Thank you all for your support and reviews. I know that this chapter is a little late but here we are with the next chapter.
Quick recap; Rin has now learned of his heritage and has fled the designated safe house and is off to who knows where (although the title alone should give you a big hint), Shiro and the others are now trying to figure out where Rin is and are on a mission to find him before the demons do, and I'm here plotting on ways to torment these characters 3
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Please read and enjoy and leave a review/comment telling me what you think of the story so far.
I'm not going to lie, I was seriously thinking of Let it Go from Frozen, specifically the Demi Lovato version when I was writing this…
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Down the Fox Hole
Chapter 2
A New Day
"A good intention, with a bad approach, often leads to a poor result."
― Thomas A. Edison
"…ey, id…"
"…"
"…Hey…"
"…"
"Hey, wake-up…"
A gentle shake on his shoulder managed to bring Rin out of the uneasy slumber he had, somehow, fallen into. He grunted as he removed his cheek from the passenger side window and rolled his neck in order to get the kinks out of it from the awkward position he had been sleeping in. For a moment Rin was confused as to where he was and why he was in a truck instead back in his room at the monastery but then all the memories of the previous night came flooding back to him.
'Right… I'm a runaway now…' He yawned and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, looking out the window in order to get a better idea of where they might possibly be.
He had not the slightest fucking clue…
"Hey, old man, where are we?" Rin asked letting out another yawn.
The driver spared a glance the teen he had picked up in the early morning. "We just passed Chisanaka Village about an hour ago." He pointed at a sign up ahead, "I'm about to stop for gas in the next town in about another hour if that's where you want to get off or stretch your legs for a bit and get something to eat. It's just a little past noon actually."
Rin digested the information, and nodded before going back to looking out the window, watching the scenery pass by. They were no longer near any large cites and were instead well into the countryside. Wide-open fields and rice paddies with the occasional farmhouse surrounded by forests and mountains in the background were all Rin could see. Even though Rin had never left the city, other than for the rare trip to the beach when he was a small child, he could not help but smile at the sight. It was very calming and helped to keep his mind off of other things.
Like where he was going to go now…?
Sure he had transportation but other than that he had no idea where he was going or what he was going to do once he got there. It's not as if he had planned to be a runaway, but it's not as if things ever went as planned with him anyways. He didn't really have a plan when he graduated middle school other than to get a job and even that had not gone so well considering he had gotten fired within three days and all because he stopped to beat the crap out of some assholes whose idea of fun involved torturing and cutting off the legs and heads of pigeons.
It was not as if anyone even expected him to do anything great with his life anyways… All his life he had been told that he was a demon, a monster that could only destroy. Teachers looked at him with contempt, his classmates looked at him with fear or disgust, always wondering why he could not be more like his twin, Yukio. Yukio had always been the one who had a bright future ahead of him, he was going to be a doctor, he was the smart and well-behaved twin. He could do something with his life.
'Unlike me…' Rin thought bitterly. Despite always being compared to his smarter and better-liked twin, Rin had always been so proud of his younger brother, never jealous, and right now the teen could only hope that Yukio would continue to live a normal life. Since—according to Shiro—Yukio had not inherited any of this… curse. He was normal. And if anything, Rin was just thankful that his younger brother had been spared from all of this.
From the demons.
From the danger.
From him.
Rin's whole world had been pulled out from underneath him and flipped upside down but at least the only good thing about all of this was that him running away would mean that Yukio would get to live a normal life as far away from him as possible. More than anything Rin wanted his little brother to grow up and achieve his dream of becoming a doctor. Maybe even find himself a nice busty blonde girlfriend.
But at the same time there was a part of Rin, no matter how much he tried to push it down, that was hurting and ached at the fact that he may never see his younger brother again and that he would never be able to tell him the truth and why he had to stay away. There was a selfish part of him that wanted to call Yukio and let him know everything—or at the very least let him know that he was safe. But again, Rin pushed that feeling away. The fifteen year old absolutely refused to have his younger brother get involved in anyway.
No matter how much it hurt.
'It's better this way…' Rin let out a sigh, unaware of the inquisitive side glances that the old trucker driver beside him was throwing him.
Toyama Sato was not one to pry. To him other people's lives were none of his business and decades in his profession has taught him that everyone has a reason for being where they were and that first appearances were never a good indication of a person's past or true character.
