Title: Hellspawn
Chapter: 34/34
Characters: Yukio, exo-team, Rin
Genre: angst, general, mystery(?)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, it's purely fan made for fun... or tears.
Warnings: No beta'd, etc. cursing, anime!ver, brocon, RinYukio, prolly ooc, unrequired love (?), sloooow buuurn.

Summary: ( Shura huffed at that, spitting to the side but walked closer towards Mephisto. She really didn't like where this was going but if that could help them even a tiny bit to keep hellspawns at bay, she'd do it. With sour expression she turned towards Kamiki and asked for a piece of paper which she got in an instant.)

A/N: Yes it is done. Not the best but I tried and it's all that matters. I really had fun with Rin&Yukio *winks * I think I gave them the end they deserve :3

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Sun-settling sky was slowly darkening, the world seemed to hold it's breath. Bright flashes of light were gone by now, little blue flame disappeared into the void. A ways away, down on earth in a centre of the storm laid unconscious form of Yukio Okumura unaware of his surroundings.

Just another fallen hero.

He all but was fallen though, drifting on and about. His brow scrutinized, fingers already twitching. Deep inside his own mind he kept on hearing the mocking voice, talking, taunting.

"Such useless vessel, such wicked mindset. We could've been perfect together, my son. It is not too late yet, that foolish brother of yours is trying to fight me, me of all things in creation..."

"I know how you despise him, I know everything."

"Hating to love..."

"You'd loved to end up that brother of yours once, how did that change, it's funny thing, really. Everything is about him now, love and hate future and past—maybe I should help you out in making up your mind, he is right here... terrified and yet not giving up in this hopeless struggle."

Grunting Yukio's eyes slid open with tremendous effort, pain splitting his skull from inside out, voice echoing within it. There was no time to lose however and he realised, his body was working overtime—tingling feeling surrounding his chest. With little struggle he finally was able to push back up towards his hands and knees. Even that tiny movements made him ache and incredibly shaky.

"Can you feel it? His fear?"

Like from deep within their father's voice echoed in his mind, alerting him to to his precarious situation. Breathlessly he looked around hoping to see his idiot of a twin, but he wasn't there. Chills ran down his spine upon that discovery.

"No, nononoonno—Nii-san, you idiot..."

"Oh, yes—he is here with me, that fool."

"NO!"

Shaking Yukio snapped, fists closed, staring at the disgusting void where his brother wandered off towards.

"Rin you idiot! Why you—!" he stopped himself, snapping close his mouth. Swirling storm of emotions made him sick. Suddenly old insecurities came back, the thought of being alone was almost paralysing. He felt weak, never good enough. To save anyone, not even himself.

"I will deal with you shortly, son. Just keep your head up watching."

Gritting his teeth in hopelessness all he could do was to let winds tear at his person, his locks wild in the air. Dark clouds were spreading slowly up above, thousands of hellspawns free to roam the earth. Weather was cold, it seemed like another rainstorm was approaching and very soon.

Puffs of breaths were escaping Yukio as he kept on shaking with emotions.

Growling under breath, cursing Rin he punched the ground with all strength he's had left in him. It wasn't much tough and he blinked dumbly from behind his cracked glasses. There was a thought at the back-burner that those hellspawns would come for him but he couldn't really care any more nor less.

All he knew was that Rin was up there with their father, alone.

He was stepping on fine ice already, red specks adored his eyes as it was—the more agitated he became the louder and clearer he could hear taunting voice of their father but if it meant he could save Rin—

Ominous boom filled the air and Yukio's head snapped upwards, his eyes wide and scared. The red was almost like a liquid flames in between teal depths. And he gasped at the view of their bond, that bright red ribbon floating around, swirling, stretching into the void. It was intact, it was still there—the cold that filled his soul though wasn't good, it was too eerie.

"Nii-san..." he whispered under breath, watching ribbon slowly dance in the air. "Come back—please."

Not even second later Yukio's vision filled up with a bright flash and familiar voices.

"Okumura-sensei! Okumura!"

Those voices, their team... they managed to get to him. But—Yukio couldn't make himself move, too far gone in his own mind. Yes, he knew they were there, the first two and soon others would join but—he couldn't.

With another flash, barrier sprung up to life.

"Okumura-sensei? Are you okay?"

"Where is the other one?"

Those questions were answered by silence.

