HELL'S WRATH.

And so the brunette waited for a reaction, any response at all. A frown replaced the blank expression on her face, arms remained crossed. "You know we could be here all day, insults aren’t going to make me move." was the retort that followed. It was Subaru who was making things difficult, if he would just comply to her wishes and answer the simple question, then they would have been done a long time ago. Of course, things would never be so easy. This was just like any other time she’d press information out of someone, it was all a matter of paying close attention and jumping in when the time was right. Though yet again, just like the rest it always lead to the same results. Long. Tiresome.

And quite frankly, incredibly irritating.

(Meh, what else is new?)

Silence followed her statement, for a good while at that. He had attempted once to sidestep his way out, only to be halted by her quick movement. Watching closely she wondered what he was thinking about, as it seemed he was in deep thought. She pondered as she continued to block his attempts at getting away, pleased when he finally gave up. Hopefully now he realized he was fighting a losing battle, and would just answer her. That was what she had hoped anyway, what she received was something different from her expectations. Very different.

The growl she had expected, his attitude was nothing new. A small flash of concern when his teeth gritted and his hands had curled into fists. Cautiously, she took a step backwards, parting her lips to speak but was lifted up before a single word could come out. The sudden shift in height as she was placed over his shoulder both flustered and angered her, it didn’t take more than a second for her to react. 

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! PUT ME DOWN." She kicked her legs, flailed about, and even attempted to grab something from her bag to hit him with, in an attempt to break free. Wherever they were headed was the least of her concerns, she was too preoccupied trying to free herself. It wasn’t long before he dropped her to the floor which resulted in the brunette letting out a small hiss, along with a curse escaping her mouth.

She didn’t have any time to see where they were, he was looking down at her, those fang-like teeth being bared at her. Ema wasn’t sure what to think when she saw the smirk that had grown on the male’s face. The only thought in mind was to be ready to grab the nearest object, in case things were to escalate any further. It wasn’t until he spoke once more that a new thought came to her.

(What the heck?! He’s fucking lost it!)

Though she tried to hide her anger, she quickly snapped at him. "What do you take me for, an idiot?! There’s no such thing as vampires! If you think for even a second that just because you have strange looking teeth you’ll be able to intimidate me then you—" she had started off angrily, abruptly coming to a stop. Whatever the rest of her thought was, it was never finished. Her hand pulled the pink glasses down from the top of her head as it tilted down. Brown strands of hair shielded her face, as she tried to calm her sudden spike of rage. Surely what he spoke was nothing but lies.. right?

              "You look like an old hag doing that. What, 'you suddenly blind?" he asked, his voice teasing as Ema pushed down her glasses. It was the first time it was ever this light that you could even hear the smile in it. But that didn't answer his previous question--

              -- what was he actually waiting for?

              Why did he tell her in the first place? Ema was nothing but a loudmouth, who was sure to tell the first person she saw (he prayed that it wouldn't be one of his brothers; that would just complicate the matter even more, maybe a little teasing or lecturing would be tossed in, depending on the person). Maybe Subaru just wanted her to shut up, because god her pestering was annoying. But deep inside, that wasn't really it.

              Over the past months or so he's been stuck here, Subaru seemed to find himself attached with Ema. Not exactly something romantic, but as a friend. Dare he say, family. It was lingering at the back of his head, but he didn't want to admit it. Admitting it would mean giving up power, and now that he's finally gotten the upper hand over her, he wouldn't even dare to relinquish the power, the satisfaction, he held over the brunette. But it wasn't a thought he could push away so easily.

              Perhaps, in his own, strange way, he was waiting for acceptance.

              To be accepted by her. That even though he was this twisted monster, unable to do anything other than destroy, she would still stick around him. But that was ridiculous, right? He had to admit that Ema was smart; more clever than him in most instances, but even she wouldn't get it (what it was like be a monster).

              (though through wishful thinking, Subaru thought she could have.)

              Ema was of the kind who feared monsters; humans. The same humans who would run away at the sight of danger, their tails tucked underneath their legs as ran for their lives, nothing to reap but cowardice. They were like mice, waiting to be captured. So he did what he usually did; fake nonchalance. Act bored, as if this was normal. 

          He had expected tranquility, and he’s been given exact opposite. Of all the still-awake students to run into— to be called out by— it had to be Subaru.

          Ah, Subaru. He should have expected that the boy wanted his privacy. What he didn’t expect, however (perhaps selfishly so) that he wished for solitude outside of his stuffy old coffin. 

          For a moment, Subaru’s only response was an oceanic metronome. For a moment, Reiji regarded his younger sibling yet did not immediately respond. In that moment’s passing, he would finally don his reply.

          “Quite easily could I pose the same question to you. I had surmised that you would have preferred simply locking yourself away within your own coffin.” Cooly, he dodges the younger sibling’s query. "I did not take you for an outdoors person, Subaru."

       With a scoff, he turned away from his brother. It was true though. In normal circumstances, Subaru rarely wandered outside his room, only coming out when he needed a quick bite or the rare occasion when their father came home (and even then, it wasn't of his freewill). But the island was strange, and his usual isolate lifestyle flipped around.

       He shoved his hands into pockets, trying to think of an answer. Some kind of retort, anything-- but nothing came to mind. He could have easily wandered farther ahead the shore and avoid his brother (half-brother, he reminded himself quickly), but his feet stayed planted on the ground. It's a matter of who will give up first, he told himself.

