Hey! Good morning guys! :) The sun is shining, the cats are being loud, and a little birdy told me that you wanted to see some Gehenna Kings. Did I hear that right?

:D

Okay. So I have not a CLUE of what the other 5 Gehenna kings are (It says online that Mephisto is ranked 2nd, so I'm assuming the Satan is number 1, and Amaimon is ranked 7 and is the Earth King.) so I'm just going to go for it and see where that takes me. I admit, I recycles the characters from two of my other books, so now they're OCs for this story. My gosh there's going to be a lot of them but no worries. :) I'm trying not to make any of them cliché because nothing irks me more than having one personality go along with ten names.

Anyway, here we go! Hopefully this will turn out okay! Comments at the end like always. Enjoy chapter 7!

***this chapter was a beast to write :'(

******* I HORRIBLY SCREWED UP. CHARACTER REVISION FOR RAZIELE AND XAVIER AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO DO THAT. UM.

Rin paced his room, wearing a track in the thin rug. After the demon-girl left a few hours earlier, he explored his room a bit to kill some time. He found some clothes in the dresser, roughly his size though a bit on the large size. He didn't even care, though he had noticed that all of the clothes were either black or white. Rin, in defiance of the orderliness of it all, chose a white shirt and black pants. The shirt was a bit too long, but he didn't care. After having to tuck in his uniform back at school, it was a nice change to just wear a shirt the normal way.

However, after he changed, there was nothing else to do. He even tried looking underneath the rug for a secret entrance or something, and was almost disappointed not to find one. When the door knocked again, it was a welcome relief.

"Yeah?" he said, assuming that it was the demon-girl again, but when he opened the door, someone he had never seen before stood on the other side. It was a boy, a few years older than him and taller as well, maybe around nineteen. The demon was, for a man, almost beautiful, especially wearing a white suit. Long, pointed ears stuck out from dark blue hair, almost black. His eyes were a rich pink. Pink had never looked so lethal before.

Rin's blood went cold and he jumped backward, wishing he had his sword, but this demon only laughed, showing off his elongated canines. "So you're the brat this place has been in uproar about," he said, inviting himself inside. "Rumor has it that you defeated Satan once. Banished him back into Gehenna." The demon laughed again. "The old man was grumpy for weeks. It was great."

"Who are you," Rin demanded. His mind reeled; he hadn't met many demons face to face, except in combat, but he had the sense that this one was different from the others. He also knew that this demon was stronger than any of the others he had ever faced.

But the demon only smiled, a friendly smile. "Raziele Agape," he said, holding his hand out. Rin shook it, mostly out of habit. "Just pretend that I'm you're older brother or something, and we can get along just fine."

Rin blinked in surprise. "Huh?"

"You know." Raziele made a hand motion. "You're dad is Satan - "

"Satan is not my dad!" Rin shouted, cutting him off. He could feel the flames stir inside of him again, demanding release. "I only have one dad, and his name is - "

"Shiro Fujimoto," Raziele stated, to Rin's surprise. "Yes yes, I know. Everyone here does. It wasn't like Satan made possessing the Paladin any secret. Heck, we were all waiting for you to show up months ago."

It was strange. Rin hadn't thought about that before. The demon-girl had said that this place had always been his home; had this what she had been talking about.

Raziele's smile slipped. "Ah. Sorry. I upset you. I'm a pretty insensitive keshen, though I'm working on that part, though. How about," he added, "I show you around the castle? As an apology?"

Rin glanced at him in surprise. "That's allowed?"

"Sure it is!" Raziele grinned. "Plus, with me around, no one will try to kill you."

"People want to kill me?" He had figured as much, being in Gehenna and all, but the confirmation hit him like a bullet.

Raziele glanced at him. "Trust me, nothing personal. The demons here like the sight of blood, sick kishen. Ignore them." Suddenly he threw his arm around Rin's shoulder in a playful hug. "But with your big brother here, they won't touch you. They know that I'll feed them their own heart first."

Rin grimaced. "Have you . . . done that before?"

"Yep." Raziele said it as if he was stating that the clouds were white. "It was messy. Does that not happen in Assaih? I've never been there myself, honestly . . . and I'm upsetting you again. You gotta tell me when that happens, little dude. You look like you're gonna be sick."

