Wild walks in bowing head in shame. "I believe I owe my readers an apoligy I have not been near a computer for several days so I have not been able to update, this has been a terrible shame seeing how I finished this chapter about five days ago...Please don't kill me! "

*rubs head* Haha, yep I'm gonna be killed, seeing how this may be an repeating occurence during the summer...sorry.

But here is the good news the chapters will get longer! Hazzah!

Well, here you go!

Warning disclaimer: If I owned Ao no Exorcist do ou think I would be writing this fanfic?

Plus Mephisto, Angel and Shura are absoultey crazy, thats all I have to say! Good luck!

Oh and I'm sorry for the note that appeared it was for a certain review who disagreed with the last chapter I hope it panned out well.

In the words of Rin: "Shuttin' up now"

Recap

/Angel being the current Paladin decided he would stop this farce, even if the little demon was involved. Besides, if anyone was going to harm the spawn, it would be him and no one else.

But then suddenly a bright light shone across the room and blinded him. It slowly dissipated and he looked back at the scene before him. Shock coursed through his body and unsheathing Caliburn he jumped out into the open. /

The stunned exwires, plus Yukio, Shura and Mephisto watched as the blonde haired paladin jumped from behind a bookcase and dashed towards the spell circle.

"ANGEL!"

Both Yukio and Shura cried as they saw him with his sword. The other occupants in the room watched on, they were frozen in place waiting for what seemed like eternity for the paladin to deliver the surely lethal blow to Rin. Mephisto watched on, not perturbed at all; even daring to smirk as he watched the inevitable happen.

Angel, oblivious to everyone else in the room, at the last minute skidded to a stop, right before the figure that stood in the pentacle. Swinging Caliburn, he imbedded her into the floor before Rin's feet and kneeling with a majestic sweep of his angel wing cape, bowed his head to the level of the cross design on the black and silver rectangular blade. Right hand over his heart, he knelt before a dazed Rin.

Confused and a little bit disoriented, after the spell had finished, Rin could only stand there and blearily watch what the paladin was going to do next.

Suddenly without hesitation, Angel snapped his head up and with his right palm turned upwards at Rin and left hand still placed firmly on Caliburn's pitted hilt, gave Rin a dazzling white smile; while at the same time declaring loudly for all to hear,

"Oh! Oh! What fate has delivered! A beautiful dark haired angel before us! Surely, God has sent you falling from heaven to our forsaken Earth as a sign! An entrancing entity that proudly and with gracious splendor upon our persons that all shall be blessed by our dear Lord, the Almighty on high!"

(Insert deadly silence)

1…

2…

3…

As all eyes were laid on the pair in the middle of the room the silence was broken when Bon, who had yet to look at Rin, sputtered out, "I didn't hit him that hard, did I?"

Yukio and Shura jaw dropped as they watched the prick paladin fawn all over Rin, whose appearance had changed drastically, as they dually noted after the fact. Mephisto sneered and leaned back using the handle of his now, appeared out of thin air, umbrella as a cane.

Trembling, Shima looked at Rin's new appearance, lifted his arms, hands in spasm, and began to drool. 'I take back what I said earlier Rin, you're a hell of a lot bigger then Shura-san!' Konekomaru 'epp'ed' and whimpered, "Shima, you're a monk! Please get a hold of yourself!"

Takara had woken up at the loud exuberant speech that Angel earlier yelled for the entire world to hear and now sat on one of the desks pushed against the wall in the classroom. His rabbit held its head in its hands. "Why? Why will these idiots not shut up?" It raised its hand to the heavens in mock pleading.

Izumo and Shiemi both stared at the scene before them, eyes glittering and enthralled by the person before them.

Rin stood upright in the circle. Koumaken was nowhere to be seen but everything about the boy had changed thanks to the spell.

