Title: Hellspawn
Chapter: 9/?
Characters: Rin, Yukio,
Genre: Fluff, some-angst, (insert genre here)
Summary: "Not that the day after found both of them sprawled next to each other under kotatsu, half-disrobed but he didn't really know how did that happen."
Disclaimer: I own nothing, it's purely fan made for fun... or tears.
Warnings: No beta'd, etc. cursing, anime!ver, brocon, start RinYuki.

A/N: Ohayo! I'm still alive and kickin'. I just got into different fandoms that's all (*shakes fist* damn you tumblr). So guys have a short, low-quality, but sweet chapter with Rin & Yukio. I want to thank all my readers and reviewers! You make me want to write more, knowing that there's more Rin/Yukio shippers. Hopefully we'll see each other on the next chappie. Stay strong and kawaii, ja nee!

"It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important."
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince.

How did this happen? How in the never-ending world did he found yet another obsession to maul over in his thick skull, how? The question persisted in his mind, while he watched from a corner of his eyes his younger twin.

With a silent groan, Rin gritted his teeth in irritation as he happened to do a lot lately. Really, it was a miracle that his teeth didn't break and fall out with the consistency in which he actually repeated such action.

Well, speaking the truth only he was to blame for his tiny fascination because if not of his -own!- genius idea, he wouldn't ever had such problem in the first place. Yet he had and quite interesting one at that. Because no matter where Yukio made his appearance, his eyes automatically followed him – his every move and swept of his long brown tail which was very much alike his but at the same time so different.

Gulping noncomically, he felt a sweat on his forehead and swept it off with back of his hand. Unfortunately that didn't help him much as his irises almost instantly gazed back at his silently sitting twin; who's been leaning over borrowed school notes.

Yukio's posture didn't change much in the past few days -not even a week yet- and he still looked like some sandwich would do him good, but after their "great" tea ceremony with Mephisto he finally gathered all the courage he had and stepped up to the game as Okumura-sensei.

Not that the day after found both of them sprawled next to each other under kotatsu, half-disrobed but he didn't really know how did that happen. It was probably Mephisto's stupid idea to screw with them to entertain himself, that sick moe-bastard.

Ekhm.

Going back to the topic at hand, the day after – when both of them came to their senses and Yukio even dared to slightly blush (which was very rare) over their sleeping arrangement – he figured it was his chance to show Yukio that he is the older brother and that he is capable of taking care of another person.

However even now he could clearly see in his mind's eye Yukio's sceptic facial expression when he faced him with his first exercise in his demons training which was – as he figured, baby steps were the best for Yukio – showing his weakness, his tail.

And so in the end, after long half-assed explanation and Yukio's helpless shake of head, he acknowledged his first exercise with a mournful quirk of his lips. So, after all that – he was now caught up with this new fascination of his which was observing Yukio and his long tail. Unlike his own tail, that kept on swaying and swashing and curling and doing things over and over again – which he didn't intend to do, mostly – Yukio's was representing the complete opposite, and that's what he found the most interesting in it.

Briefly he thought about scrambling from his place and pulling on his twins tail but he resigned from that idea upon realising the consequences of those actions he'd need to bare with afterwards.

Still, it didn't simmer an ounce of the fire that he was burning with in curiosity towards his brother's tail. That's how he found himself lying back-on-bed, hands curled around one of his old mangas but constantly glancing at his twin's profile.

He felt so irritated that he felt like going to sleep and never getting up. At first there was his fascination with Yukio's disappearance, then his imprisoning and now... Now not only he thought (briefly!) that he was cute but found out that he actually managed to spot the bond they shared (whatever bond it was) and more often he'd catch a whiff of that strange yet hypnotizing scent which must've been oozing off Yukio every time he passed by.

All in all, his mind and body where conspiring against him, making him feel something strange – something he shouldn't even thought about feeling, not to mention he kind of relished in it – almost always following Yukio. Was he becoming overprotective? Well, shit. It'd happen one way or another, he wasn't going to lose Yukio any time soon, damned the consequences.

"How long are you going to stare at me, nii-san? You're kind of distracting me, crumbling your manga pages like that."

Rin's heart stopped for a second, before it pumped twice as fast. He was just so lost in his thoughts he didn't realise he was staring at that one precise point on Yukio's body, slightly above his behind. His ears and cheeks flared bright red, not even really knowing why and he jumped to his feet, throwing manga onto bed, his tail flailing in eights.

