Yukio's POV

I saw blue sparks started emitting from Rin. This wasn't good.

Rin couldn't go berserk now and risk the chance of hurting someone, I couldn't let that happen. Maybe I shouldn't have mentioned father's death? I knew I still blamed him for what happened, but Satan taking over me didn't help to ease my hatred. It only made things worse. I started to regret beginning that stupid argument as I saw nii-san's pupils redden and his canines growing.

"Rin, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Father's death wasn…" At this point I flew backwards, crushing in the staff-table and felt my cheek sting in pain.

The impact with the wooden table made my head spin and I felt dizzy. My eyelids started to drop. I must have hit my head.

The last thing I saw was blue flames exploding from the lit candles and torches, and my brother running away - tearing through the window. "Nii-san…" Was all I managed to say, before everything turned black.

When I woke up, I found myself in, what seemed like, a hospital bed. White sheets, white walls, white covers… Yup, definitely a hospital.

I tried to get in a sitting position, but it was harder then I thought.

My ribcage was hurting like crazy. It felt, as if, I was being stabbed in my side over and over, and over again, every time I tried to move. With a lot of effort and a bit of squinting I managed to get in a comfortable sitting position.

I looked around the room. White beds were lined up in a row, opposite and next to me on both sides. Judging by the placement, I was somewhere in the middle. Rin was nowhere to be found. I hope he's, from the looks of it he needed to calm down. I think he'll be gone for 2-3 days, maybe less.

Taking one last look at my surroundings I decided to take a nap.

I was woken by small shuffling noises. Opening my eyes I saw nothing but darkness. The moon was shining through the windows, dark clouds surrounding it. Wind blew softly through the trees and a cool breeze came through a small open window.

I wanted to sit up but my ribs wouldn't allow it, sending a jolt of pain through my body. Although I have to admit it wasn't as painful as a few hours ago. Guess I'm becoming more and more like a demon, with that fast healing ability.

I looked from side to side, searching for the source of the noise.

In a dark corner of the room I saw a blue light moving closer and closer. When the light got close enough I saw my big brother.

Rin was emitting blue flames in his usual demonic form: long elf like ears, two blue flames floating above his head like horns, sharp animal like teethe, bright-blue eyes with red pupils and the tip of his tale sprouting a large, blue fire. His sword was covered in red stains, some of the dark liquid dripping on the floor.

Nii-san was getting nearer to my bed. I felt fear running throughout me. Is he going to kill me? Rin was inches away from my bed. I squeezed my eyes shut faking sleep. His footsteps stopped. Not daring to open my eyes I listened to Rin's movements. Hearing the swishing of Komaken Kurikara my body tensed, but as I felt the sword being sheathed back in its case, I relaxed.

The warmth of the flames died down leaving just the cool wind, which found its way under my covers. It felt really cold compared to the light autumn breezes in True Cross so I shivered lightly. Apparently Rin saw my movement as he lit my body in soft, warm, blue flames. I felt the fire warming me and started to get sleepy.

As my eyelids shut to a soothing, calm darkness I felt Rin's cool lips brush against my pale forehead. "Oyasumi, nii-san." He said softly laying his head on my right arm.

Even in sleep the flames never left my body.

The next morning I woke up to light shaking. I slowly opened my eyes hoping to see Rin's grinning face, but instead I saw a lady dressed like a nurse.

"Did you sleep well dear?" she asked her voice as soft as a mothers. I nodded my head and slowly sat up. Surprisingly I felt no pain, guess my ribcage had healed through the night. "No, no, no, no, don't get up yet, you still have some broken ribs!"

"I'm fine. Actually it doesn't hurt anymore." I smiled awkwardly.

"Doesn't hurt? My dear boy, do you have a concussion that bump on your head must have made you delusional. " She checked my body and a surprised expression appeared on her face. Something between confusion and exasperation. "I could have sworn that yesterday you had 6 broken ribs and a crack in your skull."

I smiled hearing about my ribs. Oh the irony. Just like my father when Rin went berserk in kindergarten. "What can I say, I'm a fast healer.

