Demon Got My Tongue (blue exorcist X reader)

Prologue

You charged down into the alley way as some odd thing followed behind. Passing by people with questionable looks. Can they not see it? Well, no... Only you can. You turn a corner and boom, dead end. Your eyes widen as you turn back and their it is. A strange animal peers at you as you step away. You're body shakes and you glare towards the thing. It didn't even flinch, and you realized your more scared of it that it of you. You squeeze your eyes shut bracing for impact when-

"No don't eat my face!" You screech shooting up from sleep and fully awake. You turn every which way and peer down at your alarm clock. "It was just a bad dream..." You mutter as you push OFF and the constant ringing stops. "Oh boy..." You rub your eyes and look up to see a room not your own. A wave of confusion hits for a little then you remember your little send off from home yesterday evening. No goodbye hug or kiss, just a little pat on the back and a 'see ya later pal'. "Crap... I'm going to be late..." You mutter as you jump and and take the uniform off your hanger and slip it on muttering complaints.

A quick application of makeup and you jump out the door bag tuck under your arm as you sprint down the hall. Your mind buzzes as the cold morning air hits you, along with slamming into a person. You begin to fall back but they quickly turn around helping to hold you up.

"You alright there?" He asks and you nod as you look at and stare at, pink hair? "Hm? What's wrong?"

"Nothing! I'm sorry I have to get to my classes!" You mutter and his eyes widen as you turn away and run. "Sorryyyyy~"

You charge down the side walk as you rush by people. Mostly likely making skid-marks on the sidewalk from your sudden stops. Eventually, you make it to your destination right before the door shuts and the bell rings. With a sigh of relief, you meet the professor and he shows a seat next to the window in front of a dark haired kid fast asleep.

Resisting the urge to slap his head and bust his eardrum out with a little 'GET UP!' Scream, but decide against it. You knew that the teacher would get onto him for his sleeping, so you bite your tongue and smile through. The teacher steps inside and you smile as you wait for justice to  be served and-

"Okumura." He calls peering behind you and checks him as attending. Not even a little bit of trouble and your fists clench. It's okay, he'll get in trouble after class. You think as you smile and pay attention to the lesson, then, when the time comes, he simple walks out of class and you glare.

"That's so unfair..." You mutter and someone chuckles behind you. "Is the appealing?"

"Yeah, I haven't heard someone complain about him not getting in trouble. They usually want to know how he does it." He says and extends his hand. "Takishi."

"Y/N." You mumble shaking his hand and turn watching his back. "I'm more upset over the fact he's going to such an amazing school and he doesn't even care...."

"Well, he's in a different program than the rest of us..." He mumbles and shrugs as you both fall into step next to each other. "It's a very select group.... From what I hear anyway..."

"Ahh, so rumors!" You state and he nods as you shake your head. "Still, it bothers me..."

"You and me both." He grumbles and shrugs as he looks around. "Between you and me, I think there group is special." He whispers the word and your eyes widen.

"Like.... Um.... B-bad stuff?" You ask and he raises an eyebrow as a wicked smile appears.

"Head on the gutter ehh?" He cocks his head and you fume as you turn. Chuckling he shrugs and follows. "No like, delinquents."

"Oh, I see now..." You whisper as he nods and you pull out your schedule. "Am I even going the right way?" You mutter peering around and he peers at the paper.

"Sweet! You're with me!" He cheers as he grabs your arm and your pulled along. "We are going to be great friends Y/N!" Oh no.... Pushy.... Well.... I guess it's better than nothing... Keeping your thoughts to yourself, you follow along with a smug grin.

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You step out of the building as night falls. Your head aches from the too soon assignment, along with your aching back from those horrible library chairs. Your feet scuff against the concrete as you let out a sigh. You had stayed so late, you were kicked out due to staying past hours.

"Stupid assignment..." You mumble and kick a hug rock away. "At least it's done..." Kicking another rock, it makes a slight 'oof' and you stop. "Rocks don't talk..." You mumble and glance up as a beetle like creature cracks from inside the rock peeking through.

It's wings buzz together and you step away as you watch it fly into the air and locks it's eyes on you. Instantly you take off around the building trying to lose it. You had gotten used to being chased by these things by now, but this was a new one. A beetle? Usually it was something smaller, and defiantly not one that can disguise itself. It buzzes closer towards you and you fling your arms out trying to slap it away. A slash and a burning sensation on your hand as you grip it. Something warm, blood, defiantly blood. You run faster.

You find your way into the school and run downstairs, the farther down, the cooler it gets, so it should freeze him out right? Wrong. You run down into an unknown area and the beetle like thing still has you cornered. You turn and listen to its mocking buzz as you shiver. What had your mom always said?

"Y/N, it's better to keep calm when something happens to you..." She whispered as she tucked a strand of your hair away. "Be careful." That's right, it was the first day of school, and you thought she was just scared for you to grow up.

"How can I stay calm when a freakin blood thirsty beetle is after me?" You whisper and push back as a wall greets you. "Great." It buzzes closer and you push your hands against the wall and let out a call for help. "Help!"

*BANG*

Your head swings to the side as the beetle falls to the ground limply crawling to you. A figure in the shadows steps out and slams his foot into its core and with a squish sound he turns to you. He slips a hand into a holster under his long black coat and you look to his face. His glasses shine enough where you can't see his eyes. Then you realize he is talking.

"What?" You mumble and he takes a deep breath.

"Are you hurt? Did it touch you?" He asks and you look down at your hand.

"It's scratched my hand but I'm fine." You mumble and he grabs your hand peering at it. "H-hey.."

"No this needs to be tended to." He mumbles and leads you into the dimly lite hallway.

"So, why do you have a gun?" You ask and he stays quite. "Or better yet, what's the things that keep chasing me?"

"Things?" He turns back and you nod as he takes a deep sigh. "Forgive me, my name is Yukio, those things that chase you are known as demons, and I'm an exorcist.... If you are being chased then we have more to discuss than I thought..." He mutters and turns pushing his glasses up to show his eyes. "First off, we deal with your cut."

Blue.... His eyes are blue....

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