Kay so I'm totally story jumping! to many ideas swirling but I already have the second chapter for this that I'll post like tomorrow or something... But any who this is my first blue exorcist fanfic so be nice. I'm gonna call Renzou, Shima; Ryuji, Bon; and Konekumaru, Kon(cause his names to long -_-)

Anyway, critics are mucho appreciated and welcomed and if something about my writing style is bothering you let me know so i can look into fixing it. This is my first BoyXboy so no flames please.

I no own Rin or any of the others!

Ch 1

Monster.

Freak.

Abomination.

Demon.

Honestly, tell me something I don't know.

I've always been different even before the world seemed to flip upside down. I was what people called a delinquent, hooligan, cockroach, failure. Take your pick but all of these terms and many more have been used to describe me in the past so you'd think I'd be somewhat used to it.

Unfortunately I'd rather be a failure than the abomination I'm currently labeled as. At least then I had had a chance to prove everyone wrong. But I can't do that anymore.

You see, about two weeks ago I found out that I'm not human. At least not completely but that little fact doesn't really seem to matter to anyone.

For my entire life, I was completely ignorant of what I was. If you'd told me a month ago that demons existed, I'd have laughed in your face but now the prospect is very real. After all its hard to say that demons aren't real when it meant I'd be denying my own existence. But I guess in a way I'm still kind of doing that.

The night I found out what I was, I made a decision. Perhaps it was to prove to myself and everyone else that I wasn't like all the other demons but whatever the reason, here I am at the True Cross Academy studying to be an exorcist.

Ironic right?

It had taken much persuasion for the academy to allow someone like myself to enter and if my adoptive father hadn't been such an influential exorcist himself then I'd probably be dead.

What surprised me the most was that they had informed my classmates of my origin in hopes of having the other students be more alert in my presence.

Hah, oh they're alert alright. I can't even go to the bathroom without feeling glares of hate drilled into my back.

I sighed as I glanced around the campus, watching as people trudged off to class in groups from my perch on the fountain ledge. Luckily for me True Cross Academy's exorcist program is a secret to the public so I can lounge around without feeling threatened by people's hate all the time.

I munched a rice ball as I continued my people watching in peace. A small speck like demon called a coal tar floated over and I flicked it away lazily.

Annoying little creatures.

"Hey, you're an exorcist right?" I jumped, startled at the sudden cheery voice next to me. I turned and was met with a lazily smiling face.

"Uh.." I wasn't quite sure how to answer since it wasn't exactly common knowledge that demons existed. I eyed the pink haired boy with gold eyes apprehensively.

Huh, what a strange combination.

The boy chuckled. "It's just that I saw you flick a coal tar so I just assumed. See I'm new to the program but I'm having a bit of trouble finding the place." He smiled shyly, his hand ruffling the pink hair on the back of his head.

"Oh. Uh yeah I can show you. No prob." I replied and the boy flashed me a smile.

Hm, must not of gotten the demon memo yet.

"Awesome, thanks man! By the way I'm Shima Renzou." He explained as I rose from my seat on ledge.

"Ah, I'm Rin Okumura." I eyed him from the side as I said my name just waiting for the reaction I knew was coming. But to my surprise he smiled, trailing after me as I led the way.

"Well it's nice to meet you, Rin. And thanks again for helping me out! This place is huge."

I grinned, happy to finally have someone talking to me. "Yeah, I know what you mean. I've gotten lost tons of times in the two weeks I've been here."

He laughed and we continued on in pleasant conversation as I told him about my first day and how I somehow had ended up on the out skirts of the schools barrier when I had been searching for my dorm.

"How does that even happen?" He chuckled as we entered the main building.

"Oi, so I have a bad sense of direction! Sue me!" I pouted, crossing my arms in front of my chest in mock irritation. "I think that's an understatement." Shima laughed, following me as I headed for a corridor I knew to be empty.

"Tch, rude! You know I could just leave you here and let you find the class yourself." I singsonged with a smirk, turning to face him as I continued walking backwards. His face lit up in mock panic. "Forgive me oh great one of little directional sense." The pink haired boy busted out laughing and I rolled my eyes.

