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Rin had no such luck.
His nightmares came back at him at full force. It seems after his meltdown all the memories his Father sealed away began to come at him full force. His father did this to keep his son sane, to prevent him from going on a murderous rampage, as he did when he was a demonling. His dreams were so detailed. He could feel the biting cold of the December air. The smell of burning bodies burnt to a crisp by his Father in an attempt to keep his small family safe. He could hear the sound of a sword being drawn, the silver reflecting the blue of the flames. The face of a man, who oddly enough resembled his Father, face anguished and torn between his next decision. The sword came down, impaling the little demon, a burst of blue exploded, covering his vision completely.
Rin shot up in bed, his flames covering him as if to comfort him from his dreams. His heartbeat was so elevated, and if he didn't calm down now, he would ultimately burn down the room. Breath- Breathe- fucking breathe! Calm down! Calm down! He felt hands trying to keep his hands away from clawing at his eyes. He could faintly hear someone tell him to breathe, to count his breathes.
Tears began to stream down his face, evaporating from the fire that was licking his skin. Faintly he could remember hearing a cry in the background. He tried to inhale what air he could greedily, but the air was getting stuck in his chest, making him feel like he was choking. His hands clawed at his chest, trying to force his clothes off away from his neck to remove the restricting garments. He felt clawed hands that were not his own helping him. Once they were off, he began trying to slow the breaths. He inhaled for five seconds, or tried to, then exhaled for ten seconds. He tried to focus on counting. Eventually, he was able to make it to a count of ten finally. He felt clawed hands combing through his white sweat-soaked hair. The fire began dissipating, leaving ashes in its wake.
"Are you done?"
His sense began to come back to him, he looked up to see his brother Samael. The smell of burnt cotton and flesh met his nose. His brother wore a pained expression. He looked around the wrecked room, where was he? He looked to the curtained-off window, was that sunlight?
He tried to speak, but it seemed like his voice was rough, "I- I'm sorry, Sammy. I couldn't control myself." He buried his face into his brother's burnt suit.
Samael, certainly knew what to expect from his brother's panic attacks. He's heard from Amaimon and Iblis how uncontrollable he could get when overtaken by his anxieties. Indeed, he's gotten better since he was a mere child. Whether Rin acknowledged it or not, he was still a child, especially by demon standards. Of course, he wouldn't have the same level of control that his siblings had, they certainly did not when they were his age.
"It is alright, although I do not appreciate you burning your bedsheets to ashes. What on earth did they do to compel your wrath?"
Rin furrowed his brow, burying his nose further, "Last night, that man who was here..." He took in a wobbly breathe, "Shiro. Was he- Was he the man who-" he unconsciously began to trace the scar that marred his chest.
His brother grasped his hand, "Yes, he is the man who tried killing you." Samael snapped his fingers, the room reverting to its original state of cleanliness. "Enough of that now, Amaimon, and I will not allow him to touch another hair on you. Even, if that means, getting rid of a pawn. Truth be told, I had to stop Amaimon from attacking him while you slept."
Rin smiled warmly at his brother's protectiveness, "I'm not a baby anymore. I can protect myself if need be."
Samael smirked, "I know, but it doesn't hurt to have some backup." He clapped his hands, "Now if you do not mind, I want you to get dressed. You've managed to sleep the day away, and I would like to show you around the city." Samael sighed, feeling a little bad for forcing his brother to get ready for the day after such an attack, "However, that can wait for another day."
Rin shook his head, "No, I need a distraction."
Rin stood up on wobbly, looking for his discarded shirt. He wasn't really up for a tour, his heart felt heavy. But a distraction was preferred at this point. Rin made snapped his fingers, and a new shirt appeared in his hands. He learned that little trick from Iblis when he was a kid. Just a replacement since the other was torn to shreds. Unsure of what humans wore in this century, he left his cloak and briskly walked to the entrance where his brother was waiting.
They walked through the streets, under the bright neon lights. In Gehenna, they didn't have such brightly lit lights as these. He couldn't understand what the strange symbols said, but they were intricate and bright. He enjoyed basking in their absurdity. It didn't take much for his senses to be overcome with various smells. He could smell the multiple humans walking about; artificial perfumes, pheromones, garbage, and various other odors he could not place.
