A/N: I apologize for the last chapter. It wasn't how I intended it, and once I re-read it I realized that I didn't say things correctly. So! For clarification: This is not going to turn into any type of smut, Rin was just tied up as in 'tied-up-because-he's being-held-captive' type. I hope this chapter is better than the last. R&R!

"What? Old Man?" Bon looked at Yukio for an explanation, but was ignored. Yukio lowered himself down to pick up his gun, keeping his eyes on 'Shiro'.

"Who are you? Father Fujimoto is dead and he isn't coming back." Yukio pointed the gun towards Shiro, waiting for his reaction. He walked closer to him; close enough to have the gun barrel against his chest.

Shiro chuckled at Rin, "You always were a smart one, Okumura, but obviously still not smart enough to figure it out." Yukio looked behind Shiro, to see Rin breathing heavily and his flames getting bigger. The look in his eyes were full of hatred as they glared through the back of Shiro's head. The chains around his wrists were beginning to break. Shiro grabbed Yukio's hand and twisted his arm around, but Yukio quickly grabbed him by the throat and held him against the wall, gun to his head.

"I am not asking again. Who are you?" Yukio wasn't scared of this creature anymore. He whacked the gun on the side of Shiros head, breaking the skin. Bon and Shima went straight to Rin, trying to help him down. Before Shima and Bon could get the chains loose, Rin snapped them from the wall and fell onto the floor on his hands and knees. He looked up at Yukio and Shiro, baring his teeth at the fake. Rin lunged for the creature but slammed into the wall. Yukio looked down at his brother on the ground, who got back on his feet. Shiro was standing on the other side of the room, smoke starting to circle around the body. Yukio took his other gun from his holster, now a gun in each hand, and started shooting Shiro. The cloud of smoke covered his body, then faded. There was no sign of Shiro, or anyone else other than Konekomaru, Shima, Bon, Rin and Yukio in the room.

The Koma sword was lying on the ground, out of its case. Yukio picked up the sword and put it back in the case, then into the bag. Rin's flames started to fade away, leaving him weak and frail. Rin leaned against the wall for support, but was quickly held up by Bon.

"I-I think I know who that might've been…" Konekomaru finally spoke up. Shima, Bon and Yukio all looked at Konekomaru, expecting the answer. "It said it wanted Rin, so it was probably a demon. And by the looks of it, you and Rin," Konekomaru nodded towards Yukio, "knew who the last person was, someone close to you. Is it possible Satan is back for Rin…?"

Yukio shook his head. "No. That wasn't Satan. The bodies would've started to rot and bleed before us. Whoever, or whatever that was, is a shape shifter of some type." Yukio placed the guns back in his belt and walked over to Rin, who was now sitting on the bed.

"Yukio?" Yukio looked at his brother who was going through the bedside table drawer. "What were those pills you gave me?"