"I'm sure Ms. Shura has known a lot of people here for a long time," Bon said. Their conversation was cut off when Yukio and Shura came back in. Yukio was extremely red in the face and was busying himself with adjusting his shirt buttons.

"He only let me count from the waist up," Shura pouted.

"No fair!" Rin cried in outrage.

"Told ya," Shura taunted Yukio.

"We asked how many moles you had, not how many are on your upper body!" Rin fought.

"I think you just want to know," Yukio muttered. He was not enjoying this game at all. 'How in the hell did I let Shura get me to do this,' Yukio thought. All that had occurred was childish pranks and humiliating revelations.

"I'm trying to preserve the game!" Rin argued, thought he really did just wanna know how many moles his younger brother had. The only one uninterested was Patty, because she wasn't paying attention. Kid tried not to pay attention to the asymmetrical orientation of the moles on Yukio's face, but his eyes were automatically drawn to them. Yukio stood up and Shura followed.

"I do not need help counting my moles Shura," he practically growled. She followed him anyway.

When Shura and Yukio returned for the second time all the students were huddled up, conspiring something that was silenced upon their entry. 'Why do I think this is not going to be good,' Yukio thought his stomach turning oddly. Shura grabbed a marker and began and scribbled on the whiteboard on the side of the room before smacking the nearest table to get the attention of all the students.

"The magic number is! 66," Shura cackled at the irony. turning so everyone could see she had drawn Yukio with a pointed tail, huge glasses, and devil horns, the number 6 repeated all around her little stick figure. "You really are a spawn of Satan! Proof Proof!" Rin stared at it for awhile.

"I don't get it."

"Ugh!" Bon complained loudly.

"Three sixes together are an omen of Satan. It was considered an evil date a few years ago and is still considered an evil number," Konekomaru explained.

"Oh!" Rin and Shima said.

"You didn't know that either?!" Bon yelled in Shima's face.

"Why is he so hot headed?" Soul asked, not trying to be quiet. Bon glared at Soul but he was not fazed.

"Six is a disgraceful number," Kid muttered. "It is completely asymmetrical in every fashion."

"Anyway," Shima said, trying to move the game along before Okumura- sensai got pissed, before Kid has an episode, and before Bon became even more irritated. "Bon truth or dare!"

"Dare," he said confidently.

"Kiss Moriyama!"

"What?" Shiemi cried out as Bon gave Shima a death glare of terrifying severity. Bon went over to Shiemi and offered her a hand to stand up. He quickly kissed the red faced girl and returned to his seat. The fellow students were giving him cheers and Shima and Soul gave standing ovations.

"Crona," Shura said. "Truth or dare?"

"Uh.. truth," Crona answered shyly.

"Are you a boy or a girl?"

"Yukio," Black Star started, "punch Rin in the face!" Rin laughed uncontrollably, knowing his wimpy brother wouldn't be able to hit him.

"Ah!" Shiemi shouted when Yukio's fist went across his face.

"What the hell Yukio?!" Rin yelled when he had collected himself.

By the end of the game, Kid was distraught that his dare had involved arranging his home asymmetrically, Yukio was without a shirt, Konekomaru had that taste of cat food in his mouth, Rin had a bruised cheek from Yukio punching him and was also donning a braided tail, Tsubaki and Izumo both had their hair down, Maka had her shoes tied to Souls and both had to use the restroom fairly urgently, Crona was in a corner over his questioned gender, Black Star was in his underpants, Liz was refraining from fixing her nails and other such features due to her dare, Patty was constructing a elaborate origami giraffe and Shiemi was deciding who to dare and what to do for the final round of the game. Rin was complaining that he had gotten bullied during the game, everyone focusing their dares on him.

"Well you are the reason we're playing this," Maka said.

"But you guys are just being cruel!" Rin yelled, petting his tail. He had to admit, Tsubaki had done a beautiful job braiding his tail. "And I can't believe you hit me!"

"Payback for kicking me over food."

"Do you let go of anything!" Yukio glared at his brother. Yukio threw a small cup of water at Rin. "What the hell was that for?"

"I thought I ought to let you know what water looked like. Since apparently you're unclear." The water turned to steam as Rin flamed up over the incident. He grabbed his sword and pointed Kurikara at his brother's throat. Yukio jumped up and pointed his gun at Rin's steaming chest.

'Damn. That escalated quickly,' Maka thought.

"Do you and Patty fight like that?" Konekomaru asked Liz.

"I could never fight my sister!" Liz yelled in the monk's face.

"They don't fight like that," Kid said.

"Oy oy oy!" Shura shouted, pushing Rin down on his butt. Yukio just laughed and sat back down. Rin sat across from him, steam and flames rising from his clothes until he was dry, then he laughed too.

"Come on Shura, you know I wouldn't fight my brother," Rin said smiling, his pointed teeth gleaming, as he gave her a thumbs up. "I couldn't even fight him when he was possessed by Satan," Rin said, using his hands to represent devil horns on his own head.

"Do you realize your flames are positioned like devils horns too Rin," Shura asked slowly. Rin shot up out of the room.

"Wow!" They all heard him scream from down the hall.

"Ms. Shura!" She yelled, everyone stared at the young blonde girl standing above them all. Rin poked his head back in the room. His flames burned blue atop his head and he smiled demonically. He did not want to miss the moment the students had been waiting for since the game started.