Long, inky, blackish-blue locks spiked and gently cascaded past a lithe figure that was shorter then its original height. When here once stood a boy of 6'2 now stood a girl of 5'4. Deep sapphire eyes were framed with long curled eyelashes. The usual mischievous stare was now bright with confusion. Partly opened, her pink lips glistened with a natural shine.

Her tie hung loosely around her neck and with the jacket nearly falling off her body, the sleeves resembled hungry monsters, devouring and enveloping her hands. The boyish un-tucked school shirt reached her thighs and her quite substantial assets strained against the shirt's buttons, while her pants clung further down then usual to her shapely hips. The size nine boots she wore, were slightly too big for her small feet. And her tail, which Angel had yet to notice, was longer and with its fur more fluffy than ever before, curling gently, though still very spiky, around her leg.

As Rin slowly came to her senses, she realized who exactly was kneeling before her. Confused, Rin simpered with a lilting alto,

"A-Angel?"

The said man, who had been patiently waiting this entire time for his angel to speak, beamed at her (and I mean beamed, there was sparkles and flowers everywhere.) He grabbed her left hand and raising it to his lips, kissed it.

"Ah! The angel knows my name! Such a voice! The very whisper of my name on your lips reaps my soul and sends it into the heavens! Please, pure maiden, grace me with a kiss upon your cherubic lips!"

Puckering his lips and closing his eyes, he pulled Rin by his left hand down to kiss her. A cold shiver went down her spine as she could only lean back, away from him in trepidation; unsure what exactly was happening and unable to get away as he still held said hand in a vice-like grip.

Everyone eyes were now as wide as serving platters.

Bon was shaking with rage; while Mephisto was guffawing with mirth at the actions of the paladin, 'Ah, what cruel irony!'

Yukio and Shura both shook with fury, ripping out there weapons, guns and a demon slaying sword, respectively, they snarled, "STOP THIS FARCE RIGHT THIS INSTANT ANGEL!"

But alas, to the consternation of paladin (and the relief of several persons in the room), just as he was about to kiss Rin, Koumaken decided to appear.

Twirling once, twirling twice, twirling thrice, Kurikara landed hilt down onto the blond head of Angel.

*Thud*

A sickening crunch.

And a certain blonde was now face munching the marble floor. Turns out Koumaken weighs a lot more than it looks. (Who knew?)

Koumaken on the other hand landed a tad bit safer, straight into the petite outstretched hand of its owner, Rin. Shivering, she quickly took several steps back at the sight of the prone lump of paladin before her.

'S-so close! He al-almost kis-kis-kissed me!'

"…kissed me?"

(Insert eye twitch)

'Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~'

She blushed, a deep, scarlet red appearing across her mortified face. At the same time squishing Koumaken close to her body, like it was specially made for her figure, unfortunately, a little too close. She had held Koumaken like this before, but never had it felt…so…so squishy.

'Wait, squishy?'

Rin looked down at her body. Still disorientated with reality, she took out a mental checklist.

Jacket? Check.

Tail? Check.

Tie? Check.

Shirt? Check.

Breasts? Check.

'Breasts...?'

Shaking, she shifted Kurikara to the indention of her arm and using both hands, she slowly and hesitantly grasped her assets and squeezed.

*Squish*

'…'

(Insert draining color of the face)

Koumaken was unsheathed. Blue flames leaped into the air as Rin stalked towards the clown on the other side of the room laughing his pantaloons off (I'm pretty sure that's what he is wearing O.o). Shrieking, she pointed Kurikara threatening at the head principal.

"YOU!"

Mephisto twirled the parasol in his hand and drawled, "Me?"

"YES! YOU! WHO THE GEHENNA DO YOU THINK I'M TALKING TO? FUCKING SATAN?"

The demon in white tilted his head (and top hat, mind you) and thumped his ear several times; then answered with a snarky, "Well~, the level of your screaming can probably be heard all the way into Gehenna, soooo~ it is quite possible!"

