So yeah…Blue Exorcist. I've read a couple of good Satan AUs but none that really went in the direction I wanted, so I've written my own. Updates will be erratic but I hope the content will be worth it.
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Saying it had been hard would be an understatement. What was hard was keeping the secret from his friends, what was torture was seeing his 'friends' turn on him in either hatred or fear, what was hell was having to act like it was all okay. Just pretend that he couldn't hear the hateful remarks from Bon, pretend he couldn't see the fear in Konekomarus' eyes and just pretend it didn't break his heart when Shiemi stopped talking to him at all. Whilst before he may have spent his lesson time thinking about cooking or a new move he wanted to try out, his thoughts were now consumed by ideas of how to make them see past the flames; not only the ex-wires but also the Grigori. He only wanted to help but they still only thought of him as a threat.
To be truthful, today was no better. He had spent the morning trying to get Shiemi to talk to him in more than one word answers, and then when Bon butted in he spent the rest trying to keep his feelings at bay. Did it look to them like he wanted this curse? What kind of twisted person would want to be an outcast, to live each day in fear of hurting those around you, to bear the sins of their father? It wasn't as if Satan was really his father that title went to Fujimoto the man who raised him. The moment he knew he was alone, the fake smile fell from his face as it reverted to a cold frown. He sat himself on the grass outside the dormitory which he shared with his brother. The grass was always so soft and the stars twinkled in the sea of inky blue sky. It had quickly become one of his favoured spots to hide when he wanted to be alone but he knew it wouldn't last as his brother always dragged him back
It was night now and the usually peaceful glow of the moon felt more like daggers to Rins eyes. Yukio was already asleep on the other side of the room but his thoughts wouldn't let Rin join him. He knew it was probably a trap, Azazel pretending to be brotherly just so Rin would go with him-but what if it was true. Really what could he hope for from this world anymore? Even if he passed the Grigori would never let him be free. He would be treated like the monster they believed him to be, there was no doubt about that as if even his friends couldn't see him for who he really was he had no chance with anybody else. He let his imagination wonder what would happen if Azazel was telling the truth. If he really was given a home not a cell. He wouldn't be afraid to use his flames; there would always be demons strong enough to calm him. He would have many great spar partners and his brothers (and sisters), according to Azazel wouldn't be afraid of him. The more he imagined the more tempting the offer was. But he couldn't, could he? It would mean leaving his brother behind and…Yukio…the brother who lied to him. He had lied to Rin for his entire life, seen him as nothing short of a monster. Even he couldn't see the human under the demon. Heh, human. All the humans he had met so far where either afraid of him and ran or where afraid of him and tried to kill him. He needed to talk to Azazel again, ask him more questions but…He supposed it could wait till the morning.