Sorry that I'm only posting today. I did put up a chapter yesterday but it was all messed up so I had to take it down. Again, I'm really sorry. Anyways, maybe this chapter will be a bit better now that I'm less tired and more awake. Thank you.

Winter's POV

"And this is your dorm. There will be two others living here with you." Yukio says; a small hint of amusement in his tone. He still had that smile on his face. Very welcoming.

"Alright, thank you very much. Is there anything else I need to know?"

Yukio shakes his head. "Just that Shiemi will be here in about two hours to show you how to get to the cram school. I would like for you to be ready by then and I think it would be wise to start Regular school tomorrow."

I nod. "Yeah. Okay. Thank you, again. Um, goodbye." I say awkwardly before giving a slight bow and walking off to the dorm.

Surprisingly, the dorm wasn't in too bad of a state. Yeah it had some cracks up the walls or down on the floors here or there but nothing too bad. Yukio had told me beforehand that all the moved into rooms were on the first floor. He should have said moved into room. There was only one room that was moved into. It was kind of sided, though. The room had two beds. Each on the far side of the room. One was made and one was disheveled. Obviously two people roomed together but they seemed as if they were totally different people with way different personalities.

Next, I move on to my room. Its walls are tinted with a purple; making it look lavender. I already moved into it a little when classes were going on last week so it already has most of my stuff. Boxed but it was still there. My bed is just a normal size, like the two others in the room across from me. A small lamp was set up next to my bed that hadn't been there before but other than that, my room was exactly how I left it. I guess the two other girls weren't interested in their new dorm-mate. Whatever-

A loud clang interrupts my thought. It sounded like it came from the kitchen. Luckily, I did a small walkthrough this place by myself last week, too. Another clang echoes through the dorm. Was one of the girls home? Caving into my curiosity, I silently slip out of my room and make my way to the kitchen. When I get there, a small mouse-like figure was standing on the table, looking quite smug.

"Damnit Ukobach! Fine! You can chop the damn onions yourself!" A deep, rumbly voice spouts angrily. I drop my eyes to the floor where a dark blue haired boy sits. One hand on his head and another holding up a frying pan. He was glaring daggers at the creature.

The small demon squeaks. "Fine! I was gonna do it anyways!"

Without thought, I say, "Do you really want to cut all those onions by yourself?" Shit. I spoke to it. In front of another person.

Now aware of my presence, the –what I would suppose is- cooking demon turns towards me. Along with the now standing boy. His eyes catch me of guard at first. They were a lightish blue, contrasting with his dark hair. His mesmerizing eyes lock with mine. "You heard what he said?" he asks me, something else mixed in there with the surprise. I nod my head. "How?"

"I don't really know myself. I've been able to hear them since I was little. It just kinda came naturally." I shrug. "You think I'm a demon now, right?" I ask, not able to bring my eyes to meet his once again. The disgust in other's eyes when I tell them I can hear demons is always hard to see. Instead of him agreeing with me, I feel a warm arm slip across my shoulders. I look up in surprise.

The boy grins and shakes his head. "No. Anyways, sit down over here. Ukobach, will you get us some drinks?" Almost immediately, a can is thrown at the boy. He catches it with amazing grace and speed. He turns and sticks his tongue out at the little demon who is now in the kitchen. In a blink of an eye, the small demon is standing on the table beside me. He holds up a bottle of water. I take it and give him a warm smile. A slight blush tints his cheeks as he looks down at the ground. "Tch. Oi, you smitten Ukobach?" the boy asks and the demon gives him a glare before returning to the kitchen.

"Um, who are you?" I ask, a little curious of why he was in the dorm.

He grins. "Rin. Rin Okumura. I live here."

What? I start to cough. His last sentence catching me by total surprise. "Y-you live here?"

Rin pats my back a little worriedly. "Yeah. Why?"

I take a deep breath. "Because I am going to be living here. I just got the rest of my stuff in today actually and I'm going to attend school tomorrow. Cram school today." This time, Rin starts to have a coughing fit.

"That damn Yukio." I hear him mutter under his breath.

"What? What does Yukio have to do with this?" I ask, now a little confused.

"He showed you around today, didn't he?" I nod. "Yeah, well, he also lives here. He told me that we were going to have a new dorm-mate but told me not to go in their room until they came here because it was rude. I respected that and stayed out of it. The only time Yukio went in there was to give 'em a new lamp. Now I get it. He knew it was you all along. He just didn't want me to know."

I blink. Yukio knew it was going to be me? Why the hell didn't he tell me that instead of two girls I was going to be dorming with two guys? "Um, well, if we're going to be living together I guess you need to know my name." Rin stops his ranting. "It's Winter. Winter Crossly." I say.

"And you are goin' to the Cram School?" he asks.

"Yeah. Get rid of all the bad demons in the world. Seems like the right thing to do, ya know?" I shrug.

Since Rin was sitting in his chair backwards, he rests his arms on the back of it and lays his head on top. "Bad demons? Don't you think all demons are bad?" The question has a nonchalant feel to it but for some reason I think he really wants to know.

I shake my head. "Well, Ukobach is a demon and he's not bad, right? And what about the little companions some of us keep around? They're demons, too, but we still allow them by our sides. I think that demons think that they have to be bad or act bad just because they're demons. But I believe that some demons choose if they want to be good or if they want to be bad. That's just my opinion, though." My face is slightly red from the lack of breathe.

Rin blinks and instead of the skeptical look I get from people when I try to defend the demon's side, he smiles. A smile that looks like he's happy I said that.

"Agreed!"

Alright. I hope you all are enjoying this story so far. Please tell me in the reviews if Rin is a little off in your opinion. I do love to read what other people think I should do and the scenarios that some of you come up with are brilliant. So please leave a review if I'm doing well enough for your taste. Thank you, goodbye.

-TheLovelyWriter204