"It's nothing." Rin glared at him, trying to control his stomach. Raziele's friendly personality made him forget how dangerous this place truly was. He wouldn't make that mistake again. "So, where are you taking me."

Raziele considerably brightened. "To one of the thirteen kitchens," he said, his pink eyes practically sparkling. "Rumor is that they're trying out an Assaih recipe that Amaimon discovered and sent back. It's supposed to be downright hellish."

Hellish? "It's bad?"

"No. It's amazing . . . oh. That's right. In Assaih, you guys say 'heavenly' when something's good, right?" Raziele asked as he opened up the door.

It shut behind them. "Some people do," Rin shrugged.

"Ah. Here, 'heaven' and everything associated is like taboo. I suggest that, unless you want your intestines to be pulled out of you while you're still breathing, you don't say . . ." His voice trailed off. "And you're upset again. Sorry."

Rin didn't even know what to say about that one; he hadn't even realized that he was staring at Raziele in horror. They rip each other's intestines out? And he thought that violence in Assaih was bad, but here . . .

"I wear ladies underwear."

Rin blinked, then turned to Raziele in complete shock. The demon just grinned at him. "You what?"

"Yep. The frilly kind, with the lace and stuff."

And he thought that intestines being ripped out of people were disgusting. "Seriously?"

Raziele burst out laughing. "Cripp, no. but you feel better, right?"

Rin scowled at the demon, then realized; he did. "Why would you help me?"

"First," Raziele smiled, "you're my little brother, and I read in a book from Assaih about family and that stuff, and so, as the older brother, I am obligated to guard your back or something stupid like that. Secondly, my mother was human, so I still feel human emotions like worry and guilt and that nonsense."

"Your mom was human?"

"Yep. My dad was a demon, possessed some teenage girl in Assaih, and then dragged the two of us to Gehenna when I was six years old. I can vaguely remember a lot of green, a lake . . ." His voice trailed off as he got swept away by memories, then he suddenly blinked and grinned down at Rin. "Anyway, when we were brought here, my mom couldn't handle the constant miasma here. At seventeen she was dead."

Rin blinked. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. Not your fault," Raziele said with a wave of his hand.

They were walking down one of the many corridors now. A few of slaves, dressed in rags and chained together by their ankles, cleaned the walls and floor. A few other demons, dressed in much finer clothes, were sitting in the corners and giggling to themselves. When Raziele and Rin passed, then peered up with bloodshot black eyes and laughed. Rin shuddered and quickly turned away; they had three horns on their head and their faces were scaled with faint green.

Raziele suddenly put his hand on Rin's shoulder. "Addicts," he told the younger half-demon, indicating a white powder on the floor. "The stuff doesn't kill us, but it makes us weird as rusharts in sunlight."

"What's a rush-heart?" Rin asked, confused.

"It's a type of small demon, found only in Gehenna, but known in Assaih as 'dragons', though considerably smaller. They live in caves but, when in contact with light, they do ridiculous things. I've seen one flying around in circles, bobbing its head as it fought with its foot. Ripped it o - " He suddenly stopped talking and shot Rin a proud smile. "See?" he told the half-demon. "I'm getting the hang of this now."

Rin didn't comment, only stared at the floor. He was trying to remember everything that Raziele was telling him; so far, he learned that if he walked around by himself he could very much be killed, and that Gehenna has caves. But that just means that there is an outside, he realized. That, if I can leave this place, I can maybe be free.

But then, he thought, heart sinking, where would I go?

Suddenly there was a strangled cry. Rin snapped his head up. "What was that?" he asked Raziele.

Raziele was frowning; even his frown seemed oddly beautiful. "Probably a slave being punished," he decided, then shrugged. "Probably had it coming . . . and you," he added when he caught Rin's eye, "want to save it. Well, don't bother. It will only make you disappear sooner than later, and that's a nasty process."

Rin had no idea why he was arguing with someone he just met, let alone a demon that could easily kill him, but he did it anyway. "But I know that voice!" he told Raziele.

"You do?" Raziele asked, confused, just as they turned the corner.

