crazedyaoifangirl: Thnx soo much! This story doesn't really correspond with the anime. I've read all the the chapters up to the latest one (37). I'm not saying HAVE to read all the way up to there to understand this story but that's basically the gist. (Yukio's not a full demon, Yukio doesn't know who Yuri is, ect.) Thank you so much for your kind reviews!
And everyone thanks so much for the reviews! Enjoy!
"Hello boys."
"Hello." Yukio replied but didn't look at her.
"Hey!" Rin smiled up at her from his seat.
She concluded that they were extremely different in personality after the short chats she had with them about 20 minutes ago.
"Well I have the results of your evaluation."
"Yay! How'd I do?"
"Congrats, you are completely healthy up there."
He began jumping around happily.
"However"
He stopped and his face fell.
"You do have a mild case of ADHD."
"AD- What?"
Yukio sighed and decided to butt in.
"It means; Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. But she said it's just a mild case so it's no big deal."
"No big deal? Does that mean I'm dumb or something?"
"No. It just means you have trouble paying attention."
He looked puzzled as he processed the words.
"Oh."
When Yukio stood she had to stifle a laugh at seeing that he was taller than Rin when they both
claimed he was younger.
"Well thank you very much for seeing him."
They started to walk away when they heard her voice again.
"Mr. Yukio,"
He turned toward her with a confused expression. What does she want now? When he was close enough, a crisp white envelope was placed gently in his pale hands. She gave him one of her genuine, sincere smiles as he hesitantly took the envelope.
"I'd like you to take this, alright? Just get back to me about it okay?"
He stared at her blankly and then hesitantly nodded.
She kept that sincere smile on her face even when they shut the door behind them.
"I wonder what all that was about?" Rin asked gesturing to the envelope in his twin's hand.
Yukio just shrugged. He was confused as well. Wasn't this Rin's mental evaluation? Maybe it was something meant for Rin but she didn't trust Rin to carry back with them?
"Well, all the awkwardness aside she was really nice, right Yukio?"
"Oh. Yeah she was nice."
Rin's face fell.
"You alright? You've been spacing out the whole walk."
"Oh. I'm fine." He gave Rin one of his fake smiles but he was obviously not convinced.
"Okay. Whatever."
They reached their dorm in a short amount of time and they went their separate ways. Rin went into the kitchen to cook and Yukio went up to the bedroom.
He sat down on his bed and examined the envelope in his hands. What is this? He wondered. It was obviously meant for him because it took him until now to realize there was 'Yukio' written on the front in large but light hand writing. He pushed his glasses up on his face and slowly moved his hand to open it. They were shaking for some reason. Was he scared? Was he afraid? But what was there to be afraid of? Maybe this was a letter saying that Rin had really done poorly on the evaluation. His breathe caught in his throat. Then why is my name on it?
Finally he tore open the envelope and unfolded the packet of papers that were inside.
He squinted. There was a lot written there and it was so small he could barely...
"Schizoid personality disorder (SPD) is a personality disorder characterized by a lack of interest in social relationships, a tendency towards a solitary lifestyle, secretiveness, emotional coldness, and apathy. People with SPD are often aloof, cold, and indifferent, which causes interpersonal difficulty. Most individuals diagnosed with SPD have trouble establishing personal relationships or expressing their feelings in a meaningful way, and may remain passive in the face of unfavorable situations. Their communication with other people may be indifferent and concise at times."
W-What the hell was this? Rin didn't have this? He couldn't possibly?... Wait. Was this meant for him? Did she think that he had this? He furrowed his brows in frustration. How could she assume this? She only met him one time and she was already diagnosing him? He was there for Rin's mental evaluation! Not his!...
Symptoms:
-compliant
-stoic
-self-sufficient
He took a sharp intake of breathe. How dare she?
-withdrawn
-aloof
-have few close friends
-impervious to others' emotions
-afraid of intimacy
-envious of others' spontaneity...
His eyes trailed downwards. So many words... so many damn words! He clenched the paper in
his hands as he continued to read,
SPD individuals do not seek social interactions merely due to lack of interest, as opposed to the avoidant personality type in which there is craving for interactions, but then fear of rejection.
-Emotional coldness, detachment or reduced affect
-Limited capacity to express either positive or negative emotions towards others.
-Consistent preference for solitary activities.
-Very few, if any, close friends or relationships, and a lack of desire for such.
-Indifference to either praise or critisism.
-Taking pleasure in few, if any, activities.
-Indifference to social norms and conventions.
Even after he continued reading one phrase repeated and echoed in his mind over and over.
-envious of others' spontaneity...
-envious of others' spontaneity...
Just then the door slammed open and in barged Rin, interrupting the unstoppable mantra in his head.
"I'm done with dinner!..."
The demons eyes fell to the many papers scattered across his twins lap. When he squinted to take a peak Yukio's hands abruptly covered all the papers. Rin pretended not to notice. If Yukio didn't want him to see, he wouldn't pry. He walked into the room and went about what he had come to do. He had spilled something on the shirt he was wearing so decided to change it. After finding another clean shirt he started to remove the dirty one, unaware that daggers were being glared into his back.
When he finally turned around he saw the burning intensity of teal eyes.
"Um... Yukio?..."
The intensity finally went away quickly.
No. I put those feelings away.
"Well... dinner's ready alright?" Rin gave him a concerned look than left.
He couldn't help but glare at his back. He's so easily expressive...
envious of others' spontaneity...