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I couldn't help myself but to post another chapter before I surrender myself sadly to my school books and take a little break from here but I'll not disappear! Maybe I will post little things like oneshots time to time but to write a new chapter takes more time and I sadly don't have enough time to do that. I'm irritated by it because I want to continue this fanfic and devote my time to Entertain Me, Little Brother but something or someone always eats my time away. Hate it.
But about this chapter then! *clears throat* I made up my mind about the last chapter that it wasn't a filler but a part of the plot :D I got mood swings! I blame childishly my indecisiveness on them! But about the chapter! It's longer than the last one because of the hiatus I'm going in for a little time. I hope that's okay with you guys. The content in this chapter is not as funny as in the last chapter. There's more serious stuff in it but there is little funny parts too to light it up but it's heavier than the first two chapters or so I felt but I leave the judging to you, good readers. And a familiar character appears the first time to make it more interesting so we'll be seeing him more. :D
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Chapter 3 No dinner? Shame.
'brush, brush'
'swipe, swipe'
Why him? He was starting to second guess this entire dinner thing with Mephisto. Firstly he wasn't really excited about this whole thing and secondly he didn't really care for playing dressing up right now. It was too warm for that even if it was evening already. And last but not least, he didn't feel so good. Rin sneezed as he stood in front of a mirror straightening his school uniform and brushing his hair sort of in someway but it was no use. If it was messy, then it was messy. Sun was setting down for the day to the skyline, creating amazing display of hues of warm colors. Red, orange and a little bit of yellow too. Nature can be so cool sometimes. Like right now for instance. No one can create something like that. Maybe some kind of painter but no one else. Period.
Rin coughed as he sat down on his chair heavily making it squeak underneath him, leaning on his hands as he stared out of the window. Red sunset with a hint of orange. Like somebody had shed blood on the sky. Beautiful. Not the blood sheding but the sky itself.
Sighing, Rin leaned back in his chair to stare at the ceiling. It was so quiet without the rest of the gang in here. He even missed Yukio's contant nagging which was something. There were some assignments he had to do during the summer but he didn't want to do them if there wasn't no one who would make him to do them. It wasn't as fun. Well, it wasn't always fun even then. Feeling sneeze coming, Rin quickly snatched a tissue from the tissue box and put it in front of his mouth. Common sense or so Yukio had said. Huffing from the small sneeze attack, he blowed his nose and was disgusted by what he saw. Did that truly come from his nose? Shuddering, he threw the tissue in the trash can and stood up to the mirror not liking what he saw. Why he didn't notice how horrible he looked a while ago. Leaky, droppy eyes, clammy, sickly white skin but slightly red at the cheeks, runny nose. Great. Feeling his forehead with his hand, it felt like his hand was going to burn. Hooray for that. Rin quickly made his way to Yukio's side of the room, rummaging through his desk drawers for thermometer but he doubted he needed it but better be sure than sorry.
"There it is." He whispered to no one but to himself, smiling slightly. He shaked it couple times before he popped in his mouth underneath his tongue. He didn't like this part. It felt uncomfortable. A hard stick stuck in your mouth. And it tasted bad. Like you were licking some kind of plastic pole. Yuck. Rin slouched back to his side of the room, throwing the uniform jacket off on the floor. No dinner tonight that's for sure. It made him feel sick to his stomach just to think about a fancy dinner or fancy food altogether but knowing Mephisto it would be fast food junk. Slowly he sat down on the floor, leaning his back against his bed frame. Unbuttoning his white dress shirt as well taking of his black shoes, Rin glanced at the clock which sat on his table. Ten past six. Hopefully the clown can handle out his disappointment well because he ain't coming and well realize that he isn't stylishly late. Taking out the thermometer from his mouth, he couldn't help but sigh. Yeah, he ain't coming. Partially he was reliefed he didn't have to go but on the other hand all the plausible yummy food would be wasted. He didn't really know if the food would have been edible since it was Mephisto who was in charge of the dinner. But what a pity. But it wasn't his problem.
Pulling of the shirt and the dress pants, Rin replaced them with his sleeping clothes and pinned his hair up with his pin. It was more comfortable this way when the hair wasn't on his way. He snatched the tissue box from his table and slithered under his blanket, nesting himself underneath the blankets. He thought for a moment if he should give the clown a call about cancelling the whole thing but decided against it. And besides he didn't have his number. Mephisto was a smart guy so he'll figure it out by himself why he wasn't there. But he would hear about this later. Mark his words. He would hear about this. And what he's more than afraid of is what there would be in the near future. A some kind of visit from the annoying headmaster. Rin just crossed his fingers and prayed it would never ever happen. But with his luck it would be that the dreaded visit would be even today. Rin peeked under the blanket at the clock. Half past seven. He squinted his eyes tightly as he felt a sneeze coming up. Damn he hated when the clown was right. He should have changed those wet clothes that got wet from the fountain jump but he didn't. Rin just sighed and snuggled against the pillows, going under the blankets and drifted off to dreamless sleep. Better this than suffering at the dinner.
'Tick tock'
Shadows licked around the office area as the sun was setting for the day. The rich and warm colors of red, orange and the slightly burned yellow. Magnificent.
Mephisto examined his attire in front of a huge mirror, that was floating in the air, straightening it from wrinkles and creases. It was something different that he didn't often wear. A pinstriped suit. It was unlike of him but he still had the pink silk tie with white polka dots around his neck. And the purple gloves were off. He didn't recognize himself in the mirror. Which was odd in his opinion. He has always been capable to recognise himself. Mephisto quickly glanced at the grandfather clock that stood proudly in his office at the wall. Ten to six.
