Chapter 7 Is here! And I absolutley no excuse for being AWOL for the past (alomst) three months! Hahaha-Don't kill me. Please. I can't promise that I'll always update in time, but I can say this: I wil finsh this fic no matter what! And I want to thank all those who stuck with me throught this time it means a lot! AnE fans rock and this fandom needs more love! I'm done babbling on with the show!

/ "Where did Angel go?" /

The exwires stood in front of the train station; backpacks and bags full of the necessary equipment for the mission.

They had also been given their new exwire uniform jacket and a purple and pink badge, but only half of what the exorcists wore, showing their rank as exwires. The girl's jackets only came up to half of their midriffs unlike the boys; which were basically the same as Yukio's except for the badge. All of theirs came down to their ankles, but the girls, showing off the normal pinkish skirt of theirs.

The shirt they wore underneath was up to their choosing as well as the pants as long as they were black; otherwise they would "clash horribly with your magnificent ensemble"—as per the words of Mephisto. They all had to wear the normal school tie—bow for girls—that was black and red with the white glyph on it.

Yukio sighed for the fifth time wondering if Shura had gotten drunk along with Rin in tow and lost them-selves on the way to the station. He had on his exorcist coat all buttoned up professionally. (Because we all know he has a stick up his-sorry, keep reading please.)

Bon glanced at his watch, shoulders slumping as he leaned against the wall mumbling about "stupid-lazy-idiots". He had on his jacket, but it was only zipped up; not buttoned allowing his white button-up school shirt to show. All the boys except Shima were wearing similar button-up shirts. He wore a bright orange shirt that had a scantly clad women lying across it. (I'll let your imagination run wild on that one.*shivers*) He never wore the tie anyway.

Konekomaru took a deep breath and enjoyed the down time, still a little sleepy even after all the excitement that had happened earlier. He too, was leaning against the wall with his jacket zipped up, but was relaxed as a sloth when compared with Bon.

Shima and Takara were outright sleeping against the back of the benches, snooze bubbles waiting to burst at the slightest noise. Their jackets were wide open to let in the cool morning air.

Shiemi and Izumo sat on the benches opposite of the two sleeping boy exwires, Shiemi bouncing with excitement and Izumo looking ready to bash someone's head in because of how uncomfortable the seats were. She just wanted to get on the damn train already. They both were in their usual school shirts with bows and the mandatory pink skirt all in all their normal uniforms, but with the black jacket added.

Angel was alone leaning against a metal pillar in his usual white attire, looking miffed that it was taking the 'lazy' Shura and the 'demon girl' so long to get there.

A clock on the station wall mirrored Bon's, who kept checking it every few second ready to get a move on. It was 9:23, seven minutes before the train was to be boarded and twelve before it left the station.

After all the events of the morning, by the time everyone got their things sorted out and packed, it was 8:40 and then it had only taken them twenty minutes to get to the station. They had been waiting for twenty more minutes as Shura had yet to show up with Rin in tow.

Everyone waited and waited and waited…

Till at last Angel could take it no longer and turning on his heel went to board the train.

"Those two will just have to catch another train; Miss Kamiki can be the liaison till then for the Benzaiten sect, we cannot afford to stall any longer-!"

A backpack was thrown at his head causing him to stumble and almost go over the edge of the train platform.

A snickering was heard as Angel abruptly sat up (once again a red bump on his head) and reached for his sword. Yukio rubbed the bridge of his nose and fixed his glasses, while placing a hand over Angel's hand that was fixing to draw Caliburn, in public.

"Please refrain from drawing your sword in front of civilians, Sir Paladin. As well as you Shura-san, please resist the urge to torment Sir Paladin at least until we are out of the public eye and there are no civilian witnesses to traumatize."

Everyone sweat dropped at the deadpan reaction to Shura's antics. Their attention was drawn to the sort-of-for-once, fully dressed exorcist with flaming red and whitish-blond hair. She held her knapsack in the crook of her arm and was busy chewing a piece of gum with her exorcist coat hanging open for the world to see her usual uncouth attire. She had on a white and gold bikini that held her abnormally large chest from the eyes of her younger companions,—but just barely.

"Wat'chya saying? I can't have any fun teasing Baldy unless there are no witnesses? Nya~ that's no fun, ya scaredy-cat four eyes!"

She walked up to the now eye twitching Yukio and proceeded to lean into him.

