Disclaimer: I do not own 'Ao No Exorcist'- the Manga-franchise or any of its characters. I just love the anime and am a fan of the manga and its spin-off. So yeah... don't sue me.

Pairing:

Yukio/Lucifer

Summary:

Lucifer and Yukio meet thirteen times. Unoriginal words but that's basically it.

M note: This is AU. Characters are ooc and comments/suggestions are welcome for this story. I guess this could be considered either pseudo incest or just outright incest but I'll add that later on.

This is a crack-ship but its seems a little fun to toy around with. So far these will be individual one-shots that might stand independent unless I feel like having them tie in.


Concentrate, concentrate
Concentrate on what I'm saying

People are dying, children are crying
Concentrate, concentrate

Concentrate on what I'm saying

Crack an egg on your head. Let the yolk run down. Let the yolk run down
Crack an egg on your head. Let the yolk run down. Let the yolk run down

Concentrate, concentrate
Concentrate on what I'm saying

People are dying, children are crying
Concentrate, concentrate

Concentrate on what I'm saying

Stick ten needles in your sides. Let the blood drip down. Let the blood drip down
Stick ten needles in your sides. Let the blood drip down. Let the blood drip down

Concentrate, concentrate
Concentrate on what I'm saying

People are dying. Children are crying
Concentrate, concentrate

Concentrate on what I'm saying

Stab a knife in your back. Let the blood drip down. Let the blood drip down
Stable a knife in you back. Let the blood drip down. Let the blood drip down

Concentrate, concentrate
Concentrate on what I'm saying

People are dying. Children are crying
Concentrate, concentrate

Concentrate on what I'm saying

Wrap a rope around your neck. Wrap it till it's tight.
Wrap a rope around your neck.

And…pull

Concentrate, concentrate
Concentrate on what I'm saying

Children are crying. People are dying
Concentrate, concentrate

Concentrate on what I'm saying

You're on top of a tall building. You look off the edge and feel dizzy

It's a long way down!

You step back but then someone

pushes you off...


Age seven, the Okumura twins are in the second grade

Yukio stared at the cracked and mud splotched lenses of his glasses in disappointment.

School had ended for the day. Most of the students and faculty members had gone home already.

Only a small handful of students in the elementary school stayed behind to get tutoring or to make up a test/homework if they missed a day.

Usually by this time of day, well before the bell rang signaling that they could all leave.

Their father would be waiting for them outside of their classroom to walk them home because they didn't live all that far.

He would sit on a bench near a water fountain while chatting away with one of the parents.

Like Rin and much unlike himself, he likes to talk a mile a minute and makes friends or acquaintances fairly easy.

Which brought him to his current situation in life. Okay he should back-pedal for a second to help make things clear.

Their dad always brings with him a bag full of snacks and juice boxes whenever he picks them up but tells them to only get a pair so that their appetite wouldn't be spoiled for lunch with the guys at church.

This day was different because for weeks both Run and himself had begged him to let them walk home by themselves.

After all they are 'big' kids.

They would turn eight in two days but Shiro Fujimoto was still weary of letting them walk by themselves.

The neighborhood they live in is relatively safe.

It's the kind of place where everyone knows about their neighbors business so they all look out for themselves and others.

However, they are still children and honestly should not be left unsupervised.

He said they could only do it this day because he would be out for a few hours and would not make it in time.

Both had promised up and down that they would walk straight home from school.

It had been plan they would have followed without question but a few kids had lingered behind to taunt him about him always needing defending.

Always crying because he is too scared to do something for himself and his brother gets hurt every time he steps up to fight for him.

Rin had left him a few seconds ago after having told him to stay there until he got back so that they could walk home together and not get in trouble-grounded.

Yukio knew that if anyone was going to get into trouble and blamed for everything that it would be Rin.

Even though he was the one putting himself at risk just because he didn't want Yukio to get hurt.

.

Rin huffed in anger while he chased after the bullies that ran away while crying out for their parents to clearly go and snitch.

After he punched one of them for hitting his little brother. They screamed 'demon' as he ran after them.

He hated that nickname but they would pay for jumping his brother, breaking his new glasses.

Stealing from him and making him cry, on top of everything.

As if adding insult to injury they had begun laughing at him just as Rin had gotten wind of the situation.

"Hey! Come back here. Tsk, I'll find you and make you give it back!"

Rin knew that he didn't have much time especially if he didn't want the guys at church to worry about them and come looking for them, themselves.

Or worse.

Have them call their dad and have him worried about their safety. Damn, just as he was beginning to be trusted.

Sure the smart thing would have been to let this go and get even another day but he just seemed incapable of doing so because he wasn't just angry with them for hurting his brother.

He also felt bad because he had not been there to stop it sooner.

.

.

"Rin, wait. You don't have to do this! I'm okay." Yukio wiped off the muddy water off his glasses. His shirt was stained with grass and his hair was a little messy.

"Heh, no! They stole your snacks and broke your glasses. Wait here." Rin chased after the screaming kids without another glance or word to his twin.

Lucifer had been walking down the opposite direction of the street in what appeared to be complete boredom.

