Rin was an enigma within the Vatican.

He was heavily favored by the Grigori, and Angel as well. He was a prodigy with a blade and wasn't terrible with a bible verse, though clearly favored the blade above the word of the lord. And yet he had earned the nickname in the halls of Little Devil. Mainly for his not so subtle irritation at the Grigori and Angel for taking him in.

He was playful and eager to please when learning to fight, but other times was a haughty teen complaining about seemingly everything. Especially the food.

Many agreed it wasn't five star cuisine, but it was to keep the food "pure". So many exorcists refused to eat food that had been touched by demons like Ukobachs. So they just had whoever could cook without ruining the food.

But the biggest show of his title of being called a demon had to be from him irritating Angel with his prior nudity to avoid the paladin. Thankfully Rin was dressed now as Angel chased him through the pristine halls of the Central Headquarters of the Vatican. Quiet chuckles and snorts could be heard as the small teen was chased by the long haired beautiful man.

"Move out of the way! Psycho blond on the loose! He's a mad man!" Rin screeched, running at full speed.

"Get back here you nudist child!"

"Do I look naked to you?!" Rin yelled back over his shoulder. "Pervert!"

"You know what you did!"

"So what!? Why does that give you the right to try and kill me!?"

"Just hold still!"

Rin would have yelled back once more but coming to a cross in the halls, he ran into a body. Someone strong yet soft, not much taller than him. Green eyes locked with his blue. A cocky smile but a surprised look overtook the stranger's face. Rin looked a bit baffled as thin but strong feminine fingers grasped his arms.

"Rin- Oh. It's you," Angel's strong voice turned into an irritated grumble.

"Good to see you too Baldy~" the woman sang out. She pulled Rin into her arms, pressing her buxom chest against Rin as she locked eyes with Angel. "Who's your friend here?"

Rin looked owlishly at fhe woman. Long redish blonde hair pulled into a high ponytail, not too unlike Angel's, a rounder and softer face, more like his own with a devious smile to boot. Rin noticed a tattoo on her chest, right above her breasts. She seemed to be wearing a swim suit honestly with the amount of skin he was seeing as she held him as some sort of human shield or bait. Rin's eyes remained wide as he was held.

"His identity is none of your concern woman."

"Aw, but he's cute. You wanna tell me who you are cutie?"

"Rin?" he spoke in a confused tone. Something sparked in her eye for a moment before she laughed. "Why's baldy chasing you Rin?"

Rin didn't know how to answer. His eyes darted around searching for Metatron.

"Rin does not need to answer you. Hand him over at once."

"Why? You his keeper?"

"That is between me and the Grigori."

Rin stopped listening to the two bicker as he looked for his guardian angel. He heard the tail tell flapping of wings.

His eyes darted to look over Shura's shoulder.

He was shocked to say the least when his eyes locked with fierce icy blue eyes. Wild dark hair with occasional strands of silver, wind swept out of the slightly rounded face. The stature was about his own hieght. He was dressed in etheral esque robes of various blues and his feet were bare. But most noticably were the white wings protruding from his back. Wings he was rather familiar with on principle alone.

The bright wings of an angel.

He instinctively swallowed feeling shivers cascade down his spine. The icy eyes narrowed into a glare.

"Clairvoyance will only get one so far hell spawn," the angel spoke using a voice similar to Rin's only deeper. He slowly drew his blade from the sheath at his side. It moved slowly through the air. Rin's eyes remained entranced as the blade was lifted just under his chin as Shura and Angel kept arguing. It's sharp edge barely touched Rin's skin.

"God may spare you child, you should not suffer the sins of your father. But when the truth is known, you will have wished he had granted you a different mercy."

The blade pressed into his flesh ever so slightly. Any more pressure and he would be sure to bleed.

"Raphael," a familiar voice cut in, "Drop your blade. Here and now is no acceptance of bloodshed. Our Mercy is our blessing."

The blade lowered from Rin's neck. The blade slowly reentered the sheath.

"You say that now. But it is only a matter of time before his heritage is known Zadkiel."

The brown haired angel stood strong as Raphael took the equivalent of a few steps back.

"-which makes him my responsibility!"

Rin felt larger arms yank him away from Shura, much to the woman's annoyance. He finally saw her full form. Her tribal looking tattoo did seem to extend down her flat stomach to her bellybutton. Her top really was a swimsuit top from the looks of it. And she was wearing a pair of short jean shorts.

"Someone's possessive," Shura chuckled. "I'll see you around kid."

"Stay away."

"From a future exorcist? Never."

She turned and walked with all the confidence in the world. Rin watched not only as she left, but the angel, Raphael, follow in mild annoyance.

"Rin, you are to stay away from that woman. Do you understand?" Angel's voice was firm, a little cold as well.

"Because you think I'll pick up her dressing habits?" Rin asked slightly confused from the interaction he half missed.

"That woman may as well have been spawned from hell itself. She was found in Gehenna afterall."

It was a rare moment when Rin was left speechless. A woman raised where his biological father resided. He had questions he knew he couldn't ask without suspicion.

"On the note of clothing however," Angel began with his grip tightening. Rin yelped as he was dragged away by the armored man, "It seems we need to have a bit of a talk over ettiqute."

"No!" Rin cried out as he fruitlessly tried to struggle away.

Just around the corner and out of earshot, Shura made sure no humans or demons were around her. Once she felt assured she was not being watched, she whipped her head at the angel who followed her.

"Hell spawn? Seriously what is your problem Raphael? He looks like a normal kid."

"Danger is most prevalent when one can't see it."

"Fine, fine. You at least going to tell me who he is?"

"I cannot. It would compromise the protection he is under."

"Can I know his lineage?" she asked with slight surprise. Usually finding out who people were wasn't hard with Raphael being as paranoid as he was.

"Also no."

A wicked smile came to her face.

"Well I could use a challenge. Shiro did say I should test myself more. And considering he's with Baldy... This is going to be interesting."

"Do as you will. Just remember one day you will have to face judgement."

"Yeah yeah. One other question. Kid has Clairvoyance doesn't he?" Her grin reminded Raphael far too much of a cat who just caught a mouse.

"He does."

"Cool. I always did want to mess with other angels."

Dun dun duh! Shura is truly the ultimate wild card. And Raphael...