"Woooo! We managed! We are still alive too!" jumped into fray another voice. So cheerful, so happy. It grated at Yukio's mood. "You guys should see Kamiki-san and her foxes, it was AMAZE—bois!"

Couple stopped somewhere by the other two occupants and moment of unnerving silence followed.

"Uh—where is Okumura?" asked Kamiki, looking at their sensei's back. Reply came in a form of a sad shake of head from Konekomaru. Gritting teeth she barely managed to whisper back. "Oh no—"

"That fuckin' idiot went ahead alone, like always" sneered Bon, tsking a bit. "All we can do is hope he will manage—otherwise..."

"O—owwie, this hurts."

"Moriyama-san! Shiemi-chan! You're alive and you did it! You managed to make Amaimon listen, atta girl! How was it—"

Moriyama who appeared with Amaimon by her side was squinting her eyes painfully, gripping at bloodied side. She was in pain however once she noticed lack of older Okumura and crumbled form of younger one all alarms rang inside hear head.

"Where is Rin?" was the first shaking question. "Where is he?"

Everyone looked over each other with grim expressions upon their faces. It was all she needed to 'know'. With slight struggle she dislodged herself from Amaimon who only shrugged it off-handely.

"Moriyama, you shouldn't—" spoke Kamiki looking at blonde but she only smiled in response.

"I will live, don't worry. It's just a scratch, Ni-chan patched me up already."

"B—but still, you're in pain" mentioned Konekomaru.

"And so is Yuki-chan" she barked back, a bit harder than she wanted and everyone blanched. "S—sorry, it's just—"

Shaking his head at that both Shima and Bon weaved it off. "Nothing to be sorry about. We're all worried about that idiot."

Nodding blonde smiled a bit. "Thanks."

"So can I go now or do you still need my help" piped in Amaimon, standing away. "I think it's done already."

Just as Moriyama opened her mouth Mephisto ported in, breathing heavily. The side of his chest and stomach was bubbling with dark black slime. That alerted everyone to him.

"Is he still up there?" Mephisto growled through pain.

Few seconds of silence followed and muted shakes of shoulders.

"Yes, he is" spoke finally for the first time Yukio. He seemed spellbound on his place on the ground, watching the ribbon flow through air. "Father says so."

Groaning Mephisto was half-expecting this kind of an answer. "Fair enough. What happened, Okumura-sensei? Why he went alone?"

Shaking head Yukio almost chuckled. "He wouldn't let me."

Cluck of tongue said more than enough, Mephisto wasn't happy with that. Before he could say anything more however he hissed with sudden pain and doubled over, thankfully Amaimon caught him just in time before he'd hit the ground.

"Pheles-san!" shouted Shiemi worried. "Ni-chan, please try to find something to help him out!" she added second later and small green-man jumped towards their principal.

Demon king chuckled. "I appreciate it Moriyama-san, I don't think he'll manage to heal the damage though."

Blonde sniffed under red nose. She herself looked just as badly beaten and hurt as the Demon King, not to mention others. Wherever one could look, would see tired faces, bloodied and scratched. Pieces of clothing missing or torn away, dirt all over them.

"Oh well, I still might have enough power to stop them from spreading before I go" mentioned lightly Mephisto after looking around faces. All of them resembled a grim reminder that this fight wasn't over yet. Not until Okumura would come back or die, either one.

Puffing his half-torn umbrella into existence, he swirled it saying his catchphrase and golden pentagram once again surrounded black hole.

Sighing, he puffed out the umbrella back to where it came from. "That should keep them at bay for some time, I wouldn't bet on it though. I am weakened. Better be ready to fight some more hellspawns, Exorcists" smirking he winked at all of them. "I need to rest for now—" he added afterwards jabbing Amaimon on his side. "You go and help Moriyama-chan, you're her familiar or did you forget already?" he snided.

Amaimon rolled his eyes. "Boooring."

"Well it might be, but it's a matter of to be or not to be. So get your ass into gear ya shmuck or no more sweets."

"Tche, fiiiiiine."

Shiemi chuckled sadly at that shaking her head as did Kamiki and couple others. It was almost funny to see how 'normal' was relationship between those two demons even though just before both were practically throwing threats at each other.

"What about you, Pheles-san?" asked Shiemi blinking slowly.

Mephisto smirked, hiding his face in the shadows. "I will be fine."

There was a frown thrown his way but no response just a nod. "Okay, I trust you."

