I'm still here, if not completely ashamed to not have updated, but hay, I have life and need to exorcise it every now and then. Get it, exorcise? No? Sorry, lame joke. Ok, get ready, set go!

Chapter 10

/ Rin's left eye twitched as she sank farther into her seat. "God hates me…"/

She just could not believe her luck. Regrettable, she sat back up and glanced around. Everyone else in the car was waking up from the announcements that just came on saying that the train was at its destination.

Izumo to her left yawned as she stretched, standing up sleepily. Shima on her right spluttered awake and hit his head against the window in his momentary confusion. He cringed and rubbing his rosette head, stood up to stretch his back. Bon and Konekomaru could be heard yawning and getting up, stretching too, from the uncomfortable sleeping positions they were in.

A loud thump and a squeak were heard from Shiemi. The rabbit was heard berating her,

"Watch it! That bag could take down a man!"

A giggling was heard from Shura as she peeked over the seat offering her sarcasm/assistance to the situation.

"Need help with that Hun? ~" She drawled in her lazy accent as she glanced over to Angel, snorting. Her neon lavender eyes widened and a mischievous quirk settled at the edge of her mouth.

She hopped over the seat picking up Shiemi's bag along the way, handing the heavy thing to her. A small "Thank you!" from the kind blonde and the flaming-red and blonde hair was now leaning on the back of the middle seat of that row, grinning maliciously down at the paladin who was beginning to wake up.

She snickered poking him in the head with her finger inhaling a considerable amount of air for her next sentence,

"Wakey, wakey, sleeping baldie! Time to get yer ass up! ~"

Needless to say he was awake pretty quick. Yukio too, spluttered awake, gun in hand looking for the threat. His papers cascaded off of his lap and onto the floor everywhere. He blinked, now fully awake and alert only to glare at Shura. As the others in the train car did as well.

"May I ask; that you are doing Shura-san?"

"Annoying the hell out of me—and get out of my face Shura!"

Angel raised his blade to Shura's throat—still sheathed in her leather scabbard—as the minx tilted her head up, still snickering. Caliburn added in,

'Humph, Angel~ does not wish to associate with you! Move.'

Shura rolled her eyes as he glared at her. Yukio shook his head holstering his sidearm. Everyone else snorted, turning around ignoring the antics of their chaperones as they grabbed their bags ready for the train to stop.

"Angel put your sword away. Shura get out of his face and Rin—are you here?"

Rin sighed and stood up leaving the demon sith cat in the seat as he stretched out his back fur rising as he claws flexed, "meowing" from his cat nap. She waved her hand that was holding Kurikara and with a sigh, groused in silent how the entire world was against her. Yukio nodded and turned back to Shura, seeing her crawling back over the seats to their row and landing with a plop onto the middle one, assets bouncing from the jump. He shook his head, but said nothing choosing to stand in the aisle and direct his charges—adult and students alike—in readying their departure.

Rin meanwhile glanced down ruefully and rubbed the back of her head messing with the high pony tail. Feeling several strands sticking out she groaned and while everyone else was making sure they had all of their baggage, Rin pulled the hair tie out and let her hair tumble down her back to her waist. She placed Koumaken down in the seat.

Her hair was bent out of shape from the tie, hooked sharply to the left, with a wavy indention in the hair. She frowned and while messing with her long hair Kuro jumped on top of the seat staring intently at it. Kuro's two tails waved in union as he scooted back a little raising his backside up, licking his lips. Rin suddenly turned to face the demon cat a glint of red in her irises.

"You forget I can read your mind,—don't even think about it kitty-cat."

Kuro's shoulders sagged and he lowered his rear end "meowing" pathetically. Rin snickered, petting his head after she cinched her hair back up in a better looking pony-tail then before, grabbing Kurikara from the seat while she scanned the room and caught Bon's eye. He met it for a second then looked away abruptly a tint of red on his face. Rin blinked, than shrugged accounting it to Bon just being an idiot. 'He probable is still caught up about the whole incident in the Tamers classroom…'

Her tail curled around at the end, almost dusting the floor as she looked back at her familiar and smiled. Kuro was attempting to apologize; saying something about how her hair just looked really appealing for a second. She didn't notice when Shima—his usual goofy looking grin on his face—came up behind her ready to clap his hands on her shoulders.

Fortunately, Izumo did, and with duffle bag over her shoulder and eyes glaring, she growled with venom,

"Don't even Shima."

Shima lifted his hands up in mock surrender, "Hey, I wasn't trying to do anything!"

