A/N: Want of nail fics are a personal like of mine. So, I thought, what if there had been one or more tiny changes in Ao no Exorcist?
Like Rin seeing demons from the start like his brother? Or Yukio actually trusting his twin from the get go? Personally, I think Fujimoto did them wrong by having Yukio lie to Rin for years, even if it was for his own good. So, enough ranting. On with the story! :)
Published: 02/17/2016
Warning: None for this chapter.
Chapter 1
A Little Trust, Maybe?
Yukio shivered as he crouched he down in the park, his arms wrapped around his head as whimpers fell past his lips.
Why couldn't anyone else see them? Why didn't they bother anyone else? What were these things he kept seeing?
Was he going crazy?
Insane?
The six year old didn't understand many things, but even at his age he knew seeing things wasn't considered normal. Imaginary friends, sure. Monsters all around him, black and twisted and crawling everywhere?
Yukio let out another shudder.
He didn't want this.
He didn't like this.
He didn't want to see any more monsters, he didn't want to be different, he didn't want-
"Yuki? What's wrong? Where those kids pickin' on you again? I'm gonna kick their asses!"
Arms wrapped around him and Yukio gave a sigh of relief. Niisan was here. Niisan always kept him safe. Niisan always protected him, no matter what. Niisan-
Niisan always got in trouble for beating up anyone he even mildly thought was messing with his little brother. Niisan was better at Yukio in everything. He was stronger, friendlier, kinder. Nissan-
"Yuki, wha's wrong? Can't help if yah don't tell me! Come on, talk tha me little bro!"
Rin was shaking him slightly. Not that Yukio had noticed. He was too busy crying.
Yukio looked up.
His brothers eyes were wide and and earnest and filled with unconditional love. Sometimes, that grated Yukio too. Rin loves so freely, so completely. Any emotion he felt, he felt to the fullest, be it happiness or anger or love or sadness.
And Yukio?
He was envious, because he wasn't like that at all.
That envy didn't matter, though. Not then, not there, when he was nothing but a little boy crying the in the arms of his concerned older brother. Maybe in a few years, it would have made a difference and Yukio would have rejected the idea of asking for help.
Now, though?
If he didn't talk to someone, he was pretty sure he'd go mad.
So, he babbled. He talked about the monsters and how no one else could see them. He talked about how they were everywhere. How they crept out of the shadows and wandered around causing mischief. He just kept talking and talking while Rin sat silently, not saying a thing. Finally, Yukio breathed and stopped saying anything at all.
Then, he froze.
What had he just-
Had he just told Rin?
Oh god, his brother was going to think he was insane! Wide-eyed, Yukio glanced up at his brother. First, there was relief. Rin did not have a look that said you're-our-of-you're-mind, what-are-you-babbling-about. Second was worry. Rin looked like he was contemplating something.
Rin and thinking?
Never a good sign.
"Niisan?" Yukio spoke hesitantly.
Rin's eyes snapped back to him.
"Where's the nearest monster, Yuki?"
There was no doubt in Rin's voice. Rin couldn't see the monsters. Rin couldn't see the things Yukio ranted about. He couldn't see or hear them or even perceive them, but that didn't matter much to Rin Okumura.
He knew his little brother was smarter than him, something Rin was damn proud of. If Yukio said there were monsters that no one but he could see, then there were monsters, period, end of discussion. It was just that simple to Rin.
Slowly, Yukio lifted his hand and pointed at one of those weird little dust balls just floating around next to the slide. Rin turned towards the direction and stood slowly before making his way towards an object he couldn't see.
"Here?" Rin asked, motioning above the slide.
Yukio, his word quota done for the day, nodded.
Rin's expression became firm before, without a moment's hesitation, without even considering he'd be swinging at air, he turned and smashed his fist right onto the floating dust creature. Yukio jumped when Rin's fist hit the thing straight on.
Most people just went through them!
"Did I get it, Yuki!?" Rin asked.
Yukio nodded slowly before reality hit him. Rin had just hit one of the monsters. Scratch that, of course Rin had hit one of the monsters, Rin's default to anything that hurt his brother was his fists! Yukio's eyes darted down to the former dust ball as it whimpered a last pitiful breath. Kinda like a bug, really, only bigger.
Silence and tears forgotten, Yukio sprung up.
"You idiot!" He waved his fists angrily at a now surprised Rin. "What if tha other monsters come after us, cause you hurt the little one?!" Yukio screamed.
Rin just lifted a single eyebrow before smirking at him. Crossing his arms, Rin replied with all the blind overconfidence of a six year old who could beat up someone three times his age. "I'll kick their asses, that's wha- oh shit. I think I can see em too now!" Rin exclaimed, pointing wildly behind Yukio.
Yukio's heart sank.
Was Rin making fun of him? Rin? The idea of his Niisan actually doing that did not compute in the six year old's mind so he decided to look behind him just in case.
Crap.
There were a bunch of the 'little ones'. And, they were coming right for the two twins.
"Shit! Let's get outta here!"
One moment, Yukio was standing of his own volition.
The next, he was over his brother's shoulder as Rin ran as if the fires of hell were behind him.
"Niisan! Put me down!" Yukio shouted.
"Nuh-uh! You're too slow, Yuki!"
Elsewhere, Father Fujimoto flinched forward for no apparent reason. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. He felt a shudder. Where were the boys? He had to find them!
At True Cross, Mephisto paused as he felt a disturbance, a change echoing across time and space that only he and perhaps his father might be able to detect.
The pieces had changed.
Cackling, the director sat down and idly wondered what had changed to cause even him to notice, and how he could use it to his advantage.