They walked past various stores that sold clothing. It was odd, in gehenna things weren't mass-produced like this, you had to go to a tailor and have it made by hand. The best seamstress was Arachne- the poor woman was cursed by a god for her talent. She made her home right in Gehenna, enjoying her life.
Rin stopped in front of a store. His eyes blowing wide as he couldn't take his eyes off of the amazing jacket he saw in the window. Mephisto noticed the excitement, and they walked inside.
He beelined to the rack, examining the garment.
"Hmm, it seems to be made of leather? It's so soft!" He showed his brother, "And look it's fluffy at the neckline!"
Mephisto huffed in amusement, "The humans call it a bomber jacket! Not really my cup of tea, but I suppose you have always dressed rather 'punkish'." He grabbed his brother's size and paid for it at the counter. He placed a wallet in Rin's hands, "Keep this in your pockets, it has this countries currency in it. Just swipe the card to pay."
Rin donned the jacket happily, he could see why Samael was amused with this realm.
He still could not get over the overwhelming panic of being corned by humans! They were everywhere! Walking and driving. Just chatting idly, as if there weren't coal-tars in their faces plaguing their minds. The conversations he heard seemed like nonsense; a mother scolding her child; two teens breaking up; and- a cry of distress?
He turned his head quickly, his ears narrowing down where the sound came from. He immediately bolted, leaving his brother confused. He rushed passed oblivious humans, shouting at the indecent act. He made it to the alley that smelled rancid.
A towering man stood over what looked to be another human. Before the man could land a strike, Rin grabbed his arm harshly, claws digging into his arm.
He snarled, "What do you think you are doing?"
The man tried pushing Rin off of him, "HEY! MIND YOUR OWN BUSIN-"
Rin didn't even let the man finish his sentence before he roughly shoved the man to the ground, pinning his arm to his back. He looked over to the petrified human on the ground, too shocked to move. He could smell the disgusting smell of human alcohol coming off the man. The man was far too weak to even move a muscle against Rin's demon strength.
"Are you ok?"
The poor human was too shocked to say a word, they managed to nod their head. Rin was stuck between wanting to rip this man to shreds and help the poor guy up from the spot he coward in. But Rin was explicitly told to not kill the mortals, especially in Samael's territory. So, rin quickly hit the man in a nerve, effectively knocking him out.
"Y-Yes, I'm fine!"
Rin moved to help the poor man up, then moved to walk away, unsure how to dispose of the man on the ground.
"AH! Thank you very much for your help!" He turned to see the younger man bow a little, "I was really having trouble dealing with that customer, he was causing a ruckus in the shop."
Rin nodded, "I do not understand why humans touch those filthy beverages if they cannot handle them."
The younger man laughed nervously at his manner of speech, maybe he's a foreigner? That kinda explains the white hair...
" I can't help but agree! OH!" he moved to grab something from his pocket, "I'll call the police. If you like as a reward for your help, I can cook you something up really quickly!"
Rin's interest was peaked at the mention of food. He pulled a toothy grin, "Thanks! The names Ren Faust by the way!" He may as well get used to using his pseudonym.
"Sei Godaiin pleased to meet you!"
Wait, did he just say, Faust?? Like the headmaster?!
Before he could question it, he heard a buzz go off. Rin felt a buzzing in his pocket, what in the world is that? He grabbed the offending device in his pocket, holding it up with his claws. It appeared to have a glossy black screen, with an atrociously pink back.
Godaiin looked over at the foreigner, oddly, "I'm guessing that's your phone."
Rin's eyes looked over at him, confused, "Phone?"
Maybe he doesn't know the Japanese word for it, godaiin thought.
"Yeah, you know, to call people?"
Rin's face lit up, "OH, right! Yes, of course." He hit his forehead with the palm of his hand, "Mephy was telling me about this device! Now let's see," a fanged tooth bit his lip in concentration. He pressed a button, the screen lit up, "Oh! Let's see, oh, it's just a message from my brother." He tried to tap the device, but nothing happened much to his displeasure.
Godaiin chuckled a little at the antics, what a weird foreigner.
"Have you never used a phone before?"
Rin looked over at the human- Godaiin- his mind supplied. Rin blushed a little, "No, not really..."
