Goodbye Precious Life

A/N: This came from my RP ideals and the anime Blue Exorcist! Watch the fucking anime it's amazing.

Ryan's POV:

"You've gotten into another fight again."

"No dad. I tripped and fell down the stairs."

"You're clothes are pretty tore up, Ryan."

"It was one hell of a fall."

"And that trace of a noes bleed?"

"Yeah well, when I fell, I fell onto this really hot girl and-"

"GIRL?! WHERE IS SHE?! HELP ME FIND HER, RYAN!!" Father turned back and saw my unbelieving face and he clenched his fists, glaring. He came up to me and put me in a headlock, giving me a noogie. "YOU GOT INTO ANOTHER FIGHT DAMMIT!!"

"Father!" He turned his head and I sighed in relief. He chuckled and let me go.

"Yes, Michael?"

"I've got all my stuff packed for my dorm tonight." He smiled, walking to Michael and ruffling his hair.

"Good boy. This monastery will bless you on your trip." Oh... I forgot to mention this.

Yeah... We live in a church monastery...

"Thanks dad." He nodded with a grunt. I got up weakly and looked to Michael.

"You're really leaving your big bro behind...?" Michael smiled painfully and nodded.

"Yeah. I am. Sorry, Ry." I shook my head, feeling a bit sad. Even though were both fifteen, I was born first. And oh yeah... Were twins even though we don't look alike much. "But, I will treat your wounds before I go! I'm gonna be a Doctor soon, right? I need practice." He smiled and I returned the favor.

"Alright!" He took me into his room and I frowned at seeing all the packed boxes or rather, less things in the room as before. I sat on the table and he got out his first aid kit, already starting to treat me. "Ow! That stings, Michael!"

"It's supposed to!" I was soon all cleaned up, a few band aids on my face and knuckles.

"Thanks Michael. I know you'll make it as a doctor!" He smiled.

"Thanks, Ryan." I nodded happily.

"You can do anything, really." I chuckled softly and looked down, kicking my feet a bit. "I mean, I'm just a highschool drop-out that always fights and can't hold down a part-time job..." He looked up to me and shook his head.

"Maybe you're just being tested."

"By who?"

"God, of course." I scoffed and rolled my eyes with a smile.

"You're starting to sound like the old fart." He chuckled.

"Whatever. I'll be leaving in the morning, and tonight dad said were having Sukiyaki." I smiled widely.

"YES!" He chuckled and smiled, nodding. I went out before dinner, though. I mean, it is still daylight. The other priests had shown me an add for a job at a local market and had let me borrow a suit. "HOW DO I TIE THIS DAMN THING?!" I growled and groaned. "Whatever, I don't need a neck tie." I walked out front, about to leave until...

"Ryan!" I turned around and dad stood. "No neck tie..?" I rolled my eyes.

"No. I don't need a neck tie for a damn interview." He chuckled softly.

"Come here. I'll tie it for you." He took the the from my hand and I blushed a bit out of embarrassment. "Lift up that collar." I did as he told me to and he started to tie it. He smiled softly as he did. "This reminds me of when you were young and needed my help and when you always said things to me like, 'Daddy! Play with me!'" I blushed more.

"Yeah, well, that was a long time ago." He smiled and finished, letting me go.

"Now go get that job."

"Whatever, you old fart!"

I smiled and ran off, going to the market.