Rin snarled and pounced. At least she would have, if Angel had not jumped on her first. Clinging to Rin as if his life depended on it, he bellowed,

"Darling! What horror! Do not fear, I shall save you from the vicious demons blue flames!"

Angel whipped out a vial of extra CCC concentration holy water.

The soul of Okumura Rin fled the building as they fell, slow-mo to the ground.

Everyone watched in horror as the paladin uncorked the vial, intent on splashing Rin with it.

Thankfully though, Rin's tail as well as a certain Bon-Bon came to the rescue. Lurching forward Bon threw him-self at the two and catching hold of the hips of Rin managed to push her out of Angels' demented grasp. While Rins' tail wrapped around the vial and tossed it across the room far away.

Breathing easier, everyone watched as Angel landed face first on to the ground, hard. Caliburn, who had been silent for this entire (as Yukio and Shura put it, adeptly) farce, would stay quiet no longer. As much as she adored her master, to put it frankly, he was acting like a love struck dumbass.

"Uwwwwaaa, Angel? Please just stay down! If you haven't seen my amazing master, that thing you keep fawning over is the exact same beast who you're trying to get rid off!"

Caliburn was wiggling (O.o) inside the crack in the floor, trying to free her-self. Angel (who at this time was sporting a huge bleeding bruise on his forehead) looked up at his demon sword in question and then slowly at the jumbled heap that was Bon and Rin.

Groaning, they shifted their limbs in order to sit up, instead of lying on the floor like rag dolls. Shima meanwhile, was not even trying to contain or hide the massive nose dripping down his face. Konekomaru could not scold him, for him him-self was blushing madly. Takara laughed. Just laughed, alongside his puppet.

Izumo and Shiemi covered their mouths and were giggling with tears in their eyes. Shura was biting her lip trying not to laugh her ass off. Yukio (if the holy water bullets weren't in his gun at the moment) would have killed Bon. Mephisto to, was no longer amused by the unfolding events.

Incidentally, you see, when Bon tackled Rin away from Angel, he also managed to rip part of her shirt. So there was Bon frozen, face deep into the quite substantial chest of a stunned Rin. With several buttons ripped off of it, the shirt sparsely covered anything at all.

Yukio was starting to see red; stomping over to Bon, he stowed his guns away and shaking with rage, grabbed him by his pierced ear. Dragging him over to the other side of the classroom, everyone watched the silent, yet violent lecture Bon was enduring by the hands of the exwires' sensei. Who still had bon's ear in his right hand.

Sweat dropping, the exwires, plus Shura, pitted the poor fool. Everyone already knew just how much Yukio really cared for his older brother. They were a bunch of idiots, that they knew; but they were not so stupid as not to notice this obvious fact.

Unfortunately, while they were all busy watching the Bon's-being-chewed-out-rather-violenty-by-an-enraged-overprotective-brother fest, Angel had conversed with his demon blade and sheathing her, he silently walked up to the still seated on the floor, Rin.

Clutching her torn shirt, Rin watched with the mixed feelings of mirth and embarrassment as Bon was being yelled at by his brother in Mother-Hen Mode. Completely oblivious to the danger approaching her from behind, Rin giggled at Bon's contrite face.

Angel right behind her now, reached down to grab her shoulder; when the newly appeared Mephisto hit his outstretched hand with the ice cream shaped handle of his umbrella. (Can someone tell me what exactly that stupid thing is anyway?)

"OW!"

Waving his hand around in the air, Angel shed tears at his now red hand. Though with his outburst, Rin turned around to see what the commotion was about.

Seeing the paladin hopping around waving his hand like a lunatic was funny to watch, but wearily Rin tried to stand up so that she could put some distance in between her-self and the blond.

Mephisto was only too happy to oblige. Taking her slim floppy sleeved hand he heaved her off the floor and into his arms. Grabbing Koumaken while he was at it, he shuffled both of them into his left arm, the right still holding his umbrella. Smiling fangs and all, he directed his attention back to Angel.