"He should be here soon." Mephisto muttered out as he checked his cufflinks but then he tsked, "If he's on time which I doubt so better give him reprieve."
Checking himself last time in the mirror, Mephisto was about to leave his office as he was by the door already but he was stopped as his hand landed on the door knob.
"Big brother." A familiar monotone voice came from the far corner which was shadowed.
"Amaimon." Mephisto turned around with his hands behind his back. It's not polite to talk to people when your back is turned to them. Even if that person would be your own brother. He'd recognize that uninflicted voice anywhere.
"Is he coming? Okumura Rin?" Emerging from the shadows, Amaimon took silent steps towards the seats and sat or better threw himself on the striped couch popping sweets in his mouth which earned a look from Mephisto but didn't take any notice of it.
"Yes, he is and he should be here any minute now."
"Can I come?" Younger blue eyes clashed with older green eyes.
"No, you can not." Mephisto wrung his hands around behind his back as his eyes landed on the clock. Five to six, "This doesn't concern you. All I have with Rin is dinner and talk about important matters that doesn't involve you and you do know that you have to keep it low around the academy." Amaimon just blinked slowly, annoying the older more with his mocking stupidity.
"What do you see in him, brother? After all what I have seen and experienced with him is that he has nothing to offer." Amaimon rustled with the sweetbag, picking up couple caramels to him and a handful he threw at Behemoth who just opened his large mouth and munched happily on his sugary sweets, saliva dripping on the expensive floormat to Mephisto's horror and annoyance. Who wouldn't be happy to eat candy, "I don't understand."
"Then you don't see what I see. Just do what I tell you to do and you will do great." Mephisto sighed and made his way back towards his desk and sat behind it again under the emotionless eyes of Amaimon, "Now, Amaimon, tell me. What owns me this enormous pleasure?" Mephisto quickly eyed the clock and saw that the time was against him. How odd to say so. Amaimon silently eyed his brother for a while before opening his mouth.
"I want to have another chance to kill Okumura." He said boldly with a monotone voice that ire and bloodlust behind it as he stared right in to Mephisto's half lidded eyes, "I'm not done with him yet until I see his blood spilled on the ground, tainting it red." Mephisto entwined his fingers together tightly. Amaimon's bloodlust was unsatisfied and he was after blood especially their half brother's. Mephisto eyed his younger brother. Typical demon. Heartless creatures that are after for blood and death itself or so demons are generalized by the humans of Assiah. We are nothing but mindless, dark, bloodthirsty beasts. Amaimon was a good example. He was not. Mephisto was sophisticated individual. He wasn't like Amaimon. He once was but never again. He admits, it's fun to be the spectator for the show that's filled with action that unfolds in front of him from time to time. It excites him. The inner demon that's locked away.
"What a troublesome brother I have." Mephisto just grinned humorously but the smile soon fell and his eyes narrowed and hardened, loosing the humourous glint in them, "I shall sent you back to Gehenna if you start disobeying my orders." Mephisto rose up from his chair and rounded the desk and sat on the coffee table that was in front of Amaimon and Behemoth while fishing candy out from one of the many tall jars filled with sweets that sat on the table, "Then you become useless to me and I need to find someone new to replace you." Drool dripping on the floormat, Behemoth growled fiercely next to Amaimon's feet as his owner listened to the older, empty eyes staring at the far corner. Mephisto made a little sound as he found his favorite flavor and popped it in his mouth, happily sucking on it before you could hear small crunch sounds as the sweet faced the sharp teeth as it's fate was do get devoured,
"You don't want that? Now do you, Amaimon?" Mephisto saw from the corner of his eye how Amaimon just shaked his head as he petted the now calm but still growling Behemoth.
"Good. Follow my orders and you'll get your blood." Mephisto rose up from the table and made his way to the door, "Now I must go. I'm late for my appointment with Rin. And you shall stay here." Before he left, he snapped his fingers and in front of Amaimon appeared a plate of steaming food, "I know you're hungry so eat up. You get stomachache if just eat sweets to your hunger." And then he was gone, closing the door behind him but not before hearing a small tribute from the younger from the food.
Mephisto strolled down the corridor in thought. It was getting harder to keep Amaimon at bay. His so called revenge for Rin that build up from the last time they encountered which was, of course, won by the half demon. And Amaimon wasn't so fond of losing. And to a mere half demon whom had of course gone berserk but that was irrelevant. The relevant was that Amaimon lost to a half demon and that wasn't nonacceptable in his books. To Mephisto it was irrelevant who won or who losed. He just enjoyed the ride as long as he could. Enjoying the adrenaline pumping in his veins even though he wouldn't get involved in the action physically. He was just the cunning mastermind behind it all. Coming to from his thoughts, Mephisto was nearing towards he staircase that led to the front hall where was the front doors that led to outside world.
"Belial, has Mr. Okumura arrived yet?" The demon butler bowed to his master acknowledging him. "Not yet, sir Pheles." Mephisto just put his hands on his hips and grinned knowingly as he stared at the clock on the wall. Ten past six. Rin was stylishly late. He was doing the right thing to be lenient with him knowin Rin.