But there was something about the young teen that he had picked up that seemed so… sad and broken that he just could not leave well enough alone.
He wasn't expecting much of an answer from the teen but it was still worth a try. "Hey kid, you okay?"
The blue-haired teen just let out another sigh, still looking out the window with a blank expression. "I'm fine…" Rin sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than anyone else.
Toyama couldn't help but scoff at that. "Kid, you sure as hell aren't 'fine'. We got some time until the next town, so what's troubling you?"
"I said I was fine old man!" Rin snapped back, glaring at the driver. "It's none of your fucking business anyways." He muttered angrily under his breath.
Toyama just stared back, not put off by the angsty teen's response, even as said teen faced away from him in a huff with his arms crossed and a stormy expression on his young face that would have easily kept most people from approaching him. But the truck driver had faced his fair share of angst-ridden teens to be deterred.
"You're right," Toyama said after a few moments of silence, going back to focusing on the road. "It is none of my business, but you know… It doesn't hurt for a stranger to hear you out sometimes." Rin stared from the corner of his eye at the old driver when he spoke. "We all got a past, and I'm not here to judge. But if you want I can listen, it can be pretty quiet on these roads so a little change of pace is sometimes nice. And the radio's busted anyways."
Another stretch if silence passed between them. Both passengers staring out towards the road stretched out in front of them. They passed a few more small collections of buildings before Rin broke the silence.
"H-How… How would you feel… if everything you knew about your life… turned out to be a lie…?"
The older man almost missed the question, it had been asked in almost a whisper, and it was definitely not something that he had been expecting, it seemed so random but nonetheless he answered honestly after a short pause.
"I honestly would have no idea what to feel, that's not exactly the easiest question to answer." He glanced over at the teen, "But if it were me, I'd be pretty pissed off and scared."
Rin looked up from where he had been staring at his duffel bag.
"Being lied to in general is hard enough but it can hurt even more especially if those lies come from people you love and trust." He pretended not to see how tightly the boy was gripping his bag—like it was a lifeline, and continued. "Most of all I'd just feel lost…" He let out a sigh and then addressed the young man he had picked up in the rain. "I'm guessing that's the reason you're running away."
Rin's dark haired shielded his face so that Toyama could not see the expression on his face but he nodded.
Toyama had hit the nail on the head it had seemed.
"Can't say I blame you."
Rin head snapped back towards the aging driver. That had not been what he had been expecting, but then again Rin was just not used to an adult actually listening to his side of the story and actually siding with him! If anything, the fifteen-year old was prepared to be told that he was over reacting and being emotional and to just turn back and go home. Rin was fully prepared to hear that he was in the wrong. But to hear someone—a complete stranger tell him that he wasn't.
Rin just didn't know how to respond to that.
The driver noticed Rin's shock and let out a little chuckle. "Don't look so surprised, kid. If there's one thing that I take seriously in this world that's the truth." He then sighed and looked sadly ahead. "What a lot of people don't realize is that the truth goes hand in hand with trust and once that is broken…well… it's not exactly the easiest thing to fix and that's only if it can be fixed. Once something is broken it can never be the same again, no matter how much you try."
Rin stopped and thought about his relationships with everyone in his life and that was something that he had been trying not to think about.
Could he ever trust them again…?
Did he even want to?
His traveling companion spoke up once more, dragging Rin away from the depressing and dark thoughts that had begun to swirl around in his mind.
"The funny thing, though, is that that doesn't mean you shouldn't try."
Rin pondered what the truck driver had said for a moment.
"But what if it hurts too much to try?" Rin couldn't help but ask in a small voice.
Toyama shrugged. "Then you take your time. Sometimes that's all you need is time and space to just take a step back and breathe a little. And when you're ready, you try… and forgive. You let go and move on."
Rin couldn't help but roll his eyes at how much the old man beside him sounded like Father Fujimoto. "My old ma—someone that I knew used to always preach that forgiveness was truest test of courage."
"That's because it's such a fucking scary thing. Forgiving people that have hurt you the most in this world, because it means they can hurt you again."
