Hey guys, I haven't updated in like a month! Sorry about that. But I had all these crazy high school stuff going on and I just had to catch up with all of that before I could even think about updating. So this chapter is twice as long as I normally write stuff which is pretty awesome and a treat for you guys. So enjoy this next chapter!

Burning. Everything was burning.

Acario watched as the academy around him collapsed in flames. Red flames. His flames. Acario stared at his hands that were clawed and alight with fire and blood. Blood?

Acario could see figures lying on the scorching ground. He peered closer only to make himself sick. He could see Shiemi, her soft skin burnt to a blackened crisp. Shura-sensei was impaled on a sharp spear, her gore spilled beneath her. Everyone he had come to know they were all in similar ways. All dead.

Where was Rin?

Acario looked around trying to ignore the gruesome corpses looking for the familiar blue tint in the crimson bloodbath. Then he saw it. The slight hint of blue embers among red. A trail leading into the inner church of the school. Acario followed it scared at what he would find but he needed to see Rin.

He walked to the already broken down, heavy church doors and slipped inside stepping over the many piles of dead bodies. Wait. Why were there so many Exorcists here?

He walked down the trail dividing the pews toward the altar. He stood at the wide table that was engulfed in fresh blue flames. But where was Rin?

Plip.

Acario was startled by the small drop of blood that landed on his cheek. Plip.

He slowly lifted his head his eyes widened in shock. He found Rin.

Rin was crucified to a golden cross high above the ground. A sword engulfed in blue flames was pressed deep into his stomach. His chest had been ripped open. And his heart was missing.

Rin's blood ran down the gold cross and onto the floor. Those blue eyes were dull and small sad smile was on his lips.

Acario couldn't help the scream that escaped him. He clutched his hair gripping tight and fell to his knees still screaming. He began to sob but his tears sizzled away in the heat.

"Rin...who...did this to you?"

You did.

"What?"

You killed him.

"LIAR!"

Look you're holding it.

Acario saw in his hand a bloody heart that still beat feebly.

You wanted his heart didn't you? Now you have it.

"No."

He was holding Rin's dead body. His hand plunged into his chest and ripping out the heart.

He heard himself whisper, "Rin won't abandon me now...he'll be with me forever..."

"No! That's not me!"

He cradled the fleshy organ to his chest as if it were fragile. He looked down upon it with possessiveness.

"Rin..."

"No! NO! NOOO!"

Acario's eyes flew open. He was lying in his bed facing the up towards the ceiling. His blanket had been thrown off of his sweating body. He was breathing rapidly. He could hear the morning birds chirp in the distance and felt the fresh rays of sunlight come through the windows. Nothing was on fire. Nothing.

Just a dream. Acario thought relieved. A really messed up one at that.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Damn alarm clock.

Acario turned on his side to reach over to his clock and froze.

" ~Good Morning, Acario-chan~ "

"!"

Mephisto sniffed sadly as he held his throbbing face. "Ne, ne, Acario-chan. You're so aggressive."

"Shut up!" Acario snapped back as he fixed his uniform." You're the one at fault here! Sneaking into people's bed- I swear do that again and I'll send to screaming to the deepest darkest pit I can find."

Mephisto pouted. "I bet you wouldn't have minded if it was Rin-chan..."

Acario glared. "You're testing dangerous waters, my friend."

"Oh, by the way." Mephisto started." How has your progress with Rin been going?"

"Great, I guess. We're good friends and all." Acario smiled at the thought.

"Wonderful!" Mephisto sauntered toward the door. "Stop by my office after Rin introduces you."

"Introduces who?" But Mephisto was gone.

"Morning, Acario-san!" Shiemi called out to Acario as he walked in to the first Exorcist class of the day.

Rin sat next to her. Acario lifted an eyebrow. Rin's bangs had been pulled back by a little silver clip. It was cute, he supposed but Rin did sort of look geeky.

"Uh, what's with the clip, man?" Acario laughed as he tugged a piece of Rin's hair.

"Huh?" Rin looked up. His eyes were still the same blue. Acario thought of his nightmare. Silently wondering how different Rin's eyes looked when they were dull and dead and how they looked now.