"Well, I shall wait for him. You can go, Belial." Mephisto said and snapped his fingers. An armchair puffed out of nowhere floating in the air. Belial just nodded and bowed before disappearing somewhere. Taking a seat on the comfy furniture, Mephisto sat there patiently waiting for his young guest to come. He had reasons to invite the young demon to dine. Not because he felt pity for him. Nonsense. Purely business. He was a demon after all. Heartless. He didn't feel pity. When he has something that would benefit him greatly, he'll take it in his grasps and will not let it go until the object is proved useless then it's time to disregard. Mephisto leaned his cheek against his knuckles as he gazed at the door and then at the clock. Twenty past six. The boy was sure late. Sighing, he stood up and paced around the hall, trying to use his time as efficiently as possible. Eyes staring at the clock, Mephisto felt his irritation rise to another level. He was hungry and his dinner company wasn't here yet. He had waited for this and hadn't eating anything. Of course he could summon a plate of food but it wouldn't be as fun. It was a game. How long can you wait for your guest before your hunger becomes too much for you to handle. In that moment, it was crusiating.
"Where is that boy?" He muttered out tapping his foot against the white marble floor. Half past six. Snapping his fingers, the armchair disappeared and his umbrella appeared instead. Mephisto swinged it around in thought. Was he stood up? He grinned eyes narrowing. Rin was a tough one to crack. But he felt some what disappointed, disappointed that the boy didn't come. He glanced at the clock for last time. He thought he was going to be late but he wasn't. He was never late because time was always on his side.
"Belial, I'm going out." Mephisto said to no one but Belial always heard him where ever he was. He puffed out his top hat and put it on his head. Checking himself from the hall mirror, he only nodded. It was okay but not perfect. Opening the door, he was out. As he pulled the door shut behind him, the wind played with the strands of his hair which made him close his eyes in complacency. The skyline was still tinted with colors of red and orange. The yellow hue had disappeared from the sky as it was overpowered, devoured, by the more richer and darker colours. There were small accumulations of thin clouds that sailed through the sky with the wind blowing them forward. Shadows of the buildings were emerging from their hides as the sun was setting for the day. All Mephisto could do was watch the sight before him. Assiah's nature can be so beautiful when it wants to be and now it was at it's best. The setting sun, red and orange clashing in the sky, trees slightly waving in the wind, shadows coming forth from their hiding places. Splendid and breathtaking. Oh, why wouldn't Gehenna be like this? Sure, it was breathtaking but in a bad way. In a way someone would die from the air that wasn't all nice and breathable. Oh, how he felt so undemon right now. He could laugh. He's thoughts were one of a human. How ludicrous.
Humming silently, he opened his umbrella and let go of it as it floated on it's own in the air, slowly transforming it's shape. The main body of the umbrella changed to something lean and smaller, small talons forming. Wings were forming that flapped in the air, small waves of wind flirting with Mephisto's bangs. The head was taking it's shape and it's eyes opened. How practical umbrella he has. Screeching, the bat like creature flapped it's patched wings harder, swinging it's cane like tail around with the ice creams in the end. Clapping his hands in delight, Mephisto couldn't help but smile genuinely. The umbrella had seen many things with him through the years and here it still was. A little patched up but almost as new. A fair companion.
"Shall we go for a little evening flight, hmm?" The creature screeched loudly and stretched its wings wide, proudly representing them, "'I'll take that as a yes." Mephisto took hold of the cane tightly and before he could even blink he was already flying through the air. The academy looked even better from the sky now in the evening light as the setting sun painted everything with hues of orange and red. Scanning the campus area for the one lone student, Mephisto sighed. He felt like his stomach was devouring his insides. How troublesome can one little brother be. Good grief. He was suffering here from hunger because one boy didn't come for dinner. They flew over the campus for a moment before giving up. Rin wasn't outside. So let's go to one place where the boy could be, "Let's go to the old male dormitory." He muttered out and instantly he could feel how they were turning, leaning to one side. Soon he could see the old, ramshackle abandoned building at the outskirts of the campus area coming to his view. It was nothing like the other buildings in the area. It was old and forgotten, no one was ever there but it was excellent for training practises when it was empty but now it was an excellent hideout for the spawn of Satan. No one would go there and why would they even go there, it was far from the other dormitories. It was perfect for the Okumura brothers to live in and create havoc.
Landing softly on the roof that was in a poor shape, in the point of caving in, Mephisto held his breath. He didn't desire to go through the roof. Being careful with his steps after couple of close calls as parts of the roof came off, Mephisto peeked down from the edge seeing that there was a window open, slightly ajar. A window of oppotunity. With a snap and he was sitting on the small windowsill peeking inside the occupated room and the first thing he saw was how filthy it looked what made him turn up his nose. Oh my. How could one live in here in these conditions? Disgusted by the room, Mephisto returned to the search of the rascal who was the current reason he was here famished but he was interrupted as the door swung open. There Rin was but something was off. Wearing his sleeping clothes on and cup of warm tea on his hand while the other hand was holding on a blanket that was wrapped around him, Rin sneezed loudly, spilling a small amount of the warm tea on the floor. Half a cup Mephisto estimated quickly with a glance. He watched Rin move around in the room, cleaning the spilled liquid off from the floor. He seemed so weak right now. How would someone like him be the savior of Assiah, the ultimate weapon of the True Cross Order? The one to kick Satan's ass like he had exclaimed that eventful day. A rough cough racked through Rin's body which made him stop his movement momentarily, shivering in the floor but Rin just shaked his head and stood up slowly, throwing the used tissue in the trash. Grapping his blanket of the floor and wrapping it around him as chills were creeping up his spine, Rin blew his nose yet again, groaning from the headache following.