"H-how's your training Yukio?" he managed – or rather spluttered – trying hard to conceal his burning face, good thing that he turned his back on his twin. "Feeling good with your tail free like this, ain't?"

There was a moment of silence and then a long sigh.

"What's the purpose of this exercise again?" asked Yukio, his voice somehow agitated. Rin would bet he was scowling silently at him right now. "Because I don't really need it. I have all the control over it unlike certain person that don't."

Now that stung and Rin wasn't going to let it slip by. "It's not about control" he fumed, rounding at his sitting twin – whose tail swapped softly the ground once, twice in smooth moves. "It's about feeling, that's what I want you to learn."

Upon those words Yukio glanced back at him, his eyes slowly trailing down his persona until they stopped at his overly-moving tail. "Really."

"W-well..." he gulped, Yukio kept staring at his tail. "Yes."

"And what should I be feeling then, nii-san?"

Yukio's tail stopped still. Rin hadn't any idea what to say to that 'cause what was the real purpose of this stupid exercise. He didn't thought this through at all.

"Because I keep on coming into conclusion that you wanted me to let it free just to feed up your own curiosity. Well, I know it's difficult to think that I'd become something like... this, but I did. I did (~it for you) and there's no turning back for me. If you wanted to make sure I am a demon you could just have asked me, no reason to pulling the tails out so to speak."

In his short monologue Yukio hid face behind his glasses, only two spots staring back at Rin. He on the other hand was surprised but didn't know if in a good-meaning of that word. Yukio still seemed to have problems in accepting himself as for who he was – or rather what he was and he knew that feeling all too well. Years back when it happened to him, he was alone, didn't know anybody who could help him find himself, he haven't got a mentor nor anybody who was in the same boat as he was.

Now, to the irony of the entire world - he, Okumura Rin could help his own twin in coming to peace with a thought that he's not human anymore.

Yukio must've been confused. Not really a human but not a demon either. Even though they had demonic blood in their veins, there was still that gray zone in where both of them belonged in from the day of their awakenings. Putting once again his big-brother shoes on, Rin smiled and stepped closer to his twin, then without any warning he smacked his head upside-down.

"Stop whining, Yukio" he said, keeping his voice as-professional as he could. "You grew out of it ten years ago. So yeah, we're not human nor demon but we're still us" he added and then leaned over his brother's prone form. Yukio didn't put his head up, completely submissing to his new teacher and brother nonetheless and Rin frowned upon Yukio's reaction. That strange scent once again filled the air; smell of wood and honey as strange as it was. "We can't change what we've became but we still can choose what we want to be in the future. Nobody's going to take that from us, eh? So cheer up!" he spoke and put hands over Yukio's shoulders and only upon that motion his twin responded with finally looking upwards.

The face he had, Rin couldn't laugh but Yukio's face was twisted between furry, sadness, gratefulness and... something he never saw before, something that pierced him through. Yukio's eyes were sharp and staring at his own motionlessly, as if calculating something. Then that second was over and Yukio blinked, face turning and pushing his glasses up.

"Ne, so stop being such worrywart. What will happen, will happen" he said with a happy note to his voice. He continued to pat Yukio's shoulders and then straightened back, proudly and happily that the strange dark aura around Yukio disappeared. "Just trust me, Yukio. All will be fine in time, you'll see."

Yukio actually groaned silently and shook his head slightly. "How can you be so sure? You've seen... you've... I couldn't control him. It happened twice now, who knows what'll happen the next time he shows up. The next time I might hurt you..."

Rin frowned towards his brother's head. It was strange to look at him from above. In that moment he realised that it was really happening, he was the one that was helping and not the other way around. How the tables have turned, even if just for awhile.

"Next time..." he started and then paused, thinking something through. "Next time... You will not let him get a grip on you" he ended, smiling softly. He wanted to believe in his own words, he really did. "Don't you think that your possession might've been connected to the fact that you're not ready to accept the fact that you're a half-demon? I think it might just be it! Think about it Yukio..." he explained, suddenly feeling the rush of adrenaline about cracking one of many mysteries. "Twice. You've been possessed by him twice! The first time it happened I've been unconscious so why not take me instead?"

Now it was time for Yukio to frown. "He said I've been ready before you. It means..."

