Hey, Yukio.

I'm going to be blunt – if you're reading this, I'm dead.

Hide had the idea for us to all write these before we went on this rescue mission, in case we didn't make it back. Please never tell Shura of this, or she will drag me back out of hell and beat the crap out of me for being killed by someone that wasn't her or Satan.

It's a little hard to write this, one for the emotional weight and because someone is throwing Loser at Touka and the screaming is making it really hard to concentrate. Every time I think up something serious, someone screams like a two-year-old and I lose it. I honestly don't know how they're acting so normal while Kaneki is in danger.

Hinami just came down to see what the all the racket is about, and now she's shouting about seriousness and animal abuse. I'm going to go sit somewhere else.

Okay, I've left the room.

This is where the deep and meaningful stuff starts.

You meant everything to me, Yukio. When Suguro read my fatal verse (did he tell you about that?), you were the lifeline I hung onto. You pulled me through that. Yukio, thank you so much for saving me.

Now that I think about it, I've lost count of the amount of times you've saved my ass. Thank you, for all those times.

You asked about that old photo album a while ago – I've got it here, come and get it if you're reading this. I stuck it under the bed, next to Kurikara. I added a few more pictures in. Keep it.

I'm going to ramble now, and tell you about how I died.

I tried to go to this coffee shop called Anteiku, but I got attacked and ended up dying in an alleyway. This woman called Nishino found me, dragged her boyfriend Nishiki into the mess, and helped me heal. Then I actually made it to Anteiku, met the staff, and landed a job! Then things went south.

There're 8 9 workers here; Yoshimura, Touka, Hinami, Kaneki, Nishiki, Hide, Kaya and Koma. And Roma. I forgot about her. They're all ghouls (google it), except for Hide and Kaneki. Hide's human, and Kaneki's a one-eyed (half human, half ghoul). Kaneki got kidnapped by some guy called Yamori, who is a part of Aogiri tree, and tortures people. Kaneki's just about the nicest person I've ever met (he's tied with Shiemi), and we're going to save him.

I'd like to think that I went out in a brave way, like taking a bullet or a kagune for someone else. But this is me we're talking about, so I'll probably fall down some steps and break my neck.

Take good care of Kuro. He can't eat salmon, and if you feed him beef you have to cut it up first. I think he might be allergic to mint, and he can't eat hot food.

For the love of all things good, get on with your life. Find a good woman (or man, I dunno), have a kid, get a house, raise a family of your own.

Don't you dare beat yourself up over my death, or I will come back from hell to haunt you. I've got a feeling that my ghost will stick around for a while. You know I'm stubborn like that.

Well, if you start hearing random noises in the dead of the night, it's probably me.

I never congratulated you on achieving your miesters. I just realised that.

Well, you did amazing! I TOLD you that you could become a doctor!

You nearly gave me a heart attack the first time I saw you with your guns, though that might be because you ended up pointing them at me.

I forgive you for that, by the way. You were an exorcist, I was a demon, yada yada.

I'm enclosing a picture of all of us at Anteiku. Someone (I think it was Kaya) suggested it. I'll name everyone, back to front.

The old man with the perpetually closed eyes is Yoshimura. Koma's the guy with the pompadour standing next to him, the woman with the black hair's Kaya, and the woman with reddish hair is Roma. Nishiki is the guy wearing glasses, a green jumper and holding hands with the brown-haired woman in the pink shirt. That's Nishino.

In the next row, we have Hide with the dyed blond hair and headphones. Kaneki's next to him, with the eyepatch and the terrified expression. He doesn't get out a lot. The little girl holding a cockatiel is Hinami, and the cockatiel is Loser. Touka's the girl next to her, eyeing off the bird. She's terrified of it.

And then there's me leaning over the counter waving a spoon with flour in my hair. I didn't notice that until after we'd printed the photo.

I've completely lost the topic here. Oops.

I sound like a broken windup toy, but I'll repeat it.

You meant everything to me. I love you, Yukio.

As family. Just clearing that up. Gaaaaah this is awkward.

Back to being serious; I don't know what will happen to my body.

If I'm not eaten or lost, I'd like to be cremated. Please put my ashes in some different places. I'd like one of those places to be at the monastery (Could you thank the priests at the monastery for putting up with all my crap? Please?), and another to be on the mantelpiece of wherever you raise a family. Just so I can keep an eye on things.