"Let go of me clown face! What's left of my shirt is riding up!"

Once again, managing to ignore a fuming Rin, who was struggling to get out of his steely grasp.

"Angel, if you do not cease and deceased with antagonizing dear Rin-chan, I believe we may have a problem on our hands. Do you not agree?"

He spoke this last part with venom and he tightened his grip on Rins' midriff to prove his point.

Angel stopped dancing around and put his hand down. Serious once again, he stared down Mephisto. Speaking slowly, Angel addressed the head.

"And what pray tell is this all about Sir Pheles? Why is the son of Satan now, very clearly a girl? What are you up to; I demand as the current Paladin, you enlighten me!"

Mephisto sneered at the man in white, vaguely wondering if he killed the annoying human right now what would happen. Still entreating that particular thought, he did not notice the flustered state of Rin who was currently being squished as he unwittingly tightened his hold on her using his demonic strength by accident in his annoyed state. Tail swishing violently, Rin thought and voiced, 'If he doesn't let go of me in one minute I'm gonna mess up his face, permanently.'

"Damn clown…~ your squishing…me~! I…can't breath!"

While poor Rin suffered at the hands of her older brother, Yukio his younger was still lecturing Bon. Everyone still absorbed in the twos' ranting, they all failed to notice the other two very strong entities having a staring match in the corner. Or the significant plight of Rin, trapped by the arms of one of them.

'Why, oh why God? Do you really hate me this much? It's not my fault that my stupid ass father is that bastard Satan!'

In the meantime the gears were turning in Angel's head. 'What is the damn demon up to? Is there a reason as to why the son of Satan is disguised as so?'

Mephisto was starting to tier of all this nonsense, calmly he stated in a superior tone, "What I am doing is of no concern to the likes of you Angel. If you would please go about your way and leave the working of my subordinates alone then maybe we can have semblance of decorum in my academy. If not, I am afraid things could very well get very unpleasant for your short, duration of your stay as paladin."

Gritting his teeth together Angel hissed, "Is that a threat, against my person Sir Pheles?"

Tilting his head at Angel, Mephisto said not one word more, leaving his words to stand as they may.

Vein throbbing dangerously on Angel's head, he moved to draw Caliburn, yet once again. But was stopped as a pained voice wheezed menacingly,

"If both of you idiots don't shut up I'm gonna take Kurikara, slice you into strips of meat, place you over a barbecue, light it with my flames and smoke ya till your both well done, do you understand me?"

Rin glared at both of the feuding exorcists, earning two sets of hesitant nods from both of them. Sighing, Rin took Koumaken and hit Mephistos' hand with it.

Wincing slightly, he finally let go of Rin who pulled her shirt down and held it closed with her left, carrying Koumaken in her right. Huffing, she stalked towards a wary Angel and shifting Koumaken in her hand, pointed the tip of the scabbard at the man. Staring up at him with a heated glare she calmly spoke with a smile on her face,

"Touch me again and I won't just barbecue you: I'll slice, dice, debone, marinate, mince, whisk, purée, flambé, fry, simmer, grill, freeze then thaw, stuff, and bake, so thoroughly your useless carcass, till it's black with extra vitamin B, that if anyone where to question whether or not the meat came from a human, they would not even be able to identify if you where a man or woman."

Taking a deep breath she finished with, "Do you savvy?"

Punctuating her statement by poking him straight in the chest with a slightly flaming Koumaken, Rin's tail churned the air, mirroring its owner's mood.

Angel could not think of a single thing to say to this, way too engrossed in watching the deep sapphire flames flickering in her eyes. Feeling as if he had made some grave mistake, Angel would have though this couldn't possible be the demon spawn.

