Well that isn't too bad. Hello again everyone, I think enough starting information has been given so things will speed up a bit now, so we are well and truly off to get to the main plot, sorry it took so long ladies, gents, and other. Let chapter five begin

Two years later, age of twins seven

Rin threw his fist forward, into the mouth of the boy towering over his twin. He fell like a sack of flour, cradling his mouth as he let out a scream of pain. The boy pulled his bloody hands away from his mouth only to see his front teeth in his palms before screaming again.

Rin looked back at Yukio, who was getting off the ground, before he looked at Rin shaking his head. As Rin looked around, seeing teachers coming closer and for a moment he feels regret, but seeing the boy on the ground, he knew that the child won't bully anyone again.

"RIN!" the large man in the front called as he came to a stop, gazing at the scene with revulsion. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"

Rin turned toward the teacher, angry that they were yelling at him for protecting his twin. As they approached, his anger continued to rise until he felt some of his flames flicker over his fist. He paused to push them back inside himself before he replied, "He started it, he pushed Yukio!"

The teacher took a step back, fear flickering over his face before hiding it away with a stern expression. "Then you get a teacher. Taking it into your own hands makes you no better than him."

Shiro walked up to the teacher in a trench coat without sleeves, tattoos on his left shoulder depicting an eye, at the top of his shoulder. On his bicep was a Rod of Asclepius, beside that a bow, and a gnarled staff. Under those a dragon head, a human skull with horns, and a book. On his other arm was a series of eight chevrons, and an inverted arc at the bottom, and a line going from the lowest part of the arc, up to the peak of the lowest chevron. He was breathing heavily and drenched in sweat and a bit of black liquid. "Did Rin hurt anyone?"

She jumped squeaking in fright. "When did-" she shook her head. "A fifth grader just lost his teeth," she replied before peeking around the corner and saw Rin punch the pavement, cracking it with some blue flames flying out from his fist.

"SEE! I WAS HOLDING BACK! I TOLD YOU I WAS BUT YOU PEOPLE NEVER BELIEVE ME! YOU ALL HATE US! WHY?! WHAT DID WE DO TO YOU?!" Rin screamed in anger and frustration.

As the teachers all stepped back in fear, Shiro Fujimoto stepped forward and put his key ring back on his belt. The teacher nervously began to ask, "He's getting worse, and I've never seen or heard of a mage with blue flames-"

"It's very rare," Shiro interrupted, "But not unheard of, his father had them too. Go ahead and tell the others not to be worried about it, he is just a boy with a temper and magic." Shiro walked forward fearlessly as the teacher watched in awe. "RIN!"

Rin froze briefly with a guilty expression before looking at the exorcist. "He pushed Yukio-"

Rin's jaw snapped shut as the tension in the area rose and Shiro stared at his son with his irises seeming to swirl around the pupils. Rin lowered his gaze. "Rin, I have told you time and time again. You have to be careful. They can't protect themselves. You are so talented, so gifted. I haven't seen many students with half as much potential as you, but as with everyone else you have weaknesses, flaws. You struggle to control yourself, and your magic."

Rin's jaw clenched and he glared at Shiro, and the entire teaching assembly flinched. "But he started it!"

Shiro took a step forward. "It is not your place to finish it. Imagine if you were any less careful, what do you think would have happened to him? You think he would have just lost his teeth, or do you think he would have lost his jaw?"

Rin flinched before glaring at the ground, a few flames flickering briefly.

"Rin, calm down, you're flaring up again."

"But you never listen to me Dad, it's always, 'do this Rin, don't do that Rin,' why is that all that happens anymore, why don't we play anymore?"

The tension eases somewhat, "Because I have to work Rin, you know that. I wish I could be around more, but there are a lot of people out there who desperately need my help. I take as much time off as I can, but it is hard to secure days off, especially when I keep needing to come and calm you down in the middle of a mission."

Rin flinched again looking at the ground frustrated. "I know, but still."

"If you were better behaved, I could get my missions done faster, and come home more often, and for longer." Shiro started to close the gap between him and his son. The tension gradually began to leave the playground, and his eyes stopped swirling. He kneeled in front of Rin and put his hand on his shoulder. "One day you will do great things, but until that day comes, you need to work on bettering yourself."

Shiro turned to look at Yukio. "Yukio is almost as strong as you Rin, but he didn't even use Mana Skin to shield himself from the fall. Civilians are very fragile Rin, like the eggs we trained you with. Always remember, everyone has the potential to be good, and anyone can also do great evil. You and Yukio are both cases of this."

Shiro smiled at his adopted son and kneeled in front of him. "What that boy did was wrong, yes. Your heart was in the right place, you wanted to protect your brother. I can't fault you for that, but you should not have hit him. That makes you no better than him, there is no honor in fighting the helpless. He is human, you could have talked to him, used reason, or at the very least stood there between him and your brother. With your strength he couldn't get past you unless you let him. You did not need to resort to force to protect Yukio."

