The Blue Night was an event sixteen years ago when Satan decided to kill holy men and exorcist around the world by attempting to possess their bodies. Many of the exorcist believed that Satan was trying to find a way to break free of Gehenna, but with no success. However, their belief was wrong, the true motive of the Blue Night was Satan's attempt to rescue Yuri Egin, his human lover, from being burned at the stake while carrying Satan's children in her womb. The only way to do so, was by trying to possess a human vessel, but due to his flames any host he decided to take was soon burned away into ashes. In the end, he was able to find a host strong enough to hold him for a few minutes to get the human free, but he soon burned away.
By the time any exorcist present, or the Vatican, had realized that the young female ex-exorcist had disappeared it was too late. Satan had already given her an escape route by using his flames to burn anyone in his path, and using his influence among the demons to let her pass through their territories. Because of this night, many lives were lost, the innocent and the wicked. In return, three lives were saved, a woman, who the demons would be able to call their Queen, and her unborn children who were then to be known as the young princess and prince of Gehenna.
Placing the book down under my pillow, I got up heading toward the kitchen downstairs preparing to say my farewells to the clergymen. It had been two days since the meeting with my brothers in Father Fujimoto's hospital room, and the day I was supposed to leave to true Cross Academy was here. Looking around I said goodbye to the room I had grown up in, the window overlooking the backyard where Yukio and I would spend our afternoons running around the sakura trees. The two twin beds with different colored comforters-royal blue for me and teal for Yukio, each with different stuffed toys from our childhood. I still had my little Mepphy doll and sidhe cat looked after with so much care, while Yukio had his stuffed bear and dog who he cared for himself. That was one thing we shared with each other, as much as we loved it when Fujimoto would help with laundry day, we took it upon ourselves to care for our stuffed toys. Picking them up, I carefully placed them in my carry-on bag before I even left the room with a sigh.
Leaving my room I found myself in the familiar hallway that held all of our family pictures, the first day Fujimoto brought us, the first christmas/birthday we had, all the way to Yukio and mines graduation from junior high. Looking back now I could easily see the changes from picture to picture starting at when I turned nine. In the pictures I saw myself slowly beginning to distance myself from the liars, or as they like to call themselves "protectors," but not too much that it seemed noticeable. Wow, I was such a sneak. My eyes and smile weren't as big as when I hanged out with Amai-nii or Sameal; instead, my smile looked natural with a hint of hesitation and force, just like how I always felt when I was around them. With a soft smile, I finally found myself on the top step of the staircase, I could hear the clergymen speaking with Yukio, congratulating him on becoming the class representative. By the time I was the last step, I stopped once I heard my name being mentioned.
"Yukio, I know that look, we all know that look. Who exactly are blaming here? Yourself, us, Father Fujimoto, Satan, or Rin?" Asked one of the clergymen, Izumi.
"I don't know Izumi-niisan.* There is apart of me that wants to put the blame on Rin, but I know she can't help it, she didn't even know about our heritage. The other part blames her for everything, from the first moment I could see demons to last night, I just don't know."
I looked down at the floorboards as I heard Yukio's answer, I knew it, I knew it since that silence we shared in the hospital room. I knew it from the moment I saw him in exorcist training, deep down he blamed me for who he is today. I could care less of the conversations he and Father Fujimoto had about finding better ways of protecting me. Silently moving up the twelve steps, I turned around and with loud trudging steps I made my way downstairs once again. Afterall, I'm not supposed to know that Yukio knows about me. I could hear them quite down, awaiting for me to enter the small kitchen.
At the last step I turned to the left to enter the doorway of the kitchen. Looking up I could see Maruta and Izumi sitting at the kitchen table while Seishiro, the new Chief of the Monastery, and Naoya leaning against the far wall.
"Sorry I couldn't make you guys breakfast. I overslept," I said with a groggy voice.
I could see the clergymen and Yukio looking at me with a soft smile plastered on each of their faces. How sickening.
"Don't worry Rin, you're allowed to sleep in every once in while, and after that incident you at least deserve some rest," replied Murata.
I smiled at the man as I took my usual seat when I saw Naoya preparing me a bowl of rice, and miso soup from the rice maker and stove pot.
"Thanks, Naoya."
He smiled at me as he placed the two bowls in front of me, "It's not as good as yours but I hope you enjoy Rin."
I gave the man an affirmative nod when I tried both dishes, rice was always easy to make as was miso. He sighed in relief as he saw the nod knowing he didn't mess up anything in preparing the meal.
"Nee-san," I looked up at Yukio when I heard him speak. "Faust-san will be arriving a little before noon, so I advise that you have everything packed up by then."
"Aww come on Yukio lighten up a little will you? I'll finish doing whatever I need to do before then, I promise," I replied with a small pout and smile at the end.
07:20, read the clock on the wall, yeah, I definitely had enough time to finish preparing the rest of my stuff. I could hear Yukio send me a soft sigh, signaling that he trusted me at least with getting my stuff in order. Finishing up the last of my breakfast, I quickly said thanks, and headed out to begin my to-do list.