"Indeed you are dear boy, indeed you are." I looked around the room to find Rin but he was nowhere to be seen.

"So can I go to class?"

"Not today dear. I can't let you out of the hospital wing just yet, you haven't completely recovered."

"But I feel just fine."

"I'm sorry dear, maybe tomorrow."

"But I can walk, and my bones aren't broken anymore, I don't have a concussion and my health is just fine." I started arguing, being just as stubborn as my brother.

"Yet, you still haven't recovered." Her tone was getting angrier.

"I have completely recovered and feel just peachy."

BAM! The door swung open, revealing a grinning Rin. A dark shoulder bag was on his shoulder, the Kurikara neatly on his left and Kuro in his arms; also he was carrying another bag.

"Ohayō otōto!" he exclaimed and walked towards me. Guess he had forgotten 'bout yesterday, better for both of us. I smiled at him: "Ohayō nii-san."

"Na, genki yo?" He placed the second bag on my hospital bed. I stared at the dark object in front of me. Is Rin really telling me to go to lessons?

"Nii-san, I'm sorry, but this lady won't let me." Nii-san just looked at me, smirking.

"No prob, she'll let you." He walked towards the nurse with a smug smile. "Excuse me, can my brother go to lessons today?"

"Why yes, of course, my dear, he doen't seem to have any more injuries and his body has already healed, so I don't see why he couldn't!"

"Really, he can?"

"Yes, yes. Now off you go and study hard. Although there is the Triwizard Tournament's first competition in a few weeks, that doesn't stop you from attending lessons." She nudged my brother forward to help me get ready for lessons. Now that was a surprise. As soon as the nurse was gone, I looked at Rin. "How did you do that? She wouldn't let me even go to the hall for breakfast, or even walk! How come you talked to her and she just agreed?"

"Isn't that cool? OK, so first…you remember that fight we had yesterday?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I wanted to apologize for hitting you, I just lost control and... things got out of hand. I didn't hurt you too bad, did I?" he looked at me, concerned.

"Don't worry; it wasn't your fault, although you did break some of my bones." We finished preparing and proceeded to go to the Great hall to get some breakfast.

"Really, I'm sorry he he." I opened the door. "So, what exactly did you do to convince her to let me go?"

"Well, yesterday I ran in that creepy forest to calm down, and whenever I came in contact with some sort'a weird creature, I killed it." He looked at the floor. That would explain the blood on his blade last night.

"And after a lot of bloodshed I managed to calm down. I was going back to the castle, but met that really ginormous person. He asked me what I was doing in the forest, I kept my mouth shut, secretly hoping he would go away, but then he saw my blade and I guess he recognized the blood on my blade that came from those horse-man things and these horses with horns. He pointed his umbrella at me and I was totally confused and told him to leave me alone, he just agreed and let me go, and then I told him to forget about this incident and he just said 'yes, yes of course, no prob' lad' and went back to his hut."

"So, what you are saying is that you can make people do whatever you like?"

"Yeah, pretty much! Aint that cool?"

"I guess we could work with that, just: no using this power to get higher grades or to skip school, no flames when you get pissed, no swearing, absolutely no fighting and no bringing demons inside the school."

"Ok, sure, but can I use that power to get higher grades, skip school, can I burst into flames, swear, fight and bring demons inside the school?"

"Of course nii-san, whatever you like!" Wait what!? I didn't say that!

"Rin," I said warningly.

"Ha ha ha ha, sorry, I couldn't resist! It seems it's harder to control demons than humans." We sat down next to Harry, who was talking to a boy with red hair and freckles.

"Sup Harry!" Rin immediately greeted the dark haired boy.

"Oh, hi… Rin?"

"'S my name!"

"And how are you Yukio? I thought you would have to stay in the hospital wing for a while." I looked at the green-eyed boy and smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm fine and everything's healed."

"Really? Me and Hermione went to see if you're okay yesterday, it seemed like you were in a lot of pain."

"Oh, well, thank you for your concern."

"So, what's first? Potions, devi-devian-deviantations, transfiguration or something?" Rin interrupted fishing out his schedule from his pocket.

