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The Files

I find the files where Mephisto said they'd be, now I just have to find Shura. I don't know if I still have her number in my phone or not.
I take the papers back to my dorm and sit on my bed, I start going through my phone contacts. I thankfully still have her number, though if she'll answer me is another story all together.
The phone rings and rings for what feels like forever before she finally picks up, it's the third time I've tried calling her.
"This better be important, I'm in the middle of something," she growls in the phone.
"It's Mephisto, they took him, Amaimon, and the familiars captive at the Vatican offices. He told me to call you, I have files we need to look over. Please help me..." I sigh, if she really does say no, I don't know what I'm going to do.
"Alright alright fine, I can't do anything until tonight, these jerks have me stuck here until then."
"Oh Shura thank you!"
"Don't go thanking me yet, I gotta see these files first."
"Right...sorry."
"I'll stop by your dorm later, make sure you're there."
"Okay," she hangs up the phone just as she started cursing at someone. I feel like the Vatican really hates her sometimes.
I go to my dorm since I have literally nothing else to do, and I can't keep my mind from drifting to all of them locked up. I just hope Amaimon doesn't do anything stupid...
I would draw, but if they're being guarded...I can't take the chance of getting them in trouble.
I don't know how long I wait until I hear a knock at the door, I race to open it.
"Shur....Yukio?" I frown and he frowns back at me.
"Expecting someone?" He questions rather quickly.
"Uh..no-not at all.." I step back so he can come in. What am I going to do if Shura shows up with him here?
"We need to talk I believe," Yukio sits on the chair gesturing for me to sit on the couch.
"About what?" I hesitantly comply to him, "I thought you didn't want much to do with me."
"Oh I assure you I don't," he snorts eyeing me with either anger or disgust...maybe suspicion, I can't really tell.
"Mephisto wants you to help doesn't he?" Yukio stares at me watching for a reaction.
I take a deep breath careful not to show signs I know anything, "no? Why did something happen?"
"Hmm where'd the papers go that were on his desk?" His voice is firmer this time, "those are classified files."
"Why would I know?"
"I saw you leaving with them," he smirks acting as if I'm trapped against a wall.
"Prove it," I raise an eyebrow, "who's going to believe you?"
"The Vatican of course, they already know you're with that demon," he sighs sounding a little tired, "look I'm just supposed to warn you they know and I know who's side you're really on, and we're both going to be taking measures against you."
"Great..." I grumble fidgeting with my hands to maintain my calm.
Yukio gets up, "I'll be going then."
He makes his way towards the door just as Shura bursts in, can my day get any better?
"Four eyes what are you doing here?" She grunts putting a hand in her hip.
"I should be asking you the same thing Shura," he meets her gaze with one of annoyance.
"I'm here to talk to this weirdo, the Vatican sure do want her right now," she sighs, but at the same time I catch her wink at me.
Yukio just nods, I think he just wants to get away from her.
He makes his leave after that making sure to send a hateful glare back at me on his way out.
"Now I think we need to have a chat," Shura goes past me and flops down comfortably on the couch.
I sit on the floor so I don't have to look at her directly, she still makes me nervous even after all this time.
"So what's with the files?" She gestures for me to give them to her, so I do. She quickly flips through them, occasionally nodding her head as she does so. "Man that clown has a lot of information about you doesn't he?"
"Yeaaah...." I grumble, I would prefer he had less to be quite honest.
"Well the simplest thing we can do is get you married off," she sighs throwing the papers down, "or you just drop the whole idea you have a soul mate and move along with life."
"What?" I stare up at her a sick feeling growing in my gut, "that's it?"
"By the looks of things, unless you can come up with a better idea," she frowns watching me, "any ideas?"
"Well I-I don't want to get married...I mean I'm only a teenager you know.... and I mean I love him...I think," I put my face in my hands, "but I don't think I can marry him right now."
Shura says nothing but she puts a hand on my shoulder, "hey listen, I like you a lot more than I do four eyes and the clown. I'm gonna try to get you out of this alright? I just need some time." I glance up at her seeing a wicked twinkle in her eyes, "Can you stall the Vatican?"
"I mean I can do my best to try," I smile a little, I'm with Amaimon distractions are easy.