A surprised look wiped across Godaiiin's face, "Oh well here, let me help you out." Rin handed him the phone, he tapped the screen, "Looks like you don't have a lock to keep people out. You should probably put some kind of security in place." A few taps later, he opened the message. "Here ya go, its a message from someone named Mephisto? Odd name. What language is that?"
Rin's ears perked up, "Oh, it's my native language." He read the message, the blood drained from his face, "Oh shit! I forgot I just left him by the shop!"
Rin's phone kept making dinging noises from the messages that kept coming in.
Godaiin laughed at his forgetfulness, "Seems like he may be upset about being abandoned like that." He took the phone from him, typing in his own phone number. "Here, just press this button when you wanna come by for that reward I promised you!"
Rin smiled at the small gesture, "Of course!"
A siren was heard down the street, "Must be the police, I got this. Go on ahead and meet up with your brother!"
Rin ran off, trying to figure out the directions his brother sent. Instead of going through the streets, he opted to jump to the rooftops. In a blue flash, he dissipated in the air teleporting to a nearby roof to gather his bearings. It was a neat little trick he was able to learn to get out of sticky situations, but lately, it was his lazy way of transport.
He caught his brother's scent before he could see him. He looked over and saw his brother lounging in a comfy chair.
"My brother, ever the vigilante of justice! Well done in taking care not to kill that mortal! Amaimon wouldn't have thought twice! I applaud you," Samael applauded him condescendingly.
"Can it Mephy."
His brother waved off his brother's rude behavior, "And you've made a friend! With a mortal no less!"
Rin blushed, "He just invited me to come to eat at his restaurant." He looked down to see he had a message from Godaiin, turning back to glare at his Samael, "Oh, and thanks for showing me how to use this contraption!"
Samael held his hands in the air in surrender, "I often forget how little you know of this world, I apologize."
Rin looked at him with scrutiny, he knew his brother was faking the apology. He loved to watch his brother's make absolute fools of themselves.
Rolling his eyes, he snarked, "Whatever, Godaiin helped me out, it's whatever," he finished petulantly.
"My, my if father could hear your manner of speech! He would force you to sit in the library for a week and listen to another of Iblis' lectures on proper grammar!"
He rolled his eyes, couldn't care less what his father would, and was still pissed at the bastard. Rin gritted his teeth, trying his hardest not to snarl at his brother. He definitely did not want to get into it with his brother, especially if he couldn't go all out with his flames.
"Yeah, Yeah. It's not like Father can get to me here..." Rin thought a moment, and felt a shiver run down his spine, "Right?"
Samael shrugged, "No, not easily, and especially not to scold a petulant child. How did you find my city?"
"It was ok. Really loud and annoying. This city is absolutely filthy, you're a horrible King, ya know that, right?"
"You try controlling every microscopic detail of human lives while maintaining your control over an organization of human exorcists!"
"Fair enough. Though I can see your interest in these humans," Rin smiled as he remembered his first human friend. "They are weak but refuse to give up, despite being outclassed in strength and power. They couldn't sense an oncoming threat if it stabbed them in the heart. They are so amusing to watch, even if their customs are... odd."
The next day Rin was awoken by being dragged out of his nice and comfy bed. He dug his claws into the mattress, pulling feather and cotton into the air.
"WHHHhhhHYYY?!"
"Big Brother said to wake you up! He said you have a very long day ahead of you!"
He flamed up, trying to deter his brother from pulling him to the floor. It did not work as he was already on the ground in a tangle of sheets.
"You are such a dick." He squinted his eyes as the sun decided to assault his eyes with its majesty. He was soon rushed out of his room and dragged to the kitchen to have a quick impromptu breakfast.
Amaimon sat across from him as Samael sat at the head of the table.
"Hurry and eat your food, I need you to finish the tour of your new school, before your little surprise tonight!"
Rin dropped the fork he was using, immediately grabbing the knife ina threatening manner.
"It is out of my hands Rin. I told Shirou I was registering you into the academy, of course, he would check to see if I was lying."
Rin through a string of colorful curses together in his native tongue, "Why should I go! I've already finished my schooling in Gehenna!"
"Then this should be simple, no?"
"I guess," he snarled, barring his fangs at his brother. "I don't want to be surrounded by- by humans! They smell funny, and they talk utter nonsense!"