Answered her chuckle to that. "You're too trusting, girl" and a sense of deja vu.

Before anything else could be said nonetheless a single white puff dropped onto Moriyama's nose. If only on hers though, everyone turned to the sky and fluffy snowflakes that started to slowly fall.

"It's snowing" said Shima catching few on his hand.

"And Okumura is still there" mentioned Bon irritated. "I can't stand it. The thought that we can't do anything—"

"We can hope" cut their friends tirade Kamiki holding her left arm, shaking with cold. "That's all we can do."

"Rin is strong, he can manage to close the gate and come back."

"If only—" joined in another voice, a tall busty Shura walked in but stopped by everyone. "What did I miss?" Looking around however she could already tell what. Nothing good. "By lookin at yer faces I can already tell it's nothin' good."

Kamiki nodded sombrely to that. "Okumura-kun went ahead alone."

Tsking Shura grit her teeth in suppressed ire. "He did what? That idiot! Where is scaredy-cat then?"

Sweatdropping little Konekomaru pointed ahead where Yukio was all fours on the ground.

Shura already made two steps ahead when Okumura gasped. His entire body went rigid, hands shaking. Blinking slowly Yukio felt as the connection between him and Rin was cut off.

"No" he said to no one in particular. Snowflakes sat upon his face, hair. "It can't be—"

Mephisto and Amaimon frowned.

Yukio's jaw trembled, his body shuddered with coldness. Because it couldn't be true, it couldn't mean that his twin—that Rin—that he is gone. Yet the more he stared into the sky the more sure he was of that phenomenon. The ribbon shone in the sunset bright pink like never before as it tediously started to crack like broken glass into mist. As beautiful as it was, as heartbreaking it was as well. Under all circumstances Yukio couldn't stop watching it, as their bond became nothing but a long distanced memory.

"It's gone—he's gone" he spoke under breath, not once blinking upon the view. "We lost him—I lost him."

There were frowns on all faces. A very loud unspoken question hanging above them.

"I guess this is it then, we lost" deadpanned Mephisto then, hissing and losing a grip on the pentagram for a while. "That's not how it was supposed to end."

"This is the first time I see the bond being erased" mentioned Amaimon looking somewhere ahead. "It's so pretty."

"Wait, what bond?" joined in Shima, confused.

Shura on the other hand gasped before she could stop herself. "No—oh, please, no—tell me yer jokin!" she directed that at Mephisto.

"Unfortunately, it did happen, just now."

"No! Rin, you fuckin' idiot!" Shura responded with shout towards sky.

"What bond?!"

Kamiki blanched upon realisation, she looked over at their sensei. "Rin and Yukio shared the bond? And it's gone? Oh, no... No, that's—!" she sniffed under nose, blinking away tears. "Rin is... dead?"

Shiemi frowned even more upon that, her heart was screaming bloody murder. Yet she only stepped towards their fallen sensei amidst snowfall. Something boomed in the sky again, rainbow colours flashed from beyond the gate. She didn't care much though, all she wanted to do was to hug Yukio and say everything would be okay.

She seen one Okumura crumble on her watch, she wasn't sure she'd manage to live through that again.

Thought that it was happening again was already too much.

Limping she got to Yukio and crouched before his face. He was looking at a place on his left finger unblinking, a silent storm. Softly she put her own hand over his and squeezed sniffing already. Tears were flowing out, no point in stopping them yet Yukio, he resembled a goddamn statue.

Not caring about anything she bit the bullet and hugged him for all she could. He sat back to that, seemingly empty.

"It's o—okay to c—cry Yukio" she whispered hugging him stronger. "It's okay, it will be okay!"

Yukio shook his head slightly. "No, nothing is okay. It wasn't okay for such long time... and now, he's gone."

"I know! I seen this happen before, I seen Rin crumble like a house of cards when you disappeared—I just I can't stand it, no more. Not again!" she mumbled into Yukio's neck shaking her head, crying. "I don't want history to repeat—I don't know if I will manage to live through that hell again. J—just let it go, you have a right to feel pain, be sad, feel love, please Yukio, don't cut us out."

Chuckling Yukio returned the embrace.

"It's fine, I am fine."

To that blonde shook before exploding. "No, you're not! You're not a machine, Yuki-chan. I know how hurt you must feel—"

"It's nothing, there's no point in crying now. He is gone, that's all."

"H—how can you? Yuki-chan?"

