A/N: Um... sorry this took so long? I wasn't really up to writing, and I was on vacation. And I know it's kind of short, too, but I promise the next chapter will be up sooner and be more lenghthy as well as more exciting!

This chapter decided to commit mutiny against me multiple times, but it's finally up!

Thanks for all you guys' continuous support! I really cannot use words to describe how much I appreciate you reading my story!

~ Human Demon ~

To say that Rin was pissed would've been a severe understatement.

The first offense was committed in the unholy hours of the early morning, when Amaimon stole one of his favorite Bariyon- the one shaped like a lounging chair- and subsequently hid it in Satan's personal quarters (how the Earth King got in there time and time again Rin would never know.) The consequential chewing out resulted in Rin thanking whatever ruling entity there was besides Satan that he was immune to the infamous blue flames of the Demon Lord.

And then, while relieving his anger in an interesting sparring match with a mid-class demon servant, some dumbass exorcists just had to go and summon him. He'd never felt the strange pulling sensation before, but when he opened his eyes and saw the humans, he had gotten a pretty good idea of what happened. And of course, it just had to be some puny exorcists-in-training at goddamn Samael's- or Mephisto's, whatever- school, a place Satan had been complaining about for decades.

And to top the whole thing off, Rin was now officially stuck, and very confused. When the bastardly demon king had finished up their little "conversation," Rin had burst into flames, which would normally incinerate his host send him back to Gehenna. Unfortunately, when he did, the world only turned black for a second, and instead of seeing the familiar obsidian turrets of Gehenna, Rin was faced with a burst of purple smoke before he stood, discombobulated, in front of a ratty looking old dorm.

What is going on?

Rin, hoping for some answers, decided that whoever was blocking him from returning should have redirected him to this dormitory for a reason, and with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders, he pushed open the worn doors of the building.

The first thing that hit his oversensitive nose was the smell of dust. Was this place abandoned? Rin looked down the empty but lit hallway, and was surprised to hear the sound of dishes clattering. He jumped, startled, and proceeded quietly to the room that the sound had come from. Turning the corner into what he assumed was a mess hall, he promptly froze and gaped.

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?"

A startled Yukio looked up from his late dinner at the sound of the demon yelling. He didn't say anything, though- he wasn't exactly sure how to react to Rin suddenly stomping into the abandoned dorm occupied by only himself and Ukobach.

"Yu-Yukio-" Rin mentally patted himself on the back for remembering the page's name. "- Why the fuck are you here?"

Yukio supressed an eye-twitch. "I live here, of course. This is my dorm."

"... Does that mean I'm stuck here, too?"

"Of course."

There was a very awkward, very tense pause.

Yukio got up, his chair scraping on the floor. He still felt a quiet, murderous rage at the spawn of his greatest enemy, but he needed to think with sense right now.

"I should show you to your room."

"Che. Damn right you should."

~ † ~

After showing a wary Rin to the dorm room next to his own, Yukio was ready to crash. He'd already finished most of his homework before dinner, and all that was left were cram school assignments, and they didn't usually take long. His mind was strained from the events of that day, and he leaned back in his desk chair, covering his eyes with the back of his hand.

He should try to sort out his feelings about Rin, he knew he should, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. All day he'd been holding back the wave of rage and pain with a wall of self-preservation and restraint, but he knew he couldn't do it forever.

Before he could do any more thinking, there was a crash from the direction of said demon's room, followed by a string of rapid, multilingual curses and a questionable shriek (or was it a squeal?).

Afraid that Rin had broken something important, Yukio marched over to the adjacent dorm, slamming open the door.

Yukio paused. He honestly was not sure how to respond to the scene in front of him.

Rin's back was on the floor, and on his chest was a strange black cat with two tails and- were those horns? The demon boy's body was covered in blue flames, as well as the majority of the floor, and the now broken desk chair. There was also a very suspicious dent in the ceiling, and Yukio did not want to know why there was a katana impaled on the linoleum floor, also wreathed in cyan flames.

"I just don't-" Sigh. "... Please tell me why the room is on fire."

Rin looked up, seemingly only just noticing that there was another person in the dorm. His previously exuberant smile fell. "Um... I forgot that wood could burn?"

"You forgot." Yukio resisted the urge to facepalm at the blunt confession. "You forogt that wood is perfectly combustible."

"... Yes?"

"Please tell me that your flames don't actually burn things." Yukio rubbed the bridge of his nose. Where did he keep the headache medicine again? The bathroom cupboard?

"They don't." Rin said quickly. "They'll dissapear when I dispell them."

Yukio looked at him, eyebrow raised. With a sigh, the demon supressed his power and the blue fires died down.

"And why is there a cat demon in the dorms?"

Rin made a face. "It's a cat sith, dumbass. And his name is Kuro. He's my familiar."

Demons can have familiars? Yukio stopped himself from asking, feeling that it wouldn't be particularly helpful to the conversation at hand. Shaking his head, Yukio said, "Just... Clean up this mess before you sleep."

When he left the room, Yukio felt a strange chill travel down his back. It was curious, like fear but warmer, if that made any sense.

Later, Yukio would recognize it as guilt.

Because, back in the room, even if it was just a second, Yukio forgot that Rin was a demon.