He stepped back when Rin looked over her shoulder questioning at him; unfortunately, when he jerked back, his foot landed on Rin's tail. The part of the tail that was curled delicately to the side at the end, that happens to be puffy and very sensitive.

'Ahh?' Her eyes went wide, and then slammed shut as she doubled over gasping. Shima, feeling something under his shoe looked down to see the crushed appendage lying underneath.

A scream filled the cabin as Rin's flames ignited and she jerked back hitting the wall, face contorted in pain, her sword dropping to the floor as her grip loosened. As it clattered to the floor, Shima raised his foot, her tail whipping to the side from underneath it and hitting Shima in the stomach as he started to stutter an apology. He lost his balance—and his breath with an "oomph" as fell into his original seat. Izumo stepped back as the flames found their way to the ceiling.

"Rinnn?"

Yukio and Shiemi both yelled, concern twisting on their faces as they watched her hit the wall, flames ablaze around her. Shiemi flew out of her chair running towards Rin, but was stopped by Bon holding his bag, who was half out of the aisle and keeping a trembling Konekomaru behind him. Takara watched the scene unfold with mild interest, his mouth moving slightly as he spoke softly with his rabbit.

Shura grabbed Yukio before he could dart to his sibling and watched across the aisle as the flames began to creep across the wall that the latter's older sibling was leaning against, arms around her chest, wrenching gasps raking her body. Izumo and the rest gaped on as she sat panting as the pain arched up her spin in spikes straight to her stomach and to her head. The agony blinded Rin and for a second all she could see was blue. 'It hurtsssss!'

The pain morphed into rage as she lifted her head and met Shima's brown eyes with her own. He shrank back seeing the blazing red pupils in her sapphire eyes. Her lips twisted into a snarl, "Shima Renzō!"

A slice of freezing cold bit her neck, slamming her mind back into her body, extinguishing the flames in an instant, her eyes widened as she realized she almost fried Shima. Her bruised appendage flicked slowly causing a throbbing at the back of her head at it's every twitch. Rin's stomach curled in sickened grief making her shut her eyes again as she felt like she was going to retch. The holy silver sword Caliburn at her throat was not making her feel any better.

"I suggest you get a hold over yourself, demon; or else I'll execute you here and now."

Angel's voice was unsympathetic and just as sharp of the edge of Caliburn pressing into her skin. She opened her eyes excruciatingly, gaze swiveling to Angel who stood on top of the train seat white cape draping behind him next to a frantic mewling Kuro. His thought-voice was lost in the cold creeping annoyance that washed over her and led Rin to growl and take a swipe at his sword with her right, knocking it away from her throat.

Still glaring at Angel, she stood up rewrapping her hands tighter around her mid-section, knees shaking as her stomach clenched in acid pain, bile rising up her esophagus as she gulped in air. Shura pushed past Izumo followed closely by Yukio, a hint of worry gleaming in her lilac eyes and full blown panic in his sea-green ones. A half-hearted smile on the reddish blonde face as she forced a joke,

"Hey as much as I wouldn't mind a bite of barbecue at the moment ,yer might set off the fire alarm."

Everyone let out a sigh of relief as they saw the situation calm itself down at her not-so-funny-joke. Yukio shook his head and picked up the dropped katana that lay on the floor. He gripped it by it's sheathe and offered to his elder sibling, who was still glaring at Angel.

Rin's lamp lit azure eyes, slightly blood-shot slowly made their way to her younger brother's green-blue ones. The red glint of her irises was gone as she sagged in embarrassment. The last of the blue embers on the wall disappeared as quickly as they came. She smiled languidly and took the proffered sword swinging it across her right shoulder like usual. Voice hoarse, she managed out,

"Arigatou, Yukio."

Angel watched the exchange and huffed, he turned to step off the seat trying to sheathe Caliburn—when the train stopped.

There is a reason why the conductors tell everyone to stay in their seats till the vehicle comes to a complete stop. Not that the Shinkansen will throw you across the aisle or anything in everyday transportation. Except for the "game" Rin and Amaimon had played left some very conspicuous wires cut—ones that just happened to lead to the brakes. Not a big deal really—if you were sitting down.

The train lurched, throwing Angel forward then back as he struggled to maintain his balance; Caliburn swinging freely—and might be added, lethally in the air. The two exwires behind him hit the front of their seats and a bit dazed were still able to recognize when a huge sword was slicing the air above them; kept low with their bags afterwards to avoid his blade. Shiemi was brought down too, falling forward to sprawl in the aisle, heavy bag thumping to the ground in front of her. Takara was unaffected because he in his astuteness remained seated during the entire incident.

