Ki Master

Chapter 6

Author Notes: And we're back. I gotta say, i never realized how long this quote on quote intro of the series would be. Of course this series is going to be another long one. What else is new in my life!

And so long as I don't lose my mind it should be fun~ At the very least i'm glad with the way it's going so far. And i'm so happy to see that I'm not the only one lol. I do not own Blue Exorcist.

3rd P.O.V

The sun was just peaking over when Shiro heard a knock on the door. Extinguishing his cigarette, the older man takes a glance at the clock. "Not bad." His new potential chef was here right on time. Actually he was a few minutes early.

And when the priest opened the door, he couldn't help but grin. Rin was doing everything in his power to impress. A properly done suit(albeit it looks a bit big on the kid) combed hair, and a nervous, but determined gaze.

"Color me impressed. Come on in Rin." Not trusting his voice, the fifteen year old steps through the heavy doors. "Mass is in about an hour. I went and bought all of the ingredients already, so I need you to get your butt in the kitchen to whip up as many pancakes, sausages, and scrambled eggs as possible."

The boy mentioned pauses in his steps, surprised. "Can you do it?" When he showed up he expected an interview, or or something! "Uh yeah." He really could've done without having to wear the tux..."Then get in there. I'm counting on you." With that he's shoved into said kitchen.

Falling face first. "Ow dammit." Rubbing his nose with a scowl he stands up, already hating today. "Time to get to work I guess." Removing his jacket, he strips his tie before rolling up his sleeves. Taking note of the huge amounts of ingredients that needed to get separated before washing his hands.

He really wasn't in a good mood this morning. In general he hasn't been too happy since his late night talk with his mother. As she predicted, he didn't take the news well, and now thinking back on it he winces at how badly he reacted.

"Why the hell does he want me to go to school? And of all of them why that one?! Isn't it some sort of fancy, private, privilege place?" He was standing up at this point, furious. Prince of hell or not, no dirtbag barges in and practically threatens his mom!

Ming Xia sighed, fully expecting this sort of response, but again, she didn't want to make secrets, knowing it would only make things worse. "He's the owner and headmaster of it. On top of it being one of the best schools in the country, it also has an exorcist cram session program."

Blue flames were puffing through his nostrils. "So what? He wants to train me?! Risk both of our lives so he can either throw me to the Order or use me? Hell NO!" His flames were now dancing across his fingers.

It was only a matter of time before he engulfed himself(and their house) in a blaze of azure. Flicking her fingers, the blue inferno surrounding her child is snuffed out, as if it was never there. And it was then Rin realized what happened and looked away.

Hiding his guilt and shame. "Sorry ma." She shook her head. "Don't. Trust me I'm furious about this. Especially what he wants me to teach his little exorcist class..." Snapping his head back to meet her gaze, she's able to clearly see his confusion and still justly deserved anger.

"You? Teach what? You don't have a degree in that field or anything right?" He sees her mouth twist and twitch. "He wants me to teach them Ki Manipulation Theory and actually put it to practice...The bastard."

"Hey what's burning!?" Jolted out of his memories, Rin curses as his most recent pancake shriveled and charred. "Shit!" Immediately he tosses it before getting back into the zone, adding a fresh batter.

Yukio rubs his eyes, readjusting his glasses as he marvels at all the food already made. He had been upstairs getting ready for Mass when Father Fujimoto let Rin in, but he had heard the boisterous laughter and instructions his adopted father gave his friend. And could only offer his condolences.

He knew Rin would be put to work...but he never expected this! "These are for the people after the session ya?" Plate after plate was laid about with the three breakfast choices on each. This was the only way to explain why he was asked to make so much with a time limit set.

"Yeah. A lot of the people who come in are from poor families who are barely getting by. So Father Fujimoto likes to do a little buffet for those interested or hungry." Rin didn't turn away from his task but he did nod in understanding.

Sure he and his mom were getting by, but it wasn't easy, especially when he was younger and getting into fights in school. The moment he was tall and able, he started helping her with chores against her wishes. It wasn't like he had any friends to play with anyways.

Once more the delectable aroma filled the room as Yukio, maintaining his self control(for now) went into the fridge for the bulks of butter baskets and cabinets full of maple syrup. "I'm going to start setting up the tables outside. When I finish, I'm going to start grabbing the plates."

He waited a moment, then two, turning only when he didn't get a response. "Uh Rin?" The boy in question hummed. "Oh yeah. Sounds good. I'm almost done anyways, so i'll help after this." It's only been a day since they met, but Yukio could tell outright that something was wrong.

However he didn't have time to do an interrogation. Time was ticking by, and he had to get the tables set. But if he had to take a gander, Rin's distraction probably had to do with the phone call he got the night before.

It clearly involved the teens mother. Yukio had just some snippets, but he could paint a rather decent picture of the situation Rin was in. Still he didn't want to make conclusions without talking to the boy.

And even then he wasn't sure if he should even cross that line. A frown came to the brunette's face as he went about organizing the utensils, butter, syrup and napkins. He had just met Rin yesterday, why was he being so informal...so clingy?

Usually it takes months of conversation and interaction for Yukio to really feel comfortable around friends or trust them. But for whatever reason, Rin was easily shattering any caution Yukio had. It was absolutely bizarre.

His first thought automatically went to possible demons that could affect his emotions or break down his guard. But he immediately dismissed it. The teen didn't have any sort of demonic aura, and it didn't look like he was possessed either. Still...what made Rin feel so important to Yukio?

"Something on your mind? Not like you to space out Mr. Egin~" Snapping his head up he's face to face with the grinning gentleman of True Cross Academy. "Sir Pheles!? I wasn't informed you were coming."

The demon gave a small bow, removing his top head and everything. "I decided to stop by and visit since I was in the area anyway on another errand. Plus I heard that you've decided to accept my offer to join the academy. Wonderful~" He was in a good mood.

Yukio smiled, but kept his guard up. When the headmaster was sincerely happy, that meant he was up to no good. Having heard one too many stories from his adopted father about the mischievous man.

"So what's for breakfast? I must say I'm absolutely famished~" Sitting down, Mephesto makes himself comfortable, giving the exorcist in training an easy going smile. Acting as if he had all the time in the world. Which considering who he is...he most certainly did.

To be continued

Author Notes: Alrighty we're stopping here. Craps about to go down. For the record I made it so Yukio isn't a teacher nor a high level exorcist in this story. Since he didn't have a protective older brother to admire and push him to do better.

However because of the fact that they were still born twins but separated, Yukio still sees demons, so he was being trained to combat them. So just some tidbits for you to know.