Prologue

Disclaimer: I don't own blue exorcist or any of its characters. The only things I own are my ideas.

Author's note: This story ignores what happens in the anime and focuses on what we know happened in the manga.

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The sound of snow crunching beneath his boots was all Shiro could hear as he walked through the silent woods. It was winter, just after Christmas, and the air around him was cold and frigid. A cloud of respiration clung around his face as the exorcist exhaled. A heavy sigh rested on his lips. It had been a few months sense he first started to look for Yuri Egin, the young woman who had become pregnant with the spawn of Satan.

He was still hard to believe, even now when he was making his way through the cold, desolate forest, that a young exorcist like Yuri could have allowed herself to be fooled by the demon of all demons.

Shiro Fujimoto was a young man in his mid thirties, despite his natural light gray hair and red eyes which were an oddity on its own. Considering that red was not a natural human eye color. There might have been a demon ancestor in his family, but no one knows for certain. Especially sense Shiro had never been close with his family.

Shiro was tall and slender, being of average build. He was a handsome man, even with his glasses. He was cold and serious person, always fallowing orders. But now, he wasn't sure if he could follow through with the orders the Vatican had given him. A sword in a blue sheath was strapped to his back. It was a demon slaying sword known as the koma sword, or Kurikara. Shiro would never forget how he came to be in possession of Kurikara. After it was discovered that Yuri was caring the spawn of Satan, he had been sent to retrieve the sword to use to exorcise the child. He had gone to steal the sword from the Myōō Dharani temple and had ended up instead being given the sword instead as thanks for helping cure the toxin poisoning that that afflicted the temple. The head priest, Tatsuma Suguro had been the one to give Kurikara to him.

Shiro thought back to when he first met Yuri. Yuri had just become a lower 2nd class exorcist and had been put on his team for her first real mission as an exorcist. She had long brown hair and turquoise eyes. Despite being a young adult, Yuri looked young for her age, making her look more like a teenager then her actual age. The two had clashed over views, neither willing to back down. Shiro had been the one to be the mature adult and ended the argument for the sake of the mission. He knew that the young women's softness towards demons would get her into trouble one of these days; he just didn't realize just how much he was right. Yuri Egin had gone on a few other missions with his team after that. The two never got along but they tolerated each other when they had to.

Looking back on it now, Shiro shouldn't be surprised this happened. Pulling a cigarette from his pocket, the exorcist plopped in his mouth and lit it. He needed a smoke. It was getting colder and Shiro knew he would have to find shelter for the night. He clutched his scarf closer to himself in a feeble attempt to cling to warmth.

Shiro hoped he would find her this time; he had a hunch about this place. He might not have known how far along Yuri was when she disappeared, but he knew she had to be close to giving birth if not already. The upper class exorcist was about to stop and make camp for the night when he saw it. Chimney smoke rose above the trees, giving indication that someone was living close by. If it was Yuri then he was good to go, and if it wasn't, well at least he could ask to stay the night and not have to sleep outside.

Shiro quickened his pace, following the smoke trail. It didn't take long for him to step out into a small clearing. A little wooden cabin sat in the middle of clearing. Raising his fist to knock on the door, Shiro stopped at the last second when he hears the sound of a baby's laughter and the unmistakable voice of Yuri Egin.

This was it he had found her at long last. Clutching the sword tightly, the upper classed exorcist slowly opened the door and walked inside, but not before dropping his cigarette to burn out in the snow. It was only inside that Shiro heard a second voice. And like the first, Shiro would have recognized it from anywhere. So that was how Yuri escaped the order before Shiro could return with the koma sword. He should have known that demon had been involved.

Silently walking through the small kitchen and living room, Shiro stopped outside of the door leading to what he assumed to be the bedroom. "You can come in Shiro, we know your there." The sound of Mephisto's voice addressing him had startled Shiro to the point that he had almost jumped in inch of the ground. Opening the wooden door, Shiro stepped into the doorway and looked around the small room. It was a bedroom just as he had thought. The only furniture being the bed Yuri was currently laying on, a side table next to the bed, and a small dresser that may or may not have clothing in it. Mephisto stood beside the young woman, a look on his face that suggested that he found the situation amusing. Shiro didn't.

"It took you longer then I would have thought to find Yuri," Mephisto said with a grin on his face. Before Shiro could remind him that he was here to kill the child, he looked over at Yuri and suddenly realized that she wasn't holding just one baby but two. In her arms Yuri held two small bundles; one in each arm. Yuri had given birth to twins. And here Shiro that she couldn't surprise him with anything else. Walking up to the bed, Shiro took a closer look at the infants. The babies were wrapped in blankets to keep them warm. Which Shiro didn't think was necessary since both children were engulfed in blue flames. It amassed Shiro that Yuri hadn't been burned by the flames. Yuri looked up at Shiro and completely stunned him with a simple question.