Her voice was too melodic, body too angelic in a fiery way, hair beautifully inky and the pout on her face drew him in far too much for his own liking to even possible humor that this, divine being in front of him, could even remotely be that demon boy. But alas, the flames were there, blue trails licking off that wonderfully glossy satin hair, weaving in whips across the delightfully smooth marble skin and the tips of her ears slightly pointed, making her resemble some elf maiden with a fluffy tail to boot, flicking back and forth behind her. Forever damning pieces of evidence of her true identity as Okumura Rin, the son of Satan, a demon, most defiantly no angel.

Angel did not fancy him-self a fool; but for some reason as he looked at her, he felt as if he had just won a great prize, only for the powers that be, to take it away from him.

Standing there in front of him, starting to wonder if he was brain dead or something, Rin pulled Koumaken back and tried to jab Angel in the stomach with it.

Angel snapping out of his self-pitying revere caught the sword by its sheath before it could hit him. Coughing, he turned to Mephisto keeping the sword in his grip. Rin pulled at it and tried to tug it out of his grasp but could not thanks to his new forms' zero upper body strength (plus the fact that he had to use one hand to keep his shirt closed lest he end up flashing everyone his newly acquired assets.)

Ignoring the smoldering of his white uniforms sleeve and the fiery temperament of the one who was doing the smoldering, he addressed the principal cordially.

"Sir Pheles, I must insist you tell me the circumstances behind this masquerade or I shall be forced to retain Okumura and hold hi-her till I am able to gain the approval of the council for a full-scale investigation."

Mephisto sneered once more, juggling several mental ways to tell him to go stuff it and leave him alone or better yet ten different ways to get rid of a cadaver.

But seeing the struggling Rin and glancing at the still ranting Yukio, he sighed, deciding he was not getting any younger and if the damnable man wanted to be apart of the mission then so be it. Maybe the demon that was killing people in the park would do them all a favor and devour the flakey paladin. It would mean more paperwork for him; but hey, he could just push it off on to Shura-san or Yukio-kun, plus on the upside the idiot would be out of his hair, permanently. Liking this new idea, Mephisto decided to implement it and hopefully it would end up as a raging success.

/ Somewhere across the nation of Japan in Inokashira Park, a certain something sneezed. /

Smirking, (and trying to hide his ever growing grin) Sir Pheles nodded his head in assent and tipped his top hat at the other man dressed in white.

"Very well, if you insist, then I will fill you in with the details."

Gasping in disbelief, Rin, still struggling with the sword, voiced his complaint.

"WHAT! What the Gehenna are you talking about you idiot clown! You're not seriously thinking about letting him come along! We will all die horribly in a death trap or something!"

Mephisto only looked at Rin in the eyes for a few seconds, but it was enough. She deadpanned,

"Shuttin' up now."

Rin went back to his tugging, and exasperated Angel finally let go, causing Rin to go spinning backwards, till Angel grabbed her collar and set her upright on her feet; though he still held on.

Seeing Mephisto glare at her again, Rin kept her mouth shut and suffered the abuse, planning to deal with it till later. After all everyone has to sleep, now don't they~?

Continuing where he left off Mephisto, began again,

"Well, I received a distress call from a sect that has just recently engaged with negotiations to try and merge with the True-Cross Establishment. Seeing how they are very old and have certain traditions to up hold, they asked for a certain amount of knowledge to be anonymous and to be only know by the head (points his thumb at him-self) and the Vatican. It is of the utmost importance to the Vatican to protect the Honzon they have in their possession from harm.

Therefore a secret mission was organized and this band," sweeping his hand in a majestic circle, "of exwires was picked to go in and investigate what ever is terrorizing the Benzaiten sect and put their fears to rest, or exorcise what ever is the cause of this entire incident."

Finishing, Mephisto glanced out of his peripherals at Rin then stood proudly as if to say well-what-now?

Angel mulled over this information but noticed Sir Pheles left out one little detail, (in reality, several but we won't get into that at the moment, may spoil the plot you see?) Angel then tugged the collar of Rin and moved her a little more to the front so that she was standing (slouching, pouting and mumbling about "Being manhandled by idiots.") in front of them both.