Yukio and Shura were a different story. Yukio swayed and pitched to the left, just barely managing to catch him-self before he hit the side of the train jarringly. Shura managed to crouch low and kept from hitting the wall, low to ground to preserve her equilibrium as everyone else fell over themselves. The rogue sword was whistling over their heads as Angel tried to keep from falling over. Izumo unfortunately tripped over the crouched Shura and hit her head on the wall and jerking forward slid to the floor next to the seat knocking Shura off her balance, causing her to tumble onto Izumo's dropped bag next to the wall. Shima was sparred form the carnage, but he cringed as Angel's sword came a little too close to decapitating him.

Rin braced her-self as soon as she felt the heave of the train. Still queasy from the pain she fell back hitting the wall, but was able to keep her-self upright as the train began to slow down—albeit staggering.

Angel was not so lucky, he had finally caught a break and was able to find his balance on the seats—right after he stepped on Kuro's tails that is. Everyone heard the high-pitched yowl. Everyone saw the black and white streak as Angel lifted his foot and with the wobbling of the train fell forwards, right on top of Rin.

"Oomph!"

Everyone then saw the demon sith clinging to his face. Rin blinked slowly trying to comprehend the scene before her through the haze of pain covering her entire body. Angel too, was shocked into silence staring at Rin past the cat that was clinging to his face by his sharp claws. Kuro was shaking, mewling in distress.

'Rin my-my-my tails!'

Rin winced as his mental wail reached her mind, but her lips began to twitch. Angels eye brow rose and he went cross eye glaring at his new facial feature. Rin— past the ache in her body—couldn't help but add,

"Well~ I don't think the hobo beard is a good look on you; maybe if it matched your hair color? You don't happen to dye it, do you? I mean, shouldn't the curtains match the drapes?"

Everyone had stopped moving and grousing when they heard this. A silence descended on the car. Angel's eye twitched as he raised a hand making a choking motion. A snort distracted him. Turning his head to the side—with Kuro still on his face trembling—he ground out,

"And what pray tell is so funny Shura?"

She shook her head and snorted climbing over the sprawled form of Izumo who squawked as she placed her elbows on her back like she was a kotatsu table.

"Well, she has a point, nya~"

Angel ripped the cat off his face letting him drop on top of Rin who "meep'ed" as the cat landed on her stomach claws still extended. Kuro cried pathetically,

'I don't like that man Rin!'

The exwire smiled sympathetically, "I know it's okay; I won't let the bad fugly-dressed princess hurt you anymore. Ok~?"

Angel, who now had fresh red claw marks on his face, turned to face her, eyes narrowed, an ugly sneer across his face as the train came to a complete stop, no longer throwing them around. He got up revealing that his sword Caliburn was imbedded right where Rin's head had been originally before Angel landed on her. He pulled her out leaving a rent in the carpet. The sentient sword squeaked,

'Oh, Angel~ I was so scared you would get hurt~!'

Rin scoffed and pushed Kuro onto her shoulders wincing as her body protested her moving about. Angel looked back at her harshly after inspecting Caliburn to make sure everything was fine with his demon-slaying sword.

"If you wish to keep that devilish tongue of yours, I suggest you shut it."

Rin's eyes widened and she sneered back at him jumping to her feet, flinching slightly as her tail moved behind her with Kuro curled tight around her neck still snuffling, Koumaken slung over her shoulder. Pupils dilated, she growled sharply,

"What? Can't take a few harsh words? Grow up, you big baby. Some of us can take more than a few rude words. If you can't do the same, then get the hell out of here! We don't need a damn crybaby with us!"

Rin stalked past him and grabbed her bag next to her seat and was out of the compartment before anyone could stop her, head held high and long coat flapping after her. Yukio frowned as he too, climbed to his feet. He was looking at the door knowing as long as the doors were still shut to the train his Nē-san wouldn't go anywhere. Shaking his head his face hardened as he looked back at Angel who had slid his sword back into his scabbard.

"Angel as long as you're on this mission you will not threaten any of our students; do I make my-self clear?"

The hard look turned dangerous on Yukio's face as Angel flipped his hair and scoffed,

"Sure, but I still have my duty to perform. If that demon steps out of line, I'll kill it without hesitation, student or not."