"Do you want to hold one of them Shiro."

The upper classed exorcist took a step back. He was supposed to kill these babies, not become attached to them. Misunderstanding his reasons for backing up, the young mother continued to speak, "It's ok Shiro. There flames won't hurt you. I've been holding them all day and I'm fine."

Shiro will never know why he did what he did next. Stepping closer to Yuri, he reached his arms out. Yuri handed one of the babies to him. "His name is Rin; he is such a happy baby. Just born and already smiling at everyone. And this one is Yukio; I can tell he's goin to be the shy one." Rin was wrapped in a blue blanket and Yukio was wrapped in a yellow blanket.

Shiro held Rin in his arms and just couldn't get over how the flames didn't harm him. The flames that covered the baby boy was warm and loving, the pure opposite of how he thought that they would be. It was the pure innocence of an infant that had understood nothing but love. The little baby Rin opened his blue eyes and stared up at him and then began to giggle, reaching his tiny hands up to Shiro's face in an attempt to grab his glasses.

This child was innocent, he didn't deserve to die. It was at that moment that Shiro realized that he couldn't do it. He couldn't kill these children. "So what are you going to do Shiro?" Mephisto said as though he could read his mind. Shiro sighed. "I don't know, I can't kill them, but it will be impossible for them to hide them when their engulfed in flames." Yuri gave him a warning glare. He couldn't blame her; any mother would have done the same thing. "That's ok, I can handle that. All you have to do is hand me the sword and one of your guns." Shiro didn't trust Mephisto one bit but handed him the requested items anyway. Both Shiro and Yuri watched in amassment as Mephisto sealed Rin's flames within Kurikara and Yukio's flames within Shiro's hand gun. He then handed the sword and gun back Shiro. "There problem solved. So Shiro are you going to help Yuri raise her children? Because it seems that Rin has grown quit fond of you."

Shiro had almost forgotten about the baby in his arms. Without the blue fire, the child looked completely human. Both babies did. "Yes I will. But the Vatican will want to know what happened to me." The purple haired demon waved off his concerns. "Don't worry I have that figured out. We are going to fake yours and Yuri's deaths. And it would be best for both of your sakes as well as the children if you all left Japan. That way you don't rest anyone recognizing you." Shiro hated the thought of faking his own death, but he knew that Mephisto had a point.

"We'll do it. We'll leave Japan."

Yuri stated confidently. Mephisto snapped his fingers and Shiro felt something heavy drop into his exorcist pocket. Handing Rin back to his mother, Shiro pulled out two thick wallets that he had never seen before. "Those hold your new identities and everything you'll need to start over. I ever put the twin's fake birth certificates in there. Are the two of you ready to go?" Shiro and Yuri both nodded their heads. Mephisto handed them a key that he fished out of his own pocket.

"I hope you enjoy New York."

The demon poofed away, leaving Shiro and Yuri alone with the babies. Helping Yuri from the bed, Shiro put the Key into the bedroom door and opened it to revile yearly afternoon New York. The two looked at each other and stepped through to start their new lives.

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Back at the Vatican Mephisto was shocked to see the devastation that had occurred will he had been gone. It seemed that Satan had devastated the True cross order while trying to find where Yuri was. Standing before the Grigori Mephisto explained the tragic death of Shiro Fujimoto that unexpectedly seemed to fit in with what would become the blue night. "When Shiro and I found Yuri, she had just given birth. Sadly the child was a stillborn. Consumed in grief pore Yuri died afterword. When Shiro went to bury their body's Satan appeared and in a blinding rage set fire to the cabin. I was unable to save Shiro. He was killed and his body burned to ashes along with Yuri and her child." The Grigori had no reason to think he was lying, with he was of course. Mephisto even went back and burned the cabin down just to be safe.

Elsewhere in America, Shiro and Yuri found themselves inside an apartment. A note was on the refrigerator not fare from them. It read.

Here's somewhere to start out in. I hope you have good luck in raising the twins.

Love Mephisto.

Yuri looked at Shiro and smiled. This is where there new lives start this is where her children will grow up safe.

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Author's note: Here's the first chapter of the flaming twins. This story has been in my head for a while now and I'm glad to have gotten it down. Please leave reviews to let me know if you liked it or not. Thanks for reading and I'll post chapter 1 when I can.