"Oh I see how it is." I glowered turning back around to the front and stopping in front of door with a janitor plaque nailed to the wood.

"So you got a key right?" I asked, glancing over my shoulder. He looked at the door before fixing his gold gaze on me, eyebrow raised in question. I shook my head. "Oh ye, of little faith." I dug into my black skinny jeans and withdrew my keyring. In total i had three, one for the class, one from my dorm, and one for the church I used to call home.

I took hold of a rather large intricately designed gold key and held it up. "You have this right?" He nodded and retrieved his own from his pocket. I beamed.

"Cool, so it's pretty simple really. Any door in the school building will work though it's advised not to do this in crowded areas with lots of people." I explained as I motioned around the deserted hall.

"The key acts like a portal of sorts and will always take you to the same place." I explained, unlocking the door with my key and pulling it open to reveal a massive hall way with a high ceiling.

"Holy shit." Shima whispered in awe and I laughed.

"Yeah, it's pretty badass, ne?" I walked down the hall that was more like a corridor with stone collums on each side, Shima following after, his head swiveling around in amazement.

I watched him in amusement as I continued. "Anyway, our classroom is just down the…"

"SHIMA!" I froze at the voice that had interrupted me and my stomach instantly sank.

Well it was nice while it lasted.

The pinkette snapped his head to the front, breaking out in a wide smile. "Hey Bon! How ya been?"

I could already feel the anger pouring out of the boy a few meters in front of us, his friend, Miwa Konekumaru, hiding nervously behind his back.

The two were the most devoted of my Haters so to speak. Ryuji Suguro, Bon, was a sturdily built guy with a face that screamed delinquent even though he had one of the highest scores in class. He was truly one of those people where looks could be deceiving with a near constant frown on his face and a blond stripe dyed down the middle of his hair. Despite his quick temper and scary demeanor he was dedicated and an all around nice guy to everyone….save me.

Kon on the other hand, as Konekumaru was called, was a small meek little guy with a shaved head and a pair of round glasses over his small eyes. He was shy fro the most part but easy to please and very self conscious of others feelings…save mine.

The two were an unusual looking pair of friends to be sure but were constantly seen together. Did I mention they hated my guts?

"Catch ya later, Shima." I whispered before turning on my heel and making a hasty retreat. I wasn't in the mood to deal with them.

"Wha.. Hey, wai.." Shima started to protest but was cut off.

"What the fuck were you planning on doing to Shima, demon!" Bon hissed and I rolled my eyes. Great insult. He did realize that that was a fact, right?

"Oi, Bon, what's your deal?" I heard the pink haired boy demand confusedly and I picked up my pace a little more struggling not to make it seem like I was running away.

"Don't be mad Shima, Okumura was probably trying to trick you." I could barely hear Kon's timid voice but I heard Bon's next statement loud and clear just as I reached the door I had entered through.

"Of course he was! Shima, don't go near that freak. He's the son of Satan." With that I yanked it open and rushed into the hallway.

The sizzling sound of cooking vegetables and the smell of spices calmed me some as I cooked. It was something I looked forward to as well as the only thing I seemed to be good at. When I was in the kitchen was when I was at my happiest so I couldn't keep the smile off my face. Beside's today hadn't been so bad. I had at least gotten to talk to someone like a normal person.

I frowned as I thought back to the gold eyed boy. It was strange how relaxed I had been with him and I really had enjoyed his company. It was a shame that I'd never get to talk to him again.

"Che, stupid nerdy delinquent man and his chibi follower." I mumbled as I tossed some chicken into the wok. "Oh, well. It was bound to happen anyway." I continued as I held out my hand for a spoon. My tail moved, placing the utensil in my hand before heading off in search of some spices I was going to need.

Such a handy thing.

"Thank you." I told it as I started to stir before I paused.

"Gah! Holy shit I just thanked my tail! I'm going crazy." I wailed in a panic as I stared down at the extra appendage in horror. A chuckle interrupted my panic attack and I whipped around, raising the spoon I was holding like a baseball bat.

"W-whose there." I stuttered out before dropping the spoon as I came face to face with Shima.

