. “Hmm? Are you going to come for me, darling?” He giggles, licking around your clit. A groan leaves you and your hips start trying to buck into him.
Asmo still had a tight grip on you, though, so your hips weren’t going anywhere. “Come for me. It’s ok if you do.” He says before sucking on your clit. You feel yourself climax and your walls clench around his fingers.
After you finished, Asmo pulled his fingers out of you and licked them clean. He then licked up all the extra juices dripping from you. He made true to his promise. Not a drop of it hit the bed sheets.
He smiles sweetly at you. His eyes were back to normal as he handed you your clothes. “See? Nothing but benefits for the both of us!” He says happily. You still felt tired from just having climaxed. You didn’t want to go back to your room.
Asmo noticed your dreary eyes after you put your pants back on. He grabs your wrist. “Why don’t you stay with me for the night?” He says. You blush and he chuckles. “I won’t do anything, I promise.” You think for a few seconds before nodding in agreement.
He pulls you close to him in a cuddle and pulls the blankets over the two of you. He kisses your forehead. “And if you have any more blood, don’t be afraid to ask for my assistance again, darling~” He watches you fall asleep in his arms, admiring your delicate features.
“Oh, pretty little human. Why do you make it so easy to fall for you?”

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Finally, after what felt like an eternity, your period had ended. You no longer had to hide in your room in fear of the vampires lurking outside. You did take Asmo up on his services once more when the smell of blood began agitating the brothers but other than that, it was pretty uneventful.
You were able to go about your day like normal. You didn’t even have to worry about Satan having his turn for another day. There was also no school today, so you were free to do as you pleased.
That’s when you realized that you hadn’t ever explored the Vampiredom before. You thought about it for a moment and figured with the vampire perfume you had and no visible bite marks, you shouldn’t get into any danger.
You joined the brothers for breakfast, like usual, but then you immediately headed out the door. You managed to snag a map of the Vampiredom from RAD so you were sure you weren’t going to get lost.
Going down the streets, it genuinely made you feel happy in a way. The lights from the buildings showed brightly across the streets. Walking past you were pedestrians. Most of them were vampires but you did happen to spot a few humanoids who weren’t vampires.
You had overheard from Lucifer that Diavolo was planning on making a whole bunch of alliances for the Vampiredom so it made sense there would be such variety in people. The only downside to the Vampiredom looking so beautiful was that before you knew it, you had passed where you wanted to go because you were so distracted.
You look at your map again, trying to figure it out. “Oh, shoot.” You mutter, trying to figure out which way to go. “Ahem.” You hear a voice clear itself in front of you so you put down your map. In front of you stood a man with dark hair and dark skin. He had ears on the top of his head that seemed to move on their own and a tail that swished behind him.
“It seems you’re lost. Would you like some assistance?” He smiled at you. Before you could answer, someone shorter next to him spoke up. “Why should we help her? She’s obviously a vampire…” He mutters. He, too, had ears and a tail but had blonde hair and white skin.
The first man chuckled. “Well, Luke, she may seem like a vampire at first but if you really smell closely, you can tell it’s perfume.” He explains. The smaller boy sniffed the air a few times, his tail wagging. “You’re right! She smells human!” He exclaimed, happy you weren’t a vampire.
However, he might’ve shown his excitement a little too loud. The crowd around you started to take notice. “Did he say human? Where’s a human?” The crowd asks. The taller man chuckles. “I see we’ve made a scene. Quickly, this way.” He says, grabbing your wrists and dragging you down the streets.

The man places down a drink in front of you and sits down across from you. “My apologies. It’s just my friend here has not seen a human for a very long time. We weren’t expecting to find one here.” You shake your head, chuckling nervously. “No, it’s ok. We didn’t get caught.” You say.
The man’s ears perk up. “Oh! Where are my manners? I haven’t introduced ourselves yet. My name is Simeon and this here is Luke. We’re werewolves.” He explains. You nod. “Nice to meet you.” You say. He smiles.
“Well, we should probably get going. We have a friend to meet up with. I hope the drink makes up for the scene we caused.” He laughs, getting up from his seat. You chuckle. “Oh, it’s no problem. Thanks for giving me directions.” You say.
He walks out the door but Luke is a little hesitant. He sneaks closer to you to talk to you quietly. “You are a human, right?” He asked nervously. You laugh. “Yes, I am.” You respond. His face lights up warmly. “A real human! Wow!” He whisper shouts.
“Luke!” Simeon called from the door. Luke jolted. “Coming!” He shouts, chasing after Simeon. You smile as the two werewolves leave and take another sip of your drink. This place sure was interesting. Hopefully, you could at least stay safe in it.

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You were simply minding your own business, chilling in your room when all of a sudden, Mammon breaks down your door. You jolt, although this was not an uncommon occurrence. “Mammon, is knocking even in your vocabulary?” You shout.
He sighs. “No time for your complaints, Y/N! I need help!” He says. You sigh. “What is it this time? Because I’m not hiding you from Levi again.” You say, getting up from your seat. Mammon growls. “Look, it’s not like I’m always getting in that kinda trouble! Listen, I need help on this one homework assignment.”
You roll your eyes. “And you came to me for help because?” You ask, teasing him. Mammon blushes, turning his head away. “N-no reason! Everyone else was just… Busy! Yeah, they were busy.” You chuckle slightly at his excuse.
“Alright, so what assignment is it?” You ask. He hands you the paper. “It’s about some book. I saw you reading it the other day so I figured you could help.” He explains. You mentally facepalm as you read the book title. “Ah, crap. I just returned that book to Satan.” You said.
“Well, then get it back! This assignment ain’t gonna finish itself without it!” Mammon shouts. “Why don’t you get the book if you want it so badly?” You shout back. Mammon sighs, annoyed. “Because Satan won’t lend his books to me, that’s why!” He says.
“He doesn’t just let me take them whenever, though. I have to ask and he’s not home right now.” You explain. Mammon brushes it off. “Whatever! Just get the book, come back, we finish the assignment and you put it back. He doesn’t even have to know it was ever gone!” Mammon says like he had just described a plan to solve world hunger.
You groan and make your way out of the room. “Fine, I’ll do it.” You sigh. Mammon grins and sits himself down on your bed. “Thanks, Y/N! Yer a life saver!” You close the door to your room and make your way down the hall.

You cautiously open the door to Satan’s room. He’s nowhere to be seen. You sigh in relief and close the door gently behind you. You start searching through stacks of books covering the room.
“Come on, it wasn’t that long ago, it should be here somewhere.” You mutter, searching through the books. After a while, you come upon his desk, flipping over some books. After moving a few books, you grab the book you were looking for.
“Aha! Found it!” You exclaim. Suddenly, two hands place themselves on the edge of the desk on either side of you, someone’s chest pressing firmly into your back. “Oh, found what?” A sinister voice rang out from behind you.
Your face turns red as you turn your head around to come face to face with the blonde vampire. “A-ah! Satan!” You exclaim. Satan continued to wear a smile on his face but you knew you were screwed.
“Y/N, didn’t I tell you to ask permission before borrowing anything from me?” He chuckles darkly, grabbing the book from your hands and examining it. “I-I just needed a book real quick. I was going to give it right back.” You explain.
Satan removes his hands from the desk and looks at the book. “Didn’t I just lend you this?” He mumbles, confused. You start slowly slinking away from him, ready to slap Mammon for getting you into this. Satan looks up from the book and chuckles, grabbing your wrist.
“Oh, no you don’t. Don’t think you’re getting out of this that easily.” He says. You groan, knowing that he wouldn’t let you leave, but whatever. “Satan, please. I’m sorry, so just let me go.” You apologize. Satan smiles at you, placing the book on his desk.
“Oh, you seem to have forgotten, haven’t you?” He smirks, pulling out his phone. Just as you were about to ask him what he meant, he pulled up the date on his phone and presented it to you. Your face flushed as you noticed the date.
“That’s right. It’s my turn. You’re not getting away from me.” He says. You sigh. “I just wanted a book…” You mutter under your breath. Satan smirked. “Tell you what. I’ll give you the book and let this all go. Under one condition.” He proposes.
You tilt your head, looking up at him. “What condition?” You ask. He grabs your chin and tilts your head up, pulling you closer. “You have to stay with me all night.” You lose your response as he connects your lips with his.
Kissing him was interesting. His fangs gently brushed against your lips, but he was gentle to not pierce your skin. Your muscles which were tense a few moments ago began to loosen as you melted into the kiss.
Satan noticed and smirked into the kiss, knowing you were enjoying it. He caresses your cheek softly before biting into your bottom lip, his fangs drawing blood. You mewl into the kiss as he sucks on your lips.
He pulls away from your lips and licks up the blood dripping from your lips. He smirks and drags you over to his bed. He pushes you onto it and gets on top of you. “Satan?” You question, a bit concerned on how far he was going with this.
He smiles at you to reassure you. “It’ll be ok.” He says, unbuttoning the top buttons of your uniform. He kisses your neck softly, trailing his kisses down to your collarbone. He rests a moment before sinking his fangs into you once more. You whimper and grip the sheets under you tightly.
His tongue swirled around your skin and you felt a shiver run through your chest as he drained your blood. His eyes were constantly looking up at you, scanning your expressions. He pulled away from you and licked the blood that came from his bite marks.
He stared at you a little bit. Your eyes were half-lidded, chest heaving and your bra showing. His face flushed. He inhaled deeply before letting it out in a sigh. “That’s enough.” He says, getting up from the bed.
You sit up, confused. You had honestly thought he was going to go all the way. “Is something wrong?” You asked. He smiled at you and shook his head. “No, it’s nothing. I just would want your first time with me to be something more… special.” He opens a drawer and tosses you a box of cranberry juice. “Drink up. You’re probably tired.”
You nod and drink it quickly. You finish buttoning up the rest of your shirt and Satan sits down on the bed. “It’s already past midnight. Let’s get some sleep.” He says. You tilt your head. “I’m still staying here?” You ask. Satan smirks. “Of course you are. Unless you don’t want that book.” He chuckles.
You sigh and lay down in the bed, facing away from Satan. He turns the light off and lays down behind you, spooning you. You tense up at first but slowly lean into his touch. Satan enjoyed holding you in his arms and admired you until you fell fast asleep.
He chuckled and played with your hair. The way your chest heaved slowly and calmly made him feel at peace. He kisses the top of your head softly.
“Goodnight, kitten. Next time I get you to myself, I’ll make sure it’s special.”

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Mammon growled and plopped himself down on the couch. Belphie, who was minding his business sleeping on said couch, groggily woke up and glared at his older brother. “What’s your problem this time?” He mumbled.
“Tch.” Mammon retorted. “Satan made a move on Y/N. And right when we were about to study together, too.” Belphie stared at his brother. “What, do you like her or something?” Belphie asked. Mammon’s face flushed and he stood from the couch.
“Wh-what?! No I don’t! Why would I like that human?! Pssh! Yeah, right!” Mammon shouted before leaving the room. Belphie sighed happily and got comfortable again on the couch. “Ah, peace and quiet…” He mumbled into his pillow.
He was having trouble getting back to sleep, however. Y/N, huh… Belphie thought about it. Satan made a move on her? It didn’t surprise him that one of his brothers had already. Afterall, she was a cute human girl and they were some vampire boys stuck in puberty for centuries.
The thing that kept him awake wasn’t the unsurprising fact that his brothers were growing attached to the human, it was the fact that it made him upset. He tossed a bit on the couch. Why should he care that Satan made a pass at her? It didn’t affect him at all.
The more he thought about it, the more upset he got and the harder it was to sleep. For some reason, he hated that he didn’t know where Y/N was and what she was doing. Or even worse, what his brothers were doing with her.
He sighed and reached for his phone. He grabbed it and sent a quick text.

You were flipping through that gosh darn book you managed to get from Satan. Not only did you have to go through that whole ordeal with him, but Mammon’s assignment wasn’t due for a while and he was a massive procrastinator.
You groan and close the book. Just as you were thinking if there were any assignments you had to do, your phone buzzed. You picked it up and looked at what it was. It was a message from Belphie. “Meet me in the attic.” That was all the message read.
You gulped and glanced at the date. “Huh.” You said out loud. It wasn’t Belphie’s turn yet. You still had a few days left before you had to worry about it. You contemplate whether you should go or not.
It wasn’t his turn, so you weren’t really required to indulge him in his request. You technically could just hole yourself in your room until it was one of their turns. But you just enjoyed hanging out with them.
After weighing your options, you sighed and made your way up to the attic. You knocked on the door. A muffled “Come in” called out from inside. You let yourself in and saw Belphie lying on his stomach on the bed, lazily scrolling through his phone feed.
“What did you want me for, Belphie?” You asked, having absolutely no clue why he wanted you here. He didn’t say a word. He just beckoned you over with his hand. You walked closer to him.
As soon as you got up close enough to the bed, Belphie grabbed your wrist and dragged you down. “Wahh!” You called out. You fell into the soft and comfy sheets and Belphie wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you close against his chest.
He smiled. “Ah, much better. Just stay like that.” He said, curling up close to you. Your face flushed and you were confused out of your mind. “Uhh, Belphie?” You questioned. He gripped you harder. “Shh. No talking. Just sleeping.” He muttered against your back.
A few minutes later, you heard Belphie snoring softly behind you. You sigh and make yourself more comfortable against him. You figured you were going to be here for a while so might as well get a nap out of it.
It wasn’t long before Belphie’s oddly comforting presence coaxed you to sleep, the two of you enjoying each other’s company as you slept. Belphie opened his eyes slightly and watched you sleeping. He smiled.
“Huh. Maybe this is why my brothers find you so irresistible.”

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You chewed the end of your pencil, bored out of your mind. To be fair, school was boring in the human world so it wasn’t just the Vampiredom. You look to your left to Levi who happened to have your class.
He was sneakily tapping away on his phone under the desk. It was amazing the teacher hadn’t noticed, but you commended Levi for his commitment to it. You flipped through your stupid textbook which made little to no sense to you.
That’s when you felt your phone buzz in your pocket. Your teacher was in the middle of a lecture and turned back to the board to write down an equation. You quickly pull out your phone and check it. “Meet me after class. I’ll be in room 604.” That was what the text read. A text sent by Belphie.
You wondered what he possibly wanted from you at school. You shrugged it off. Maybe he just wanted to walk home with you. The vampire brothers have been getting rather clingy lately, Mammon especially.

The bell rings and you pack up all your stuff. You sigh, remembering you had to meet up with Belphie. You still weren’t exactly sure what he wanted but it wasn’t too much trouble to meet him in 604. Afterall, it was just down the hall from your last class.
You walk into the room. Belphie was the only one there, sleeping at his desk. You chuckle. “Good grief.” You mutter. You had gotten used to finding Belphie sleeping in random spots.
You walk over and shake him. “Belphie, wake up.” You say. He grumbles and pulls his head off of the desk. “What?” He says groggily. “Class is over. You fell asleep.” You explain. “Ah. I guess I did.” He says sleepily. Belphie yawns.
“Anyways, you told me to meet you here.” You say, sitting on another desk. Belphie stretches, sitting straight up in his seat. “Yeah, I remember.” He says, turning to look at you. “What for?” You ask. He beckons you over. You’ve gotten used to this action, too.
You sigh and stand up, moving closer to him. Once you’re within arms reach of him, he grabs your wrist and pins you to the desk. He pins you down and it startled you how strong he was. “Belphie?!” You shout, both in surprise and as a question.
He smiles down at you. “I’m thirsty.” He says. You stare up at him in disbelief. “At school?! Shouldn’t you wait until we get home?!” You shout, struggling to get out of his grasp. He frowns. “I can’t wait that long. It’s too much hassle.” He explains.
He leans in closer to your neck. “I’ll be quick. It’ll be fine.” He traces his lips up your neck before resting on a spot. He bites into your skin and sinks his fangs into your neck. You whimper slightly as he drinks your blood.
You weren’t sure if you were ever going to get used to the pain that came from a vampire’s bite. You remained pinned to the desk, Belphie hovering over you, pinning your wrists above you with one hand. You struggled slightly under him from discomfort but he held you down.
He pulled away from your neck, eyeing the drops of blood that cascaded down your skin. He licks them up before trailing his lips down and creating a new bite mark just under the old one. You whimper louder than the first time.
The headache you got from Mammon and Levi’s feedings started to grow and the pain started to spread through your body. Your vision blurred and you struggled a bit harder against Belphie. “Belphie, stop…” You muttered. Belphie continued to drink from you.
Your head spun and your vision darkened. You tried desperately to cling onto consciousness but ultimately failed. The last thing you remembered was trying to struggle against him one more time before your hands felt numb.

Belphie noticed the lack of movement from you and pulled away. “Y/N? Are you awake?” He asks. You have no response. He sighs, his brows furrowing in regret. “I drank too much…” He mutters under his breath.
He quickly reaches into his bag, pulling out bandages and gauze. He cleans you up and caresses your cheek gently. “I didn’t mean to drink so much…” He sighs sadly. “I gotta get Beel. I can’t carry her home by myself.” He slips off his jacket and places it over your unconscious body.
Belphie steps out of the classroom and closes the door behind him. “Unbelievable.” A dark voice said next to the door. Belphie scowls and turns to look at his brother who was practically fuming with rage.
“What? There were no rules about where we were allowed to drink from her.” Belphie explains. Lucifer crosses his arms firmly, a glare present on his face. “I smelt her blood and came running. You’re lucky I stayed here outside. Many of the students wandered over trying to investigate. I told them it was a spill from one of the human anatomy teachers’ classes.” Lucifer said.
Belphie sighed. “I’m getting Beel to help me take her home. If you’re so concerned about her, you can watch her.” He growls, going off to find Beel. Lucifer sighs and walks into the classroom.
He approaches your sleeping self on top of the desk. He brushes some of your hair out of your face. “My goodness, you’re a lot more desirable than I think we initially anticipated.” He muttered. A pink blush dusted his cheeks. “Not that I mind that.”

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You open your eyes slowly. You had probably one of the worst headaches ever and every part of you felt numb. You groan and close your eyes again. That’s when you realized you were moving but not on your own.
“Oh, are you awake?” Asks a familiar voice. “Beel?” You question, your voice quiet. You now realized that you were on Beel’s back and he was carrying you. “Yeah. Belphie drank a little too much so I’m carrying you back home.” He explains.
You groan again and nuzzle your face into Beel’s jacket. To be perfectly honest, you wanted to just stay there. Beel opened the gate to the House of Lamentation, one arm still holding your legs.
“If it matters, Belphie was really sorry when he drank too much from you. He felt really bad about it.” Beel says. Your arms wrap around Beel tighter as you start to get feeling in your muscles again. “Can you just take me to my room, please?” You ask, muttering your words into Beel’s shoulder.
He nods. “Sure thing.” It’s not long before Beel had placed you down gently into your bed and you were ready to go back to sleep. Sure enough, it took you about one minute before you fell asleep.

You woke up, feeling very hungry. You reach for your phone to read the time. For the most part, you felt all better. Your muscles weren’t numb anymore and the headache was almost non-existent.
The clock on your phone read about 3 AM. You groan again, followed by your stomach growling. You sigh, sliding out of bed and making your way to the kitchen. I didn’t get dinner and I had my blood drained. No wonder I’m starving… You thought to yourself.
You made it to the kitchen and no Beel in sight. You begin raiding cabinets and gorging yourself on anything that sounds appetizing. You were in the middle of your snack run when a voice called out down the hall.
“Who’s there? Beel, if you’re raiding the kitchen again, I won’t be as nice as last time.” You nearly choked on the cookie you were chewing on. Shit, it’s Lucifer. You quickly stuff your snacks back into the cupboards.
You turned to the door but Lucifer was standing in the doorway. “Oh, it you, Y/N.” He says. You gulp down a few more cookie crumbs before straightening yourself out. “I’m sorry, I got hungry and I didn’t want to wait until morning.” You explain.
You were sure you were gonna get your ass whooped for this one. Instead, Lucifer let out a sigh. “I’m sure you must be. Belphie drank quite a lot from you and you slept for the rest of the day. You’d be hungry even if you hadn’t missed out on dinner.”
You now wore a shocked expression on your face. You never knew Lucifer could be… Nice. Lucifer walks into the kitchen and opens up the fridge. “I saved you a plate from dinner. You can have that. Just try not to make too much noise. We don’t want Beel in here.”
You nodded and placed the plate in the microwave, starting to heat it up. Lucifer yawns before turning to the coffee maker, pouring himself a cup of no doubt cold coffee. You stare at him. “Were you still up when you found me in here?” You asked.
He nodded, taking a sip of his coffee. “I was doing some paperwork from Diavolo when I heard you. I still have a few files to get through.” He said. The microwave beeped and you quickly took your plate out of it.
“Do you need help with it?” You ask. You didn’t really want to do paperwork this late at night, but you did feel bad for him. Lucifer shakes his head. “No, I’ll get it done soon. Thank you for your concern, though.” You nod and awkwardly shove your food in your mouth.
Lucifer walks out of the kitchen, mug in hand. “Oh, don’t forget. The gala is in a few days. I suggest you ask Asmo to take you clothes shopping for suitable clothing to wear.” He says before walking away down the hall.
You gulp down your food, panic flashing through your mind. You had totally forgotten about it. You quickly finish your food and make it back to your room, writing a reminder on your phone. “Hopefully, Asmo can help me get an outfit…” You yawn, slinking back into the covers and falling back asleep.

Solomon ran through the woods, dodging brush and bramble. He skids to a halt, coming up to a corpse of a human. Any normal person would freak out but to him, it was just another thing of work.
He quickly inspected the body, finding the bite holes, determining when the victim died, etc. He notes it down in a notebook and looks around carefully. “Hmm. This vampire is a tricky one. I haven’t been able to get any clues to hunt them down.”
Solomon hears a snap of a twig and hides behind a bush. He looks towards the sound and sees a familiar vampire walking out of the woods. A vampire with raven hair and a dark coat flowing behind him.
Solomon stares at the vampire, smiling slightly. “Oh, and what do we have here? Something very fishy, I’d say…”

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Asmo cheerfully strolled down the streets of the Vampiredom, dragging you along. “Come on, Y/N! The night is young and so are we! Let’s go to Majolish! There’s a sale on A-line dresses!” You had no idea how Asmo was so energetic but you weren’t complaining.
You had asked him about dress shopping this morning and he practically dragged you out of the house right then and there. He was thrilled to help you with shopping. He pulls you into a store with a big sign labeled “Majolish” on the outside.
The cashier and other shop attendants seemed to know Asmo and greeted him. He smiled. “Show me your latest fashion section, please~” Asmo called out, still dragging you by the hand through the shop.
He let go of your hand and began sifting through the dresses on the rack. “Let’s see… Hmmm, oooo! This would look so cute on you!” Asmo says, pulling out a very revealing dress. You face flushes, imagining yourself wearing it.
“Asmo, that thing would barely cover me!” You shout, grabbing the dress and putting it back. “Awww, but I’d love to see you wear it!” Asmo whined, sifting through more dresses. You grabbed a dress off of the rack that you liked. “Ooo, what about this one?” You ask, showing Asmo.
He lifts it up to you. “Oooh, that’d look really cute! But only one way to find out!” He smiles, handing you the dress. He pushes you into a dressing room. “You have to put it on first!” He smiles, sitting down in a chair.
You stare at Asmo for a bit. He gestures to the dress. “Well? Put it on!” He says happily. “Uh, Asmo?” You ask. “Yeah, what is it, hun?” He asks. You blink a few times. “Can you get out?” You ask.
Asmo tilts his head. “Oh, I don’t care if you haven’t shaved or anything.” He replies. “That’s not the point!” You shout. He laughs. “Ok, ok! I get it!” He giggles, leaving the dressing room. You sigh and turn to the mirror, holding the dress up again.

Asmo leans against the wall, waiting for you to finish getting dressed. He polishes his nails on his shirt, looking at them. He pouts. “I might have to get these done again soon… Ooo! Maybe I can bring Y/N with me~” He says excitedly.
Someone clears their throat and Asmo turns towards the voice. His face lights up and he immediately hugs onto the person. “Solomon! What are you doing here? Oh, it’s been such a long time~” Asmo hugs the vampire hunter tightly.
Solomon chuckles and pushes Asmo away. “Hey Asmo. I was wondering if you could give me some information about your brother's whereabouts last night.” Solomon says. Asmo giggles. “Oh, you know my information costs something, Solomon~” He says flirtatiously. Solomon sighs.
“Yes, I know. But do you know anything?” He asks. Asmo thinks for a moment. “Hmm… No, I don’t think so. Last night, I went to bed early to let a facial cream set in a bit longer. Too bad. If I knew something, you’d have to give me some of your blood.” Asmo pouts.
Solomon chuckles. “Well, I guess it can’t be helped. You don’t know if any of your other brothers would be willing to talk to me, would they?” He asks. Asmo clings onto Solomon’s arm. “Why would you say such a thing? Are you planning on cheating on me?” Asmo whines, causing other patrons to stare.
Solomon pushes Asmo off of him. “No, I’m not! And don’t phrase it like that. People will think we’re actually dating or something…” The door to the dressing room opens and Asmo turns towards you.
You stand there awkwardly in the dress. “I think it’s a bit too big.” You mumble. Asmo smiles. “Oh, it’s perfect, sweetie! And it’s ok! We can have adjustments made!” Asmo smiles. Solomon walks over. “Oh, I didn’t know Y/N was with you.” He says.
Your jaw practically drops open. “Solomon?!” You question. He waves. “Hi! Don’t mind me. I was just talking to Asmo.” He explains. You nod, still a bit nervous.
Asmo giggles. “Don’t mind Solomon! He’s here in the Vampiredom quite often. He usually doesn’t cause any trouble, though!” Asmo says. You grab the price tag of the dress. “How much do I have to pay?” You mutter under your breath and examine the price tag.
Asmo grabs your hand and pulls it away from the tag. “Don’t worry a thing about the price, darling. It’s on me! My treat~” He responds. Your face lights up. “Really, Asmo?” You make sure.
“Of course, honey! Now go get changed again and I’ll buy it for you!” You hug Asmo. “Thank you!” You exclaim. He giggles and hugs you back. “Anytime!” You pull away from the hug and re-enter the dressing room.
“If you need any help changing, just let me know~” He calls out. Solomon stares at Asmo. “Y/N sure has been getting close to you and your brothers.” Solomon points out. Asmo nods. “And isn’t she just the cutest thing? Ah, I just want to keep her with us forever!” Asmo sighs.
“Hmm…” Solomon ponders. You walk back out and Asmo takes the dress from you. “Alrighty, let me pay for this and then I’m taking you for a Mani-Pedi! We’ve earned them!” Asmo calls out happily, walking to the check-out.
“Well, I best get on my way. Vampires tend to get a little nervous if I’m here for too long.” Solomon says, turning to you. You laugh nervously. “I’m sure they must!” You respond. Solomon hands you a piece of paper. You take it and examine it.
“It’s my number. Call or text me if anything bad happens with those brothers.” Solomon smiles. You read over the number and look up to thank Solomon only to find that he’s disappeared.
“What the-” You’re interrupted by Asmo hugging you tightly from behind. “Dress bought! Now for the fun stuff!” Asmo says, grabbing your hand again and pulling you out of the shop. You sigh, a smile on your face. Asmo sure had a ton of energy. And you were sure he wasn’t letting you go until the end of the day.

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You got home from your day of fun with Asmo. You felt astonishingly clean and pretty. Asmo pretty much went overboard with the makeover, though. But it made you happy seeing him so excited to do stuff with you. So you just let it happen.
You collapsed on your bed and let out a sigh of relief. It was good to relax. You pulled the piece of paper out of your pocket. On it was Solomon’s phone number. You contemplated adding it to your contacts. You decided against it for now.
You hear a knock on your door. “Come in.” You call out, not moving from your bed. Levi pokes his head in. “Just letting you know that dinner’s ready.” He said. You nod. “Thanks, Levi.” He closes your door and you stretch out a bit.
You get up from your bed and head down to the dining room. You enjoyed your dinner with the vampire brothers and headed back to your room. On the way to your room, however, you soon realized that for once, you had no plans.
None of the brothers had asked anything of you, you had no homework and Lucifer’s turn didn’t start until tomorrow. You wondered what you could do. You had just spent the whole day going around town with Asmo, so you weren’t really wanting to go out. You also didn’t want to bother any of the brothers in case they had other plans.
Right as you were thinking about just heading to bed super early, there was a knock on your door again. “Yes?” You called out. Mammon pushed open the door to your room. A faint blush was present on his face.
“Hey, there’s a new Harrison Porter movie out and I figured watching it alone would be kind of lonely. So I decided since you probably didn’t have anything else to do, you’d be honored to watch it with me.” He muttered. You smiled. “A movie actually sounds nice. Thanks, Mammon.” You smile.
His face turns even redder and he faces away. “H-hey, I’m just offering ‘cause it’d be lonely by myself. You were just the only one free.” He explains. You roll your eyes. “Yeah, yeah. Let’s go already.”