"Precisely! Is it not beautiful! I need you to blend into the background Rin. I cannot have Lucifer or the order knowing of your existence in this plane just yet. So I implore you to simply try to learn some more human behaviors."
"That sounds a lot like you are trying to give me orders here, Mepphy..."
"Think of it more like I am giving you an easier path to follow. Suppose that exorcist catches wind that I allowed a demon to waltz around campus without even attempting to "turn you to our side." In that case, we will have more significant issues on our hands."
Rin gulped, "Fine, but I will complain the entire time!"
An hour later, they toured around the now empty campus. Apparently, it was some sort of seasonal break for the students and staff. His brother handed him a key, an infinity key, he called it. They waltzed into a run-down looking building with cavernous walls.
"Could you really not afford a new coat of paint, Mephy?" He summoned a bag of drachmas, "Here, Father always said it was good to give to charity."
"Can it, you brat!" He walked over to a class that seemed to be in session, "This is where you will train to be an exorcist."
His brother coughed, "Ex-fucking-cuse me?"
"I told you already that you were to attend a cram school."
What the fuck does cram mean, he thought to himself while panicking.
"You expect me, the high prince of Gehenna, to eliminate my own subjects!" He began flaring up sightly, "A-And for what? Your sick game, of 'oh, you're not a pawn!' It sure fucking feels like I'm a fucking pawn!"
Shuffling could be heard within the classroom, probably to see what the ruckus was. He needed to defuse the situation quickly.
He grabbed Rin's face with a clawed hand, "Listen here. You are not a pawn, you are my brother. I would not willingly put you in danger for a silly war. I am trying to ensure you can live your life as freely as possible while keeping you alive!"
Rin shook his head out of the now soft grip, he didn't believe his brother one bit. He heard no lies in what his brother said. His own anxieties of his upbringing told him there had to be some motive to his brother's generous offer of freedom. He knew his brother wasn't lying, but his brain told him he was just being used. His brother only wanted him around to be used as a weapon to win his silly little war.
A new voice stepped in, "Oh, Headmaster Pheles. Is there a problem here?"
Mephisto stood a moment as he heard the new voice enter the hall. This should be interesting.
"Mr. Okumura! What a pleasure to see you again! I did not mean to disturb your orientation, I was just showing our newest recruit around the cram school."
Rin turned from the spot he stood glaring daggers into Mephisto. He turned to see a tall boy with brown hair, blue eyes, and a few moles. He looked like a stiff board as if he has never relaxed a day in his life. His presence felt... off about him.
"That is wonderful to hear! Our recruitment in the Japanese branch was oddly low this year." He turned his attention to the new recruit, sizing him up. He looked- juvenile. Perhaps a foreigner from his uniquely white hair and blue eyes. His attire was odd, given it was still late summer- who the fuck wore bolo ties with a bomber jacket! "My name is Yukio Okumura, I will be your Demon Pharmaceuticals teacher." He held out his hand to the student.
Rin took the hand and shook, "Ren Faust, I look forward to your class."
'Faust?' Yukio thought a moment. He remembered hearing his father say that was often the last name Mephisto Pheles went by outside the Order. His father told him to keep an eye on this one, something about Mephisto letting a demon into the program... If there was one thing Yukio was sure of, demons could never be trusted.
"Well this has been lovely, is the orientation finished just yet?" Mephisto asked curiously.
"No, it was just about to begin before we heard a disturbance." He glanced over to the half-demon, "Are you sure everything is alright out here?"
Rin glared at his shoes as if to burn them.
"Just peachy! We just had a minor disagreement not to worry!" He turned to his brother, who was sulking, "Would you mind if he attended a little late?"
That didn't sound like a request, Yukio thought. Keeping his thoughts to himself, he kept his facade of professionalism, "Of course, please come take a seat. Will you be joining us, Headmaster?"
"No, I am afraid I need to make preparations for the opening ceremony. Ta-Ta~!"
In a puff of pink, he disappeared, leaving a note in Rin's hand.
Yukio stood beside the door a little impatient, "Please come in, I believe we wasted enough time."