With a start, I jerked back running into the counter behind me where my hand landed on the corner of the my cutting board sending chives and peppers flying. "Shit!" I yelped as I scrambled to catch the cutting board before it fell on the ground and would have to be rewashed.

"What are you doing here?" I caught cutting board in my hand and stared at Shima uncertainly, waiting for an answer. His gold eyes were sparkling with amusement, his mouth pressed in a tight line with the corners slightly uplifted like he was trying hard not to laugh.

Jerk.

"Sorry I just heard you talking about nerdy delinquents and chibis and decided to investigate. Didn't think I'd walk in on your conversation wit amour tail." He burst out laughing, clutching his sides as his body shook with mirth. My face flushed in embarrassment and I scowled.

"That doesn't answer why you're here." I hissed defensively, my tail curling around my waist nervously. I was tense as I waited for him to explain why he was in this dorm in the first place.

I knew for a fact that my brother and I were the only one that resided in this dorm. It was the original boys' dorm back when the academy was first created. It could've been nice once upon a time when the wall paper was new, the carpets spot free, and the ceiling void of cracks but now the place was a dump. Hence the new grand Boys' dorm that had been built on the other side of the campus.

In reality this dorm was supposed to have been torn down but instead it was decided that I would stay here so I wasn't around the other students.

After all, I was dangerous.

Shima's brows rose slightly before he smiled sheepishly, his hand rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry guess you caught me. It's just you high tailed it out of there so quick earlier today that I didn't really get a chance to talk to you more."

I stared at him with a blank face before dismissing him entirely. I picked up the spoon and veggies I had dropped before proceeding to cut a new batch of chives. Did this guy honestly think I was that stupid?

'Oh yes I just found out your the spawn of Satan! Tell me more about yourself!'

Che, yeah right. I'm no fool.

I continued my cutting making sure to mince the chives and slice the bell peppers evenly before moving on to a water chestnut and some onion. Putting my veggies off to the side I removed the heated chicken from the wok, putting the pieces in a bowl and popping them into the microwave to keep warm. I continued working, watching Shima watch me from my peripherals as my tail handed me teriyaki sauce and other spices.

"I'm surprised you're so good at this." The pink haired boy commented as he moved next to me for a closer look. I tensed slightly, my eyes narrowed, waiting for…something.

I didn't reply as I scraped the veggies into the wok adding some snap peas with the mix before pouring in the sauce and spices, my tail stirring all the while. Suddenly a hand reached out and stroked right below the tuft of fur at the end.

With a startled gasp the spoon was practically hurled through the air, veggies and sauce splattering the wall. I jerked back, my tail recoiling and winding itself around my arm as I glared at Shima nervously.

"What the hell are you doing!"

His gold eyes were wide, his hands raised in surrender. "Sorry! I was just curious. Didn't mean to startle you." He smiled sheepishly before taking a step forward. I tensed but he just walked around me to retrieve the spoon and pick up the fallen veggies.

"My bad." He said again as he plopped the spoon into the sink and through away the vegetables before wiping the wall with a wet cloth. I watched him for a bit longer before turning back to my food and continuing my stirring with a new spoon my tail still wrapped firmly around my wrist.

There was slightly tingling sensation were he had touched it and it made me frown in confusion. It was strange and even rather embarrassing but it had actually felt good when he had stroked it.

…Gah!

I could feel my face practically burning with embarrassment and hoped it wasn't as red as I thought it was. Who knew it was so sensitive.

"So, is it weird having a tail? It was surprisingly soft." I glanced to my side to see Shima planted there firmly once more, watching my cook curiously.

I sighed. "What do you want?" The pink haired boy looked at me in confusion and I bared my fangs. I had had enough! "I'm not stupid. Do you honestly think that I'd believe that you just wanted to 'chat' with Satan's Spawn." I spat the word out as I glared at him.

"Yes." He said before his eyes widened and he began to make frantic motions with his hands. "Wait! Not yes that you're stupid, that's not what I meant! I mean yes as in that I wanted to talk." I almost laughed at the way he was waving his hands around frantically but managed to keep my straight face.