You watched the movie in the dark room, sitting next to Mammon on his couch. He had already forced you to watch all the other Harrison Porter movies so you were happy to watch the new one. You were too focused on the movie to pay attention to Mammon.
Throughout the whole movie, his face was flushed and he kept glancing over to you. He would rather watch you than the movie. You feel something warm placed on your hand. You look down and see Mammon intertwining his fingers with yours. Your face heats up a bit as you look back to the movie, your face now dusted with blush.
You did really like Mammon. But you also liked all of the other vampire brothers. You weren’t even sure which one you liked most. At the moment, you didn’t really care. You moved your hand slightly to grab Mammon’s hand, too.
A smile spreads across his lips and he covers his face with his hand, not wanting you to see how happy he was. You giggle. Mammon pouts. “Sh-shaddup. My hand was cold…” He mutters. You chuckle. “Uh-huh. I believe you, Mammon.” You respond.
Mammon gives your hand a gentle squeeze. “Thanks, anyways. Even if you are just puttin’ up with it for now.” He says, looking away from you. You smile and rest your head on his shoulder. “Anytime.”

The movie ends and Mammon grabs the remote with his other hand, turning the TV off. “Eh, I liked the last one better.” He hears no response. “Y/N?” He asks. He turns his head slightly and you’re breathing softly, eyes closed. You leaned into his touch.
Mammon chuckles and kisses the top of your forehead. “Ya just had to fall asleep, didn’t ya?” Mammon’s face turns red as he picks you up in his arms. “Well, your room is too far away so ya might as well sleep here…” He mumbles, carrying you up to his bed.
He places you softly under the covers and pulls you close to him, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Never leave me, Y/N. I don’t want to live without you.” He whispers. He yawns and pulls you tighter against him, falling asleep with you in his arms.

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You woke up the next morning, yawning and stretching a bit. You quickly realized your movements were a bit restricted. Mammon stirs behind you and pulls you closer to him in his sleep. You sigh and try to move out of his grip.
He grumbles in his sleep but you manage to slip out of his arms and out of the bed. You stretch a bit better now that you have space and make your way out of Mammon’s room and to the dining room.
Asmo was cheerfully setting the table. He sees you and waves. “Hi! Breakfast is almost ready so just wait a little bit, hun!” He exclaims. You smile at the vampire. “Thanks, Asmo.” You respond. You sit at the table and Satan walks out of the kitchen, carrying some platters of food.
“Oh, good morning, Y/N. You’re up early.” He says, setting the food down on the table. You chuckle. “Well, gotta beat Beel to it.” You respond. Satan nods. “Good call.” Asmo sits in the seat next to you, smiling at you expectantly. “Go on, dig in! I helped make breakfast so tell me if you like it~”
You eat your food and nod at him. “It’s good!” You say. He pouts. “Ehhhh? Just good?” He asks. Before he can say anything else, Mammon walks into the dining room and sits in the other chair next to you.
He grabs himself some food and rubs the back of his neck nervously, glancing over to you. “Ya know, ya kinda scared me when you weren’t next to me when I woke up…” He whispered. Asmo perked up and leaned over the table.
“What?! She was sleeping in your bed?! Y/N!! What’s the meaning of this?!” He asks. You slink lower into your chair and shove another muffin into your mouth. Lucifer walks into the dining room, sighing. “Asmo, lower your voice. I have a headache.”
Asmo leans back in his seat and pouts. Lucifer sits at the table and pours himself some coffee. The other 3 brothers soon join you all, Belphie getting carried there by Beel but good enough.
Breakfast was rather uneventful and you got up to put your dishes away. You had school to get to so there was time for stalling. Lucifer met you in the kitchen and poured himself another cup of coffee.
“Y/N, after school today, meet me in my room.” He says, taking a sip of his coffee. You gulp and nod. “Yes, Lucifer.” He walks out of the kitchen. Satan walks into the kitchen and takes your dish out of your hand. “I’ll do dishes, Y/N. You can head off.” He says.
“Thank you, Satan.” You murmur. You were scared about Lucifer’s feeding. Satan tilts his head. “Hey, what’s wrong?” He asks. You sigh but figure you’d tell him. “I’m scared about Lucifer’s turn.” You explain. Satan nods. “He is rather intimidating. But if he ever does anything that you don’t like, just tell me. I’ll be sure to make him pay.” He says with a smile on his face. You chuckle. “Thank you, Satan, but I think I’ll be fine. See you at school!” You call out, leaving the kitchen.

You nervously fidget outside of Lucifer’s room. You had been waiting out there for a little bit but your hands couldn’t bring yourself to knock on the door. Maybe I could just pretend I forgot… You think to yourself.
Lucifer's voice calls from inside the room. “I know you’re out there, Y/N. You can come in.” He says. You sigh and open the door, stepping inside the room.
Lucifer sat at his desk, flipping through some papers. “I would say I won’t bite, but that will be the majority of what I’m doing.” He says, looking up from his papers and eyeing you as you walk into the room.
You gulp. “Please, have a seat.” He says, gesturing to the chair in front of the desk. You sit down and he sees your nervousness. “Relax. This should be no different from the other feedings you’ve experienced.” He says, putting down his papers and getting out of his seat.
“I know, but it still makes me nervous…” You explain. He walks over to you and cups your cheek with a gloved hand. “I understand. However, I’ve been getting a headache from lack of blood and I’m afraid I can’t wait any longer.” He explains.
You nod. “I get it. Just get it over with…” You mutter, shutting your eyes tight. He chuckles and leans down to your neck, kissing it gently. “Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to make it enjoyable.” His lips trace over your skin, sending shivers up your spine.
He kisses a spot on your neck and places his fangs against it before sinking them into you. You whimper and your hands grab his shirt tightly. Lucifer hums in delight from the taste of your blood. His hands rest on your hips and he grips you tightly.
He pulls away from your neck gently, licking his lips. He licks up the drop of blood leaving the wound. His eyes were usually red, but they shone brightly, maybe even glowed. You felt the color drain from your face as you stared into his eyes and he stared into yours.
“More… I need more…” He mutters, lifting you up swiftly from the chair. He carries you over to his bed and sits you down on the edge of it, your legs hanging off the side. He propped his right knee up on the bed and kissed your neck again.
His hands placed themselves on your shoulders and pulled you closer and held you tightly. Your hands lifted up and gripped his shirt. “Lucifer…” You muttered under your breath. He bit your neck again and you let out a yelp. He chuckled against your skin. He drank more of you. You could feel the warm liquid leaving through the bite on your neck, replacing it with a cold feeling.
He pulled away from your neck again. “You're a very special prey, Y/N. I want to leave marks everywhere.” He muttered against your skin. His lips trailed down your neck to your collarbone, biting into your soft skin.
You feel your hands loosen as you grow more tired as he continues to drink from you. He removes his hands from your shoulders and grabs your hands gently. You slowly start to lean back into the bed and your eyes begin to get drowsy.
He pulls away from your collarbone and licks the wound clean. Your eyes begin to close and a tiredness washes over you. He kisses your fingers gently and lifts your legs up, pushing you fully onto the bed.
You lay down in the large bed and feel yourself begin to sleep. You didn’t know where he went, but Lucifer was no longer next to you. Right before you feel yourself drift off, Lucifer returns, holding your hand.
“You’ve done amazingly, Y/N. Both with my brothers and me. We’ll give you a break for a little bit.” He whispers, cleaning up your wounds with some gauze. You nod softly before you feel yourself fall asleep.
He smirks and kisses your cheek softly. “Goodnight, my darling. Who knew a human could make me feel this way?”

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You arrive at the Vampire Lord’s castle, dressed as formally as can be. Of course, the vampire brothers were next to you. Asmo did your makeup and got you ready. One of these steps was practically smothering you in vampire perfume and your neck felt hot with all of the makeup piled on it.
But, you could put up with it, no matter how uncomfortable it was. You were walking into a den of potential murder and you were better safe than sorry. Barbatos opens the door for your group and gives you a knowing smile, which made you feel a bit at ease. It helped knowing you had friends willing to help you out if things get dicey.
The ball room wasn’t packed, but had a good amount of guests. You were hoping there’d be less of them, but whatever. It was as good as it was going to get. Lucifer looks around the ballroom. “Remember what we said everyone. Someone is to keep an eye on Y/N at all times. Mammon, don’t you dare steal anything.”
Mammon pouts. “You’re no fun, Lucifer…” Asmo grabs your arm and pulls you close to him. “Ok~ I’ll keep an eye on her first!” He exclaims. Lucifer nods. “Alright. Stay safe, everyone.” Lucifer says. And with that, all of the brothers split up.
You sigh and glance around the ballroom. Vampires were dancing, chatting by the sidelines, and Beel was completely decimating the banquet table. You take a step through the ballroom and trip over something. You stumble a bit but catch yourself. “Belphie, can you not take a nap in the middle of the floor?” You ask, rolling your eyes.
He sighs and picks himself up with his pillow. “Ok…” He grumbles, moving away from the middle of the floor and to somewhere else. You chuckle a bit and continue walking through the room. Suddenly, you bump into someone and stumble.
The person catches you before you fall. “Whoa, sorry about that.” A familiar voice says. You look up and gasp as you meet eyes with him. “Solomon?!” You cry out. He pushes a finger to your lips. “Shhhh! Vampires still know my name. My appearance, not so much.” He explains, pulling his finger away from your lips.
“How and why are you here?” You ask, extremely suspicious of the vampire hunter. He chuckles. “Relax. I’m just here to investigate a little lead of mine. I got Asmo to give me some of that perfume you use to disguise myself.” He says. He let’s go of you and waves goodbye. “And not a word of this to those brothers, ok?” He says before disappearing into the crowd.
You sigh and wonder what he could be plotting. You jump when you feel a hand on your shoulder. You whip your head around quickly and Diavolo smiles at you. “I didn’t mean to scare you, Y/N. But I can understand why you’re on edge.” He says, handing you a drink.
You chuckle nervously and take the drink from him. “No, it’s fine. How have you been, Diavolo?” You ask. “I’ve been quite well! How have you been? The brothers have been treating you well, I hope?” He asks, taking a sip of his own drink.
“They’ve been treating me well. They are a bit of a handful, though.” You explain. Diavolo laughs. “Ah, I see they haven’t lost any of their flare! I’m glad they haven’t changed!” He exclaims.
You take a sip of your drink and you and Diavolo talk for a while. You were hoping you would get to talk with him more tonight. You haven’t had the chance to talk to him much before now which made sense. He was probably very busy.
Diavolo looks across the room. “I enjoy these balls but they bore me after a while. Most vampires aren’t the best for conversation, you see. They all seem to be a bit rude.” He says, a sad look in his eyes. You glance around the room. “I suppose…” You say. To be completely honest, you haven’t really talked with any vampires other than the brothers or Diavolo and Barbatos.
Diavolo sighs. “I’d like to leave but I’d hate to leave you here alone with no supervision. I’d hate it if something were to happen to you.” Diavolo says, sipping his drink again. “I could go with you.” You say without thinking.
Diavolo smiles. “That’s very kind of you. I think I’ll take you up on that offer.” Diavolo grabs your empty glass and places it on an empty platter along with his glass. He extends his hand to you. “Let’s go and cool down for a bit.” He grins.
You smile and take his hand. He pulls you out of the ballroom and down the many halls of the castle. Diavolo leads you through hallway after hallway. After all, he needed to get you as far away from the ballroom as possible. He didn’t want anything bad to happen. His eyes flash red and he smirks, pulling you deeper into the castle.

Lucifer puts down his glass and walks up to Asmo. “Asmodeus, weren’t you looking after Y/N?” He asks. Asmo pouts. “I wanted to dance, so I told Mammon to keep an eye on her.” He explains. Lucifer sighs and goes to find Mammon.
He eventually found him trying to smuggle a small gold statue. “Mammon, get you filthy hands off of that.” He says. Mammon fumbles the statue and puts it back in place. “Lucifer, don’t scare me like that!” He yells. Lucifer sighs. “It doesn’t matter. Where’s Y/N?” He asks.
A bead of sweat drops down Mammon’s face. “Oh, yeah… I was supposed to be watching her, wasn’t I? Heh heh…” Mammon muttered. “What?!” Lucifer shouted. “You lost her?!” Satan yelled, coming up from behind Lucifer. “Oh come on! I got distracted! Give me a break!” Mammon shouted.
Levi grips Mammon’s shirt. “You know what’ll happen if a drink accidentally splashes her?! Her perfume will come off and she could be in danger!” He says. Levi was trying his best to impose authority, but he was scared.
Belphie yawns. “No point waiting around here. Let’s split up and find her.” Asmo nods. “Let’s go! I’ll check the bathrooms in case she went to freshen up.” Asmo states before walking out of the room.
Beel picks up the drowsy Belphie. “We’ll check the garden.” Beel leaves the room with his twin. “I call the library.” Satan says. Lucifer looks around the room. “Wait a second… Where’s Diavolo?”

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Diavolo pulls you into a room. “Please, do have a seat.” He says, motioning to a chair. You sit down in it. He pulls out a box of candy from a nearby drawer. He offers you the box. “Thank you.” You say, taking a candy and unwrapping it.
He smiles and puts the candy back, taking a piece for himself. He sits down in a chair across from you, popping the candy in his mouth. “So, Y/N. Tell me about your life with the brothers. Don’t leave out anything!” He smiles.
Even though you hadn’t known Diavolo for very long, his cheerful demeanor always made you comfortable. You told him about all the times you spent with the brothers. You told him about their personalities, how as of late, they’d been fighting about who gets to walk you home,and other things.
Diavolo sat and listened through your stories with a grin on his face. He enjoyed hearing about your encounters. He even laughed when you mentioned your encounters with Solomon. “Ah, yes! He’s quite the troublemaker!” He said.
You relax into your chair. You had been so tense the entire night but now you were so calm. Diavolo looks at you. “Have you finished your candy?” He asks. You nod your head. “Yes. It was delicious. Thank you.” You say.
He smiles. “Would you like another one?” He asks. You shake your head. “No, I’m good.” You reply. He picks himself up from his chair. “Are you going back to the party?” You ask. “No, I have something I need to do before I return.” He says.
You sigh. You were really quite relaxed. Diavolo walks behind your chair and hugs you from behind. “Diavolo?” You ask. He smiles warmly as he pulls you closer to him. “Thank you for coming tonight, Y/N. I really mean that.” You smile. “No problem, Diavolo.” You respond.
His eyes flash red, his mouth right next to your neck. “Y/N?” He asks. “Yeah?” You respond. He pauses for a moment, tightening his grip on you tighter. “...Forgive me for this.” He says.
Just as you were about to ask him what he meant, he sinks his fangs into your skin. You open your mouth to let out a noise, but nothing comes out as you’re taken over with shock. Diavolo begins drinking your blood. It felt weirder than when the brothers did it.
“D-dia…” You gasp out, your hands shakily reaching around his arms that held you captive. He hums against your skin. He pulls away and licks up your neck. He watches as a drop of blood leaves the wound, running down your neck. He licks his lips.
You pull away from him and out of the chair. You cup your neck, feeling the blood run over your fingers. Diavolo’s eyes were now glowing red, but his disposition stayed the same. “Don’t do anything brash, Y/N. If you leave this room, the other vampires are sure to smell you.” He says, approaching you.
You back away from him until you feel your back up against the wall. Diavolo grabs your wrist and pulls your hand away from your neck. He licks the blood off of your fingers, kissing your fingers gently. “Don’t be scared, Y/N. Just let me finish drinking from you.”
His hand pulls your wrist and pins it against the wall. His other hand grabs your chin and tilts your head up. He lowers his mouth down to your neck. His hot breath fans over your skin. He bites down again. You were defenseless against him.
He moves himself against you, holding you tight against him. He drains you of your blood, a cold shiver running through your body. Your hands grow tired and slip down the wall, your eyes threatening to close.
Diavolo releases your wrists and swoops you up into his arms. He kisses your neck gently, cleaning up all of the blood. He hums in delight. He looks at your tired expression, his eyes no longer glowing red.
“It’s ok, Y/N. I’m done now. You can rest easy.” He says. You nod and feel your eyes drift closed. Diavolo kisses the bite marks on your neck a few more times, cleaning up all the blood. The door opens but Diavolo doesn’t turn, he only sighs.
“My lord, if you are finished up here, I must insist you head back to the party.” Barbatos said, standing in the doorway. Diavolo looks over his shoulder and smiles at his butler. “Of course, Barbatos.”
Diavolo walks over to Barbatos and hands your unconscious body over to him. “Make sure she’s taken care of.” Diavolo says. Barbatos nods, holding you tightly in his arms. “Of course, my lord.” And with that, Diavolo heads down the hall back to the party.
Barbatos stares at you in his arms, admiring your peaceful expression. “Who would’ve thought a human could fascinate our kind as much as this?” He wonders, walking the opposite way of Diavolo.

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You open your eyes and find yourself on a lush and extremely comfortable bed. You would’ve wanted to stay there all day if it weren’t for the vampire who almost tackled you once he realized you were awake.
“Y/N, thank goodness yer ok! Never scare me like that again!” The vampire yelled, pulling you into a tight hug. It took you a few seconds to regain your thoughts and respond. “Ma-mammon?” You ask.
He pulls you away from him at arm's length so he can look you in the eyes. There weren’t any tears, but his eyes were definitely red. “You weren’t waking up and I was really scared… Can you imagine if we lost ya? Lucifer would punish me for centuries!” He cried out.
You roll your eyes. “Glad to know you were worried about me.” You say sarcastically. Mammon stutters. “Ey, no, I was! I just… Ya know…” He grabs your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours, squeezing your hand. “Don’t ever die on us, Y/N. I… Need you.” He mutters.
You smile at him and pull him into a hug. “I promise I won’t.” You say. He wraps his arms around you, sniffling a little. “Thank you, Y/N…” The heartfelt moment was interrupted as Asmo burst through the door. “Mammon, come quick! Something bad has happened!”
He does a double take once he sees you. “Y/N! You’re awake! We were all so worried, hun!” He says, practically pushing Mammon out of the way to wrap you in a hug. Mammon growls. “Hey! Don’t just pretend like I’m not here!” He yells.
Asmo pulls away from you. “Nevermind that! There’s trouble in the ballroom!” He rushes out again. “Hurry up, Mammon!” You pull back the sheets of the bed and jump out only to find yourself extremely weak and you’re barely able to stand. Mammon grabs one of your arms and wraps it around his shoulders. “Lean on me, Y/N.” He says, helping you out of the room.
Asmo’s jaw drops. “Heeeyyyy! When did you two get so close?!” He yells, rushing after the two of you down the hall. The group of you make it back to the ballroom. All the vampires had stopped dancing and were now focused on a single person in the middle of the room.
You and Mammon push your way past the crowd and to the front where you could see what was going on. Your mouth dropped open from the scene in front of you. Three people you recognized occupied the center.
Lucifer growled. “You dare accuse me of such a thing?! And with no proof?” He said. Solomon smirked, holding up some ripped black fabric stained with blood. “I don’t? Then what’s this?” He asks, seemingly triumphant. Diavolo pushed the two apart from each other. “Hey, no one did anything. Let’s all just calm down.”
Murmurs spread throughout the crowd. “A vampire hunter?” “What did he do?” “We all knew Lucifer was up to something.” You grew frustrated by not understanding anything that was going on. You pull away from Mammon and step into the open floor.
“What is going on?” You ask. The three of them turn to you. Lucifer’s look of rage is replaced with one of relief for a moment. “Y/N, you’re alright.” He says. Solomon sees the patch on your neck and frowns.
“How much have you guys been taking from her? You don’t need to give me any more reasons to be mad at you.” He asks. Lucifer growls. “She’s just fine. Diavolo just… required her services a little while ago.” Lucifer responds, facing the vampire hunter.
Solomon steps away from the vampires and grabs you, pulling you close to him. “That’s besides the point and something that I’ve been meaning to talk about. I feel like this girl disrupts our agreement.” He explains. Diavolo tilts his head. “How so?” He asks.
Solomon points to your neck, brushing over multiple fading wounds. “This! Most times, a human will suffer from one or two feedings in their lifetime and make it out ok but never has a human had to endure this many feedings. You have no idea what you’re doing to her.” Solomon explains, growing more frustrated the more he saw bite marks decorating your skin.
The vampire brothers all share an expression of guilt on their face as they realize they failed to think of how you felt this entire time. Diavolo smiles nervously. “Nothing in our agreement states that we cannot drink from a human more than once. As you can see, she is alive and well.” Diavolo explains.
Solomon lets go of you and nudges you slightly. Your weak legs cause you to fall to the floor. He scoffs. “You call this alive and well? She’s on the verge of anemic, for crying out loud.” You get up on your feet and shove Solomon away from you. “Enough of this! Now tell me what you’re accusing Lucifer of!” You yell out.
Solomon stumbles back, a look of surprise on his face. He clears his throat. “Y/N, as of late, there have been multiple dead humans. All of which were killed by the same vampire. I’ve been tracking down this vampire for ages and I have evidence to believe that it is this vampire standing before you.” He says, pointing at Lucifer.
You look at Lucifer. Fear dashed over your face for a second before you pushed those thoughts away. Lucifer would never kill a human. You shake your head in disbelief. “It can’t be. He would never.” You say.
Solomon sighs. “I hate to say that I believe he did. But I suppose it can’t be helped. Diavolo. I shall leave this party peacefully if you grant me two things.” He explains. Diavolo frowns. “And what might those two things be?” He asks.
“One, Lucifer is to be put under house arrest until further notice.” Solomon explains. Diavolo nods. “That is understandable. If it’s able to prove his innocence, I shall allow it.” Diavolo responds. Solomon glances around the room at all the vampire brothers.
“Now my second request.” He says. He extends a hand and grabs your arm. “Y/N shall be placed in my custody for the time being.” He pulls you close to him. “What?!” You shout. Diavolo shakes his head. “I’m afraid I’m going to need a reason as to why you wish to do so.” He says.
Solomon sighs. “You really don’t get it, do you? You vampires are destroying her. I’m unsure how she’s even able to stand right now. The amount of blood she’s lost in such a short amount of time is dangerous, even for a human like me. Therefore, I suggest I look after her for the time being. It will give her a break from all of you and I’ll protect her from anything.”
Diavolo looks at you a bit, a pain spreading through his features. He turns to Solomon. “...Very well. We shall do as you say.” Solomon grins and grabs your hand. “Perfect. I shall return shortly to interview the House of Lamentation. Until then, Vampires!” He exclaims, dragging you out of the castle.
Mammon breaks through the crowd only to be stopped by Lucifer and Diavolo. “Let me go! I ain’t leaving her!” Mammon shouts. Lucifer pulls his brother back. “You’re only complicating things, Mammon.” Beel comes up and grabs Mammon, forcing him back.
“Y/N!” He cries out. Your heart breaks as all the vampire brothers watch you leave with looks of sadness on their faces. You feel a tear run down your cheek as Solomon drags you away from the people you called home and to a future of unknown possibilities.

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The carriage ride with Solomon after he dragged you out of the party was silent. There was a heavy tension in the air and you were on the verge of tears. Solomon looked over at you awkwardly.
He scooted closer to you and placed a hand on your thigh. “Hey, why the long face? Things will get better now, I promise.” He says. You move away from his touch. You looked out the opposite window. The last thing you wanted to do was talk to him.
He sighed, moving his hand away. “You’ll understand. This is for your own good.” He crosses his arms. You feel your eyes burn heavily. As much as you wished to stay strong and hold back your tears, they came cascading down your face.
You held your head in your hands and sobbed. You didn’t care. You wanted to go home. And by that, you meant the House of Lamentation. You wanted to run back to the vampire brothers who cared about you. You wanted to be out of this place. You wished that none of this ever happened, that you would wake up and find yourself in your old room and find that this was all some fantastical dream.
Solomon felt a pain in his chest watching you cry. He scooted closer once again and wrapped an arm around you. Even though you didn’t want to find comfort in his embrace, you leaned into his touch and let him comfort you.
He pulled you into his lap, wrapping his arms around you and rubbing soothing circles on your back. “It’ll be ok, you’ll be ok.” He says, resting his head on top of yours. You sniff and rub your eyes. “How?! They were my friends and I don’t want to leave them. I never wanted to be here in the first place!” You cry out.
Solomon cups your face in his hands. “I understand. It’s a lot to process. I promise you, I will keep you safe and make sure nothing hurts you as long as you’re here. Humans need a lot of attention and care and those vampires were neglecting that. You have to understand I’m doing this for your own good, ok?” He wipes away your tears with his thumbs.
You nod, pushing yourself back into his chest. He wraps his arms around you again. “Rest. It’s a while until we reach my house.” He says softly. You cry softly until you feel yourself drifting off. Solomon sighs, pulling you into a tighter hug. “Why can’t you see I do this because I care?” He mutters under his breath.

You wake up and take a moment to remember the events of last night. You sit up quickly and scan your surroundings. You were in a small room with a bed, a desk and a closet. You notice you were still in last night's dress. Seeing it caused you to remember Asmo who helped you put it on and pick it out for you.
Your chest hurts a bit remembering it. Solomon opens the door to the room, a tray of food in his hand. “Oh, you’re awake. I was expecting you’d sleep in more.” He explains, setting the tray of food down on the desk.
He was wearing black sweater and black pants. The sleeves were rolled up slightly but otherwise left simplistic. “Eat up. I made breakfast.” You look over that tray and see something resembling food. The smell was disgusting and it looked inedible.
You grab the tray and inspect it closer. “...Thanks.” You mutter, realizing that this food didn’t look inedible. It was inedible. He smiles. “I’ll be out for most of the day so make yourself at home. Some friends will be here shortly to check on you.”
He goes to the doorway and grabs the door handle. “Oh, and don’t let anyone in who seems suspicious. My friends have keys so if anybody tries to get in without them, don’t let them in.” He explains. You nod. “Got it.”
He closes the door and you sigh. You wait a bit in bed before getting up. You go to the closet and notice a few different outfits picked out for you. You grabbed the one you liked the most and put it on.
You left your room with the tray, sliding its contents into the nearest garbage can. You heard the front door open and close. “Hello? Y/N?” A voice called. It seemed familiar but you couldn’t place your finger on it.
You walk towards the voice and are pleasantly surprised. “Luke! Simeon!” You cry out, recognizing the two werewolves. Simeon smiles warmly at you. “I’m glad you remembered us! Solomon told us the situation and we wanted to make you feel more comfortable here.” Simeon explained.
He held out a container. “We also know that Solomon isn’t the best cook, so Luke insisted on making you something.” Simeon smiled, handing you the food. Luke looked embarrassed. “I-I just thought it’d be the right thing to do and all…” He mutters, rubbing one of his wolf ears.
You smiled at the two of them. It was great to know you still had friends here. After a little bit of chatting and eating food that was edible, the two werewolves took their leave. “We wish we could stay with you longer but sadly, we have other places we must be.” Simeon explains.
You nod. “I understand. Thanks for coming over.” You say. Luke waves. “Bye Y/N! See you tomorrow! I’ll bake you a cake!” He exclaims. With that, the werewolves were gone. You made sure to lock the door after them.
You smile to yourself. Maybe this wasn’t going to be so bad. You pick up your dishes from earlier and hum happily. Glancing at the clock, you realized Solomon would be home in a few hours. You spent about an hour of that time glancing through the books he had lying around and reading through them.
You think about things. Hopefully, Solomon realizes that the vampire brothers are innocent and he’ll let you go back to live with them soon. Your thoughts are shattered when a knock echoes off the door. You reach to open it, thinking it might be Simeon or Luke forgetting something.
That’s when you remembered Solomon’s words of caution. “My friends have keys so if anybody tries to get in without them, don’t let them in.” You back away from the door. Maybe it was a mailman dropping something off?
The doorknob jiggles, in short bursts at first before rattling violently. You back away from the door before turning and running down the hall and back to your room. You hear a loud crash and look back down the hall, seeing the front door smash onto the floor.
You gasp and close the door to your room, looking for someplace to hide. The only place you could see was the closet. You rush inside and close the closet doors tight. You cover your mouth and try to slow your breathing as footsteps grew louder down the hall.
Then, the door opened.