Just idly minding his own business as he searched for his brothers.

Mephisto and Amaimon would probably waist his time with nuisance after nuisance.

One would probably show him the latest cat videos from YouTube while the other...

He felt a bit nauseous suddenly, more so than he remembers being in while.

Therefore he slowed his pace then stopped walking altogether when that wasn't enough.

Hopefully their meeting would be over with quickly so that he could get some rest in a place a little less sunny.

They said they would be around this area but so far he saw no one.

What he did see was a little park in front of what appeared to be a place for children.

A school.

Such a place was one both of his siblings liked to dwell in. It was okay...at least it kept them occupied and made it so that neither really bothered to interfere with whatever he had going on.

He had thought he had heard kids screaming and one yelling after them in evident rage but it seems they were long gone so he no longer bothered caring.

.

.

.

What he had assumed was a left alone bench, seemed like an okay place to wait. He was proven wrong.

Well at least on the first part when he saw a little boy that looked a bit sad and dirty.

"Mister, you look sick" Yukio looked him over without really regarding him as he spoke quietly.

Granted the little boy could not see much, well of anything cause he is hella blind without his glasses but squinting kind of helped and the guy wasn't to far away.

Later on in life Lucifer would reflect back on this day a shake his head while sighing the biggest sigh of life.

Because, seriously.

Anyway back to Yuki and his childhood angst.

His dad had told him and his brother on numerous occasions not to talk to strangers but the guy didn't look menacing or like a creep so he just took his chances.

"You are quite the observationist."

Lucifer tried to smile but before he could the 'annoyance' as he has oh so affectionately dubbed it returns to his person as he continued his coughing for a few minutes.

If hacking up blood didn't scare the shit out of children he has no idea what does but the boy next to him just seems to look at him with concern.

Yukio reached into his backpack and pulled out a bottle of water then hands it over to the guy.

"...thank you..."

Green eyes met teal as he spoke quietly then drank some water.

"Who did this to you?"

The King of Light looked at him expectantly.

Having taken his appearance in early on in their encounter but not daring to mention anything until now.

Just waiting for a response in this super chill manner of his while Yukio suddenly remembers that Rin isn't back yet and that he is probably in trouble.

Their father is probably on his way with him in tow to get him and tell them that they are grounded and not to be trusted for about a week.

Unshed tears well in his eyes as he clutches onto the glasses on his hand a bit harder and they break up a little more.

"Let me see then. May I?"

Since it appears that the little boy would not answer his previous question he supposed he would not be willing to give a response for this one.

He was proven wrong yet again.

When Yukio handed over the broken pieces of his glasses gently as if afraid to either hurt him in some way or cause his broken possession any more harm.

Honestly, it was likely the latter of the two.

"Don't be scared."

"Huh?"

Lucifer's words were no louder than Yukio's low whisper as he looked at him.

A mixture of curious and astounded silence fills the air as in an instant the shards of glass seem to rearrange themselves perfectly.

His glasses are as good as they had been that morning but Yukio doesn't take them back.

He's just staring up at him with an unreadable expression.

"Are you one of them...?" Yukio bit his lower lip for a moment as it looked like he was trying to gather some courage then promptly yanked the glasses away from the stranger's hand.

"One of what." The blonde guy didn't look menacing or offended by the sudden, rude act.

He just looked at him calmly while the brunette haired boy put his newly repaired glasses on.

"My dad, he called it mashō. What makes me see them."

Lucifer pretended to not know what he was talking about for a moment as he took another drink of water then dropped any pretense he could have used by saying.

"It has been a while since I have heard that word. Once people get injured or a sickness related to akuma they become able to see demons for the rest of their life."

"Here" Yukio handed over what looked to be an orange then stood up from them bench when his brother yelled for him loudly as he ran towards him.

He turns to look at his brother for a second then back at the stranger but in that time he apparently disappears.

Rin smiles at him as he holds onto the bag of stolen snacks proudly. He has a few scratches and he's a little sweaty but he looks pleased with himself as he gasps for air.

"Let's go. Hey? I thought your glasses were broken." Rin looks at him oddly enough to be called that but shrugs it off.

Only when Yukio said they had just appeared that way before because of all the mud covering them previously.

The younger Okumura twin kept the strange encounter to himself.

There was no need to worry his older brother or their father and in time he would forget such a meeting had even taken place but the King of Light never would.

From a distance high up in the sky both Mephisto and Amaimon witnessed what took place.

One all too interested, the other not really caring.


The Concentrate Game

After the person/people narrating this entire thing pushes them. -They- quickly ask something along the lines of 'what color did you see?'

And the color the person 'falling' saw determines how they will die:

Red-means they are going to be stabbed.
Blue- means they will drown in water.
Yellow- means they will be poisoned.
Orange- means they will burn to death in a fire.
Green- means they will fall from a height and die on grass.
Purple- means they will suffocate.
Brown- means they will be buried alive.
Grey- means they will die of a disease in hospital.
White- means they will die of old age and go to Heaven.
Black- means they will die of old age and go to Hell.