(first fanfiction! Disclaimer: I don't own Ao no (Blue) Exorcist. enjoy!)
Well, nothing can be hidden forever. I was just hoping that maybe, just maybe, I would get the chance to be normal (as normal as I can be) before my secret was blown. I mean come on, I went from having Shiemi, Shima, Konekomaru, Bon (sort of), Eye Brows (aka Izumo and again, sort of), to absolutely isolated. Yukio and Shura (and I guess that creepy Mephisto) are still with me, Eye Brows acts the same, and Shima occasionally talks to me, but every time I see them they look so scared! Especially Shiemi… she can barely look at me. Bon hates my guts even more now, so now I can't even make fun of him without him telling me to 'rot in hell with your father'. That cuts deep. Really deep.
Enough of my self-loathing or whatever… I guess I deserve it. I've been hated all my life, so the hope I had when I had so many friends was just to tease me. I get that now.
I'll always be an outcast…
But I know I'll be the outcast to defeat Satan.
As I walk into the classroom I lazily whistle a song as I take my seat. It has only been a week since the whole 'fun-camp' incident and 'me being Satan's son' was revealed, and nobody wants to sit near me. Even though I sit by myself in the front of the room, all my friends ignoring me, I'm still content. I get to see my brother more often and get out of lessons with Shura. Hell yeah!
Sighing contentedly, I shut my eyes and wait for class to begin. Hurry the hell up Yukio; I got here on time just to impress you!
A moment later my spotty four-eyed brother walks in, a small smile playing on his face as he walks past me. "Now this is a surprise, not showing up late? Good going Rin. But did you do the homework?"
My momentary triumph shatters, and I groan. "No… but It's so not my fault! Shura kept me training from right after class yesterday till midnight! You know how she is! By the time she did let me go I'd forgotten about the homework." I finish and exhale. "But I'm sorry… do I have detention?"
Yukio ponders this for a moment. "How about I let you turn it in tomorrow, and I talk to Shura about letting you study before training?"
"Pfft, like she'll listen to you four-eyes."
He shrugs. "Then I can always give you a detention—"
"No no, that's fine!" I interrupt, letting my brother have his win.
He gives me that annoying smile of his and nods.
Class goes along just as always. Yukio overly-explaining some lesson about a flower (pharmacy stuff or whatever) and I tune him out. He asks me a question and I get it wrong. Bon answers the question and he gets it right. By the time class is over, I feel like curling up under the desk and taking a nap.
As class lets out and I stand up to leave, Yukio stops me. After everyone else files out, he starts taking.
"So Rin, how have you been doing? I barely see you in the morning of after classes anymore. How's your training with Shura?" He asks pleasantly.
I just roll my eyes. "Ehh, everything is just fine I guess. I can control the temperature of my flames just fine, and I can sort of aim. Aiming smaller flames takes a lot of effort, but I can perfect that sooner or later. How are you doing?"
He sighs. "Normal I suppose. Last week I told them about you and the whole story, they still don't trust you. I put in good words, but they still seem uneasy. That's to be expected though." Then his eyes lock with mine in all seriousness. "But they will learn to trust you, Rin. I guarantee that sooner or later things will get back to a sort of normal."
I run a hand through my hair and laugh. "Thanks bro, that means a lot."
He puts a hand on my shoulder, then pushes me towards the door. "You're welcome. Now hurry and get to class before you're late!"
Next class is P.E., my favorite class next to the one my brother teaches.
"Two laps for a warm up!" The teacher shouts after taking attendance.
I am about to get running when I get tapped on the shoulder. A huge grin envelopes my face as I am greeted by my pink-haired friend.
"How's it going Rin?" He asks coolly, us both jogging side by side around the indoor track.
"Shima! I'm doing fine, what are you up to? Stalking any girls lately?"
He winks. "Not really, none too interesting." It's silent for a moment. "So… Shura really pushing you that hard?"
"She's an effing maniac! Goddammit, if it weren't for these healing powers I would be dead! Three days ago she halfway cut my arm off with that stupid sword of hers!"
He laughs anyway. "Tough, but Shiemi patched you up, right?"
The grin on my face automatically disappears. Head down, I reply, "No. She hasn't spoken a word to me since she found out. Barely even looks at me."
Shima frowns thoughtfully. "Cheer up; she'll get over it soon. And just so you know, I'm here for you. You may be Satan's son, but you ain't Satan. Besides, we're friends."
I stop running and pull Shima into a hug. "You don't know how much that means to me!"
"You're welcome, but could you let me go please? Teacher is looking this way." He says frantically.
"Oh yeah, public." I let him go and we continue running. "But seriously, it really means a lot to me. It's good to know a got a real friend other than my brother, the psychotic harpy (Shura), and that creep we call Mephisto."
Shima chuckles and shakes his head. "Harpy? Hmm, maybe… harpies are known to be sexy."
"Oh god, I don't want to hear this!" I yell and start running faster, losing Shima quite quickly.
"Everything will turn out just fine Rin!" He calls from behind. "Trust me!"