The two traveling companions continued riding in silence; each with their own thoughts. Eventually, Rin dozed off again while Toyama couldn't stop himself from worrying about the young man sitting next to him. He didn't seem like a bad kid, just like someone whose been dealt a bad hand. The aging truck driver glanced up to his rearview mirror and unwound the small kōtsū-anzen omamori, quietly slipping it into the sleeping teen's bag. It was just a small trinket that he had picked up from a small shrine years ago from a farming community nestled in the mountains. He had kept it with him and he has never once been in an accident or had broken down since the day he had gotten it nearly ten years ago. But now… something in Toyama's aging bones were telling him that this boy would need a little protection.
And his bones were never wrong.
Okumura Yukio did not know what to think when he had received the call early in the morning informing him of the large scale demonic attack on the monastery or that his brother's demonic powers have now awoken. Those two things were not what had caught him off guard and what had him cursing every single bus driver and early commuter with some very colorful language that he had learned thanks to a mixture of his older twin, his foster father, and a certain annoying scantily-clad demon-sword wielding knight. What had completely shocked him was that Rin was now missing, apparently he had run away and they were now searching for him in Kyoto.
Of course, Yukio had known about the truth about their heritage since he was young and had kept it secret from Rin for his own good. He had known that this day would come. He had trained since he was seven to protect his brother from the demons that had tormented Yukio as a young child and that would come to take his precious brother away and drag him to Hell. A couple years ago Father Fujimoto had explained to him the plans and protections in place for when Rin's powers grew too strong to be held by the kouma sword. Yukio had thought of both the best and worst possible outcomes; everything going according to plan and Rin being safely hidden away where the demons and the Order would not be able to find him, the Order finding out and executing his brother for the mere crime of existing, and finally Rin being found and taken to Gehenna by demons with no way to save him.
Not ONCE, in any of the scenarios that the younger Okumura had envisioned in his mind over and over again did they ever turned out like this…
Rin's powers awakening and Rin not being with them, the Order, or the demons after him… instead his older twin brother was just gone…
A part of him wanted to bang his head against the wall several times but he already had a migraine as it was trying to wrap his mind around the fact that all of their precautions and planning had all just gone straight to hell. Years of carefully laying out groundwork, skittering around the Order's authority so that they would not notice why certain places suddenly had so many spells and barriers warding them, of lies…
And it had all been for nothing.
Nothing had gone the way it was supposed to.
And Yukio had no idea what to do.
The only thing he could do now was finish his coffee and try and think of where his brother may be hiding in Kyoto.
And push down the urge to find Rin just so he could strangle him…
After racing back to the monastery as fast as he could and meeting up with Maruta and Kyoudo—who were finishing tending to Kyoudo's wounds and bringing the wards and illusions back up. They then proceeded to fill him in on everything that had happened and the current situation they were in before they all left via key to Kyoto to meet up with Izumi and Nagatomo.
And now here they all were at the Kyoto Station asking if anyone had seen a teenage boy of Rin's description to several of the stationmasters. Best to make sure that Rin had not gotten onto a train out of town and was still within the ancient city's parameters.
Yukio let out a weary sigh as he headed back to where Izumi and Kyoudo stood. They looked up from the map of the city in their hands as he approached.
"Anything?" Kyoudo asked.
Yukio shook his head. "Nothing, all of the stationmasters that I asked said that they did not see anyone matching Rin's description pass by here since this morning."
"Same here," Izumi said, gesturing towards the security office nearby. "We asked the guards if they may have seen Rin but no one who was on duty did and it would take too long to hunt down and ask any other guards whose shifts may have ended in that time—"
"And we would just be wasting time if we tried."
All three of them turned to see Nagatomo heading towards them. Nagatomo was tucking his cellphone away into his cassock. "I just got off the phone with Father Fujimoto, he wants us all to meet him at the Toji Temple as soon as possible. Maruta already has a car waiting for us."
"Then we better get moving." Kyoudo said seriously. "Hopefully Father Fujimoto has some clue on how to find Rin."
(20 minutes later)
They arrived at the temple grounds and made their way to the temple's famed five-storied pagoda. Normally the temple grounds would have a decent amount of visitors, from tourists to monks and priests to the local worshipper, but this early in the morning there was barely a soul in sight. Making it easy to spot Shiro and a certain flamboyant school head master standing in front of the famed structure.
Not that Mephisto would be hard to spot even if it was crowded… it was hard to hide that ridiculous outfit after all…
"Good morning!" Mephisto greeted grandly, completely ignoring the serious atmosphere. "How are you all doing this beautiful spring day?" Inhaled deeply and gestured towards the blossoming trees on the well-kept grounds, "Aren't the cherry blossoms just magnificent this year! You can feel the vibrancy of new beginnings in the air—!"
