Here is yet another Blue exorcist fic, again I do not own it. Unlike Intervention, I warn you now this one is not light hearted. I'm done talking now enjoy the story.
December 27, 1995-September 2, 2011
Yukio Okumura
Beloved son, brother, friend, teacher, protector
He stared at the stone, re-reading the generic inscription he had long ago memorized. How that inscription did not serve his dear brother justice in the smallest. He was so much more than that. As was his father. His real father in his eyes.
Shiro Fujimoto
Adoptive father, beloved friend, and trusted priest
Loved by many
Neither his brother nor his father would be known by the people who read their inscriptions. No one would know of their sacrifice for him, of how brave they were standing in the face of Satan and refusing to back down or give up Rin to him. Rin held the gaze of both tombstones with his hands deep in his pockets and Kurikara slung around his shoulder. He grit his teeth together as the tears fell in the pouring rain.
"I thought I'd find you here." Rin remembered when it had been his brother who had said that to him. How he longed to hear his brother speak to him again. "Let's go." Rin took a last look and turned away. Trudging behind the fiery haired exorcist his brother had hated. Rin didn't believe Yukio had hated Shura, his brother just didn't hold that emotion in his heart. He watched Shura's face, and he saw her lip tremble and tears fall. Rin smiled sadly. I knew she cared. He look to the sky as if he could communicate with Yukio and Shuro that way, "See Yukio, I told you she cared. She had always been trying to make you stronger." He thought to his younger brother as a few more tears escaped his ocean eyes.
That was the intro. I have another chapter that will tell how Yukio ended up the way he is. Review and I'll post it super fast.
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