"Shiiiit, why me of all people in this freaking planet..." Rin whined rubbing his eyes from exhaustion. He rarely was sick and when he was bedridden it was painful. It felt like he was in coma. Taking a seat, Rin yawned loudly showing his sharp teeth, same time his jaw popped which made Mephisto grimace on the other side of the window. The boy was clearly out of it, not even sensing the older demon outside. Mephisto whisteled in low tune eyeing the younger demon. Even blind could tell that the boy wasn't in his top performance right now. Pale skin, almost white which was clammy from sweat and other body fluids which made Mephisto made a face of distaste. Red, puffy nose almost identical to a clown's which was runny. Mephisto grinned in delight. Yet again he had proved that he was right. Rin was a fool not to listen to him about the wet clothes but what's done is done and you can't change that. Mephisto tilted his head as Rin was nodding off as he still sat in the middle of the floor. Should he do something about it or just leave him be? To be cruel and leave him there or pity him, offering his helping hand? But if he helped out, he would get the disease what Rin was carrying but if he didn't help out the whole holiday would go in that Rin would be bedridden and could he let that happen?
Deciding his mind, Mephisto stretched out his hand and felt the surfice of his umbrella with his fingertips. This was just a small deviant in his policy. Cracking the window wider, he slipped in but soon felt like leaving from the room which was slowly devoured by the dirt and filth. He didn't like being there. But he had duties to carry out. And be certain that the boy wouldn't turn in to a cold corpse.
"Wake up, boy." Mephisto nudged the boy's head with his umbrella's tip first softly but then a bit harder and soon he was whacking repeatedly on Rin's head.
"What the hell?!" Rin flared up groggily, familiar blue flames licking his shoulders as he was holding his head with both hands trying to get the headache go away.
"Keep your flames in check, Okumura." Mephisto put his umbrella against the wall and walked back next to Rin, towering over the boy, "We don't want you to burn the whole dormitory, no?"
"Clown...?" Rin tried to pinpoint his gaze at Mephisto but it was all blured and he was seeing everything in double. Scary, "Two clowns..? A pure nightmare..." Mumbling, Rin tried to stood up, swaying and ended to take a securing hold from the wall. He wouldn't lean on the clowns in a million years or over his dead body or something. Mephisto sat down on Rin's chair and watched the boy as he staggered his way back to under the safety of the comforting, soft blankets. Mephisto took the tea cup from the floor and rose up making his way to the bed side, crouching down.
"You sure are an arduous one." Mephisto muttered out, "Drink this, whatever this is." He held out the cup for Rin to take it. Rin cracked open his eyes, seeing his tea cup held in front his face. Mephisto shaked the cup slightly, hurrying the boy to take it.
"What are you doing here..." Rin crooked out as he sat up taking the cup from the older muttering a thank you as low as he could. Too embarrasing if the older male would hear it. Mephisto hummed in thought as he sat back down on the chair away from Rin giving him his space and distance between them. He didn't desire to get ill whatever this disease was. But Rin asked a quite interesting question. Why was he really here?
"After realizing that you weren't unfortunately attending to the dinner at my residence, I decided to go for a little evening flight and some how ended here. How are you feeling?" Rin just nodded not really in a mood for a chat which didn't go unnoticed by the headmaster.
"You're a fool, ya know?" Mephisto leaned against his hand which was perched on Rin's desk, grinning, "To get ill from something so small that could have been preventable if you just had listened to me." Rin just glared sharply at the older, "And now you're here, bedridden, looking like you would fall to coma anytime soon. And all this happened because you didn't believe me." Rin stared at his steaming cup silently, "Do you know where I'm going with this, Okumura?" Mephisto twirled in the chair around and around before stopping, "You should believe in me more." Rin stared at the suited demon in front of him wide eyed before bursting in to loud laughter, howling like a hyena.
"Believe in you more? Like hell I will!" Rin shouted whilst laughing his ass off annoying Mephisto, "I didn't born as an idiot, you one-man clown show." Rin opened his eyes to watch the passive demon, "People have warned me about you, ya know." Mephisto sat there quietly listening what the boy had to say. "You're not to be trusted and I believe in them who cover my back time after time. And even so, why should I trust or believe in you? You only cause me deadly trouble that I'm glad I have survived with the help of my friends."
"But you have survived them. All the trials and ordeals I have but you through to estime your power and skills, to see if you have the potential that I'm searching for." Mephisto said, crossing his arms over his chest, his top hat off from his head, resting on the desk, "That's all I'm going to say about that topic." Mephisto quickly added as he saw the curious look Rin was showing towards the subject. Why should ruin all the excitement from the end. There is still many things to come to test our young, little Rin, " And what comes for the believe and trust from other people in me, it's not so essential to me. I'm a demon to my very core whom has been categorized as a hostile foe to humankind so the trust and the believe you speak so openly are hard to deserve for a one like me but it's conceivable. Humans and demons have been at each other's throats for centuries and there's no end seen in the near future. I don't bother myself about this trust and believe issue which seems to be so crucial to you." Mephisto waved his hand in the air flippantly, not really caring. Of course these trust an belief issues were something that were creating more wrinkles in his plans so it was in some points crucial to have some kind of influence in the higher ups in the form of trust and belief. It has been hard for him to get his voice heard but here he was doing fine right now. Rin just sat there drinking his hot beverage, listening to the ravings of the older demon. Mephisto snapped his fingers and in front of them floated a tall salver full of little tea biscuits, sweets and small cakes. Tea was poured from the teapot to the floating tea cup. It smelled delicious. Mephisto nodded approvingly, grapping delicately the porcelain cup sniffing the liquid that sloshed inside it.
