Disclaimer: I own nothing of Blue Exorcist. Nothing what-so-ever. All I own is my character Asami~!!!

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----•Flash-back•----

Pure white snow, with a gentle cold wind. A clear stary night sky. Deathly silent, no sound was heard. Except, for my faintly beating heart, and my chattering of my teeth.

I remember sitting in a clearing of this forest. Feeling my body going numb, for I was only wearing a summer dress. I really don't know why, but I was wearing it. And bare foot too. It was a miracle I hadn't gotten frostbite.

I didn't notice when but a tall figure stood before me. Where it come from, and how no sound was made puzzeled me. I didn't have enough strength in me to look up. I decided to stared at the shadow that was cast upon me and slowly drifted into a deep sleep. But not entirely...

I could clearly hear 'him' say, "So she's the only one who survived huh..."

After that I woke up in this strange room and was told where I was. A foster home... How I gotten there is a mystery to me. And who took the time to bring me here too?

I was three when they found me and came and left me here. That is what my care taker told me. And I stayed three years in that foster home. I never felt at ease in that house. So, I eventually decided to runaway. Where? Anywhere really.

Why you may ask? I felt I needed to be somewhere else. Anywhere else but there. As if something inside me told there was something more out there for me. That my real journey wouldn't start if I didn't set out into the world.

I remember about to die from hunger in the back of this alley. I manage to survive for two days, but after that I had no food. Barely able to move, I started to remember of the time I was near death. That queit snowy day. And that man.

And like before, someone came. And saved me from death again. That person stood above me and softly, and kindly ask me, "Can you move?" Now, I was able to tell it was a girl maybe around my age or a bit older... But nonetheless she was a girl.

I managed to say no very weakly. And with that she let out a sigh, bent down and carried me on her back. Shifting me around a bit to get comfortable enough to carry me, she started walking. And I fall asleep, grateful I didn't die yet.

That's how I met Shura. Kirigakure Shura, now my big sister. Why is she my big sister? Her and her grandmother adopted me. I don't know if fate or destiny lead me here but I felt like I belonged here. This was the place I belonged, that's what my gut told me. Also, in such a short time she taught me how to use a sword. A magic sword. She showed me everything I needed to know. She was my sister and my teacher. Along with her grandmother.

It seem like a good life for me. I couldn't ask for more. And yet that same voice that once told me to leave my foster home appeared again. Saying this was just the first step, the second will be coming soon. Life for me would get better or worse, depending how I looked at it. To me, it got better.

Me and my sister then went to school. An exorcist school called True Cross Academy. And it was all due to Fujimoto Shiro. We trained with him. We were he's students. He told us he saw potential in us, so young, yet we where able to use magic swords. Everything changed, its as the voice told me would happen.

In a way he saved me and my sis after grandmother pasted away. Well, he did. And brought us here. And he became like my father in my eyes which I don't think I had before I met Shiro... I looked up to him and not just him but Shura too. They where my family for a couple of years.

Now the story starts...

----•Asami's p.o.v.•----

"Honorary Knight, Kirigakure Asami. You are being transfered to the Japanese Branch of The True Cross Academy. You are to make clear of the situation of Satan's son existence at that school. Do we make ourselves clear."

"Of course."

"You are dismissed," they announced and after that I was gone. Making my way to my room.

Clink, clink, clink. Was what was heard as I walked down the Halls of the Vatican. I walked down a peaceful hallway, one where no one could see me. It helped me think and avoid any negative comments of how I'm dressed. All I'll say about how I dress is a bit similar to my sister, sadly...

Clink, clink, clink. I love my gothic combat boots but on a dead silent hallway their really loud. And they really distract me from my thoughts. But i must carry on.

I make it to my room take a moment to look around and sigh, "Well, I'll just transfer all my stuff, no sweat Asami."

Walking to me dresser I took out a small knife I have from my collection of knives and cut one of my right fingers. Wiping the knife clean and setting it back in place, started to write on the boarder line of my door with my blood. Its was like a transportation spell or so. One I read in an old book of a friend of mine.

Once I was done I started scavging in my dresser for I map I remember hiding once. A map of True Cross Town and True Cross Academy.

