Hello again! It`s TheEyeOfTheFlame here and I just want to say ...
Thank you for your reviews!
Also so sorry it's taken so long to update, a lot of things popped up...
Well anyway, I won't keep you any longer hope you enjoy.
DISCLAIMER: WE DO NOT OWN BLUE EXORCIST
Trust me if we did we would probably be on holiday somewhere eating pancakes. OmNomNom!
After Yukio had finished teaching at the cram school, he walked as fast as he could back to the old dormitory. If he went any faster he would draw even more attention from the girls in his year, and my god they are annoying! There was absolutely no way in hell that he would ever eat their lunches again. And he means never. They were just so dry and bland, and what did they put in the sauce?! Whatever it was it was not meant to be there at all.
Let's just say it burned. Bad.
Well anyway, he was worried, but mostly frustrated about the situation with his brother. He had never seen his brother cry ever since Shuro died, but that was no longer an approachable topic for them now. It was a touchy subject. And yes Shuro bless his soul was an awesome father but ...
It just got too hard for them talk about him. So they stopped.
Not only that however, for some reason Rin seemed to space out for 5 minutes. As soon as he regained focus, though, he looked at Yukio and slammed his fist into a wall! A wall which he now had to fix hmmm.
Maybe he could cover it with a poster of Mephisto? Would pink match with crème walls though? If it fitted that would be great and a lot easier. I mean weekends were just way too precious to give away!
Anyway, why Rin spaced out was a mystery and the way he reacted. Well, let's just say it might not have been something he wanted to deal with at that time. Did Yukio do something wrong, how could he? He was the one who told him to prove himself to others. It ... wait ... could it be he remembered their argument?
The argument they had was awful, one minute they were in class and the next they were at each other's throats. Weapons were drawn with anger flaring in both sets of eyes. When the fight was over they went back to normal, and it was as if the fight was merely a simple disagreement that you could move on from, like choosing what to have for dinner. But maybe it went back to normal to fast?
" I'm over reacting here, I will just have to find out " Yukio sighed while adjusting his glasses.
The old dorm came into view and Yukio looked around him quite closely. Just a few more metres to go, maybe he could run it? No one seemed to be around anyway, so it's a good a chance as any he guessed.
So he took one last look around and started running. He was almost there when suddenly, the worst demons he could have possibly wished for walked around the corner. "That's it I guess, it's the end of me " he whispered.
Memories of horrible tasting lunches and obnoxious giggling protruded his mind.
"I WILL NOT DO THAT AGAIN!" He screamed really loudly within, actually causing his glasses to topple to one side. He clenched his fists in frustration as his sweat dropped.
Not long after seeing the enemy, he ran as if his life depended on it for the last couple of metres, and as soon as he got to the door he was opening it and slamming it behind him.
Suguro, Renzo and Konekomaru were walking by a tree near the old dormitory. They just stood there, rooted to the spot in utter confusion, I mean what in Satan's name just happened?
"Was that Mr Okumara running from those girls just now? " Konekomaru asked quietly.
" Yeah but he's got it all wrong! You're meant to run towards the girls, not away from them!" Renzo complained.
Suguro just facepalmed and carried on walking without them, man Renzo could be weird.
Meanwhile back inside the Old dormitory.
Yukio pushed his glasses back up his nose then took off his shoes, and leant on the door to catch his breath back again.
"Safe once again, oh wait! Just one more thing." He ruffled his hair and sighed while a little notepad appeared in his exceedingly tidy brain, which read.
- Start training earlier for longer hours end time same as usual.
- Quadruple check your surroundings for girls, double checking is not enough!
And last but not least.
- Fix door hinges...
They would need fixing after that big slam. I guess this is how a parent would feel huh? It's going to cost a lot, "god damn my awesome reflexes" he whispered as he mentally told himself off.
Little did he realise that Rin was standing in the corridor, and he was staring right at him with a half-eaten sandwich in his hand.
" Um, Yukio? You okay over there?" Rin asked confused, his tail drooping behind him.
" I'm fine. Are you ok? " Yukio asked hopefully.
"Yes, I'm alright. So if we're done here I'm going to go" He turned round and started to walk away, his tail still hanging limply behind him
" Rin "
"Yes?"
"Tell me what's wrong." Yukio could see Rin gathering his thoughts before he answered.
"There's nothing wrong."
"I can tell when your lying so spit it out."
" I don't want to talk about it right now." This gave Yukio a little bit of hope. He could hold his brother to these words and get him to tell him everything.
"So... You will tell me but just not right now? " He asked hopefully.
" Well, that's what I said." Replied Rin and he shrugged his shoulders.
"I will hold you to that then, and Rin ... don't wait too long okay?"
" Okay."
The deal was set, and Yukio fully intended on using what they discussed if it came down to it in the end, but hopefully, it wouldn't come to that.
For the rest of the day, Yukio was feeling pretty good. Having the eased feeling that with just a little more time Rin would tell him what was going on. He would just have to wait for that time, and when that time does come he would try his hardest to be there for him.
Rin was also feeling a little bit better and was currently falling asleep on the roof of the dorm. He was only a bit better he was fine physically although his heart ached at the mention of being different.
It was a relief to know that Yukio was giving him time and leaving him to it even if he had to let it all out eventually, but for now, though, it was okay.
- TheEyeOfTheFlame.