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All of the vampires were gathered in the living room. Solomon had requested. Even Barbatos and Diavolo had made attendance. Solomon sets out all of the evidence he had collected over the past few years.
There was some physical evidence, such as that ripped black fabric he had showcased the night before, but there were also a lot of newspaper articles. Solomon sat down and began his investigation, starting by explaining the evidence he had collected thus far.
“First off, I discovered this piece of fabric yesterday, about an hour before I made a scene in the ballroom. It was in the garden of the demon lord’s castle. There was no body but it was definitely covered in blood from one of the victims and definitely a piece of Lucifer’s coat. Care to explain where the rest of your coat is, Lucifer?” He asks.
Lucifer sighs. “I cannot say. I lost the jacket at school the other day saving Y/N when Belphie drank from her in a classroom.” He explains. Solomon grumbles. “Can you at least say that this is your coat?” He says. Lucifer nods. “I shall not sugar coat it. That fabric is somehow mine. But I lost the coat before you found it, meaning it was not on me at the time.”
Solomon thinks for a bit, confused. He moves on to other evidence. “These newspaper clippings. Your newspaper club covers a lot of the dead bodies. In every picture, Lucifer is somewhere in them.” Solomon says.
Lucifer picks up a picture and examines it. “I can vouch for Lucifer. He’s been the one helping clear up these human deaths so of course he’d be in them.” Diavolo says. Lucifer hands the picture he was looking at back to Solomon. “This must be some mistake. I was not at the events of this place.” He says.
Solomon grabs the clipping and examines it. It was yet another picture of a dead body and Lucifer was in the back, somewhat exiting into the woods. Lucifer points to the date that the newspaper mentions. “See the time of death? You should believe me that I was not present considering that at the time, you and I were with Y/N in that empty classroom.”
Solomon tilts his head quizzically. “But if you weren’t there to begin with, why would you be here now? What would be the point of someone adding you in?” Solomon questions.
Diavolo chuckles nervously, shrugging. “Maybe the newspaper club decided that students should believe Lucifer was there to clear things up?” Diavolo tried to find an explanation. “Hmm…” Solomon mumbles.
“Maybe. But then again, seeing him in all of these pictures didn’t make me think it was because he was there to help. I’m here trying to incriminate him with these photos, afterall.” Solomon mentions. Belphie yawns. “Seems like the newspaper is a dead end, too.” He explains, curling up next to his pillow.
Mammon growls. “Great, you found out you have no proof and Lucifer was innocent all along. Now let us go see Y/N.” He says. Solomon shakes his head. “Absolutely not. She needs to heal after you heathens drained her so much.” Beel frowns. “We didn’t mean to…” He mutters.
“Y-yeah! And we’ll promise to not feed from her that much! Or ever again! I just want to game with her!” Levi stutters. Asmo nods, clinging onto Solomon’s arm. “Please, Solomon! We just want our little human back!” He says.
Solomon pushes Asmo off of him. “Enough! We still need to clear up this mystery.” He said. Satan stood up, looking over all the evidence. “Wait a minute... “ He says. He grabs the newspaper article that had Lucifer edited in.
“What if someone is trying to frame him?” He explains. Solomon looks up at Satan. “Why would they do that?” He asks. “Suppose the vampire doing all of these murders was a well known vampire and was often surrounded by many people. They would want to subtly frame someone just in case suspicion ever fell on them. In this case, they chose Lucifer.” Satan explains, gesturing to Lucifer.
“When someone has more incriminating evidence pointing to them than you, it makes you less of a target. Then there’s the case with the fabric.” Satan explains, picking it up again. “We all know it’s Lucifer’s coat but he lost it at school. Meaning someone else picked it up and used it to frame him with some of the blood from the last victim. Anybody could tell that this blood is far from fresh.” Satan says, placing it down on the table again.
Solomon ponders a bit more. “Then who could it be? A vampire at school and with the power to influence the newspaper.” Solomon sighs. “It could be either one of you. Anyone would listen to the 7 most powerful vampires around.” Solomon says.
Diavolo froze briefly. “Solomon, Y/N is safe at your house, correct?” He asks. There’s a pause. “Yeah, why?” Solomon asked. Diavolo stood up, looking at the evidence. “Well, you kind of revealed that she was a human last night, didn’t you? Suppose that this vampire killing all these humans wishes to keep the gap between vampires and humans. If this vampire figured out that a human had been happily living within vampires for a while, where they were going to be and you even announced you would be here the next day to interview us, leaving her defenseless at the house.” Diavolo said. With every word, the situation dawned on Solomon more and more.
He sprung up. “Why didn’t I see this before?! They purposefully waited for me to take her! We have to leave!” He yelled, grabbing his coat and rushing for the door. The vampires followed closely after.
They filed into carriages and set off down the road at top speed.

They arrived at Solomon’s house. “No, no, no…” Solomon mutters, noticing the front door broken open. Mammon is the first one to rush out of the carriage and into the house. “Mammon! The vampire could still be in there!” Solomon cries out, rushing after him.
“Y/N! Y/N! Where are you?! This isn’t funny!” Mammon shouted, rushing through the whole house calling your name. Solomon felt sick to his stomach and fell to his knees. “No… I told her she’d be safe… That I would protect her… What have I done?” He said.
Diavolo rushed in and froze. “Solomon, over here!” He called out. Barbatos examined what Diavolo had pointed to. It was a RAD badge. But not just any. “Let’s go. To RAD.” Barbatos said, snatching the badge and heading back out the door.

You were slammed against the ground as the vampire that held you hostage threw you to the ground. You gasped, your breath getting knocked out of you. You glared up at the vampire before you. “What do you want with me?! Who are you?!” You ask.
The dark figure chuckles, stepping into the light. “Who am I? My name is Mephistopheles. Head of the Newspaper Club. And you’re going to die.”

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You feel your body tense up as the deadly vampire in front of you kicks you in the stomach, knocking all of the wind out of you. He glares at you. “All that hard work, and all of it to come crashing down thanks to a stupid human like you.” He mutters, pushing you away with his foot.
You regain your strength and sit up as best you could with your arms duct taped behind your back. “What work? What’s your goal?!” You ask, annoyed with this vampire more than any asshole you’ve ever known.
Mephistopheles laughs. “My goal? You do realize that vampires were once a mighty race. They practically ruled the world with their power. But then you humans came along. Now, we are forced to live in secrecy and can’t even kill a single human. It sickens me to see how far we’ve fallen.” He explains.
You groan as you sit yourself up, blood dripping from your nose. “What do I have to do with any of that?!” You ask. Mephistopheles kneels down in front of you. “Because. Vampires realizing that a human can live in such close proximity and change nothing shows that it’s possible to live in peace with humans. I’ve been killing humans, making sure to have news coverage on every one. If vampires saw that a vampire could easily kill many humans and have no consequences, the vampire race could rise up against vampire hunters and become the dominant species once again.”
His smile turns into a frown and he slaps you in the face, knocking you to the ground. You cough. He growls. “But then you came along.” You glare up at him, the metallic taste of blood filling your mouth.
“So why bring me here? Why not kill me already?” You ask. Mephistopheles snickers. “You obviously realize I’ve been framing Lucifer this whole time. With a clear suspect like him, it would be a while before vampire hunters even looked my way. That’s why I’m going to kill you in his office. Vampire hunters will believe it’s him and with him gone, no one will stand in my way!” He exclaims.
He laughs maniacally. You back away from him as best as you can. You examine the RAD newspaper room, noting the open door. You inch towards it. Mephistopheles stops his uproarious laughter and stomps on your chest holding you in place.
“And where do you think you’re going?” He chuckles. He leans down, inches from your face. “Say your prayers, pitiful human.” He chuckles, leaning down to your neck. You flinch as he places his teeth against your skin.
The teeth are removed from your skin as quickly as they were placed on it as Mephistopheles is shoved off of you and against the wall. You open your eyes and look the best you can. “GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF HER!” A familiar voice shouts out.
A boy with tan skin and white locks punches Mephistopheles in the face before kneeing him in the stomach. His eyes glowed red and his fangs were bared. Mephistopheles growls and throws a punch back at Mammon. Mammon takes it before punching Mephistopheles in the stomach.
Mephistopheles grew with anger and it was at this time you realized just how much power a vampire who’s been draining countless humans dry has. Mephistopheles grabbed Mammon by the throat and threw him against the wall. Blood splattered against the wall and Mammon groaned before falling limp.
“Mammon!” You cried out. Mephistopheles turned to you. “Silence!” He yelled, reaching towards you. He never got to you as Mammon grabbed him from behind and pulled him away from you. He bit down hard into Mephistopheles neck and Mephistopheles let out an inhuman cry of pain.
He slammed his back against the wall, successfully knocking Mammon unconscious. He looked back to where you were on the floor and realized you were gone. “Dammit!” He cries out. He looks back to Mammon’s unconscious form. “I’ll deal with you soon enough…” He grumbles. “But for now, I need to find that human…”

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The vampire carrying you in his arms ran through the halls of RAD. His brother resting on his other shoulder helped take off the duct tape on your arms. Beel rounded a corner and kept running. Belphie sighs, balling up the duct tape and throwing it to the ground.
“This is so annoying… Why on Earth did that vampire even kidnap you?” Belphie mutters. You push against Beel’s grip. “We have to go back! Mammon’s in trouble!” You shout. Beel looks at you sadly but hangs on to you tighter. “I’m afraid we can’t. We need to get you to safety first.”
Beel runs around another corner and trips, falling to the ground. You and Belphie fall off of his shoulders. Belphie grabs you and shields you from hitting the ground. He grunts as his back hits the ground hard.
Beel looks around to see what he tripped on. Mephistopheles chuckles, pulling his leg back. “I’m afraid you brothers are no longer the most powerful vampires around.” Beel gets up quickly and swings at Mephistopheles only for Mephistopheles to grab his arm and throw him over his shoulder, slamming Beel hard into the ground.
The hallway tile cracked under Beel’s body as he was smashed into the ground. Mephistopheles kicks him in the head hard and Beel passes out. Mephistopheles bent down and grabbed Beel’s collar. “Such a shame. If only you vampire brothers believed in my ideals.” He said.
“You decided to hurt Y/N. So we would never side with you!” Belphie shouts, punching Mephistopheles in the face. He backs up, holding his face. Belphie stood between him and the now unconscious Beel. “And you dare hurt my brother.” Belphie’s eyes glowed bright red as he readied himself.
He turned back to you briefly. “Go, run. Find my brothers.” Belphie said. You nodded, getting up and running down the hall. Before you can even turn the corner, Belphie's body crashes into the wall in front of you as Mephistopheles sends him flying.
He falls to the ground and groans in pain, blood dripping down his forehead and into his eye. “Run…” He mutters, trying to stand up. You didn’t want to leave him and Beel there but you knew the best way you could help was by finding the others.
You run down the hall, knowing the evil vampire was not too far behind. You wipe the blood from your face. Now was not the time to be weak. As you pass a corridor, a hand reaches out and grabs you, pulling you into the dark hall.
Your eyes take a minute to adjust to the light to see who has grabbed you. “Levi!” You say. He shushes you. “Not so loud! Come on, we have to get you to the student council room.” He whispers. You nod and Levi drags you down the hallways of RAD.
He turns a corner and gasps. “Y/N, get back!” He quickly pushes you out of the way before Mephistopheles pushes Levi to the ground. Levi claws as Mephistopheles as he holds him down. “You know, you brothers are really annoying.” He growls.
Levi kicks Mephistopheles in the stomach, causing him to keel over in pain. He turns to you. “Find Satan. He’s around here somewhere!” Levi cries out before kicking Mephistopheles in the face. You book it down the hall. You weren’t sure how much longer you could keep this up.
As you were about to turn a corner, a figure from behind grabs you and shoves you into the wall by your throat. You grab the figure's wrist. He growls. “No more running! Just give up and die!” Mephistopheles shouts. Another person shoves Mephistopheles off of you and onto the ground.
The blonde vampire reaches for your hand and helps pull you back onto your feet. “I’ll hold him off for now. Get to the Student Council room.” Satan says. You nod, the fear and sadness present on your face.
Satan caresses your cheek. “I’ll be ok. Just go.” He says. You turn away and run down yet another hall, leaving Satan behind. It was at this moment you realized just how big RAD was. You felt like you’d been running for ages but knew you still weren’t anywhere close to the council room.
You’re stopped from your running as Mephistopheles catches up with you again, holding your mouth. He’s panting heavily, obviously tired out and sick of this charade. “No more… Tricks!” He says, between breaths. You struggle in his grip but are unable to call out to anyone.
He rakes his nails against your skin, piercing your flesh and causing blood to trickle down your arm. You whimper and he chuckles darkly. “Give up.”
He drops you quickly and lets out a broken cry of pain. He grabs his crotch and falls to the ground. Asmo stands behind him, a hand on his hip. “That’s what you get for hurting our precious sweetheart! A kick to the groin serves you right!” Asmo pouts. Asmo helps pick you up. “He’ll be back up soon enough. Keep running, love!” He says, kissing you on the cheek. You nod and keep running.
After you turn a few more hallways, you realize that you couldn’t do this anymore. You were tired, in pain and exhausted from running. Not only that, but you hadn’t seen anyone you knew for a while. You pause to catch your breath, leaning against a wall. You slide down the wall and sit on the floor, your legs too tired to stand.
“Where are you, Y/N?!” Mephistopheles' angered cry rang out through the halls. You let out a saddened sigh, unsure of what to do. This might just be the end. A hand is placed on your shoulder. You look up and see the dark green haired vampire.
“Barbatos…” You murmur. He smiles sadly at you. “You’ve been through a lot, haven’t you?” You nod and he sits down beside you, pulling you into a hug. You grab onto him and cry. He holds the back of your head and readies himself for what he is about to say.
“Y/N, Lucifer and Diavolo are waiting for you in the Council Room. But we’ll never outrun Mephistopheles in time, even with how powerful I am. He’s grown too strong from the countless lives he’s taken.” You grip tighter onto Barbatos, not noticing his red eyes. “I need some extra strength, Y/N. Something to help me defeat him.” He says.
You pull away from his chest and he grabs your chin. “Please, allow me to drink from you.” He says. You wondered if you would be able to give him your blood, with you being so tired and all. But you also knew it was your only choice. You nod.
He quickly grabs your arm and licks the blood coming out of the wounds Mephistopheles made. The cuts stung as Barbatos licked them. Once he cleans the wounds up, he tilts your head back and quickly bites into your skin, draining your blood. Your hands grip onto him and you feel yourself grow weaker in his arms before your exhaustion takes over.
Barbatos pulls away from your neck, licking the blood leaving the bite mark. He smiles and kisses your forehead. “Good girl. You’ve done very well.” Barbatos places your unconscious form against the wall.
Mephistopheles turns the corner and assesses the situation. “This might be difficult…” He chuckles, looking at Barbatos’ glowing eyes. Barbatos smiles at him. “Don’t you know, Mephistopheles? As the butler, I answer the door, follow Diavolo’s every order…”
“And tidy up.”

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Mephistopheles stood face to face with surely a force to be reckoned with. Barbatos’ eyes glowed a bright red and his fangs seemed to grow. Mephistopheles took a look at the unconscious girl he had sought to destroy leaning against the wall.
He soon learned that a simple gaze was enough to cause a problem. Barbatos slammed him into the wall, breaking it. Mephistopheles spat out blood before regaining his composure and attacking Barbatos back.
The brawl continued with the two vampires, their power seemingly matched. Every time one of them gained a lead, the other caught up extremely quickly. Mephistopheles was incredibly wounded, especially after dealing with all the other vampire brothers, but Barbatos was faring no better.
Mephistopheles decided now would be a good time to run. He broke away from Barbatos and sprinted down the hallway. He paused for a moment when he noticed your unconscious body had somehow disappeared.
He turned around a corner only to stop abruptly as something sharp and blistering stabbed itself through his chest. He gasped and looked down at the fatal piece of wood that had now embedded itself into his chest.
Solomon smirked. “Finally we meet, vampire.” Solomon grabbed Mephistopheles and threw him down the hallway, slamming him into the floor. Mephistopheles crawled meekly away from the vampire hunter.
Solomon easily caught up with the disheveled vampire, grabbing him by the back of his collar and lifting him up. He reached around and grabbed the wooden stake and removed it from his chest only to plunge it deeper into him.
Mephistopheles let out a feral cry of pain. Solomon grabbed his head, forcing him to look up. “Well, your majesty. What shall I do with him?” Solomon asks, glancing up at the powerful and condescending vampire in front of him.
Diavolo stared directly into Mephistopheles’ soul, his eyes burning with a crimson light. “He is guilty of treason of the highest degree. He has disgraced all of the vampire kind and dangered multiple people of both the vampire and human kind.” Diavolo says. He nods to Solomon. “He is under your jurisdiction.”
Diavolo turned and walked back down the hallway, refusing to meet Mephistopheles in the eye. Mephistopheles looked distraught, struggling as best he could to get away from Solomon’s grasp. “No, your majesty! I simply was returning us to our rightful place! Your majesty!” He cried out. Barbatos came up behind Solomon and kicked Mephistopheles down.
Barbatos rested his foot on top of Mephistopheles, pushing the wooden stake deeper into his flesh. He hissed. “Filthy vampire! Why can’t you idiots see I was helping the vampire kind?!” He cried out. Solomon pulled a gun out of his pocket. It’s silver gleaned and various inscriptions engrave it’s sides. Solomon points it straight at Mephistopheles’ head.
“Pure silver and armed with holy water bullets. Any last words?” Solomon asks. Mephistopheles smirks. “That human pet will never survive for lo-” He never finished the sentence as Solomon’s eyes filled with rage and he pulled the trigger, silencing Mephistopheles forever.

Diavolo returned to the council room, his eyes returning to their normal amber color as he approached Lucifer. “Well? How is she?” He asked. Lucifer frowned, wrapping more bandages over your arm.
You lay unconscious on one of the tables. Lucifer had begun to patch you up, cleaning all of your wounds. “Not well. But she’ll make it out ok.” Diavolo sighed. “That’s a relief…” He said. Diavolo turned to the door, watching for anyone else. “What about your brothers?” Diavolo asks.
Lucifer glances to the empty doorway briefly before turning back to you. “They’ll be alright, too. Just give them a little time to regenerate and they’ll be running in here in no time.” Diavolo nods. “Mephistopheles has been taken care of. He’ll never bother us again.” Diavolo explains.
You shiver in your sleep, feeling the cold air hit your skin. Lucifer slides his jacket off of him and lays it over you. “Other vampires know she’s human now. Solomon announced it at the ball and almost everybody in RAD knows about it.” Lucifer says.
Diavolo smiles sadly. “Yes, that’s correct.” Lucifer looks over at Diavolo. “Diavolo…” He says, the look in his eyes saying more than words ever could. Diavolo turns back to your sleeping form, caressing one of your cheeks with his hands. “I understand, Lucifer…” Diavolo says, a tear dripping down his cheek.

Nightmares flooded your mind. Images of vampires chasing you, glowing red eyes and an endless masquerade ball filled with no one you knew. You turn and whimper in your sleep, eventually breaking out of your sleep and sitting straight up in your bed.
You catch your breath, calming yourself down from the nightmare you just had. The room was dark but it felt… strange. “Ma-mammon? Lucifer?” You call out. No response.
You throw your legs over the edge of the bed, a little more concerned. “Satan? Asmo?” You call out again. No response. You stand up, nervously glancing around the room. “Levi? Beel? Belphie?!” You cry out. Your shocking and sad discovery was indeed true.
You were back home. In the human world. And the vampire brothers were nowhere to be seen.

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You lazily scroll through your phone, trying your best to keep your mind off of things. You no longer had your phone from the Vampiredom. In fact, it seemed like everything related to the Vampiredom was gone. Almost like it had never happened.
But you knew it wasn’t a dream or even a nightmare. It was real. Your parents were still your parents. They didn’t bring anything up about selling you to vampires, but you could never look at them the same. Right now, they were probably in the other room guzzling down bottles of wine and other alcoholic substances.
Tears brimmed your eyes again as you thought about it again. All the friends you’ve lost and your new life disappearing from you. You toss your phone across the bed and grab your backpack, struggling to find anything that could give you a clue as to what happened. But everything was gone.
Your supplies from RAD had all been replaced with empty notebooks and binders and your school uniform was gone as well. It saddened you deeply. You wipe your eyes and curl back up in bed. Tomorrow, you have to go to school.

You nervously walk around your school. You didn’t have that many friends anyways, but everyone seemed to stare at you. Of course they were. You’ve been gone for months, afterall. Your classes were the same, everything was dull and boring. You desperately hoped to look around and see a familiar face but instead saw nothing.
Your bullies weren’t helping the situation, either. They threw paper at you, constantly bothered you to tell them where you were and by the end of first period, people had already started to spread rumours about where you had been for the last few months.
It wasn’t until lunch when it really got bad. They stole your food, dumped milk on top of your head and attempted to steal your backpack. Your eyes didn’t leave the ground. You didn’t want to look at anyone anymore.
You here fast footsteps scurrying away from you as the bullies flee the scene. You looked up, wondering what had happened. “Are you alright? Here’s a towel.” A voice said. You grabbed the towel and dried off your head.
When you finished, you handed the towel back to the person. That’s when your jaw dropped. In front of you stood a man with dark skin and hair, showcasing a kind smile. Though he didn’t have ears or a tail, you’d recognize him anywhere.
“Simeon!” You cry out. The man chuckles nervously. “Ah, I think you have me confused with someone else. I don’t think we’ve ever met.” He explains. You lower your head. “Oh…” You say.
The man smiles. “It’s alright. A common mistake, really.” He says. You nod. “Hey, Simeon! I got us lunch!” Another voice calls out. You look behind the man to see a small boy with blonde hair and pale skin running towards him with two lunchboxes.
He sees you and freezes. “Uhhhh…” He stammered. Your face lit up and you ran towards the boy, tackling him in a hug. “Luke! Simeon! It is you!” You cry, gripping into Luke. Luke sniffled a bit before bursting into tears. “Y-Y/N! We were so worried about you!” He cries.
The two of you sobbed together, Simeon rubbing the back of his neck. “We’re not supposed to be here. Nor were you supposed to see us. We were merely going to see how you were doing from afar. But I couldn’t stand back and do nothing seeing those bullies attack you like that.”
Luke nodded and pulled away from you, sniffling. “When we saw them being mean to you during class, we wanted to beat them up so bad!” He exclaims. You chuckle and pat the boy’s head. “I’m alright, Luke.”
Simeon grabs Luke and pulls him up. “We might as well join you for lunch. But you’re supposed to not be associated with us anymore.” He explains. You look up at the werewolf. “Why not?” You ask.
Simeon and Luke look at you sadly. “Everyone feels you’ll be much safer here, with humans. Especially since everyone knows you’re human now. It’d be risky for you to go to school. The way you were already living was risky enough.” Simeon says, handing you some food from his lunch.
You sigh sadly. “I get that. But you guys don’t understand. I’m miserable here. I want to go back. I miss everyone.” You explain. Luke nods. “I get that. They are pretty great even if they are vampires. But Diavolo has forbidden them from seeing you because he wants you to stay safe.” Luke says, munching down on his sandwich.
“It’s for the best if you no longer associate with us, Y/N. Both us werewolves and vampires. Even Solomon. Just go back to living your normal life.” Simeon explains. You feel your throat tighten and your eyes burn. “Ok…” You say sadly. Simeon rubs your back soothingly. “You’ll be ok. You should’ve never been used like that in the first place.”
You knew his words were supposed to be comforting, but they just made you sadder. You walked home sad and defeated that day. You realized you’d never see them again. Not the vampire brothers, Barbatos or Diavolo, the werewolves or even Solomon. You knew this would take some getting used to.
You buried yourself in the warmth of your bed as soon as you got home. You look over at your dirty clothes. You sighed, figuring you’d do some laundry. You sorted through your clothes, tossing them in the washer. You grabbed a jacket and began pulling stuck out of the pockets to make sure nothing got damaged in the wash. Your hands felt something thin and smooth. You pulled out the piece of paper, wondering what it was.
As you unwrap it, your face lights up and you pull out your phone. This might be just what you needed to hold on to the life you desperately wanted to return to. The vampires may have taken most of your memorable items away from you, but not even vampires are perfect.
Solomon’s phone number was printed proudly on the slip of paper. And you were going to give him a piece of your mind.

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Within a few hours, you hear a knock on your front door. You get up quickly from your room and go to the door. You open it. Solomon sighs, annoyed. “Alright, I’m here. Would you please stop spamming me with calls and texts?” He asks.
You grab his arm and pull him into the house, slamming the door behind him. You plop him down on the couch. He grumbles but doesn’t make any attempt to get up. You sit down next to him. “Why did you take me away from them?!” You ask.
Your eyes are red and puffy although you aren't crying now. Solomon’s expression has a twinge of pain to it seeing you so distraught. “Look, Y/N. I’m not going to sugarcoat. If you were to return to the Vampiredom, you could very much die. Everyone knows you’re a human now. Not only that, but living as those brothers’ blood bag was dangerous to your health.” He explains.
You punch him in the chest even though it seems to affect him as much as a light breeze against a tree. “But they were my friends! I enjoyed living with them! And now my life sucks! I hate it here! I want to go back!” You cry out. You were taking all of your anger out on Solomon and he sat there, taking all of it.
He waited for you to finish your outburst. Tears trailed down your cheeks and you stopped hitting him. You sobbed softly. He sighs, picking himself up from the couch. “You’re not going to change my mind, Y/N. This is for your own good.” He took a step but you reached up and grabbed his arm.
He turns around, surprised. You sniffle and try to dry up your tears. “Just… Stay with me a little longer.” You said, desperate to hold onto your past life anyway you could. Solomon says nothing. He simply sits back down onto the couch and pulls you into his lap, just as he did when you first cried in front of him.
You cried softly into his shirt, letting him comfort you. He rubbed soothing circles on your back, resting his head on top of your shoulder. He thought about the situation. How miserable you were. What Simeon and Luke had told him about your life at school. Taking into account all of the vampire brothers who seemed to sulk no matter where they were. Even Asmo had grown sad and unenthused.
Solomon ponders for a bit. Of course, you could never go back to RAD. All the students knew you were human and you’d be a huge target. At the same time, though, this was a major setback for Lord Diavolo. He had been striving for the peace of Vampires with all other kinds, but this drama with Mephistopheles had set his progress back to zero.
Solomon gets an idea. A flawed idea, but an idea. An idea that could possibly help all parties involved. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone, typing in a number. You lift your head up slightly. “Solomon?” You question. He kisses the top of your head, ruffling your hair. “Don’t mind me. Go back to your cuddling.” Your face flushes slightly but you put your head back against his chest anyway.
His phone rang and was almost immediately picked up. “Hello. Yes, it’s me. I wanted to talk to you about an idea I had. When are you available? Tonight? Alright. May I take a plus one?” He asks through the phone, glancing down at you.
He smiles. “Ok. I’ll be right there.” He hangs up and gets up from the couch, holding you in his arms. You look up at him. He meets your questioning look with a smirk. “Come on. We have a meeting to go to.”

You gaze out the window of the carriage and your face lights up as you see the massive Vampire Lord’s castle come into view. Solomon chuckles watching you practically lean out the window. You pull up to the castle and Solomon helps you out of the carriage.
You run up the front steps and knock on the door quickly, Solomon following you. Barbatos opens the door and gains a surprised look on his face when he sees you. “Y/N! I heard Solomon was bringing a plus one, but he’s been so against bringing you back here, I would’ve never guessed he would do it.”
You smile warmly at the vampire butler. “I missed you, Barbatos!” You exclaim. His expression softens and he smiles back at you. “As have I, miss Y/N. So has everyone else. Please, do come in.” He says, opening the door for you and Solomon.
You walk into the castle with Solomon and head to Diavolo’s office. Solomon knocks on the door before entering. Diavolo looks up from his desk and lets out a hearty laugh. “Well, I wondered who your plus one was! Y/N, good to see you again!” He says. You tried your best to stop yourself from running at him and giving him a hug. “It’s great to see you too, Diavolo.” YOu say.
Solomon sits down in front of the desk motioning for you to sit down beside him. “Diavolo, as you heard over the phone I have an idea that could solve everyone’s problems. The brothers would go back to being themselves, Y/N would continue to live here and your wish for peace with other nations could be fulfilled.
Diavolo tilts his head. “A plan that can really do all that? Is there even such a thing?” He asks. Solomon chuckles. “Well, if you approve the idea, then yes.” He says. Diavolo pulls out some paper and a pen, eager to get started. “Alright, then what’s the idea?” He asks. Solomon smiles.
“I suggest we do a student exchange program.”