Rin moved past the impatient exorcist. Not to say the little amount of exorcists-to-be was not overly amusing, but it did perk his mood. He noticed an aura of power radiating from the small blond-headed boy at the front of the lecture hall. The energy seemed like it was just hiding within that little puppet of his, keeping him subdued. Behind him, he could feel the quiet strength of the Inari surrounding the purple-haired girl. While a brown-haired girl seemed to sit beside her timidly, she obviously did not belong. To the far-left of the room, a trio sat there stiffly. The tall blond-brown haired one was glaring daggers into him.
"Tch- Who does this guy think he is coming to the orientation late?"
"Calm down, Bon! I'm sure he just got lost..." The pink-haired one looked at him timidly.
Rin took his seat farther back, so he would have the best vantage point. He honestly couldn't care less about this bullshit. It just sounded like basic first aid- demon edition. He looked at the paper his brother handed him, and read it silently before pocketing it.
"Before we begin, let us start introductions. Since we are a small class, you will acquaint yourselves before you even begin to think about fieldwork. No exorcist ever works alone." He took chalk, "My name is Yukio Okumura, I will be your Pharmaceuticals teacher."
They all went around doing their quick and awkward introductions. Rin zoned out, counting the coal tars on the ceiling. The class looked at him, expectantly.
He looked around the room, confused, "What?"
The blond rooster glared at him, "Your name, idiot! Introduce yourself."
Rin narrowed his eyes dangerously, how dare he! In all his life, no one ever thought to talk to him in such a way! Calm down- Calm down! Remember no murdering Samael's little exorcists.
" Ren Faust," he said between gritted teeth.
The class all simultaneously looked shocked, Faust?!
"Like the headmaster?!" said the pink-haired one. He didn't hear his name...
"Yeah, so what?"
"Are you related to him?"
The pink one was prying too much, Rin could practically smell the alternative motives this one had.
"He's my uncle?" He finished trying to remember his cover story.
Yukio clapped his hands, "We need to get back on topic! Everyone look at the syllabus' I handed out. This is how out semester should go, provided we have little to no incident."
Before he could blink, the orientation was over. Apparently, they had more to go to, but Rin simply walked out. He was never one for sitting at desks. There were moments when he remembered his brother Beezelbub had to chain him to his chair just for a basic lesson. Man, he was such a little shit as a child.
"Oi! Where fo you think you're going!?"
He turned to see the rooster, Bon ? He didn't need to give the asshole an answer. He felt something hit the back of his head.
"Hey, answer me, asshole!"
Rin growled out, "Why am I the asshole!" He picked up the paper and threw it back at the human.
"You're the one ignoring people! Just because you're the headmaster's nephew doesn't mean you can just slack off!"
Rin held back a snarl, he couldn't show these damn humans his fangs, it would probably be a dead giveaway that he's a demon.
"I'm headed home! Now leave me alone!" His eyes flickered blue, damn, why was he losing control so quickly!
"That is enough, Mr. Suguro!" Yukio turned to face the white-haired teen, "He is correct, though. You need to finish orientation with your other teachers."
Rin stuffed his hands into his pockets, "Fine."
Ryuuji's blood was absolutely boiling at the other teen! Who the fuck did he think he was? Stupid rich kids! He probably didn't even work the tiniest bit to get into this school, unlike the rest of the cram school!
Rin smirked at the other sulking boy. He found he really liked to rile that one up. He could finally see why Samael loved to mess with these humans, it was really amusing.
Throughout the rest of the orientation, Rin decided to sit right in the rooster's peripheral view. He would yawn loudly, making the other teen straighten up and glare at him. When he would turn around, he would stick his tongue out at him. This caused the little human to nearly explode.
'Such a pompous little human,' he thought tiredly. ' I absolutely look forward to knocking him down a few pegs.'
At some point, his tail began to ache. Even if it was absolutely improper, he still liked to leave it out when he had the chance. Given he was still a very young demon, his brothers would let it slide sometimes. Seeing as he was in the human world, it wasn't like most humans would even notice... Well, except for the exorcists, they would try to kill him probably.
He rubbed his tail, where he felt a cramp coming on. The orientation was finally over, with the teacher glaring daggers into his soul. The tall man with an eyepatch smelled of danger, something in his gut told him not to be unattended with that one.
He felt a buzz in his pocket, looking down he saw it was from Godaiin.
'Oh, right. He invited me over for a meal.'