If you have children, I don't mind you telling them that I'm a demon. Just please make it clear that I'm not evil. I don't want my reputation to taint their view of you.

You know what other places meant stuff to me. If you like, you can scatter some of my ashes there.

I'm about to run out of room on this page, I need to write to a few other people, and I think Touka is in a horrible mood and will rip off my head if I ask for more paper.

So I guess this is goodbye.

Your brother,

Rin

P.S. You really did mean everything to me.

P.P.S. my dirty magazines are under my bed

P.P.P.S. That was Hide. He destroyed the moment. I don't think he understands what the words "personal" and "private" mean, and I do not know how he managed to grab the page off me, and I do not know how he even got into the room without me noticing.

~oOo~

The page was blurring, and Okumura Yukio didn't think it had anything to do with his glasses.

~oOo~

Hi, guys.

I don't have a lot of paper, so I'm writing this to all of you.

Thanks for helping me escape, but if you're reading this, I made your efforts in vain.

Basically, I'm dead.

Thanks for being my friends.

I'm sorry that I lied to you for so long.

Suguro, don't die trying to defeat Satan. I'll kick you out of hell and make you do round two.

Konekomaru, I'm sorry that I scared you.

Shima, thanks for trying to be supportive in your weird, dirty way.

Shiemi, you were a great friend. I don't know if you ended up choosing a miester, but whatever it was, I'm sure you can achieve it!

Izumo, I hope you find whoever you're looking for. (Does Paku know I'm a demon?)

I remember that one of the Kyoto guys went nuts about losing your best prayer beads.

They're in one of the lockers in the bath in the old dorm. You don't remember, but there was an incident with a little memory demon called Usamaro. You kept coming to use the baths there, and you turned up covered in goo that was all colours of the rainbow. So yeah, at some point, you left them in there and forgot.

I hope my disappearance and death didn't reflect badly on any of you.

I sent Yukio a photo of where I've been this whole time, you can ask for it if you want to see.

Um…that's all I really have to say.

Thanks for everything. You all meant a lot to me.

Bye.

P.S. There's a chance I might be reborn as a demon. I'm not sure if I'll keep my personality, morals or anything like that. If that does happen, I'll try and find a way to get a message to you.

P.P.S. And for the love of all things good, don't tell Yukio if that does happen. He'll probably come after me with a shotgun.

P.P.P.S. Oh, and on no account apologise to that transfer that I punched in the face. He deserved it.

~oOo~

"I wondered where those beads went." Konekomaru murmured.

Shiemi let out a brief, sharp, sob.

~oOo~Hello, everyone.

I don't know how many of you will survive. I hope that, if you're reading this, I was the only person to die.

I'm done being an Unidentified Non-Human (I heard you two calling me that), so I'll tell you what I am. I'm a demon, and yes we exist.

Remember the green haired idiot that I tried to throw out the window? That was Amaimon, one of the eight kings of hell and apparently my brother. I don't like him, dunno if you can tell that. My biological father is Satan, but I've never had any contact with him where he hasn't tried to kill someone I love, and I am most certainly definitely NOT allied with him.

I guess all I can say is thank you, for giving me a home, a virtual family, and putting up with me in general.

Protect each other. You'll need to.

~oOo~

The white paper of the letter glowed in the moonlight as old hands set it down on the windowsill. Perpetually closed eyes opened, revealing tired kakugan that focused on the figure walking away from the coffee shop.

As if feeling Yoshimura's gaze, the figure stopped, pale hair swaying in the breeze. He turned around, and looked up at the window where the old ghoul stood.

The familiar face smiled, looking slightly self-conscious as he brushed a lock of blue-white hair behind a elfin ear that was longer than Yoshimura remembered. A pale shadow darted around his legs, and sharp teeth flashed as he mouthed a word.

"Goodbye."

A brief flash of bright blue lit the area, waking up Touka, who d rushed into the room with a speed only an ukaku could manage.

"What was that?" She demanded.

Yoshimura smiled.

"Nothing to worry about, Touka. Nothing to worry about."

~oOo~

I've caught up with the manga for Blue Exorcist and this is all I have to say: "WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL YUKIO GET YOUR STUPID HEAD IN THE GAME WHY DID YOU TRY TO KILL -spoiler- THEN JUST WALK OUT WHEN THEY WERE TRYING TO SAVE YOU AND THEN KILL -spoiler- AND GO AND JOIN THE -spoiler- WHAT THE HEEEEEEEELLL?"