As I made my way down the hall, I bumped into someone else and we both fell on our bottoms. "Ouch, hey haven't you heard of the saying, 'Always walk on the right side of the hall!?" I was about to give this person a smug reply when I recognized the familiar voice, this man was no other than Kiyotaka Ishimaru. I blushed a deep blue, and averted my eyes from Ishimaru.
"I-I'm sorry, Ishimaru-kun, but I only came this way to talk to you…" The blue blush on my face was growing darker the second, as Ishimaru started to stand back up, he helped me up, also. "I am very sorry, Izhumaki-san, but I cannot participate in such conversations right now, I left my book at school and my studies are endangered."
"Can't you stay for just one second, Ishimaru-kun, It's really, really important." Truth is, I just wanted to get back to my apartment and hide in my bedroom for tonight.
"Whatever it is, make it quick, Izhumaki-san, and it better not be any of your games, I am sincerely not in the mood." I looked to the ground, and shuffled my feet, I felt my heart in my throat again, I felt as if I was going to burst into tears, I just wanted to dig a hole and die right now. Finally I choked out a, "ImreallysorryIshimaru" but I said it so fast, so Ishimaru didn't understand, "What'd you say, Izhumaki-san?" Then finally a sigh, and I cleared my throat, "I'm really, really sorry for what happen earlier, what I said, and what I did was uncalled for, I just hope this doesn't ruin our friendship-" Ishimaru gasped, and backed away a bit, covering his mouth with his hand.
"D-did I… say something, what's wrong, Ishimaru-kun?" All Ishimaru was able to do was point behind me, I turned around, and sometimes, I wish I didn't. I heard the shrieks of the people in their rooms, running out with their children, with their family. Then it was clear to me, a demon. "...Kuro Izhumaki…" It said, I looked around, no exit, we were cornered. I looked for a weapon, but found nothing, I was doomed.
"Ishimaru, run and get Mr. Izhumaki, now!" Ishimaru hesitated, he didn't move, "Ishimaru go, he doesn't want you, so he won't chase you, I'll distract him long enough for you to get Mr. Izhumaki, and get back!" Ishimaru finally did as I said, and I thought about saying, No running in the halls, Ishimaru-kun!, but right now really wasn't the time to mock him. "Princess… Izhumaki…" the beast said my name again, and I backed farther away from him, only to hit the wall behind me, Shit!there's no way out, now!, I thought.
But then I remembered Kazuchi giving me a pocket knife earlier today, telling me that I'll need to protect myself now that the rumor of me being a demon was out. I reached down to my pocket, hoping this cursed demon wouldn't notice it, and grabbed my pocket knife,but I noticed something, the knife was… Hollow? And it had a lid at the top. I open the lid and a drop of liquid slipped out, and slid down to my skin, "Tch, ouch that really hurt!" At that moment, something kicked in, a memory from my time with Shiro, he told me that there was always one thing that could hurt even the strongest demon alive, "Holy water.." I whispered to myself.
At that moment, I threw the knife-shaped-canteen at the demon, every drop of Holy Water hit the demon, and its skin burned, as it howled in pain. Then a few minutes later I heard sounds, Crack! Crack!, and the demon disappeared in a black smoke.
"Are you alright, Kazuchi?" The voice wasn't familiar, not anyone I knew. But I was confused, how'd he know my name? Was I just imagining someone said my name?No, it was too real, and I'm was more than sure it came from behind the thick smoke, I broke through to the other side, and saw a mysterious man in front of me He then put his gun down, back into the holster, and held his hand out. We exchanged handshakes and talked a bit.
"Oh! So you're an exorcist, yeah?" The man nodded in response, "Ishimaru and your younger brother Kazuchi came and got me, you were really smart to use that Holy Water, but.." He pointed to the patch of skin that I had prickled some water on, and gave me a concerned look, "You're immune to Holy Water, which means you're a demon, right?" I averted my eyes from him, "I'm not a bad demon, and I sure as hell never asked to be a demon either, it just… Happen. I didn't even know I was a demon until 2 years ago, so don't go pointing that gun at me, I'm cool, okay?" The man laughed, and grabbed a bandage from his bag, and wrapped it around my hand, when he was done he put the bandages back in his bag and looked back at me, "I never told you my name, I'm Yukio Okumura." I gasped, and looked him straight in the eyes, "O-O-Okumura?! So you're Shiro's dad, and Rin's younger brother, yeah!?" Yukio looked like he might of fallen down if he had let his focus go, "How did you know I was-" "Rin and I… We used to be best friends back in 5th grade, until my 'powers' were awoken, and I sent Rin to the hospital, Shiro had to come to our classroom to calm me down and-" I didn't realize I had started to cry, because Yukio told me that if it hurt to much to remember, to not speak of it. I touched my hand to my cheek to find it was wet. After that we talked a little more, then it started to get late. We exchanged our goodbye's and went our separate ways. That night Kazuchi and I didn't speak much, but I couldn't get my mind off of that Yukio kid.