He sent a quick message that he would be around his shop in about an hour or so.
He could just feel the aggression coming off of the teen headed his way, he slammed his hands into the desk. Rin looked up from his phone with a bored expression on his face. He blew a bubble from the gum he was chewing on.
"Can I help you?" he asked innocently under white eyelashes.
"What the fuck is your problem!"
He felt his shirt being grabbed by the taller teen, and fuck if this was any other circumstance, he might've liked it. NO, bad rin! Stop!
"Get your head out of the gutter! If you're here to learn, then fucking act like it jackass. Or you're gonna get someone killed."
Rin smirked. He grabbed the hands fisted in his shirt. Adding enough pressure to make him squeak, "Listen here, Rooster boy. You are absolutely right. I am not here to fucking learn. I am here because my Uncle cannot keep his fucking nose out of my business. Don't fucking worry about me letting this little team down. Worry more about that stupid attitude of yours." He pulled him close to whisper in his ear, "If there's one thing a demon loves, its arrogant little humans like you who can't keep their temper."
He released his grip, letting him fall back into his friends.
He adjusted his shirt, fixing his tie. "Word to the wise, keep emotions as neutral as possible. Demons can smell your emotions and use them against you."
He headed out, trying to navigate the directions Godaiin sent him. He needed to chill before he decided to bite someone's face off.
He walked deep into the forest. As soon as he couldn't sense a soul in sight, he immediately used his flames to teleport to the alleyway he remembered. It was a relatively new ability his sister Iblis helped him perfect. As long as he knew the exact location, his flames would send him there without trouble.
He walked out of the alley briskly, looking around to see no human saw him. And texted Godaiin that he was outside the back door.
"Hey! I see you're getting the hang of that phone!"
Rin scratched his head. Abashedly he said, "Yeah, thanks for the help! My brother gave me a quick tutorial last night, said it wouldn't do if I got lost and didn't know how to use it."
"Well, come on in. My folks and I were about to start the dinner rush it you wanted to get a bit to eat!" He heard a yell from the front, "I'll be done in a moment!"
An average looking woman with short brown hair and spectacles came to the door wielding a spatula like a weapon, "Oh! You must be the boy Sei has told us about, I'm his mother, Ayame Godaiin. Please come in, we're a little short-staffed today, our new cook just quit the other day... but that doesn't mean we can't fix you a nice hot plate!"
Rin blushed, "It's really all right! I was just doing what anyone else would do!"
"Don't be so modest! Now just sit tight at the table over there, and I'll bring out our specialty in a moment."
Rin walked through the busy kitchen, it looked a little understaffed. The kitchen was in a rush trying to prepare what they could, with Godaiin carrying menus and heading to tables. He felt a little awkward waiting in the corner.
He walked up to Godaiin's mother, "If you don't mind, I can help you out. I'm pretty good at cooking, I can follow recipes easily."
She bit her knuckle, "That would be great! I really am sorry about this." She grabbed a book from the top, "Here are some of our easier recipes you can fill out. Would you mind helping me chop vegetables and prepare the meats?"
"Of course!"
As soon as he said that, Godaiin's mother put an apron over his head. She taught him the basics and let him shadow her for a half-hour. The following hour was a rush of scribbled orders and refills on drinks.
He heard a commotion in the dining area. He peaked his head outside the window above the counter. He snarled when he saw Godaiin's arm being held harshly by a drunken customer. Dropping his knife where he was, he immediately dashed to the dining room. Creating a distance between Godaiin and the drunkard.
He caught a whiff of the man's scent, it was the same man as the other night. His instincts demanded he makes the man bleed. Diplomacy, Samael said no killing.
He smiled, eyes closed, and grinning like the demon he is. "Hello sir, is there a problem here?"
The man stumbled startled by the firm grip and threatening smile he was given.
"Faust, it's fine. I was trying to get him to le-"
Before he could finish the sentence, the man grabbed an empty bottle and smashed it into Rin's head. The man tried yanking his arm out of reach, but Rins grip tightened, drawing blood. Rin immediately dragged the man to the door and tossed him to the street.
"Don't come back," he snarled in a low voice, causing the man to soil himself.
He walked back in to be greeted by Godaiin's mother.
He blushed a little about to apologize for his brashness. Before he could get a word out, he felt callused warm hands on his face.
