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So, because of popular request (and because I love 'em) I decided to do RinBon as the main pairing! Sorry to those who voted Rin/Shima... I ship them too, but RinBon takes the cake for me. (Plus I get to write fluff scenes for them. Ah, fluff scenes!)

Anyway, on to the chapter! Please enjoy!


Rin walked along the street, Kuro curled up inside Kurikara's bag so as not to seem too conspicuous. He mulled over the details of the mission in his head.

Exorcise a high-level demon – Astaroth-kin, species/name unknown – from the body of Iris Brown. Age – 48. Appearance – brunette, brown-eyed, around 5'6, moderately plump. Address – 409B, Hounslow Road, Hurn Court, London

"Ne, Kuro," he muttered to his familiar, "When'd you think we'll be done with this mission?"

Two days, I reckon? With your strength, Rin, easily one. But then again, we do tend to be a bit... destructive, echoed Kuro's voice in his head.

"True that," chuckled Rin.

In a few minutes, they reached the specified address. Rin rang the bell.

A tall brunette woman, skin pinched and flies buzzing around her, answered the door. Two large horns curved upwards out of her hair. Her once-plump cheeks were sunken, and she exuded a strong smell of rot. Coal tars flittered all over the apartment.

Oh crap, thought Rin. It's not just any demon...

It's Astaroth.

"How have you been, Little Prince?" smirked the woman. "Let's play."


Which is how Rin ended up coming to True Cross half-dead. He had managed to exorcise Astaroth from the woman's body, but it had been too late to save her – she'd been possessed for too long. He had been chased by so many demons all the way back to Tokyo that it was a wonder he was still alive.

Rin cracked one eye open to find Yukio leaning over him, hands blazing with Satan's flame. The blue fire, for some strange reason, always healed any wounds either twin might have. Yukio put it down to the fact that they were Satan's children – the flame recognised them as its master and, accordingly, healed them.

Rin agreed. Yukio was usually right about these things.

"Hey," he croaked.

Yukio's eyes snapped up to meet Rin's. "How are you feeling, nii-san?" he asked in a concerned voice.

"I've been better," Rin tried for a smile. "But I'm good. I can go teach tomorrow."

"Nii-san, you should rest... but I won't be able to stop you whatever I do... and this'll heal you mostly anyway. The demon healing should take care of the rest throughout the night. But you're staying here tonight. And no going to regular class tomorrow. Okay?"

"Got it, got it..." groaned Rin.

Yukio smiled. "I've got to get back to class, nii-san. Please stay in bed. I'll know if you don't." His last words were followed by a chilling glare that Rin almost shivered at. Almost.


Yukio ran back to class. It'd be lunch by now – he'd have to ask Ryuji and the others what he'd missed.

Carrying an egg wrap he stopped for a minute to buy at the cafeteria (Rin being out of action) he dashed to the place where his friends usually sat, only to find two glaring faces.

Namely, Shima and Ryuji. Konekomaru was just frowning.

"What. The. Hell?" Ryuji was the first to speak. "Why'd the pink lady want you?"

"Well..." Yukio hedged, trying to come up with a good excuse.

"You see, I've been interested in medicine from a pretty young age. I've decided to become a surgeon along with being... you know, so Shura-san often fetches me when an exorcist comes back to True Cross all bloody and beaten. She says it's good practice if I want to be a surgeon." The best lies always have an element of truth, Yukio supposed. Wasn't a bad yarn, judging by the understanding, ah-I-get-it-now looks on his friends' faces.

"So, can I sit?"

Shima moved over to create a space, and Yukio sat down on the grass.

"Did you hear Cram School starts tomorrow?" said Ryuji excitedly.

"Yeah," responded Shima, pulling a face. "So not looking forward to it. More work!"

"I don't really care so long as we start learning," shrugged Konekomaru. Yukio wholeheartedly agreed.

The four quickly slipped into their usual routine of chatting and joking, and Yukio soon found himself laughing like he never used to.

It was nice having friends.

