"Huh. I feel like the world has been frozen in time. . . How the fuck does that work!?"

The author's been procrastinating like fuck for the past five fucking months! Seriously author- what the freaking hell!?

I had writers block, and I've changed the way I go about writing, AND I haven't been able to get my hands on any caffeine so. . .

"Bullshit! You were just slacking!"

Satan, what did I say about breaking Walls?

"Does this really count as Wall-breaking!? The chapter hasn't even started yet!"

SATAN!

"BUT RIN CAN DO IT!"

Rin aint' a jackass- anyways, Readers, welcome back to The Devil Inside His Head! Rin, are you ready to be put through hell in the form of Yukio?

Fuck yeah- wait, what!?


11 – 100 Dollars


"So," Yukio begun, acting as though he hadn't just destroyed most of Mephisto's office with a Bazooka, "what should we do?"

Mephisto, still trying to figure out where the heck the Bazooka had disappeared to, gulped. "W-well. . . With Neu- what was his name again? Whatever- with the recent Train victim. . . well. . . gone. . . we need someone else to play his part in the Chunin(1)- I mean Exwire exam."

Yukio nodded, eerie smile warping into his now-signature bat-shit insane grin. "Yes, I would love to take his place~ May I shoot Nii-san?"

Mephisto was about to protest, but went pale as Yukio slowly reached into his jacket pocket. "Sure!" He exclaimed in rushed panic. "Ofcourseyoucan! Yes, yes, yes! Please! Shoot him as many times as you want to!"

Inwardly, Mephisto prayed that Rin would survive what his own self-preservation instincts had just permitted Yukio to do- if just for the sake of knowing he wasn't the one who had initiated the half-demon's death. He didn't want to KILL his younger half-brother, after all- just stop him from crushing his pawns with FREAKING TRAINS! DAMN IT HOW DID THAT EVEN WORK!?

"Well, if you say so." Yukio said in fake innocence, leaving the room via the giant hole in the wall.

Mephisto sighed in relief, pulling out his phone in order to put phase one of operation 'Save the World from the Okumura Brothers' into action.

"Hello- say, Amaimon, did you ever finish that Demon Psychology class? – Oh you did! That's great! I actually have a couple of people who need to be evaluated- what do you mean 'nah, can't be stuffed'!? The fate of the world depends on you damn it! You're the only goddamned being in existence who took that stupid class- wait no, it's not stupid! Don't hang up! -Okay, you'll do it for candy- that much!? Alright, alright. Meet me at that one half-built building so that we can talk like cliché villains. –Okay, bye."

Mephisto nodded to himself. Sorry Amaimon, but sacrifices must be made.


'To Suguro fuckin Ryuji

Meet me on the roof after school, there's something we need to talk about.

From ?

P.S. Don't worry, I won't push you off the roof even though Sat- the voice in my head is telling me to. Okay I might, but still!'

Suguro looked around the rooftop area, having a pretty good idea as to who had sent the letter with overly-burnt edged. And sure enough, there was Rin and his damned chibi Panda familiar, waiting for him.

"What do you want?" Suguro asked, intent on getting the conversation over and done with so that he could retreat to the safety of his dorm room- fucking terrified at the chance of encountering his insane teacher out of the classroom.

Rin stared at him blankly, seemingly lost in thought before he grinned at Suguro. "Be my servant- I can guarantee a 07.7 percent chance that you'll survive your next encounter with Yukio if you do!"

Suguro blinked. "Sure, why not?"


"How. . . How the fuck did that go so well. . . ?"

Hah! Told you so, Bastard! Now you owe me one hundred bucks!

"Rin, I'm a voice stuck in your head, do you really think I have any money?"

. . . Fuck you.


11 – 100 Dollars


References:

(1) A Ninja rank in Naruto.


Note: Yeah, sorry for not having updated this in such a long time, a lot of shit happened and I've also changed the way I go about writing stories- so I wasn't all that sure how trying to write more of this would go. . . Anyways, this story is currently NOT one of my main priorities, and I'm not sure how often I'll be working on it (whenever inspiration hits me, I guess?), so yeah.

I hope this chapter was enjoyable to read.

'Till next time! - ef07