Rin's blood went cold as he saw the demon-girl, the one with the short white hair and eye patch, being slammed against the wall. She bit her lip to keep from crying out but Rin could see the pain in her one good, violet eye as she went limp on the floor, chains rattling as they followed. Another demon - this one much larger - casually strode forward. He was also wearing a suit, this one an rich blue, but scarlet had splattered on the fabric. He bent down and grabbed the girl by her hair -

- and Rin was already flying forward, hand clenched into a fist. The large demon turned, its icy blue eyes widened with surprise, when the fist made contact with its face. A nose cracked, buckled, broke under the pressure.

Raziele, still standing to the side, groaned with exasperation.

"Don't touch her!" Rin screamed down at the demon.

It's icy blue eyes narrowed . . . and suddenly the demon was laughing. "Do you have any idea who I am?" it demanded. Rin growled, low in his throat. "My name is Xavier Hellios, a lesser General, and you will now be known as dead - "

"I think not." Raziele's hand was suddenly around Rin's chest and easily lifted the younger - and smaller - demon off of the the other, larger demon. "Xavier, go suck an icicle. You always get so moody when you're too warm."

"Raziele." Xavier bared his teeth. To Rin's horror, they were made completely out of ice. The demon's hair was a light blue, his skin pale. "So, after killing you're last playmate, you decided to find another?"

"Be a bit nicer to our little brother," Raziele smirked, his pink eyes dangerously bright, "or I will do the same to you the same thing I did to her."

Xavier snarled and crouched, preparing himself to launch forward. Raziele threw Rin towards the wall, next to the demon girl, and - laughing - outstretched his arms as if preparing for an embrace.

Rin wasn't sure what happened after that. Suddenly blue fire erupted seemingly out of nowhere. At first Rin wondered if it was his flame, but knew it wasn't impossible. Knew the moment the flames disappeared and someone was standing in the middle, a tall man with dark blue hair like his and eyes the color of the deepest ocean. His face was chiseled, with light stubble on his chin, but it only added to the dangerous, nearly suffocating, aura he emitted.

Rin pressed his back further against the wall when Satan glared, first at Raziele, then at Xavier. Both demons' faces were ashen, their eyes wide with either horror or terror. Raziele was the first to mask his surprise and bowed.

"Hello, father," he said curtly. Xavier begrudgingly did the same.

"I heard that there was a fight," Satan growled, "between the precious members of my family." Flames suddenly engulfed him and gathered to two horn-like shapes on his head and his arms. "And yet," he added, voice dark . . . but then he suddenly smiled, a smile that sent shivers down Rin's spine, "you didn't invite me."

Raziele flicked his eyes to Rin, silently telling him to leave, when Satan frowned and turned to the direction that he was looking was looking. Seeing Rin, the King of Gehenna smiled, a smile that he might have made moments before he fell from heaven.

"Hello there, Rin."

. . . . this was such a hard chapter to write T_T Not even kidding. It was crippin' difficult and really long.

Anyway, tada! Two of the eight Demon Kings revealed! Only . . . three more to go! :) Remember: these aren't the official Kings (besides Mephisto, Amaimon, and Satan). These are just my characters. Please be nice and make them feel welcome. :)

And (hopefully) all of you noticed the different-language words in italics throughout the story. I made those words up as I went alone, through 'cripp' has always been my favorite and I actually do use it in real life. The thought was that, in Gehenna, they shoulder all have their own lingo, right? So there you go. It's all purely original.

Comments: (sorry. A lot today but you are all so amazing I'm replying to more)

Crystal di Angelo: Yeah, Mephisto is sorry for what he did (but mostly because it didn't turn out the way he wanted). It's all in the prologue :)

Thunber: Awww thank you so much! :D Don't worry, Amaimon will appear eventually in Yukio's POV, but that's coming up.

Dowgma: Hahaha :D Thanks!

Emily Blue Paw: Oooh that's some dangerous humor. I love it. Please do :D

Call Me Rinny Tinny: Hahaha ok! I understand :) and no worries, I won't. Not until the last chapter.

Hartanna: Shhh meat buns are amazing

Rainbowkittenism: rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl

Anyway. You guys. I love your reviews 3 They pretty much all make me laugh and smile like a complete dork. That's what makes writing this story so enjoyable and that's also the reason why I'm doing daily-updates; for you guys, because I love you all so much 3 Thank you.