(He almost forgot to ask about what he'd missed - luckily Ryuji filled him in on his own, passing him his notes so Yukio could understand.)


Yukio took a deep breath.

This was the day he started teaching at the Cram School.

He had taught Rin dozens of things, so why was he so nervous? It must have been because he was about to walk into a class full of kids his own age, who already knew him as their classmate, and do a lesson on exorcism.

He tucked his tail around his body, doing just as Rin had told him, and sighed in relief. All hidden.

Now what to do about his ears? He brushed some hair forward, then surveyed the results in his compact mirror (he liked to be prepared, don't judge). Perfect.

His teeth? They weren't too noticeable – some people did have slightly sharp canines, after all...

Taking another deep breath to steel himself, he walked into the classroom and set his books down.

Dozens of familiar faces blinked up at him uncomprehendingly. He noticed Shura at the back, who waved lazily and grinned.

"Hello. I'm Okumura Yukio and I'll be your Demonology teacher this year," he said loudly, a hint of nervousness creeping into his brain.

Ryuji, Shima and Konekomaru stared. Sure the rest of the class was staring too, but not as hard as these three!

Yukio sighed mentally. How to deal with this?

He'd just have to tell them the truth (omitting a few important facts, of course) after class.


Yukio held the vial up and put a drop onto the trembling girl's finger.

Noriko Paku, her name was. He half-smiled. He didn't expect her to last a month, but who knew? Maybe she'd turn out to be the best of them all.

She jerked suddenly, as if seeing a ghost, and knocked the vial out of Yukio's hand.

Oh, God, no...

A hobgoblin jumped down from the rafters, followed by another, and another, and another.

Damn it, he was so screwed. His first class, and it had to go like this, didn't it?

He pulled out his gun, muttering a few choice words under his breath that he'd heard Rin use.


"Look, guys," Yukio started. "I've been training to be an exorcist since I was seven. My adoptive dad - he's the Paladin. Shiro Fujimoto. And, well, I accidentally found out about exorcism because I eavesdropped on one of his weird meetings that I was curious about, so he decided to train me. I'm Middle First Class, in case you're wondering."

Ryuji's jaw dropped. Shima and Konekomaru just looked surprised.

Yukio sighed. "I'm - I'm sorry I didn't tell you before. I wasn't supposed to."

"You must be the youngest ever to pass the exam," said Ryuji in awe. "A genius."

"Eh... not so much," Yukio shrugged modestly. "But yeah, I'm not that bad on-field."

"Then - then please help me. Help me defeat Satan. Help me stop his darkness." asked his friend earnestly.

Yukio looked into his dark eyes, seeing only resolve and readiness there.

We could... we could actually do this together. Me, Rin, and Ryuji.

Yukio grasped Ryuji's hand firmly. "I will. We will."


Neuhaus sighed. "Looks like your Okumura-sensei will be taking this class, since I've been borrowing all of his so far."

Bon turned around and stared confusedly at Yukio, who seemed all too comfortable in his seat. "But - you've never missed a class yet!"

Yukio stretched lazily, an unfathomable smirk on his lips, as a tall black-haired boy with blue eyes that shone like the sky walked in. He wore a black coat and carried a large red bag slung over his shoulder.

"Ne," started a girl - Izumo Kamiki, Bon realized - "Isn't Yukio-sensei supposed to be teaching?" She shot said boy a look.

"Neuhaus-sensei never said which Okumura," Yukio grinned.

"Anyway, I'm Rin Okumura, and I'm gonna be your self-defense teacher for the rest of the year." The man at the front - Rin, apparently - flashed a blinding white smile that had almost all the girls (and some of the boys) swooning. "But you can call me Rin."

Bon refused to admit that this guy was hot. Like, really hot.

No way in hell.

So he put his 'Stone Face' on - as Renzo had so kindly dubbed it - and stared straight ahead, tuning out Rin-sensei's good looks and focusing on his voice.

Dammit, how could any person be so bloody sexy?! Bon wanted to scream.

This teacher was going to be the death of him.


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