"After all, allow me ter have some fun before this" points behind her, "stick in the mud kills me with the shier boredom of her chastity-"

A sword was thrown this time and it hit dead center into the back of Shura's head.

"Gahhh!"

She knocked both Yukio and her-self over onto the floor as the blade landed for the second time that day into the safety of its owner's hands.

"Next time Shura I'll make sure to hit ya in the face, got it? Besides all I said is that I didn't want to wear a th-!"

Rin stopped her sentence just in time as she realized that everyone was listening. She grew red in the face as she quickly changed her sentence.

"I mean thigh-high leather boots! Yep, I didn't want to wear those boots you showed me, right Shura?—and don't throw my stuff!"

Rin stood there still red in the face, with her hands on her hips. Her inky-blue hair was in a massive ponytail high on the back of her head and it flowed down to her hips curling jaggedly to the left. She had on the usual boy's tie around her neck with the girl's uniform jacket as well as the boy's version over it, almost as if she was oblivious to the heat. They were both open, revealing a blue graphic t-shirt with London's Big Ben tilted sideways across it, with a neon-purple caption "Got Time?" splayed across the chest.

She was also wearing white shorts with her sliver chain hanging out of the right pocket, while she still had her black combat boots; they were smaller than her usual ones she wore when she was a guy. Rin also had on black tights that went all the way up to her thigh, but you could only partly see them thanks to the shorts and boots; her tail lashed the air in annoyance from underneath her jackets.

The only skin showing was were the shorts came to a stop and the t-shirt was falling off of her shoulders; seeing how it came from her own stash of boy-clothing and not Shura's highly inappropriate scraps of cloth—I mean shirts. But it was stretched quite tight over her chest thanks to the extra additions to her body.

Angel and the rest of the exwires admired how good Rin looked in her outfit. Not too girly, but it still showed off every curve and it still held the wild rebellious nature of Rin. Now it just looked sexy with the whole 'look-at-me-wrong-and-I'll-mess-your-face-up' attitude Rin usually gave off, instead of just the 'I'll-break-your-face' part.

Bon nodded to him-self, 'Yep, there is no way in hell Rin would ever become chick, even in his mind.'

Shima and Takara had awakened in the aftermath of Angel's untimely demise-err-fall. Shima watched the entire exchange with a lazy demeanor—till Shura got clubbed with Kurikara and Rin showed up. His ears (and eyes) only perked up in focus when she came into view.

Seeing the girl that he had previously back in the class room labeled "a-Greek-goddess-with-an-amazing-bust" he sat up and was fixing to tell her how hot she looked in those tights, when she started talking about not wanting to wear thigh-high…boots? He tilted his head quizzing,

'I'm pretty sure she was about to say a-!'

Takara yawned and stretched out his hands with his puppet on his left one, accidently hitting Shima on the back of the head, causing him to fall off the bench. Interrupting his train of *cough* dirty *cough* thoughts.

Takara looked at the fallen exwire and shrugged his shoulders the rabbit saying in a huff,

"Get off the floor, you look like an idiot!"

Shima moaned and dragged him-self up with the help of Konekomaru who came to the rescue after seeing Shima on the ground.

"Thanks, Koneko-chan."

"Please don't call me that Shima-san."

"Whatever you say Koneko-chan."

Konekomaru shook his head in bereavement at his nickname and let go of Shima as soon as he was able to stand up.

Across from them the two exwire girls were giggling and watching Rin as she tugged at her shorts for the sixth time in the last few minutes, complaining to Shura about "How the Gehenna, did girls stand to have the piece of clothing that was cut that high? That they were basically flashing everybody who watched be it shorts or skirts".

Shura rebuked 'That this was the entire point. Was it not?' Rin scoffed and catching the sight of Angel staring blankly at her arched her eyebrow in question.

"What are you looking at Blonde? Stare all you want, there is no way in Gehenna I'll ever forget the whole 'cutting-of-my-foot' incident!"

She huffed and grabbing her bag off of the floor she preceded to climb onto the train. Leaving several exorcists standing on the platform dumbfounded.

Bon broke in with an incredulous look on his face,

"You lopped off her foot?"

Angel shot him a dirty look and pointing his nose in the air and got off the ground. He dusted him-self off and turned his back to the crowd.

"It was for containment purposes only; this was before the higher up's decided to take a hand in Sir Pheles gamble with the son of Satan." He climbed on board muttering the last sentence, "Besides, it healed back together again, didn't it?"

