Disclaimer: I do not own Blue Exorcist. I do not own this plot. I do not own Muki, Imi, Hirotaka, or Nami. I only own Leigh. I don't own Michael or Raphael either. They're angels. They belong only to God.
"Race you!" Muki, I thought to myself, you will be the death of me.
Shiemi was, for once, the voice of reason when it came to grace. "No, Muki! Watch out!" She ended up bumping into a tall guy with black hair, blue highlights, and gorgeous hazel eyes, or rather, eye, because I couldn't see the right one through his hair. He wore a cross earring, a long-sleeved red shirt, a black sleeveless jacket with white lining around the zipper, the pockets, and the ends of the nonexistent sleeves, and black fingerless gloves with white crosses on them. He was okay, I guess. There's something not right about him. It's not just his firebird familiar, but he reeks of demon. Let me at him, Michael urged. For the Prince of the Heavenly Host, he was a little eager to fight. Lucky people without archangels in their heads. But Michael was right. Something was a little bit off about him, but I wouldn't tell anyone.
Muki was giving a nice, friendly smile. "Hi! What's your name?"
"Hirotaka Akino," he said while the sparrow on his shoulder was giving me a death glare. I may not be an angel, but it could obviously sense the ones in my head. I tried to give it a friendly smile, and its gaze softened a little bit to look at all of us.
Muki, the unofficial welcome committee to everyone new who she didn't hate, said, "Mine's Muki Yuma. This is Leigh Schmal and Shiemi." I swear, if that girl didn't stop introducing me as "Leigh Schmal," instead of just "Leigh", I will probably send a bunch of knives flying at her. I wouldn't be surprised if she introduced me to a squirrel. I just zoned out, trying to put my finger on what was wrong with him. Besides, "Existing in a Crisis" by Bayside was on. I was not on planet Earth anymore.
By the time the song was done, Muki turned on to "question onslaught" mode, but it wouldn't be as bad with him. "What's your favorite color? Where do you live? Where did you come from? Can I call you Ni-Chan? Do you want to be my friend?"
Poor Hirotaka tried to answer all the questions in order. "Blue, in the dorms, here, and sure?"
I sensed another wave of questions coming, so I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her away. Demon or not, no one deserved to receive Muki's interrogation. Still happy at meeting someone she liked, even as I was dragging her away, she yelled, "Bye! See you tomorrow!"
"Why am I stuck with her?" I muttered under my breath. Muki was nice and fun to be around, but she was not good with first impressions.
I was stuck. Not just in the mental or emotional sense, but in the physical sense, also, because the girl with tiny eyebrows and pigtails decided to get in a fight with the gorgeous boy training to be an Aria and a Dragoon because her mousey lackey quit cram school and almost got wasted by a demon. So our kid teacher with the pole up his butt decided to exercise what he called "collective responsibility". In other words, he didn't just punish the two of them because they couldn't be trusted to be put in the same room together without killing each other. Anyways, I made it to the exam to become an ExWire and I was stuck, because the punishment was some sort of demon that got heavier as time wore on. If that didn't drive my angel sense crazy, the fact that I was sitting near Rin made it worse. The guy was nice and fun to be around, but Michael always wanted me to waste him, and even put Raphael on edge. It took everything I had to keep them in my head and not coming out of my body. That happened once. Poor tree. They were only out for a second. When I looked at it, it was 200.
Muki was quiet for a whole 10 minutes (new record!) before having enough of the blessed silence and saying, "Leigh, why do the rocks look like old men in pain?" If it weren't for the rock, I might have strangled her. I liked her, but she asked way too many questions, like 'do you still have a family?' (I told her yes) 'Do you have siblings? (I said a brother and a sister) and one that really got me mad: (do you like your brother? Which I maxed out the volume on the iPod for). Looking at her right now, I wondered why I let her out of the dorm. She wore a cosplaying outfit that had a yellow star with a black studded belt. It was a miracle she didn't get picked on for that outfit. Apparently the show, anime, whatever was called eater something. Hey, I was listening to ADTR. That crap is loud.
"Oh, really?" Suguro yelled. Since he was arguing with Izumo, and the hair, the piercings, and the glare really made him a classic rebel, I was totally on his side.
Rin, who was put between Suguro and Izumo, was losing his temper and said "can you stop argue over me?"
Renzo, who was pointing at the window, got our attention, said, "Hey, look guys. That isn't real, is it?" Only me and Rin looked over.
Rin looked like he was ready to drop a load in his pants. "Uh, yeah, that's real." It burst through the door and it was grotesque, with hands growing all over its body. Naberius, Michael snarled, let me at it. Later, I told him, once they can't see me. Apparently, for once, he was pleased with the gamble.
"Ew!" Muki shrieks and grabs my hands. Well, she wasn't as bad as Nami, who screamed and was passed out, drooling on the floor. Shiemi's familiar, I think its name was Nee, created a branch barrier.
I was impressed. "I never thought that little guy could make that." Shemi rewarded me with a rare smile.
Rin was already near the wall with Muki when he said, "There's two of them! I'll distract them!" He headed out with her hard on his heels. I only saw one go after them. Hey Michael, I thought, play time. But you can only take part of the forefront of my mind. He was happy with the compromise. I went through the wall.
I knew that with one drop of blood, I could summon a lesser angel, or with my permission, I could release Michael into the physical world, but the others could see me. So I just slashed at it with the sharpest dagger I ever made. Suguro was on the 21st chapter of John, and Michael didn't like it that a Buddhist monk was reciting a Christian text, so he retreated back into my head.
Finally, the lights come on and Suguro finds the Fatal Verse for the Naberius. Rin and Muki come in, with barely a scratch. "I see you guys aren't hurt," Rin says, obviously content that everyone had a pulse.
I really wanted to help Shiemi, because just by touching her, I could cure anything short of demon poisoning. But because there were people around, I couldn't. Muki points to Shiemi and asks me, "Is she okay?" while I was helping her up. Lord be praised, she directed a relevant question at me!
"You all pass," said none other than the Mole (my new nickname for Yukio. Shiemi got mad but Muki laughed when I told them) as he and Ni-chan walked in.
"Hiya Ni-Chan! What are you doing here?" Muki asks just as another guy drops from the ceiling.
Rin looked shocked. "Hey, you're the-" he was cut off by Mephisto's boot.
"Did you really think I would let a high-level demon into my school without knowing?" He claps and exorcists come out all over the place, even the floorboards.
"You mean this is a test?" We asked simultaneously.
He looked at us like we were the crazy ones. "Of course. What else would it be?"
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