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You smiled gaily on the ride from the Vampire Lord’s castle to the House of Lamentation. Diavolo chuckled warmly. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone so happy.” He admits. Solomon rolls his eyes. “You should’ve seen her at her own house.” He retorts.
After discussing a few things with Barbatos and finalizing everything, the student exchange program was put into motion. The two human exchange students were going to be you and Solomon. That way, he could keep an eye on you and help you out if anything went wrong.
They were still sending letters to other kingdoms to see what other species and races would be willing to participate in the program. The great thing about the exchange program was that everyone would know you’re human and that’d be the point. This time, the students of RAD would be encouraged to befriend you and hold back their vampiric urges in order to carve the path forward toward peace.
The House of Lamentation loomed in the distance and your excitement grew. You longed to see the brothers again. As soon as the carriage stopped you raced out of the carriage and straight into the building, not even pausing to knock. Solomon shakes his head. “She’s too reckless sometimes…”

Mammon sighed sadly, sitting on the couch. He’d been moping around the house for days. Even Levi was starting to get irritated with his antics. He shuffled meaninglessly through some playing cards, laying down another round of solitaire. The other brothers were elsewhere in the house but they wouldn’t have been any better. The House of Lamentation had grown to be a sad place ever since Y/N left.
Mammon hears the front door open and close but thinks nothing of it. He only begins to grow concerned as fast footsteps grow closer to the living room. He turns around to face over the back of the couch to see what was causing all the noise only to be tackled into a hug.
“Mammon!” You cried, pulling him into a tight hug. He sputters a bit, unsure of what to do. He finally assesses the situation and wraps his arms tightly around you. You felt as if he’d never let you go. “Y/N! Y-you’re back! And you’re here!” He exclaimed, pulling you onto the couch and deeper into his embrace.
You grabbed his shirt and nuzzled your face into his chest. “I missed you!” Your muffled voice said. He nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. “I mean, I didn’t care that much… Aw, who am I kidding? It wasn’t the same without you here!” He said.
Diavolo chuckles. “I see you’re delighted to see her as well, Mammon.” He said. Mammon pulled away from you, his face red. “N-no! Sh-she tackled me! I was just being nice and hugging her back!” He explained. You rolled your eyes.
“Oh my gosh!” A voice said from the doorway. Asmo stood there, shocked for a moment. He walks quickly over to the couch and throws Mammon off of it, pulling you into a hug. “Y/N, oh my goodness! You’re back! You’re really back! I missed you soooo much, hun! Not even my spa treatments were helping!” He said. You smile and hug him back. “I missed you, too, Asmo!” You say happily.
Asmo giggles happily. “Now that I’ve got you again I’m never letting you go~” He says. Mammon growls. “Hey! Don’t just shove me off the couch!” He said. Belphie yawns, walking into the room. “Keep it down, you idiots… Y/N.” He drops his pillow upon seeing you, his face filled with shock.
You pull away from Asmo much to his disdain and pull Belphie into a hug. “It’s good to see you, Belphie.” Belphie takes a moment to process before hugging you back, placing his head on your shoulder. “I… Missed you. Naps just weren’t the same.” He admits. You giggle.
Solomon turns out of the room. “I’ll go get Lucifer and tell him the situation.” He says. You pull away from Belphie. “Where’s Levi?” You ask. Asmo scoffs. “In his room. He hasn’t left ONCE since you’ve been gone!” He explains.
You run out of the room and up to his room. You knock happily on the door. “Go away. Levi is not accepting any visitors at the moment. Just leave my dinner outside the door.” He said from inside. You smiled sweetly at the sound of his voice. He sounded sad.
“Ruri-chan for life.” You recited the old password. The one you used when you first arrived here. The room was silent before you heard sporadic movement inside of the room. The door flung open and there stood Levi, his jacket dishevelled and tears in his eyes. His eyes were red and puffy.
“Y/N? Please tell me you’re real and this isn’t some dream.” He says, reaching towards you. You grab his shaking hand and hold it in yours soothingly. “It’s really me, Levi. You’re not dreaming.” You say.
He sniffles a bit, a few tears running down his cheeks in the process before he pulls you into a tight hug. “I can’t believe it! You came back! And you even came to a worthless otaku like me!” He says.
You pull him deeper into the hug. “You’re not worthless, Levi. Or anything else bad you might think about yourself. You’re Levi. And nothing about you deserves the amount of hate you give yourself.” You explain.
Levi grips the back of your shirt tightly and nuzzles his face into your shoulder, dampening your shirt slightly with his tears. “Thank you…” He mutters into the fabric. You smile and hold onto him.
You were glad to be back, to be here with the brothers yet again. You weren’t sure what the future held, but as long as you were in the House of Lamentation, you knew you would survive.

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You had been back in the House of Lamentation for about 2 hours but that did not stop the brothers from constantly hanging onto you. All of you had been hanging around the living room, the brothers refusing to leave you for one second.
The only one you hadn’t met with again yet was Lucifer, who was talking about the new exchange program with Diavolo. Asmo grabbed your hand. “Ah, your cuticles are in need of extensive care, hun! We have to get you taken care of!” Asmo says, inspecting your nails. Mammon jumps from his seat. “Ay! No stealing Y/N from us!” He shouts.
Levi nods. “This is the PDA police! Get your hands where I can see them!” He shouts. Asmo scoffs, letting go of your hand. “Alright, fine! But tomorrow, feel free to come over to my room. I’ll let you know just how much I’ve missed you~” Asmo states, winking at you.
Before you can respond to Asmo’s flirty remark, Beel hands you some food, his own mouth full. “Are you hungry, Y/N? You should eat something.” He says. You take the food from him, smiling. “Thanks, Beel.”
Beel smiles at you. Belphie yawns, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Are you sure you’re not tired? We could take a nap together.” He says, nuzzling his head against you. You chuckle, patting him on the head. “No, I’m good for now Belphie. Maybe later.” You say.
Belphie smiles at the thought and returns to slumber, not letting go of you. Satan sighs. “Stop crowding her, guys. She just got back and we’re not even caring about what she thinks. This is why she was taken away from us in the first place.” Satan says.
The room grows silent, all the brothers looking guilty. Beel gulps his food, sadly glancing at you. “We’re really sorry, Y/N. We should’ve cared about you more. We were insensitive.” He says. Satan nods. “We truly didn’t leave a good first impression. We definitely were the monsters expressed in your human world stories. We deeply regret our actions.” He explains.
Asmo nods, wrapping his arms around you. “We treated you so horribly, hun! We promise we’ll never make you feel like that again!” He cries. You wrap your arms around him. “I believe you, Asmo.” You say.
“Y/N.” A voice rings through the room. You glance towards the doorway, the prideful figure staring down at you. “The exchange student program has been completed. We’re still waiting for other exchange students to apply, but you and Solomon will be our human representatives.” He explains.
You nod. “Where’s Diavolo and Solomon?” You ask. “They headed to the Vampire Lord’s castle to finalize things.” Lucifer explains. “Ah.” You respond. Lucifer glances at all of his brothers. “Speaking of school, you all should head to bed if you know what’s good for you. It’s rather late for a school night.” He says.
All the brothers sigh and gripe about it. Lucifer growls. “I’m retiring for the night. None of you are allowed to keep me up.” He explains, walking out of the room. And with that, the prideful vampire was gone.
You stand up, yawning. “I should be getting to bed. It’s been a long day.” You explain. Satan nods. “Yes, you should. Good night, Y/N.” He says. You smile at the vampire brothers and leave for your room.
As you place your hand on the door knob, someone clears their throat behind you. You turn around and see Mammon, fidgeting awkwardly. “Hey…” He says. You turn around and smile kindly at him. “Yes, Mammon?” You ask.
He blushes, rubbing the back of his neck. “I just wanted to let ya know…” He sighs, gathering himself. “I’m sorry. Like, really sorry. I messed up badly the first time. But…” He explains, grabbing your hand.
“I want to prove to you that I can treat you better. And I want you to know how sorry I am. Can ya forgive me?” Mammon asks sincerely. He was on the verge of tears. You nod, pulling him into a hug. “I forgive you, Mammon.”
Mammon pauses for a second before wrapping his arms back around you, pulling you into a tight hug. “...I missed this. I missed you.” He mutters into your shoulder. He chuckles nervously. “I don’t want to let go.”
You giggle. “I have to go to bed, Mammon.” You chuckle. He pulls away from you, his face red. “Yeah, yeah.” He sighs. “Tomorrow. Clear your schedule. You’re going shopping with the Great Mammon.” He says. “Promise you’ll go with me tomorrow!” He says.
You chuckle and nod. “Yes, I’ll go with you tomorrow.” You giggle. He smiles. “Good. Good night, Y/N.” He says, walking back down the hall. You smile again before heading into your room.
You lay down on the bed, stretching out in the familiar space. You let out a happy sigh before curling up in the sheets and going to sleep. Things were going to get better now that you were back home.

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Mammon took you to store after store, not sparing any expense. You awkwardly fidget at his side as he picked out another outfit for you. “Hmm, and this skirt. Alright. Try this on.” He says, handing you more clothes.
“Mammon, you really don’t have to spend this much money on me.” You say. Mammon looks at you, confused you’d be questioning his spending spree. “I want to spend money on ya. What’s the problem?” He asks.
You sigh. “Alright, but can’t I at least carry some of the bags?” You ask, motioning to the multiple bags Mammon held in his arms. Mammon grinned. “Nah, this is nothing! You should go shopping with Asmo. Now, go try those on.” He says, pushing you into a nearby dressing room.
He sits outside, waiting for you to get out. You begin sorting through the clothes, putting them on. “So, you’ve gone shopping with Asmo?” You ask from behind the curtain. “Yeah. I had to pay for all of it, too. It was Lucifer’s punishment after I sold Asmo’s makeup.” You hear Mamon say from the other side.
You chuckle. “I guess you’ve always done that.” You say. Mammon grumbles. “Hey, ya don’t have to bring up everything I’ve done wrong…” He mutters. You giggle. “I’ll stop, I promise.”
You step out of the dressing room. “Well, how is it?” You ask, a little nervous he wouldn’t like it. With a small blush on his face, Mammon turns to the nearest shop helper, pointing at you. “Add everything she’s wearing to my purchase.” He says.
“Mammon…” You grumble, about to say something about him spending too much. “Shush and put this on.” He says, handing you another outfit. He grins at you. “Don’t worry. Lucifer lent me his credit card.”
You tilt your head. “Why would he do that?” You ask. Mammon sits back in his chair. “He wanted to take you out himself, but he was too busy with the exchange program and other student council work.” He explains. You nod.
You glance at the outfit and your face flushes. “Mammon, this skirt barely covers anything!” You complain. Mammon blushes back. “Ya won’t know until you try it on! Go! Put it on!” He says, losing his cool.

You head home, Mammon carrying a bunch of bags. You had finally gotten him to budge on giving you two bags but nothing more. “I’ll put these in your room. Can ya give Lucifer back his credit card?” He asks, handing it to you. You take it.
“Are you sure you don’t want to keep it?” You tease, wagging it in front of his face. “Ahhh, it’s tempting! But I could never cheat on my baby Goldie!” He grins at you. “Besides, I’m in a good mood right now. Better give it up now before I’m not so keen on it.”
You shrug, heading to Lucifer’s room. Just a few months ago, you cowered before this door. Now, it was no scarier than any other door. You knocked. “Lucifer?” You called. “Yes, come in.” He says from the inside.
Lucifer was at his desk, looking over some papers. He glances up at you, motioning to the chair in front of him. “Please. Take a seat.” He says. You walk up to him, handing him the credit card. “Here.” You say.
Lucifer skeptically took it. “He gave it up this easily?” He asks, examining the card to make sure it wasn’t a fake. “I was surprised, too!” You admit. You sit down. “Did you want to talk about something?” You ask.
Lucifer clears his throat. “Yes. We’re still settling the exchange program, but we think that this first year, we’ll only have humans and werewolves. Anyways, I still haven’t apologized for the way I’ve acted during your first stay here. I was no better than my other brothers and I apologize.”
You smile at him. “I forgive you, Lucifer.” You say. He smiles back. “I’m glad. Your generosity is something of a marvel to me.” He admits. “With the exchange program almost complete, Diavolo has asked me to take a vacation. I figured everyone could use one, too. Is there anywhere you’d like to go?” Lucifer asks.
You think about it for a bit, but can’t think of anywhere to go. “Hmm…” You ponder. “You don’t have to come up with an answer now, but soon. Thank you for your time, Y/N.” He says. You smile and walk out of the room. “Thanks, Lucifer.”
You walk out of the room and down the hall to your room. “Hmm… Somewhere to go…” You mutter to yourself. You walk into your bedroom, noticing it’s pitch black. You reach towards the lightswitch.
A hand grabs yours before you reach it and you feel yourself get pulled into the bed. “Wah!” You cry out. “Shhh… Sleepy time…” Belphie coos in your ear. “Belphie?” You ask. He yawns. “I couldn’t sleep, so I came in here to ask if you’d sleep with me but I saw that idiot unpacking bags and you were nowhere. So I just waited for you to come back.” He explains.
“Now. Sleep.” He says, wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling into your body. You sigh contently, relaxing into his arms. The two of you rest for a few minutes. “...Belphie?” You ask. “Hm?” He responds sleepily.
“If you could go anywhere, where would you go?” You ask. Belphie thinks for a minute. “I guess… The human world.” He says. “The human world?” You ask. He nods against you. “Yeah. I’ve never been. But it’d be hard to choose just one place.” He says.
“I see.” You respond. Belphie yawns again, pulling you tighter against him. “Okay, enough talking. Sleep.” He mutters into you. You smile and cuddle up next to him. You were satisfied knowing you had your answer.

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You smile, looking at the train. You were also just happy to be back in the human world but with the Vampire brothers this time. After you had told Lucifer you wanted to go to the human world with everyone, he scheduled a train tour.
Everyone was being chaotic, as per usual. You just felt bad for the poor workers who had to haul all of Asmo’s luggage on board. Lucifer sighs. “I can’t take them anywhere.” You smile at him. “Thanks for this.” You say.
He shakes his head. “No, it’s the least I could do. You’ve changed me and my brothers for the better. It’s only fair.” Belphie yawns behind you. “I’m heading on the train… We won’t get to our first destination until tomorrow, so I’m going to sleep.” He says.
“Ok, goodnight Belphie!” You say, waving him off. “Y/N! I got ya a souvenir!” Mammon calls out. You turn to him and he hands you a keychain. “It’s a Harrison Porter keychain! I got us matching ones!” He says enthusiastically.
“Thanks Mammon!” You say, taking the keychain from him. “But what’s all that in the bag?” You ask, looking at his bag. He grins. “This stuff is much rarer in the Vampiredom than the Human world. So I’m taking it home and sellin’ it for a profit!” He exclaims.
You sigh. “Good grief, Mammon.” You say. The horn on the train sounds out. Asmo grabs your arm. “Welp, time to get on the train! Let’s go explore the train together, Y/N~” He exclaims, dragging you onto the train with Mammon yelling behind you.
“Ey! Let go of Y/N! I was talkin’ to her first!” He shouts, following the two of you onto the train. You lean out the train door as it takes off down the track. You inhaled deeply, feeling the wind blow through your hair.
You hear Satan chuckle behind you. “Aren’t you excitable.” He says. You grin. “It’s fun! You should try it.” Satan tilts his head. “Are you sure that’s really safe? After all, you are sticking your head out into a very dangerous situation.” He says, approaching you.
You giggle. “Part of the fun of being mortal! Come on!” You say. Satan sighs, standing beside you. The wind blows against him. He smiles. “Alright, it’s pretty enjoyable.” He admits.
“See?” You nudge him with your shoulder. He smirks at you and ruffles your hair. “Let’s get on the train. You can look at things through the windows.” You nod, sticking your head out one more time for good measure before going inside the train.
Satan explains the basic layout of the train before leaving to chill in his room. Asmo practically tackles you. “Y/NNN! I wanted to explore the train with you!” He whines, clinging onto your arm. You giggle.
“Sorry, Asmo. I was just enjoying the wind in my hair.” You explain. Asmo looks up, gasping. “Oh my, you poor thing! Your hair is a mess!” He grabs your arm. “We need a makeover, stat!” He cries, dragging you through the train.
Levi looks up from his console, seeing you. “Hey Y/N, wanna play Vampire Crossing with me?” He asks. “Can’t play now. This is a beauty emergency!” Asmo yells, pushing past Levi.
You exhale. You wondered just how chaotic this trip was going to be. Stuck on a train with 7 insane vampires for hours on end. You had heard the chefs have already started crying from Beel’s appetite.
Whatever this trip brings was certainly going to be a surprise. Little did you know what this trip was going to entail.

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Asmo drags you into his cabin and rummages through his bags. “Aha! I never leave home without my make-up bag!” He exclaims, pulling a pink bag covered in white hearts. He sits you down on the bench.
“Alright, stay still sweetheart, and I’ll fix everything~” Asmo says, brushing your hair. The two of you stay there in silence for a bit. “Asmo, are you excited for this vacation?” You ask. Asmo nods. “Of course! Vacations are really trending right now!” He exclaims.
You chuckle. “Any other reason you’re excited for this trip?” You ask. “Yup! There’s a skin care product that’s only available in the human world. I hear it lets you practically glow! I need to get my hands on it!” Asmo says enthusiastically, putting the brush away.
“All right, my sweet little human is all back to her beautiful self! Now, if you need me, I’ll be in the bathroom fixing my face.” He explains, getting up from the bench and leaving the cabin. You pick up a mirror from his make-up bag. He went a little overboard and did your hair up for you but you didn’t mind. It was cute.
You walk out of the cabin and bump immediately into Lucifer. “Oh, Y/N. I was just looking for you.” He says. He hands you a piece of paper. “I wrote down all of the places we’ll be stopping. Since we boarded the train late, we won’t get to our first stop until tomorrow. Should I show you to your room?” He asks.
You shake your head. “No thank you, Lucifer. I want to stay up and see the sights a little longer.” You explain. He nods. “Don’t stay up too late.” He says before leaving again. You glance at the piece of paper. Tomorrow, you were stopping at Transylvania. Interesting.
You giggled a little, thinking about the irony that vampires were taking you to see Transylvania. You decided to go check out the food cart and maybe stop Beel from destroying the train’s entire food supply.
You read over the paper a bit more as you walked, highlighting in your mind all the places that stuck out to you. You stopped as you bumped into someone and dropped the paper. “Ah, I’m sorry!” You said, ducking down to try to grab the paper.
The figure you had bumped into you grabbed the paper and glanced at it a bit before handing it back to you. His face was monotone and he seemed very serious. “...Here.” He said, handing you the paper. His silver hair stood out to you and he was very pretty.
“Ah, thanks.” You muttered, grabbing the paper from him. “Y/N, where are ya? Levi’s beating me at Vampire Cart!” You heard Mammon calling to you from somewhere further on the train.
“Coming!” You called back. You wave to the man one last time. “Bye. Again, sorry for bumping into you.” You say, running off. He watches as you run off, his head tilting slightly. “...Y/N?”

You stayed up late, Levi and Mammon peer-pressuring you into playing video games with them. At some point, you must’ve dozed off on one of the train seats. Levi beat Mammon for the 100th time and Mammon growled.
“Oh, come on! You have to be cheating!” He yells. Levi sticks his tongue out at Mammon. “I’m not you, Mammon!” Levi complains. A loud yawn distracts the two vampires and they turn around to their sleepy yet grumpy little brother.
“Shut up… Before you wake Lucifer.” He says, rubbing his eyes. Levi sighs, turning off the console. “Fine. Come on, Mammon.” Levi says. Mammon follows Levi out of the train section.
Belphie glances at you sleeping on the booth. You shivered slightly, but other than that you looked peaceful. Belphie smiled at you. He carefully slips an arm under your legs, then your back. He picks you up carefully, trying his best not to wake you.
He carries you down the train hallways, yawning quietly to himself. He eventually arrives at his room, pushing the door open with his foot. He places you down carefully onto the bed and scoots next to you, throwing the blanket over the two of you.
He yawns one last time, burying his face into you. “...So warm…” He mutters sleepily into your back, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close to him. In your sleep, you smiled softly, feeling a lot warmer now.

As the train clacked against the dark tracks at night, a single figure didn’t sleep. It wandered to and fro through the train, inspecting everything. “Hmm.” It muttered. It’s cell phone rang. It picked up. “I can’t get anything here. We arrive at our first destination by early morning.”
The figure listened to the other end. “Yes. I understand… Will do.” It hung up, putting the phone away. It glanced around the train. “Hm. Where was that girl staying?”

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The train came to a skidding halt at its destination. Transylvania. You watched expectantly out of the windows, admiring the scenery of Romania and the gorgeous architecture. Everything looked like it came out of a story book.
Before you could leave the train, Lucifer had to give all of you a little talk on what to do and what not to do. Most of it was pretty basic. Keep your phone on you at all times, don’t miss the train when it leaves at the end of the day, don’t reveal you’re vampires, etc. Most of his safety instructions seemed to be directed at you since he seemed to care less if his brothers got lost here.
You checked your phone, wallet and map one last time before heading out of the train. Of course, the brothers fought with who got to spend time with you first and to stop a full outbreak from happening, they drew lots. The winner was Beel.
You and Beel walked through the gorgeous place, admiring the scenery more than anything. It wasn’t long before a cafe caught Beel’s attention or, more appropriately, his appetite.
“Food..” He muttered, walking towards the cafe. You simply chuckled and grabbed Beel’s hand, pulling him towards the cafe. “Come on, then. But don’t eat everything.” You say. Beel nods, a big grin plastered over his face. “I promise.” He says.
The bakery was filled with delicious baked goods and the place smelled like sugar and cinnamon. Beel immediately ordered 5 different things before you were able to stop him. The two of you sat down at a table while Beel began to munch down on all his treats. “It’s really good.” He smiles.
Beel’s look of content and happiness brought a smile to your face. He glances at you, gulping down a mouthful of food. “Do you want some?” He asks. “Oh, but they’re yours, Beel. I wouldn’t want to take your food away from you.” You explain.
He shakes his head. “No, I insist. These cookies are really good. Have one!” He says, handing it to you. You take the cookie and bite into it. Chocolate envelops your mouth and the insides are nice and soft.
You immediately smile brightly. “It’s really good!” You say, eating the rest of the cookie. As you finish it, you begin licking the chocolate off of your fingers. “Y/N, you have some chocolate on your cheek.” Beel points out.
You rub your cheek. “Did I get it?” You ask. “Here, I’ll get it for you.” Beel says, grabbing your face gently and turning it. He licks your cheek, removing the chocolate from your skin. Your face flushes from his proximity to you.
He smiles brightly. “I think it tasted even better that time.” He says. You turn your head. “Beel, that’s embarrassing…” You mutter. He tilts his head. “No one’s watching us. It’s fine.” He explains. Your face heats up. “That’s not the point!”

After Beel made the poor bakers cry with his immense appetite, the two of you left the bakery. You glance at your map. “Do you want to see some of the architecture now?” You ask. He nods. “Maybe we can ask Belphie if he wants to join us.” He says.
As you’re walking through the town, a puff of smoke in the street alerts the two of you. You glance over to see a street performer of sorts. “Welcome, ladies and gentlemen! How are we doing today?” He asks energetically. He wore a black, sparkly cape and a Victorian era suit. He wore a black masquerade mask that hid even his eyes in a dark shadow.
You chuckle slightly at his antics. “Beel, do you wanna watch?” You ask. As you glance at Beel, the sight startles you. His eyes were bright red as he watched the entertainer. It was like he was in a trance of sorts. “Beel?” You ask wearily.
He snaps out of it and his eyes return to their purple hue. “Ah, sorry. I guess I spaced off there. Yeah, we can watch.” He says. You and Beel approach the entertainer along with the rest of the tourists he managed to entrance.
“Now who here has heard of a phantom before?” He asks. A few murmurs from the crowd say they had, they haven’t, as well as some inaudible noises. He chuckles. “Well, we have a story around these parts. There’s a phantom that enjoys preying on those in travel. They say when he was alive, he was an entertainer at an express. That train would travel all over Europe and people would join the tour just to see his performances.”
“One day, he was betrayed by a friend. This friend was seemingly human but revealed themselves to be a creature of the night, with fangs and the speed of a winged creature. He was murdered on stage in front of a great crowd. They all shouted and screamed, but not one of them helped the entertainer. Even though they had traveled far and wide simply to see him, his final performance was not to their liking.”
“They all clamored over each other to get to the exit, leaving the man for dead.” With another puff of smoke, the street performer disappeared. The crowd glances around for him before another puff of smoke reveals him next to a tourist in the crowd.
“They say he still haunts the same express, killing anyone who’s too good to appreciate a show.” He disappears again and reappears by another person. “So watch your backs. Be humble...” He disappears again.
You feel a cold hand grab onto your shoulder and you turn slightly, the performer behind you. “And to be wary of creatures of the night.” He whispers into your ear. Beel grabs you from the performer’s grip, holding you protectively against him.
The performer smirks, a puff of smoke removing him from beside you and back to the center of the street. “Of course, that’s just a rumor!” He grins, sticking his tongue out teasingly. He begins juggling and the crowd laughs and cheers. Beel still held onto you protectively, staring at the performer.
“Beel? Are you ok?” You ask. He glances down at you. “...Let’s get out of here.” He says. You nod and Beel grabs your hand, pulling you away and down the street. You glance back down the street and make eye contact with the performer. He smiles at you once more, tips his hat to you, and disappears into a puff of smoke.

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Beel continued to pull your hand through the streets of Transylvania, not looking at you. His only objective was to get you as far away from that street magician as possible. “Beel? Beel!” You shout at him. No response.
You sigh and pull your hand away from his grip. “Beel!” You yell. Beel turns to you, a look of worry on his face. “Y/N. We need to find Belphie.” He says. You take a deep breath. “What’s going on? Why did you want to get away from that street performer?” You ask.
He steps toward you, grabbing your hand gently. “He… something feels strange about him.” Beel mutters. “In an instant, it felt like all of my vampire urges were unstoppable. For some strange reason, it felt like I was nothing more than a… monster.” He says, squeezing your hand gently.
“I didn’t want to hurt you.” He says. You smile sadly at him, cupping his cheek with your hand. “Beel, you could never hurt me. You hold back your vampiric urges more than anyone I know. Anyone who’s a vampire, anyways.” You say.
He smiles at you. “Thanks, Y/N.” Beel glances back towards the way they’re going. “Belphie’s taking an architecture tour on the top of the hill.” Beel says. You groan. “All the way uphill?” You ask, your legs aching just from thinking about it.
“It won’t be that bad.” Beel says, scooping an arm under your leg and lifting you up into his arms. “Ah, Beel!” You yelp, hanging onto his shoulders. Beel looks at you confused. “Is something wrong?” He asks. “You don’t just pick people up without warning!” You say.
Beel nods. “Ok. I’m warning you, I’m picking you up.” He says. “The time has passed, Beel...” You mutter.

You eventually meet up with Belphie for lunch and Beel manages to tell him everything with a mouth full of food the whole time. You had to be honest, it was pretty impressive. Belphie looks concerned. “Well, as soon as we leave this town, we’ll be through with him. We’ll just have to avoid him until then.” He explains. You nod.
You check the time. “Hey, we have about an hour before the train tour leaves.” You point out. Beel smiles. “Great. After we finish eating, Belphie can show us all the great architecture.” He says. Belphie yawns. “That sounds so tiring, though…” He mutters.
You get up from your seat. “I’m going to find the bathroom.” You say. Beel nods, stuffing his face with more food. You find the bathroom and wash up. You remember the red glow Beel had in his eyes, the concerning entertainer and what it all meant. You shake those thoughts away.
Once we leave this town, we don’t have to see him again. Beel probably just got really hungry out of nowhere. You tell yourself. You walk out of the bathrooms and bump into someone coming from the male bathrooms. You glance up and recognize it as the silver haired man from the train. “Oh, it’s you.” He says.
You chuckled nervously. “Looks like we keep bumping into each other.” You joke. He nods. “Yes.” There was an awkward silence as the man simply stared at you. You decided you’d have to be the one to break it. “Well, I’ve got to-” “Are you ok?” He asks, interrupting you.
“Huh?” You question. He narrows his eyes. “Are you ok? That’s all I want to know.” He says. Taken aback by the question and the serious tone, you just nodded. “Y-yeah, I’m fine.” You say. “Good. Good…” He mutters, pulling out his phone. He makes a phone call and walks past you.
“Ok?” You ask yourself, wondering what was up with that guy. You make your way back to Beel and Belphie and Belphie sleepily tells you about some of the architecture. It was a pretty relaxing end to a pretty weird day.
You were a little sad when you had to leave, but you were excited for what came next on the tour. All sorts of cities all throughout Europe in Germany, Switzerland, Italy, France, Spain, and ending in taking a ferry to London. It was quite exciting.
On the train, you heard news of a show happening in the theater. You were going to blow it off when you remembered the entertainer’s warnings. You weren’t one to be superstitious but you did now live in a world with vampires and werewolves, so you didn’t want to risk it.
“It’s just one show, right?” You mutter to yourself, making your way to the theater. You walk in and see that it’s completely empty. Not a single person sat in the audience. Maybe you heard the time wrong? Yeah. That was it.
You turn to leave again only for a voice to ring out through the room. “Where are you going? The show’s just beginning!” The familiar voice calls out. You quickly turned around and to your disbelief, he was there, grinning at you madly.
It was the entertainer from the streets of Transylvania.