"Would you want something small to eat? Or more tea? And don't worry it's just green tea. It might make you feel much better." The tray and teapot floated closer to Rin whom sat there amazed from the small summonings. Even if he had seen many this kinds of summonings they were always so cool and amazing to watch. How he wished he would do something like that. Reaching his hand out, Rin took a little biscuit from the platter and his cup was refilled with warm tea again. He took a small bite from the cookie, his jaws going up and down fast, shocked how good it tasted even if he couldn't taste a thing. How's that even possible? Mephisto sipped his tea calmly every once in a while taking a bite from a cake sophistically as Rin wolfed down the small cookie not even getting crumbs on his lap. An innate talent. Observing the older demon and sighing softly, Rin leaned his head back, gently bumping it against the wall behind him eyes strained to the tea cup as he twirled it around in his hands, playing with it. How would someone live their lifes without no one to trust, to believe or no one was trusting or believing you?
"You're the same as me, Rin. A demon but only half but nonetheless." Mephisto narrowed his eyes, speaking behind the porceline cup seeing the younger demon in thought, "No one trusts or believes a demon or the son of Satan the least, it's irrelevant matter if you are a demon with different social status, prince or not. Demons are not to be trusted. That is the guideline of humankind. If you did trust or believe one, it's the same thing as selling your soul to the Satan itself, being devoured by the darkness." Mephisto set down his cup, eyes set on the boy by the bed, "Does these people you say really trust and believe in you or are they just doing what they are doing from fear becuase your the illegimate son of the God of Gehenna?" Rin sat there, eyes blazing with anger and fury. How dare he say so about his friends. But there was a small flame of uncertainty, doubt that flickered deep in him. What if that was true? That one time when the secret got up about him being Satan's spawn, it was hard for the people that surround him. Everyone were angry, shocked, sad, disappointed, afraid of him. It was a struggle to earn their trust back but it was worth it. They were his friends after all. But were they truly being his friends by their own will?
"How dare you say something like that!" Rin growled, flames yet again licking his shoulders, eyes hard as steel, "They are my friends you're talking about!" Mephisto just shrugged nonchalantly sipping his tea. He was just teasing.
Mephisto put the tea set down on Rin's desk and crossed his arms yet again, "If you want faith and belief, it's always more better for a demon to find a trustworthy demon to trust and believe in but in your case which is convenient for you is that you're a half human and a half demon. You have had a human parent whom had raised you, not a demon raising. You have lived your whole life surrounded by the trust of humans and lived with them, oblivious from your demon side until you found about it the most unpleasant way one could." Rin grimaced remembering that unforgetful day like the back of his hand. It was a fresh memory, a nightmare to remember, "You're, Rin, something that was created by a mere female human and demon, the King of demons, which breaks the boundaries between Assiah and Gehenna. You're like the worst taboo that has been commited." Mephisto rose up, throwing his pinstriped suit jacket on the desk revealing a cute t-shirt underneath which made Rin sweatdrop. Who would had believed that the chairman of this mighty and well-known academy was an immature, childish otaku.
"As being a half of both kinds, it's an advantage to use. Humans may belief and trust in you more easily but not all the way. You're still a half demon but knowing you've had a human raising it's much more easier for people to adjust." Mephisto stretched his arms above his head, wincing as his spine snaped loudly and rolled his shoulders around, "You have the trust and belief of your friends by your side but what about the other side? Your demon nature. Do you have any demons to trust when the bad day surprises, hmm?" Mephisto untied the neck tie and placed it on the top of the suit jacket. Rin watched in amazement as the demon moved around in the room, picking up piece of clothes from the floor throwing them in the laundry basket with distasteful look in his face. So unlike of him. Rin just drank his tea slowly, enjoying as it warmed his sore throat nicely. A demon to trust. Now that he thought about it, he really didn't know many he could trust. Mephisto? Yeah, sure. Not in a million years. Rin eyed the demon who moved around in the room. Why he was even cleaning?
"Didn't you trust in old man or didn't old man trust in you?" Mephisto stopped his movement for a moment but soon continued a small smirk on his face picking up stuff from the floor. Of course, he could snap his fingers and this mess would be gone but what fun would it be. To him it was a another game. Could he clean this room without using his powers? A massive challenge to him but not insurmountable. Everything could be overpowered, "Fujimoto Shiro? You still talk about him like a rebellious, scrappy rebel." Mephisto laughed humorously to sputtering Rin as he sat down on the floor where he had cleaned up space, "Well, we were a team and to have trust and belief between teammates is relevant, obviously, and you know it too, Rin." Rin studied the older demon who sat there observing his surroundings with mild interest, Or was that disgust? Couldn't really identify which one it was. He was right but one thing was nacking on Rin. Wasn't Mephisto sad about the tragedy that happened not too long ago or didn't he feel alone? Old man had said that they were friends.
"Are you sad that old man isn't here anymore?" Mephisto turned his focus from his surroundings to the another person in the room. Rin sat there frowning at the empty tea cup but soon raised his gaze to watch Mephisto who still sat on the floor calm smile playing on his lips. He motioned to the teapot to move forward towards Rin refilling boy's cup and the platter of treats also moved towards the boy, hovering next to him but Rin kept his gaze on the childish headmaster who was still smiling but his eyes were showing another story. His eyes betrayed him. Mephisto tilted his head from side to side not knowing how to answer to the question. First to everything. He didn't have an answer because he didn't really know.