"What?" She said as she scratched her ear pretending Shiemi had deafened her.

"Ms. Shura... Kiss Yuki!" Everyone gaped at the audacity of the shy exwire.

"Well... everyone's been wanting to say that one," Rin said hand in his hair, pretending he didn't see the glare coming from his brother.

"Alright scaredy come 'ere," she said, but before she was up he had his hand extended to her. "You're a man after all," she winked and a vein in his forehead visibly pulsed. Shura had expected to take the exorcist off his feet, but she was taken off hers when he went for the kiss first, swept her feet out from under her, and had a gun pointed at her head as he had her laid on his knee.

"No more scaredy cat, no more kid, no more mole face," he said seriously. Shura was astonished she had been outwitted like that. She didn't try very visibly but in all truthfulness she kept herself one step ahead of the opponent at all times, thought maybe she didn't see Yukio as an opponent and that's why she slipped. Yukio pulled her up and sat down. Shura stood for a moment longer, dumbfounded, before she seated herself.

"Who knew he could have fun!" Soul laughed, setting off a chain reaction of boisterous laughter, mostly from the males in the room.

"Hold up!" Liz shouted. "She said Shura kiss Yukio, not the other way around. That didn't count!" Shura stood, pulled Yukio up by the shirt and kissed him briefly before dropping him on his ass.

"Aw it's my little brother's first kiss!" Rin fawned adorably. Yukio glared at him which only elicited heavier laughter from the energetic students. In the chaos of laughing and imitating facial expressions from during the game, Yukio and Shura slipped upstairs and went to bed at their opposite ends of the hall.

Yukio sat at his desk and gazed out the window for a moment, remembering his father brought tears to his teal eyes, but he couldn't bear to let the old man slip farther away.

"Yukio is someone picking on you!" Rin jumped in the room with his fists up ready to take someone out. "What, there's no one here. What are you screaming about?" He questioned getting in his younger brother's face.

"N-nothing nii-san," Yukio said, still eyeing the black form behind his brother. Rin waved his hand in front of Yukio's face.

"What are you looking at?" Rin shook his head and put his hands on his brother's shoulders. "Let's play!" Rin smacked him on the head, shouted tag and ran off into another room leaving Yukio alone with the scary form. Yukio sat there and cried, 'why can I see these but Rin can't. What am I supposed to do?' he thought.

"Yukio?" He heard Fujimoto call from the doorway. He tried to clear his face of snot and tears.

"Y-yes dad!" Fujimoto walked over to the form Yukio had been frightened of earlier.

"What are you doing in here?" He chanted something strange and the thing evaporated before Yukio's eyes.

"You can see that too?" Yukio asked bewildered, still sitting on the ground. Fujimoto put his hand on the young child's head.

"Why don't you join me Yukio? Instead of being afraid of these things, become stronger and show them who's boss," his father said holding up a mock fist. "One day I'm going to need your help protecting Rin," he added solemnly. "I'd like you to help me Yukio."

"Me? Protect nii-san?" The frail boy couldn't fathom protecting his thuggishly protective elder sibling.

"You love your brother, things may get confusing and hard, but always remember that Yukio." He held out his hand to the boy and helped him up. "I'm going to start taking you with me from now on, you can start learning about demons and how to get rid of them." Yukio was astonished. He couldn't believe he would protect his brother, that he would become strong like Rin.

"Thinking about your old man?" Shura asked from the hallway.

"I'm very busy Shura," Yukio said grabbing the closest stack of papers.

"He knew you know. That Rin would become a demon. He was almost certain the day you two were born and Mephisto set a bet on your lives. That clown never makes a bet he'll lose."

"What are you talking about Shura?"

"Shiro pushed you so hard because he knew Rin was going to need you. He's way too hot headed to have gotten this far on his own. He was always trying to give you a better promise of a future." Shura paused, deliberating her next words.

"Shura," Shiro said to her after one of the first times she beat Yukio in the training setting. "Thank you for pushing him."

"Huh? I'm just getting free lunch!" She laughed but then saw the paladin was very serious.

"You challenge him. He needs that."

"He's just a kid Shiro."

"He's not going to be though. He and his brother almost certainly have death sentences from the vatican hanging over their little heads in the future."

"What?! Why the hell would they kill a couple kids?" Shura was never a fan of the vatican's ways, and killing children was just another place her morals deviated from those of the order.

"Because they are special. You've met Rin, he's very good hearted but hot headed and rash, the order would see him as a threat the moment they laid eyes on him. But Yukio, being calm and competent, could keep his brother in check if anything ever happened to me and they were on they're own."

"Why are you suddenly acting like a damn geezer?"

It wasn't two weeks later that he approached her, asking to teach Rin how to wield a demon sword.

Shura shook her head, she had no idea how spot on that man actually was. If he didn't have Yukio watching his back, he'd probably already be executed. And whether she liked it or not, Mephisto played a large part in keeping him alive too.

"He was prepared for the worst. He was training you to take his place as guardian and he wanted me to take his place in training Rin if he died. And look at where we are," she laughed humorlessly.

"He really was a great man," Yukio said mostly to himself. Shura nodded silently in agreement.

"You should sleep. You're always passed out when I run into ya." Yukio removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes.

"I'm very busy Shura. I sleep when I can." She smirked at how old the kid sounded and she formulated a scheme in her head as she walked silently from his room.