A/N: i have no excuse, really, for not getting to this aside from my general laziness and life... Once again, I don't own AnE, and am patiently waiting for chapters 96-98 to be posted online, because Yukio whyyyyyyyyy?

These are not proofread, aside from an initial glance from myself and the wonderful spellcheck of MSWord, but I hope you enjoy!

Seventh Moment

Really, Yukio should have expected this to happen after everything the last few weeks. Really he should have. The first sign was with the yarn – and oh Father in Heaven was that a disaster to untangle (with both twins forgetting the wonderful tool known as scissors) – and then the random grabs after scrunched up paper balls landing underneath the furniture (Why was Rin up at 1am anyways?) So why should he be so surprised at the sight before him now?

"Nii-san…" A very long and very loud sigh escaped his lips and he pinched the bridge of his nose to stave off a headache. "Why… are you…" The younger twin couldn't finish his question, too tired with his brothers' antics at this point.

"Hmm…? Oh, Yukio…" Rin looks up from his kneeling crouch by the wall, blue-black tail flicking low. "Didja say something?" Rin goes back to looking at… whatever it was in the wall. Kuro meows softly nearby, perched on the steps leading to the second floor.

"Never mind, nii-san. Just… remember to get your homework done for today, alright?" Yukio walked off, shaking his head as he headed off for a mission. He passed the drunken form of Shura in the hallway on his way out, can of beer already open in her hand.

"Ne… Scaredy-cat four-eyes… Have ya seen Rin?" The curvaceous, scantily-clad swordswoman drawls, blocking his way out. Yukio sighs once again, before pointing back the way he came.

"That way. And, don't quote me on this, Shura-san, but…" He trails off, which is something the woman picks up on instantly.

"And…? Whatcha got that makes ya lost for words, Scaredy?"

"I think Rin is chasing mice, now. Or rats. I'm not sure which." The male shakes his head, before pushing his way past Shura. He was running late for his assigned mission. "Kuro is with him by the stairs."

Shura watched Yukio leave, a shit-eating grin coming across her features as she took a sip of her booze. "Eeehhh…? Is that so? Hehehehe…" She chuckled to herself as she went for her prey; oh this was gonna be beautiful blackmail against her favourite pupil! (Read: torture toy)

Eighth Moment

Rin was off in his own little world – as per usual – not even noticing the glares coming from Suguro-kun's corner of the classroom, dreaming about something while he napped. Moriyama-san was seated beside the dozing half-demon (It's good that Sheimi-san made up with nii-san) and taking notes, notes that were probably given their own little nicknames as the frail girl usually did with the medicinal herbs exorcists used. And so, it was to be expected that the end of class bell would startle the sleeping boy awake.

As Rin started – and really, his brother showed an increasing amount of feline characteristics lately, what was he, a cat or demon? – there were snickers from the other cram students, save Konekomaru-kun. The diminutive boy was too afraid of the outed demon in their midst to say or do much of anything but hide behind his friends, really. Kamiki-san scoffed as she made her way out of class, seemingly unbothered by the loss of Paku-san after the Exwire exam in their dorms, while Takara-kun, silent as always unless his puppet told someone off, followed her shortly after.

Yukio could see it happen in slow motion; Moriyama-san packing her belongings as she chatted away at a slowly-waking Rin who was yawning loudly; Suguro-kun, followed by Shima-kun and Konekomaru-kun, headed for his brother's desk up front; the look of fear slowly spreading on Koneko-kun's face, and the look of apprehension on Shima-kun's.

There was a loud slam – Rin was definitely awake now – as Suguro leaned down to put his face close to Rin's. "What the… Hell do you think you're pulling, huh?" There was a look of confusion on his brother's face, nose scrunching up almost cutely.

"Haah…?"

"You. Class. Here!" The poor Kyoto boy was breathing heavily, anger and frustration clear as day. "What the hell are you doing in class, demon! Satan's son doesn't belong here!"

Rin blinked. And then blinked again.

And then he started to… laugh? What?

The action only seemed to enrage the taller male further, and Yukio made to intervene – why hadn't he done so already? "What's so funny, huh, Satan-spawn?"

"It's funny… because I already told you." Rin's snickers die down, Sheimi-san standing worriedly next to her friend, unsure of what to do. "I'm gonna become an exorcist and kill Satan." The elder Okamura twin leans back in his chair and crosses his arms, nodding as if that answered everything – which, in a sense, it did. Just, not to the Kyoto trio.

