"I Have Done You A Favor, Now It's Your Turn"

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The meeting went well as expected, however, Rin was not liking the idea of Ryuji getting into his plan. He had tampered with one of his pawns, most likely, the exwire will continue so to clear his and the other's name. That would be difficult.

Luckily, Mephisto was smart enough to snatch the flash drive out of Ryuji's grasp. He has owed another favor from the Baal himself. Which is something he is not, once again, fond of.

The day passed like ordinary. Rin had to sneak away from the rest as he does not want to be interrogated. Let alone, waste precious time to build his plans and next steps.

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"Rise and shine, my bundle of fire." A palm of a hand caressed his cheek, plainly to speak he was being cherished and snuggled upon when a head- mouth latched to his collar bone.

Rin annoyingly awakens, displease when Amaimon maneuvered his hands under his nightshirt and latching to squeeze his chest. Instinct kicks in, and he pushed his lover/brother away from him.

Amaimon pouted, "Do you not love me?" He whines.

Rin softened his gaze, he let his hand grasp the larger ones and nuzzled to the palm. "I love you, but you must not hold me for now. It is Friday, bare with it for short hours."

"How many hours do you think you are speaking of?" Amaimon growled, gripping Rin's smaller hands and pulled him closer. He cannot wait for his time with the little brother, it has been decades since he has last touched him.

In quick movement as the alarm blared, Rin rushes to the bathroom to freshen himself up. Leaving Amaimon alone at the bed with the sheet still over his body. The warmth left the demon, and he was eager to snatch it back.

"Now, now, Amaimon. Let Rin take his school day today. He must work to take me to father after all." Mephisto cunningly switches his smile, "Time ticks, time is gold."

"I don't care about your quotes." The king of earth snarled, flinging the sheets off of him, and rose to stand up. Quick with a click, he disappeared.

Mephisto sighed sadly, "When will he ever learn to be patient..."

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The morning was normal as ever, however, the progress wasn't. Over the two courses of months passed, he was yet to come up with an alternative plan to murder Renzō and sabotage the reputation of the exwires. His time is ticking, he can tell his father is growing impatient as the day pass. Every single spec of millisecond has been wasted for thinking, add to the last where Amaimon is too clingy.

Far better to have Beelzebub instead... Rin sadly thought, exhaling while twirling the pen around his fingers.

"Rin, do you have time to spare for card games later?" A classmate of his whispered near, earning a few mumbles and stares of the group that is close to him. As much as he wishes to play, he rather tends to stay on the game he enlisted on.

Per the lesson he recalls: Always smile even if it ticks you off. He specifically hates that quote, but it has come indeed in handy. "I would love to, but you do know my schedule is pack." He sadly stated, earning pouts and rolling eyes.

"Aw come on! At least for a good amount of 15 minutes!"

"15 minutes of what, Mr. Kayumi?"

Rin snickered behind his dull complexion. Other students stifled their giggles as one of their classmates was given a warning and light humor tell- Exactly, which part was it entertaining though?

The discussion continues, so are the whispers behind and around the half-demon. He could care less, but the information they gave each other was just so intriguing. Bits by bits, even the smallest of all, they are all crucial to him; it had brought a smile upon his face. It was fascinating how easily he could retrieve one secret from a crowd.