Well, here it is. Chapter 2! The few people who reviewed, followed and favorited, you are more then I could ever hope for, this being my first story. Thank you.

I don't really have an update schedule, and don't expect one. I have school and shit.

By the way, all of the nervous habits (I guess that's what they are) Rin has in this story are things I actually do.

Also, I'm looking for a beta, if anyone is interested.

Disclaimer - I do not own Blue Exorcist or any of the characters mentioned here.

I also did not make the quote 'if all the stars in the universe except ours imploded today, how many lifetimes would it be before we knew we were alone?' That is by Ransom Riggs in Ms. Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

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I grabbed the piece of metal imbedded in my leg. For obvious reasons, I don't care that it hurts when I pull it out. My god damn demon side will heal me soon.

I suppose I had fallen asleep. Shit. When I had closed my eyes, the sun was just starting to set. Now it was gone, replaced by the full moon and millions of stars, sparkling and shining in the dark sky. Which made me think. If all the stars in the universe except ours imploded today, how many lifetimes would it be until we knew we were alone?

Alone... I'm alone. But probably not for long. Yukio was on a mission, probably coming back soon, actually. So I had to do something about the large blood stains, not yet dry, covering the roof of our dorm. I could always lie to Yukio, but that wasn't safe. He could see through my slipping facade of 'I'm fine!'.

I could only see one way out of this. Besides, the person I was asking for help
already knew. I was sure of that much. Crap, him?

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I sighed. Well, lets just do it... So I jump along the rooftops to my legal guardian, Mephisto's office.

I knock a few times, then just barge in. Mephisto was sitting at his desk, calm. Though he obviously knew.

"Look, you know what I do, can you clean up the mess on the roof?" Without noticing, one of my hands had found its way to my mouth, and I was now tearing at my cracked lips.

He just grinned and agreed to send someone. I got the feeling he was very amused with the whole thing.

My bottom lip started to bleed. All alone, a single drop of blood fell. All alone.

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When I got back to me and Yukio's dorm, the blood was already gone. The small shard of metal was lying on the ground, clean and shining. Fucking Mephisto. But I grabbed it and stuffed it in my pocket anyway.

I always carry a toy with me. I don't know when it started, but I've been doing it for a while.

Flashback

A small knife fell out of my pocket. I guess I had bumped while I was running. My twin, who was lagging a few yard behind me, noticed. I tried to grab it, but Yukio got it first. The sleeve of my sweatshirt pulled up, just enough to expose a scar or two. Luckily, Yukio didn't see.

Strangely, he didn't chew me out right there for whatever. He just held it carefully and walked back just as carefully to Shiro. Annoyed, I followed behind, tearing my lips. I just wiped off the small and bloody pieces of skin I had torn off onto my shorts.

Yukio and Shiro had a long conversation behind a locked door, me still worriedly tearing at my lips the whole time.

End Flashback

I still don't know what happened that day. Or what happened to my knife.

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Another kinda short chapter, I know. Sorry. But I got I done.
Not much action this chapter, huh? I'll try to do something in Chapter three.

By the way, how do you want this story to end? Suicide, healing, something else, or alternate endings?

Thanks for reading, see you soon!