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Rin lied in the couch, staring at the ceiling for what felt like hours. He had gotten home and immediately slid from his wheelchair onto the couch. He didn't mean to snap at Yukio, it just came out like that. But the words echoed through his head that the demon had said. Now that he could think about it, he was starting to regret it. He knew Yukio was just trying to help him since he couldn't do much by himself.
He heard the doorknob being fiddled with and immediately he closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep. He heard multiple footsteps entering into the dorm down the hall. He strained his ears to hear who exactly all came in with Yukio.
"Okay, the upstairs is all available. Two to a room." Yukio whispered.
"Where is Rin?" Rin nearly jumped out of the couch hearing Suguro's voice.
What was he doing here? Rin wondered.
"Probably sleeping. Now go. We will discuss the mission in the morning." Yukio demanded.
Rin heard footsteps going up the stairs and then it was silent. He opened one eye to make sure it was clear before sitting up, looking down the hall to see it was dark. He sighed, falling back down on his back. He looked over to see Kuro curled and asleep on his wheelchair. He smiled looking back at the ceiling. It was such a clear night with the moon shining in from the back window as he craned his head to look out the back door.
He heard footsteps coming down the stairs, and on instinct he shut his eyes harshly, pretending to be asleep. He heard the footsteps stop by the end of the hall, and to make it believable, Rin let out a loud snore. He heard the footsteps continue until they were right behind the couch. He wanted to see who it was but he also didn't want to face whoever was next to him.
He didn't have to wait long.
"Rin." The voice whispered. It was Suguro. Of course.
Rin pretended not to hear it, but Suguro wasn't having it and bent down, shaking the young boy. Rin gave up, surrendering his act. He lifted an eyelid, looking up at Suguro who was leaning against the back of the couch, an uncertain look on his face.
"Yes?" Rin asked.
Suguro opened his mouth, closed it again before opening once more. "Do you need help with anything?" He asked, sounding nervous as he spoke.
That caught Rin off guard as he shot up into a sitting position, twisting his upper body towards suguro. "Excuse me?"
Suguro flinched. "You heard me."
"Since when did you care about me? I thought you didn't care for the likes of me." Rin barked.
Suguro tsked, stepping back from Rin, folding his arms. His eyes averted to the moon that cascaded across the floor. "I don't care for you." He said, making Rin scoff. "But i do care about Mr. Okumura and he is exhausted. So if there is anything I can do to help ease his burden then I will help." He explained, but Suguro's eyes widened when he realized just what he said. He didn't mean for the wording to come out as it did. He wanted to tell Rin that he could depend on him as well, but the way it came out, he could tell it hurt Rin.
Rin felt his chest cave in on itself as he turned his body back to the arm rest. "I don't need anything." He told him, lying back down on his back. "Now if you will excuse me I am tired."
Suguro sighed, walking back to the hallway. He stopped, turning back to him. "You used to be someone I could call an equal rival even before I knew your secret. You used to be so dependant and carried the world on your shoulder." Suguro said softly. "Now you just… let other people carry it for you." The steps continued down the hall and up the stairs.
Rin felt his heart flutter, tears welling up in his eyes as he turned violently on the couch, punching the back of the sofa. "Damn that Suguro." He trembled, thinking back on what was said. He cried for a while, until unknowingly falling asleep.
(Trigger warning: Some thoughts or actions that may cause some discomfort due to night terrors)
Rin woke up, looking around. He wasn't on the couch like he was, instead he was almost floating above a field, the same field he was in when this whole accident happened. He watched as the group was in the circle, though Rin was nowhere on the field. He took in their outfits, no longer in their school uniforms, instead they were in the black robes of exorcists. He gulped, watching as they got into their respectable positions. He looked over at the cage, but it was blacked out, so he couldn't catch what demon was in there.
"We need to defend them from him." Suguro announced.
Rin heard the cage door opened, and recoiled in shock, seeing exactly who was in the cage. It was him, covered in flames with an uncontrollable look in his eyes.
Rin gasped, shooting down, but was burned the closer he got to the group. "No.." He breathed.
He watched as the Uncontrollable Rin charged them, bloodlust in his eyes. He swiped and a burst of fire shot towards them. Rin could only watch as Shiemi was shot back, slamming against the ground hard.
"NO!" Rin shouted, trying but failing to get through the floating veil he was confined to.
Was he really this monster? Was this what his future held for him?
He watched as Suguro rushed forward to stop him, but the Demon Rin only laughed maniacally and charged with him. "Rin! Snap out of it! Look at who you are hurting!" Suguro shouted.
"Stop! You can't argue with…" Rin's voice faltered when he realized the next words that were going to escape his own lips. "A monster."
The Demon Ron slashed, sending the other ex wires flying back. Rin screamed trying anything and everything to get free and save them, but no matter how hard he tried he could only watch as the people he once called friends get beat and tortured by none other than himself.
"You were never our friend… You were always… a demon." Suguro's words hit Rin and he felt the tears fall as Demon Rin striked down. Rin looked away not risking to see the carnage he caused. He had failed them yet again. He is Satan's Son and always will be the most hated demon.
