I don't own Trinity Blood, Sunao Yoshida and Kiyo Kyujo own it. :)
This fanfic is rated M for language, MxM relationships, and possible sexuality in future chapters.
Chapter 5
Torian nervously took Abel's hand. He didn't know what to expect and he hated that more than anything.
"Mama!" Triana cried happily, running toward him as they stepped into the classroom.
"How was your first day at school, babygirl?" Devi asked, scooping her up into his arms.
"Mama, I want to go home," she pouted.
"I'm sure that you're aware that there are other methods to teach your children that don't involve unleashing them into the general populations. There should be some schools in hell, right?" One of the vampires asked as he scooped up his little boy.
"Look at her, she's just a little girl. What's wrong with her going to school with vampires and whatever else is here?" Torian growled, glaring at the man.
"Being a vampire you should well understand what stereotypes do to a species. The 'hell' you speak of does not exist. There is a demon realm, yes, but we don't live there so why should we school our children there? Would you send your child to the Arctic for schooling when there is a perfectly good school right here?" Devi asked, his silver eyes sparking with anger. The mark on his chest smoked as he prepared to build his power.
"Who are these freaks with you? They all smell filthy, all except for the angel," another vampire quipped.
"What's an angel doing hanging out with scum?" A werewolf asked.
"Speak that way about my mate again and I'll," Sevriel was silenced when Devi held up a hand.
"Mama?" Triana asked, her voice small and scared as she clung to him.
"Don't worry, princess, you'll be going to school here even if I have to sit here with you while you learn," Devi kissed the top of her head.
"That's enough! All of you! This is a place of learning. Take your petty fights outside!" The teacher shouted.
"Let's go home, sweetie," Devi smiled as she nipped at his shoulder.
"How come you got no piggytails anymore? We're twins," She pouted, big silver eyes frowning up at him as they walked outside.
"I promise I'll put the piggytails back in once we get home," Devi had to smile at that. She was such a treasure.
"Can we wear the pink dresses tomorrow? We can put bows in our hair, 'member?" She giggled.
"Of course we can," Devi could feel the tension around them as they walked through crowds of adults coming to pick up their children.
"Mama, how come the other kids won't play with me?" Triana asked. Immediately Devi's throat was choked up with tears. He quickly cut a portal and slipped through it, allowing his friends to enter behind him. He didn't want the other parents to see him cry when they were so hateful toward them.
He clutched Triana to his chest and sobbed into her hair.