(AN) Now I tried writing a Diabolik Lovers fanfic before, but I got bored of it because I was trying to follow the story instead of having enough room to do what I want. So, I changed it! Yay. I also just wanted to say that it's rated M for a reason. I'm not into lolicon, so obviously nothings going to happen, yet. The rated M stuff will come later. Oh, and disclaimer, disclaimer. I don't know who Diabolik Lovers belongs to, and I don't feel like looking it up. Point is I don't own it, and I'm supposed to say that.

It was quiet, too quiet. She didn't like it one bit. She hated the never ending darkness that swirled around her, and she hated the absolute emptiness. It made her sick, and it made her want to cry. Only four years old, but she knew that this was something hellish. So young, but she knew that a scene like this could make grown men tremble in terror.

She was alone, cold, and afraid. She was afraid of the darkness. She hated the silence. And she, more than anything else, wanted someone, anyone, to come for her, to save her.

All Rin wanted, as she stared down this empty black hole of hers, was for the warmth of someone else.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

Then, it wasn't as dark, and it wasn't silent. It was a little cold, but no longer empty. She heard the quiet sounds of bicker somewhere away from her. She couldn't make out the words, or even what kind of person they sounded like.

Her body felt heavy, and her lids too tired, but she wanted to know what was happening. It was a combination of childlike curiosity and pure desperation to no longer be alone that made her force herself to wake up from her drowsiness.

After a while she felt her brows knit, and she could slightly make out that the voices around her seemed male. However, once she began to open her eyes it became silent. Silently afraid that when she opened her eyes she wouldn't see anyone, she sat upright, and began to wipe away the tiredness from her eyes-slightly realizing that she was sitting on a large bed.

Once she felt her eyes able to open properly, she looked up curiously to see what stood before her.

And, the first thing that caught her attention were the four boys around her, and their eyes were all locked on her. After blinking a few times, she also noticed the room itself. It was large, and looked more like the room of a princess. The main colors of the room seemed to be a pale pink and white. The bed she sat on was not only four times her size, but had layers of warm blankets and piles of soft pillows.

It was… weird. Somehow the sight of luxury was very foreign to her, and it made her a bit uncomfortable.

As for the boys… They weren't exactly the… nicest looking people at first glance. They all looked unapproachable in their own ways, but… she didn't feel uncomfortable. In fact, something about them seemed fine to her. If she were to play off the suspicious setting in her head it wouldn't seem right, and even dangerous. However, somehow, in some way, looking at them all, she didn't feel scared.

A dark haired boy from the group walked up to her side, and, in response, she turned herself to have her small legs dangle off the side of the bed. She quickly looked down at herself and noticed she was wearing a knee high white nightgown. Looking back up to the boy that loomed over her, she tilted her head slight. She could feel her eyes grow out of interest as she stared up into his dark pink eyes, and her slightly curled hand went up to rest at her lips.

He pushed up his glasses as he continued to looked down at her-as though he were examining her. "Your name is Rin, correct?"

She thought about it, about the name 'Rin', and it held familiarity to her-somewhere in her blank mind. However, she really couldn't grasp it, as though the name itself were nothing but air.

Absentmindedly, she just shrugged her shoulders, slightly eyeing the man's suit.

Her answer seemed to annoy him because his eyes narrowed down at her-more than earlier. "I'd suggest you take your hand away from your mouth and answer properly."

His tone became threatening, but the only reaction she could have was flinching because she realized she is doing that. As though he didn't look deadly in anyway, she put her hand down to her lap and looked directly into his eyes. "I don't know my name." She answered, sounding slightly proud at now answering 'properly'.

The man still seemed slightly annoyed, but he also seemed interested. "So that's how it is? What do you remember?"

She thought about it again, and her mouth began to spew words without herself really thinking about it. "I remember being somewhere dark, and I was alone."

His brows furrowed thoughtfully at her reply, and she tried to understand why he looked so interested.

"So, not only do we have to babysit, but the kid has amnesia too?" She blinked slightly at the annoyed voice.

She looked over her shoulder to see-sitting on the window seat-was a red haired male with glowing green eyes that stared right back at her. Her only response was her head tilting slightly to the side at the accusation.

"Ayato, it's rude to talk about a guest as though they aren't here." She looked back to the black haired man as he sounded annoyed.

"So! Ore-sama didn't ask to have to deal with some brat in the house!" She looked back to the red head boy-Ayato.

"It's orders. If you have a problem with it then I suggest you bring it up to father, but we both know how that will turn." She looked back to the black haired man.

There was just a silence as the two sort of just glared at each other, and confused on what to do, she just raised her small pale hand.

She noticed both boys look at her kind of confused, and she heard a little snicker from one of the other boys she had yet to put her attention on.

Finally, the black haired man just let out a quiet sigh and kept his eyes locked on hers. "What?"

"Why am I here?"

He just looked at her for a moment, as though he were thinking about an answer.

"You're here because you'll now be living with us~." Said a soft behind her.

She looked over her shoulder and saw a man with orange hair sitting comfortable where she had slept. His green eyes were burning right into her, and she felt herself gasp.