By the time I had arrived from my errands it was already 09:40, meaning I had to get my belongings all tidied up and ready to go before my second older brother arrived. Walking through the ward protected entrance, I made my way inside the only physical home I've ever had. Looking around, I noticed that many of clergymen had probably begun to prepare for the noon service as they were nowhere to be seen. Shrugging, I climbed the stairs two at a time, as I walked past Fujimoto's room, I could hear movement coming from within. Edging closer I placed my ear against the door to try to find out who it was. From the weight of their steps, I could tell it was a male wearing light spring clothing; however, around their ankles it sounded much heavier. Sniffing the air I could smell the familiar scents of the other clergymen mixing in with Fujimoto's in the hallway. The smell from the room, even more familiar, after all how could I not know the scent of my younger brother? What the heck was he doing in there anyway? Pushing myself away from the bedroom door I silently made my way to the familiar door that belonged to me and Yukio. I smiled as I remembered the big fight we both had when we were trying to figure out what put on our door. Yukio wanted animals and nature, I wanted robots and characters from my favorite manga. In the end, Father Fujimoto decided on hanging a chalkboard on the plain white door so we could draw whatever we felt like.
Craning my neck to look back at the door I just walked away from, a thought crossed my mind at that very moment, I was never once allowed to enter Fujimoto's room. Was it because he had Vatican information stored in there? Or because he had books about exorcist and how they eradicate demons? Glaring at the door I had to remind myself that I wasn't supposed to know any of that anyways, after all Fujimoto just told me two and half days ago what my lineage was. I hated it, lying that is, but what's wrong in giving them the same treatment they have given me for over eight years now? Shaking my head, I didn't even care about the reason why Yukio was in there anyways. Maybe trying to find an answer on how to deal with this situation, or maybe Fujimoto's lesson notes for cram school. Honestly, I didn't care, and with that I walked inside the room I shared with my twin.
I glanced to my side of the room and seeing that nothing was disturbed since when I left this morning I walked over to it.
"Better get all the belongings my brothers have given me first," I mumbled to myself. Grabbing my usual blue backpack I began to stuff the books and other items that the eight kings of Gehenna have given me. A lux-lapis** from Luci, a book over poisonous bugs from Beel-nii, and the perfectly handcrafted swiss army knife from Iblis were just some of them. As I placed each in the bag, I quickly grabbed the book I placed under my pillow earlier that day and threw it inside just in time for Yukio to walk into the room.
"Nee-chan," he started. "I didn't hear you come home, where have you been?"
Giving a pause to what I was doing I answered, "Here and there, we don't know when we'll back, I wanted to give our town a once-over now that we'll be heading to True Cross. Sure we'll come to see the guys here, and visit the old man while he's in the hospital, but I don't think we'll be looking around town. That and I did last minute grocery shopping to help these guys survive meals without me cooking for them. I also set aside some recipes for them to use for their meals, hopefully they're not too complicated for these guys. Ah, I should tell them that the groceries will arrive tomorrow before noon because of all the things I ordered."
I could practically feel the proud smile that Yukio had plastered on that moley face of his as I told him all that. Knowing him he was probably thinking that I could be reliable at times of need.
"Nee-chan, you do care, look at how reliable you've become!" exclaimed my sibling. Knew it.
"Hey! I've always been reliable thank you very much, I just don't get to show it as much," I stated with a pout at the end. "Anyways, if you bring this up again I swear to you that you will not be eating anything I make for two weeks Yukio."
He chuckled at my statement and accepted the offer on the table. Grabbing his brown messenger bag that was on the foot of his bed, he began to walk back to the door.
"You sure you have everything Rin? I don't want us to have already arrived you not have something important," he said with slight concern.
"Unless you want to watch me get my womanly products in order then yes I have everything of utmost importance. Everything else like casual cloths have already been sent to True Cross yesterday."
He sighed as I heard him mumble something he thought was incoherent, "Why do you have such crude manners Rin?"
I was trained by former angels who currently have a grudge on their father's creator and don't give a damn about manners brother dear, why the heck would you even ask such a stupid question? Oh, right.
"Go ahead and make your way down, I'll be right behind you, geez Yukio it's only what? 10? Chill, I've got plenty of time."
"Yukio! Rin! Faust-san is here to pick you up!" yelled Izumi-nii.
"You were saying nee-san?"
Stupid Sammy and his need to use that stupid time power of his. Stupid Yukio for the "I-told-you-so" tone he just gave me. Both of them were probably even wearing their signature smirks, one more prominent than the other. I'm pretty sure I knew who I was going to be using as a punching bag in the next training exercise.
"Whatever," I mumbled, "tell them I'll be done in a minute."
And I was, one minute later, I stood with my shoulder bag and backpack in hand in front of the monastery saying goodbye to the men who have helped look after me all my life. With one final farewell, Yukio, Sam-Mephisto, and I climbed inside the annoying pink limo. Mephisto still never answered me why of all the colors he could have chosen for the limo why he chose pink, but right now I didn't care.