"You never broached the fact that this," points at Rin, "is most defiantly not the son of Satan but a female who exhibits the exact same blue flames as the demon Okumura Rin does. Is this or is this not Okumura Rin the son of Satan, who has, some how by your actions, been turned into a female?"

Mephisto grinned and elaborated with a sigh, "Yes, that is Okumura Rin, the son of Satan, but for this mission I felt that, due to a certain pesky tradition that the Benzaiten sect upholds, that he needed to be placed incognito for the duration in order to help protect the Honzon. That is why Rin is a female. Though the effects of the spell cast on him should disappear in a few weeks."

Rin stared open-mouthed at the demon in front of her, ignoring the possible reparations of speaking without permission Rin yelled, "A few weeks? A few weeks? How long is a few weeks, may I ask, you damn clown?"

Rin was waving her arms around still being held by the collar of her torn school shirt. Angel moved him-self back a little, trying not to be hit by the flailing appendages.

Mephisto merely smiled and turned away, speaking with a hint of amusement in his voice, he said,

"Oh maybe a month or two, but then again this was a very old spell, those kinds of things can be very hazardous, you know. ~"

Rin stilled, deflating in on her-self, wondering if the damn clown was just messing with her, again. She didn't notice Mephisto walk away, leaving her alone with Angel.

Angel him-self, watched as Rins' shoulders slumped in defeat. Curious as to why they both seemed to be on equal footing when they talked (yelled on Rin's part, was more like it) he scrutinized Rin from a few feet back.

But feeling the stare Rin turned to face the paladin with a thorny glare of her own. Scathingly, she voiced, "What are you looking at prick, I thought you couldn't bear to look at such an atrocity like me?" She stuck out her tongue and pulled down her left eye lid with her middle finger, mocking the man; while forgetting to use that hand to hold her shirt closed.

Face heating up because of the taunting and the slip of the shirt, Angel rolled his eyes in distain and let go of the girl. Rin took this chance to move away from the paladin and grasp her shirt again pulling it tightly closed again in embarrassment. Taking out a handkerchief he moved towards her as she backed away.

"What are you gonna do with that?"

Cautious Rin glanced behind her for some reinforcement but was met with the sight of the others clowning around as Bon and Izumo were once again fighting for one or another reason and Shura with Mephisto were silently egging them on. Yukio and the rest were trying to break it up, key word, trying, it wasn't going as well as they hoped.

Shaking he head in disbelief, she was just in time to see Angel grasp her again and kneel down to her stomach. Fearing an attack, she hit him on top of his head, to discourage any funny business.

"Ouch, must you always use that sword of yours dem-I mean Okumura? I'm just making sure that you don't lead any of the other men in temptation by flaunting your body about without a care in the world."

He raised his nose higher in the air, snubbing it at Rin. Shaking with rage, Rin hit him again, snarling in alto,

"Well, if you hate me so much, leave me the fuck alone! I never did anything to you, so why must you insist on dogging me, hmm? Besides I'm not flaunting my body, sheesh! Who in Gehenna says that I even wanted to do this? I much rather be practicing to control my flames or with my sword, then being turned into a girl for several weeks, and be forced to act like one!"

Angel for once listened to Rin instead of just ignoring her and thinking her words just used up air. Something had changed about the demon; Angel just couldn't put his finger on it. But if there's one thing about the paladin, it was this: he was damn stubborn and persistent when it came to the son of Satan.

Finishing, he stood up, mind swimming with ideas and plans for the coming mission. Thought try as he might, he couldn't just look at Okumura Rin as some mindless and soulless demon any longer, but damn it all to hell if he was going to admit that.

'Che, I need to get some fresh air.'