Rin shot up, covered in a cold sweat, his shirt clung to his body as he looked around, seeing the sunlight shining in through the window. He let out a shaky breath, his body relaxing when he realized he was in the dorm and not in the field. It was the first time he remembers one of his nightmares. It felt so real Rin was almost certain he was watching his demon self taking control of his body. The thought made him shiver as he peeled the sweat drenched shirt off and threw it to the other side of the room.
He heard some commotion going on in the kitchen and some laughter being heard. He had almost forgotten the other ex-wires were here. He looked over at his chair to see it was vacant. He moved his legs until they fell over the side of the couch before wiggling his way to the edge, grabbing for his chair and sliding into it. He almost missed it if it weren't for his grasp holding him up. It took a lot out of him not scream in pain when injury in his back smacked the arm rest before it was covered by the back of the wheelchair. He sat there for a moment, waiting for the pain to subside before wheeling towards the kitchen. He stopped just shy of the door.
"Shima screamed when the demon appeared. It scared me at how high it was." Shiemi said innocently.
Suguro's booming laughter seemed to shake the floor as he pounded on the table. "Sounds like something Shima would do."
"Shiemiiii! Why did you rat me out like this?" Shima complained, slamming his head down on the table.
Koneko chuckled. "Don't blame her." He chimed in.
Izumo's eyes shot to the door, seeing the end of Rin's wheelchair. She raised an eyebrow, craning her neck to see if he was there. The others caught this and followed her gaze. Rin felt the air change and he gulped, wheeling away from the door, but didn't get far when Shura stopped him from behind. She had towel around her neck and her hair was still dripping. She just came from the shower.
Rin glanced back to see who had stopped him. "What are yew doing, sneak'n around, Rin?" She accused.
The kitchen went silent, probably trying to listen to what was going on. Rin cleared his throat. "I wasn't sneaking around. I'm trying to look for laundry." He concluded.
Shura wasn't buying it, but she didn't push. "Why don't yew take a bath. Yew'r covered in gross boy sweat." She explained.
Rin blushed. "It's not my fault! It's the-" He stopped himself, thinking his next words carefully. "It's not important. I need help taking a bath. In case you forgot I can't really walk up the stairs." He pointed out, folding his arms.
Shura rolled her eyes and grabbed the handles to his wheelchair and wheeled him into the the kitchen. Rin saw all eyes on him and it made him really uncomfortable. "Keep an eye on him." She turned and went for the stairs, but Rin stopped her.
"Where are you going?"
"Where do you think? You need help taking a bath and I don't think you want me to help ya kid." She made it up three steps when Rin stopped her once more.
"Don't wake him… He needs rest. I can take one by myself… I just need help up stairs." He said, pleading with his eyes. Shura chuckled.
"I don't suppose any of yew would mind helpin' Rin?" She asked the group. Koneko looked away from her and Shima kind of just looked anywhere but her. "I'm wakin' Yukio." She stood there for a little longer, hoping one of them would step up. She was testing them and when one of them stood, she felt a smile appear on her face.
Suguro was the one to step forward, walking over to Rin. Without any words, he bent down and wrapped his arms around Rin, picking him up bridal style. Rin went red, embarrassed that he was in this position. He tried to fight Suguro, getting out of his embrace, but Suguro only grew more annoyed.
"I meant what I said yesterday. I am helping for Mr. Okumura. So stop your fit, you moron." Rin was utterly shocked, but decided to give up, going limp in his arms. Suguro released a breath before following Shura up the stairs and into the bathroom. Suguro placed Rin on the bench before walking over to the bath and starting it. Rin watched cautiously as he slowly stripped down into his underwear, afraid to go anymore. He knew they were both men, but they weren't even friends and Rin felt vulnerable in this position.
"The water is ready. If you would like I can close my eyes." Suguro said, clearly seeing how uncomfortable Rin was in this position. Rin nodded vigorously. Suguro turned around and Rin finally stripped down. When he announced he was ready, Suguro picked him up and without looking at Rin, placed him in the bubble bath. Rin grabbed for the rag and started cleaning himself, seeing that Suguro filled it just the right amount as Yukio always did. He looked over at Suguro who was now sitting on the bench, reading a book.
"I know you did it for Yukio… but why?" Rin finally asked, leaning on the side of the bathtub.
Suguro closed the book, keeping his finger in between the pages to save his spot. "You clearly can't depend on your brother for everything. It's good to depend on others as well." He concluded, before reopening the book.
Rin lifted a brow. "So you want me to depend on… you?" Rin cautioned, making sure not to show just how shocked he was feeling upon hearing those words.
"Would that be so bad?" He asked. "We may not be friends or even companions. We may even hate each other, but having more people around to help wouldn't be so bad. It would also help Yukio get some rest."
Rin turned his back to the rub, lying down against it, his head looking at the blue tiles above him. "I guess." Rin chuckled. "I never took you for such a softie Suguro." Rin teased.
Suguro rolled his eyes and got up. "Call when your done, idiot." He said before leaving the bathroom.
Rin smiled, for the first time, feeling like things may be looking up, but the nightmare was still fresh on his brain. He knew he shouldn't let his shield down so easily, but this moment made him forget why he was even so guarded. He just felt like he used to and this gave him much more confidence. He just hopes it lasts longer than the friendship he had with them. With that fresh in his mind he got back to washing himself, a new smile on his face.