"I think defense against the dark arts. We call it DADA for short."

"DADA? Like dada, you know in my country it would sound like you're running."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and the crows in our country say… umf!"

"Okay, let's talk about something else, shall we?" I interrupted my brother, before nonsense could come out of his mouth by covering it with my hand.

"Uh, sure ,why not. Do you know about the Triwizard Tournament?"

"No, not really."

"Well, it's a tournament where three wizarding schools compete against each other in three deadly challenges. Since it's really dangerous, this year they aren't allowing those less than 17 years old to compete."

"Sounds pretty serious."

"If you ask me, they're just afraid that younger wizards will win against the older ones, that's why they won't let us try. By the way, I'm Ron." The red-headed boy introduced himself, extending his hand.

"Ron, they bow to each other."

"Actually we shake hands too, but bowing is a custom. We usually o it to strangers and the elderly"

"Oh so now we're friends."

I smiled at the two boys in front of me. "You could say thaaaat." I screamed in pain. I can't believe it! Rin actually bit me with his damn demon teeth!

"Rin!"

"Stop interrupting me, I'm the older one here." The two wizards looked taken aback by nii-san's comment.

"What?" Rin asked, apparently irritated by the look on their faces.

"We… just… You're the older one!?" Typical. This happened every time we met someone who didn't know us, since Rin almost always acted more immature, people would mistake me for the older one. Or maybe it was just his height. Oh yeah, I loved rubbing in his face the fact that I'm taller, despite me being the younger.

"Yes, I'm the older one, got any problems, freckles?" There he goes again; giving every last person he knew a stupid nickname. What am I supposed to do with him?

As they continued talking, I started to look for something to eat. It would've been better if I could get some of nii-san's cooking, but I guessed that was out of question, since the meals were made for both of us. I decided to have some toast, boiled eggs, bacon (can't say no to that) and something that tasted like pumpkin. Is that pumpkin juice? I swallowed the liquid and a shudder ran through my body. Maybe I should stick with tea.

"Ew, what is that? Tastes like liquid pumpkin!" Rin exclaimed a disgusted look and a frown on his face. The two boys I now knew as Harry and Ron laughed. "That's because it is, Rin! It's pumpkin juice!"

"Oh God, how can you drink something like that? It's disgusting! That… that's just wrong man." I smirked a bit. I wouldn't admit it, but I actually liked when Rin made grimaces with his face, for example the frown reminded me of a frog, grins – of a pleased cat, while sleeping he looks so calm and is usually murmuring something about random things, like food, for example.

And when his tail swishes with irritation…

"What do you do with that pretty, blue fire?" Suddenly Rin broke my train of thoughts. His eyes were shining. So blue they were. I was feeling kind of jealous of his pure, blue eyes. The color of rain, the color of our flames, of the sky, of his favorite popsicles. Compared to his, my eyes were a mix between green and blue.

Impure.

"That's the Goblet of Fire," Ron explained. "Every student who's at least 17 years old puts a piece of paper with their name written on it in the fire." We both watched as one boy from Slytherin house walked over the Goblet and put his name in the fire. He stood there for a moment and when nothing happened, smiled and went back to his table, students there clapping and cheering.

"And why are they doing that?" I guess Rin wanted to know everything; he hated to be clueless of something. When we were about 10 or 11 years-old, he went to the local library and read everything about how babies were born. Of course, the next day he told everyone in our class 'bout his discovery and the teacher had to call our Father to school.

"Well, the Goblet will choose only one champion from each school, which suits this competition the best. It kind'a sorts them out. That's what I think at least."

"I don't get it."

"What don't you get?" Harry asked my brunette brother.

"Why do you sort things? Can't you just make a group and fight together? You can't fight alone, ya know." Of course, and now he gets it. After hundreds of times after telling him that exorcists can't do things alone, he suddenly gets it. Oh brother of mine, you are so unique.

"Well, those are the rules, can't change them."

"Oh, I see. Your rules are stupid." He nodded, stuffed his mouth full of bacon and continued to stare at the Goblet and the participants putting their names in, with sheer disgust.