"From now on you get to be our little sister, isn't that nice~?"

Behind him Ayato began at it to deny that statement, but she cut him off by turned around to face the orange haired man with her eyes large and sparkling. "Wow!" A big smile managed to grow at her lips as she looked up at the smiling man. "You're so pretty!" She spoke happily as her hands clasped together at her chest.

His eyes slightly widened at her, but quickly he just laughed at what she said and leaned in just a little closer to her. "Well you're quite nice looking yourself~." His hand began to move forward to touch her cheek-nothing she would have minded. "So cute~. In a few years you'll be-... Oh~."

For a moment she was confused as to how she was suddenly not so close to the orange haired man, or how she wasn't even on her bed anymore.

Slightly surprised, she looked down to find that her feet were dangling over the floor, and she felt the arm around her chest that kept her up as such. She looked up to find the person holding her and she saw it was a blonde man with blue eyes barely opened.

He just looked at the orange haired man-looking amused on the bed-with a blank look.

"Shuu-kun actually moved from his spot on the couch? How odd~."

She just stared for a moment until she realized something. She looked back up at her capturer-Shuu-and she noticed the earbuds. "What're you listening to?"

Shuu gave her a blank look that she found very hard to read. "Music."

For a moment she was only silent, but soon enough she just laughed happily at the response. 'Well, he is.' She thought with amusement.

In response, he gave her a look of slight confusion.

"Ahem."

Her ears perked up at the sound of the black haired man's voice again. Curiously she looked over at him as he looked at Shuu with a look of...disgust?

"Shuu, would you put our guest down now?"

She was about to protest that she didn't mind being held up like this. However, with their eyes locked together in a sort of aggressive way, she felt Shuu lower her down to the floor.

Once his arms were gone she immediately looked up to the black haired man, and curiously waited for what he would say next.

Looking up to him he pushed up his glasses again at her. "I suppose I should give an introduction. This isn't all of us, and I was hoping by now that the other two would have been here when I did, but there's no help in delaying." Rin could only tilt her head again at him, but tried to keep her ears open for him. However, he made yet another disgusted look. "The one that was just holding you, that's the eldest sone Shuu."

'Son?' She thought to herself as she looked back behind her, but, to her surprise he wasn't there. She looked to the corner of the room, and there Shuu was, lying on the couch. He seemed asleep.

"I," she looked back up to him, "am the second son Reiji."

"Reiji…" She quietly murmured.

He seemed to just ignore her. "By the window is the third son, Ayato."

'The red haired one.'

"On your bed," he said slightly annoyed, "is the fifth son Laito."

'The pretty one.'

"The fourth and sixth sons are absent, their names are Kanato and Subaru."

"Sorry, little one~. But, they're a little shy."

She looked back to the pretty one-Laito-and saw him smiling at her happily from her bed.

"And," she flinched at the tone of Reiji's voice and looked back up to him, "you will now be living with us. It's an order that was sent by our father, so we're not only to look after you, but to also make sure you don't die."

Rin thought about it for a moment, and she thought she kind of got it. With a smile on her face she continued to look up at him. "Does that mean that I can be in your family?!" She felt her little heart race at the thought. She had no memory of whether or not she had one in the past, but the point was that she wanted one now. Even if it were a pack of wolves, she wanted a 'family'.

Reiji's eyes slightly widened at the comment. "That's-"

"Well I did say that you get to be our little sister, didn't I, Rin-chan~?"

Right next to her appeared a crouched Laito as he looked at her with interest.

In response, her smile grew, and her hands went up to clasp at her chest again. "Then, can I call you Onee-chan?" 'He's pretty like a girl.' She thought with awe.

As Laito's eyes slightly widened at the question-they all seemed to keep doing that-she heard laughter to her other side. She looked up and watched the red headed one-Ayato-laugh as though he had heard a funny joke, but she didn't get it.

"What do you say, Laito? You gonna become her big sister?" He started laughing again.

However, Laito only grew a nice smile as before as he got back up to his feet. "Say what you will Ayato-kun, but any title from a girl as cute as her is fine. Besides," he looked back down at her, "Rin-chan, what do you think Ayato is-if I'm 'Onee-chan'?"

She tilted her head slightly at the question, and looked up at the Ayato.

"Huh? Obviously 'Ore-sama.'"

She looked at his messy hair, his messy clothes, his superior way of carrying himself, and then it really clicked in her head once she looked at his slit, deep green eyes.

She pointed up at him with a smile on her face, and said, "Neko!"

It was Laito's turn to laugh, but this time Ayato looked rather mad at the both of them.

"Oi, shut up! And you," he looked down at her confused face, "what the hell do you mean 'neko?'"

"That's enough." She looked back to Reiji, and saw that he didn't look pleased-not that he did to begin with. "Rin," For a moment she was confused why he said that, but then she remembered it's her new name, "dinner will be ready in three hours, so hurry up and get dressed before then. And the rest of you leave, it's frowned upon to have men linger in a room as a girl is changing."