"Cut the crap and lets get down to business, Mephisto!" Shiro snapped having reached his limits with the demon's antics.
"Touchy…" Mephisto tutted, wagging his finger at the Paladin as if he was scolding a child. "That temper of yours is really going to get the better of you one of these days." Shiro just shot him a glare that promised a lot of pain within the foreseeable future for the demon if he did not get serious. "But very well," He turned and addressed the exorcists in front of him. "I have been made aware of the situation by our dear Shiro here and it seems that an outcome that we had not foreseen has come to pass…" He paused for his own dramatic effect. "It seems that my dear youngest brother has escaped and disappeared without much of a trace through his own devices. But I'm sure you all already knew that." He grinned showing off his elongated canines. "And as I'm sure you all know very well that we cannot simply go beyond the local authorities at Southern True Cross and report him missing—if we even choose to do so, which I highly do not advise—as we should avoid any and all actions that could draw any unwanted attention towards our dear sweet Rin-chan existence…"
"But wouldn't it be easier if we made the police aware that Rin is missing?" Maruta asked uncertainly.
Shiro stepped forward and sighed. "As much as I want to go the police and get as much manpower possible to help us locate Rin, that's not an option for us." The shorter priests looked like he was about to protests but Shiro cut him off before he could. "I'm not willing to take the chance that someone from the Vatican might start questioning why it is that our monastery is trying to find this one kid. Hell, as far as they know Rin doesn't even exist and very few people know that Yukio has a brother or that he is my son." He gestured towards the teen. "Most are under the assumption that Yukio is a kid I found and decided to train, much like how I did with Shura."
Understanding dawned upon the other exorcists. It seemed as if the number of able bodies they had that they could trust to look for Rin and not kill him on sight or report him were all present.
"And so gentlemen… that brings us to our current dilemma." Mephisto cut in to regain everyone's attention. "We are severely limited on resources to find Rin, you all must continue your duties as exorcists of the Order of the True Cross as to not arise suspicion." He glanced at Yukio and stared pointedly. "And that means that a certain newly minted Middle First Class exorcist present must continue on his education and new duties as a teacher as if nothing has happened."
Yukio barely contained a very childish urge to blow a raspberry at the demon headmaster.
"But surely there is something that you can do Lord Mephisto?!" Izumi cried out. "Isn't there someway that you can track Rin, some sort of demon spell or some—"
Mephisto held up his hand to stop Izumi from continuing. "Normally, yes, however… because Rin-kin's demon heart is still sealed there is no way for me to track him other than a very simple spell that can track his scent and aura. Unless, Rin uses enough of his newly discovered powers for me to sense him there is no way to find him other than simply looking and asking anyone—human and demon—if they have spotted him."
The exorcists shared uneasy looks with each other, especially at the unspoken implications.
If Mephisto would only be able to sense Rin if he used his flames then other demons would be sure to be able to do the same. Especially, now that all of Gehenna was aware of his existence every demon in the world was bound to be on the lookout for Rin, if they weren't already before. And knowing Rin, it was only a matter of time before he used his flames. The clock was ticking down and every second counted.
"Now don't look so glum gentlemen!" Mephisto broke them out of their worry with his own cheerful tone. "I did say that there was still a tracking spell that I could do and now that the rain has finished we stand a much better chance of finding our dear sweet little Rin-chan. His scent is bound to turn up."
"Then I suggest you quit wasting time and just do it already! We're short on time as it is!" Shiro growled more than irritated that the white clad demon was treating this all like one of his anime dramas.
"Very well, but it wouldn't kill you to say please." Mephisto took out his umbrella and started forming a pentagram in the air in front of him. "Eins, Zwei, Drei!"
POOF!
A puff of purple smoke revealed five brightly colored wooden cuckoo clock birds flapping in front of everyone.
"I assume you have something of Rin's to help them get a key on his presence…?"
Shiro pulled out a bloody piece of cloth. "Here, this has his blood on it. Will that work?"
Mephisto grinned happily. "Yes! That is absolutely perfect, nothing carries more information about a person than their blood!" He took the cloth and held it up to the birds one by one, as if they could smell, even though the birds did nothing but continue flapping in the air. "Now then, off you go my little birdies! Spread out and report back before sunset."
