This story came to me when I was watching Ao no Exorcist on my free time.

Chapter 1:

In a small park at the Northern Regions of Japan known as Okinawa, a small mahogany haired girl not more than six years old wearing an orange sweater that had blood on the left shoulder, a magenta scarf wrapped around the lower half of her face and a pair of dark blue shorts was sitting on swing all by herself.

The girl seemed sad about something as she stares at the ground with a cold blank look in her dark brown eyes. If you were to take a closer look at the child, you would notice that she had cuts and bruises on her knuckles.

Then the memories of the reason for those injuries rushed into her mind.

(Flashback Begins)

"Look its Daisuke. She's such a freak, always saying she saw a ghost or something" said a blond girl wearing a green dress as she and her friends stares at the mahogany haired girl as she was walking past them.

"She probably did it to get some attention. What a lonely loser" said a brunet girl wearing a light blue shirt and a blue skirt, causing the girls with to laugh and snicker.

Daisuke balls her fists tightly to suppress the anger that was building inside her to the point blood started sipping in between her fingers.

"Of course she would do anything for attention. Look at what she wears every day, who would want to be friends with her?" snickered a dark haired girl a light brown V-neck and a dark brown skirt.

Those words were the last straw for Daisuke, she turns towards the group of girls and yelled "What's your problem?! What did I ever do to you that made you hate me so much?!".

"By being the most annoying person in this entire school! Every day you screaming about ghost but there's nothing there! You don't belong here!" the blond girl from earlier yelled.

Suddenly, Daisuke screamed in anger as she tackles the other girl to the ground and starts mercilessly punching her at the face.

"You take that back now!" the brunet exclaimed in rage as her fists were now stained with her and the blond's blood.

"What's going on here?" called a female voice before a woman with long brown hair that tied into a ponytail wearing a pink shirt and a pair of jeans ran into the scene. "Oh my god, Daisuke what are you doing?! Get off her now!" the teacher yelled as she grabs the girl's left shoulder and turns her around but what she saw next will haunt her dreams for years to come.

Daisuke eyes had changed from dark brown to the darkest shade of crimson and her teeth had grown and sharpened to the point it was hard to believe a human could such teeth.

"Leave me alone!" the young girl growled before a dark aura engulfs the woman's hand and multiple loud cracking noises followed by a scream of pure terror and pain was heard.

The teacher quickly pulls her hand back to her but the damage had already been done, her hand hangs lifelessly at her wrist while covered in blood and even some of it was dripping onto the floor.

Seeing the injured hand had snapped Daisuke out of her rage and in a blink of an eye, her eyes and teeth had return back to normal.

'D-Did I just do that?' the brunet girl gasps mentally before looking down to see the blond girl, who was beaten to about an inch of her life and her face was covered in blood.

"Did you see what that girl just did?" whispered a voice amongst the crowd that was forming around the scene.

"What is she? A demon?" whispered another voice.

Daisuke looks up to see all the terrified looks in her schoolmates' and teachers' faces. She took one step towards them but they all jumped back, completely scared for their lives.

"S-Stay back, you demon!" exclaimed a voice in terror.

"We don't need creatures like you here!".

"Leave us alone you freak!".

The crowd continued to yell and curse at Daisuke until she just could not take it anymore and runs out of the school with tears streaming down her face.

(Flashback Ends)

"Everyone's right, I am a freak, a monster, a demon" Daisuke whimpered as another wave of tears stream down her face.

Meanwhile at the sidewalk next to the park, a brunet man with onyx eyes wearing a black jacket over a white shirt with a red and dark blue striped tie tied lazily around the collar and a pair of black slacks was walking by while reciting something from a midnight black book with golden colored designs drawn at the cover.

The man suddenly heard almost inaudible sobs coming from inside the park and after closing his book, decided to investigate. When he found the source, he saw Daisuke crying all alone and it hurt him in the inside to see such a young person like that.

The older brunet walks up to the little girl with stopping just a few feet away from her.

"What's wrong?" he asks, making Daisuke jerk her head up to look at him.

"N-Nothings wrong. J-Just leave me alone" the brunet girl stuttered as she wipes away her tears.

"Don't be like that, please. I know there's something wrong. It's better to share it with others than to keep it to yourself".

"I told you to leave me alone!" Daisuke growled, her teeth and eyes had changed like at the kindergarten and suddenly the man's right shoulder exploded with his blood splashing all over the place.

"No" the older brunet said determinedly as he takes a step forward before his left thigh exploded.

"Why? Why aren't you running away like everyone else? Aren't you terrified of me?" the young girl asks while watching the man takes another step, only to have the right side of his abdomen blown up into a mist of blood and forcing onto his knees.

"Terrified of you? I almost shit myself when you nearly blown my fucking arm off, but I still won't give up. I made a promise to myself that I will help any innocent that needs it and I'm a man of my word. I don't care if you blow up all my fucking limbs off, as long as I'm still breathing I will not give up on helping you!" the brunet man said with determination and sincerity.

Daisuke was touched by the man's words and turned back to normal before jumping off the swing and giving him a crushing hug.

"I'm so, so sorry for hurting you! I never had anyone who really cared about me before!" she cried into the shoulder that was not injured.

"It's okay, nothing some herbs and a lot of rest can't fix. My name is Ryoki Tamashi by the way. What's yours?" the man, Ryoki, asks while forcing a smile through the pain and returns the hug.

"My name is Daisuke Motomiya. Nice to meet you, Mr. Tamashi" Daisuke said with the first smile she had in a long time.

(7 years later)

At an apartment in the city of Odaiba, a family of four is quietly having their dinner.

The two adult members of the family were busy talking to each other about how their day at work went while the oldest of the two remaining members was texting her friend about random things whereas the youngest member was just eating her dinner in silence.

"Daisuke, do you have everything you need for school tomorrow?" asks a woman with mahogany hair wearing a white shirt and a silver skirt but she did not get any reply from her youngest daughter that was sitting across from her.

"Hey Dais, are you alright?" asks a spiky mahogany haired girl wearing a red turtleneck and a pair of jean shorts as she shakes her sister, who was sitting next to her, a bit.

"Huh? Oh, yeah I'm fine. I just had a moment of remembrance, that's all" said a girl with long mahogany that passed her shoulders and bandages that were wrapped tightly from the palm of her hands to her shoulders wearing a light blue T-shirt and a pair of cream colored pants.

"What were you remembering about Daisuke?" asks the only man in the family, who was wearing light grey shirt and a pair of dark blue slacks.

"The day I first met Ryoki, today is the seventh anniversary of that day".

"Ryoki? Oh yes, Mr. Tamashi. I remember him, you two met during the day of the 'incident'" Mr. Motomiya said with a sad smile on his face.

Daisuke said nothing, only her head in agreement to her father's statement before looking at the clock on the wall. "I better go to sleep now. I have school tomorrow" she said suddenly as she gets up from her chair and placed her plate into the sink before retreating to her bedroom.