A really short fic(and by short I mean pretty fucking short) I wrote when I was coming back from the beach! Sort of a one-sided Shizumo(ShimaXIzumo) story. I'm very curious about Izumo. We barely know anything about her, and that flash back in one of the earlier chapters seemed really interesting. I really hope they elaborate more on it and not forget that it existed!
Disclaimer: I do not own Ao No Exorcist/Blue Exorcist.
Unfair
She was a blank page.
The only thing drawn on her face was irritation. Irritation at him, irritation at dimwits, irritation at the part of the world that contradicted her every move.
He wanted to know how she felt.
Sure, it was cute when her eyebrows scrunched up in irritation and her mouth curved into a spiteful frown, but other than that, her face remained expressionless.
He wanted to know everything about her, the good and the bad. Her background was a mystery to them all, which really wasn't fair. He'd lost his oldest brother, Bon had lost his temple's dignity, Konekomaru lost his parents, Shiemi had a vast knowledge of herbs, and Rin and Yukio were the sons of Satan.
So what the hell was she?
All he knew was that she had to do something with shrine maidens or something like that. He just wanted to know things about her. She was so closed off, and her mysterious past was just dying to be uncovered.
"Izuuuumoooo!"
She turned to him with that cute face of hers that displayed sheer annoyance. Did he mention how cute her eyebrows were when they scrunched up like that? It made his heart flutter.
"What?"
He put a smug smile on his face before answering. "Wanna hang out?"
"You really think that I'd want to hang out with you? Are you that much of an idiot?"
"Aw, come on, Izum –"
"No! And that's final, Shima!" She stomped away, leaving him in the middle of the hallway. His cocky smile slowly turned into a glowering frown as he stared at the girl's back. He sighed, and began walking towards his dorm, whispering four words to himself.
"It's not fair, Izumo."