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Your mouth was agape as you stared at the performer and you tried to formulate words. “I, uh…” You mutter. The man laughs, waving you off. “Oh, I’m sure you must be so confused. Afterall, you just saw me in Transylvania, didn’t you?” He asks.
You nod, slowly sitting in one of the seats. He chuckles. “Do forgive me. I work for this train company. I perform on the streets of our stops with that story to bring in business. It’s a publicity stunt.” He admits.
“Oh, that does make sense.” You say. He nods. “Sadly, I don’t enjoy that little stunt. I prefer performing here, on the train. But attendance has been… low.” He says, gesturing around you at the empty room.
You suddenly felt really bad for the man. “I’m sorry I was about to leave…” You mutter. He laughs heartily. “Oh, please. Everything’s quite alright. I wouldn’t blame you, afterall.” He says, sitting on a stool on the stage. “But now that you’re here, would you like to see the performance?” He asks.
You nod, smiling at him happily. He grins and bows to you. “Well, let the show commence!” He exclaims. You were glad you came. The show was fun. He was a rather comedic magician, his act a mix of comedy and magic. He would call for volunteers and of course, you were always picked. Not like there were any other options.
The man finishes his performance and bows. You clap for him, giggling happily. Despite his mask, it looked like he had a relieved expression on his face. “Thank you, really. I don’t believe I ever caught your name.” He admits. “It’s Y/N. What about you?” You ask. He smiles at you. “My name is Magnus. Thank you.” He says. He walks backstage.
You yawn, looking at the time. “Oh, I should probably head to bed…” You mutter to yourself. You walk out of the theater when a voice stops you dead in your tracks. “Did you enjoy yourself?” It asks. You turn and breathe a sigh of relief. “Satan, it’s just you.” You say, relieved.
He stood against the wall, his arms crossed and leaning against it. He looked agitated. “Is something wrong?” You ask. Satan grimaces. “I… I don’t know what's come over me. I’m so thirsty, it’s unreal. I instinctively went looking for you when I found you enjoying the show. For some strange reason… That entertainer unnerves me.” He says.
“Beel said the same thing…” You muttered. Satan grabs your wrist, pinning you against the wall. “Please, Y/N… I really need a drink right now. Please let me…” He mutters, leaning into your neck. “Satan.” You say. “Solomon won’t be happy about this.” You say, struggling against his hold. “Fuck Solomon… That damn vampire hunter isn’t even here.” He mutters, planting a kiss against your skin.
You whimper, kicking your legs against Satan. “Satan, snap out of it!” You shout, finally pulling a hand free from him and smacking him. He stumbled back a bit, but that seemed to snap him to his senses. “Y/N…” He says. You frown and push away from him. “Wait, Y/N, I’m sorry!” He exclaims, running after you. “I really don’t know what came over me! Honest!” He says.
You stop, sighing. “Beel said the same thing, too. I forgive you, Satan. But if this is going to be a problem, we might need to figure out what’s causing it.” You say. Satan pinches his chin, pondering. “A mystery, huh? Sounds like the perfect job for Detective Satan!” He exclaims, looking proud of himself.
You tilt your head. “Detective Satan?” You ask. “And of course, his lovely assistant, Y/N.” He grins. You sigh. “Good grief…” You chuckle, walking back to your room. “Hey, what’s so bad about it?” Satan asks.

The train arrived in Berlin the next morning. You smiled to yourself. The day was really sunny and nice. Sure enough, they had to draw lots again. This time, Satan won. Satan seemed proud of himself. “Now we can discuss the mystery more.” He smiled, walking away from the group with you. “As long as this ‘mystery’ doesn’t harm anyone, I’m fine with leaving it alone. This train tour is supposed to be a vacation, afterall.” You say, wrapping your arm around Satan’s.
His face flushes but he links his arm with yours, pulling you closer. “You’re right. We should relax.” He smiles. You and Satan explore Berlin, stopping at a cafe so Satan could look over the tour pamphlet. You got him some baked goods and handed them off to you, smiling at the taste of the food.
Satan’s eyes suddenly lit up. “Y/N, let’s go to the Pergamonmuseum!” He exclaims, showing you the pamphlet. You glance at it. It truly did seem like a great place to go. The Pergamon Altar surely was something to see in person. You nod. “Yeah, that sounds like great fun!” You say.
Satan grinned and grabbed your hand. “Great! Let’s go!” He says, dragging you down the streets of Berlin. You have to admit, the museum was a lot of fun. Satan seemed to be enjoying it, for the most part. Half of the fun was just seeing the expression on Satan’s face.
At the end of the day, Satan happily walked you back to the train, your fingers intertwined as he talked about all of the exhibits at the museum. “That architecture was amazing! We should see if Diavolo can add those types of flairs to RAD.” He exclaims. You giggle. “I’m glad you had fun.” You say.
Satan smiles, squeezing your hand slightly. “I had so much fun because you were here.” He says. Satan twinges in pain before looking in front of the train where a crowd had appeared. You see Magnus and know he must be doing another show. “It’s that entertainer again…” Satan jeers.
You chuckle. “It’s just Magnus. It’s his job to round up customers.” You say. Satan grabs your hand tightly and drags you onto the train. “Satan! What’s the rush?” You shout as he roughly takes you onto the train. He breathes a big air of relief as he enters the train.
He grabs your shoulders, looking into your eyes with his glowing red ones. “Promise me you will never go near him again.” He growls. “Satan, what’s wrong with you?” You ask. “Promise me!” He shouts. You stare at him for a bit before nodding. “F-fine. I will.” You say.
Satan lets go of you. “Thank you…” Satan mutters, looking up at you. You see his eyes fade from red to their usual green. “I think this mystery is getting a little too dangerous…” Satan says, walking down the halls of the train to his room.
You think for a bit before heading back to your own room. “Why are these things happening?” You ask yourself. You wonder if this vacation will continue to be peaceful until it’s closing.

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The next morning came and you had to shake the uneasy feeling. Satan and Beel were right. There was something weird going on here. You were shaken out of your thoughts as you looked outside. The view was incredible.
The peaks of the Matterhorn were no longer far in the distance and you could see the snow blanketing the ground as you got closer to your destination. Switzerland sure was beautiful. You step outside of your cabin and try to find the brothers. No doubt, they were probably raiding the dining car, so you checked there first.
Walking into the dining car, you first see Lucifer sipping on a cup of coffee. “Oh, morning, Lucifer!” You smile at him. He gives you a small smile back. “Good morning, Y/N. How’s the vacation treating you?” He asks, gesturing for you to join him in his booth. You sit in front of him.
“It’s great! I love getting to see all of these new places.” You grin. Lucifer sips his coffee again. “We’ll be arriving at our stop soon. I figured it might be best to get breakfast there, so I’m making do with coffee for now.” He says. You nod. “That’s a good idea.”
He glances out the train window, watching the scenery. “I’m sorry my brothers are all fighting over you like normal. I thought they might’ve behaved themselves a bit more.” He explains. You chuckle. “Oh, it’s no problem. It’s just the way they are.” You say.
Lucifer smiles at you. “Thank you for being so understanding of them, Y/N.” He says. You grin. “You love your brothers, too, Lucifer. And I know they appreciate everything you do for them as well.” You say. Lucifer sighs, placing his coffee down. “Watch yourself…” He mutters. You giggle. “But… I suppose you’re right.” He smiles warmly at you.
Lucifer pauses for a bit. “Since we’ve made this hard on you, who do you want to spend today with? No lots. Just your own desires.” He says. You ponder for a bit, and a smile spreads across your face. “I think I know.”

You could hardly believe the excitement of the boy next to you as you walked through the town of Zermatt. “Wahhh! I can’t believe you actually wanted to spend time with me today! Just, wow! I’m actually outside with snow!” Levi exclaims, trying to contain himself.
You point at a nearby shop. “Let's get some food. I hear they have really good desserts.” You say. Levi nods enthusiastically. “Of course!” He says. After the two of you had enjoyed your “breakfast” of sugar and chocolate, you grab Levi’s hand. “Now it’s time for the actual plan!” You grin.
Levi’s face turns red. “Y-Y/N, you’re grabbing my hand… It’s almost like we’re a normie couple or something…” He says. You let go of his hand, feigning sadness. “Oh, I guess if you don’t want to…” You say, glumly. Levi’s face turns even redder and he grabs your hand again. “Wha- no! It’s not that, it’s just… Ahh! It’s like we’re on a d-d-date!” He explains.
You smile at him. “That’s because we are, silly.” You say. You hummed a happy tune the rest of the walk, holding hands with Levi as he used his other hand to cover his face which was burning up. The long walk left Levi a little winded, but you finally stopped and he caught his breath. “Say Y/N… Where exactly are we going again?” He asks, panting slightly.
“We’re going skiing!” You exclaim, showing him the destination. It was a skiing site called the Matterhorn Ski Paradise. They had multiple different difficulties of trails and you thought it’d be a fun experience. Levi’s face flushes. “Sk-skiing?!” He asks. You nod.
“Are we going to have… The cliche skiing episode?!” He asks. You tilt your head. “What’s that?” You ask. “In anime, there’s sometimes the skiing episode, a filler episode in which the characters have fun skiing. It’s usually outclassed by the generic beach episode, but still has stupendous amounts of moe!” He exclaims.
You blink a few times. “Anyways, the ski shop is over here…” You mutter. “Hey, were you even listening?!” He asks. You grin and help him pick out some skis. You had to admit, seeing him try to walk in them was hilarious. “Quit laughing! It’s harder than it looks!” He complains. You chuckle. “I think it could be harder.” You smile deviously, tossing a snowball around in your hands.
“Y/N, don’t you da-” Levi’s voice is cut off as you pelt him in the face. He falls and immediately starts taking off his skis. “You had me put these on just so you’d have an advantage!” He yells, tossing them aside. “You can’t prove anything!” You giggle, forming another snowball.
Levi grins, getting some ready. “Oh, you wanna fight huh? Take this!” He shouts, throwing the snowball with all his might. He missed you by about a foot. “Oh come on!” He shouts, dodging out of the way just before one of your projectiles of snow hits him.
The two of you continued your little game until both of you were exhausted and covered in snow. “So, are you ready to start learning how to ski?” You ask. Levi chuckles. “Give me a minute to catch my breath…”

After you and Levi had gotten your skiing equipment, you set off for the first trail. It was a smaller one and perfect for beginners. Levi fidgeted nervously in line for the ski lift. “Are you ok?” You ask. “I’m just nervous about this… What if I trip?” He asks. You hold his hand reassuringly. “Don’t worry, I’m here!” You say.
Levi blushes and nods. “Y-yeah! You’re with me! And we’re going to have fun!” The ski lift carries the two of you to the top of the slope. You and him had practiced skiing a little bit before getting on the lift and you could tell Levi was nervous. He was embarrassed that he couldn’t get his balance right and that he kept crashing into things.
You gripped his hand through the whole ride and he squeezed it back nervously. You could tell the action was helping him calm his nerves, however. Once at the top, Levi glanced down the slope. “Th-that’s much steeper than our practice hills…” He says. You rub his back. “It’ll be fine! Just remember how we practiced and remember how to stop.”
He nods. “Ok, yeah!” You could see he was determined to try this. “Ready?” You ask. “...As I’ll ever be.” He mumbles. “Let’s go then!” You say, pushing off and down the slope. “Wait, Y/N!” Levi shouts, rushing off after you. You had to admit, the slope was much different than your practice runs. But once you got used to the feeling it was a lot more fun.
“Y/N, you should’ve warned me…” Levi mutters, catching up with you on his skis. “I’m sorry, but look! You’re skiing!” You exclaim. Levi looks around, his face flushing. “Y-yeah! I am!” He says. You smile. It was nice seeing Levi enjoy himself.
Levi suddenly sputters, hitting a rock that was hidden under the snow. “Levi, watch out!” You say. You try to reach for him to keep him steady but he ends up crashing into you, instead. The two of you land just off the trail, a little worse for wear.
Levi holds his head and looks up at you. “Y-Y/N! Are you ok?! I’m so sorry!” He says. You sit up. “No, I’m okay, really.” You inhale sharply, feeling a sharp pain in your knee. You look down and see that the fall had cut open your knee and you were bleeding. “Oh, I’m so sorry! You should’ve never picked me to spend time with you! All I can do is mess things up!” Levi cries, holding his head in his hands.
You place a hand on his thigh. “No, Levi. It’s not your fault. And I enjoy spending time with you.” You say. “Look at me.” You smile softly, pulling his hands away from his face. His eyes were tearing up and you could see the faint red glow to them. He must smell the blood. You think to yourself.
“You’re amazing, Levi. And I wanted to spend today with you. So I hurt my knee. So we crashed. Did you have fun?” You ask. Levi thinks about the time training, learning how to stop and also getting pelted with some snowballs. He smiles. “Yeah. I had fun.” He says. You smile. “Then that’s all that matters.” You explain. You glance around a bit, making sure there were no incoming skiers. “Okay… Your brothers are going to kill me for this…” You mutter.
You grab Levi’s head and pull him closer to your knee. “Clean it up, please.” You ask. His face flushes red and he backs away. “What?!” He asks. “It’s starting to hurt and I don’t want it dripping blood all the way back. So… Can you please clean it up for me?” You ask.
His eyes glow bright red and he grabs your leg, pulling it closer to him. He moves aside some of the clothing around the rip and licks a line up the cut. It stung and you whimpered, clenching your fingers in your fist. Levi kisses the spot, sucking on it and cleaning it out. He licks another line up it followed by another kiss.
The movements of his mouth were soft and caring. It was unlike the feedings you had before. The stinging feeling had even disappeared. Levi stops, pulling away and breathing heavily. His eyes faded back to their normal color and he smiled at you. “Thank you for trusting me, Y/N.” You smile. “Wouldn’t have it any other way.” You try to stand and notice your legs are a little wobbly, too wobbly to properly steer your skis down the rest of the mountain.
Levi thinks for a moment before lifting you up into his arms. “Levi?!” You ask, wrapping your arms around his neck, scared he might drop you. “I-I got you into this mess, I’ll get you out!” He says. He manages to get back onto the trail and ski down with you in his arms.
“...You’re surprisingly good at this.” You compliment him. “It’s because there’s a lot at stake here! Like in the TSL when Henry’s friends are in trouble and he needs to muster the courage and strength to save them and-”
“Tree.” You point out. “Waah!” Levi screams, swerving out of the way just in time.

The two of you walked back to the train, the sun setting over Zermatt. You were sure the Matterhorn would look beautiful at night, but the train was leaving in about 10 minutes. “Are you sure the smell of blood isn’t noticeable?” You ask Levi. He sniffs before shaking his head. “Nope. Can’t smell a thing. They patched you up pretty well at the medic station. I’m sure they get a lot of injuries worse than a scrape.” He says.
You smile. “I enjoyed today.” You said. He smiles back. “I did, too. I want to go skiing with you again sometime.” He admits. His face flushes. “Hey, can we do a normie date thing?” He asks. You nod. He reaches for your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. “...Let’s walk like this the rest of the way to the train. Then it’ll be the best day ever.” He explains.
You giggle and hold onto his hand tighter. It already had been a great day.

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The night on the train was peaceful. All of the brothers were tired out from the long days of travel which meant they didn’t have the energy to bother you. The strange thing was that you had no idea where Magnus had gone. He wasn’t outside the train at all in Switzerland and you didn’t see him at all while roaming the cabin.
You didn’t think too much of it. After all, his presence was making the vampire brothers a little more than anxious. Maybe it was a good thing he had mysteriously disappeared. Then again, something didn’t sit right with knowing he was unaccounted for.
You tried not to think so much about it and fell asleep in your cabin. Sadly, your sleep was the unpeaceful thing of the night. Your dreams were full of a painful feeling. It was like hunger, but different. It was almost as if needles were stabbing your stomach. The feeling made it hard to move, it clouded your brain.
The room was dark and it seemed to go on for miles. A sensation cut through it all, almost as if it cut a line through the darkness and lit up a path. You followed it, clutching your stomach. You eventually saw a light and ran towards it, longing for a way out.
Upon stumbling into the spotlight, you saw your own dead body, your blood spilling over the ground. The sight chilled you to the core. A man with long, raven hair drank the fluids from your skin. He snapped his head back to look at you when you snapped up in bed. You quickly took in your surroundings, finding that you were no longer in the dark room.
You heard a low groan and looked towards the noise. Belphie rubbed the back of his head on the ground. “Why’d you have to get up so suddenly?” He sighed. “Belphie? What are you doing here?” You ask. “I couldn’t sleep so I came in here and started sleeping on your stomach. Then you woke up and knocked me off of you.” He explains, yawning.
“You were the reason my stomach was hurting?” You gumble. “Anyways, what’s the matter? Did you have a bad dream?” Belphie asks, resting his arms on the edge of the bed. You nod. Belphie smiles sweetly at you. “That’s ok. I have the perfect remedy for that.” He says.
He crawls onto the bed and gets behind you, holding you in his arms. His fingers play with the ends of your hair. “Just relax and let yourself fall asleep again. I’m here for you.” He says. Your eyes felt sleepy and you let out a small yawn. You settled yourself in Belphie’s arms and let him comfort you as you went back to sleep. You didn’t have another bad dream that night.

Arriving in Genoa, Italy, the lots were drawn and it was Belphie’s turn to spend the day with you. You look around outside, using your hand to shield the sunlight. “What should we do, Belphie?” You ask, looking back at the sleepy male. He yawns, glancing around. “Something where we can stay in one place. Maybe where I can take a nap.” He explains.
“We just woke up.” You point out. He nods. “Yeah, but the sun feels nice. It makes me sleepy.” He says. You think for a minute before getting an idea. “Belphie, you packed your swimsuit, right?”

You grin, staring out at the Mediterranean Sea. “Isn’t this great?” You say, looking back to the youngest brother. Instead of seeing a starry eyed Belphie, you instead see a boy fast asleep on a beach towel. You frown for a second before smiling again.
“Not today, Belphie.” You giggle quietly, grabbing a bucket and heading to the ocean. You enjoy the warm water surrounding your ankles before filling the bucket with water and returning to your unconscious companion. You contemplate your life choices before lifting the bucket and dumping the sea water onto him.
He sputters awake, sitting up and glancing up at you shocked. You laugh and drop the bucket. Belphie frowns before smirking at you. “Oh, you’re going to regret that.” He says, getting up. You quickly start running, Belphie giving chase. You rush into the water, trying to dodge him the best you can. You soon lose as he tackles you into the water, grabbing onto your waist.
“Do you surrender?” He asks, tickling your sides. You laugh. “Yes! Yes, I surrender!” Belphie lets go of you, letting you fall off of him and into the water. Belphie sighs happily. “The water does feel really nice.” He admits. “Aren’t you glad I dragged you into it?” You ask. He smiles. “Yeah.”
“Well, we can hang out here for another hour but then I have something else planned for us.” You say. Belphie tilts his head. “What do you have planned?”

Belphie’s eyes widened as the two of you entered the Astronomical Observatory of Genoa. “Y/N! Look at this! They have everything here!” He rushes about, glancing at all of the pictures and plaques which tell the information of each one. “This one was photographed nearly 50 years ago! I wonder where the star is now.” He says, glancing at the photo.
You smile at him. “You seem much more lively now.” You say. Belphie grins at you. “Isn’t this place great! Aren’t there other places like this in the Human World?” He asks. You nod, joining him next to the picture.
“We should visit them all! Just you and me!” He smiles. You grin. “Yup. That’d be great.” You say. You look up and see a figure past Belphie. A male with long, raven hair. You blink a few times, staring in disbelief before the figure disappears. “Is something wrong?” Belphie asks, looking concerned.
You shake your head. “...Nope! Everything’s fine. Let’s finish up here and head back to the train.” You say. Belphie nods and goes off to look at more of the things. You shake away the uneasy feeling and follow after him.
Only three more destinations. Could the tour continue to be uneventful at least until the end? Or was something going to happen?

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The night on the train was uneventful, surprisingly. You couldn’t get much sleep, nonetheless. All you could think about was that dream and the figure seen at the planetarium. Right when you were about to completely give up trying to go to sleep, you could hear footsteps down the hallway outside your door.
You sat up in bed, looking out the window of the door. The footsteps stopped at your door briefly before continuing on to other parts of the train. The soft clattering of the train on the tracks was the only sound.
You frown and get out of bed. Your hand grips the doorknob and turns it gently, peeking out and down the hall after the footsteps. You see a dark shape move around the corner. You quickly grab your phone and text Lucifer that you were heading out of your cabin, just in case something happened to you. You knew Lucifer would immediately come looking for you.
You rush after the figure, trying to catch a glimpse of it but always being a step too behind. You finally spot the figure head into a lit room and you breathe out the breath you were holding in before rushing into the room.
Instead of a terrifying person you didn’t know, Magnus looked at you with concern as he put his cloak down. “...Is everything alright?” He asked, staring at you quizzically. You stared for a few seconds before gathering your thoughts. “Sorry. I couldn’t sleep and I heard you walk down the hall and… I guess I just kind of followed you.” You explained.
Magnus chuckles. “Well, I know a thing or two about how tough the night can be. Especially for sleep.” He says. Despite everything, he still wore the getup you first saw him in, masquerade mask and all. Maybe it was his uniform as the train’s performer. Maybe he just liked the clothing.
He pulls up a chair. “Please. Feel free to join me. I was just about to make some tea. Maybe it will help you sleep.” You take the seat and glance around his cabin. It was small, but quaint. There was an open notebook on the desk. You glance at the first few sentences:
“Italy”
Fresh, rich taste. A little more briney than anticipated. Spilled it on my white shirt and stained it. Otherwise, delectable. Not as good as Transylvania. Sadly, I couldn’t try the one I had been hoping to. Perhaps it will be there in Paris.
The top of the page was signed with today’s date. “Hey Magnus, what’s this about?” You ask. He glances at the notebook and immediately closes it. “Ah, that! I, uh, must say, I’m a bit embarrassed by it…” He says, chuckling nervously.
You look at him and he sighs. “Well, I enjoy wine. I enjoy it quite a bit. You could say it’s the reason I took this job. Thanks to the tour, I’ve been able to enjoy the finest beverages each destination has to offer during my breaks. I like to write reviews about them so if I ever come back, I can try it again.” He says.
You smile at him. “That doesn’t sound too embarrassing. I think it’s quite neat!” You say. He chuckles nervously again before glancing at the kettle. “Ah, the tea is ready!” He says, quickly changing the subject.
He pours you a cup and hands it to you. You take it happily and sip it. It was a warm, soothing taste. “Sorry for intruding like this. You could’ve thrown me out if you wanted to.” You said, holding your teacup in your hands.
He shakes his head. “Please, think nothing of it. I rather enjoy people like you. I find you absolutely… irresistible.” He chuckles, sipping his cup as well. You take a few more sips, the two of you sitting in silence. “Weird question, but… what do you look like under there?” You ask.
He’s silent for a little bit. “Well, I suppose there’s nothing too extreme about my looks. I wear a mask because it feels… Safer.” He explains. “Safer?” You ask. He nods. “I’ve often had many people upset by my performances. And I perform all across the world on this train. When I’m not performing or on this train, I usually take it off. Therefore, people can’t recognize in and out of work.”
You nod. “I guess it makes a little sense.” You say. He smiles at you. “It does, doesn’t it?” He finishes his tea and places the cup on the counter. You finished yours as well and he takes the cup from you. “Thank you, Magnus.” You say, getting up from your seat.
He nods. “Think nothing of it! Again, I thoroughly enjoy people like you.” For just a moment, you thought you could see his eyes shine through his masquerade mask. They were red like rubies and exceedingly beautiful.
He leads you to the door. “And please, do come back at any time. I enjoy the visits.” He says, opening the door for you. He frowns a bit as he closes the door. You smile, feeling more relaxed and sleepier. A dark voice clears his throat from around the corner.
Lucifer held up his phone, displaying the text you had sent. “And just why are you sneaking around at night? You realize how dangerous it could’ve been.” He says. You smile. “I know. And that’s exactly why I texted you.” He pinches the bridge of his nose. “You wouldn’t have had to text me at all if you had just not gone out.”
He glares at the door to the room you had just exited. “That man knew I was here.” You tilt your head. “Why does that matter?” You ask. “Because. Just how did he know I was here and why was he so urgent to send you out when I arrived? Something’s fishy about that performer. I heard my brothers speak of him and now I see where they’re coming from.”
He glances at you, his eyes glowing slightly. “Let’s get you to bed. We arrive in Paris in the morning.” He says. You follow Lucifer back down the halls. You had to admit, something was weird about Magnus. But could you really think that without any proof?

Asmo was practically pulling your arm off as he dragged you down the streets of Paris. “Look at this place! The city of love! I’ve always wanted to come here on one of my dates! And now I have you~” Asmo says flirtatiously.
You giggle and playfully shove him. “Knock it off! You know you don’t have me.” You say. Asmo sighs dramatically. “Oh, I know. You’re the one who got away, Y/N! It’s truly tragic!” The two of you giggle at the joke. Asmo stops dead in his tracks.
“Y/N! Leho Paris!” He points. You glance at where he was pointing. It was a big clothing store. “Come on! It’s Paris, afterall! And no trip to Paris should be complete without some clothes shopping!” He says, dragging you into the store.
From that point on, Asmo had you dressed in practically everything in the store. It was fun clothes shopping with Asmo. After you shoved him out of your dressing room, anyways. He always knew what colors complimented your skin just right and what styles looked exceedingly well with your body.
In the end, Asmo ordered to have the mountain of boxes delivered back to the train. You decided to wear one of the outfits Asmo had bought for you. Asmo grabbed your hand and intertwined the fingers. “I’m glad that my first trip to Paris was with you, Y/N. You’re special to me and I wouldn’t have it any other way.” He says, smiling.
You smile and glance forward. “Let’s go to the Eiffel Tower!” You say. Asmo grins. “Of course! We can go to the top and have our romantic moment!” He says teasingly. You laugh and follow him to the tower. The two of you took multiple selfies outside the tower and then started your ascension up to the top.
It took a while but you and Asmo enjoyed each other’s company, admiring the view and taking more pictures. It was all worth it once you got to the top. The view was incredible and the sun had begun to set over the city.
You and Asmo smiled brightly while looking over the rails. Asmo moved his hand to hold yours and you moved your hand against his. Asmo sighs. “Ahhhh…I love you so much, Y/N. I thought I couldn’t possibly love another person as much as myself but I do.” You smile.
“I’m sorry, Asmo. But I’m not sure if I see you that way.” You say nervously. You still had no idea which of the brothers you liked the most or even if you liked any of them. But until you figured it out, you didn’t want to get any of their hopes up.
Asmo smiles sadly. “Yeah, I know.” Asmo freezes up a little bit and you glance over at him. “Asmo? Are you okay?” You ask. His hand gripped you tighter and you tried to pull your hand away. “Asmo, you’re acting weird.” You say.
His eyes gaze over to you, glowing red. “Whatever are you talking about, dear Y/N? I just love you so much.” You gaze over Asmo’s shoulder and see the black haired man. You gasp and try to pull from Asmo’s grasp.
“Asmo, we have to go!” You yell, glancing back to where the man stood only to find he had disappeared. He grabs the railing on either side of you, blocking you from leaving. “Why do we have to go anywhere? If we go back, then my stupid brothers might get to have you. But what if I want you more?” He asks, caressing your cheek with his hand.
“Asmo, snap out of it!” You shout. Asmo kisses your cheek, humming happily. “Finally… I have you to myself…” He mutters. His kisses trail down to your neck and he kisses your neck, licking the skin a little bit. He opens his mouth to take a bite when you smack him across the face.
Asmo stumbles back and holds his cheek where you slapped him. “Snap out of it!” You yell. Asmo glances back up to you, his eyes returned to their normal color. “Y/N, I am so sorry! I had no idea what came over me!” He says. You sigh.
“I know. The others have had similar problems.” You explain. Asmo stands up, not sure whether to try to comfort you and give you space. He decided on the latter. “I’m… Sorry.” He says, unsure how to make it up to you.
You were angry, but not at Asmo. You wanted to know what was going on and why these things kept happening. You just wanted to enjoy a trip with the vampire brothers. Was that too much to ask? You grab Asmo’s hand and take him back down the Eiffel Tower. “Y/N?” Asmo asks.
“I’m not letting our date end on a sour note. Let’s go do something.” You say. “Oh, Y/N! So dominant~” Asmo swoons. You take Asmo to a cafe near the tower and the two of you ordered the most sugary, Instgrammable treat the cafe could muster.
The two of you fed each other and laughed over the table. Of course, not until after Asmo took some amazing photos. The two of you walked back to the train, hand in hand. The events of earlier lay forgotten.
The two of you were the last ones on the train which Lucifer thoroughly chewed you out for but you didn’t care. You were determined to have a good time on this trip. You climb onto the train and notice something interesting. There was a drop of red substance on the door to the train.
You swiped it with your finger to find it was still liquid and the red substance covered your finger. You curiously sniffed it, a faint metallic smell filling your nose. Your eyes widened and you frantically tried to find a place to wash your hands.
Without a word, Lucifer grabs your hand and licks the finger clean. His eyes had a faint glow to them but you said nothing and let him finish. He lets go of your hand and gazes at you. His eyes were intense. “My room. Now.”