Yukio sighed. "There's nothing we can do now, we can't turn back time. All we can do is to get ready to fight, for the future."

Shaking little blonde dislodged herself from warm embrace and looked into tired face of Yukio. His eyes were red, tears swirling in the orbs but he tried so hard to keep his facade up, to not break up right there and then. One thing she noticed was that we was failing at it, badly.

With trembling lips she smiled as tears flowed freely.

"I understand" she spoke caressing lightly his cold cheek. "We still gotta fight, for us. For him."

That's when dame broke and Yukio blinked, tears freely flowing down his face. The pain in his eyes, the emotions so strong even she was taken aback. But he broke right there and then, face down pressed against her warm bosom as he bawled, shaking up.

"I don't want to be alone—
I can't—
I need him—
It hurts—
Why—"

Shiemi did the only reasonable thing she could then and embraced broken soul that belonged to Yukio Okumura whimpering under breath as she's done so. With shaking shoulders she bawled like a child, finding comfort in soft locks full of snowflakes.

All of this was witnessed by a team of future—no scratch that—by a team of Exorcists as the hell was starting to break loose. Mephisto crumbled to the ground at some point when everyone was mesmerised with exchange between two friends, silently weeping for their fallen one and very possibly their entire future.

Golden pentagram dimmed as hellspawns viciously tried to break free.

Shura was the first one to notice this shooting Mephisto a look.

"Oi, clown, what ye think yer doin—?" she snapped but stopped herself upon seeing the bad state their triumph card was in. "Will ye be okay—?"

Mephisto coughed, blood splaying his lips but grinned nonetheless. "Do I look like it, Kirigakure-san?"

"Oh, no—" joined in Kamiki, her face paling more with each second. "They are almost free, the barrier is breaking!"

As if furious Shura snapped. "How the fuck did you let them get to you anyway?!"

Konekomaru shuddered at such icy tone, Shima winced. Mephisto on the other hand looked as nonchalant as ever, even dying, smug half-smile on his face.

"Let's say—I was tricked."

"Like shit ye were, look at ye now" she growled under breath, taking a few steps towards fallen demon king. "The worst thing is we need ya—Is there something that might help ya? Anything?"

A moment of heartbeat passed.

"Yes, I might not be—comfortable enough with it—or anyone else that is—" he mentioned with tired exhale.

Gears worked inside Shura's mind before she noticed nodding Shiemi from a corner of her eye and something clicked. Girls wound looked very severe as it was, a lot of blood around it yet she seemed fine—like in the training grounds. Would it be possible that healing process was working the same for both sides? It was a wild guess, she was grasping at nothing—until she noticed torn hole in Amaimon's shirt, around same place as Moriyama's wound was.

"You talk about the bond, don't you?" she asked out straight, locking eyes with demon king. He smirked playfully. "Of course ye were talking about bond. So let get this right, upon linking souls you somehow leech life from the other side and vice verse, am I correct?"

"Shura-san!" cut in Shima. Kamiki also looked shocked.

"I know what I am getting into, kiddos. We need this bastard, and I don't like this any more than less."

Mephisto's brows shot up in mocking surprise. "Why, you think so highly of me, I had no idea, Shura-san."

She barked. "Once it is over the bond will cease to exist, do we understand."

Smirking, demon nodded. "As you command, tamer."

Shura huffed at that, spitting to the side but walked closer towards Mephisto. She really didn't like where this was going but if that could help them even a tiny bit to keep hellspawns at bay, she'd do it. With sour expression she turned towards Kamiki and asked for a piece of paper which she got in an instant.

"A—are you sure, Kirigakure-san?" asked Izumo, frowning. "He's demon king..."

Waving that off for now, Shura decided already. "If Moriyama-san can do it, so would I" she deadpanned turning around to face Mephisto. "Better let me summon ya ass back to living, clown."

Mephisto laughed and then gargled a bit. "Go a—ahead."

Without thinking twice Shura frowned with realisation of how bad was Mephisto but bit the bullet and used her still fresh and bleeding thigh wound to smear blood over piece of paper. Muttering under breath she felt the shift between them as something snapped into place. The rune shone and Mephisto disappeared in a blink.

Confused she barked under breath. "What the hell, clown?! Where did you went off to?!"

Thankfully a nearby chuckle answered her that and a tip of his tophat. "I am right here, my mistress."

Few sweatdrops later Shura grind her teeth in aggravation. "Very funny, clown. Yer still not look any better than before though, did it not work?! You lied?!"