The wooden birds all seemed to bow to Mephisto before flying off in different directions while the group on the ground could only stare in disbelief.
"Those birds will search the city by air, they have his scent but their range is only limited to about five kilometers so it possible for them to miss something which is why I recommend we search by foot as well."
Shiro nodded. "Alright, lets each take some part of the city and meet back here before sunset. If you find him try to get him to stay where you are and not run. I don't know what Rin is thinking right now but if he did run off on his own he is probably scared and angry so lets try to get him to calm down before any of us try to bring him back."
"Sir?"
"Yes, Nagatomo."
"If he starts asking questions… should we—?"
"No." Shiro cut him off.
"But—"
"Not until we get him to one of the safe houses." Shiro explained. "It's too risky to explain everything to him out in the open. If he does ask questions try to give as little information as possible. We can't risk anyone overhearing in case they're possessed by demons, affiliated with the Vatican or exorcists in general. Kyoto had some of the largest branches of non-True Cross exorcists operating here and I don't want to risk the chance of Rin running into any one of them."
The exorcists all nodded, understanding Shiro's logic on the situation. Soon the matter on whom would search which sections of the city were decided and they were off.
Yukio stayed behind for just a bit and turned to look at his father.
He had never seen Shiro look so…old
It seemed as if he had aged ten years in just a few hours, the lines on his face were more pronounced and there were bags under his eyes. He most likely has not had a moments rest in nearly 24 hours and having faced a barrage of middle to high level demons practically on his own was no easy feat, even for someone as highly ranked as Shiro. Yukio could not help but also worry for him.
"Tou-san…"
"Yes, Yukio."
"We'll find him… right?" The fifteen year old asked.
Shiro stared into the younger twin's eyes and gave him a soft smile. "We will, don't worry. We will find that knuckleheaded brother of yours and make sure he is safe."
The tenseness in Yukio's shoulders relaxed a bit from that small reassurance from his adoptive parent. With a final nod Yukio turned and started to make his way out of the Toji grounds and towards the western area of Kyoto. They would find his brother and everything would be all right.
Shiro watched as Yukio disappeared from his sight, he made sure that he was long gone before he finally let his guard down and Mephisto could see the deep frown on his face and the worry in his eyes.
Mephisto's voice snapped Shiro away from his thoughts. "You know… I can't help but wonder… what would happen if we can't find our dear Rin-chan." He watched the Paladin from the corner of his eyes seeing his form tense.
"We will find him."
"If you say so." Mephisto waved off the Paladin's tone off flippantly. "But it is best to be prepared for the worst."
"Where do you think you're going!?"
Mephisto stopped and looked back at Shiro over his shoulder. "Why, back to the Academy of course!" He said it as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "The new school year is almost upon us and as headmaster I have a duty to my precious students to make sure that everything is ready for their education."
Shiro opened his mouth to shout at the demon but Mephisto cut him off before he could retort. "Besides, I have done all that I can at the moment to help find my troublesome younger brother. There is nothing more that I can do other than have my little toys try to catch his scent. Of course…" he paused rubbing his chin as if he were deeply pondering something. "It would be easier if we had the kouma sword with us…"
"Rin has it." Shiro replied curtly.
"Such pity. It would have been a huge help in locating him, after all it does contain his other half and as the saying goes like calls to like. Oh well…" With a flashy swish of his white coat Mephisto made his way to a door and inserted a rather gaudy looking key into the keyhole. "I will take my leave now. The moment my little birdies find anything they will return to me and then I will call you with their findings. Until then! Auf Wiedersehen!"
With that Mephisto took his leave and shut the door behind him. Leaving the Paladin staring at the closed door in contemplation.
The Paladin was torn between not wanting to listen to the demon's words and heading his advice and preparing for the worst. As loathe, as he was to admit it, Mephisto's plan was the best current course of action to take. They needed to be prepared for the worst.
HE needed to be prepared for the possibility that the child he had raised for fifteen years could be stolen from them or the more likely scenario that they are going to be dealing with a very pissed off teenager.
Shiro let out a sigh at that thought. He was already mentally preparing himself and getting both his head and heart ready for what is sure to be a very difficult conversation. If there was one to begin with…
He shook his head to clear his thoughts as he looked up at the brightening sky. Now was not the time to be worrying about that. He'll deal with it when the time comes. Right now though he needed to focus on finding his eldest as quickly as possible.