"It means nothing!" suddenly jerked in Rin, he didn't want anymore of this crap. "It means that you've been scared shitless about becoming true demon. Shura told me about the tests you've been taking before all of that shit hit the fan." Yukio's head jerked upwards, clearly shocked and even maybe slightly terrified that his secret was out in the open. "I know about it, I don't really blame you though. I'd probably do the same thing... My point is, Yukio you're not alone and you don't have to be scared of what you've became. I'm here with you, we're in the same boat."

"Nii-san..."

He smiled at his twin and mustered all his courage to ruffle Yukio's hair. "It's okay to try to fight it but in the end everything would be easier if you didn't. Don't do the same mistakes I did, I've almost let my demon side take over me more than once, I've even almost burned Shiemi."

"There's just one problem. I am not you."

Rin gasped taken aghast. "Of course you're not. I was just giving you an example, didn't I?" he continued, putting his hands on hips, stern look over his face. Yukio on the other hand tried to calm his wild hair but after few tries stopped and pushed his glasses up instead. "You wanted an explanation why I want you to walk around with your tail out and so there is my answer; I want you to show your emotions through it Yukio, it might help in uniting the human and demon that's inside you."

Yukio harrumphed under his nose and his eyebrow twitched. Was he being nervous now of the all times? "In truth, I don't- I don't know how?"

"Huh?" Rin blinked, dumbfounded. "What do you mean? Just let it do whatever it wants, look at me!" he added and motioned towards his tail which -to their surprise- was nowhere to be seen. Only after closer look they realised that Rin's tail somehow waved it's way with Yukio's brown one. There was a long, stretching minute of a pregnant silence after that discovery and two pairs of eyes staring at the strange motions both tails seemed to be doing. "Umm, I didn't even know..."

"Well" Yukio coughed into his fist, breaking the charm of their intertwined tails. "There goes your first lesson, Okumura-sensei."

Rin fumed inwardly, no matter what Yukio always could shoot him down. "That's good, at least your tail is doing something, baby steps."

"I am not a baby you need to take care of, nii-san" retaliated instantly Yukio, his glasses flashing but he turned back to the school notes nonetheless. "I can take care of myself."

"Sure you can" snipped in an answer Rin, and then smiled devilishly towards his twin. He had a perfect excuse to use his secret weapon and without thinking he leaned over and grabbed brown appendage. As expected, after crushing it between his fingers, Yukio jumped from his chair and he believed he stayed in mid-air for a few seconds as well.

"What was that for?!" growled angrily Yukio, turning at Rin with tears in the corners of his eyes. The tail slipping from between Rin's fingers, now swashing behind him and even twitching at the end.

Rin pointed towards it with a stupid smile on his face. "Look Yukio, it worked!"

His twin's face darkened, glasses flashed. "And what was that supposed to do?"

Rin didn't even think about stopping smiling. "Your tail, four-eyes."

Yukio with his eyebrow still twitching glanced at his tail and there was a clear surprise on his face. His tail kept on swaying and twitching like some kind of serpent. It never did that before. "My tail?"

Rin laughed out loud then. "It was just a test if your tail is as sensitive as mine is. Guess I was right."

Upon that Yukio sighed and willed his tail to fall into his open hand. He stroked it and then let it fall back. "Well, it's obvious, nii-san. Every animal's tail is sensitive, and like you said we're not human anymore so it's natural that when one grabs your tail it hurts."

Rin's smile morphed into devious smirk, his eyes shone. "Now you know how I felt all those times you pulled on mine, four-eyes. It didn't tickle at all."

Yukio blenched some when realisation hit him in the face. "Nii-san, I- I'm sorry. I didn't know."

Rin however shrugged it off with a wave of his hand. "Yeah, 'fcourse not, how could you know. Well, it's all water under a bridge. Just don't pull on my tail again."

At that Yukio only sighed and then scratched his chin. "Then how I'll be able to make you listen to me?"

"Well... Say something for once?" Rin replied with a snark. "Just say 'hey, wait, I need you to listen to me'? It couldn't be that hard."

"It wouldn't if you'd actually listen."

Rin frowned and then once again shrugged the comment off. "Yeah, whatever. I'm going to make a dinner, have something on mind?" he said as he started towards the doors.

"What do you think about some Hayashi rice?"

He stopped with a hand on the handle and glanced back at his twin. Smirk slowly once again slipped on his face. "Western cuisine, hm? Can do" he said after all and pressed the handle. "I'll send Kuro when it will be ready" he threw over his shoulder when he stepped out and doors silently clicked into place.