I`m really really really sorry for taking so long to update but my school kind of got in the way and I kind of kept jumping from one anime to another that I completely lost any track of this fick.

But I`m back now and will try to update as soon as possible so keep reading and reviewing, it makes me happy.

Once again a 1000 gommenasai for all my readers...

Still I do not own Blue exorcist(even thought I`d love to.)

And now without further ado...

chapter 3.

First impression – WOW! With capital letters.
It wasn`t as big as True Cross opera stage though, but it was impressive. There were four long tables: two on my right and two on my left. All were decorated in different colors – green, yellow, blue and red.
Personally I liked the blue one,(I wonder why) but the red one was nice too. The others not so much, but the green one gave off an awfully familiar feeling.
I looked up at the ceiling and my jaw dropped for the second time that day. There was no wall, no colons, no arks no nothing just a beautiful night sky filled with shooting stars, silver clouds and….OMG are those candles floating in mid air?
I nudged Yukio in the side and pointed to my discovery. He just stared at it for a few seconds and said nothing. Typical Yukio, no matter what I do I sometimes can`t get emotions out of him. What is he some kind of emo or something?
Back to the bizarre ceiling. In my cools list it takes the… third place, right after sukiyaki and his demonic powers.
I looked around the hall as I heard a veeeery old man say something to the students, which obviously I couldn`t understand, so I paid no attention to him.
The lady from before stood at the front of the staff table (I assume) and was holding a long piece of parchment that kind of reminded me of a scroll. Next to her was an old stool on which sat a lone, old, pointy hat. It kind of gave me the creeps.
"Okumura Rin!" The lady said. I looked at her in confusion then at Yukio. `Go and sit on the stool. ` Yukio said a bit irritated in my mind. I made a small nod ( not before insulting him) and went towards the respected place.
Every eye in the hall was staring at me like some specimen or something. Probably because of my uniform. (Like hell am I going to wear a dress!)
I sat down in the stool and the green lady put that creepy thing on my head. I swear I felt shivers run down my spine!
The hat slid over my eyes and everything became black.
Then. It. Moved…?
Holy **, it moved! Why the freakin` hell did a hat move? And what the **, did I just hear a voice in my head?
`Weird. It`s like I can`t even read your thoughts. Are you by any chance using Occlumency? `It asked. Wait… did it just say it can`t read my mind?
"Now why the hell would I do that? I don`t even know what that is, and for the record stay the ** away from my thoughts you ** of a hat!" I whispered to it harshly.
`Demons are immune to magic, the hat is just trying to get in your head to check which house would be the most suited for you.` Yukio explained to me standing near the entrance of the hall.
`So… if I`m immune to magic the freak can`t sort me? `
`Yes. `
` Then what the ** do I do? I don`t wanna sit here all night long. Yukio help me! `
`Calm down nii-san, just choose one house and I`m sure it will place you there. `
` How? I like all the colors… except for the yellow. (too bright)
` That's Hufflepuff. It mostly consists of loyal people. The green one is Slytherin: the pay attention to ambition. The blue is Rawenclaw: chosen by cleverness, and the red one is Gryffindor: for bravery and courage. `
I thought to go between Slytherin and Gryffindor. Since the green table was drawing me near it I started chanting: "Gryffindor, Gryffindor, Gryffindor…"
"Are you sure?" The hat said something that sounded like a question, so I ignored it and continued chanting. "If you are so sure, then let it be… Gryffindor!"
` Gryffindor. ` Yukio said. I stood up and walked to the red table, my sword scabbard slung over my shoulder and a smug look on my face. A guy`s got to look impressive.
I chose a seat between a chubby blackette who looked like all the worlds good luck had turned against him, and a skinny boy with round glasses and a lightening shaped scar on the right side of his forehead.
"Okumura Yukio." The green lady (I guess I`ll call her that from now on) said. Yukio sat on the stool and waited for "the green lady" to put the creepy hat on his head.
"So you`re related eh?" Creepy hat spoke.
"Actuary were twins."
"Ah, twins you say! Then I know just the right place for you." The creep halted for a sec. then shouted: "Gryffindor!" Yukio walked up to the table and sat next to me and I gave him a high five.
Then old silver beard stood from his seat and started talking. As he did Yukio translated it in my head. "This year Hogwarts is proud to announce that the Triwizard cup is going to be held here in our respectful school. And now, please welcome the lovely witches of Beauxbatons!" The doors sprang open with a loud booming sound and in came a bunch of European girls dressed in blue silk dresses.
They walked forward, stopped, stretched out the left hand and made a soft "Ahh" sound. Then they did it on the opposite side, stretching their right hand and ahhing again.
I don`t know why, but the guys seemed to be drooling at those prissy girls. (So lame) Personally Yukio and I just stared blankly. (Oh, and there was another humongous human lady that made everyone gasp. Even Yukio.)
"And here are the wizards of Durmstrang!" Silver beard spoke again.
Through the double door some military looking buff guys dressed in crimson and black, showing some flashy moves that I`m too lazy to explain. (Also there was a cute dragon made of fire.)XD
Something else happened but I was too busy talking to Kuro, that I didn`t notice what exactly. But as a I lifted my eyes I saw a golden goblet which had a beautiful blue fire floating on its surface. "Aoi honno." I whispered to myself.
Strong. Flickering. Astonishing blue fire.
I felt drawn to it. (just like the atmosphere of the green table) Apparently Yukio did too; as I saw his pretty bluish-green eyes shine in childish excitement. Did I just think Yukio`s eyes were pretty?
We both zoned out all the chatter around us focusing only on the blue beauty of the flames. Even when the crowd started loudly booing at something our eyes were fixed only on the fire. I wanted to control it, to make it dance to my will, to obey my every command and leave nothing in it's wake but ashes and dust, to make it burn fiercer and stronger than any fire before. But fortunately the nightly ceiling started to form a nasty storm of lightning and rain. Someone near the entrance shot a white bolt from his wand and the stormy sky calmed down, regaining its peaceful form.
We looked at the newcomer and saw a man who resembled Nehaus- sensei an awful lot. Only his eye. Such a creepy sight if you ask me.
I bumped Yukio in the side. "Hey, don`t you think the freak looks like Nehaus-sensei?" He looked at the man in question and snickered softly.
"Please welcome the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher – Alastor Moody." Announced silver beard. As he did, a black haired man dressed in dark robes jammed the tip of a knife in the table and cursed under his breath with a hiss: "Damn it!" After the action he started pouting like a little child that had got grounded for staying out too late. The green lady placed a soothing hand on the man's back and said: "Maybe next time."
"I like him." I announced to my twin. Yukio looked at the dark person and smiled. "That`s Severus Snape – the head of the Slytherin house as well as the potions teacher."
"He`s cool."