"OH MY GOODNESS! Faust, are you ok?"
"Y-Yeah, I'm sorry about that. I kinda just acted before I could properly think."
She clicked her tongue, "That's not my question, I'm asking if you're alright? SEI! GET THE MEDICAL KIT!"
From the corner of his eye, he noticed the roosted sitting wide-eyed with his buddies. He was immediately carted to the back where the employee lounge was located.
He felt a warm towel, trying to soak up the blood. Given his demon healing, he was nearly healed up. The hands continued to prod lightly, looking for any lingering pieces of glass.
Relaxing in the hold, he said, "It's fine, he didn't have enough momentum to imbed any in my skin."
"I'm just double-checking, Sei can you wait here with him while I call a doctor."
Sei walked in with three familiar idiots in tow, "They said they knew you."
"Ugh- its the rooster again. What do you want?"
"Don't be such a dick! They just wanted to see if you were ok!"
The small one pipped up, "We saw the fight w-we wanted to see if you were alright."
'Why, though?' Rin's thoughts were going haywire. 'Why should they care? They don't even like me?'
"That was sooome fight, he hit you pretty hard in the head, are you ok? Looks like its nearly healed up, how odd."
'Ugh- the pink one again. He asks way too many questions...'
"Yeah, I'm fine. The glass didn't imbed in my skin, it's fine."
"Bon was about to step in before you did."
"He's just some small fry, it was nothing really. He was here the other day." He turned to his friend, putting up the bandages, "Honestly, Sei, I'm surprised you served him again."
"I didn't. He came in drunk on his own, wanting a rematch or something."
"Humans are so petty," he said under his breath. He saw Bon twitch at that, could he hear him? "What are you three here for anyways?" He smiled coyly at the tall one, "Are you stalking me?"
Bon blushed, "No! We just came here to grab a bite to eat before heading to our dorm!" The small one tried holding him back, "Let me go, Koneko!"
'Oh, so that's his name.'
Rin shrugged, "Excuses, Excuses. I know I am irresistible, but don't be so obvious."
Shima interrupted as the air began filling with the tension between Bon and the weird foreign guy. "We're just gonna pay our tab and head out. We'll see ya in class, Faust."
The trio walked out, leaving just Sei and Rin.
"Why are they calling me Faust? That's my last name, why not call me Ren?"
'Oh right, he's a foreigner, he's probably not used to that.'
"It's a form of respect from a person's family. That's how we address people here in Japan. Usually, you only use first names or nicknames if you have permission from a person or are just super close."
"Oh, I see. Then just call me Ren, I don't really like my 'family name'."
"Got it! You may as well call me Sei, I suppose. Those guys you knew they were quite rambunctious." He took a seat beside Rin.
"Yeah, the tall one especially is a pain in the ass."
Sei rose an eyebrow, "Ya sure? You seemed to be flirting with that one."
"Uuugh- I was not. I was simply teasing him, I like watching him blow up. It makes his face red, I like seeing that color on him."
He snickered at his antics, 'this guy is so weird sometimes.'
"Ok, sure. I bet you two get together by the end of the school year!"
Rin blushed, "NO way!" The demon in him was itching to shake on that, he wasn't much for gambling, but he just couldn't resist a little game to ease his boredom.
"Here, I'm gonna get your food before we close. Honestly, you are genuinely godsent. Like an angel, you saved me twice! And you helped us through the dinner rush with no pay!"
Rin couldn't help but snicker at that, he was no angel. Far from it.
"It was really nothing! Plus, I love cooking. I honestly don't mind."
Godaiin's mother stepped in, "If that's the case, would you like a job here? We're already understaffed, and you make a wonderful guard dog!"
"REally!" His eyes began to sparkle, he's kinda always wanted to work with food! Given that he was from Gehenna and a prince, there was never any opportunity to cook for others. "Of course! Thank you!"
After Godaiin's mother packed him a to-go box, he was sent on his way. He walked home, grinning like a Cheshire cat. He heard a foot-step at the top of a building. He walked a little faster, its probably a coincidence. The streets were empty, the neon lights dimming. He heard another crunch, his ears searching for the sound. Looking to the roof, he noticed a shadow hiding behind a large vent.
'I'm being watched.'