I do not own Blue Exorcist.

"What the hell am I?"

"You... Are the son of a demon. Born of a human, impregnated by a demon."

"What?"

"And not just any demon. You are the son of Satan…"

"AHHHHH!"

I woke up screaming. My heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to burst out of my chest. I struggled to breathe properly. Slowly, I wiped the sweat off of my forehead. I looked over to Yukio, who was waking up from the noise.

"Rin? What happened?" he mumbled, still half asleep.

"Nothing, just a nightmare," I stuttered.

"Oh, okay," he said, lying back down.

I sighed and looked at my watch. 2:39. Damn, gotta get back to sleep. I lay back onto my pillow trying to get back to sleep. It was just a dream Rin, that's all it was, a dream.

But in reality, it isn't. I am what I am. The son of Satan.

Stop thinking about that. I need to distract myself so I can sleep. What should I think about... Shiemi! Yeah! Yesterday was great; having her sit next to me sure is fun. We talked all lesson about exorcism. I finally felt smart for once in my life. Wait, does that make her my friend? What id she found out about…

No. She won't ever find out. None of them will. So does that mean that her and me can be friends?

Fuck it.

We're friends.

The thought of me and Shiemi finally being friends managed to get me to drift of to sleep. If only she knew how long I've wanted to be her friend…

Shiemi's pov

I felt shaking. The ground was shaking, the buildings were shaking. Everything was. I ran out of my house and into the garden. I heard screams, calling my name. My parents weren't anywhere to be found. I ran out of the garden and into the street. What? I saw… grandma. She was standing there, calling me.

"Shiemi!"

"Grandma!"

"Shiemi!"

What is she trying to tell me?

"Shiemi!"

Slowly, I woke to a hand shaking me. I opened my eyes. Everything was blurry.

"Grandma…" I mumbled, looking around.

"You fell asleep. Again," said the voice. A male voice. A teenage male voice.

I rubbed my eyes to see clearly. There was Rin, waiting for me.

"Rin!" I said, embarrassed.

"You were dribbling," he said, looking away.

I felt myself going bright red as I wiped the dribble away. Rin sighed. I'm so stupid! Why do I always let myself fall asleep!

"You should probably see a doctor," he said.

"No thanks, I don't want some man in a white cloak poking and prodding me to see if-

"When I say doctor, I mean my brother," he interrupted.

"Oh right, he's a doctor and a dragoon," I said, probably sounding dumb.

"I'll ask him to give you a check up," he said, walking out of class.

I ran after him. He seemed different. More angry than usual. I found it hard to keep up with him, its almost like he was running.

"Rin," I said, trying to get him to talk to me.

He didn't answer. He didn't even look. Instead he walked even faster.

"Rin!" I shouted.

"What?" he shouted back, slowing down.

"Are you alright? You don't seem norm-"

"I'm fine alright! Geez!" he shouted, clearly annoyed.

I grabbed his arm to stop him from walking away from me.

"Rin! Look at me!" I shouted.

He sighed and did so. His face was pale, and there were dark circles under his eyes.

"I'm sorry. I didn't get much sleep last night, I'm usually cranky when I don't sleep," he apologised.

"Its okay, maybe you should have a talk with Yuki about your sleep as well," I said, smiling.

"Yuki? Where did that come from?" he laughed.

I blushed a little. His laughter warmed me in a way a jacket couldn't. I have one of those very weird, stupid laughs. I mean if I ever sat behind myself in a movie or something, I'd probably lean over and tell myself to please shut up.

"That's just what I call him, I thought it suited him. I like giving people nicknames," I said, twirling a strand of hair.

"Oh yeah? Well what would you give me?" he asked, smirking.

"You don't need a nickname. I like the name Rin," I said, smiling back.

I saw his cheeks go a little red. Suddenly, he started walking again. I caught up with him, and together we walked to cram school.

"There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with you, Rin," said Yuki, checking Rin's eyes and tongue. "Maybe you should spend less time reading manga before bed."

"Whatever, four eyes," Rin muttered, stepping away from him.

"Lets have a look at you, Shiemi," said Yuki.

I walked towards him and did everything he told me to do, open my eyes as wide as I can, stick out my tongue and say ah, it kind of felt like a visit to the dentist.

"Well, you two seem to have a similar situation. You both get stressed at night, causing you to stay awake. That's why you sleep during the day, Shiemi," said Yuki, leaning against his desk.

"What can I do to stop sleeping during the day?" I asked.

"There's only one thing you can do," said Yuki, pushing up his glasses. "Relax."

"That's it? You're not going to give us something to help us sleep like medicine?" asked Rin, annoyed.

"I don't have permission to give you two drugs," said Yuki.

"Well then get permission!" shouted Rin.

"You two should probably go. Class is long over," said Yuki, changing the subject.

"But-"

"Lets go, Rin," I said, pulling him out of class.

"That jerk, how am I supposed to just relax?" he said, scratching his head.

"If I knew I wouldn't be sleeping in class," I said, still pulling him along. "And he isn't a jerk."

"You wouldn't know, you haven't had to put up with him for 15 years," huffed Rin.

I giggled a little, trying not to show my annoying laugh.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"Nothing," I said, smiling.

"Tell me!" he said, getting inpatient.

"Its just funny how different you and your brother are from each other. You're polar opposites," I explained.

"In what way?" he asked, clearly interested.

"Well," I started. "Yuki is a genius! He's so responsible and calm and cool. Where as you are clumsy, angry and annoyed by a lot of things."

"So there's nothing good about me then," he said, putting his hands in his pockets.

"No, there's lots of good things about you," I said, smiling.

"Like…" he said.

"You're funny, kind, and honest," I answered.

He looked away from me.

"I'm not that honest," he whispered.

"What? Of course you are!" I said.

"If only you knew," he whispered again.

"Shiemi! Rin!"

Rin and me turned to face the person calling us. It was Yuki, running after us. He finally caught up, and when he stopped, he took a moment to catch his breath.

"What's wrong Yukio?" asked Rin.

"I've just been called in to help with an exorcism," he said, panting. "Satan has appeared, it's like a recreation of the blue night."

Rins eyes widened.

"And there's another thing. Your parents are down there, Shiemi, and a fellow exorcist just called me to tell me they are gravely injured."

"To lose one parent may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness." – Oscar Wilde.