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The Curse of Blue

CHAPTER 1

RIN …

Finally I was starting Junior year, it was frustrating, going to high school whilst still being an exorcist but Faust was technically still my guardian and all my friends were here. Three years ago I started here at True Cross Academy, right after finding out about the true identity of my father: I was the son of Satan. I lot has happened since then, now all the exorcists and exorcists-in-training knew who I was. Kuro was still my familiar and I still hung out at the dorm with Yukio, even though I was in control of myself these days. I was already above Yukio's level and, thanks to Shima, I wielded Kurikara easily. I still had my moments, I was part demon afterall. And I won't lie, I still fear that my friends might one day leave me, I wasn't an idiot, I knew it might happen. None of them can ever or will ever fully accept who and what I am, and that's okay- even I don't sometimes. Yukio and Shiemi had their one year anniversary coming up in a couple months. Almost a year since she chose him over me. I will always care about Shiemi but I guess we just weren't meant to be, besides her and Yukio are perfect together. Though, I really didn't know what I was going to do with relationships. Yukio's always been the one with all the chicks around him, but that wasn't really the problem. I could only really date exorcists otherwise I'd be lying all the time, and exorcists aren't exactly fond of demons, especially me. But I just wanted to focus on having a great junior year, especially since I'd be teaching some of the classes for the new pages this year, now that was nerve-wracking. So one thing I never expected to happen was to get sucked into this hell-hole of a situation. "No. No way. Yukio is better," I insisted, at the very least Yukio wouldn't push it too much.

Faust fingered his desk, "You've become a brilliant exorcist Rin but your high school scores are pathetically dismal. Especially in English."

"Why do I even need to learn English- I'm Japanese!"

"Because exorcists travel and it's a part of the school's compulsory curriculum. You have to pass. That's why you'll be having regular tutoring sessions with a senior."

"But-"

"You'll have to hide your demonic nature, and you had better learn quickly, she'll be giving me regular reports throughout the semester."

"Why not Yukio? He's good at that stuff and who could possibly be better at English than the top student in our year?"

"An exchange student from an English speaking nation."

"Oh. But-"

"And she can speak Japanese so no arguments," he pointed at me, wriggling his gloved finger, "Sessions start today!"

"What! But classes don't start for a week and I'm teaching my first Cram School class tomorrow!" I argued, I couldn't believe it, it was like deja-vu all over again.

"Exactly. Next week you'll be scrambling around managing teaching, classes, training and, knowing you, getting yourself into trouble. If the tutoring starts now I have a chance to see if it's effective. If you can't stand each other or her methods aren't able to cope against your high level of stupidity, then I'll have a different instructor arranged."

"Yukio?"

Faust sighed, rolling his eyes, "Maybe."

"Yes!"

"Don't get too excited, you have to hurry. You have a session in two minutes. Building 2B, room 324. Her name's Lane. Better hurry."

"Crap," I ran off, using a key to open the door to the nearest entry portal, bursting into the room. Leaning against one of the desks was a Caucasian girl. Her skin was pale with a dotting of light freckles and her hair was golden brown, almost auburn and her large open eyes matched. She wasn't wearing a school uniform, instead she wore jeans and a bright blue shirt with cut-outs on the shoulders and black lace-up boots. She turned my way, "So, you're the junior I'm tutoring?"

I frowned, that's right, I don't want her tutorials, "Yeah, I'm Rin Okumura. You're Lane?"

"Yup, Kira Lane, so guess we should start on this whole tutoring thing then."

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes and slouched in the seat, "Let's just get started."