Running his hand through his hair and tugging on his pony-tail a little, he started to walk away leaving behind a confused Rin, who looked down at Angels handy work. The handkerchief was tied between two slits that he had made, that tied up the two sides of the shirt together beneath her chest. Making sure it would stay closed, Rin lifted up his left hand away from the fabric and seeing that it stayed shut, pouted crossing her arms mentally cursing Angel for being such a jackass.

Angel strolled right passed the still fighting exwires and exited the room with as much poise as possible. But secretly his mind was racing. There was something Mephisto was not telling him and he would get to the bottom of it. As well as figure out the feelings that had surfaced when he saw Rin as a girl for the first time. It did not help one bit that they were still there, even though he had found out who the girl was. He still couldn't place the odd tingeing that had appeared in his heart. Sighing to him-self Angel decided he needed a stiff drink and he walked down the hall.

Rin was left to fend for her-self; twirling Kurikara around a few times she decided that she was hungry and wanted to get something to eat, as well as some new clothes. Her boxers were just barely hanging onto her hips. Any sudden movements from now on could be dangerous to her fragile state of mind.

'If the boxers I'm wearing now don't fit me, Yukios' defiantly won't, he is bigger then me! Che, damn little brother being taller then his Aniki, that should be illegal!'

Rin pouted as she walked towards the group that mostly was now in the senzai position, holding the ghost stone demons' on their laps. Shaking her head at their idiocy she laughed,

"Haha, why the Gehenna are you idiots like that? Che, you would think by now we could get rid of collective responsibly, but no~! Did Izumo swipe your man card, Bon?"

Giggling, Rin leaned back onto the edge of her sword as she squatted just out of arms reach in front of Bon. That, thanks to the ghost stone could not move him-self from his position on the floor. Crossing his arms, he was currently trying to tell him-self not to strangle the girl once he could move his legs properly.

'Tch, damn bitch, I don't care if Rin's a girl now! I won't hesitate to sock her if she keeps this up!'

Then he saw her stand up, walking towards the three teachers in the classroom. The sway of Rins' hips with her tail swishing gently behind her caught his attention and he amended his earlier thought.

'Well…maybe I won't…but she doesn't have to know that!'

While across from Bon to his right, Shiemi as well as all the other exwires were quietly discussing a life or death topic. What exactly was Rin was going to wear?

Shima was adamant, "She shall wear a short red shirt with a black tube top! It's for the good of men everywhere!"

Izumo was the closest, to his left, so she hit him, in the face. Then expressed her own opinion, "I think she should wear thigh high black stockings with a black skirt and her normal school jacket with a white shirt and the tie, it suits Okumura more. Besides it would be a little creepy, don't you think if she were to go all out? I mean Okumura is still a boy inside of her head."

Shiemi nodded, agreeing with Izumo, who was, as all ways, the voice of reason in the group (well, not when she's battling it out in a fight with Bon, but you know what I mean) ,but she still wanted to see Rin in a traditional kimono.

'A red one with a gold leaf pattern and a gold and black obi; ahhh, and tons of hair ornaments and a fan, she would look so pretty! Yes, she has to have a fan and big wooden sandals!'

Eyes sparkling she sat next to Konekomaru who was next to Bon across from Izumo. Konekomaru was trying to get Shima to talk to him. After landing backwards from the side swipe of Izumo's womanly fist of fury, he was currently having a conversation with the stars circling his head.

"Shima-san, please get a hold of your self! You're a monk!"

Izumo snorted and said with as much spite as she could muster, (which is by the way, quite a lot, Izumo is the resident bitch after all.)

"Well, if you are trying to become a monk good luck! I doubt you'll get very far, with those lecherous thought of yours! You're even more perverted then you were in the first half of cram school!"

Shima sat up, grinning lazily,

"Don't knock it till you try it! You have absolutely no idea what you're missing!"

Izumo swiped at him again. Shima leaned to the side as far as he could. Missing, she huffed and turned to Konekomaru,

"Well? What do you think?"