"Ah, you like him now, but wait `till he starts teaching. He hates Gryffindor with a passion." Maybe I should have listened to my instinct and gone to the green table. Oh well, what`s done is done.
"So, you`re the exchange students from Japan?" I looked at the dark haired, four-eyed boy.
"Nani?" I turned my gaze to Yukio, who looked at me and sighed. Then he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a dark bracelet, and put it on my wrist. I felt a cool breeze and something in me changed.
"What is that?"
"It`s a magically enchanted bracelet that lets you understand and speak in English Nii-san."
"Ehhh? Hontōni, sankyou!"
"Hello, do you hear me?" The boy spoke again. " Oh, sorry. I just zoned out for some time, so who are you?"
"I`m Harry Potter." He stretched out his hand to me for some odd reason. I stared at the offered hand for a couple of seconds not getting what he meant by the gesture. "Okumura Rin." I bowed my head slightly. Now was the boys time to stare at me and so he lowered his outstretched hand.
"Harry, it`s polite to bow to a Japanese person in a greeting not shake hands." Stated a bushy, brown haired girl sitting next to Harry.
Wait she looks like that…Oh, Hell no! That ** is in my house? No scratch that, I want to go to the green table with that cool professor, and that familiar atmosphere.
"You do it like this." The stupid ** bowed too low – in a 45-degree angle. She then straightened out again and said: "Right?"
I just stared at her baffled. Yukio stared at her too, and then turned his gaze to me. "Nii-san, did you do something?"
"No!" I tried hard to figure things out. Wasn`t the ** supposed to be smart?
"Are you apologizing to my brother or something?" Yukio asked not understanding her actions as well.
"I was merely greeting him." She said in a snobbish know it all way.
"Onna, you bowed too low. When you greet someone you bow at a 15 degree angle not 45. I`m neither that important nor do you want to apologize or ask me a favor, now do you?" I explained grinning at Yukio who looked a bit amazed. Take that little brother, I do know some minor things of my culture.
"Oh, well then… I`m sorry." She bowed again, and once again it was wrong. `Jeez, if you can`t do it then don`t. ` I thought bitterly.
"Maybe just say I`m sorry like a normal person, since it`s clearly noticeable that you don`t know what you`re doing." She looked offended.
"Nii-san! I`m sorry for my brother, he`s just an idiot. Ne, nii-san?" I glared at Yuki a bit hurt and he glared back. "I didn`t do anything."
"Yes you did, you offended her."
"You think I care? Like HELL!"