The last word resounded throughout the car as Angel made his way back to his seat to grab his bag. Everyone had climbed to their feet as they realized the train had stopped, but had remained frozen as the diatribe between Angel and Rin held their attention. They finally moved from their positions as the tension in the car evaporated.

Yukio on the other hand was simmering with anger. 'Oneofthesedays…' Though he reined the notion about shooting the annoying Paladin between the eyes back as he sighed, placing his energy into a more fruitful activity—like getting everyone off the train without a murder as the intercom came on,

"Now disembarking to Mitaka, have a nice day!"

Shura climbed to her feet leaving a fuming Izumo to pick her self up off the floor. Bon and Konekomaru got up with there bags both secretly relieved that a fight hadn't broken out. 'It's going to be a tad bit awkward for a while.' Shiemi looked at the door Rin had exited, feeling a familiar sadness rise inside her chest. 'Rin…You always…'

"Hey move out of the damn aisle!"

Shiemi startled dropping her bag after picking up a few seconds earlier. She whipped around to face the pink and green tied puppet Takara held. It crossed its arms and scowled.

"Well? Are you going to move your fat ass or not?"

Shiemi "eep'ed" and bowed hurriedly picking up her dropped bag.

"So-so-sorry!"

She scrambled forward to the exit followed by Takara and the other exwires. Shura grabbed her stuff and filed out as well. Seeing this Yukio too picked up his papers—for he had dropped them when he jumped up with one of his guns. The train jerking around also shuffled them around creating a big mess. He was lucky none of them had been ruined in the accident. Angle trudged out snooty as always not bothering to talk to any one.

Rin while all these had been happing stood at the sliding door waiting for it too open. When the announcements came on it suddenly slid open exposing the sight of the train station. Rin gasped loving the sight of a new and different place. The twins never really traveled anywhere when they were young and if they did it was only every couple of years. The sight of another city in another part of Japan filled the inky blue-haired exwire with pure excitement completely erasing the dark weight pushing on her heart from the argument with Angel. 'It-it's so coooooooool!'

She just wanted to run around looking at everything, but at the last second using common sense realized that if she did Yukio would worry and get mad at her if she ran off. Though the thought was tempting she was on a mission and decided to stay, if but a little put out that she couldn't explore the place. Kuro meowed sniffing the air,

'Rin, this place is awesome!'

Said person chuckled petting the cat on the head before unzipping the duffle bag and placing him in there gently. The sith mewling sadly in the meantime.

"Sorry Kuro, but this is just for a few minutes! I promise!"

The rest of the group poured out of the train and onto the train platform to see a very frustrated Rin tapping her foot annoyed all the while bouncing and tail whipping with a blush on her face ready to get a move on.

Yukio as he saw her sighed in relief. 'I'm glad she didn't run off…'

"If everyone would follow me, we have to catch a bus."

The exorcists-in-training followed his advice and went to the left to the opening of the building to catch a ride. Angel followed them silently and Takara trailed behind everyone, but stopped due to the commotion he saw. He was in the perfect place to see the fire marshals and the policemen rush to the back train cars behind the one they just disembarked. They used the Jaws of Life and opening the doors that had been twisted shut, smoke poured out into the air causing a crowd to gather around the train. The puppet shook his head.

"Wow, sucks for them."

Takara nodded prompted by the rabbit and turned around, catching up with the rest of the group by the bus station outside. They were arguing about where who was going.

Yukio pointed the schedule in his hand.

"Angel, the rest of the boys and I should go to the hotel. No sense in wasting money on transporting everyone to the park and then all the way back to the hotel. Plus everyone should drop off their bags and equipment there while the girls head to the park and greet the Benzaiten sect."

Shura was leaning against a metal pole looking nonchalant.

"Well the scaredy-cat four eyes has a point. Ok, everyone load up!"

She clapped her hands and placing her hands through the loops of Rin's duffel bag dragged her off followed by the rest of the girls. The boys parted ways as they went to bus they needed to get on. Rin didn't have a chance to say good bye and was pushed onto the bus without hesitation. Shura wanting to get to the park and have a longnap for the rest of the day.

Rin sprawled on the bus floor and crossing her arms, huffed,

'I just can't win can I?'

Kuro spilled out of the bag with a very interesting thing in his mouth.

'Rin! I caught a hamster!'

Well, there you go the next chappie will have few OC's but don't worry I'm just going to kill them all off. I hate OC's with a passion. They are just too annoying, plus I like the original characters better!

Review please and no killing. Mephisto will disapprove.