Hello, I am EyeOfTheFlame and this is the first chapter of our story Flames to Dust.

Now I have never written fanfiction before so I hope you like it and feel free to give me any feedback.

ForIHaveTakenOverTheWorld will be writing the next chapter which will come out on 22/1/16.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BLUE EXORCIST. (Even though I wish I did.)

Rin was sat on the grass, his back slumped against an old oak tree, fighting against the memories of the past that were overpowering his mind like a vast ocean.

"How did it all come to this?" he wondered. He took a small breath and watched as it curled out into a cloud. It seemed so easy breathing but it was just so much harder trying to actually live.

He let out a sigh and noticed Kurikara laying, still sheathed, on the grass by his hand. He slowly raised it and slid his fingers down its side, eyes drawn ever closer to the blades keeper. Not once had he taken the time to actually admire the sheath itself. Yet someone had spent time making it, designing it, and fixing it. Yet he only thought that it was something that could cover up a burden. A demonic burden that is.

Rin was not like any normal child and he knew that all too well. Even as a kid he doubted being human, he was called a `demon child` and people just seemed to want him to disappear which made life a lot more unbearable.

At school words would be said, things were broken, and tears would be shed, and doubts were made. But the one thing he had that washed them all way, was a loving father and his name was Shiro the most powerful exorcist of them all.

Rin began to laugh a sweet bitter laugh at the irony, it was almost harsh. " Why would the Paladin raise the son of Satan? " He choked on his own words.

Shiro was a good father to Rin, he treated him as his own and never turned a blind eye when Rin was upset, and he never wanted Rin to feel different, not now not ever.

Hard to believe isn't it? The Paladin raising a demons children and not just any demons. Oh no, the sons of the worst demon of them all. Lord Satan himself!

When Shiro died things changed, his father was now gone and there was no one left to wash each doubt away. Alongside this, Yukio soon began to move away from him as a result of the old man's death. So much for being a good Nii-san, Yukio wouldn`t even talk to him properly until a couple of months ago.

But now the truth of his kin has spread like wildfire and no one understands how he's feeling any more, nor would they want too. So it seems anyway.

(Yukio`s POV. )

I rolled over in my bed and looked at the clock 5:34 in the morning, there is no way I`m getting up now. I look away from the clock and look to see if Rin was still asleep ok he`s not there. I began to rest my head on the pillow again but hang on. I look back to his bed and it's still empty. Where the hell did Rin go?! I look around the room and he's nowhere. Why I thought he'd be at the desk I really don`t know.

His poor unfortunate brain...

I fling the blanket off of me and I jump up slowly placing my feet on the floor, it's freezing! Oh never mind that! I run across the room grab my coat and put it on as quick as possible and run down the stairs.

The corridor is so eerie at night. I rush into the canteen we call our dining room and peered into the kitchen. He's not cooking anything

"I wonder what he`s made for lunch,"I mused.

There aren't any blood stains so that's a good sign I guess, but I wish he wouldn't disappear like this.

I walk to the front door and put on my shoes and reach for the handle when suddenly Kuro comes bounding up behind me and knocks me forwards into its wooden frame, causing me to reach for my gun. I did not have it on me, unfortunately, for I really wasn't in the mood right now.

"It's now 5:50 and going to bed is getting more and more appealing and my brother disappearing like this is making me too worried to sleep. THE LAST THING I NEED IS A CAT RAMMING ME INTO MY OWN FRONT DOOR THANK YOU VERY MUCH!" I exclaimed.

Kuro began to back away slowly before leaping into a run down the corridor with his tails between his legs. Something gives me the feeling I just said that out loud...

(Rin`s POV)

Looking around me now towards the trees and the old boy's dormitory I can`t help but think "I guess this really is my home sweet home huh?"

Well it could be worse if Dad didn't risk his life for me and I didn't draw the Koma sword back then, I would probably be locked in Gehenna somewhere. Sometimes it's kind of intriguing to think about the what ifs and the: if only I did this or if I just did that. Maybe things would have turned out differently?

I held up the sword and lay it out in my palms and crossed my legs. "This is what makes me, me, and without this god forsaken sword, and a demon as a biological father, I could live a normal life!"I stare at it as if my eyes have the power to erase the demon within it, and as a result, the one within me.

" What am I thinking?" I sighed. Suddenly there was a sound of a twig snapping behind me and I stood up, reluctantly, holding the Kurikara in its sheath.

"What the hell?"

Yukio was running towards me, very clearly out of breath, it looked like he'd been dragged through a hedge and was caught in a bundle of clothes. He was not wearing his coat right that's for sure and oh god I'm dead that's it I'm going to die. I`ve seen that expression before and it`s never a good sign.

" RIN! " Yukio yelled before coming to a halt by my side. He's still panting after running such a small distance yet he says he's perfectly fit for an exorcist? Heh lies.

I gulp and reply "yeah.."

He puts his hand on my shoulder and if looks could kill I would not be standing right now. He may not have inherited the flames of a demon but I swear he has the eyes of one.

"Are you ok Nii-San? You've been acting rather odd lately" he asked a little concerned.

That's it? OH THANK GOD. I pick up Kirikara's bag and slide the sword into it and I sling it over my shoulder, nodded, and proceeded to walk back to the dorm.

"Rin you had me worried, are you sure you`re alright?"He pestered.

I looked at him over my shoulder and grinned. " I'm fine, but you might want to take a look at yourself before you consider going out properly today. "

He looked at me confused then he looked down and his reaction was beautiful! Those wide eyes of realisation when he noticed his coat was on wonky and his head was like someone dumped a birds nest on it.

I grinned and soon burst out laughing "Seriously Yukio you were that worried?"

" Well, I um ... you see ... I uh." He placed his hand on the back of his head a little embarrassed.

"Aw love you too bro!" I walked up to him and wrapped my arm around his shoulder and we walked back to the dorm we called home together.

I held up a fake smile on the way back and I love how Yukio looks out for me but I don't want him to get caught up in this more than he already is. Just because people don't like me because of my connections to Satan, It doesn't mean that Yukio should be treated the same way.

Cram school started an hour ago and there was still no sign of Yukio or Rin. Not like anyone cared about Rin not being there, but the main reason they were concerned was that they wouldn't have a teacher for one of their lessons.

Mr Okumara had never missed a lesson and now that he wasn`t there it was kind of awkward. No one said a word to each other except for Shiemi when she accidently tripped up on one of the legs of the desk and released a small "oww. " Even then know one said anything.

The past day's events were still playing back in their minds, Rin fought against the king of Earth and survived!

Yet the thing that played the most was the image of Rin standing, with red slits out of place in his kind eyes, covered in blue flames.
A tail curled out behind him with ears that pointed outwards, and a flame covered sword gripped in his hands, that`s what was scaring them the most.

Rin of all people, the nicest friend they could possibly wish for and yet he had lied to them all this time.

He wasn't human he was a demon, and he had no right to be their friend after what had happened due to his lack of obvious trust towards them.

Meanwhile back in the old dormitory, Rin and Yukio lay sprawled out in their beds while Kuro lay a little further away from Yukio than usual. This was because Yukio`s gun was right by his bed and he didn`t want to get him angry again, he was lucky to have come out alive earlier so he wasn't going to take any chances.

Yukio and Rin would have a lot more explaining to do if they don't wake up anytime soon...

Thank you for reading :)