Mephisto sighed before rolling nonchalantly his eyes, he ported right next to the red-haired tamer. "It only works in a case of full possession, I'd have to take control over your body dear Kirigakure-san."

For some reason that made Shura flush a bit before raving with bloody murder. She stopped only upon realisation what probably did happen between Moriyama and Amaimon. Yet even though they shared same wounds, Moriyama seemed all good and healthy – something that is not possible upon full possession.

Huge question marks flew in the air.

Blonde clearly felt the stare upon her person as she sniffled and raised her head to look towards exo-team. Yukio calmed down by then, clinging to the bodyheat of another person. The always strong and independent sensei looked so tiny, lost in embrace, like a little child clinging to mother's skirt.

Seconds passed, ideas sprung into life. Shura adamantly refused to let demon king take over her body which ended up with Mephisto dropping the pentagram when another wave of hellspawns hit it. There was panic on the field, barriers and Aries popping into life. Amaimon was send ahead as a first mean of defence, Kamiki's wounded foxes following in his steps.

It seemed the fight was inevitable.

After first wave approached and was dispatched by Amaimon, more was raining down upon them. The barrier kept on being struck over and over, Bon and Konekomaru however done their best keeping it up. Shima braced few of his own but ended up jumping into fray himself, Kamiki following shortly with her runes. Shura was already busy as it was, slashing and hacking every hellspawn that stood on their way.

Sad truth was however they were outnumbered.

They lacked the firepower.

And Yukio was catatonic.

"Get him back into fight, Moriyama-san! We need his help!" Shura finally snapped upon getting pushed back into barrier. "Scaredy-cat I know ye hear and see us, GET BACK INTO IT! WE NEED YOUR HELP"

Shiemi shook her friend at that. "She is right Yuki-chan, we need to get back there and fight. You're the best out all of us, we need your help. Please..."

Yukio blinked his teal eyes, tears smudged the dirt down his face, now dried. "Yes, we need to fight" he nodded to that, his resolve coming back, hidden certain spark behind his eyes.

Smiling blankly Shiemi also stood up, ready for everything. "Ni-chan, time to show them what even we can do." Small green man jumped in the air happily to that as she nodded once and ran ahead to breach the barrier.

Inhaling tiredly Yukio stood up, took weapon in hand and checked it once. It was time to fight, he could mourn later after all this would be over. Taking aim he shoot nearby hellspawns that tried to destroy their barrier while keeping eye on Mephisto who was crouching painfully between them.

"Koneko, time to change tactics" murmured Bon upon realising that most of their team was outside the guarding arie. "Will you be able to keep this up on your own? I will try offensive ones..."

Gulping Konekomaru nodded, sweat flowing down his chin. "I will manage, go ahead."

Smirking Bon nodded. "I will have your back if anything."

"Of course."

With one more nod, one of the barriers disappeared in a blink—pressuring the other Arie's user to groan at amount of hellfire put over him.

Yukio kept on shooting the targets, red danced in his eyes.

There was the thought at the back of his mind to use 'it' that it'd help them out tremendously but his father's mocking voice was still there, trying to talk him into becoming vessel. There was no way in Assiah he'd ever say yes to that, yet Satan prodded at his mind, a pin prick through his brain.

Their fight wasn't fair, they needed Mephisto to seal the gate... or contain it.

Frowning Yukio once again thought about the hellfire. He was the only one that could manage to close it and run for it, Rin tried that already but didn't manage. If only that stupid brother of his let him go along, nothing like this wouldn't happen. Yet there he was, down on Assiah with dying Mephisto on his side and every member of their exo-team risking their lives to minimize the damage.

Using his hellfire seemed like the only way to fight back against Satan, even if it meant he'd have to sacrifice himself in order to stop his father from destroying Assiah. With deep breaths he stopped, sweat poured down his forehead, he felt his healing factor working entire time, restoring broken cells. Toying with the thought of using hellfire he tried to pinpoint position of each one of their team.

Growling he already was breaching the thin line, his eyes became a bit more wild, ears and teeth a bit more pointy but before he completely let himself go Shura's sudden appearance stopped him in it. She was knocked back with unseen force and that found her sprawled next to Mephsito.

"Ye, clown" she barked, annoyed. "How does that shit work exactly? The possession, the half-one?" she asked quickly, eyeing something invisible that was coming their way.