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Lucifer practically dragged you to his room, making sure not to run into any of his brothers. “Lucifer, what’s wrong?” You ask. Lucifer didn’t respond, simply dragging you into his room and slamming the door shut.
“I want to know what you know about that performer and what he’s said to you.” He says. “Magnus?” You ask. “Whatever his name is, yes.” Lucifer sits down, staring at you. You clear your throat. “Well, he goes around outside the train at all of our destinations. He performs to draw in customers. He’s apparently been sampling wine, too.” You say.
“I don’t know what you want from me, Lucifer. He’s just a weirdo who works for the train. I think it’s kind of his role to be mysterious in order to bring in more customers.” You explain. Lucifer frowns. “There was blood on the outside of the train. And my brothers and I both grow agitated when we’re near him. I think he has something to do with us.” Lucifer says.
His eyes narrow. “What were you doing with him last night?” He asks. “I couldn’t sleep but I saw him walking through the train. I followed after him and he offered me some tea to help me relax. That’s when I found out a little more about him, but not much.” You say.
Lucifer sighs, thinking. “It’s a tricky web he’s woven. But I can’t deny it. Something is up with him.” Lucifer says. You wait nervously for Lucifer to say more. “So… What’s the plan?” You ask. “There is no plan. My plan is for you to not get hurt. Stay away from him and stay away from any vampires. I understand you’ve had some close calls thanks to the agitated state he inflicts upon us.” Lucifer says.
“What? That’s it? You’re not going to investigate? What if this guy is really up to something?” You complain. “Then it’s out of my control!” Lucifer shouts. Silence fills the air for a moment. He sighs. “This is dangerous. I have nothing I can do. The only thing is to report back to Diavolo after our vacation. The best we can do is try to avoid him for now.”
You narrow your eyes. “That doesn’t sound like the Lucifer I know.” Lucifer glances at you, but refuses to make eye contact. “The Lucifer I know wouldn’t stop until he knew his brothers were safe. The Lucifer I know would take this guy down and do so proudly. The Lucifer I know would stop at nothing to see it through.” You say.
Lucifer glances out the window. “The Lucifer you know now has something more important to lose.” He mutters.
You stand there quietly. He looks back at you. “...You should leave, Y/N. Enjoy your time with my brothers. But stay away from Magnus.” He says. You couldn’t say anything else. You didn’t know what to say. So you just quietly left and went off to join the brothers.

Mammon grinned happily, looking up at the sunny weather. “Today’s a great day! And we get to spend it without my annoyin’ brothers to bother us!” You chuckle. “Come on! You don’t hate your brothers that much!” You say, nudging him with your elbow.
Mammon pouts. “Still, I like it better when they’re not around you.” He says. “What? Do you really like me that much?” You ask, jokingly. Mammon turns beet red and looks away. “I-I never said that! ‘Cause I don’t like you…” He mumbles.
You giggle and grab his hand. “So, what do you wanna do? Madrid is a gorgeous city afterall!” You exclaim. Mammon grins slyly. “Well, we could sneak into the Palace and try to snatch some gold…” He suggests.
You frown. “No crime.” You say. “What?! Come on!” Mammon complains. You think for a moment. “There’s a lot of museums we can visit.” You say. Mammon groans. “That sounds so boring, though…”
You think a little longer and smile. “Then let’s go to Retiro Park. It’d be nice to walk around and enjoy it on a sunny day like this.” You say, smiling. Mammon blushes and rubs the back of his head. “Y-yeah… I guess that sounds good.” He says.
“Good. Then let’s go!” You say, gripping his hand and dragging him after you. “Wha- hey! Y/N, slow down!” Mammon shouts, scrambling to follow behind you. The park was beautiful. You glance over the water and tug on Mammon’s arm. “Mammon, want to rent a boat? I think it’d be fun!” You say.
Mammon glances at the boat rental stall. “How much is it, though?” He asks. “Don’t worry, I’ll pay!” You say. Mammon shakes his head. “Oh, no you don’t. I’m paying!” He says. You giggle. “I thought you liked your money.” You say.
He blushes looking away. “I-I just figured it was the nice thing to do.” He says. You smile. “Thanks.” Mammon smiles back, his face still red. “Hey, no problem. Just… Let me do it before I change my mind.”

The boat ride was relaxing. You dipped your hand into the river and let your fingertips sink into the water. You glance over at Mammon, noticing he was distracted by looking around. You smirk and flick him with water from your hand. He pouts before grinning and grabbing a fistful of water to splash at you.
The fun was halted when your boat rower told the two of you to knock it off. You did knock it off, but the two of you couldn’t stop giggling afterwards. You got off the boat and glanced around. “Now what?” You ask Mammon.
“I heard there was this marketplace. Let’s go check it out. We can get somethin’ to eat.” Mammon suggests. You nod. “That’s a good idea!” So the two of you headed to the San Miguel Market. The smells coming from that place could be smelled from blocks away. By the time the two of you got there, your mouths were watering.
After getting some food, Mammon sighed happily. His cheeks were dusted with a bit of pink. “Ya know, I’ve had a lot of fun today. Just walking around, seeing the sights. Usually I’d think it was boring… But with you, it’s fun.” He admits.
You chuckle. “Aw. You’re gonna make me tear up.” You say. Mammon’s face turns a darker pink. “A-anyways, let’s head to some Museum. Ya wanted to go earlier, right?” He rubs the back of his neck. You nod. “Only if you want to.” You say.
“Well, seems like there’s nothing else to do, so let’s go!” Mammon says, grabbing your hand. “Let’s go this way. I glanced at the map and there’s a shortcut through these alleys.” He says. “You better not get us lost.” You say.
“Hey, this is The Great Mammon you’re talkin’ about! And The Great Mammon doesn’t get lost!” He exclaims confidently before dragging you through the alley.
After a few turns and Mammon nervously glancing at the map, you could tell he had no idea what he was doing. “Mammon, let’s just find a way out and see where we are. Then we can go from there.” You say. “What? We’re not lost! Just… A little turned around.” He says nervously.
You sigh. You suddenly felt the air grow colder. “Huh. That’s weird. It was so warm a second ago…” You mumble to yourself while Mammon continues to inspect the map. You look around, paranoid that something was going to happen.
“Hey, Mammo-” You’re interrupted by Mammon suddenly pushing you up against the wall. His hands gripped your wrists and held them above your head. “Mammon? What’s wrong?” You ask nervously. Mammon raises his head up to reveal his glowing red eyes.
“Y-Y/N…” He mutters, his mouth snarling to reveal his vampire fangs. You gasp, feeling the blood drain from your face due to fear. “Mammon?” You ask. Mammon’s eyes looked hurt, confused. He looked regretful.
That expression didn’t last as he quickly leans in and bites down on your neck. The bite was sharp and rough. You felt he’d tear your skin with how careless he was being. Your hands were useless, still in his hands.
You try to kick your legs and squirm out of his grasp only for him to shove a leg between yours, keeping your legs apart. His knee pressed right against your crotch, delivering a strange friction. You felt the blood drain from your body as you tried helplessly to resist him.
“Mammon… Let go…” You choke out, trying to reason with him. Mammon says nothing. The only noises coming from him were the sounds of him sucking on your neck. You weren’t sure what to do. This had to be another instance of agitation that the brothers had been experiencing but usually it was over by now. Was this the end?
You felt your hands quiver and your legs shake. You weren’t sure how much longer you could stay conscious. Just as you were about to give up, a figure drops down from above and into the alley.
It grabs Mammon and shoves him off of you, grabbing you and pushing you behind the figure. The figure looks behind at you. “Are you ok?” It was the silver haired boy from the train. Mammon groggily rose back to his feet. His eyes were still glowing red and he glared daggers at the boy.
“Move! Stay away from her!” He shouts. The silver haired boy sniffs the air. “Darn it. It’s gone.” He mutters. Mammon rushes at him and he trips Mammon over, easily pinning Mammon to the ground. Mammon struggled for a little bit before relaxing and shutting his eyes tight.
He opens them again and his eyes were normal. “Y/N…” He says, glancing up at you. You clutch your neck, trying to stop the blood from leaving the bite mark. His eyes widened. “Y/N, let me patch you up!” He says, trying to get up. “Not on my watch…” The silver haired boy says, holding Mammon down harder.
He reaches into his satchel and tosses your some gauze. “I’m sure you know how to patch yourself up.” He says. You nod and behind cleaning your wound. The boy growls. “Thanks to you, I lost my target. Darn vampires… Always getting in the way of the bigger problems.” The boy gets off of Mammon and Mammon scrambles over to you and away from him.
“Who even are you?!” Mammon asks, annoyed. The boy sighs and groans as wolf ears and a tail grow out of him. He exhales a sigh of relief. He glances back to the two of you. “I’m Raphael. A vampire hitman.”
Mammon tilts his head. “A vampire hitman? What makes you any different from a hunter?” He asks. Raphael’s ears twitch. “A hitman is hired by civilians while hunters work for a guild and on their own accord.” He explains. “Honestly, I just liked the name hitman better. It works better on business cards.”
“Who was your target?” You asked. “A vampire that’s been going around and killing people. He’s been on the train you’ve been riding and has been stained with so much blood that just being around him sends other vampires in a frenzy.” He explains.
“I would’ve had this job done by now but the one who hired me told me my main objective is to keep you safe. And with all your vampire boy toys, it's proven difficult to do both things.” He glares at Mammon. He sighs. “His appearance changes so it’s hard to pinpoint him down. He’s slippery.”
He glances at you. “I’ve said too much already. Go back to the train. He could still be around.” And with that, Raphael jumps up the wall and disappears on the rooftops. Mammon stood there awkwardly. “I’m… So sorry. I seriously hurt you…” He says.
You smile sadly at him. “I know you didn’t mean it, Mammon.” You say, grabbing his arm. Mammon pulls away from you. “You’re too nice to us, Y/N. If you had just stayed away from my brothers and I, you wouldn’t be in danger.” He says.
You frown. “But I like you guys… I can’t just abandon you.” You say. He sighs, smiling at you. “I know you can’t. That’s what makes you so great.” Your face felt hot from his words. Mammon blushes and looks away from you. “Let’s head back like he suggested. I don’t want you in any more danger.” He says.
You nod. “Yeah. That’s a good idea.” The two of you headed back to the train. The whole time, Mammon kept his distance from you. You sighed but figured it couldn’t be helped. Afterall, it was best if for the rest of the trip, you stayed away from anything potentially dangerous.
You got on the train and Mammon immediately headed to his room, not even speaking to you. You felt like crying. You didn’t want your relationship with the brothers to be estranged. The sooner you could get back to the House of Lamentation where everything was normal, the better.
You turned to head to your room when a hand grabbed your wrist, yanking you in the other direction. It took you a while to process what was happening but you soon realized Magnus had grabbed you. His long, black hair flowing behind him. His outfit was disheveled but he still wore the masquerade mask.
You could finally see his eyes behind the mask. They were glowing red. “Let’s go somewhere to have a little chat, shall we?”

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Magnus dragged you down the hallways of the train as you desperately tried to squirm out of his grasp. It proved ineffective as he dragged you to his room that he had taken you to the other day. He pushes you inside and slams the door behind him.
He pushes his hair up, glaring at you. “You know, I didn’t want to do this. I wanted to take my time with this. I really did. But you force my hand.” You narrow your eyes at him. “You aren’t really a performer on this train, are you?” You ask.
Magnus laughs. “Oh no. That I am. You see, I was half telling the truth. I do enjoy taste-testing all over the world. Wine is not what I enjoy, however. That was a cover. What I truly enjoy is blood.”
You roll your eyes. “Yeah, kind of figured.” You say. Magnus gazes back at you. “You’re quite calm for your current situation. I’ve taken you know that your compatriots are beasts of the night as well?” He asks, grabbing your shoulder and forcing you to take a seat in one of the chairs.
You growl as you sit down. “I don’t have to tell you anything.” You say. Magnus smiles, putting a finger to his chin. “Yes, quite. You don’t have to. I just thought I’d give you the pleasure of a final conversation.” He chuckles. “Do you not fear for your life?”
You glare at him. “No. I don’t.” You grin at him. He gives you a puzzled look. “You are a funny one, aren’t you? I am taken aback by your overall demeanor, hence my infatuation for your blood. But really? At a time like this, you still refuse to falter?” He questions.
You reach for a teacup on the counter, the same one that you had placed there the first time you were here. “You’re the one who’s funny. I have 7 bodyguards that can easily be summoned at the drop of a hat.” You say.
Magnus laughs. “Those little boy toys of yours? I assure you, your fingers cannot navigate your phone quicker than I can grab it away from you.” He says. You smirk. “Who said anything about phones?” You smash the teacup on the table before slicing your arm open, letting the blood drip out of you.
Magnus’ eyes widened. “Why would you do that?! Your precious, delicate blood! It’s gushing everywhere!” Magnus frantically tries to figure out how to preserve your blood. You grab the shard firmly in your hand. Your leg kicks up, knocking Magnus’ mask off of him as you slashed down and cut his eye.
Magnus shouts, grabbing his eye and falling backwards. “You little bitch!” He shouts, trying to focus on his surroundings. You rush up from your seat and run to the door, fumbling with the locked door. Magnus chuckles darkly, rising from the floor. “You take me for a fool, do you? The only key to that door is right here.” He says, raising his hand to show you the key. He tosses it behind him.
You clutch your arm, the stinging feeling beginning to spread through the rush of adrenaline. Magnus approaches you, stumbling slightly. “Now, come here and let me patch your wound. We can’t have your blood be tainted for any longer.” You back against the wall as tight as you can, trying to stay away from him.
The door knob jiggles. It jiggles more violently before the door is blasted off of its hinges, falling down on the floor of the room. Mammon stood there, his eyes flaring red and a snarl on his face. “Mammon!” You exclaimed happily.
Mammon held a hand up to you. “Don’t… Be any more tempting than you already are, Y/N. I can hardly control myself as it is.” Magnus chuckles at the scene before him. “How entertaining. I’d heard the rumors that my own bloodlust spread onto those around me but I’ve never had the chance to fully see it. This is quite amusing.”
Mammon growls. “I don’t care what you find amusing! You hurt my human, which means you’re going to have to die!” He winds up and throws a punch at Magnus. Magnus dodges the punch and grabs Mammon’s hand, twisting it and throwing him onto the floor.
Mammon grabs his shoulder and winces in pain. Magnus approaches you and you back away from him. “Believe me, girl, if you leave this room, those friends of yours aren’t going to be too friendly.” He threatens. He grabs a roll of bandages from the table. “Now. Let me patch you up.”
Mammon sits up from the floor, still holding his arm. His eyes still flashed red. Magnus began wrapping the bandages around your arm. He hummed a happy tune, a light pink dusting his features. “Yes. That’s much better. Aah, I’m so much more at ease.” Mammon gets up from the floor but Magnus grabs your chin. “Listen here, you brute. I have your precious human here. If you try anything, I might not be so forgiving.”
Mammon glares. “That’s playing dirty.” He growls. Magnus smirks. “Yes, I suppose it is. However, I don’t think you’d play any fairer.” He chuckles. He gazes at Mammon’s expression, keeping a hand on your arm.
“Your bloodlust is still strong, I see. I’ll tell you what. Lick her blood from the floor.” Magnus says. “What?!” Mammon exclaims. “You heard me. I only drink the purest of blood. The best I can find. I wouldn’t dream of drinking it from the floor, no matter how tempting it may be.” Magnus grins at Mammon. “So. Drink it. I want to know just how powerful my bloodlust is.”
Mammon growls. “Never. As if I’d even listen to you!” Mammon shouts, rearing up another punch. Magnus pulls you closer, narrowing his eyes at Mammon. “Excuse you. Our arrangement?” He says. Mammon immediately puts his hand back down.
You stare at Mammon in disbelief. “Mammon?” You ask. Mammon slowly gets down on his hands and knees, kneeling on the floor. “I’m… Sorry, Y/N…” Mammon stares at the pool of crimson on the floor before licking it up. Magnus laughed. “Yes! That’s exactly how a beast should act! Untamed, brutish!”
Magnus grins happily. “Yes, that is wonderful.” Mammon growls at him, lifting his head from the floor, his eyes slightly less red. “You forgot one thing, dumbass.” He says. Magnus tilts his head. “And what is that?” He asks. “Blood makes us stronger, dammit!” He shouts, getting up and punching Magnus right in the face.
Magnus lets go of you and growls. “You childish brat!” He yells, pouncing on Mammon. You grab the teapot from the table and crash it down on Magnus’ head. Magnus falls down on the ground and Mammon continues to beat him to a pulp.
As you search for something else to throw at the evil vampire, a hand grabs your arm and pulls you out of the room. You look up and see familiar silver hair, complete with agitated wolf ears. “Every time…” Raphael growls. You chuckle nervously. “Ah, we just keep running into each other, don’t we?” You say.
Raphael glares at you over his shoulder and you decide to shut up. He drags you over to a room and sits you down in the chair. “Now. Stay here. I’m going to finish off the vampire before he kills everyone on this train.” He says.
“Why can’t you just reprimand him until London? Lord Diavolo will take care of it.” You say. “This train isn’t getting to London!” Raphael shouts. “This train is rushing straight to the end of the tracks. That psycho is going to kill everyone here before he ever has the chance of being caught.”
You quickly rush to the window and look out, seeing how fast the scenery was passing by. Raphael rushes out of the room. “Wait, Raphael! Let me help!” You say, poking your head out of the door. Raphael whips his head around, his tail swishing angrily. “No! Stay here. I don’t have the ability to keep you safe anymore.”
Raphael rushes down the hall and you rush the other way, towards the engine room. You grab your bandages and rip them off, letting your blood flow through your skin once more. If this train wasn’t going to crash, you were going to need help.

Magnus grabbed Mammon’s neck, pushing him up above the floor. “You know, you brothers have really been a nuisance. I see why that fool of a prince keeps you around.” Mammon grabs Magnus’ arm and kicks at him, trying to get him to let go.
“That girl… She’s the scent I’ve been looking for. And nothing will stop me from having her!” He shouts. Mammon yells out and kicks Magnus square in the chest. Magnus drops Mammon and he falls to the ground, coughing and catching his breath.
Magnus takes a dagger out of his belt, raising it up. “It was nice to meet you. I’m sure your blood will taste nicely with all that love for that girl in it.” He says, aiming over Mammon. Magnus’ dagger is shot out of his hand and he looks towards the doorway. Raphael glares at Magnus, smoke billowing from the nozzle of his handgun.
“I’d say it’s about time we met face to face, vampire.” Raphael says, venom in his voice. Magnus laughs. “I thought I smelled a werewolf on this train. You hide it well, Mister?” Magnus asks. Raphael cocks his gun again. “I’m not giving you the courtesy of my name.”
Magnus sighs. “You know, I didn’t want things to turn out like this. I just wanted to live my life. But you stupid vampire elites just had to ruin things for me. We weren’t meant for hiding in the shadows, drinking when necessary. We are the supreme species. Why should we need to hide from the world?”
Raphael narrows his eyes, tilting his gun. “I shall humor you no longer, murderer.” Magnus chuckles darkly. “That’s fine. I shall humor you no longer, as well.” Raphael fires at Magnus only for him to grab Mammon and use him as a shield. Mammon gags out blood as the bullet pierces through his arm.
Raphael staggers back as Magnus throws Mammon at the hitman. Magnus grabs Raphael by the neck and bites into his neck. Raphael howls, holding his gun up and shooting Magnus in the shoulder. Magnus releases Raphael and rushes down the halls of the train. Raphael grips his neck, blood gushing out of it.
He looks out the nearest window, noting the speed of the train. He growls before tossing Mammon’s unconscious body up against the wall, having him sit up. “I’ll deal with you later.” He says lowly before gripping his gun tighter and running after Magnus.

You flip frantically through the train guidebook, trying to figure out what Magnus had done to the train and how to fix it. The dead train conductor lay bleeding out in the corner of the room. “Come on…” You mutter, the blood dripping from your newly opened wound.
You turn the page and finally find something of use. “There!” You quickly skim over the page. You look around the engine room before spotting the emergency brake. You reach out to grab it when a gloved hand grabs your wrist. “That’s a bad idea.” Lucifer says.
His eyes were glowing bright red. You tilt your head. “Why?” You ask. He taps the speedometer of the train. “If you were to pull that now, we’d derail in a matter of seconds. We need to slow this train down a little first.” You flip through the book even more frantically.
“How are we supposed to do that?” You cry out. Lucifer glances at the burning furnace then back at your dripping wound. “Y/N, give me more strength.” He asks. You drop the book and hold up your arm without hesitation. Lucifer grabs your wrist, licking a line up your wound and drinking your blood.
His tongue stung as it made contact with your flesh. You bite your lip, trying not to cry out in pain. Lucifer finishes licking the blood from your arm and pushes your hair aside, grabbing you and biting into your neck. Your hands press against his chest, gripping onto his jacket.
Lucifer finishes and his eyes glow brighter than ever as he pulls away from you. He licks a line up your neck, cleaning up the dripping blood from you. He cups your cheek with a gloved hand, looking lovingly into your eyes. “Everything will be okay.” He says.
Before you can say another word, Lucifer forces open the furnace and reaches in, grunting in pain. He grabs the burning hot coals and tosses them out of the furnace. He continues, like a beast digging in dirt, grabbing handfuls of fuel and tossing it out of the furnace. You reach for him, scared of what he was doing to himself.
A hand grabs you and pulls you away. “Leave him be, Y/N. We need to get out of here.” Satan says, dragging you out. Beel runs up to you. “Y/N, let me help Lucifer.” He says. You nod and tilt your head before Satan pushes your head back up straight. “Nope. There will be no more of that.” He says. “You need to save your blood. We’re not out of the woods yet and if you’re unconscious, it’ll make it even harder for us to protect you.”
Beel nods. “I’ll help Lucifer regardless.” And with that, Beel rushed into the engine room. A loud gasp filled the hallway as Asmo practically tackled you. “Who in the world would ever hurt this precious skin?! We need to get you patched up as soon as possible, sweetheart!” He says, reaching into his bag and grabbing a roll of bandages.
Once Asmo was done patching you up, Levi and Belphie entered the hallway to join the rest of you. Satan pushes you towards Belphie and Levi. “Levi, Belphie, protect Y/N and keep her safe. Asmo and I will help that werewolf.” He says, Belphie taking your hand caringly. “Wait, you know about Raphael?” You ask. Satan smirks. “Oh, please. With all the books I read, it was easy to tell he was one.”
Asmo and Satan rush away as Levi and Belphie pull you away. Meanwhile, Raphael was currently trying to hunt down Magnus, still clutching his bleeding neck. He pants heavily, his gun shaking in his hand. He sniffs the air and shifts his ears, looking around. Everything smelled like blood. It was practically impossible to tell.
Eventually, he tracked the trail to the theater, entering and looking around the dimly lit room. It was eerily silent. Raphael steadied his gun, looking around slowly as he tried to track down the scent. The empty theater was so disorienting, he didn’t sense the vampire and his murderous intent coming up behind him.
Magnus raises a dagger, intent on delivering the finishing blow. Raphael turns quickly behind him to see Magnus swing down the dagger at him. The dagger never met his flesh, however, as it was deflected by an arm. Mammon winces as the dagger grazes him and he pushes back up, tilting Magnus off center.
Magnus struggles to keep up right and Raphael quickly raises his gun, shooting Magnus through the chest. The vampire gasps, staggering back before falling on the ground. He breathes heavily, blood gushing out of his mouth. Mammon pants, glancing over at Raphael. Raphael gives him an approving nod before approaching Magnus and planting a foot on his chest.
He cocks his gun, aiming it at Magnus’ head “Wai-” Magnus was never able to finish his dying words as Raphael shoots him three times in the head, killing him. Mammon sighs, collapsing down on the ground. “Seriously! Could that guy have been any more annoying?” Mammon complains. Raphael huffs. “If it wasn’t for you stupid brothers, I would have killed him all the way in Italy.” He glares at Mammon.
Mammon chuckles nervously before breaking eye contact. Raphael leans down and prys Magnus’ mouth open, yanking out a fang. Mammon looks disgusted. “Really? Y-you’re going to do that right in front of me?” He asks. Raphael doesn’t turn back, simply putting the tooth in a container.
“It's proof that I’ve finished my job.” He says bluntly, standing back up. “Now to stop this train…”

Beel and Lucifer worked together to get rid of the coal, Lucifer shoveling it out while Beel occasionally pulled water on his hands and tried to help by pulling other levers. Lucifer looks up and notices a sign. It read “End of the Line”. Lucifer growls, pulling out of the fire and gripping his hands. “It’s no use. This is as good as it’s going to get. Beel, I want you to grab that lever and pull.”
Beel grabs the emergency break and looks concerned. “But we’ll derail…”
“Just pull!” Lucifer shouted. Beel doesn’t wait another second and pulls down as hard as he can, Lucifer grabbing the pipes of the engine room to steady himself. Levi and Belphie drag you into the nearest cabin as they hear the wheels skid to a halt.
“Hold on!” Levi shouts, grabbing you and holding you steady against the wall. Belphie leans against the luggage in the room, making sure it didn’t fly around and hit anyone’s head. The train jolted forward, throwing everything with it and the train began to tilt. You squint your eyes tight as Levi held you close to him, using his body as a shield.
The train fell on its side, continuing to slide across the Earth, tearing everything up that was in it’s path. You could hear the window of the room shatter as Levi takes the brunt of the glass shards on his back. He winces but remains still, keeping you safe.
The train stopped with a sudden halt as it hit a large tree stopping everything in it’s place. The inhabitants of the train remained still, making sure everything was alright before moving. Levi shakes off the glass from his back and Belphie rubs the back of his head, groaning.
You look up at Levi. “...I guess this is our stop.”

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You bandage Lucifer’s hands tighter and he inhales sharply. You pout. “It wouldn’t hurt so much if you hadn't done that…” You complain. Lucifer sighs, leaning back in the chair. “Fine. Do as you must.” He says, trying not to focus on the pain.
After the train had crashed, Raphael, you and the vampire brothers all helped the passengers out of the wreckage. There were no casualties, thank goodness. Luckily, everybody was safe in their rooms for the most part. The train line immediately gave everyone a refund on the tour to avoid any lawsuits. You and the brothers used that money to get a few hotel rooms in Northern France where the train was heading.
Everybody else on the tour went home, but for the vampire brothers, it was going to take a little bit more effort. So you all decided to stay for a few nights before Diavolo worked out some way to get the group of you back to the Vampiredom. There was a small knock on the door to Lucifer’s room. Raphael poked his head through. “How’s he doing?” He asked you, entering the room.
Lucifer narrowed his eyes. “It’s not like I’m unconscious.” He says darkly. You rub some medicinal cream on his other palm and he winces. You start to wrap it. “His skin is damaged, but seeing as he’s a vampire who had recently had blood, his muscles seem to be fine.” Raphael states, looking over your shoulder. “Keep them wrapped up and provide him some painkillers and he’ll be fine in no time.” Raphael says, pulling a wad of bills out of his pocket and starting to count them.
You glance up at him. “Who hired you here anyways?” You ask. Raphael turns his head to the door. “Why don’t you ask him yourself?” He says. You turn your head and Diavolo enters the run, grinning at you. “Y/N, how are you?” He asks. You couldn’t help but smile seeing the Vampire Prince. “Diavolo, it’s good to see you.” You said.
Lucifer sits up a little. “How did you get here so fast? It takes vampires a while to get here from the Vampiredom.” Lucifer says. Diavolo chuckles, folding his arms. “Barbatos and I had recently opened another portal in the catacombs of Paris. Then, it was just a simple trek up here to you guys.”
Lucifer nods. “So, I take it we’ll leave from that same portal tomorrow morning?” He asks. Diavolo nods. “Correct. Also, no paperwork for you, Lucifer! At least not until your hands are all better.” He grins. Lucifer sighs. “It’s not as if I enjoy paperwork. It’s just that you never do it yourself.” Diavolo pouts. “You’re so mean, Lucifer…”
You chuckle and finish wrapping Lucifer up. “That should hold at least until we get back home.” You say. Lucifer smiles at you. “Thank you, Y/N. I shall see you tomorrow.” You nod and exit the room. Diavolo waves goodbye as he and Raphael follow you out. Once the door to Lucifer’s room is closed, Diavolo grabs your shoulder. “Y/N, I have a favor to ask of you.” He says.
You tilt your head. “What is it?” You ask. Diavolo rubs the back of his head. “I know I said you guys would be leaving for home by Paris tomorrow, but Lucifer really wanted to see London. It was the part of this trip he was most looking forward to. So, I’m asking you if you would please see to it that he has a good time.” He smiles at you, handing you two tickets for the ferry across the channel.

