"Hurry up Rin. Can you get any slower?"

"SHUT UP FOUR-EYES!"

To most people, this Friday afternoon would be like any other peaceful day. The sun is shining and children are coming home from school to greet their parents. Let's just say Rin Okamaru wasn't in a very peachy mood. First of all, he was late getting to high school. He also forgot his lunch at the dorm. On the way back home the afternoon to, get ready for cram school, he just so happened to face plant into a mud puddle. That had rocks.

This brings us to present time. After tidying up (and sporting a nasty headache) Rin and Yukio are headed to the circle and seals classroom.

"Why do you even have to go to Shura's anyway? Trying to get Shiemi to fall in lo-"

SMACK!

"WHAT THE HECK YUKIO!" screamed Rin as he rubbed his sore nose.

"I've already told you this three times nii-san, we need Shura to inspect your sword." Yukio states.

"Can't she do that before we start training?"

"No." Is all Yukio says before walking ahead.

'This is not good. All I need is for everyone to stare at me like I'm some psychopath.' After the camping trip, everyone has tried to avoid him. He can't get over the fact that right before all that happened, they said that they were his friends and would always be. 'Every time they see me, they have a look of fear and resentment. Especially Bon.' His tail drooped with sadness as he dragged after his brother.

'Almost there.'

A knot of fear formed in his stomach as they reached the door. He could here Shura speaking, but the sound was a bit muffled. With a quick knock, Yukio opened the door and stepped inside.

All went quiet as Yukio and Rin stepped through the door. Rin's tail twitched as he looked at the class. 'Why does everyone have to stare? It's not like I died my hair neon green!'

Shiemi's eyes started to water as she tried to hide her eyes. Izumo had her head turned with her usual sour face. Shima looked like he was going to pee his pants any moment. Konekomaru had a look of pure horror on his face, like he just looked Satan dead in the eye. Takara was as straight faced as ever. Bon just sat there, staring like everyone else. Instead of fear, resentment, or pain, he had an expression of anger. Not the everyday Bon anger, the type of anger that says, make one wrong move, your dead, type of anger. 'Yep, I'm screwed.' Before anyone could anything insulting or indignant, Yukio grabbed Rin's sword.

"Here's his sword. Make sure you don't miss anything." Yukio said as he handed Shura the Koma sword.

"Ya, whatever. Just don't get your panties in a bunch." As she said this, she released the sword from its sheath and Rin's power, showing his true form.