I rolled my now aching neck, pressing the tips of my fingers against my throbbing temple. The slight pain massacred my skull with it's prominent thumping. I'm not exactly sure how long I've been sitting here listening to teachers drone about how happy they are to have us, but I know for a fact it was long enough to give me a headache. I will never understand the point of doing this, orientations of course. What is the point of allowing teachers talk about welcoming us? Then again it is the one time out of the whole school year we might listen.

"Meet your freshmen class representative." The man on the stage said as I slumped in my seat. I could be doing stuff a lot more interesting than this but nooo I was sitting here with a bunch of idiots in orientation. Kill me now. Seriously, I may have been fighting for my life for years now but I'm willing to go now if it ends this pain. "Yukio Okumura." He said. Nope don't know the name. Well no take that back. I have met many people in my lifetime and I believe I may have run into an Okumura some years back. Though what we met up for is it completely beyond me. He may have been meeting with my father, who was a well-renowned…man, if that's what you want to call him.

"Yes sir!" I heard a deep, clear voice from behind me and I shifted so I could see. I didn't bother hiding the fact that I was interested in what he looked like, as many girls were. I took the time to study his features and remember them, just in case if I ever needed him. Hey, you never know who will prove most valuable when the time comes. I squinted a bit, the lighting wasn't that great but I made do. Never mind the kill me now bit, I actually have someone to stare out.

Well he was cute in a nerdy way; I'll give him that. He had deep blue eyes and dark brown hair. He wore square framed glasses and had three moles. Two on his cheek and one on the corner of his mouth. He stood straight and tall; a clean-cut boy this one is. I smirked. Alrighty then. He may be a bit on the dorky side, but if he has the power, it's wise to make him an ally. Not an enemy.

"That means he got the top score on the entrance exam!" Some girl giggled. Oh gods already there was a fan club. Where's a pistol when I need it? But then again I was interested in what they were saying. If he got the top scores, it would mean he was actually a genius and not some random kid. If this were the case it helps me out greatly.

"Wow!" Some other girl said.

"Do you see how hot he is?" Oh gag me with a handkerchief, pour gasoline on it and burn me alive. Already I was becoming annoyed, it didn't help my headache.

"To be able to join you here at True Cross, a school I have long admired, is something that is both thrilling and sobering. So we should all study hard and live up to the standards of this special place. I'm your freshmen class rep Yukio Okumura."

I had to admit, the nerd held his own quite well. He deserved applause for courage. I mean I could face an army of demons but giving a speech infront of the entire class? I swallowed. Yea public speaking is not a strong suit of mine. Applause resounded through the room and I found myself clapping for the first time since this started. As the last of the students finished their applauses they stood. Wait what the hell? Is that it? All that wait for a two-minute speech from our representative? Ugh. I groaned and stood. I can't wait to go back outside. I mean, there is the possibility that the sun wouldn't help my already aching head but it was better than this. A lot better. The students began filing out and I, quite happily might I add, followed. The darkness from the auditorium blinded me when the sunlight burst through but after a moment I blinked the grogginess away. I stretched like a cat and began to walk forward, unsure of where the hell to go next. I mean I don't exactly have a manual for this. I haven't gone to school in…. oh shit, way to long ago to start doing math and counting. There were a few squeals and adoring sides coming from my right and I peered over at the girls. They were swooning to Yukio about his awesomeness and I silently gagged. He was just another boy after all.

I couldn't look at boys the same anymore; actually I really haven't looked at boy since that night. I already had my heart stolen and broken, shredded. I didn't want to go through it again. They were just more people around me. I never really did take the time to admire a boy after my accident. I was afraid that if I did they'd turn on me as well.

For some odd reason my eyes wandered around Yukio and…

I hate the fates.

I looked up the sky, sending a glare their way. Why do they have to contradict me? Ugh.

A boy was standing not two feet from Yukio, watching on the ongoing scene with the representative and fans. Holy shit. Who the hell was that? They looked just like each other, the kid and Yukio. Same dark hair (except this one's was black as night) and blue eyes. Yet this one was different. While Yukio stood with a bit of awkward authority, this one stood with ease and curiosity. If they were to be cousins or brothers, they would be of different worlds. Most would go for Yukio but I couldn't keep my eyes off of the other.

He was different and it was quite intriguing to say the least. But like I said they're just boys. The world is full of them. Yet I couldn't help but notice the way he looked proudly upon Yukio. That's not something I see everyday, giving me the belief they were related. I shook my head and looked around. My stomach gurgled and rolled within me. I realized I was starving. I must have been in that orientation a lot longer than I thought. Whoops.

Well since I wouldn't be getting food anytime soon I might as well take a look around. I followed a large crowd, which happened to also contain Yukio's look-a-like. O dear goddess. Already I could tell the kid would give me a headache. He flipped over everything he saw. It was like he grew up in a basement or something. You would think he'd be able to contain his excitement. Nope. He gasped and shouted. While we were heading up the escalator (which I'll admit what the hell kinda school had that?) he said something like

"You call this a school?" I simply chuckled, finding his amazement kind of funny. It was still on the annoying side though. Some of the girls mumbled about him infront of me. That also got on my nerves. Nobody's perfect you know. Let the kid have his amazement before you judge him. Hell, get to know people before you do so anyway. I entered a large room. When I say large I mean fudging huge! It could fit six houses in the damn thing! He was right. You call this a school?

"Will you get a load of those chandeliers? It's like a fancy-schmancy restaurant!" He said. I rolled my eyes. You really don't get out much do you? It was an assumption not a judgment. We left and headed towards the normal classrooms. Normal is an understatement though, considering this class was large too.

"Damn, you think they could have made this room any bigger? Hell even the desks here are way bigger than the ones at the monastery!" I snorted as he patted the desk. A monastery huh? No wonder.

"What's the deal with that guy, he's freaking out!" One of the chicks near me said. I clenched my jaw.

"I know what's a weirdo like that doing here?" Another replied. His jaw dropped slightly and he looked mad. He placed his head in his hand, grumbled, trying to act cool. His excited demeanor was completely gone; as if nothing amazed him and he looked out the window. Now I'm pissed.

"Hey shut the hell up!" I growled at the girls. "Don't you know better than to talk smack about someone? You've gotten the privilege of coming to such a school and you want to busy yourself with others? Get a life." I said was a threatening undertone. I locked eyes with most of them and their eyes widened, shocked. They mumbled apologies and scurried away. Yukio's look alike must have heard because he stared at me gratefully. I looked away. No need to be making friends. Stupid ass me standing up for people. That's going to get me caught and then fucking killed. I sighed.

"That's all for today. Classes start next week so you should go back to your dorms and get settled in." The guide boomed and I walked out of the classroom. The kid I stood up for ran after me.

"Hey wait up!" I stopped abruptly and turned to him. He stopped right infront of me and I couldn't help but get a little pissed off. Why do I have to be so fucking short? I mean seriously, he wasn't that tall but I came up to eye level with him. I mentally snarled. He was the same height too. "I didn't need your help but…thanks man. My name's Rin."

Normally I would have shrugged it off and chatted for a few minutes. But this wasn't the place to making friends. Not with Mephisto near.

"Listen to me kid…. do me a favor and screw off." I said and walked away, leaving his sorry-stunned ass behind. I had to admit; normally I wasn't so cruel. I am usually nice about things like this and I felt a pang of guilt slam through my gut. I could feel his angry glare from behind me. Sure I may have pissed him off but I don't need to be making friends or even acquaintances for that matter. One slip up might kill me. I can't afford that, even if I'm already dead