Akuma

Chapter 6: Gamble

"What is it, Sakura?" Rin asked and Sakura nodded once at Bon, who got the hint and walked away.

"I... There's something I need to speak to you about..." She felt an odd distance, like she hadn't spoken to Rin in a long time. There was just so much going through her head, she didn't know where to start. Could Rin know who the 'Son of Satan' was? "It's um..."

Sakura looked into Rin's eyes and noticed a light blush had dusted his cheeks. He glanced around at the walls nervously and he tried his best to avoid her gaze. It took only a moment to realize just where his mind was at.

"What are you thinking about?" Sakura questioned, as an uncomfortable heat gathered in her cheeks. His nervousness was contagious! Her sudden attitude appeared to startle Rin and so he finally met her eyes.

"Wha- no, nothing, Hahaha, nope." Rin squeaked and it was visible even to Sakura he was trying to calm himself. She had no time for this, she had to get straight to the point.

"Oh ho, what's this all about?" Another voice interrupted. Crap, I forgot about Yukio!

"Woah, Yukio... you have like, no presence." Rin laughed nerviously, but was mildly impressed. This seemed to strike a nerve with the already agitated Yukio.

"Rin, you are dismissed. I need to talk to her." Yukio glanced at Sakura, but it wasn't a pleasant one. No... It held a certain malice.

"You better not do anything to her!" Rin yelled and pointed his finger accusingly at the him. Yukio simply adjusted his glasses.

"Stop Rin. Sorry, I held you behind. Go and talk to Bon, I think they'll let you in on their little circle." Sakura grinned, but Rin wasn't convinced. He stared worryingly, but he left it at that and ran after the group in the distance. Once he was gone, Yukio slammed his hand against the wall beside Sakura, towering over her.

"What the hell were you going to tell him?!" Yukio seethed through his teeth. The gentle demure he held earlier was gone and was only filled with rage, but Sakura would not back down. Even with his frustration, Sakura trusted the Okumura brothers. She stared straight into his eyes, brimming with confidence.

"Rin knows." Sakura replies, unfazed with Yukio's intimidating position. "And by asking him, I'll find my own answers as well."

"Do you plan on ruining everything?!" Yukio yelled, but a hint of sadness tinted his eyes. "It's all because of that Angel..." He cursed under his breath.

Something about their conversation wasn't right, so she looked into his eyes curiously.

"Angel? Are... we talking about the same thing?" Sakura asked and Yukio clamped his hand over his mouth. She sighed and ducked from under his arm and towards the exit. His hand had fallen from his face, but he had an expression of defeat. Somehow, she had escaped.

"I see. I won't press for more, but..." Sakura felt herself unconsciously connect the dots but it was still all a blur. She still felt a little somber for Yukio, whose back was slumped over. "I trust you guys. I trust you. But I need to know more."

"Against confident eyes like yours... I'm weak to them." Yukio mumbled, while his eyes softened with reminisce. The sound had barely reached her ears before she left through the back entrance. Entranced by her own thoughts, she failed to notice the presence behind her as she walked towards the classroom.

"Don't go looking where you're not supposed to look." A hooded figure snickered as Sakura walked by. She paused for a second and looked back. That person is...?

"Yamada... right?" Sakura turned to face the figure. For a brief second her gaze was met with powerful magenta eyes that had tint of green, but they were soon covered by his hood. "What do you mean?"

"We're alike." He snickered as he walked towards the door Sakura had just left through. "I don't want you to die just yet so watch your back."

Sakura didn't respond. There wasn't a threat in his tone, but it was unsettling nonetheless. what did everyone want with me? First it was Mephisto and Yukio who enrolled me into this strange school, then it was Angel who wanted me to watch Mephisto... Wow, everyone is just so cautious about everyone, how sad huh. She pondered before reaching the classroom.

No one was there. Sakura recalled that Yukio had dismissed everyone for the day and sighed. No matter how much she regretted getting tangled up in this mess of a situation, there was no way she could escape it. She ran down the hall, grasped the key from her pocket and slammed it into the nearest door. With a quick motion, she flung the door open and was greeted with the scenery of the city.

"With that, I guess I'll go train!" Sakura exclaimed, silently tucking the drama into a corner of her brain. Thinking through her fists for awhile has always helped her whenever she's felt down. Why would that be any different now? With her skirt blowing in the wind, she was glad that she wore her medical shorts underneath. It helped with the tree jumping thing.

Sakura leapt for the trees and into the forest behind the academy.

"This isn't like you, Yukio" A hooded figure approached the sullen figure that was Yukio. He glanced up once and smiled.

"You never really did talk that much, but you're Shura right?" Yukio asked while straightening his figure and regaining his composure. The hooded figure removed the hood, revealing a pair of stunning magenta eyes and red hair with streaks of blond. She placed a hand on her hip and pointed a finger at him accusingly.

"Oh that's it? After not seeing each other for so long, that's how you greet me?" The woman, Shura, grinned, to Yukio's dismay. She paid it no mind and glanced behind her. "That girl from earlier... what was that all about?"

"She's... uh a family friend." Yukio replied, but Shura was not convinced.

"Why go through the effort of bringing her here? Why be all secretive with Mephisto? Angel's gotten all suspicious and he can't be stopped." Shura sighed. "I've never seen you act like that in front of a woman before."

"I treat everyone the same." Yukio replied nonchalantly, but his voice betrayed him and trembled the slightest bit. "She just... irritates me a little more."

"Well, not that I care that much. Anyway, don't forget that I'm still undercover. Don't blow it for me and I won't say anything to the council for now." Shura returned her hood back onto her head and started towards the arena where the students had their practice.

"Alright." Yukio replied once, but Shura was already gone. He adjusted his glasses and turned towards a nearby door. He dug through one of his bags and pulled out a silver key. "Yes... As much as I hate to admit it, I've lost my edge. For my brother's sake and for my own... Maybe even for the sake of the world, it's time I wore that mask. The one I've always been in love with is Moriyama and it will stay that way."

He inserted the key into the lock and turned it slowly. "...Right?"

Look which nit wit decided to stop by, hahaha! Wow it's been years since I've written anything for this story, I feel so bad. First of all, I'd like to apologize The grammar in this story is horrendous and I regret writing such filth. Since I'm currently taking several writing courses, I thought, 'Why not just work on that fanfiction from so long ago?'. It would be good practice anyway. So here I am. I was originally going to drop the cancellation bomb on this story with a short Beach oneshot of some sorts, but then I started looking into Blue Exorcist again. To be honest, I've completely forgotten where I was going with this plot so apologies for any dumb plot holes. However, now that I'm more mature in my writing (hopefully) I can write a few more chapters in depth. I won't go the full length 25 chapter story, but I will probably do half of that or less. I've probably lost all my readers, but I think that even so this is good practice for my writing.

Also, this chapter isn't complete. I know it isn't a good idea to post any poorly written chapters and stuff, but if I don't I'll never find the motivation to do the rest. Expect the completed 5-10k word chapter in the following few weeks~ But if you prefer, I can do shorter chapters frequently instead of long chapters every few years *laughs*. Sorry bad joke.

As always, constructive criticism is always appreciated. I finally know what this is, properly, after attending various writing workshops.