Lucifer’s mouth was tugged into a frown as you dragged him by the wrist through the town. “Y/N, must I really keep this blindfold over my eyes?” He asks. You giggle. “Just trust me on this one!” You say. “Hm. It makes it hard for me to do that when you refuse to tell me where we’re going.” You pull him around one last corner. “Okay, we’re here. You can take the blindfold off.” You say.
Lucifer pulls it off and looks at the ferry behind you. “Surprise! We’re heading to London for the day!” You say, holding up the two tickets. Lucifer quickly glances around. “...What about my brothers?” He asks. You grin. “Diavolo has sent them home already. He asked me to come along with you since you’re injured. I… Hope that’s okay?” You ask, starting to get nervous.
Lucifer smiles sincerely at you. “It’s more than okay. What are we waiting for?” He asks. You smile brightly and grab Lucifer’s wrist again, dragging him onto the boat. The ride itself was very peaceful, gliding across the channel and traveling down the Thames River to stop at London. Most of the ride, you and Lucifer stayed on the deck, watching the ocean over the railings and talking about the events of the trip.
Once the boat had docked, you and Lucifer began to explore London. The most enjoyable part for you was watching Lucifer’s reactions. Despite his calm demeanor, it was clear to you how giddy he was. It was adorable, honestly.
“Well, what do you want to do first?” You ask, after Lucifer and you had walked around for a while. Lucifer glances around. “What’s that thing?” He asks, pointing at the large circular building in the distance. “You mean the London Eye?” You ask. Lucifer nods. You smile. “Alright, let’s go then.”
Upon boarding the wheel, the two of you were excited. However, once the carriage got higher, you could feel the uneasiness inside of you. Lucifer notices. “What is it?” He asks. You laugh. “It’s nothing. It’s just that we’re really high up, aren’t we?” You ask. Lucifer chuckles, looking down. “Yes, I suppose this height would be nerve inducing for a human, wouldn’t it?” He asks. You chuckle. “Just a little.”
Lucifer smirks. “If you get too scared, you can always find safety in my arms.” He says. You turn your head to look out the window and not at him. “L-like I need that…” You pout. Lucifer laughs heartily, gazing out the window happily. “I’m sure this would look absolutely beautiful at night.” He says.
You gaze out and imagine it, smiling. “Yeah, it really would.” Once the wheel stopped and you were able to get off of it, Lucifer immediately grabbed your hand. “Well, we only have today. Let’s go to as many things as we can.” He says, smiling warmly at you. He was really excited. You greeted his warm smile. “Alright, lead the way!” You say and Lucifer leads you off.

Lucifer and you clink your glasses together as you settle down for dinner. Lucifer certainly did drag you all over the place, but it was nice seeing him enjoy himself for once. The two of you had gone everywhere. To the gallery, Museum, even to St. James park. Lucifer was about to drag you to a Broadway show, but you had managed to convince him against it saying that it was almost time to go back home.
You managed to dissuade him on the show, but he was determined to eat a fancy meal with you, so here the two of you were. Lucifer smiles at you, sipping his drink. You giggle. “You certainly enjoyed today.” You say. Lucifer chuckles. “Is it that obvious?” He asks.
You nod, sipping your drink. Lucifer smirks, leaning back in his chair a little. “How could I not enjoy today? I get to spend a day in a glorious city, without my annoying brothers, and on top of everything, with you.” He says. You smile at him. “Well, I liked seeing you enjoy yourself for once. You always seem to be so uptight.” You say.
Lucifer’s smile fades slightly. “I must admit, I don’t let loose often.” He says. A short silence fills the air. “...Y/N, may I ask you something?” He asks. You nod. He breathes out a sigh. “Do you hate me?” He asks. The question was so sudden that it made you freeze for a moment. “N-no, I don’t hate you. Why would you think that?” You ask.
Lucifer sighs, glancing out the window. “I haven’t treated you very well. I’m rather grumpy most of the time, I’m strict and I even took blood from you after we had promised to stop doing that.” He says. His eyes crinkle at the edges as he frowns more. “And to think… Whenever you’re in trouble, I’m always the last one to arrive to save you. It makes me feel…”
The waiter comes in with your food, placing it down in front of the two of you. Lucifer clears his throat. “Anyways, we should eat and head home.” He says, digging into his food. You pick up your utensils and begin to eat as well. The tension was very present between the two of you. You glance up at him. “I don’t hate you, Lucifer. I couldn’t care less if you’re the last to arrive when I’m in trouble. Just the thought that you care enough to try is enough for me.” You say. Lucifer looks at you, a bit surprised. His surprised expression subsides into one of calm. “The hearts of humans constantly astound me. You are a kind soul, Y/N.” He says.
You smile. “You are too, Lucifer.” Lucifer scoffs. “I’ve no idea what you’re talking about.” You chuckle and enjoy the rest of your meal. The conversation got lighter and the two of you enjoyed the rest of the meal talking about your favorite memories, fun times with the brothers as well as your interests. The two of you left the restaurant relaxed and a little tipsy.
Lucifer pulls up his phone. “Diavolo gave me directions to the portal…” He says, trying to decipher the directions. You smile. “I feel bad you paid for dinner, though.” You say, walking alongside him as he tried to figure out a path.
“Don’t feel bad. I picked the place, afterall.” He says, smiling at your kind gesture and turning a corner down an alleyway. “Is there any way I can make it up to you?” You ask. Lucifer smirks and ruffles your hair. “You don’t need to, so forget about it.” He says, putting his phone away and drawing a portal spell on the brick wall.
You lean up and kiss his cheek as he finishes. He quickly jolts up, covering his cheek with his hand. You smile. “How’s that?” You ask. Lucifer’s face was flushed and his jaw was dropped open. He composes himself and smirks. “That’ll do fine, I suppose. But I wouldn’t do that again if I were you. Or I might want more.” He says.
You giggle. The portal door opens and Lucifer offers you a hand. “Shall we leave this peaceful night and step into the chaotic future?” He asks sarcastically. You laugh and take his hand. “Yes, let’s.” You respond. Lucifer helps pull you through the portal and the two of you arrive in front of the House of Lamentation. The two of you walk to the front door hand in hand. “We should ask Diavolo to give you more breaks. You’re way happier.” You say jokingly. Lucifer smirks. “And leave the paperwork to him? As if I’d let that happen often.”
You reach for the doorknob and start to turn it when Lucifer gently grabs your hand. “Lucifer?” You ask, turning your head to him. Lucifer’s face was dusted with pink and he cups your cheek. “Forgive me, Y/N. But can you allow me to be selfish… For just a moment?” He asks, leaning into your face. “Lucifer…” You breathe out, his lips inches from yours.
Suddenly, the door opens and Mammon kicks Lucifer in the gut, pushing him off of you. “Get yer hands off her!” He growls, panting heavily. Lucifer gets up, turning slowly to face Mammon. Mammon suddenly wasn’t feeling too high and mighty. “Maaammmooonn?” Lucifer says with a smile on his face, but you could tell that he was anything but happy. Mammon shrieks and runs back into the House of Lamentation, Lucifer following close behind.
Satan softly bonks a book on the top of your head. “Welcome back, Y/N.” He says. You smile at him as he welcomes you in. “Yup! I’m home!” You say, stepping into the house. “I suggest you get some sleep. Now that you’re an exchange student starting in a week or so, you should get back on a normal sleep schedule.” He says, closing the door.
You nod and yawn. “Yeah, that sounds like a great idea. Goodnight, Satan.” You say. He waves you goodbye. “Sweet dreams” He says. You crawl into bed and smile at the familiar sheets. You sigh happily. No more traveling for a while and you had to start school in a little bit. You let your eyes close and your mind drifts off to sleep.

Your eyes open drowsily in the morning. Your head was pounding and your chest was tight. You sit up in bed and cough. You try to stand and only fall back into bed. Your legs were like jello. “Uh oh…”

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One thing you had learned after staying in the House of Lamentation for about a year is that news travels fast. And it only took about 10 minutes for all the brothers to gather in your room. “Y/N’s sick?!” Mammon shouted, trying not to panic. “How did she even get sick?” Levi asks, flipping frantically through a medical book.
Lucifer sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “She was in the human world for a while. It’s very possible that the sudden change of scenery from the Vampiredom caused her to get sick.” He explains. Belphie yawns. “So, how do we help her? We have work from Diavolo to help set up the exchange program.”
Satan nods. “Yes, all of us do have duties to do today.” He says. Beel hands you a bowl of oatmeal. “I heard this is what humans eat when they’re sick.” He said, letting you take it. You were sitting up in bed, your head spinning. “Thank you, Beel…” You mumbled.
Asmo whines. “Oh, I just can’t take it! What is she sick with?! What if she never recovers?!” He says. Lucifer raises his hand. “Enough. All of you. None of this is helping Y/N.” He says. Everybody quiets down while you weakly chomp on a spoonful of oatmeal. He looks at everyone. “Now, then. We can’t all stay home to watch her. And we all have work to do. I suggest we make a schedule. We’ll all help take care of her at different times of the day.” Lucifer says.
Everybody groans. “Another schedule? Really, Lucifer?” Mammon asks. Satan grumbles. “I hate to admit it, but he kind of has a point.” He says. “It’s the only way we can get our jobs done and have someone here with Y/N at all times. Besides, If we assigned it to one person, we’d all be fighting to the death right now.” He says.
All the brothers slowly nodded in agreement. Lucifer scribbles on a piece of paper. “I’ve split the day up into segments. We’ll draw lots to determine the order.” He says. All the brothers nod and like that, the new schedule was assigned.

Belphie sleepily waves the brothers goodbye as they exit the room. He closes the door softly and sits down in a chair beside your bed. “Well, eat up the rest of the oatmeal. You’ll have to eat if you want to get better.” He says.
You spin your spoon in it. “I’m not that hungry…” You say, playing with your food. Belphie sighs. “Come on. You have to at least try, Y/N. For me?” He asks, giving your puppy dog eyes. Your face heats up and you try not to make eye contact. “...Will you feed it to me?” You ask.
Belphie smiles, picking up the spoon. “Like you even need to ask.” He says, blowing on the oatmeal to cool it down. “Open.” He says, bringing the spoon to your mouth. You do as he says and Belphie feeds it to you. Belphie continued to feed you, placing the bowl down once you had eaten all of it.
You cough, covering it with your elbow. Belphie frowns, placing a hand on your forehead. “Let’s hope that oatmeal helps out a little bit.” He says. He pushes gently on your shoulders, pushing you onto your back. “Now you need to sleep. That’s what’s really going to help.” He says, yawning himself.
You cough a bit more, your throat dry and scraggly. You shiver. “It’s too cold…” You mutter, pulling the blanket closer to you. Belphie looks around. “Lucifer said not to give you any more blankets. We have to get your fever down.” He says. You shiver, closing your eyes shut.
You feel the bed shift and Belphie crawls behind you, pulling you into his arms. The warmth from him spread to you from your back, immediately making you warmer. “But Belphie, what if you get sick?” You ask. He nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. “It takes a lot to make vampires sick. Besides, it’d be worth it.”
You get comfortable in his embrace and soon you found yourself drifting off to sleep. Belphie smiles and kisses your hair. “Goodnight, Y/N. I hope you get better soon.”

You woke up a little later, sitting up in bed and coughing into your elbow. Your eyes were sore and your throat hurt. It was then you realized that Belphie was no longer next to you. You hear an 8-bit dying noise followed by Levi groaning in frustration.
“Oh, come on! I was so close…” He mutters. He looks up and sees you awake. “Y-Y/N! You’re up!” He says. You rub your eyes. “Levi? Is it your turn next?” You ask. He nods. “Yeah. You were still asleep once Belphie switched out so I just pulled out my game and started playing.
You stretch, feeling your muscles ache. Levi hands you a controller. “Do you want to play with me?” He asks, switching over to a 2-player game. You nod, sitting up a little bit more and squinting to see the screen. Levi turns up the brightness for you and props it up on a chair. He sits next to you on the bed, controller in hand.
“I-I know I’m not the best at knowing what to do, so if you want to do anything else, please let me know.” He says. You smile at him. “Thanks, Levi.” You try your best to play the game, but it was difficult with your head so foggy. Still, it felt nice to do something other than laying around. Levi seemed to be enjoying himself, though.
The two of you got through the level and Levi cheered. “Yeah! We beat it!” He said, holding up a hand to you. You high fived him and chuckled. You coughed a little bit and Levi smiled sadly at you. “Still not feeling any better?” He asks.
You shake your head, fiddling with the controller in your hands. Levi slides off his jacket and drapes it over your shoulders. “Belphie said you were cold. Maybe this could help?” He asks nervously. You slide your hands into the oversized jacket. It smelled like Levi and was very warm. You liked it.
“Thank you, Levi.” You smiled. Levi’s face turned as red as a tomato’s and he turned back to the console. “W-well, you’re cold, afterall! I couldn’t just leave you with nothing…” He muttered. You smiled and shifted in bed. “Alright, let’s play another level.” You say. Levi turns to you. “Y-you mean it?” He asks. You nod.
He grins and starts the next level. “Alright! You’re the boss!” He says. Just then, there was a knock on the door. Beel pokes his head through the door. “Your turn is up, Levi.” He says. Levi sighs. “Aww… Promise me you’ll finish this up with me once you’re better. Please?” He asks. You giggle and pat his head. “I promise.” You say. Levi grins and packs up his console, leaving through the room.
Beel walks into the room and places a bowl of soup in front of you. “It’s lunch time. So I got you some soup. Lucifer said it would be the best for you.” You smiled at Beel. “Thanks, Beel.” You say, reaching for the bowl. The bowl was hot and you reflexively pulled your hand back. You inhale sharply. Beel tilts his head. “Is it too hot?” He asks. You nod, waving your hand through the air to cool it.
Beel takes the bowl and wraps a towel around it. He stirs the spoon in the hot liquid, blowing on the surface. “Do you mind if I feed you?” He asks, scooping up a spoonful of soup. You chuckle softly. Beel looks up at you. “What?” He asks.
“Belphie did the same thing this morning.” You explain. Beel smiles softly. “Yeah, we tend to think alike a lot of the time.” He says, blowing on the spoon. Beel brings the soup to your mouth and you take it. Beel’s face is dusted with a light blush as he continues.
“...You know, it was really hard not eating this on the way here. It smelled so good.” He said, giving you another spoonful. You sip on the spoon. “Why didn’t you?” You ask. He smiles at you. “Because I knew you needed it more than me.” He says.
Your face heats up from his sweet words and you turn your head away. Beel softly cups your cheek. “Hey, the soup’s not gone yet. Are you full?” He asks, turning your head to face him again. “N-no! Everything’s fine!” You stammer. Beel feels your forehead, frowning. “You’re still really warm. Hopefully you’ll feel better after this soup.” He says.
Once you finish the soup, Beel checks the time. “My shift is about over anyways. I’ll go clean this. Satan will be with you in a few minutes.” He explains, getting up from his seat. Right on cue, there was a knock on the door. Beel opens it and Satan steps in, a book in hand. “I decided to come a few minutes early.” He says.
Beel nods. “Yeah, I was just about to head out.” He says. Satan smiles. “Well, I’d say I had perfect timing then.” Beel walks out of the room and closes the door behind him. He pulls up the chair that Beel had sat in. “Hey Y/N. How are you feeling?” He asks. You shift around in your bed. “Better. But I still have all my symptoms.” You explain, fighting the urge to cough after your sentence.
Satan frowns. “I’m sorry to hear that. I brought a book, though. Maybe it will help your boredom a little bit?” He asks. You smile at him and snuggle deeper into your blankets. “That sounds great, Satan.” Satan helps get your blankets over you and begins to read.
You don’t remember much from the story other than the beginning. Probably because your headache was still present. You remembered that it was some fantasy romance. It was about a princess who had left her home to become a warrior. Along her travels, she collected many friends and people who would fight with her.
The thing you enjoyed much about the reading was Satan’s voice. It was calm and soothingly and expertly told the story. It was like listening to an audio book. You enjoyed listening to his voice as he described the settings and characters that took place in the story. It was no surprise that you drifted off not too far into the story.
Satan looks up from his book, pausing his narration. He watched as your chest slowly heaved up and down as you breathed. Your eyes were closed and your hair was frizzy around your head. Satan leans forward and places a hand against your forehead. He sighs in relief. “Her fever has gone down a little bit. That’s a start, at least.” He says to himself, leaning back in his chair and reading the book to himself. He watched you out of the corner of your eye, just in case you had any troubles sleeping.

When you awoke, you felt something strange covering your face. You tried to move your hand to see what it was but a hand held your fingers in place. “Y/N, you’re awake! Hold still, hun.” Asmodeus said, continuing to paint your fingernails. You groaned, shifting in bed a little. Your head was throbbing and your muscles ached, but you didn’t feel as uncomfortable as you had been before.
“Asmo, what’s on my face?” You ask. He giggles. “A mud mask! I tried to think of something that would help. So I decided that a good spa treatment would do the trick!” He says. You breathe in and exhale. “...Is that essential oil?” You ask. Asmo nods. “Yup! I put a humidifier in the corner. Is the smell too much?” He asks.
You shake your head. “No, it’s relaxing.” You say, adjusting yourself slightly and sinking deeper into the comfort of your bed. Asmo finishes your pinky nail. “Well, that’s good to hear! Now, what do you think?” He asks, releasing your hand. You raise it up to your face, admiring Asmo’s handiwork. “It’s beautiful.” You smile.
Asmo giggles, getting up from his seat. “I had to make it beautiful! Though it still comes nowhere close to you or me.” He says, grabbing a wet towel. “Let me just take this off of you.” He says, sitting down on the edge of the bed. He gently wipes the dried mask away from your skin, making sure not to get any in your eyes.
Asmo finishes up. “Hmm. It’d be better if I could get you to a sink. Can you stand, love?” He asks. You sit up slowly, hanging your legs over the edge of the bed. You pause for a moment, feeling the weight of yourself for the first time that day.
“...Can you help?” You ask, holding your hands out. Asmo grins, carefully holding your hands in his. “Of course! Alrighty, whenever you’re ready.” He says. You wait a few more seconds before nodding to him. As you stand on your feet, Asmo pulls you up by your hands. You stumble a bit but Asmo catches you. “Well done! If you need to sit, let me know.” He says.
He helps you walk to the bathroom, using his free hand to drag the chair behind him. He helps you sit down in the chair in front of the sink. He holds your hair out of your face as he uses the faucet to clean the rest of your face. He dries your face off with a towel and helps you lean back in the seat. He runs a hand over your cheeks, smiling.
“Wonderful! You’re feeling more like your old, healthy self! Last thing is to apply moisturizer.” He says, pulling a little bottle out of his pocket. You let Asmo gently apply the lotion to your skin, expertly rubbing and massaging it in. You smile, exhaling a sigh of relief. It was so relaxing.
There’s a soft knock on the door frame and you turn your head towards the sound. Lucifer stood there, holding a bag. “Your turn is up.” He says. Asmo pouts, finishing massaging your face. “No fun…” He says, walking out of the door.
You look into the bathroom mirror, feeling your skin under your fingers. Asmo had somehow taken care of all your blemishes and skin issues in the span of an hour. “Dark magic…” You mutter. Lucifer chuckles. “Are you feeling better?” He asks. You nod, standing from the chair only to fall again. Lucifer catches you just in time.
“Don’t stand if you can’t! Honestly, I thought you would know better.” He says. You laugh nervously. “Thanks for catching me…” You say. Lucifer sighs and smiles at you. “Anytime.” He says. He scoops you up into his arms and carries you out of the bathroom. He sets you down gently on your bed.
“Let’s see…” He mutters, taking off his glove. He places his palm against your forehead, leaving it there for a few seconds. He pulls away. “Definitely better, but you’re still a little warm.” He says. He reaches into the bag and pulls out a bottle. “It’s about time you took some medicine. Here.” He says, opening the bottle and grabbing a spoon. He pours the unnatural colored liquid into the spoon, measuring it out.
You grimace as he hands you the spoon. He frowns. “You need to take it, Y/N. I don’t know how well my brothers would take it if you were to stay sick past today.” He says. You glance over at him, telling him with your eyes how much you didn’t want to do this. He chuckles. “Would you rather take it from my mouth?” He asks, reaching for the spoon. You quickly bring the spoon to your mouth, putting the liquid in your mouth.
It was bitter and had a congealed texture. Even after swallowing it, the taste remained on your tongue. You gagged, coughing a little bit. Lucifer closes the bottle again. “Hm. Pity.” He says, grabbing the spoon from you and cleaning it with a napkin.
He hands you a glass of water. “This should help with the taste.” He says. Your face was still warm from his words as you sip on the glass. There’s a knock on the door. Satan pokes his head in. “Dinner’s down. I brought you a bowl.” He says. Lucifer grabs the bowl and hands it to you. You glance at it. “More soup?” You ask.
Lucifer nods. “Upon hearing that you were sick, my brothers planned all of today’s meals to help you get better. We’ve heard that soup was the most effective for getting humans better.” He says. You eat the soup and Lucifer tidies up your room. He throws out your trash which was overflowing with used tissues and washes the dishes from the day earlier.
“So, how’s your work going?” You ask, trying to break the silence in the room. Lucifer glances up, washing down your table. “...It’s going fine.” He begins. “Mostly a lot of paperwork which is nothing I can’t handle. We’ve had a few students complain about the situation but once Diavolo sets his eyes on something, nothing can stop him.” He explains.
You nod, drinking more of your water. “And… The brothers?” You ask. Lucifer sighs. “They’ve been doing their work, I suppose. Most unproductively, but it’s been getting done so I can’t complain.” He says. You smile. “You may try to deny it, but you appreciate their efforts.” You say.
Lucifer opens his mouth to say something but closes it again before chuckling. “I suppose I can’t hide anything from you, Y/N.” He says. “And how about your day? My brothers have behaved themselves, haven’t they?” He asks. You nod, smiling brightly. “Yes. They’ve kept me company while making sure I’m getting better. Lucifer smiles softly to himself. “You’ve really made an impact on us, Y/N. Even me.” He says.
You laugh nervously. “A good impact, I hope?” You ask. He chuckles and nods. “Yes, of course.” The door flings open and Mammon steps into the room. “My turn.” He says. Lucifer glares at his brother before sighing. “I suppose it can’t be helped.” He says, stepping out of the room. “Goodnight, Y/N.” He says.
You wave Lucifer goodbye and Mammon closes the door. He growls. “Man, stupid drawing… Making me the last shift of the day.” He mutters. He turns to you, his face dusted pink a little bit. “Hey.. How are you feeling?” He asks. You smile. “Better. I should be fully recovered by tomorrow.” You say.
Mammon breathes a sigh of relief. “Thank goodness… Levi was saying that you could have something really serious. I was nervous.” He says, sitting down on the edge of your bed. His face turns red as he clears his throat. “I-I mean, I wasn’t THAT nervous or anything.” He says.
You giggle. “Of course you weren’t, Mammon.” You say. Mammon smiles at you. “You’re definitely soundin’ better.” He takes your empty bowl from you and places it on the table. “Alright. Time for bed. The sooner ya get to sleep, the sooner ya get better.” He says, pushing your shoulders into the bed and pulling your blankets over you.
“Don’t you want to hang out more?” You ask. Mammon growls. “Of course I would… But if I keep you up, then you won’t get better.” He says, smoothing your blankets out. “Your safety comes before my wants, Y/N.” He says.
He goes to the door and turns off your lights. “Goodnight. Get some sleep.” He says, walking to the door. “Wait, Mammon.” You call out. He turns, closing the door. “What?” He asks, walking over to you. You grab his hand and pull him into bed with you. “Wha-!” He exclaims.
You giggle. “Stay here for the night.” You say. Mammon’s face turns beet red. “Wh-what are you, crazy?!” He asks. You pout. “If you don’t want to, I guess you can leave… I mean, Belphie did earlier but I guess-”
“I’ll stay.” Mammon says with a newfound determination. He gets under the covers and cautiously wraps an arm around you, pulling you against his chest. You smile, feeling his warmth. You’d get to sleep in no time with this. “Goodnight, Mammon.” You say, snuggling into his embrace.
“N-night.” He stammers, feeling the warmth from your body. He stays awake for a while, watching you slowly drift to sleep. He smiles, playing with your hair.
“Man, I love you.”

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The next morning, you were feeling refreshed and well rested. The brothers may not have known exactly what to do to make a sick human feel better, but all their methods surprisingly worked. When you woke up, you also found that Mammon was still asleep.
You giggled, playing with his hair. “Looks like we find ourselves here again.” You say. Mammon stirs in his sleep before waking up. He jolts up from your sudden closeness and nearly falls off the bed. “Y-Y/N!” He exclaims. You laugh. He pouts. “H-hey, what’s the big idea?”
You glance at him. “I didn’t leave before you woke up this time.” You explain. Mammon wakes up a little bit more before blushing profusely. “Wh-why’d you even remember something like that? It was so long ago…” He mutters. You shrug. “You were sad when you woke up and I wasn’t there.” You say.
Mammon sighs. “Wh-whatever! Let’s just get down to breakfast before Lucifer kills us.” You nod and walk downstairs, Mammon following close behind. You walk into the dining room and smile. “Morning, everyone!” You call out. Asmo practically tackled you to the ground.
“Y/N! Thank goodness you’re all better!” He cries out. “I was really worried!” He says. You pat his head. “I’m okay, Asmo. Really!” You giggle. Satan narrows his eyes at Asmo. “Yeah, calm down. You might overwhelm her.” He says. Asmo pouts and lets go of you. “All right, fine.” He says, letting go of you and going back to his seat.
You sit down at the breakfast table and Beel slides you a plate of food he had prepared for you. The pile was the size of your head but you were grateful anyways. “I’m glad you’re feeling better, Y/N.” Beel says, still chomping on his breakfast. “Thank you, Beel.” You smile.
Lucifer glances at you. “Y/N, tomorrow is the first day of the new exchange program. Do you need any school supplies?” He asks. You think for a moment before shaking your head. “No, I don’t think so.” You say. Lucifer nods. “Good. Use your last day of break wisely, then.” He says.
You finish your breakfast and head back to your room. You pause for a moment, wondering what you could do. You could go out shopping. But you wanted to save your money for a rainy day. You could get all your work in order so you were ready for tomorrow, but that was boring.
You decided to walk around the house, seeing if anybody was able to hang out with you. You knock on Asmo’s door. “Asmo, you in there?” You ask. You open the door and see it surprisingly vacant. “No good looking for him. He has a photo shoot today.” Satan says from behind you.
You smile. “Oh, that’s okay. Hey Satan, do you want to do something?” You ask. Satan smiles sadly at you. “Sorry, Y/N. But I have some books I need to pick up. Maybe later, okay?” He asks, walking down the hall.
“Okay, Satan!” You say. You continue walking down the hall. Mammon hurries past you. “Oh, Mammon! Wanna hang out?” You ask. Mammon sputters, trying to figure out what to do. “C-can’t, Y/N! I just found out my lottery ticket is a winner! I gotta go!” He says, running down the hallway.
You tilt your head. “Huh. Everyone seems busy today.” You say. You head down to Beel and Belphie’s room. “Beel? Belphie?” You ask. You look around the empty room. “Not here? Where could they be?” You wonder. You walk down the hall further and see the door to Lucifer’s study slightly open.
You walk inside, knocking gently on the door. “Lucifer?” You call out. Lucifer glances up from his paperwork briefly. “Yes, Y/N? What is it?” He asks. You walk over to his desk. “Isn’t it about time for you to take a break? Come on, let’s do something!” You say. Lucifer sighs, leaning back in his chair.
“I can’t take a break right now. Let me finish those. You can go find someone else to spend time with.” He says, immediately getting back to work. You walk out of the study, closing the door behind you. “But…” You ask, thinking about everything. Everyone was really busy.
You sigh, walking down the hall. “I guess I could watch videos on my phone.” You mumble. Before you can take another step down the hall, someone grabs your hand and starts pulling you in the opposite direction.
You look up at the blue haired boy. “Levi?” You question. Levi drags you to his room. “There’s no time, Y/N! This two-player event only lasts for a few hours!” He screams, closing the door behind the two of you. He sits down, handing you the second player controller. You smile at him and Levi looks at you nervously.
“Wh-what is it?” He asks. You grin, turning back to the game. “Nothing. Just… Thanks for being a friend.” You say. Levi’s face flushes bright red as he starts the game. “Wh-where did that come from?!” He asks.
The two of you started the event and played games for the better part of the next few hours. It was really fun and you really enjoyed spending time with Levi. The two of you actually managed to finish the event in time which made Levi super happy.
Levi sighed. “Ah, that was a close one! Thank you for helping with that!” He says. You smile at him. “Any time, Levi.” You say. Suddenly, there was a knock on your door and Levi looks at it quizzically. He gets up from the floor and walks to the floor. He opens it cautiously only for it to be flung open by Asmo. “Hey, cuties! I was looking for you!” He exclaims.
You smile at him. “Done with your photo shoot?” You ask. Asmo nods. “Yes. Gosh, it was so exhausting. I missed you so much, sweetheart!” He says, wrapping you in a hug. “H-hey! No PDA in my room!” He shouts, rushing over to Asmo.
Satan peeks his head through the door. “Oh. So this is where you were.” He says. “Did you get the book you needed?” You ask. Satan sits next to you as Asmo and Levi argue behind you. “Yeah. Sorry I couldn’t hang out earlier.” He says. “Oh, it’s fine!” You say.
Mammon shuffles into the room, trying to hold back his tears. “It wasn’t a winner afterall…” He mutters. You giggle and pat the spot next to you. “Come on, Mammon. Cheer up.” You say.
Mammon sniffles, sitting next to you and leaning his head against your shoulder. Beel came into the room next, carrying a sleeping Belphie on his back. “Hey.” Beel says. You look at them. “Where were you two? I was looking for you.” You say.
Beel lays Belphie down on the couch. “Sorry. I wanted to get some food but Belphie fell asleep on the way there. I didn’t want to wake him.” He says. You chuckle. “Understandable.” Mammon wipes his eyes on his sleeve and stands up. “Anyways! It’s the last day before school starts again! Let’s party!” He shouts. Levi whines. “Why in my room?!” He asks.
Beel was already out the door. “I’m getting snacks.” He says. Belphie yawns, stirring in his sleep. “How annoying…” He mutters. You giggle and pat his head. “It’s okay, Belphie.” You say. Levi sighs, turning on his speakers. “Well, a party should have music, afterall.” He mutters. Satan turns on the TV. “What kind of games do you have?” He asks.
Levi’s eyes had stars in them. “You want to play games?” He asks. Satan nods. “Might as well since we’re all here.” He says. Levi was close to tears as he pulled out some games, explaining all of their plots and mechanics. Asmo grins.
“I’ll go get makeup! I’ll give all of you makeovers!” He exclaims, rushing to his room. In the matter of a few minutes, everyone was partying in Levi’s room. Lucifer walked to the doorway, his eyebrows furrowed. “Why are all of you making all this noise?” He asks.
Asmo smiles. “Lucifer! Come join us! There’s always room for one more!” He says. Lucifer scoffs. “No. It looks like a headache.” He says. You grin, getting up and going over to Lucifer and grabbing his arm. “Come on! Let loose a little bit!” You say, tugging on his arm. Lucifer sighs before smiling at you. “Alright, fine. I’ll join you.” He says.
Mammon grins. “Yeah! Come on, Lucifer! Let’s party!” He says. “Alright. But let’s actually get some sleep tonight.” Lucifer says. Asmo giggles. “That’s what you think.” He says. You and the brothers continued to party through the night, playing video games, singing songs and downing snacks. Lucifer even ordered some food for all of you.
By the end of it all, everyone was either passed out or too tired to move. You laid on Levi’s floor, unable to stop yourself from smiling. It was good to be back.

