THIRD is a Diabolik Lovers fanfic. The main character is a boy and biologically speaking the Sakamakis' uncle lol.

Name's Aku Tsukinami, the third son of the King and Queen of the First Bloods and Shin and Carla's younger brother.

-Aku aspired to be a diplomat as a child to help out his brother when he became king.

-He is a 'father.'

-Aku met Kou once when the later was still an orphan.

-He may or may not have had an ambiguous relationship with some of the Sakamakis (parents and child alike)

-He's an asshole with a serious mother complex coupled with an obsessive eye fetish.

(-This idea is as old as CLOUDY if not slightly older.)

Under the red moon, three First Bloods escape from their tombs.

Their target? The key to the Adam and Eve project, the Sakamakis' Sacrificial Bride.

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As things made them out to be, the King and Queen of the Founders had a third child. A baby boy whose fate wasn't to rule but help others rule.

So of course, when the only way to save his race from extinction is the Adam and Eve project's success, he won't hesitate to use dirty means and help his beloved Brother attain his goal.

Whatever the price may be.

Cries of pain and moans of pleasure blended in sensually as the sound of skin slapping against skin reverberated against the dark red walls.

The two demonic beings in an act, of pure lust for one another, joined their bodies under the bright red moon.

The reason was abandoned for a night, drowning themselves in pleasure the king and queen allowed themselves to forget their roles and responsibilities.

Love, such a fleeting feeling. Love had long but disappeared within the couple. Lust and desire were the only remaining fragments of their past relationship.

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"What are they doing brother?" A curly-haired boy asked tilting his head to the side childishly. His eyes shone with curiosity as he eagerly waited for his brother to answer.

His brother who sat on the ground, a picture book in hand glanced at the short-haired boy before closing his book with a loud "thud."

The long white-haired boy stood up and made his way to his bookshelf. Putting the picture book in the lowest section, he let his finger brush against the other leather books' cover.

"Father and mother are, mating," he stated in a factual tone entirely indifferent and unmoved by the adults' lewd moans and grunts next door.

The youngest of the two siblings repeated the term with genuine wonder. The foreign word rolled off his tongue easily he let a wide grin adorn his face. "They are mating!" He beamed, happy to use the word on his own.

The oldest of the two nodded, not sparing the curly head a glance he stopped his finger on a black leather cover. Cursive engraved golden letters adorned the black jacket in a sophisticated manner, a small smile made its way to the white head's face.

"But what is mating, brother?" The younger asked, his voice filled with wonder as his yellow orbs stared intently at the older's back waiting for an answer.

"Read, Shin," the white head ordered as he extended his hand which held the black book to his younger brother. "Everything's written in here," he stated before once again going back to searching for another book within his collection.

Shin puffed his cheeks unhappily, why do l need to read these boring books? Carla can explain me everything!

"I don't wan-"

His whining was interrupted by a loud cry from next door. This time, the sound of the bed's frame bumping against the wall was, added to the sinful symphony of the two First Bloods' matting.

Shin's small body jolted forward in surprise, his grip on the book tightening in fright at the sudden noise which to the child sounded like begs and pleads. What are father and mother doing for, mother to scream and cry like there's no tomorrow?

On instinct, his head snapped to his brother "What was tha-" he didn't have the time to finish his question before his brother interrupted him. "Read," he ordered his voice stern and leaving no place for complaints.

Shin cowered lightly at his brother's booming voice which for a second surpassed the cries and grunts his parents were making.

As he nodded his head in a somewhat meek manner, Shin took a look at the book's title: "Mating for idiots." Small grumbles came from his mouth as he started to read the book.

If Carla knows and understands what mating is, why can't I? With this mindset, little Shin learned what sex was.

The night was young, the red moon shone brightly, and the sounds of sex coming from their mother's room couldn't have been louder.