The Second Son

You are worth nothing you do not find worth in. If only you saw the worth in yourself. [[Indy Yukio Okumura from Ao no Exorcist]]

[themagicaldolly]

In just under the bar for munday.

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[evilsupplyco]

“FOOL! You summoned me without a magic circle?”

“I can never see the… point… in a circle.”

Despite itself, the demon snickered, “…alright that was pretty good, okay, how can I help?”

[fragmentedambition]

Riiiing. Riiiiiing.

Damn it, why didn’t his brother ever pick up the phone when he needed him to.

Click. ‘You’ve reached the voice mailbox of 555. . .’ Fuck. Oh well, at least the voicemail was setup so now he could leave a message. 'Please leave a message after the beep.' BEEP. "Nii-san. I'm going off on a mission for a while. I'll be back in about a weeks time if things go smoothly. Please try not to burn the school down while I'm gone." He was just about to hang up when a thought occurred to him. "Shura will be staying over in my place until I get back to keep an eye on you. Try not to cause a ruckus." Click.

With that done he shoved his phone in his pocket and strolled along through the airport. It looked like his plane was nearly here, anyway.

[fragmentedambition]

Like for a starter!

[fragmentedambition]

Welp. As much as he would like to sleep in on his one off day, it’s time to get up and get ready for the Easter Sunday sermon.

Which meant waking up his idiot brother. 

Maybe this one time, for once in his life, he’d walk into his brothers room and he’d already be up and dressed and ready to go.

[coeruleux]

           rin generally has good memories of easter, so           he is awake. however, he is also still laying in           bed, because his good memories involve eggs           and bunny ears, not church services. also their           father but there’s not much to be done about that.

[fragmentedambition]

Yukio pays no mind to the older males slightly sour mood and wastes no time in yanking the covers off and pulling him from the comforts of his own bed. "Morning, Nii-san. It's time to get up. Otherwise we'll be late." No mercy.

[fragmentedambition]

Welp. As much as he would like to sleep in on his one off day, it’s time to get up and get ready for the Easter Sunday sermon.

Which meant waking up his idiot brother. 

Maybe this one time, for once in his life, he'd walk into his brothers room and he'd already be up and dressed and ready to go.

[amiablewhimsy]

✿ - "I know what you’ve been up too. Naughty."

[fragmentedambition]

"I'm. . . sorry?"

[dauntlesstender-deactivated2017]

[txt]Pardon me, this is Okumura Yukio. Yukimura-san left her phone at my place, would you happen to know how to contact her?[txt]

Okumura Yukio….? The name didn’t ring a bell. But he has been away for several months, Quatre was quite out of the loop. Still, he wasn’t one to be rude. Especially not if they needed help!

[txt]: a friend of miss keiko’s?

[txt]: ah, well, duh if she left her phone at your place one would assume so :)

Ideally he would just give the guy Keiko’s address, but… if he didn’t know where she lived already, would Keiko be alright with that? Gah, it’s never easy to meddle in others affairs.

[txt]: i could always pick it up and bring it to her place

[txt]: would that be ok with you mister okumura?

[fragmentedambition]

How polite. He should have expected it from one of Keiko's friends but he was still surprised. Fortunately, despite the back to back texts, he still knew what to say.

[txt] That would be fine but I wouldn't want to trouble you. I was hoping that maybe you had an alternate number for her? [txt]

[txt] If not I can just bring it to her myself. I'm just unsure when exactly that would be. Our schedules don't always line up so I wasn't sure if she would be able to come get it right away and I'd rather she not be without it for too long. [txt]

She did tend to attract trouble after all.

[fragmentedambition]

rated-r-for-renzou:

"When I said ‘study date’, this isn’t what I meant!"

"That's no excuse not to get some work done." He's going to drill this into you until the only one shaming the class is Rin. And then he'll fix that, too.

[michellekpoems]

My veins are filled with stories of survival.

Michelle K., What Keeps Me Up At Night #147. (via bexwulf)

[kaylvm-deactivated20150123]

                          And I’ve always lived like this                   Keeping a comfortable distance.                     And up until now I have sworn to myself               That I’m content with loneliness.

[the-write-ideas]

                        I could show you incredible things                                   ——ᴍ ᴀ ɢ ɪ ᴄ,                                            м α ∂ η є ѕ ѕ,                                                   ʜ ᴇ ᴀ ᴠ ᴇ ɴ,                                                              ｓ ｉ ｎ

[ofmurderr-archive]

                   You think you know                                                what it’s like                     to be a monster?                                                you have no idea

[keikoyukimuraslap]

"Is that my shirt?"

"Y-Yeah."