...in his hand a bloody heart that still beat feebly…

Acario pushed the thought back as Rin replied, "It's to help me study. Ya' know to keep my bangs out of my eyes."

"Okay, then." Acario said. "Who gave it to you?"

"...uh…Bon." Rin replied a little awkwardly.

"Who?"

Before Rin could answer the door slid open and Acario hopped over the desk and into the seat next to Rin. Acario stared at the person who walked in. It was no doubt the teacher since he was wearing the jet black trench coat of the official Exorcists but he was young.

He had a serious air about him and he clasped the briefcase in his hand calmly when he strolled in. The glare of sunlight reflected off his glasses.

"Good morning." He started. "I've been away for a while on duty as you know. For the past few weeks Shura-san was kind enough to sub for my class. I'm sure she covered all the topics I left for you all."

He raised his head slightly and the glare disappeared. Acario's eyes widened as he saw a familiar blue haze in his eyes.

"YuuuuuuKKKKIIIIIIOOOO!" Rin had suddenly clasped the teacher in a tight side hug and grinned happily.

Acario watched them struggle around for a moment before the teacher pushed him away, glasses askew.

"N-nii-san!" He cried embarrassed.

Wait. Did he mean nii-san as in 'older' brother?

"What?" Acario stood up and slammed his hands on the desk. "He's Yukio! Your younger brother!"

"Yup."

"Don't 'yup' me! How the hell is your younger brother your teacher?"

"Yukio knew about the Exorcists way before I did!" Rin replied. "And he's smart too, I guess."

"You guess?" Yukio asked.

Acario sat down quite shocked as he pondered the thought of Yukio, Rin's younger brother, being his teacher.

"Wait…isn't this mixed up?" Acario laughed. "If you're the older brother, how come you're the student? Aren't you supposed to be the role model or something?"

"Shut up!" Rin said suddenly flustered. "It doesn't matter."

"It kind of does."

"Shut up!" Rin said again as he pounced on Acario. Acario laughed as he was mercilessly attacked by the raging little devil.

Acario sat in Mephisto's office looking thoroughly disheveled. Mephisto sat across from him looking at Acario oddly.

"You look as if you've been ravaged." Mephisto said.

"You could say that." Acario grinned mysteriously.

"Already hit homerun with Rin, eh?"

"What!" Acario flustered. "N-no!"

"Oh, well then, I called you in here to discuss your progress." Mephisto said before he waved his hand and two cups of tea appeared in front of them. "You and Rin already appear to be good friends. That's good."

"Yeah, I've been enjoying myself." Acario murmured as he stared into the brown contents of the cup.

"Yes, and you met Yukio-san, correct?"

"Yeah." Acario replied. "Is he…well you know…is he a-"

"A half-devil like Rin?" Mephisto inquired. "Unfortunately, no. Rin was the only one who was capable of receiving our father's genes."

"I see." Acario said. "Is that why Satan didn't mention him?"

Mephisto sipped his tea carefully. "Otou-san has no use for mortals."

Acario sat there silently. Even if Yukio wasn't a devil, he was still Rin's brother, his brother. And also Satan's son, but Acario knew better than anyone Satan was not the fatherly type.

"By the way," Mephisto said. "Keep a close eye on Rin as of now. Use both your eyes in fact."

"Why? Are devils crossing over from Gehenna more, lately?"

"No, it's not the devils I'm worried about." Mephisto's eyes went downcast. "It's the Exorcists."

Mephisto stood up from his chair and strolled over to the window looking out to the rest of the academy.

"You see, Acario. Secrets are meant to be eventually known. Just as rumors spread like wildfires...They know of Rin and his true origins."

Acario's fist clenched. "Wonder how that got out."

"I suspect it was a lower class demon flaunting out information it wasn't supposed to be leaking. But anyway many of the veterans are returning from missions and most of them have had their own experiences with Satan."

"The Blue Night."

"Yes." Mephisto smiled." They hold grudges. And if they can't get to Satan…"

Mephisto walked over to Acario and placed a hand on the back of his chair.