Konekomaru blushed lightly and stammered,

"M-me? I don-don't think we should be discussing this! It-it's up to Okumura-kun I mean -chan to choo-choose what she wants to wear!"

Bon nodded in approval at his bald headed friend, deciding to enter the conversation him-self. (And get rid of his own unholy thoughts.)

"Konekomaru's right just stop talking about it will ya! You are all giving me a headache with your bickering!"

Izumo was about to retaliate but just then, Takara, with his rabbit, jumped in.

"I hate to say it, but the rooster head has a point, shut yer traps! Jeez, my brain is about to explode!"

Everyone shut up at this. All were thinking about a way to get rid of the annoying exwire with the pink rabbit. (Well, not Shiemi or Konekomaru, they are just too nice for that.)

None of them even bothered to pay attention to the four standing just over a few feet away. Rin, Shura, Yukio and Mephisto were discussing some of the same topics but were also planning the trip to Inokashira Park.

Mephisto spoke pleasantly, "Well, now that your disguise is complete we shall get the travel preparations under way. I believe the park is only about one hour away if you travel by train, then foot to the shrine."

Yukio cut in, "Were will the boys be staying for the mission?"

Mephisto answered promptly,

"There will be hotels some where along the way, where the boys will set up base, taking up scouting hours and dividing them up amongst themselves. Choose whatever hotel is the closet to where you think you have the most advantage."

Yukio nodded and Shura said,

"And the girls, what do we do in the mean time? Nya~"

Mephisto tipped his hat at Rin and Shura,

"The girls on the other hand will introduce themselves to the occupants of the shrine and set up a protective perimeter around it and more safe guards around the Honzon. I hope you have some diplomatic skills Shura-san, you will need them."

Rin was bored with the mission talk; he only wanted one thing right at the moment.

"Umm, ya that's nice and all; but if none of you have noticed if I don't get some new clothes stat, I will burn everyone else's off and we can start our own nudist colony, how about that?"

They sweat dropped and Mephisto glanced over to Shura, "Well, I do believe the only female close to your size here at the moment is Shura-san. So~ take Rin-chan and give her some clothes. And I cannot believe I have to say this, but knowing your choice of garments please, for the sake of any innocent bystanders," mumbles under his breath, "and the money that might have to be used for hospital bills," looks at Yukio, "please give her decent clothing that will not insight blood shed on Yukio-kun's part."

Shura snorted and drawled, "Nya~, where's the fun in that? Besides she would look great in the new booty shorts I just-"

*Snap*

*Chick*

Shura amended her sentence when she saw Yukio pull out his gun, unload, and reload it with holy silver bullets, the ones that can actually kill.

"I mean ya of course, yer don't have to worry I'll get right on it! Come on fluffy," mumbles behind her right hand, "before yer brother shoots someone!"

Shura grabbed Rin and high-tailed it out of there.

Yukio lowered his gun and placed it back in its holster. He sighed and turned to Mephisto,

"If any harm comes to her, I swear it will be on your head Mephisto."

The demon grinned like a shark and chuckled. Shaking his head he laid his right hand on his shoulder and with his umbrella now in the left, swaggered out of the room.

Yukio's eye twitched at the antics of the head principal.

'I wonder if my hair will turn prematurely grey because of these idiots.'

The idiots that resided in the classroom were now busy with trying not to have their legs severed by the ghost stones.

Yukio looked at them in disbelief, "How is it that I've come to have such a troublesome class?"

He rubbed the bridge of his nose above his glasses and walked over to release the stones that were currently trying to amputate the exwires legs.

But just then he looked around the almost empty classroom.

'?'

"Where did Angel go?"

Please review, it would give me great joy to read them.

Plus if any of you have costume ideas...Hit me with 'um!

Double plus, thanks forkthatwaffle, you were right Rin is pretty...ummm...big. O.o

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