"Apologize!"

"No! If she doesn`t know how to do it then she shouldn`t. It`s like she`s mocking our culture." I spat back.
"Nii-san, apologize."

"No!"

"Nii-san." Yukio`s pupils started to redden. Not good. "Jeez, fine I`ll apologize." I turned to the teens in front of us. "Listen…" she looked at me all mighty and powerful. OK, now there is no way I`ll say sorry to the **. Yukio punched my side. "And do it properly."
"Nani? Anata wa boku ni kitai suru koto wa dekimasen..." (What, you can`t expect me to…)
"Rin." God, Yukio can be so frightening from time to time, especially in "that" mood. Man why the ** do I have to do it? I stepped out of my seat and stood opposite to her. She looked confused. Everyone was staring at me. `Oh please Yukio don`t make me do it, have some humanity… Oh right, I forgot you don`t have one.
Yukio looked pleased with himself, damn four-eyed spot-face!
I bowed at a 90 degree angle and said: " Mōshiwakearimasen."(I`m sorry.) I felt my cheeks redden and my tail became stiff under the white shirt I was wearing. Slowly lifting my head I glared daggers at my brother. `You`re so going to regret it my dear brother, just you wait! `
"Why did you do that?" Asked Harry once I seated myself. " `Cause that dickhead of a brother is nothing more than a demon!"
"Oh look who's talking!"
"Are you offending me yonme (four-eyes)?"
"Well compared to you I don`t look like one."
"Oh really?"
"YEAH. I`m not the one who has a punk hair cut, and I don`t pick fights with everyone that ** me off!"
"Hey, I dropped that act a long time ago."
"Mmhmm." He snorted loudly." Yesterday you fought Sugurou-san just because he ate your Takuyaki."
"I wanted it and he took it even though I told him not to, and then he ate it!"
We started to argue louder and fiercer. When Yukio started to shout at me `bout Shiro`s death, I lost control and punched him in the face, as a result he flew backwards crushing in the staff table.
"Damareeeeeee!" I shouted. The blue fire on the goblet shot up and all the other lit ones exploded in blue flames.
Anger filled my mind. I wanted to tear something apart, to kill, to see life leave someone's eyes, to spill guts, to create bloodshed and see the pretty, pretty colored liquid drop from my hands. I wanted to kill, and kill, and kill…
No no no no no no… I can`t, I won`t. Bad thoughts, Bad thoughts.
I banged my head. `I HAVE TO GET OUT! ` I screamed in my head and ran out the window dashing into the forest.

A/N. Once again I`m sorry! (here`s a bunny

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