Really, his brother could be so…him, sometimes. Seriously, could he not see what his answer was doing to the high-strung Suguro? The situation, tense as it was, thankfully did not come to a head as the wonderful miracle (omen? Disaster? Drunken mess?) appearance of Shura Kirigakure happened. As in, the uncouth, loud, barely-clothed woman barged the door open, yelling loudly for Rin and how he was 'Late, and needed to get his lazy arse to the training hall now and ya owe me a couple beers to boot!' Really, now, did she need to be so loud?

Yukio pinched the bridge of his nose, a headache blossoming as his just-as-loud brother responded to Shura with just-as-loud words and his foot on the desk, completely ignoring Suguro and his friends, to which Suguro became more enraged at being ignored. Honestly, do people have no concept of indoor voices?

And it was only Monday…

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Yukio needed aspirin. Or a drink. Or a bullet to the head, he didn't care at this point.

Ninth Moment

It was raining once again, though not nearly as bad as the storm that had passed the academy a few weeks back. This time, however, two boys were not sitting comfortably inside their cozy dorms, but instead were outside, trying and failing to help deal with a broken trellis, of all things.

"Aah, Yuki-chan, Rin! Be careful!" Sheimi called to the two, kimono hem damp from where the rain caught her under the umbrella. "It's wet! Please, be careful!"

Rin grinned, face covered in mud – How did nii-san get dirty already? We haven't exactly rolled in the dirt… - as he heaved one side of the wooden trellis. "Aah, its ok, Sheimi. We got this! You just stay back, alright?" The girl nodded as Yukio and Rin heaved once more, finally getting the damnable thing upright once more. With a few grunts (and some demonic strength) they secured the supports back in place and watched as the trellis held before taking the tarps and covering them.

"Thank you, both of you… I was worried wouldn't be able to fix it again after what happened last time…" Sheimi apologized as a sad smile came across her face, remembering her grandmother's death. She shook her head and smiled up at the twins, before ushering for the three of them to go inside. "Please, come in and have some tea! It's the least I can do after all your help!"

Yukio nodded his thanks as Rin proclaimed his, both boys relieved at finally being out of the cold rain and inside where it was warm. The rain wasn't pouring down, exactly, however it was much colder than the usual summer rains that Japan got, and thus chilled the soaked exorcists to the bone, Rin's inner flame aside. (It would seem that even half-demons of fire could get cold after long periods in the freezing rain.)

Once the trio were settled – and Rin cleaned of mystery mud – Sheimi served tea and cookies, happy that her two friends had come all the way to her home to help with her garden. She was so lucky to have them as friends, and she actually thought that the way Rin snuggled under the blanket the she had pulled out for him and cradled his tea cup close was adorable. And could she hear purring…? And to think that she believed that Rin was evil! Well, him being a half-demon and Satan's son aside, that is. Really, what did it matter; Rin was Rin, and he would never hurt them! Why Suguro-kun and the others couldn't see that was beyond her!

While Sheimi was in her own thoughts, and Rin was snuggling for warmth – nii-san, you're purring again -Yukio went over all that had happened in the few short months since his brother's fateful awakening. First the death of their Father, and Rin's subsequent enrollment at True Cross, his declaration of becoming an exorcist and defeating Satan, meeting Kuro, the attacks by Neuhaus-sensei during the exwire exams, then the appearance of both Shura and Amaimon at Mepphy-Land, then his brother going berserk defending his fellow cram students against the Earth King during the summer camp and his ensuing trail – and let's not forget for a moment that Sir Arthur cut off Rin's foot! Oh, no, Rin was still grumbling about it even now! – really, a lot had happened since April. Shaking his head to dispel his thoughts, Yukio looked up in time to see Sheimi rubbing Rin's head, only for said boy to purr loudly and his tail to flick back and forth from under the blanket. "Nii-san, you're purring again. Please stop."

A delirious giggle was his reply, as Sheimi continued her petting. Really, all the scene needed was for his elder brother to grow a pair of cat ears and tie a bell collar around his neck, and it would be perfect; just like a young girl finding a little kitten astray in the rain and cuddling it after she brought it in to be fed and dried off…

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Yukio really needed to stop finding all these cat comparisons in his brother.

edited 02/25/2018 for errors