Demon Angel (a blue exorcist fan-fiction)

A Jealous Rage

 SLAM!

"I'd like to talk to Akane,Shima" Said Rin in a low, threatening voice. I felt like I had been caught with my hand in the cookie jar. With a red face I walked out of the room and followed him into the hall. I could hear distant angry thoughts. 

But, did I actually regret it? I don't know. 

"what were you and Shima doing?" Rin asked me, envy dripping in his voice. "How could you leave and not tell me!"

I couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth!  "You have the audacity to ask me questions! I should be asking you! What the hell was that? You're a demon! And, you didn't tell me?!"

He was just silent. How dare he do this to me! I was so alone this whole time. A mutant, a freak of heaven and hell, a monster. I needed someone, someone similar. To know that I wasn't alone.

I was so angry and hurt, I hardly remember what happened next. I could feel all the rage in me, burning. I had to do something. So, I slapped him. I could see the look of astonishment on his face, along with the red hand mark. I ran out of the dorm and out onto a sidewalk. 

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I don't know how long I had been out there, but suddenly I realized it was getting dark outside.I settled on walking back. I don't know where I was going back to. I wasn't even sure what to do next.

I saw Rin sitting on the dry fountain with that blonde chick. She made me so angry. I hated her.  I hated the fact that I had no reason to. I had no idea why I loathed her so much. 

"Oh, Rin, It's okay. I'm sure it'll all workout. Though, I wish you'd tell me what you and Akane were talking about." She said leaning towards him. I could feel a jealous rage running through me all the way down to my hands.

At that moment Rin had looked up to see me. His eyes wide with panic. I realized I had red electricity sparking around my closed fists. He got up, shouting my name, and ran towards me.

Everything sounded so far away. It's like I couldn't control myself, I couldn't put any sense into what I was doing, but I enjoyed it. I enjoyed it so much.

I had reached out and shot it him with electricity so hard he flew back into the fountain and chipped a piece of it away. The blonde girl, I had forgotten her name at that moment, had been to wide-eyed to make any noise.

But that didn't stop me from turning to her and walking forward. I was knocked to the ground by a blue, defensive, blur. I got up and swung my crimson, voltage-filled, fist toward whatever had hit me. I was only blocked by a sheathed sword. I didn't even remember why I was so angry. I didn't care.  I could feel all the adrenaline as we danced back and forth. I luxuriated in this moment of pure chaos. The screams all around as exorcists tried to help him.

To contain me.

There were no students as we were by the empty dorms. Too bad, I wouldn't have minded an audience. Caught off guard in my moment of delectation, I was knocked out by a sheathed sword. I last remember having hold of a blue tail. 

(A/N: Oh my god I literally got so carried away. I had not intended this story to go that way at first but I was all like "Eh i'll just cause more chaos why not?" hehe sorry for the cliffhanger :P)