"Now let us head to my True Cross Academy!" exclaimed the clown to the driver. Giving him an annoyed look, I glanced at Yukio who was busy reading a medical book he just purchased. Was he always wearing his uniform? Where the heck was mine?! Damn you Mephisto.
The ride over to True Cross Academy was a silent one, with me and Mephisto occasionally munching on candies. As I began to drink a blueberry ramune, Yukio addressed me while he began to look for something in his inside pocket.
"Nee-san, how did you enter True Cross? I mean, you're not exactly great at studying, so an academic scholarship is a no go."
I could practically feel Mephisto's glare at Yukio and a silent snarl on his lips, but before I could come up with an answer he did.
"I was impressed by your sister's culinary skills, and thought that with the new home economics program opening, she would be a perfect candidate for a scholarship. The scholarship application is very easy to understand. The application process consists of 3 parts; a test, creating a six course meal, and making that meal for a panel of judges. There are six judges in total, one for each course meal: Hors d'oeuvres/appetizer, soup, fish, salad, main course, and dessert. If the scholarship applicant is able to impress this panel of judges and pass the comprehensive test with flying colors, they receive the scholarship."***
"Oh, was that what you were doing yesterday nee-san?"
"Yeah, it was kind of hard trying to impress six famous chefs who specialize in a specific course meal, but I did it!" I exclaimed.
"Who could say no to your wonderful dishes?"
I smiled as he mentioned that fact, "Woah! We're here!"
I looked out the window behind me as I saw the buildings of True Cross come into view, all forming one big building. No matter how many times I saw my brother's creation I was always in awe at its beauty. The way all the buildings came together and created a splendid view of the community and how the main center point was the academy and Mephisto's home at the top.
"Welcome you two to True Cross Academy. This is the Academy Town with all of our educational institutions, please study to your heart's content! Even though you two are still in the same year, due to your different scholarships you will be having different classes from one another. Yukio will be taken the general studies course, which revolves around a science, technical, engineering and math careers. While dear Rin will be taking the fine arts course, which is self explanatory, it revolves around music, art, drama, and home economics. I hope you two find your courses to your liking." explained Mephisto to us.****
Smiling at him I nodded in agreement and began wondering what my classes would be like.
"Oh, and Rin-chan," started my brother as the driver pulled up to the academy. "Here is your uniform."
"Why the heck didn't you give this to me before?!" I exclaimed at the clown. "Get out, I'm not changing in front of either of you."
As both of my brothers left the limo, I grabbed the bag from where Mephisto left it for me, and pulled out the girl's uniform. Seeing the pink skirt, and tan jacket I knew he had given me the default uniform. From what I gathered yesterday at the application process, each program had a different colored uniform when attending their classes; however, when it came to school assemblies and other official school things the default uniform was preferred. I sighed, but I knew that I would see my official fine arts uniform when classes started up next week, gosh, hope it was cool, if not Mephisto is so getting it.*****
Getting out of the limo with only the bow needing to be tied, I was about to grab my things when Mephisto stopped me.
"Don't worry about that, I'll have someone drop each of your belongings in your dorm room."
Nodding, I held the measly bow and began to tie it the way Fujimoto showed me when I first entered junior high.
"You've gotten better at that nee-san," I heard Yukio say.
Grinning at up at him I nodded my head, "By the way, what's got you all worked up?"
"Oh, I'm really nervous that's all."
"Yeah I can tell, but why?" even though I already knew, I still had to ask him or it wouldn't seem Rin-like.
"Um, I'm actually the freshmen class representative," he stated with a nervous tone of voice.
"So that paper you were reading on the ride here was your speech?"
"Yeah."
"Amazing! That's so cool! You'll do awesome, I just know it! You're so close in becoming a doc Yukio, and when you do you'll be out there saving people. I'm so proud of you little brother!"
I saw a blush beginning to grow on his cheeks at my statement, but it was true. As much as I resented both of Yukio and Shiro, the fact that Yukio would become a great doctor was not a lie. Knowing his capabilities and growing up with him, I knew that he great potential that will help him succeed in life. I was actually happy for my twin brother. Man, he was going to hate me when he finds out the truth, that's what makes things interesting after all.
My lesson: Playing stupid is a great way to hide someone's true potential.
*According to Izumi's wiki page he is like a big brother to both Yukio and Rin, especially since he is the closest one to their age.
**The literal translation of lux-lapis is light stone, yes this is a demon, but not a canon demon. If you have read/watched The Immortal Instruments/Shadowhunters, think of it as the witchlight. However, it works the same way as the Bariyon demon that is affiliated with Amaimon. The darker a place, the brighter it gets, or as bright as you want to go as long as you feed it blood.
***I got this off of this website: wiki/Full_course_dinner
****Um, I don't think this is a thing in the anime, but for the purpose of this story it is.
*****I like Rin in the boys uniform so I looked up the female version of it, so end of story.
I apologize for the one day delay, I really do, hope this makes up for it. By the way I apologize for the grammer and stuff, I honestly don't really pay attention to little important details like that. If it bothers any of you please feel free to comment about that too, I'm all ears to suggestions and corrections, one being a BETA.
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