Few knew what began the surreal experience known as life. Fewer knew how connected the world truly was.
But that was hardly on the mind of two children, fighting in the park. One was a petite and confident girl of about seven with long dark hair and piercing eyes. Her lips seemed set in a perpetual scowl towards her opponent. The other kid was a boy, covered in scraps and bruises, with a cocky smirk on his face.
"You gonna say sorry to Yukio now?" he questioned.
"Why should I apologize for speaking the truth?" the girl asked coldly.
"Niisan..." the bespectacled boy whimpered. He reached out, as if to try and stop his elder brother. His brother ignored him and charged the older girl.
With a few hits, the boy was back on the ground, and the girl's dress had a mud stain.
"Ah! Satsuki-sama!" A pink haired girl cried out. The dark haired girl raised her arm, seperating the pink haired girl from the dirty boy. The corner of her lips twitched upward.
"What is your name?"
The dirty boy pushed himself off the ground and looked her in the eye.
"Okumura. Okumura Rin."
"I am Kiryūin Satsuki."
"Niisan, we should get back home," the younger boy whimpered. The older girl paid him no mind. Her eyes solely focused on the boy determined to fight, solely to protect his brother.
Over the years Yukio had forgotten the scuffle in the flurry of the many fights Rin had gotten into. But Rin never forgot.
Like clockwork, he would run into her every year, on the same winter day. It was hard to believe, Rin could actually call the cold girl... A friend.
She had been a little cold and distant. But she had not allowed anything less than an hour of his time. Even if they talked about odd things like overthrowing her apparently evil mother.
He had been eight at the time she had asked his loyalty. He gave it, trusting his non familial friend.
Even if no one believed him. Every monk had given him a look of pity, thinking her to be an imaginary friend. His father would be kind and reassuring, but even he seemed worried. Yukio had been nervous and watched carefully when Rin mentioned his friend.
After both he and Yukio turned fifteen, Rin's life changed. He had been unsuccessful in finding work, and his brother was mere days from leaving for True Cross academy, when it happened. A white limo had appeared after another loss of a job before it began. He recognized the vehicle immediately and entered it without hesitation. He looked at each of the individuals in the vehicle one by one.
"Inumuta, Sanageyama, Gamagōri. Nonon-chan," he said with slight cheek making the smallest grin.
"Pleasure to see you to Rin," Satsuki commented. Rin gave a sheepish grin.
"You know I couldn't miss you, Satsuki-Denka."
"Seriously Okumura?"
"I'm showing good respect to who I hear is now running her own school. Congratulations by the way."
"It is received. It is also a part of the reason I am here."
"I hope it won't interfere with my job hunt too much."
"Forget the job hunt," Nonon said with amusement. Satsuki then handed Rin an envelope. He didn't need to be a genius to know what she was offering, nor the price.
"School. Are we really starting the war?"
"Once we find those compatible to be soldiers. I am certain you will keep your word and join us."
"Sure. Anytime. Anywhere."
"Now. Honnōji Academy."
"No one is going to believe this."
"So don't tell them. Just say you have a job elsewhere... Or don't," Sanageyama said lazily. Rin shrugged his shoulders.
"You will be living within the three star complex so I may reach you," Satsuki began to explain, "Jakezuri will be head of the art and science clubs. Gamagōri will be head of the disciplinary committee. Inumuta will be head of research and communications. Sanageyama will be head of the athletic clubs."
"Sounds like you have all your bases covered. So what do you need me for exactly?"
"Honnōji Academy is at the peak of Hōnno city. I understand your father is a priest?" It wasn't so much a question as it was a statement.
"Yes. A Catholic."
"But you have also studied other religions."
Rin shrugged his shoulders.
"I may know a thing or two..."
"Right, and I may or may not know a C major scale," Nonon scoffed. Lady Satsuki waited for the chuckles to die down.
"Rin, you will be the religious counselor. The students may come to you for advice."
"Why does it sound like I got the short end of the stick? And why the hell do you care about religion?"
"I don't," Satsuki said honestly, "But an army must take all they can. Having religious services available may draw in stronger soldiers."
"You manipulative bitch," Rin laughed. The three boys tensed, watching and waiting for Satsuki to strike. She never did.
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So... A plot bunny.
Basically, Rin met Satsuki when he was younger and they became odd friends. Because of this, she "invites" him to Honnōji Academy as a religious figure. Three star uniform and everything.
Rin has not awaked his demonic heart, he cannot see demons as of this time, and Shiro is still alive with no idea where Rin has disappeared to.
So... Yeah.
Let me know if you want to adopt the idea.