He sighed. "Look, don't get me wrong. It was…..strange(?) to learn that you're a demon let alone Satan's kid but you're pretty cool." He chuckled, flashing me a smile. "You know Bon's convinced that your plotting some sort of apocalypse but honestly I don't see it. I just didn't get that kind of vibe from you."

Half way through the conversation I had gone back to stirring, hiding my eyes behind my bangs. I tried to squash the happy feeling blooming in my chest. I could not allow myself to be fooled. This could all be some kind of elaborate scheme to get me to lower my guard but damn it was a good one!

I stirred a couple more times before mixing in the chicken and turning the stove top off. I moved around Shima to the cabinet and pulled out two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks.

Hey, just because I was weary of him didn't mean I was gonna make him watch me eat.

I all but shoved a set of chopsticks and a bowl into Shima's hands before scooping some rice from the rice cooker into my bowl and covering it with my teriyaki chicken.

I continued to ignore the pink haired boy as I sat at the table and began to eat, listening as he yelled out an enthusiastic 'thanks' followed by loud clanking and clattering sounds as he filled his bowl. He plopped down across from me with vigor before diving into his food with another heartfelt thank you.

I couldn't help the small smile as his face lit up with delight and he began to eat faster.

"This is Amazing!"

A grin broke out unabided at his obvious enjoyment. I just couldn't help it. I felt warm inside that someone, despite knowing what I was, had complemented the one thing I was good at and enjoyed.

He paused, looking at me in surprise before a gentle smile lifted his lips. "I mean it Rin. This is fantastic." I felt my face heat up at his sincerity before mumbling out a quick 'thanks' as I began to stuff my face in embarrassment.

He chuckled and returned to his own bowl and the meal continued on in pleasant silence.

I was just beginning to clean the kitchen when Yukio walked in the room. Ah, my dear twin. Yukio had gotten all the luck in the family. Despite the fact that we were both, technically Satan's son, he was somehow human. He didn't have the signature blue flames or the fangs, tail, pointed ears…. He was completely normal and on top of that a certified exorcist.

It was obvious which one of us was better so to speak. Yukio was smart, patient and careful while I was reckless, rash, and couldn't pay attention for more than five seconds without something distracting me. Yukio had always had friends growing up. He was well liked and easy to get along with and I always remembered everyone saying that he would go far in life.

And then there was me. The screw up. I was avoided when we where young mostly because of my quick temper and my tendency to punch anyone in the face if they pissed me off. I was the wild child, constantly getting into fights and causing trouble whether I wanted to or not.

And I really had tried. Tried to make something of myself and the day I had really set my mind to it, my world crashed and I found out that it would always be impossible.

Because I wasn't human.

Yukio paused, his eyes wide with surprise as they focused on Shima who was sitting on the counter watching me. He quickly recollected himself before smiling serenely at the other boy. "Ah, you must be Shima Renzou. I'm Yukio Okurmura and I'll be teaching Demonology."

Shima's brows rose to his hair line. "Wow you're one of my teachers! Amazing, you're like my age but already an exorcist?" Yukio nodded. He was used to these kinds of situations. Hard not to be when you were a genius.

"Yes. I hope it won't be too awkward seeing as we are so close in age but I do hope we get along." Shima nodded his head with a grin. "Now it's getting a bit late and Rin here has yet to start his home work." My brother hinted and Shima's eyes widened in understanding.

"Ah, sorry my bad. I'll be going then. It was nice to meet you." He bowed politely before turning to me with a grin. "See ya later Rin and thanks for the meal." And with that he was gone.

A tense silence ensued and I busied myself with washing the dishes. "Why was he here."

I jumped a bit at the sudden break in the silence and glanced behind me. "Beats me. He just showed up and ate my food." I muttered, turning back to my task. I heard Yukio sigh before he moved towards the door only to pause. "I like him but I don't wish to see him here again." With out any further elaboration he left but the meaning was clear. 'I don't wish to see him here alone with you again.'

I scoffed. He was just like the rest of them. Constantly thinking that Satan's son was gonna suddenly turn into a snarling creature and eat someone. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth. When had it become like this? When had he stopped calling me nii and began to look at me with weary eyes that turned to hate? Hah, hypocrite, hating me for the blood in my veins when he had the same running through his.

K so there it is, let me know what you think!