Call Me 'Nix (AO No Exorcist Fanfic)

Seven: Calling On My Phoenix

Rin are you sure you're up for coming with me?" I ask.

"Why not, you might need a blue flaming katana for the fear factor." he grins.

"Thank you." I beam. "I'm really sorry about what Ryouta said."

"The only thing that hurt me was what he said to you, it reminded me of when the old man died, I wanted to kill Satan. I wanted to know that my father had been avenged and was unfortunate enough to get that wish, he possessed my brother. Satan possessed Yukio, in my stead. I remembered how he took the pain for me and it made me realise...he would do the same for you, your cousin wants you to know how your father died and wants you to avenge him. He shares your goals. It's refreshing to see that, even if he wasn't being as nice about it." Rin gabbles.

"I never thought of it like that." I murmur.

"Are we on our way to this 'pawn' as your cousin called him?" I nod in response to Rin's question.

"Ha, it's funny, when I told Shiemi that we were going after the pawn, she thought that I meant I was going to get porn. She was so flustered." he snorts.

"Sheimi?" I cock a brow.

"Sheimi is the blonde girl. She calls the four eyed mole face 'Yuki-chan'." he explains.

"Yuki-chan." I laugh.

I spot the place, where Ryouta said that Jun said that the demon is hiding.

"I hate this part." I grimace, taking off my long jacket. Rin's eyes widen.

I'm in a new outfit that Jun got for me. I hate it but he has been observing the worm and knows what will stick out. Rin will stick out.

"Rin, if I need you, I will shoot a bullet out of the window at the wall. You see." I gesture from the window to the wall. "From the window, to the wall."

"Right." he nods.

I take a deep breath, palms clammy.

I open the door.

"Lookey here." the host looks me over. "We got a tatted one." his grubby hands trail up my shoulder, where the larger phoenix is. My large one is covered by the dramatic cross between steampunk clothing and lingerie as is the smallest one.

"Well hello." I smile up at the host, he looks like the stereotypical person to be hiding out in such a shabby warehouse.

"I think I know why you're here." he states. "And you're not getting anything from me."

"Oh?" I cock a brow. "I merely wanted directions."

"Boys." the host clicks his fingers, clearly he's above that of a pawn. Too bad Jun didn't say that. In response to his call Rin is carried in, squirming. He's in the firm hold of the goons.

"We wanted directions." I try.

"Tch, nice try girly." the boss demon sneers.

"Stop wriggling!" a goon hits Rin on the head. He shares a glance with me.

His eyes seem to be determined. Can he control his flames? Surely, or he wouldn't be allowed to take care of any demon. I nod to the inky haired boy. He nods back.

"I want you to let us go." Rin states. His voice cool and calm.

"Ha, no nice try. I think it would be better for you to stay here and watch as I take away this girl's innocence. I can see in her eyes that she's innocent. You can too, you her boyfriend?" the head asks.

Rin says nothing. He's waiting.

"Let us go." he repeats.

"Well with what she's wearing, she's asking for her purity to be striped from her. Just like her clothes will be." the head leers at me, the host looks grubby and gross, he's big and beefy and greasy.