Yukio stepped over and put his hand on his brothers shoulders. "He's right you know? It didn't even hurt, you don't have to fight everyone who has a dark side. If you do you will never stop fighting, you only need to fight those who aren't willing to listen to reason. You want to protect people, but sometimes, the best way to protect someone, is by not fighting. Fighting should be the last resort not the first."

Shiro stands and held his hands out to his sons, satisfied with the turn of events. "Let's go home boys." The boys each took a hand and followed their father as he turned and headed to a nearby door. "We should get you two home, and more than likely you're going to be suspended again. Maybe even expelled. Either way, we are back to working control exercises since you kept flaring up."

Rin whined as Shiro let go of Yukio's hand and started looking at his different keys. Once he found the right one he put it in the keyhole and turned it. As he opened the door a monastery entrance was visible, much to the surprise of a nearby teacher. Shiro nodded his head toward the teacher before leading his children through the door, kicking it shut behind him. The teacher walked forward and hesitantly opened the door, and to her bafflement, revealing a normal school hallway was behind it.

Shiro ducked a flying kick aimed for his head, watching his son's pulsing vibrant aura carefully to pick out the traces of intent. 'There' he thought as he saw a pale line shoot from his son's head down his arm and Shiro took a step to the side grabbing Rin's arm and redirecting the force of the punch to go around him to slam his son safely to the padded ground.

Rin lay there for a few moments panting before he whined, "How are you so good? I just can't land a hit on you, its like you know what I'm going to do even before I do! It's not fair."

Shiro simply replied, "There is no such thing as a fair fight. If you are ever to need your magic, I want you to be able to use it. It will do you no help to coddle you now and let you get bad habits to work out. Do you know what you did wrong that time?"

Rin frowned in thought. "Hmm… I attacked too fast, without giving myself time to get a proper stance?"

Shiro smiled at his son, "Not quite. In fact, sometimes knowing how to throw a punch or kick midair can save your life, but you were a bit too slow, and your follow through was a bit much. Because you swung so hard and far, you rotated midair leaving me an opening to safely grab you, and use your own strength against you." They separated to opposite corners of the padded training area.

Rin nodded and closed his eyes for a second before falling into a fighting stance once reopened his eyes and glanced to the side before a small smile overtook his features. Shiro unconsciously tensed, 'He has a plan. That's different than normal. I need to be careful.' He took a step away from where Rin glanced and then Rin leaped, rising high and twisting around and pulling his hips up so he was basically upside down, still rising back to his father. Shiro narrowed his eyes as he started to charge to close the gap.

As Rin fell Shiro noticed a large amount of intent gathering just before his shoulders, 'He is going to spring up off his hands, but where will he go?' Shiro abruptly changed his course to close the gap with a more gradual rate while remaining a moving target. As Rin landed on his hands he starts to lean forward then with a crack he shoves off and soared to the wall of the dragon hanger right over Sylvia's head as she ducked.

Shiro's eyes widened, and he barely had time to think at Sylvia, "Traitor!" with a metallic screech a panel flies at the monastery as Rin dives head first at breakneck speed towards his father, who barely manages to get out of the way, just to see Rin's foot snap up, lifting the boy off the ground, and with a flash of intent, spins a kick at his father's head. Shiro barely deflected the strike, only for Rins punch to graze his other cheek. Shiro lunged forward headbutting his son in the gut.

Rin fell to the floor winded but unharmed, while a bruise was already showing on Shiro's cheek where Rin's punch had grazed him. He gingerly felt it. "Warriors, unconventional but extraordinary close combat specialists, the lot of them. Well done, Rin, I'm impressed, I hadn't expected that and couldn't quite piece out your intent. But let's not do that normally, the force you use in combat are often a bit more than you need, and add in the fact that you can never be certain how well your environment can take the abuse, it wouldn't do to rely on it. Not to mention now we have to fix the hanger, and the monastery. Again, I can see the paperwork already," Shiro finished with a whine.

Well that's that. More progress, a little more world building, and some more time passed. All in all, not too bad I'd say, got something out fairly quick… I think. So busy it's hard to tell sometimes. Moving on, review responses.

IndigoisBlue: yeah, he kinda is. And the omelet with eggshells was partly inspiration, but I remember in that weird episode that introduced Ukobach the cooking demon(cooking demon. Really? So weird.) Rin had said something about those boxed lunches being salty just like Yukio liked it, so I thought I'd make there be a reason for his distaste for salty food other than preferences.

Zorgon873: interesting theory, might be onto something might not be, only time will tell.

Shiroikage: I'm glad my hodgepodge of ideas are turning out to be interesting, I would properly source them but I think I remember ley lines being a fairly common magic idea, I mentioned My Hero Academia for the basic powers that also cause a bit of recoil. Mana Skin was inspired by Black Clover, and honestly I'm not even sure where I heard Well but that gave me the idea of the intersecting ley lines being areas of highly concentrated magic.

ShadowWolf223: Thank you, and it is always good to see that others enjoy my story, so dig in. Or should I say I hope you enjoyed this chapter since it is at the end of the page? Hmmm… decisions decisions