Blue Gems

Rin Okumura X Reader

Ch.1

"Ahhhhhhh~ There are so many stairs…. I don't think I can do this everyday…." The blond haired girl complained, falling behind the two other girls who walked in front of her. "Stairs are my natural enemy…."

"Anything related to exercise is your natural enemy…" The brunette retorted.

"Hey!" The blond remarked, puffs of smoke emitting from her head. "That's not fair! Not all of us excel at sports like you do!"

"Now now leave Laylah alone, Malia" You spoke, in between your two bickering childhood friends. You've known them since you were children and seeing the two of them even come close to an argument was a rare thing.

"Alright, and besides Lay, we're almost there, another 5 minutes and we'll be there!" You cheered giving your friend and happy smile and stuck your tongue out.

"Haha, alright, how could I disagree to that." Laylah smiled and began to run up the stair to True Cross Academy. "I'M GONNA GET FOOOOOOOD~"

"Why didn't we just motivate her with that in the first place?" Malia sighed.

You shrugged, knowing the inner workings of Laylah's mind was a tricky thing and you'd never understand it, nor wanted to.

"Shall we head u-"

"CRAP I'M LATE!" A boy with wild hair ran past the two of you suddenly, knocking you down on your bottom. If Malia had not grabbed you fast enough you would have fallen down the stairs and caused possible if not certain injury to yourself.

"HEY! WATCH IT!" Malia yelled and watched as the boy gave off a sheepish wave.

He had dark blue hair, spiked on the edges and messy, most likely from him waking up late for school. He wore a uniform for True Cross, but it was unbuttoned and lazily put on. His backside held a slim red bag, and appeared to be holding a weapon, possibly a sword.

"SORRY!" He yelled back down, now a distant figure on the endless staircase.

"What a jerk…" Maila mumbled and gripped your hand, which was still connected to yours and pulled you up from the ground.

"Ouchy…" You mumbled and wiped the dirt off your skirt and blouse. "I hate city people…"

Malia laughed. "I think he was more of just a rude boy than anything else… ignore him though."

"Yeah I guess you're right… we need to get moving anyway, Laylah is probably causing trouble wherever she went off too…"

Malia groaned in agreeance and the two of you began walking again, the outline of the world's best exorcist training school shining down brightly from the heaven's showing the obvious contrast it has to heaven itself.

You were (First Name) (Last Name), a new transfer student from a small American exorcist group, though you're originally from (home country). You along with your friends Malia Gunst, a priest's daughter and expert at swordsmanship and Laylah Turnwood, the tamer prodigy. You yourself had your own talents in healing and ballistics, but compared to your friends talent's you had a lot to learn.

So when Malia announced she'd be leaving your small town to come here, you were nervous to say the least. Of course you'd be coming with her, but the thought of coming to such a big place was terrifying and especially after what had just happened…. Gehenna's Gate had actually been opened…

The world was changing and you wanted to change as well. You wanted to be a strong exorcist. Laylah was the opposite though, she was more go with the flow, but not lazy. She just believed things happened for a reason, so she was fine packing up and moving away so easily.

Malia and Laylah had always been with you, so breaking up the trio was not going to happen, even if it meant being pushed down a long ass staircase by some weird boy.

"HEY!" Laylah's voice came crying through your thoughts as she jumped up and down at the top of the staircase, which you and Malia had almost reached. She held three water bottles in her arms, while a lollipop stuck out of her mouth.

When you reached her, she handed the you a water bottle and Malia the other one. She looked forward to the passing students and watched as they entered the busy school, or in this case the normal school.

"So our homeroom is under the school right? Seems pretty dark~" Laylah spoke in a twisted voice and scrunched her fingers together, giving off a creepy vibe.

"We're exwires, it's only natural for our job to be dark and depressing…. And underground… away from sunlight…" Malia sighed.

"Come on guys, I'm sure it'll be fine! We'll make lots of new friends and have a great time!" You clapped your hands together to get them pumped up.

"Ohhhh~" Laylah snapped her fingers. "You guys saw him right?"

"Who?" You questioned.

"You can't be serious? He was a deadringer from what the priests told us he looked like."

"Who the heck are you talking about?" Malia sighed.

"The son of Satan: Rin Okumura! He ran past me when I got to the top of the stairs."

"THE SON OF SATAN WAS THE JERK WHO RAN INTO ME?!" You shouted, only to have your mouth covered a second later by your friends.

"Keep the religious organization's best kept secret a secret dummy…" Laylah huffed and removed her hand.

"The world was in chaos not too long ago, we can't have it possibly starting again due to you causing panic." Malia scolded you lightly.

"Sorry…" You spoke.

You loved your friends, but at times, you really felt like a child compared to them… it wasn't that you were childish or they treated you like one… it was mostly that well… they were far more experienced than you in anything related to demons, and expelling them.

"Hey now, don't give us that face, it was a simple mistake. I would have cursed him out if it was me!" Laylah smiled at you, Malia placing her hand on your shoulder.

"You would have done much worse than curse him out…" The brunette teased.

"Oh shush…" The blond pouted. "Anyway, we should head down to the classroom, or we're gonna be late. And being late on the first day is a big no-no!"

"You sure can switch your personality…" You commented and followed your friends lead.

"You do know where we're going… right Laylah?" Malia asked.

"Chillax, I have a great sense of direction, remember when i got us out of that corn maze!"

"We were 12, hungry and dehydrated… I don't think that counts…" Malia laughed at the memory. "Plus you almost lit the corn on fire with your 'torch'..."

"It was halloween. I wanted to get into the spookiness."

You giggled as your friends continued their discussion on the past events. Today was going to be a good day, you could feel it.