The exwires continued to stare at the door that Angel just entered the train through. Shura and Yukio shook their heads and being serious for once, Shura motioned for everyone to climb on board so that they could get this 'freak' show on the road-err tracks.

Yukio rubbed his temples and the bridge of his nose wondering if they would survive the forty-five minute train ride with those trouble-makers on board.

'I should be getting paid double for this nonsense.'

Rin on board walked to the first row of seats on the right hand side and picked the middle one. Flopping down she quickly unzipped her bag and seeing the poor passenger picked him up out of the bag.

"I'm so sorry Kuro! I had to get you through security somehow! You can sit in my lap till we get to the station, but I'll have to put you back in when we exit, ok?"

Kuro clambered down to her lap and tipsily went round in a circle and laid down, all the while complaining,

'I don't like that bag Rin! It makes Kuro dizzy and that mean man poked me with that stick!'

Rin grimaced and petted the demon sith cat as he began to purr arching his back, forgoing the traumatized memory from the security check in order to enjoy the petting an snuggle closer to Rin.

'Rin is soooo warm! ~'

Rin giggled and placed her bag in the seat by the window still petting the cat curled up in her lap. She stretched and settled in for the ride.

Angel entered the compartment a few seconds later pointedly not glancing at the demon girl in the first row as he made his way to the middle and sat down in an aisle seat on the left hand side.

Takara was next with his puppet and he sat in the window seat on the row opposite of Rin's, but back one.

Shortly after everyone else came in placing their bags in the compartments above their seats or in a seat next to them, everyone became seated.

Bon and Konekomaru sat behind Rin like usual, except Shima sat in the widow seat next to Rin. Konekomaru was in the window seat behind him and Bon sat in the aisle. Shima had placed his bag in the middle seat between Bon and Konekomaru.

"Shima-san?"

Bon sneered and rumbled,

"What do you think you are doing Shima?"

Shima turned around and gave them a lazy grin while sitting down next to Rin.

"What? I can't sit next to lovely Rin-chan? She doesn't mind does she?"

He turned to her and was met with an arched eyebrow and a shake of the head as Rin laughed quietly inside her head.

"See she doesn't min-!"

A bag was thrown at his face and hit its target. Izumo sat down in the aisle seat and huffed,

"He just wants to ogle at your chest that's what!"

Rin shook her head and finally laughed out loud. A melodic sound rang out that had everyone glancing at the blackish-blue haired exorcist in question.

"It's ok; we all know what a big perv Shima is! Besides if he try's anything I'll sic Kuro on him!"

The black cat flexed his claws sleepily and his tongue stuck out partly from his fanged mouth. This caused Rin to giggle uncharacteristically and rub the underside of his chin as his purrs increased in volume.

"Who is a vicious demon sith? You are~"

Yukio walked in just as all this was happening. Eyes widening slightly he saw everyone giving Rin amazed looks. They collectively thought,

'That spell worked a little too well…'

Coughing, Yukio fixed his glasses and said tentatively,

"Rin, how did you get Kuro in here?"

Rin looked up at her younger brother and gave him a strange look before saying,

"Well, I just placed him in my duffel bag and walked straight through security." She continued to pet the cat. "Why? I always bring Kuro along, always. He is my familiar isn't he? I grabbed him when I went to get some things out of the dorm. Besides, what are you doing calling me Rin, you never call me that unless it's important."

Yukio sighed and tried not to get on to Rin about sneaking his familiar, Kuro, on to public transport. He answered the second question after setting his stuff down on the floor on the left hand side of the train and sat in the aisle seat.

"Why, because Mr. Faust briefed me, Shura-san and Angel on how we are suppose to treat you on this mission." Seeing the confused look on her face he added,

"It wouldn't do if I addressed you as Ani or Ni-san while you look like girl, Rin. Plus, they probable already know I have a brother so I can't call you O-ne-san either, so till this mission is over you are Rin to me."

She crossed her arms and nodded her head.

"That makes sense. Ok, but I still get to call you spotty four eyes."

Yukio's eye twitched and he fixed his glasses yet again lest he make a scene. But he reserved his righteous anger for Shima. Giving him the evil eye he made it clear that if Shima tried anything it was going to be in exchange for blood.

Shima saw this, gulped and quickly rubbed the back of his head as he turned to face the window.

Shura entered last with Shiemi in front of her carrying both her bag and Shiemi's. Smirking, Shura saw the arrangement of the groups and snickered as she saw the exchange between Yukio and Shima.