Mephisto chuckled. "What, now you're interested?"

She glared, hard. "Actually... Fuck it—do it!"

Answered her tsk and a wide wolfish smirk. "Your wish is my command" and with those words Mephisto's eyes rolled back into his head, body slumped.

Shura gasped at sudden feeling, prodding inside her head and she screeched. "F—fuck this hurts! My e—eyes, head?!"

Yukio stared at woman trashing wildly for a few seconds as she spewed every curse she's known until she stopped. Her chest was heaving and hand was twitching, her sudden silence was dangerous, just like her squint eyes once she raised her head.

"So that's how it feels, huh? So much power, I can feel it under my skin" she murmured. "Mephisto, I let you take reigns for awhile, get healed and seal the godforbidden gate."

With a nod to herself Shura stood up, blinked and her expression changed into one of amusement. "Of course I will, this vessel seems so much more powerful than the other one. Maybe because of those milkers" added, squeezing one of the breasts. There was a twitch of the hand as it's purposeful owner tried to take back control.

"Fine, Kirigakure-san, we will have fun later. Now though, onwards to the battle!" Shura snided under breath smiling and shot into air, disappearing between hellspawns.

Yukio gulped at weird spectacle he just fell a victim to. Whatever happened it was the first time he's seen something like this. Inner scholar within him demanded answers as strange as they might be. In another minute familiar golden pantagram shone over the gate, once again keeping hellspawns at bay.

With this they had an actual chance to win. All they needed was a person to go up there, all they needed was him.

Sighing he looked around the battlefield. He believed that their team was through so much already they would easily manage on their own. That left only one thing for him to do—

Annoying boom covered the area, it's echo following for miles. Snapping their heads, everyone noticed sudden rainbow colours filling up the void before they burst outside like snowflakes.

"What is going on?"

"What—?"

"What's happening?!"

The gate seemed to wail in agony however was that possible they never knew but it started to close up, reverting it's size abruptly. Hellspawns trapped behind pentagram were being sucked back inside beside one smog of thing that seemed to been spat back and speeding towards ground.

Yukio's heartbeat speed up as he tried to notice what's that thing set dead into crash course but surprisingly Konekomaru beat him to it.

"IT'S RIN! HE'S DONE IT, HE'S ALIVE!"

"Wait, what?" Yukio turned around wildly, eyeing his friend and student. "You're sure it's him?"

Konekomaru nodded. "Yes, it's him!"

Turning right back Yukio sweatdropped. "But how? The bond is gone—?"

"He's not stopping though" mentioned Shura from somewhere above them, she was concentrating a lot. Apparently she wasn't immune to the void powers as it was closing down. "I can't reach him in time, he's gonna crash..."

Shiemi screeched from somewhere ahead as she fell down. "Amaimon, help Rin!"

Amaimon shook his head. "I can't when you're in danger, girl."

She huffed. "I command you—to!"

Amaimon tsked at that triumphantly, looming over her. "It's not working on me anymore, tough luck."

She paled. "What do you mean, why?!"

He clicked his tongue at that. "Oh I don't know, maybe because I took full possession of your body?"

Shaking his head Yukio was sweating, watching how hellspawns were being sucked back into Gehenna, even those low on the Assiah weren't saved from that fate. Everyone from their team took refuge behind Aries by then, Bon brought his barrier up as did Shima. The power behind that was enormous. Yet Rin's body was speeding up into ground and fast, too fast. He was going to crash.

Gritting his teeth in anger, Yukio snapped. His hellfire burst around, shocking everyone to the boot. Taunting voice of his father reverberated in his skull, trying to grasp last means of connections before the Gate would close but he only grit his teeth stronger, the blue fire shaping butterfly wings on his back.

No, he wasn't going to let Satan posses him, not this time. And as the Gate kept on closing down, Yukio shot out like a bullet towards speeding Rin. Hellspawns were burned on his way, the butterfly wings transforming into different shape. Sweat was pouring down him like a waterfall, the speed which which Rin was speeding down was too great, he was gonna crash.

Trying his best at manoeuvring the flames Yukio burst another wave of hellfire to boost himself a bit more. Tears were flowing outta his eyes, air pressure was crushing his lungs and everything burned, he burned. World ceased to exists, there was only him and his brother. A reach of hand towards unconscious Rin and—

Everything went dark.

