She was the most beautiful creature he had ever had the fortune to lay eyes on. Everything about her was perfect from her golden bob to her odd shoes. The only thing that was an issue was the fact that she was an Angel with delicate white fluffy wings; unlike him, the lowly Demon.

Rin Okumara, the Demon prince, couldn't look away from her. The sun seemed to shine down on her just to make him hate himself even more for being the son of Satan.

You can not touch one that is made from light.

Rin was currently slumped down on a bench in the middle of the True Cross City Park. He had skipped his last lesson in favour of getting some peace and quiet, away from his brothers nagging and his teachers lecturing. He had been sat there for over an hour now and students from the Academy had started appearing, either walking home or hanging out on the green in groups. Which is when she showed up, surrounded by five other Angels, walking along and enjoying each others company.

He shifted slightly as they walked past and he looked at their wings in distaste. The Demon princes' wings looked like dragons wings, black and covered in scales with a thin membrane between the bones enabling him to sore around. The Angels wings looked like normal birds wings and varied in size, colour and shape but all of them looked like liquid satin. His tail flicked with annoyance and he bit his lip; if only he looked more like them he could have the courage to go talk to her!

If only he didn't look like a monster.

One of the Angels in her group glanced over to him as he collected himself from a fit of laughter and frowned suddenly and the Demon.

Here we go…

Rin shifted down slightly into the bench more than he already was in hopes that they would just carry on and leave him alone. Obviously he had no such luck as the Mohawked Angel alerted his piers to his presence. The young golden haired woman made eye contact with him and the blush that was already on her face grew in size and deepened in colour while her Dove like wings quivered behind her.

"What're you lookin' at punk?" Mohawk spat roughly. He squared his shoulders up and puffed up his wings to try and look intimidating.

"Bon, lets just leave hi-" Pinky spoke as he reached out to grab his friends arm.
"I said, what're you lookin' at punk!?" Bon snarled, looking down at him with distain.

Uh oh, here comes the word vomit…

"Well I ain't gonna be looking at you am I, you ugly rooster." Rin spat back.

It was if time froze for a second as Bons' friends looked between him and the Demon.

Bon face turned beet red as he started to splutter at the insult while Rins smug grin grew.

It was a well known fact Angels and Demons didn't get along, because even though the truce had been established over 180 years ago, grudges over food, or realms in this case, can go down for generations or so the saying goes. Even though most of the world had moved on quite a lot of the older, more powerful families still bore hatred for one another; whether you were friends or lovers with the offending breed it didn't matter, they still looked down at each other.

Just like my shitty family does.

Rin stood up suddenly and swung his school bag over his shoulder and glared at the taller teen.

"I'm gonna go seeing as someone interrupted my alone time, that way you can get out of my hair and I'll get out of your plumage." Rin gave a sarcastic smile and walked off leaving the group to try and hold back Bon as he launched after the lanky Demon.

As he was walking away he heard Poka-brow laugh deliberately and loudly enough so he could hear her.

"Oh my god did you see his wings? They looked ridiculous with no feathers on them, almost like they had a disease. His tail and his stupid ears were just as bad too; I'm so glad I'm not a Demon, I would hate to look like a monster!" She barked out another laugh.

Rin tense and started to walk quicker, far away from them.

Why can't they just leave well enough alone, I wasn't doing anything to them, ass holes.

By now they were out of sight and far away as he rounded another corner and started slowly down a set of stairs. Maybe he would have time to get some Sukiyaki before Yukio found him.

"W-Wait, please stop!"

Rin blanched and turned around to look behind himself and saw the Angel of his dreams slowly running towards him. She stopped at the top of the stairs and smiled down at him suddenly as she caught her breath. Rins breath stopped at the image before him and he decided he was done for.

She made her way down to him and stopped two steps above him and smiled again, albeit a bit more timidly this time.

"Uh yeah, what do you want?" Rin asked, trying to act aloof. He adjusted his rucksack on his shoulder as he looked around to see if he could escape if need be.

"I- I wanted to apologise to you about what the others said to you back there, especially Izumo. She can be so mean sometimes." She spoke softly and glanced between Rin and her feet as if she was uncomfortable talking to him.

You're the one who started talking to me first blondie.

"I wa-was wondering if y-y-you wanted to be friends please!" She all but yelled at him with her eyes tightly shut. Rin looked at her in shock; no one had ever wanted to be his friend before. He frowned, if this was a joke it wasn't a good one.

"Why would I want to be friends with you?" He asked bluntly, folding his arms defensively in front of his chest. "Don't get me wrong when I say I'm more than pleased that you're talking to me, hell even trying to make friends with me, but I just don't get it. Angels and Demons don't get on period, so why are you trying so hard?"

"Some of the Arch Angles say that you shouldn't trust Demons and they're evil. 'Those Demons are beneath us' some would say." She smiled sadly and started fiddling with the end of her sleeve. "I've never really had people I can call friends before and those guys are just class mates. I think they only tolerate me because I can heal those in need."

"Why would I want to be friends with you?" Rin asked once more, curiosity laced in his voice.

"Because you're different, you're good. I can tell." She looked up at him and smiled.

"M-my name's Shiemi Moriyama, it's a pleasure to meet you! P-please be my friend!" Shiemi thrust her hand out from her Kimono sleeve and waited for him to shake it, or so she hoped.

The Demon prince looked down at her waiting hand which was trembling with nerves. He glanced back up and met her gaze straight on and smirked.

"The name's Rin Okumura, it's a...pleasure… to meet you too Shiemi." He said, a full grin was gracing his face now as he slowly shook her hand.

This is gonna be an interesting friendship.

He could tell.