...hey guys... yeah, haven't updated in a while have I? ah haha... well... I have no exuse, I just couldn't be bothered, I got totally caught up in my other fanficts and just... disowned this one. I'm sorry D: please forgive me! I will try to keep up to date from now on! promis!

I don't own blue exorcist.

The idea of love and hate is one of the human mind, we think, we act. Though it is always wondered if other species feel like we do, even if they can't speak to the same extent can they discuss the concept with nothing more than physical contact? Because, it is indeed, a human need.

Though a Rin may be half human it does prove something, it proves our melodramatic and ignorant raise don't believe in something that isn't there. It is a beautiful realisation. Though the human raise could and maybe should be simpler the complexity is not only understood by us, the words exchanged may be created by us ourselves but they mean something to everybody. And it could be argued every single person is alone in the world, in their mind, it's not in the human nature to accept that. We are a stubborn raise indeed.

Because a simple kiss can trigger a thousand thoughts, a debate within the small thing that is a body, human, animal or demon. And so can a sentence, a word, anything. And with that we can confuse ourselves to the point of insanity (though that is also determined by us, that the behaviour of the person is not sane). Fear of the unknown is a fear of everything on this world. Heck, we don't even know if this is the only universe.

And if you can be angry at someone but show affection, get ready to be confused.

Because the minute Rin was asked that question, even though Bon had asked it so many times before, he went from worried about the other to angry. And he gave up, gave up hiding everything, because everybody is making it so bloody hard. It's like he wasn't allowed secrets, what's so bad about not wanting someone to know something? Why can't they just leave it the hell alone!?

And their first kiss was full of anger and confusion. Pity and hate. Though there was defiantly love. It lasted for a brief five seconds, not long enough to judge if the other party had joined in or not but if sure as hell proved his point, which was the point of the thing.

And then the blue haired boy walked back through the boggy mud he had come through to save the other. Trying to stop every track of thought that entered him because he was just too plain tired to do anything, so he had to focus all his energy on just walking. Back to the shared cabin, but he honestly didn't care anymore. He made that clear a few moments ago. He just wanted sleep.

Shura had gone to annoy- urm- tell Yukio of the nights events, made sure he still new he goddamned job. He should have at least put CCTV in Rins cabin or something! God, she actually started to trust the boy with his demon brother.

"Yukio!" she yelled at the door after several punches in its direction, to create a loud 'bang' noise to announce her presents. The name echoed all over the camp, but she was sure she had only woken up the good for nothing.

The door swung open to reveal a sleepy exorcist wiping his eyes "Shura? What are you doing here?" he mumbled, in a monotone and serious voice. Reminding the woman of how boring and fun-deprived he really is.

She sighs "saving your brother, which should be your job, may I add, how the hell could you let Amaimon into the camp?!" she shouts, causing the young exorcists eyes to widen in panic. The sleep deprived look had disappeared in a mere 2 seconds, Shura almost laughed.

"Amaimons here?! Is Rin okay?" he almost yelled, though he kept his tone muted because his girlfriend was still asleep, this time in her bed thankfully.

"well, he isn't anymore, your brother gracefully kicked his arse, big time, but that Ryuji Suguro kid might need some medical attention," she mused pointing over to the shared cabin of Rin and Bon, with the injured boy sat outside on the steps, cross legged and looking sorry for himself.

In the morning Bon was now equipped with a bandage instead of a ripped t-shirt. He lay on a wooden bench staring at the cruel sunlight that almost blinded him. The rain from the previous night had not dried and his back was not soaked, as were his shoes. And, yeah, he did want to go back to bed, and sleep, and be dry and not give a damn about anything like he used to. But he didn't feel welcome in the camp anymore, never mind the cabin.

And in that very cabin lay Rin, who had woke about three minutes earlier and now just lay staring at the ceiling regretting what he had done the night previous and fearing the second he will have to step out and face it all. And though it's a part of life, as the old man used to say, facing up to your actions and all that crap, he didn't feel like he deserved it.

But he eventually did drag himself out of bed, and into clothes, and with all his remaining will power that was left in his aching body out the door. To see a bandaged and tired Bon lying outside, imitating sleep. Though it was clear he was awake, for Rin anyway, when the boy slept his breathing was peace full and shallow and his face was softened. Though it seemed everybody else was fooled and doing something else.

He remembered Yukio telling him yesterday they would be doing a team building exercise, something like building a tree house. He didn't see what the point was but it sounded fun so he agreed gladly.

He was already annoyed but seeing Bon lying there like he didn't give a shit pissed him off even more. So Rin marched down the stairs, faster than usual but still pretty slowly, and kicked the boy off the bench.

Bon landed on the dirty floor and with a thump and stared up at the boy who kicked him.

"Get off your lazy arse and work will ya?" Rin muttered with a vile stare, but keeping his face upwards, and then walked off to help the others, shouting a 'SORRY I'M LATE!' hyperly like he wasn't even annoyed in the first place. Of course.

Rin wasn't one to show his feelings to anyone other to the one that they were directed to, so, to put it simply, Rin was pissed at Bon. On it couldn't be blamed, what happened the night before had been forced in some way, Bon forced the boy to tell him the truth.

"Why'd you wake him Rin?" Izamo asked with a tilt of a head, she didn't normally care but that was kind of out of character, and she still needed to re-pay him for keeping the crying thing a secret.

"Oh, that? He wasn't even asleep," Rin mumbled trying to keep his smile even though the change of subject full on bugged the hell out of him.

"Right. But still, he's wounded and everything, I just wouldn't have expected you to do something so reckless,"

"Well the wound isn't that bad..." he said feeling slight guilt mix with his anger,

"how'd you know?"

"I just do, now can we change the subject?"

"sure..."

Bon-WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU? YOU LEFT ME TO BLEED TO DEATH!

me-you're not dead Bon. Look what you've done, upset poor Rin

Rin-screw of Taylor

me- O.O

Bon-you left on a clif hanger

me-...I said sorry?

Bon-yeah well you're not forgiven

Rin-no, you're not, neither are you Bon

Me and Bon-D':

Me-review... please?