Vanilla Smoke (Blue Exorcist)

Chapter 4

This is a pretty lengthy chapter, so enjoy!

       Shuku sat in his desk in the back of the room and watched boredly. Throughout the day Rin had repeatedly spaced out, and got scolded for it alby the ranting teachers. He couldn't help but notice that Skunk kept sending glares his way, ones which Shuku so kindly returned with interests. He should have kept a better watch of himself, so that the other day hadn't had happened, it could cause him a really large pain in the ass if anyone found out. Shuku tossed a mint in his mouth, vanilla flavored. He fiddled with a sharpened pencil his fingers absently moving at an incredible speed as the pencil moved just as fast, occasionally tossing it up in the air and catching it before returning.

He now sat in Glasses's class, and he was handing back graded quizzes. Giving each student a tip or two to help them improve in the future. The new blonde girl received her quiz back and looked slightly heartbroken. Rin laughed, then was called up to get his test, which he udderly failed. Skunk got up to get his test. Skunk commented about it, saying he couldn't get a 2% if he tried. When Rin lashed back, Skunk showed Idiot his paper, which was a 98%. Rin called Skunk a 'punk rock reject', and Shuku snickered.

The two got into an argument about becoming an exorcist and how everyone was working hard. Nope, wrong again. Shuku could care less. Their argument escaladed until the teacher, Nerd and Redhead had to separate the two. Shuku got up and walked up to the front. The teacher encouraged Skunk to tell of his off brother some more. The bell tolled and Shuku walked up to Glasses.

"Teacher, I didn't receive my paper?" Shuku asked, though it was more of a statement.

Yukio blinked, then handed Shuku his test paper with a proud look on his face. "Congrats, Murasaki on a perfect score. I was quite impressed you knew everything. I've never really seen you about so you must spend a good amount of time studying to get grades as good as these." Shuku looked at the paper unimpressed, while the two idiots gawked at Shuku's paper, a 100 written at the top. Skunk shot Shuku yet another nasty look.

"Believe what you want, teach." Shuku shrugged before grabbing his backpack and leaving. "Believe what you want."

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"Geez what's that asshole's problem. He's the opposite of motivated, he flies through class like it's nothin, yet there's something he's hiding that he gives out death threats for." Bon griped about Shuku.

Shuku was one problem, and Okumura was another, Bon liked neither.

' If you want an honest answer, I did it for entertainment, for fun. I had a way in, and I took it. As for my goals, there is one specific demon I wish to kill, and anyone who get's in my way will end up injured, or dead. So put me down, before I have to take unnecessary measures." Shuku's answer/threat echoed in Bon's mind.

What demon did Shuku want to kill enough that he would kill anyone who tried to stop him? Ryuji scoffed. If he get in his way one more time, he would break that punk's nose and wipe that smirk right off his face. But was in the demon he was thinking of, that Shuku was targeting?

"I understand you, Bon. That guy gives me the creeps, almost as much as bugs do, except more hostile, like he really would kill me." Shima shuttered.

"I'm just curious on why he recited a prophecy and what happened back in the coffee shop. There's definitely more to him that it seems. The part that worries me most is that it mentioned blue flames, and the picture too. Whatever it's about, I believe it might have to do something with Satan." Konekomaru hypothesized, worry etched on his face.