       "Roommates are a pain in the ass. Gotta go outside if I wanna be alone." he gave the other a look. "Though guess that ain't happening either."

       He noticed his previous question wasn't answered, though he didn't press forward; an odd sentiment on its own, considering he loved picking at his brother's when he actually did bother to show his face. He was probably too tired to taunt; after all, he was up during the daytime as well now (he could feel the excuses for his odd behaviour pile up). "And I'm guessing you're an outdoors person?" he murmured, tone holding just a bit of sarcasm.

       Without him even knowing, his feet automatically brought him closer to where the raven was. This wasn't how he expected his night to go. Of all things, to be conversing with his brother.

"What’s your problem? I just want to know, is that such a crime?" spoke the brunette, returning a glare right at him. If he was going to treat her this way, then why did he even come to see her in the first place? There really was something strange going on behind his actions, but she couldn’t pinpoint exactly what. Was this just some sort of attempt to make her feel bad? Was he trying to anger her on purpose?

The thought occurred that he might attempt to force himself out of this conversation, in which Ema kept her guard up, in case things escalated out of her control. No one on this island could be trusted after all, and everyone she had seen so far was capable of doing dangerous things. Subaru was just like any other person here, a possible threat.There were no ‘friends’ here on this island, not to her. Perhaps an ally or two were among the few people she had encountered on this island, but that was all.

Trusting in others was difficult for her to do, there was no way she’d so easily put her faith into these people, especially not here. This island worked off back stabbing and betrayal, making a friend on this island was about the worst thing you could do besides actually murdering someone. That was her belief anyway. The detective deep down, was so terrified of being used, that this belief was constantly reminded to herself. She would not show her fear, not to him, not to anyone. 

       "It's none of your business. Ever heard of stepping out of boundaries?" he muttered, fed up at this point. By now, he was just repeating himself uselessly, knowing Ema wouldn't relent no matter how much he tried. "Or are you too dumb for that?" a last-ditch effort; insulting her intelligence. It wouldn't get her to move, he knew, but it gave him enough time to think of a way out of this.

       And so, he thought. Normally, he would proceed ahead without any given thought, but... would it be so bad if Ema found out? As soon as that thought popped into his head, he shook it away. Absolutely not. Impossible. That was completely out of the question. The only humans that knew of his... other-worldly nature... well. They didn't exist any more. If he told Ema, what would be of her? His scent was already attached to her (courtesy of the silveret practically following the brunette around like a lost puppy. It was disgusting.), and he knew of vampires that really wouldn't care to step over boundaries. And especially if they found out he didn't actually do anything to her. Subaru simply gave her a sour look and tried to sidestep her again. No such luck.

       It was all or nothing now.

       After more mulling and sidestepping, he let out an impatient growl. "Do you really want to know so badly?" he asked, teeth gritting and hands balled into fists. "Fine." and with that one word spat, he hoisted the scientist over his shoulder, and stormed towards his room. Upon reaching there, he unceremoniously dropped Ema to the ground. And bared his teeth. "Guess what you will, but..."

       And even though this wasn't right-- he shouldn't be telling her this in the first place, he couldn't help but grin; smirk, even.

What the hell is an amusement park? Mikhail wouldn’t know. They didn’t have those back where he’s from, so when he saw all those nice, big toys in one of the islands, his eyes lit up. A small kid like him in an amusement park, nothing would ever make him happier (maybe just killing some Twilights, but that’s for another time). Before he actually got in the park, there were a few places outside that called his attention. It’s a place called Titty Typhoon. It really had a funny name, and judging from where the boy was from, he unfortunately already knew what a “titty” was.

But that’s exactly why it picked his attention so much!

Mikhail giggled to himself and the first thing that came to his mind as soon as he read that name was Erika. She had average boobs, not exactly big ones, but he wondered if it had something to do with him. Not exactly her boobs, just boobs in general. The small boy wasn’t interested at all in them, but being the childish kid he was, curiosity took control over him and he was determined to get in there and find out what that place was about!

He couldn’t go alone, though, could he? Time to find the nearest person and make them go with him!

       But three hours after reaching the fairgrounds, the two split up. And here he was, unsure what to do now. He squinted into the sunlight, being outside during light hours being something foreign to him. What did people do during the daytime? Enjoy themselves? It seemed so, by the looks of it (though the name 'amusement park' gave it away, really). But really...

       ... who had such a low brain capacity to call a ride a 'Titty Typhoon'?

       The silveret was adamant about avoiding the place after a glance at the title, but it seemed someone else had different plans. As soon as he felt the hem of his shirt being tugged, he jerked away, a scowl forming on his face; fist clenching tightly. "Oi! Don't touch me--" wait.

       Wait. Onii-chan?

       Being the youngest of his family, he'd never been called onii-chan of all things. It could have been because he grew up to a very English-based environment... but manners and respect weren't mainstream things in the Sakamaki household. He growled, shifting away from the small boy. Kid or not, he wouldn't be caught dead (considering he already kind of was) riding that thing.

     Sometimes being on the living end of things hurt even more than dying. He pursed his lips, before scoffing and pulling the other closer to him. "Dumbass. You'd still be gone regardless. People would miss you anyways." it was a little vague. As if he was saying that he would miss her if she died-- but that's plain bullshit. Humans were disposable; they leave as quickly as they came into this world. But... maybe not all of them were that easy to get rid of. Ema was still here after all. And for some reason, that thought relieved him just a bit. She was still here.