One week after signing away the papers that would officially make me a student at True Cross Academy, I received a phone call from an all too peppy receptionist saying that someone would be arriving within the next few days to collect my things and take me to the Academy.

I also received only a few days beforehand, my schedule and two sets of each uniform. One set was meant obviously for the summer and spring time. It consisted of a short sleeved school girl shirt in white and the standard black skirt. There was a list that came with it of appropriate accessories and what was and wasn't allowed. The next set of clothes were white button ups- long sleeved- and black pants with the standard jacket. I remember reading somewhere that only the boys could wear pants, but I supposed they had gotten my small letter detailing I was more comfortable in pants.

The day I was supposed to be picked up, my suitcases were neatly stacked outside and I was wearing one of the uniforms. It was an especially warm day so I chose the skirt ensemble. Despite the fact that I would be around the very kinds of people I couldn't stand, I refused to look anything less than polished.

I sat with Micheal in my room, which he had decided to make his own until I came back. He was terribly heartbroken over the fact that I was leaving. He didn't understand, he was far too young to. I wished I could tell him why I was doing all this, but I didn't even understand why myself. The only thing I knew was that this Mephisto knew my father and he knows about me, and what happened. And I needed to know everything I could.

"Do you really have to go?" He looked at me with his big eyes, full of sadness. I smiled sadly and pushed his hair away from his face, hugging him.

"I'm afraid so. I promise I'll tell you more when I can, just know that I will come and visit whenever I can. And I'll call all the time." He seemed to cheer up a little at that.

"Ms. Crosswire, there's a limo waiting outside for you. The men have already taken your bags." I glanced at my clock. Noon exactly. Punctual. At least I could give the Academy that. I gave Micheal one last hug and kiss on the head.

"I love you Micheal. Don't forget that. I'll be back before you know it." I smiled widely. He smiled back, hugging me with all his might. He was trying so hard not to cry in front of me, so I got up and started walking.

The outside air was warm, but not unpleasantly. My long, black hair was down in gentle waves and my pale violet eyes scanned the limo. It was a standard black, but looked relatively new. As I got closer, a man stepped out from the limo. He was just a bodyguard of some kind sent from the school it seemed with his simple black suit. He opened the limo door for me, which I slipped in, taking one glance at the monastery. My home. My home that I was leaving for the first time. I felt a pang of homesickness, even though the car hadn't even begun moving again.

"I imagine this will be quite an experience for you." I jumped, not expecting someone else to be in the car. I turned to face an older man with purple hair and…..well, it can only be described as an extremely flamboyant outfit. Certainly unlike anything I had ever seen before. I could only stare.

He chuckled a bit. "My apologies ma'am. I didn't mean to startle you. The name is Mephisto Pheles, but at True Cross Academy I am just known as Headmaster Pheles." He tipped his fancy white hat at me in a polite manner, his entire demeanor relaxed and calm, like he was talking to an old friend.

"So, you're the one who sent me that letter." I stated, not as a question. He nodded his head. "I had meant to get into contact with you sooner, but my circumstances would not permit me to. You see, due to my…position, I'm kept under close watch by the High Council. If they had known I was trying to contact you, I would have been killed and the monastery would've gone to shambles."

"But don't they know you're the secondary signer? And now don't they know I'm going to the Academy?" I crossed my arms as we drove away, momentarily forgetting my homesickness.

"No. I made sure that all my legal issues and what I do outside of work stays outside of work. There are many human laws that protect me." I raised an eyebrow. Human laws? Was he…? Before I could ask he continued on. "The only thing the High Council knows is of your acceptance. They'll be trying to keep close tabs, but there isn't much they can do in a school environment without drawing attention. As far as everyone in that school goes, they think you're a human and it would look awful on them to try and peg you as a half-breed, especially since they don't have proof. So, you my dear, are in the clear." He explained all this with ease, as if it were as simple as the alphabet. Which, it actually was. I grinned a little at the thought of the High Council not being able to do anything but watch as one of their own enemies attended one of their facilities.

"You mentioned before that there are many human laws that protect you. Are you insinuating that you are not a human yourself?" He raised his eyebrows, a little surprised that I caught onto that.

"My, you are good at catching the little details. No, my dear, I am not a human. I am a demon, straight from Gehenna." He smiled at me. "I know, it seems strange that the High Council is allowing the very thing they hate the most work for them. Those details aren't important to you, trust me. Just know that I am a man who knows many secrets. Secrets that they wouldn't want to get out and make them look bad, especially concerning issues like your father."

This peaked my interest any further. But before I could ask more questions, we made another stop. Mephisto held up a finger. "I know you have a lot of questions, and I will provide the answers, but first we need to pick someone up. Fair warning, he runs on a short temper and can be a complete idiot." Mephisto leaned in closer, whispering. "But I think you two will get along just fine. You may even find that you two share a lot in common."

With that, he left the car, leaving me stunned. What was he going on about? Who were we picking up? I found myself with more questions than answers. Today was supposed to clear everything up for me and I just found myself even more confused.

A couple of minutes later, I could hear two male voices, one Mephisto's and one belonging to someone I didn't recognize. But he sounded about my age. It only took another minutes before they were both entering the car, Mephisto introducing us immediately.

"Yuki, this is Rin. Rin, this is Yuki. She will be entering the Academy as of today so be sure to treat her well." He made a stern face at the young man. I turned to greet him, being nothing but polite.

I could tell Rin trained a lot, he had the lean body and muscles of someone who trained everyday. No doubt he was probably an exorcist in training. He had a messy mop of dark hair and the most stunning eyes I had ever seen. Unlike mine, they were a deep blue. He had strong features, but right now he just had a goofy smile on his face, which looked sort of adorable.

"Nice to meet ya." He stated, holding out his hand. I took it in my own, gently shaking it and smiling.

"Nice to meet you as well." Mephisto clapped his hands, clearly happy. "Wonderful, wonderful. Now, its great that I have you both here. I actually never expected this to happen!"

We both raised our eyebrows. "What are you talking about Mephisto?" Rin asked, confused.

Mephisto only laughed. "Well, do pardon me for just throwing this out there. But I never expected to have the son of Satan and the daughter of Sakura to be going to an exorcist training school and riding in the same limo as me!" He laughed, while I sat there stunned once more.

Son of Satan? I turned my head to look at Rin, who was giving me the same once over.

Clearly, I had more to worry about than the High Council.