A/N: Dark: The eight Demon Kings! I am so excited!
Light: I know you have a twisted mind, Dark, but I didn't think you'd want the main character to die!
Rin: You want me to die?!
Dark: Not die. I want to see him badly injured; I don't care about that, but I j=would just love to see someone get hurt. The main characters never lose.
Light: O-kay. I guess you're right…
All: Enjoy! R&R. Standard disclaimer applies.
Rin sat at his usual seat in the room full of Exwires, and like usual, he was tuning out his younger brother and daydreaming. Today's daydream was about his dream car. "It's gotta be Japanese sports car…Hm, maybe a Nissan? Yeah, a Nissan for Niisan…And it should be black…no, blue…Oh, black with blue flame designs!" Rin thought as he waved his tail.
"Oi, stop movin' your tail! It's freaking annoying!" Bon hissed across the room. For the top student in the class, that wasn't a very smart move because Okumura-sensei turned around and said, "Is there something I should know about, Suguro?"
"U-Uh…" Bon stuttered. Behind the piercings, striped hair, and cold attitude he was a complete goody two-shoes. Rin smiled. This time, Rin couldn't get the blame. Bon was across the room. He had no real reason to be looking at the half demon.
"I'm waiting, Suguro," prompted Okumura-sensei. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. The glint from the glass hiding his impatience.
"Rin's tail is waving in my face. It's annoying…" answered Bon. He sighed. His words hadn't come out the way he'd wanted them to. His only hope was that Okumura-sensei saw his side of the situation.
"Suguro, Okumura is on the other side of the room. Please pay attention to the lesson," Yukio said. Bon looked at Rin one last time. "Stupid, weak demon," he muttered. Rin wasn't meant to hear it, but, as Bon said, he is a demon; his pointed ears were keener than others.
Stupid.
Weak.
Demon.
Rin was not very smart. He was probably at the bottom of the class. He had joined the class only by Mephisto's order. No matter how hard he tried or how long he studied, Rin always seemed to fail his tests.
Rin was not very strong. A few weeks ago, Amaimon had broken his sword, and although his friends had been there to fix it, it didn't sit right with Rin that he was so dependent on his sword and his friends instead of his own power.
Rin was not human. Not anymore. When he had unsheathed the Koma sword, the blue flames that had been bound to him were released. He had fangs, pointed ears, and a tail. That was not normal. Despite being Satan's son and the heir to the throne of Hell, he was defeated be almost every demon he faced. Amaimon had shattered his sword. Rin knew there were other demon half-brothers of his. He knew they were probably stronger than the broccoli haired bastard. He needed to be ready.
But Rin could never be ready. As long as he was unable to control his blue flames, he will never be ready. After all, he's just a stupid, weak demon.
Akuma. Akuma! AKUMA!
He had been called a demon all his life. Anyone who ever called him a demon was right. Okumura Rin was the son of Satan. He was very much a demon.
The bell rang.
The day was finally over. No more cram school and no more exorcist training for the rest of the day. Rin exited the classroom as fast as possible. He just wanted to go home already. He was finally off campus. His familiar, Kuro, was waiting for him.
"Hi, Rin," Kuro said. His voice resonated in Rin's mind.
"Hey, Kuro," replied Rin.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I'm fine," Rin replied with a small smile. He didn't like lying to Kuro, but, to be honest, he didn't know what was wrong either.
"RIN!" someone called. Rin turned around to see that Shiemi was running towards him. He blushed ever so slightly at the sight of the blonde.
"O-oh, Shiemi…What's up?" asked Rin.
"You forgot your pencil…" Shiemi said breathlessly. She held up a yellow pencil.
"Gomen, Shiemi, but that's not mine—Er, I mean, thanks…Arigato, Shiemi…!" Rin said nervously. He didn't want to hurt her feelings or anything. She had run all this way just because she thought a random pencil was his.
"Ah, I'm really thirsty. Is it okay if I grab some water at your dorm?" Shiemi asked. Rin blushed. "Y-Yeah, it's fine!"
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Rin opened the door to his empty dorm room and let the blonde in. He walked over to the kitchen and rummaged through the fridge for any unopened water bottles. Unfortunately, there was only one water bottle, and it was his. It was still three fourths full, and Rin knew girls shared water bottles all the time. He saw Izumo and Paku do it at lunch the other day. But they were girls¸ and Rin was very much a male.
"Uh, sorry, Shiemi, but the only water bottle left is mine. I don't know if you still wanna drink it," said Rin. Shiemi was sitting at one of the tables. "No, it's fine. I'll drink it," Shiemi said. Rin handed her the bottle to which she gladly accepted. Rin couldn't help but blush again when he thought about how it's practically indirect kissing.
"Arigato, Rin," Shiemi said after she had drunken her fill.
"Yeah. No problem," Rin replied as he grabbed the bottle and put it back in the fridge.
Kuro, who had been sleeping on the table until this point, lifted his head into the air.
"Someone's here," he said.
"It's not Yukio?" Rin asked telepathically. He didn't want to worry Shiemi.
"No, Rin, it's a demon."
Rin froze. Sore wa akumada. It's a demon.
"Shiemi..." Rin said.
"Yeah?" she replied.
"Summon, Nii-chan…"
"Why…?"
"Just do it!"
Shiemi opened her backpack and pulled out a small piece of paper. It had a magic circle on it. Shiemi bit her thumb, drawing blood. Blood was the only way to summon your familiar. Shiemi rubbed her blood on the magic circle. Nii-chan the Greenman appeared, ready to defend his master.
"Come on!" Rin called. He ran outside with Kuro and Shiemi right behind him.
"Hahaha!" said a voice. The two exorcists looked around for the source. The sun was setting; soon it would be night, and the demons would become more active.
"Do you hear the shadows? They're laughing! They're laughing at you. They're mocking you!" said a voice.
"Show yourself, demon!" Rin cried.
"Demon? Speak for yourself, Prince of Gehenna!" replied the voice. Out of the shadows, walked a demon. A single eye showed through his white hair. It was strung over his face, covering everything save but his eye and a corner of his wicked smile. His eyes were familiar. The had the same droopy, black-rimmed eyes as two demons Rin had faced before.
"Who are you?!" Rin asked with as much confidence as possible.
"Aw, you don't recognize your big brother, Okumura Rin? It's me Fengr! I'm your older brother! Oh, and I'm also the third son of Satan and the Demon King of shadows! You…are Okumura Rin, right? It doesn't matter though! We'll find out soon enough…"