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You checked your backpack one last time before heading out the door. You were excited, but a bit nervous. It was the first day of the newly established exchange program. You were excited to see Simeon, Solomon and Luke again since you knew they were a part of the exchange program but you were nervous now that all of the student body knew you were human.
Despite Diavolo saying that the students were excited about the exchange program, you couldn’t help but feel a little scared. Luckily, you knew you had a lot of people who would protect you no matter what. That made you feel a little safer.
You took a deep breath and walked out the door of the House of Lamentation. The 7 vampire brothers stood there, waiting for you. Mammon grins. “About time! Let’s go!” He says. You smile and jog to catch up with the brothers as the group of you heads to the school.
“You’ll get your schedule at the school since you’re joining us at the beginning of the year instead of the middle of the year like last time.” Lucifer explains. Belphie yawns, hugging his pillow close to him. “We won’t know if we share any classes until then. How annoying…” He mutters.
You smile and pat his head. “It’s okay even if we don’t share any classes, Belphie. I’ll still see you at home and in between classes.” You explain. Belphie gives you a sleepy smile. Satan sighs, rubbing the back of his head. “This year might be a little messy, though. The student body still hasn’t recovered from the whole Mephistopheles situation. We also have never consciously experienced education with humans or werewolves. It will definitely be… A process.”
You laugh nervously. “Well, it would’ve happened already if it wasn’t.” You say. Beel tilts his head. “Are you okay, Y/N? Aren’t you a little nervous?” He asks. You shrug. “A little bit, but I’ve taken on more than a little social anxiety.”
Levi nods, playing on a handheld gaming console. “Yeah, that’s right. You’ve reached final boss status, Y/N. B-but not in a bad way!” He corrects himself. You chuckle, ruffling his hair. “I get it, Levi. It’s okay.” Levi hides his face behind the game console, his cheeks burning red.
You walk into the doorway of RAD, every student in the hall glancing at you as you walk in, if not staring. You shrink back nervously. Maybe this exchange program wasn’t a good idea. A hand grabs yours and squeezes it reassuringly. You glance up at Asmo as he gives you a bright smile. “It’s alright, Y/N. We’ll be with you every step of the way.” You smile at him, becoming more comfortable.
After getting your schedule, you head to your first class and are greeted by two familiar faces. “Y/N! Hi!” Luke exclaims, his tail wagging back and forth behind him. “Luke! Simeon! We’re in the same class!” You say, hugging Luke before he practically tackled you. Simeon chuckles, approaching you.
“It seems that way. I look forward to working with you.” He says. Luke pulls out his schedule. “Can we compare classes? I want to see if we have any others together.” You pull out your schedule and let Luke look at it. “Where’s Solomon? I hear you three are rooming together.”
“Make that four.” A familiar voice says from behind you. You turn around and are face to face with yet another werewolf. “Raphael! What are you doing here?” You ask. He sighs, his ears twitching in annoyance. “Simeon heard about this exchange program and forced me to join in.” He glares at Simeon who just smiles.
You chuckle. “Well, the more the merrier. I just hope nothing bad happens.” You say. Simeon places a hand on your shoulder. “It’ll be okay, Y/N. You have a lot of friends in high places. We wouldn’t let anything bad happen to you.”
You smile at him. “Thanks, Simeon. I just have to survive those vampire brothers.” You chuckle. Solomon walks in. “Oh, if they hurt you again, I’m punching them.” He says. You grin at the vampire hunter. “Hey, Solomon. How was walking around a school full of vampires?” You ask.
“Everyone’s terrified of me, but that’s to be expected. Diavolo’s trying to get them to give me a chance, though.” Other students start to enter the room and you find your seat and take out some school supplies. It wasn’t too different from when you first started going to school in the Vampiredom. The vampire students were just a little more awkward around you.
You were walking to and from classes throughout the day, getting your assignments done and getting used to school life again. You had a few of your classes with the vampire brothers. It was nice having so many friends in a potentially dangerous place. You grimaced a little once it was time for gym class, though.
Gym wasn’t your favorite class. You’d probably like it more if you were at a human school but in a fully vampire school, you were definitely the underdog. Surrounded by supernatural beings who were stronger and faster than you, it was definitely hard to keep up. Luckily, today was dodgeball. The gym teacher split the class up into teams.
You liked dodgeball because it was easier to try your best than the other sports. Also, you could get out really easily and then just sit on the sidelines for the rest of the class. That’s all you needed to do. Let yourself get hit and then just hang out for the rest of the game. Simeon walked beside you, chuckling as he handed you a dodgeball.
“I’ve never been too fond of this game. There’s too much violence.” He says, dodging a ball that flew past his head. You smile at him, fidgeting with the ball in your hand. “I was planning on getting hit on purpose just to get it over with.” You say.
Simeon nods, passing a ball to another team mate. “Yes, that definitely is a strategy.” You chuckle, glancing at Simeon. He really was quite pretty. His ears stood fully up at attention and his tail swished back and forth, dodging every ball that came his way. He glances back at you. “Y/N, watch out!” He cries out.
You turn back in front of you as a ball smacks you in the face. You stumble back, the stinging feeling spreading against your cheeks. “Ow…” You mutter, catching the ball as it falls off your face. “Are you alright?” Simeon asks. You nod. “Yeah, I’m alright.” You respond.
Simeon stares at you, his mouth hanging slightly open. You were confused until you noticed the game around you seemingly freezing in place. You feel something wet and somewhat warm run out of your right nostril. You wipe it with your finger, looking down and seeing the blood.
Your other team mates take a step away from you, their eyes burning red. You were scared. A ball flies past you and smacks one of them in the face. You turn towards the direction it was thrown and see Simeon, growling and his ears pinned back. He picks up another dodgeball and throws it at another nearby vampire.
Simeon grabs you, picking you up in his arms and carrying you out of the gym. “Simeon, I can walk.” You say, not really stopping him from carrying you. “What if some other vampire starts to approach you? I have to keep you safe.” He says sternly. He walks down the halls and takes you to the infirmary, setting you down on the edge of one of the cots.
He grabs some tissues and hands them to you, leaning against the counter. “The smell is still noticeable. You should stay here until the bleeding completely stops.” He says. You nod, pushing some tissue inside of your nose and cleaning up the blood on your fingers. Some of it had already dried and didn’t want to come off of your fingers. “Dang it… Isn’t there a sink in here?” You asked.
Simeon looks around, inspecting the room. “It doesn’t look like it, no.” You sigh trying to scrub off the dried blood. “Maybe I can dry clean it…” You mutter. Simeon approaches you. “Here. Let me see it.” He says.
You give him your hand and he examines your finger. He angles your hand before licking a line up your finger, closing his eyes. You could feel his warm breath hit your skin. He licked up the dry blood, cleaning your finger with a hum. He pulls away, humming and licking his lips. Your mouth was gaping a little bit.
Simeon chuckles a little bit, drying your finger with a tissue. “I am a werewolf, afterall. I’m not adverse to a little blood.” You turn your head away. “Maybe I should start being afraid of you and Luke…” You mutter.
Simeon laughs, throwing the tissue in the garbage. “We don’t need blood like the vampires do, though. It doesn’t hurt to be a little weary, though.” He says. The door to the infirmary slams open and Mammon stood there leaning against the doorway, panting. “Y/N… You okay?” He asks, out of breath.
You chuckle, getting up from the cot and walking over to him. “Yeah, it’s just a nosebleed. Why?” You ask. Mammon pants, taking deep breaths. “I could smell your blood from my other class and knew it was yours. I wanted to make sure you were okay, ya know?”
He looks up and makes eye contact with Simeon. “...Why’s the werewolf here?” He asks. “Simeon took me here from my gym class. He helped get me patched up.” You say. Mammon glares at him. “Uh huh. But… You still like us more, right?” He asks.
“Mammon!” You cry out, laughing a little bit. “I’m just sayin’! You can’t let him come in and sweep ya off your feet!” He says. Simeon chuckles, waving his hand. “No, no. I don’t intend on doing that. After all, you and your brothers are very close with her.” He says. “You’re darn right we are! And we’re not letting some fleabag take her!” He growls.
Simeon only chuckles. “Well, I can see that Y/N’s blood is no longer affecting nearby vampires so I’ll take my leave. Take care of her, Mammon.” He says, waving you goodbye as he leaves the room.
Mammon sighs, sitting on the cot. “You scared the livin’ daylights out of me… I thought you were really hurt. Or that something bad would happen.” He says. You smile, ruffling his hair. “I’m okay, Mammon. Really.” Mammon smiles at you, taking your hand in his. “Ya better be! Or Lucifer’ll string me up from the ceiling again.” You laugh and help pull Mammon up, his hand still in yours.
“Alright, let’s head home. The school day’s almost over, anyways. I’ll walk ya home.” He says, taking your out of the infirmary. You smile, the anxiety and fear from earlier in the gym completely fading away. You were definitely going to be okay here.

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When you heard a knock on the door of the House of Lamentation, the last thing you were expecting to see was Barbatos. He greeted you with a smile. “Good morning, Miss Y/N.” You smile and wave to him. “Good morning, Barbatos. Do you want me to go get Lucifer for you?” You ask.
He shakes his head. “There is no need for that. I’ve come to see you.” He says. You blink a few times before pointing to yourself. “Me?” You ask. Barbatos nods. “Yes. The young master and I overheard about the situation at RAD the other day. He wanted to come apologize himself, but he had other matters to attend to today.” He explains. You chuckle. “Oh, you guys don’t need to apologize. It was just an accident.”
Barbatos chuckles alongside you. “Yes, but we did ensure your safety in this new exchange program so we were a bit worried after learning about a mishap on the first day.” He says. You smile at him. “I appreciate your guys’ concern, but I’m fine.” You say. “That’s good to hear, Miss Y/N. Now then, shall we get going?” He asks.
You tilt your head. “Huh?” You questioned the vampire butler standing before you. Barbatos gives you a smile. “The young master has asked me to take care of your needs for the day as well as make sure you enjoy yourself. Therefore, I intend to take you ‘out on the town’ as they say.” He says. You gather your thoughts for a second and open the door for him. “Y-yeah, let me get ready. Please, make yourself comfortable.” You say.
Barbatos steps inside the House of Lamentation, smiling brightly at you. “Thank you, Miss Y/N.” He says. You walk to your room and grab a few things you always grabbed before heading outside. Your hand hovers over the vampire perfume Asmo gave you all that time ago. You often forgot that you no longer had to wear it. You take a deep breath and chuckle a little to yourself as you make sure you look okay in the mirror. Of course it was Barbatos who had come out of nowhere and bluntly asked you to go on a sort of date with him.
You leave the room and meet back up with Barbatos in the family room. He stands and smiles at you. That same smile he always seemed to wear on his face. It made you wonder what he was really thinking. “Are you ready to go?” He asks. You nod and Barbatos holds the door open to you, accompanying you out into the city of the Vampiredom.

The first few minutes of the outing were awkward, to say the least. The two of you walked in silence for a long time. Other people would look at you and give you weird looks but immediately turn their gaze when they noticed Barbatos next to you. You look over to Barbatos who still wore that same smile.
“So… What do you want to do?” You asked him, a bit nervously. “Anything you’d like to do.” He says, not even turning to look at you. You breathe out a sigh, looking around to see if there was anything to do. Barbatos seemed to notice your sigh and pauses for a moment. “...If you’d prefer it, I could come up with something for us to do.” He asks. You smile at his suggestion.
“Yes, Barbatos. That’d be great. I’d love to see what kind of day you’d plan!” You grin at him. He gives you a soft smile and looks around for a bit before grabbing your hand. “This way.” He says, pulling you down the street. You stumble a little bit at first but quickly catch up with Barbatos’ quick strides.
He ends up taking you to what seemed like a jewelry store or something similar. All you knew was that you couldn’t afford any of this. Barbatos seemed to know the place well, though. An attendant greeted the two of you immediately. “Hello, what can we get for you?” She asked with a cheerful smile.
Barbatos nods. “Yes, we’re here for her. Please get her anything that strikes her fancy. Be it jewelry, accessories or decor.” He says. The attendant nods and quickly pulls you away, showing you the latest products and items. You turn back to Barbatos and he gives you a smile, turning to tell the cashier to put everything on his tab. You were led to a customer room where countless attendants offered you jewelry to try on, purses, wallets and even little bookends and other things to put in your room.
After bombarding you with so many items, they could tell you were a bit uneasy and left you to your devices. Barbatos entered shortly afterwards, sitting next to you on the leather couch you were sitting on. “They said they’d come in shortly with some refreshments. Does anything catch your fancy?” He asks. You chuckle nervously, looking at all the items around you. “Well, they’re all very nice. Maybe a little too nice…” You mutter, picking up a necklace adorned with a gold chain and a bright red gemstone centerpiece.
Barbatos looks at it. “Do you like that one?” Before you could answer him, the attendants come back in with sparkling wine and some wine glasses. “Is there anything else you’d like to see, miss? We have a line of silver rings that just came in this month!” She says. You laugh nervously and feel yourself beginning to sweat. This definitely wasn’t what you were used to.
Barbatos grabs your hand and shakes his head. “No, it seems I made the wrong decision to come here. Thank you for your time.” He says. You glance up at Barbatos, a little surprised. He takes your hand and gently leads you out of the store. “I apologize, Y/N. I hadn’t intended to make you uncomfortable.” He says. You shake your head. “No, I’m sorry that I wasn’t able to enjoy myself.” You say.
Although you will admit that the items you were shown were gorgeous, you couldn’t possibly imagine owning them. They were definitely more suited to Lord Diavolo’s taste. Barbatos checks the time on a nearby clock. “Are you hungry, Y/N?” He asks. You think for a second before nodding. “Yeah, I could eat.” You say.
Barbatos smiles. “Perfect. There’s a place that Lord Diavolo loves to go to. Let’s go there.” After the first shop, you thought that maybe Barbatos would realize that you weren’t suited to fancy places. Sadly, he took you to a fancy restaurant. You were immediately escorted to a table and offered a list of specials, the courses that they had and if you needed anything. Barbatos starts to explain some of the dishes on the menu and their origins.
A server comes up and pours the two of you a glass of dark red liquid. He pushes the glass towards you and you pick up the glass, sniffing it a little. Barbatos takes the glass from you, putting it down on the table. “I think you might want to order something else, Y/N.” He says.
You tilt your head. “What is it?” You ask. Barbatos takes a sip of his own drink. “It’s a blood supplement. Fresh blood in the Vampiredom nowadays is rare to come by. Ever since Diavolo has begun extending peace to both humans and werewolves, our income of real blood has plummeted. This is the closest thing we can come by.” He explains. You inspect your glass again. It certainly did look like blood. “If it’s not blood, then what is it?” You ask.
Barbatos shrugs. “It’s different wherever you go. Some are mixtures of vitamins, minerals and various amounts of animal blood. Others are completely artificial. The brothers and the young master are lucky to get a substantial supply of human blood from a series of donors. That was part of the reason you were brought here in the first place. To give the brothers something so they wouldn’t use as many blood packets and we could start to short their supply.”
You stare at the glass, pushing it away from you. “When Diavolo made the switch to alternative substances, weren’t some citizens upset about it?” You ask. Barbatos nods. “Of course. As with everything the young master does, he’s met with a wave of criticism. You’ve seen that hostility firsthand with Mephistopheles. Though he was loyal to the young master, he was also loyal to the old ideals that held our future prisoner. It was only natural that he had to be disposed of.” Barbatos swishes his glass around before drinking more of it. You suddenly weren’t feeling very hungry.
The waiter came back to take your order and Barbatos had decided on a meal course the two of you had decided on. Although the meal was lovely and you and Barbatos continued to make some lighthearted small talk, you were still feeling nervous from the aforementioned blood. You were with Barbatos and that alone told you that you probably would be safe, but there was still a bit of you scared of the other vampire patrons in the restaurant. By the end of the meal, Barbatos seemed to notice your discomfort.
“Now, did we want any dessert?” The waiter asks, not sensing the tension hanging in the air. Barbatos shakes his head. “No. I think we’re done for now.” He says, getting up from his seat. “Come along, Y/N. I think it’s time we got you home.” He says. You get up from your seat and follow him out the door. The sun was now setting and although the sky was a beautiful color, it didn’t seem to ease your mind.
Barbatos was the first one to break the silence on your walk. “I apologize. I wasn’t able to make today an enjoyable experience. I should have let the waiter know in advance not to bring any blood to the table.” He says. You give him a weak smile. “No, it’s okay, Barbatos. You did all you could. I guess I’ve just been on edge lately.” You respond.
He nods. “I can imagine. The situation with Mephistopheles, the incident with the train and now this new exchange program. The world must be a little strange to you.” He says. A child bumps into you, knocking you back a little bit and snapping you out of your funk. “Oh, sorry!” He calls out before giggling with his friend. In his arms were popcorn and a balloon. His friends carried some stuffed animals. “A balloon?” You muttered to yourself. Barbatos nods, making sure you were okay from the sudden bump.
“Yes. The carnival is in town. The young master longed to go but couldn’t due to an important meeting.” Your eyes light up at the thought of a carnival. You hadn’t been to one since before you first arrived in the Vampiredom. You glance up to Barbatos, a longing look in your eyes. “Can we go?” Barbatos blinks a few times before smiling. “Yes, I suppose we can.”
The carnival was a little different than the ones you’ve been to in the human world. The atmosphere was completely different. Dark golds and velvety reds were the dominant colors and everything seemed like something out of a Victorian movie. You felt out of place in your modern clothes. Though the theming and atmosphere stayed consistent throughout, there was still the usual assortment of rides, carnival games and snacks.
You didn’t know where to start. Everything looked so fun. You hear Barbatos chuckle beside you. “I have to admit, this is the happiest I’ve seen you all day.” He says. You grin. “I haven’t been to a carnival in ages. When was the last time you went, Barbatos?” You ask.
He puts a finger to his chin, thinking about it. “I don’t know if I’ve ever enjoyed the festivities myself. I’ve been much too busy with other matters in the past.” He says. You smile, grabbing his hand and pulling him forward. “Then let’s go! There’s so much for us to do!” You exclaim, dragging him to all the different stalls. For the first time, Barbatos smiled. But it wasn’t his usual smile. You could tell that this one was genuine.

You breathe a sigh of relief, plopping down in a park bench. Barbatos sits beside you. “Was it really necessary to receive so many prizes at the games? It seems to me you spent more money winning them than it would be to buy them at a store.” He says. You laugh. “That’s the fun of it all! Thanks for giving the plush zombie iguana, though.” You grin. He sighs. “Well, I hardly had any use for it and you were dying to have it. And I thank you for giving me some of your cotton candy. It was interesting.” He smiles. You shut your eyes, feeling the cooling night air against your skin and smelling the sweet scent of kettle corn and candy apples.
Barbatos glances up, eyeing the ride that was in the center of the park. “What’s that?” He asks. You open your eyes and spot the ferris wheel, lit up and spinning in its routine. “The ferris wheel. It’s a staple at carnivals.” You say. Barbatos smiles softly. “I wish to ride it.” He says. You smile and stand up, stretching a bit. “Alright! Then we better get on it quickly. I think the carnival is about to close.”
Barbatos takes your hand and the two of you run to the ferris wheel. You had never seen Barbatos so relaxed and enjoying himself. The two of you use the last of your tickets to get admission onto the ride. The ride starts, going up and around in its usual fashion. All the bright lights of the carnival below and the city in the distance really made it a view to die for. Barbatos looks out the window, enjoying a sight he had rarely seen. “You know, from the Vampire Lord’s castle, I’ve seen views like this time and time again. But in this situation, no matter how seemingly cheap or imperfect it is, it feels better. More surreal.” He says.
You smile, glancing away from the windows to look at him. “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself, Barbatos.” You say. He chuckles. “I find it quite strange. Is it because I’m remembering the fun we’ve had today? Or is it simply because you’re here with me?” He asks. The two of you are interrupted by a sudden jolt from the ferris wheel, followed by an unscheduled stop. The lights around you start to flicker before going out completely. It seemed that the rest of the carnival had fallen into darkness as well.
“What’s happening?” You ask nervously, pressing your hands against the tilting walls of the cabin. Barbatos looks down the best he could, surveying the situation. “It seems the carnival has a power outage. It looks like we’re stuck here for a while.” He says. You sigh, trying to remain calm in the swinging box you were in. “Lucifer’s going to kill me if I’m not home on time…” You mutter, checking your phone for the time. It’s silent for a moment before Barbatos moves closer to you. “Y/N, are you really concerned about getting home on time?” He asks.
You pause for a moment before nodding. “Yes. The brothers become worried if I’m gone for too long.” You say. Barbatos smiles at you the way he always does. “Well then, I was ordered to take care of all of your needs today, wasn’t I? This just can’t do. We simply must leave right away.” He says. “B-but we’re stuck. How can we leave?” You ask. Barbatos looks at the structure of the ferris wheel. “With my superhuman abilities, I’d be able to jump from here to some nearby buildings and carry you home.” He says.
You chuckle a bit, looking at the height of the ferris wheel. “Just how superhuman are your abilities?” You ask. Barbatos chuckles. “Well, I can’t do it alone. I’d need a little help from you, Y/N.” He says. You tilt your head. “Me?” You ask. Barbatos nods. In the dim lighting you can see his outline inch closer to you, his head next to your neck as he whispers into your ear. “I’d just need a little taste…”
His warm breath against your ear made you shudder as he rests a hand on your thigh, kissing your jaw gently. His touch was so soothing, so intoxicating. You look out the window at the people working on the power. It seemed like they were struggling with it. Barbatos pulls away from your neck slightly, still close enough for you to feel his warm breath hit your skin. “Do I have your consent, Y/N?” He asks.
You nod, your muscles tensing in anticipation. Barbatos smiles and places a hand on yours. “Relax, Y/N. Your blood doesn’t flow as well if you’re tense.” Barbatos takes you by the waist and places you on his lap, moving his hands along your shoulders. He kneads gently into your back and you can feel your muscles relax under his touch. You ease into him, letting him continue to massage you as your back pressed against his chest. Soon, you had no tension at all and felt as relaxed as could be. The night sky outside the ferris wheel definitely helped with its soothing glow.
“That’s it, Y/N. What a good girl…” Barbatos whispers into your ear, starting to kiss down your jaw once again. His kisses trailed down your neck and across your skin, making you shudder slightly. His soothing touch made you almost excited for the sharp pain to come. The last of your tension released from your body and you were practically limp in Barbatos’ arms. He smiles against your skin before pulling your shirt away from your shoulder, biting into the base of your neck.
You squeal slightly from the sudden pain, feeling a drop of blood run down your chest. The sound of Barbatos drinking was so prevalent, something you oddly paid attention to. His hands wrapped around your waist, pulling you tighter against him. Once he had drunk his fill, he pulled away, licking up your neck and shoulder to clean the bite mark. He notices the drop of blood trailing down your chest and turns you so that you’re facing him. “May I clean you up?” He asks, his eyes burning red. You nod and Barbatos lifts your shirts up, licking a line up your upper chest to the bite mark, licking up every drop of blood.
He pulls a bandage out of his pocket and tends to the bite mark, making sure it was clean and nobody else would be able to smell it. He stands up in the cabin and opens the emergency exit door, the wind from outside infiltrating the cabin. He scoops you up into his arms, your arms instinctively wrapping around his neck. Barbatos takes a step to the open door, making sure everything was clear. “Hang on.” He says.
You nod, hanging onto him tighter as he jumps from the ferris wheel, your eyes shut tight. You were jostled a bit by the landing but it was gentle for the most part, especially considering the distance he just jumped. Barbatos steadied his feet again before jumping down the building, landing safely on the street. The street was unoccupied except for a stray cat which quickly lurked into the night. Barbatos smiled, continuing to walk you home in his arms. “That went better than expected.” He said.
You turn your head. “What do you mean ‘expected’?!” You ask, a little nervous. Barbatos chuckles. “I was merely joking. I knew that you would be safe. No matter what happens, as long as I’m with you, you will be safe.” He says. You smile and nestle into his arms deeper. “Thanks, Barbatos.” Upon reaching the House of Lamentation and to avoid making a scene, Barbatos instead found your bedroom window and lept into it, still having abilities from his earlier drink.
He carries you into your room and places you down gently onto your bed. “As promised, you have arrived home safely. Lucifer shall not be mad at you.” He says. You smile. “Thank you, Barbatos.” You say. Barbatos perks up, reaching into his pocket. “Oh, I forgot. One last thing.” He says, pulling out a small bag with tissue paper. “I got this for you.” He says.
You open it and recognize the necklace you were looking at from earlier, the one with a bright red gem in the middle. “It’s a necklace adorned with a Pigeon’s blood ruby. A ruby that was made popular in the Vampiredom mostly due to the name, but it’s beautiful nonetheless. It’s a sign of passion and protection.” Barbatos takes the necklace from you and drapes it around your neck. “As long as you wear this, be reminded that you will never be hurt.” He says.
You admire the gemstone on it. It was a brilliant red color. It made it hard to look away. “You didn’t have to get me this.” You chuckle. You could only imagine how expensive it was. Barbatos smiles softly. “I know. But I wanted to get it for you anyways. To show my appreciation for you. I’m proud of all that you’ve done for both the brothers and the young master. I feel like all of us have changed since you’ve arrived here. Including me.” He plants a soft kiss on your forehead before giving you a small bow.
“I must return to the castle now. I have other matters to attend to. But… I hope we can do this again someday.” He says, smiling. You smile back at him, nodding. “Yes, let’s.” You say. And with that, Barbatos exits the same way he came in and he was gone, off into the dark night.