"...they'll go to the next best thing." Mephisto whispered.

...he was holding Rin's dead body. His hand plunged into his chest and ripping out the heart…

"I told you." Acario said. "If anyone touches him I'll-"

"Damn their souls to Oblivion, I remember." Mephisto replied. The school bell rang off in the distance.

"Better hurry to class." Mephisto said." And finish your tea."

Acario gulped down the last of his drink before he darted out of the office.

Mephisto walked back to his desk (a new one [chapter 3]) and sat down. After a few moments he called out," You can come out, now."

From the shadows of the room, Amaimon stepped out looking as melancholy as ever.

"Ne, Mephsito-nii? Do you think Acario can stand up to the Exorcists?"

"If there's anything he can do right it's being brutal." Mephsito replied. "Besides, it's more fun this way."

"What did you put in his drink?" Amaimon asked.

Mephisto laughed. "Nothing ever passes you does it?"

When Amaimon didn't answer Mephisto sighed. "I put succubus blood in it. It's rather tasteless next to strong-brewed tea."

"Why'd you do it? Are you trying to poison him?" Amaimon asked.

Mephisto laughed again. "Poison him? What good will he be then? No, succubus blood does something else. Something more interesting."

"What does it do, then?"

"I've been feeling that Acario and Rin need to speed things up a bit." Mephisto said. "The succubus blood only affects you when you dream and it shows you what you desire or who in this case, most. In a very intimate way."

"Couldn't he just have wet dreams by himself?" Amaimon replied bluntly.

"Well, yes. But with the addition of the blood it becomes much more potent. More vivid." Mephisto smiled darkly. "And the more time you take to achieve your desire, the more obsessed you'll become with it."

"Aren't you helping him?"

"Actually, no..."Mephisto replied. "My intentions are that he ends up rejected."

"Why?"

"Because I want him completely broken."

Acario sneezed as he waited outside Rin's dorm. They had planned to practice soccer that evening. Ever since he had spoken to Mephisto, he had been practically glued to Rin scouting out anyone who even looked at him the wrong way. That, and Acario was worried. Especially after the dream he had. But oddly enough, Acario was worried that he would be the one hurting Rin more than anything else.

He'd never let that happen. Ever.

...he heard himself whisper, "Rin won't abandon me now...he'll be with me forever..."

No.

...he cradled the fleshy organ to his chest as if it were fragile. He looked down upon it with possessiveness...

..."Rin..."

He could never be driven to the brink of obsession...right?

Acario came back to reality when he heard footsteps toward him.

"Rin-...oh...sorry, Yukio-san." Acario said a little awkwardly. He still wasn't used to having him around yet. He was supposed to be Rin's twin but whereas Rin was happy and friendly, he was cold and calculating.

"Shiratori-kun, the new student." Yukio said. "You're a friend of nii-san, yes?"

"Uh, yeah. I'm waiting for him so we can go play soccer."

"I know. He'll be right down." Yukio said quickly as if he were trying to get to something more important.

Acario stared at Yukio for a few moments. Might as well be nice to him. He is my brother after all...

"It's kind of crazy that you're a teacher, y'know with you bein' around me and Rin's age and all-"

Suddenly Yukio was in front of him the cold metal of the barrel of a gun pressed under his chin.

"What are you-"

"I know what you are." Yukio said coldly. "I don't know why you're here or who sent you but if you lay a single finger on Rin-"

Yukio leaned real close to Acario glaring. "I'll kill you."

And with that he was gone. By the time Rin came hopping down the steps, Yukio had disappeared altogether.

"Acario, what's wrong?" Rin asked worried.

"Oh, nothing just thinking." Acario smiled wryly.

"Oh well anyway, we could probably use the field-"Rin chattered away happily seeming satisfied by his answer but Acario's mind was elsewhere. He remembered the way Yukio looked at him, cold and unforgiving.

Acario walked on shocked with realization. Yukio knew his secret. And it was only a matter of time before Rin knew too.

Ah, darn it's the end so soon! But I'll try to update faster next time.

Q: Do you think Rin will reject Acario or not?

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