"Stop glaring death at the poor kiddo scaredy-cat four eyes, yer will make 'im wet him-self! Nya~"

Yukio turned his glare onto Shura and she snickered again and lobed her stuff into the window seat in the left-hand first row.

She handed Shiemi's to her and watched as she staggered to the opposite seat of Bon's and let it tumble to the middle seat behind Yukio and Shura's seats. She puffed out air and slumped into the seat much like Shura just did ready for a nap.

Izumo raised her dots and asked,

"What do you have in that thing? Bricks?"

She shook her head and said low under her breath,

"Nope, it's a secret!"

She then giggled and straightened her jacket so that it was not creased as she sat normally in the seat. With Angel right behind her, she basically was alone by her-self except for Takara, but she seemed to want to be that way. She was jittery and bouncing up and down for some reason.

Izumo shook her head and turned around placing her cheek on her hand and sighing.

'This is gonna be a long train ride—what with these idiots.'

With everyone settled in just in time, the intercom came on a told them to please be seated and that the train was about to begin moving; as well as thanks for riding the line to Inokashira.

With the train now on its way everyone settled in for the ride. It was now 9:37 and it would not be till 10:20 till they reached the other platform.

[With the stow-away…]

"Rin-chan is just sitting with the rest in the first row. No…but she has her familiar with her; if I get too close he will smell me. Hai, I will. But…Awww, Rin-chan tastes good….can't I just...Fine, I won't, at least not if she doesn't…Hai, Hai, sayonara."

The line went dead as Amaimon sat on top of the bullet train as it whipped past the landscape. He placed his gold phone away in his jacket pocket and brooded thinking he was going to be awfully bored. He wanted to taste Rin-chan again. Or at least talk to her. She had caught his attention when she had refused him his fun. She still smelt good just like her boy-self, but even then her scent smelled delicious and intoxicating, almost mouthwatering like those Bon-Bons his Ani had given him.

'Mean Ani, saying I can't play with Rin-chan anymore. All I did was have a taste, was that so bad? Ok, maybe I shouldn't have bitten her, but it's gone now. He just wants to ruin my fun.'

Amaimon sulked as he felt the wind rip past him. His Ani had chewed him out because of the stunt he pulled. But he wasn't that mad considering he hadn't gone overboard. Plus, Amaimon didn't tell him all the things he did to Rin. Amaimon shuddered lightly thinking about what his Ani would have done if he knew. If there was anything in the world he actually cared about, it was making sure he never got in so much trouble that Ani decided to 'punish' him. His 'punishments' were always horrible. Besides that it was starting to get chilly up there on the roof, so he decided to move into the empty compartment behind the exorcist's. He sat in the aisle waiting to make his move.

'I can't wait to see Rin-chan's face when I give her the 'punishment' I came up with.'

He took a box out of one of his pockets and laid in wait.

[Back to the exorcist's…]

Rin sighed to her-self as Shima snored to her right and Izumo's head lolled on her chest to her left. Most of the exwires were asleep or on their way to being so. Only Yukio, Angel and her-self were fully awake. Shura was sprawled across her seat snoring loudly with her mouth wide open. Rin was surprised that anyone could sleep with that noise as background music. Sweat dropping, Rin rubbed Kuro's back, which was too, sound asleep oblivious to the world.

Yukio was busy with a huge stack of paperwork in his lap. Every now and then he would tap the end part of his black pen against his chin in concentration. Angel sat in his train seat ignoring everyone else in favor of looking like a statue as he crossed his arms and stared straight ahead. His sword, Caliburn lay against the back of the seat next to him. Muttering every now and then, "Oh~ Angel~"

Konekomaru was fast asleep. Shiemi was nodding off with Bon struggling to stay awake. Needless to say it was a losing battle. It was only ten minutes since the train had started moving and they still had thirty-five minutes till they reached their destination. Everyone was taking the chance to sit back and relax.

Everyone except for Rin, she was fiddling with the strap from Koumaken's red bag. Wide awake and absolutely bored she kicked her combat boot clad feet in the air as she did so. Crossing her arms over her chest she tried to at least close her eyes and relax but alas the racket from both sides of the train kept her from doing so.

Just as well, a certain undergarment had been giving her grief every since she put it on. Twitching uncomfortable, her tail showed the annoyance of Rin by the bite of the cloth's wire into its owner's skin. When Rin could not take it anymore she grabbed Kuro and Kurikara and stood up; intending to relieve the problem in privacy.