Groaning, he slid his eyes open. He must've passed out upon reaching his twin, was his first thought but the thing was, he couldn't see Rin anywhere. And everything was so quiet, just snow and wind brushing around him. He was filled with a very bad, eerie feeling upon looking around. Only after getting on all fours Yukio managed to pinpoint his brother's body.

Rin was laying some way away from him, still unconscious... the scary thing was however how bloody his head seemed. Guts were swirling inside Yukio with each tired, painful limp towards his twin. There was so much blood, he could barely see his face. Yet he gulped the bile down slumping next to Rin and took him into his arms.

He felt so very cold.

"Nii-san? Nii-san!" he said thought gritted teeth, shaking his twin. "Open you eyes, open goddamn eyes!"

On instinct younger Okumura remembered how non-existant was their bond now and without thinking he pressed his ear towards Rin's chest.

It was painfully silent.

Yukio felt as his fingers and lips trembled, how he caressed and hugged his twin. There was no heartbeat present, there was no bond present, all odds were against him. There was no smirk thrown his way nor a whip of that annoying tail.

It was all too gone.

Shaking, Yukio took Rin's face between his palms and glared, hard. He wanted to hate him so much for what he's done but ended up shaking his head in defeat. Misty eyed he brushed blue hair off the closed eyelids and pressed his forehead to cold lips.

"You idiot—you stupid—so, so stupid—idiot—" he murmured under breath.

Tears dropped and sniff followed. It was it, the end. Rin was dead.

Rin was dead.

Yet a sudden hand on top of his hair and slight caress took him unawares. Yukio gasped, wide-eyed. When he moved a little bit back he's seen a very well known smirk and a whip of a tail upon his arse.

"Hey you—" said Rin not stopping to caress the brown locks. "It's good to be back."

Yukio was stupefied, it wasn't possible—he must've been hallucinating. But even if he was, it was too good to miss. Without thinking he latched onto that smirking mouth of his twin and kissed the life outta him. He felt Rin's surprise as he stiffened under sudden assault but after few seconds he eased right back into the kiss.

"So you made your mind, huh?" mentioned Rin nonchalantly when they dislodged. His tail whipped stronger at his twins arse.

Yukio flushed all the way to his neck. "I am just happy you're alive."

Chuckling Rin winked. "Of course, I told you I will see everyone later, didn't I?"

At that Yukio sneered. "You knocked me out cold. Nii-san!"

Trying to play it off Rin shrugged a bit. He scratched on his chin. "Well, yeah, about that—I'm sorry!"

"Right you are, you ass" barked back Yukio, glaring. "And with my own move too" he added afterwards, shaking head in displease.

Before he could stop himself Rin laughed. "I learn things, no matter what you think. I am not that bad. Besides, where is everyone?"

As if reminded of the situation they were in Yukio dropped Rin to the ground which was answered with a painful groan and 'what for?'. Scrambling up he put a hand for his twin to take which Rin did accept gladly, together they slowly limped towards small specks that were their running friends.

"Before we will reach them, Nii-san they knew about the bond" mentioned Yukio, pink raising in his cheeks.

At first Rin blanched but then smirked seeing his twins reaction to even mention of it. "So that makes us official?" he asked nonchalantly and Yukio sputtered for few seconds.

After calming down he sighed. "I don't know yet, Nii-san. It's quite disturbing thing to make official."

Rin frowned to that, rolling his eyes around. "They will know anyway, you still expect the lil' one, aren't you? Who's you're gonna say she is?"

His twins face burned at that and he tried to mask it with a cough, a very coerced one. "She?"

At that it was Rin's turn to cough. "I have a feeling..."

Yukio smiled and shook his head and Rin followed in his steps.

"It's all ahead before us, we can't say what's gonna happen."

"True. We can try to make the best out of it though."

Limping ahead wearily, smiling, they were reaching the new life that was waiting for them.

Their team was already closing onto them, beamish Shiemi with Shima just behind her. Mephisto was surprisingly being helped up by Shura herself and Kamiki was already having conversation with Konekomaru and Bon. All seemed to end well, the Gate was closed, hellspawns gone—at least for now.

It was a new beginning for all of them. But was it really?

Now, for that question only Time himself could know an answer to.

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"It's time to say goodbye, but I think goodbyes are sad and I'd much rather say hello. Hello to a new adventure."

—Ernie Harwell

The end.

Hellspawn

fa[D]ing into dust

Thank you for reading.

*no.13