"For you to know, I do not know." Mephisto smiled calmly which was unsual for him. Usually it would be a grin or a smirk but now it was just a smile. But his eyes were melancholic, filled with dreary thoughts. He wasn't sad, maybe just disappointed. He expected that Fujimoto had been stronger, had lived longer. If he had been stronger, he would still have his friend. But no. Fujimoto had lost the gamble. The little gamble was about if Fujimoto failed, he would get the souls of Okumura brothers. How demonic of him. And now the Okumura twins were now his to raise to adulthood but Mephisto would have liked a lot that the gamble would still be on. He would have his friend and these childs would still have their foster father to raise them properly.
"You lie. He was your friend for years who died by Satan's hand and you don't feel sad or even angry? You must have felt something!" Rin exclaimed throwing his hands in the air, tea spilling yet again but before it could hit anything Mephisto snapped his fingers and it just stopped to float in the air. Rin awed in flabbergast which made Mephisto just grin smugly. A good way to impress the youth. The hot liquid then slithered it's way back to the cup making Rin gasp excitedly.
"Awesome! How did you do that?" Rin's head spinned in circles, "That's so cool." Mephisto just snickered, smug grin on his face. It's nice to be the King of Time and Space. Grinning mischiefly, Rin spilled the whole cup and it's content, astounished as it was yet again just floating in the air and then slowly retreated back to the cup. Rin whistled impressed by the trick, taking a sip of the liquid.
"It's a secret and to answer to your questions." Mephisto rose up, moved closer to Rin and sat down on the floor leaning his back against the bed, too tired to stand, "Yes, he was my friend for years and I would be marked as a bad friend if I didn't feel anything about his demise." Mephisto said smile on his face, "I'm a demon, my boy. We don't wallow in grief, we move forward. That's one of the good things why one should be a demon. The sensitivity that humans feel for each other is what we demons don't have for each other. It's a rarity in the demon circles but it doesn't mean that there wouldn't be some demons that are emotionally capable but it's better this way. If we did have some kind of emotions, what fun would that be? We would almost be the same as humans." Rin hummed in thought of what Mephisto just said. Maybe the clown was right. But that wasn't the only thing that astonished him. This was first time they were having a real conversation. So weird. Mephisto was acting oddly. Realy odd. First he starts to clean up this place and now they were having a conversation of deep, personnal things. Soon there was a rumble, a growl.
"You hungry?" Rin blinked and asked as he watched the cheeky headmaster rub the back of his head, grinning cheekily. Maybe he should prepare for him something. As a polite gesture, of course. Rin shrugged and threw the blankets off of him and stood up wobbling but Mephisto was quickly behind Rin steadying him by his shoulders scaring the crap out of Rin. This clearly wasn't the Mephisto he knew.
"Shouldn't you stay in the bed? As far as I know when you're sick you stay in bed." Mephisto tutted, wagging his finger, and twirled dumbfounded Rin skillfully back in to the bed and threw the blankets back on top of him swiftly and then finally patted Rin's covered legs, "Just take it easy." Rin couldn't help but stare wide eyed at the oddly behaving demon. What's wrong with him today?
"What the hell?" Shocked by the twirl, Rin yelled out coarsely which made his voice sound odd, wincing as his throat hurt from the small shout he let out. Mephisto snickered at the weird sound but then stared at Rin questioning, "'What the hell' what?"
"You're acting weird, clown. First you come here then you start to clean up, we had a real conversation about something really deep stuff and then you're all nice and stuff. You starting to freak me out..." Rin muttered out, inching away from the older demon who dumbly just blinked as a response but soon laughed.
"What? Are you scared of me, hmm?" Smirking, Mephisto picked a biscuit and took a bite from it, "Why should you be scared of me?" Rin pulled his legs closer to him and crossed them like one would meditate but this was far from meditation. There wasn't time for that right now. Rin waved his tail behind his back cautiously around, glaring at the smirking demon who enjoyed his biscuit for his hunger. He should probably eat something else than sweets.
"Because you're weird and untrustworthy." Rin crossed his arms in front of him, ear twitching from the small crunch sounds that emitted from the demon who just sat there listening, eating biscuit after another which earned a look from Rin that ended his movement for a moment.
"How come I'm bizarre? You should look in the mirror before you say I'm the goofball here." Mephisto took a little sip from his tea cup, emptying it, "I am just me and about that your little trust issue. Me being untrustworthy in your eyes can be changed." Mephisto snapped his fingers and the platter of sweets and the tea set were gone, "You don't know me enough to trust or believe me but it can be changed in time." Rin yawned showing off his sharp teeth, his tail swinging from side to side casually but soon got a grip of himself as Mephisto was waiting.
"In time? You need centuries for that." Rin muttered and stood up from the bed yet again but now more steadily without taking support from anything, "And I'll be six feet under in those centuries." Mephisto snickered and rose up as well, gathering his stuff from the desk.
"But you remember the deal we made that beautiful, sunny day, Rinny?" He shrugged the jacket on, not bothering to button it up and pocketed the silk scarf, "As a part of that deal shall we make a small gamble to make this more interesting, yes?" Rin couldn't resist but roll his eyes. That demon was really into gambles. And that was a bad thing to him. Every time there would be a small gamble of Mephisto's something bad would happen to him. Even deathly, lethal. And that wasn't pleasant to him. Someone should lock up that demon with his mouth gagged.