After showering to get the wounds as clean as she could (not to mention to get the blood out of her hair), she had dug through the man’s dresser before he came back in. A large t-shirt was draped over her smaller frame, almost covering her fully. "Sorry, but my clothes are pretty much ruined after tonight…"

[keikoyukimuraslap]

She hung her head, avoiding eye contact with her sensei as he talked. It was true, every word. She needed to slow down, relearn how to fight since she had more backup than a ferrywoman with a baseball bat now. "I know, I’m sorry… It’s hard to break away from that thought process. I’m doing my best though," she offered, with a sheepish smile.

Once more, her eyes widened from the comment. The shirt flew back down, hands jamming it far down to cover her underwear as much as possible. Embarrassment grew, her hair falling over her face to obscure the flush that overtook her own face.  "S-Sure, I’ll take them. Thanks…" she mumbled.

[fragmentedambition]

He's rubs the back of his head sheepishly as he opens two drawers in quick succession. At least he didn't have to go digging. Everything was already in order so it doesn't take him long to grab her the things she needs and hands them over to her gently, quietly avoiding eye contact as he pushes his glasses up.

"I'm sorry about. . " Embarrassing her? Getting her in danger? Not being fast or strong enough to protect her properly? "Everything." Yeah, that works. "How are you feeling. . ?" He meant other than the cuts and bruises, of course. And he hoped that she knew she could stay the night. There was no way he'd send her back to her own place this time of night and without rest. That would be rude. And more than a little inconsiderate.

[rated-r-for-renzou-blog1]

fragmentedambition

"So, will it be truth or dare?"

[fragmentedambition]

". . What?"

[keikoyukimuraslap]

"Is that my shirt?"

"Y-Yeah."

After showering to get the wounds as clean as she could (not to mention to get the blood out of her hair), she had dug through the man’s dresser before he came back in. A large t-shirt was draped over her smaller frame, almost covering her fully. "Sorry, but my clothes are pretty much ruined after tonight…"

[fragmentedambition]

"It’s not a problem. Please, don’t worry about it." He was just glad she was looking better. "Find whatever you’d like to wear, I have plenty." More, he’d rather her in his too big clothes than in nothing at all. He wondered, briefly, if Shiemi had anything she might be able to wear. Then again she mostly wore kimonos outside of cram school so maybe that wasn’t the best idea?

"Would you mind if I took a look?" He meant over her in general of course because she had gotten fairly scraped up. “Afterwards, if you want, we can find you some pants.”

[keikoyukimuraslap]

"If you want." She lifted the shirt slightly, revealing a trio of jagged scratches from her back to her belly button. The stretching made her wince, a small whimper falling from her lips. "It got me on my arm too, but that one isn’t as deep."

A blush formed as she let him look, well aware that she was lacking pants and a bra at this point.  Yukio was a professional, even though he was still a teenager, wasn’t he? Her embarrassment shouldn’t be there. "I should be fine, I just need help bandaging,  Yuki-kun."

[fragmentedambition]

A sigh. "Honestly, Yukimura-san. I know you're eager to learn but please don't go rushing headlong into danger. Your team mates are there for a reason. Please, trust us to help you." As he spoke the words may have seemed scolding but the tone he used made it obvious he was merely glad she was alright. Relatively speaking. He takes his time in examining her wounds before grabbing his first aid kit to patch her up.

 Of course he properly disinfects them again, these are demonic wounds after all; not a dog bite you could rinse and be done with, before beginning to bandage her up. He pays no real heed to her attempting to reassure him that the wound on her arm was not severe enough to warrant treatment. All injuries got treated properly on his watch, always. He doesn't register the embarrassment he should have been feeling until he's done assessing her dressings and notices the state of. . .disarray her underwear was in. A bright flush comes over his face as he turns to let her put the shirt back down to go digging in his draws. For pants as well as. . .something else. If she wanted them. "I have some. . . clean underwear, too. I-if you'd like to change, of course. I apologize if that's a little. . .forward."

[keikoyukimuraslap]

"Is that my shirt?"

"Y-Yeah."

After showering to get the wounds as clean as she could (not to mention to get the blood out of her hair), she had dug through the man’s dresser before he came back in. A large t-shirt was draped over her smaller frame, almost covering her fully. "Sorry, but my clothes are pretty much ruined after tonight…"

[fragmentedambition]

"It's not a problem. Please, don't worry about it." He was just glad she was looking better. "Find whatever you'd like to wear, I have plenty." More, he'd rather her in his too big clothes than in nothing at all. He wondered, briefly, if Shiemi had anything she might be able to wear. Then again she mostly wore kimonos outside of cram school so maybe that wasn't the best idea?

"Would you mind if I took a look?" He meant over her in general of course because she had gotten fairly scraped up. "Afterwards, if you want, we can find you some pants."