Heading over to Yukio with demon sith cat in hands she plopped him down right on top of the paperwork he was doing. Startled, a long black squiggle cut across the page, leaving a very annoyed brother and a now ruined mission report in its wake.

He gripped the pen hard enough to break as his eye twitched in anger. Turning to his older sister he spoke deathly calm,

"Is there a reason you just did that Rin? A very important document has now been ruined, thank you very much."

Rin saw the vein throbbing on Yukio's hand as he tried to keep a smile on his face. Rolling her eyes she leaned down to whisper,

"Well, unless you want me to strip right here and now in front of all these boys then I suggest you hold on to Kuro," she petted the purring sith," take a nice nap and wait for me to fix the problem in the bathroom, qupish?"

Yukio's face drained of color as he nodded swiftly in assent as he stuttered,

"Yes o-of course pl-please hurry b-back!"

Rin smiled satisfied as she returned to standing position. Patting both Yukio and Kuro on the back of their heads she made her way to the back of the compartment.

All the while ignoring the heated glances from Angel; who, by the way was still acting as if he was the only person on board at the minute. Holding back the urge to flick him in the head, Rin passed him and coming to the door leading to the next car, opened it.

Walking into the room that led into the next train car she closed the one behind her and made for the second door opening it as well. Stepping through, she closed that one and continued down the aisle.

Humming, she walked to the bathroom compartment and slid it open. Not bothering to close it, she mused that this wouldn't take long to fix.

Taking off her jackets, her tail moved back and forth to the nameless tune she was humming and she pulled her shirt off as well. She placed all three on the bathroom sink along with Kurikara in its red bag. Taking a good look in the mirror she rubbed the side of her neck where large teeth marks once marred the skin. Shivering lightly, she quickly adjusted the strap of her neon blue and black bra that Shura had provided her; all the while shaking her pony-tailed head in disgust.

'Why the Gehenna did I ever say I'd wear this stupid thing? Ace bandages would have worked just as well! Gahhh, this thing is worse than that stupid tail binding thing she put on me…'

Sighing, Rin grumbled,

"And what the Gehenna does she mean by size D anyway? This thing should have come with a fudging manual or something…"

Remembering the entire incident made her shudder. Thinking back she fought the urge to grab something heavy and hit Shura over the head with it; even if she was only trying to help.

'Damn cougar…'

Rin finished the adjustments and went to place the three layers of cloth back on her—well back. She pulled her pony-tail out of the shirt and began to straighten out her attire. Satisfied for the moment she grabbed Kurikara in her left and walked out of the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

She walked back to the door leading to the first train compartment pony-tail, hips, and fluffy tail swaying side to side. As she reached the end of the aisle she raised Koumaken to her shoulder as she grabbed the handle of the sliding door and pulled. It wouldn't budge—at all. Rin frowned, confused.

'Huh? This wasn't locked earlier…'

The exwire blinked, not comprehending what just happened. So, she tugged the door again.

'Maybe it's just jammed?'

Rin pulled at the handle again hoping that it would un-jam it-self. After several heartfelt tugs her shoulders slumped inward as she growled.

"Stupid-"she hit it with her fist, "ass-" kicked it, "door-," and finally placing her boot against the wall and jerking at it in several different positions, "OPEN!" fell back on the floor tail whipping the air in frustration as she panted, out of breath.

"Why the Gehenna won't it open?"

She yanked her hair several different directions the realization dawning on her that she was stuck in the train compartment till they reached their next destination and someone would have to come rescue her.

'Oh, Gehenna no! I am not getting rescued like some damsel in distress! I'm busting out of here!'

Face twisted in determination she stood up, unclasped the first buckle around her katana and was about to slid Koumaken out of its scabbard; when somebody tapped her on the shoulder. Rin snorted and without turning around waved her hand at the stranger.

"One second, I'm fixing to break this door down!"

"Why?"

"Because it's jammed for the love-of-"

Rin grew deathly pale as she realized someone else was in the train car with her.

'There wasn't anyone else in here earlier…and I would know that voice anywhere!'

She swung around, hand still on the hilt as she bashed foreheads with the man behind her.

"Ouch, watch what your doing asshole!"

She glared up at the offender who held the top of his green-haired-pointy head as well as his throat. Dead expression marred by a pout, Amaimon pursed his lips as he coughed slightly. Whining, he accused,

"You made me swallow my pocky-stick."

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