"You don't even know how much I wish I could forget about it." Rin snarled out, huffing, "And now you want to add something in it? It's already rotten to the core and bad for me!" Mephisto just shrugged, not caring about how Rin was feeling about it. It was for his entertaiment, not his. This was to cure his boredom, not to please Rin in anyway.
"What of it? It'll just make this more fun for me to continue."
"I don't care if it's fun to you!"
"Ah, don't be so cynical. Don't be a demon." Mephisto chuckled at the irony in it and took the umbrella from the wall, swinging it around until it landed on his shoulder, "Have fun, enjoy it while it lasts." Rin sighed and leaned his back against the wall, glaring holes on the floor. How come he always ends up in Mephisto's messes without even doing anything. Why the hell him?
"What's the gamble about?" Mephisto grinned deviously as the younger sighed defeatedly. It's fun when people play by his rules without knowing it. They just come in taking the bait, not even trying to resist it. It just made his job easier.
"Wonderful~! I knew you would see it in my way." Mephisto held out his finger stopping the younger before Rin could spit out insults, "As you're trying to get your precious necktie back by spenting time with me this summer, in the same time my mission is to get you to trust me one hundred percent." Mephisto put the top hat on, tipping it slightly back to see the vexed half demon, "And I think I have a nice head start already based on this evening. You're gonna lose this way, little Rin. Better step it up, don't you think so too?" Rin growled out, tail swaying behind him dangerously. Mephisto was doing this on purpose. Annoying Rin to the point of him trying to win the whole game. Soon Rin's eyes widened as he realized what he meant by that. All the stuff Mephisto had done, cleaning, being nice to him and the conversation about Mephisto's personal things. They were all just to get his trust and win this little game!
'Just don't let the clown get the best of you. That's the trick. Don't let him fool. I gotta be smarter than him this time around.' Rin thought, vexed about the whole gamble or game. It was more like a game. And currently Mephisto was winning or so the demon thought. How cocky of the demon to think so. But now his competing side had awaken. Bring it on.
"Oh yeah? I should be the one leading this little game of yours. In theory I have spent the whole day with you. Back in the forest running away from a madman, at the town you attacked me and now you're here insulting my space by cleaning my part of the room and being nice to me by offering me cookies, tea and a conversation of things too deep to even speak about." Rin counted with his fingers, arrogant smirk on his face, "So I'm the one with the head start right now."
"You're a competing one. Excellent~." Mephisto grinned, excited to see where this was going, "You think you're in the lead but you are not. Believe me, you're not." Rin stopped his finger counting and stared dumbly at the older demon before arguing back childishly, "Eh? Of course I'm in the lead!" Mephisto just wagged his finger back and forth in front of Rin's face, steely blue eyes following the finger's movements. How amusing.
"Now you're talking complete nonsense, my boy." Mephisto yet again shushed Rin with his finger before the younger could open his mouth, "Listen to me and let me explain to you how this works." Mephisto cleared his throat and leaned against the desk behind him,"No, you have not spent time with me the way I have wanted. In the forest you were busy running away from something. What did you say it was? A madman? I didn't see any madman there." Eyebrow twitching, Rin growled and opened his mouth but he was yet again stopped, "Maybe you were just imaginating things because of the heat but I did get my fun in the forest in the form of art. I should have taken a picture as a souvenier." Mephisto sighed sadly, regretting about not taking a pic. It was so pretty too. He had never drawn so well before, "Well, always is a next time when you can be my personal canvas!" Mephisto grinned at the angry teenager by the wall, eyes flaming. There was now use to talk back. He would get shushed anyway so he just kept his mouth shut. Mephisto saw it and just winked playfully getting a huff from Rin who just turned his head away.
"Now, where was I? Oh, yes! Then came the town part and I didn't attack you, I found you wandering there. That was just simply boring, don't you think so too? We were just talking about you being the victim of my art which made you the fool of this store where you regularly go and you to come dine with me this evening at my residence where you didn't come unfortunately and now we're here talking even more and now my mouth's dry from all the fabling I have done now." Mephisto said the sentence in one go sighing and taking a huge breath after that and continued, "But that doesn't mean that I didn't have fun by playing with your rules but now on we shall play with my rules and that means playing my way. It was very entertaining but now it'll be more fun to me but maybe not to you. Who knows! It might be fun to you too."
"I hate you so much right now. More than anything." Rin muttered out coldly, mouth in a tight line, eyes flaming, literally, "Maybe I should just kill you right now so you'd leave me alone." Rin's eyes found Kurikara next to the door where he had left it as he came home. Mephisto saw it too but didn't do anything about it. Rin was too weak from being sick to swing the sword around and he wouldn't be any match to him. They were in different leagues of power and experience.
"Get more experience and then we shall talk more about this scheme of yours to kill me." Mephisto tsked, humoured by it, eyes flashing ominously, "We both know how it would end. It wouldn't be my blood that would be spilled on this unstylish floor, staining it as a little present to your younger brother who'd had to clean it up before it would dry up, ruining the floor completely." Rin growled, his blue flames flaring on his shoulders, threateningly. He felt threatened by the headmaster but also felt like Yukio was going to get dragged in to this too. And that was a big no.
"I propose you to let that murderious thought go for now and think about it later again, hmm?" Mephisto yawned, not covering it with his hand like a gentleman would do. Never show your boredom to others if it isn't necessary but now it was. The conversation was getting old.