He took a step forward and was shocked as a pigeon flew in front of him, close enough that he could feel the tip of its wing brush his nose. He followed it with his eyes as it disappeared into the brightening horizon.
'Rin… please be safe.'
"Okay kid, this is as far as I can take you."
They were at a truck loading dock on the outskirts of a small village, the last stop on Toyama Sato's route.
Rin hopped out of the passenger side and looked around at his new surroundings. He couldn't help but feel as if he had gone back in time a bit. The air was still cold but he could see signs of spring were still all around, even with the dimming orange sky everything was sprouting and green. Old-styled houses forming a little village stood in front of the setting sun creating an image taken straight out of a painting. He did his best to ignore the small strange looking creatures in the field on the other side of the road.
He hoisted his bag over his shoulder. "Thanks for the ride old man."
"Sure thing kid, you take care of yourself."
Even though they had only known each other for a short time Rin was going to miss the old driver. He had not met that many adults in his lifetime that were willing to listen to his side of the story for once.
"Same to you."
Tomaya got ready to head out once more but something made him pause. "You have any idea where you going now?"
Rin shook his head and answered honestly. "Not a clue."
Tomaya stared at the teen that he had driven with for the past day and then pulled something out of his pocket and tossed it at the unsuspecting teen. Rin barely caught it and fumbled with it for a second.
"What the hell!"
"It ain't much but it will at least get you a couple of hot meals."
"Wha—" Rin opened his palm to see what had been thrown at him and discovered that it was a small role of bills.
"There's a town a bit a ways from here." Rin looked back up as Sato got back in his truck, and slammed the door shut; he poked his head out the window and pointed behind Rin. "Follow that road about twenty kilometers and you'll reach it. Tourism has been booming there these last couple of years, if you're looking for a place to rest or start over that might be a good place to try."
Rin swallowed as he took it all in, he turned back just as the truck engine was revving back up. "Thank-you… for everything."
Tomaya smiled kindly back. "Don't mention it. You seem like a good kid, and I wish you the best." With a small wave he beckoned the runaway good-bye. "Take care kid."
"You too, old man." Rin smiled and waved good-bye back watching as the truck rumbled down the road until he could no longer see it.
Once the truck had disappeared Rin's smile dropped, as he now had to focus on his new problem of where to go now but then he remembered what the driver had said a few moments ago.
"A town huh…?" Rin looked up the road that the driver had pointed him towards. There was a sign that did in fact say that it was roughly a few of hours of walking distance from where he currently was.
He sighed and adjusted his bag into a more comfortable position and started walking. "Might as well while there's still some light out." With any luck he would be there before it got too late.
Inari Fox Alley 20km Northwest
All righty!
Rin is off to his new adventure! What's going to happen? Who knows! But thank you all for sticking around this long. I know that these chapters are pretty long and that there hasn't been that much action recently but I want there to be plenty of time for the characters to digest the situation and reflect on how this all happened. I hope that this is at least interesting for you guys to read.
But you got to see Yukio in this, yay! He's actually a bit of challenge to write just because he is a teenager and he has his father, whom he looks up to, still around to guide him so Yukio's descent into madness won't be as obvious as in the manga (speaking of which—HFS! The latest chapter was quite a ride). But at the same time he has had to lie to his own brother for so long and keep him in the dark to the point that Yukio patronizes his brother a lot and everyone seems to think that Rin would not be able to handle the truth… but as was shown in this chapter and will be explored more, it is not the truth that hurt Rin but rather absence of it from his whole life that hurts.
Mephisto is fun to write because I see a little bit of myself in him in that we both just love to fuck with people. And you can tell he is just loving this because, sure nothing went as planned but that's what make this whole situation so much fun for him. Mephisto loves chaos and he loves free will and to have his younger brother showcase that in such a manner is giving Mephisto a sugar high because, just like his favorite anime and manga, he can't completely predict what will happen next and so he has to set up his chessboard all over again.
And Shiro… I feel for him but at the same time I am exposing, and making him realize what a shitty decision it was for him to keep Rin in the dark for so long. But more of that will soon come. Can't give too much away now can I.
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On to the next chapter!
Also, I'm still looking for a beta-reader. Had someone who was interested but they never got back to me, so if there is anyone out there who would like to beta for this story please let me know.