"You do realize what you said right now doesn't make me trust or believe you more." Rin pointed out, yawning as well. It's contagious. Mephisto dried the corners of his eyes realizing it as well, "Well, then I have to watch what I say from now on." He grinned cheekily, "Now then! Shall we talk about something more important?" Rin huffed and slipped down to sit on the floor his back against the wall. All the standing was too much. He should have stayed by the bed. The clown knew that too. Dammit.
"What's there to talk about?" Rin croaked out, clearing his throat but winced as a aftermath. This is why he hated when he was sick. He felt so powerless, weak. He couldn't do anything but stay put and that was hard to do, "We've already talked for hours." Mephisto watched the sick half demon whom tried his hardest to stay in this world of consciousness and not to fall to sleep. Rin seemed more worse than hour ago. His cheeks were more redder and his skin was paler and clammier. Now it seemed like a good time to worry. Setting the umbrella to lean againt the desk, Mephisto rose up to walk next to Rin and crouched down on the younger's level.
"We shall talk more when you get back to bed between the sheats." Mephisto muttered out, not knowing what else to do, "Stay awake so that you can get to bed by yourself, Rin." Rin just muttered out something close to gibberish, utterly jargon, his head swaying from side to side. Poking the boy on the forehead, Mephisto's eyebrows rose to his hairline, eyes widening slightly from their half lidded state. He was burning up. Delicately, he felt Rin's forehead properly, surprised by how warm the boy was. For a demon a fever like this was nothing but Rin was still a half. His human part was taking the suffering as the demon side was trying to take it down but Rin's weak human body was taking it harsh. Good grief. Mephisto lightly slapped Rin on his cheeks trying to get him in some what awaken state so it would be easier to him.
"Open your eyes, Okumura. Wakey wakey~." Mephisto slapped a bit harder but his hand got whacked away by Rin himself who just mumbled unclearly. Mephisto sighed in defeat and petted his hand with care which got the hit from Rin. It stinged.
"What to do now..." He whispered to himself, stroking his goatee in thought but then it came to him. He couldn't leave him on the floor, now could he? Not a great fan of physical exorcise, he snapped his fingers and soon Rin was floating in the air, head, arms and legs hanging sluggishly swaying from side to side, still mumbling incoherently, probably dreaming about something as he had a small smile on his face which made Mephisto just shake his head, smirk on his lips. Typical. With his finger he motioned the floating boy follow him as he moved towards the bed side, pulling the blankets back to let the boy gently flop down on the bed and pulled the blankets on top of him and sat down on the chair behind him. What to do now? Leave or stay?
Then he thought again. Think of it as a game. How long will you survive in this room as you watch over the ill half demon? Mephisto leaned back in the chair and kicked his legs up on Rin's desk. The sky was already dark, stars were lighting up the sky, twinkling without a worry. It was late so why not to stay at the dorm. What an interesting twist in the plot of his. Him staying here as a ward for Rin overnight, watching over him. Well, good for him he didn't sleep that much. Snapping his fingers, his game console appeared along with a huge instant noodles package with boiling water also small spice bags and a huge pot of tea along with tea set. Now he was prepared. Or almost. Clapping his hands together, the lights dimmed down but not so that it would be completely dark and a large bowl of sweets came from nowhere. As he dimmed the lights, he was just thinking about making adjusments so that Rin's sleep would be perfect, not disturbing him. And how he enjoyed being in the darkly dimmed room. It was cozy.
Shrugging off his jacket, Mephisto made himself comfortable, taking a good position and took the game console, turning it on also signaling with a small wave motion of his finger to let everything else take their course. Instant noodles were getting done above him and tea was poured. Life was good if you didn't count him being a nanny for a teenager. Green eyes tturned away from the console screen and to gaze at the smiling Rin who slept peacefully underneath the blankets, breathing softly but raggedly, Mephisto couldn't help but smile a little. Maybe it wasn't so bad. It was tolerable. Rin was bearable as he slept. Much more bearable. Hearing digital, merry, catchy rhythms of his game, he turned his attention towards it, eyes lighting up with excitement. Maybe this wasn't so bad. Even if the game had attracted his attention almost fully, he had one ear listening to the sounds that Rin was emitting. Let's just say it was his responsibility. Or worry. Or just for concern. Taking a sip from his tea, Mephisto hummed softly. Worry. Concern. He was getting too soft towards the boy. Better watch it but now he just let it slide for this once because it was special this time... Yeah, just this once.
"Not bad at all." He whispered to himself. Or so he thought. As two pairs of eyes watched him behind the comfort of the blanket but also from the outside through the darkness of the night.
Eyes. Yeah, I like eyes. Do you have problem with that? :D But whatcha guys think? Disappointed that there was no dinner between the two brothers? :D Maybe later they shall talk about important matters as Mephisto said so classily to Amaimon. Who knows but me obviously. It had slightly some kind of bro fluff in it but it's not overpowering the whole chapter. There's deep conversation between the brothers about trust and belief and Rin gets to know something real about Mephisto and his thoughts in someway. I let you analyse it by yourselfs in your little heads! Amaimon will spice things up a little in this and may do his own decisions in the future, being a naughty little brother (\0v0/)
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It was fun to write this. It was different from the last two chapters as it had more serious, deep stuff in it and it wasn't all about fooling around but there was something meaningfull in it that will help out in the coming chapters :) Ah, how I love to write. It's so exhilarating, relaxing and lets your imagination go haywire without hurting yourself or anyone else! :D
Sorry about all the misspellings and errors that might have occured in text! Still just a human being with the wrong language! ^^
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