It funny now that I think of it. I was found in Japan by Father Fujimoto yet haven't seen all of Japan and the Japanese branch of True Cross Academy. I spent my day in Rome, the U.S., and Mexico branches (which Mexico is the busiest branch of T.C.) I also managed to learn all their lanuages.

I must be lucky now that I think of it. I get to see Japan and the branch plus the birth place of all anime.

Yes, I am an otaku. I love anime more then anything, but sometimes I get so addicted to one anime I forget the rest. Which in the eyes of some otakus, its as if I know nothing more then that one anime I'm addicted too. Anyway...

As I was lost in my thoughts I hear a knock at my door. Surprised I wonder who it might be? I surely wasn't expecting anyone right now.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"It is me, Authur."

Auther Aguste Angel. This man for some reason makes my skin crawl. But not in a good way. I hate everything about him, I can't stand to be around him at all! That is how much a despise him.

I opened the door and hoped it would be over soon, "dear Asami what's with that sour face of yours haha?" He chuckled a bit, and I swear, I think my face got more sour if it was possiable.

"It is cause I have to see your face before I leave..." I blunty say. I'm seriously not up for this.

"I only came to give you the key you'll be using to get to Japan. And make sure Mephisto doesn't find you out. Understood?"

"Mephisto. Mephisto Pheles the chairman of the academy, am I right?"

He nods and I give him a somewhat of a nod as a reply. I really don't know how he looks. But I'm sure I won't need to ask how he looks. I won't get caught.

He handed me the key and I sighed, I really didn't want to ask him but I had too... If I don't, I don't think this will let me even begin my mission. It will eat at me until I see him.

"Do you have a key i can use to go see Father Fujimoto's monastery?" I ask him.

"Hmm? I do, but why do you want it?" He looked at me confused.

"I want to pay my respects to him..."

That was all he needed to know. It was a shock when I hearded he died. My father dying... And not being able to attend, killed me. That day I was on a mission and I was half arcoss the world. So naturally I couldn't be there.

"Oh yeah... You couldn't attend to he's funeral," He looked at me and gave me a small smiled, "I'll give you the key, if you agree to go on a date with me once this is all over."

My eye twiched and I almost threw up! I think I even felt a bit light headed. He killed that quiet moment between us... But still, eww!

"Hahaha here you are," he handed the key over, "don't worry it was only a joke my dear. It also helped to distract you from those negative thoughts you had now."

He bid he's good-bye and wished me luck on my mission. Not that I needed it, but he still did. Some might think what he did might have been sweet of him. To notice how I felt and help. But help like that, that makes one want to throw up is not needed.

Realizing I had the key in my hand I turn my gaze to it. The key in my hand was small with gold and light blue. I smiled slightly. I'll get to see youone last time father...

After finishing the last of the writing on the door frame (to make sure I didn't mess up) I got some stuff ready. And alot, just my map really. Using the key I stepped foward, ready to leave the Vatican.

----•At the Monastery•----

"Thank you for showing me to Father Fujimoto's resting place," I bowed thanking the older gentleman for showing the way.

"No problem. How's your sister? She should've come with you today," he asked as we arrived at Shiro's grave and the man escorting me smiled apon seing it. I looked at the grave too, and managed a decent smile.

"I think she's ok, but her and Shiro were on none speaking terms. I'll make sure to say sorry on her behalf..." I smiled once more at him before he had to leave. As he bows farewell he takes he's leave.

As I stood there and closed my eyes and paid my respects to him. It was a nice quiet morning here at the Cemetery. I kneel down infront of he's grave. Closing my eyes I pray softly and quietly, then reopen my eyes, "Sorry I wasn't here on the day you departed this world or at you're funeral. I should've made time to at least said good-bye to you...father... But I'm here today telling you I'll keep making you proud. And again... thank you for everything father..."

I was expecting tears, but none came. I felt so sad yet I could'nt express it. I just kept looking at he's tomb-stone, as if waiting for him to relpy. Or more like hoping he'll answer me.

"Tough little lass you are, ain't you heh heh~!"

Taken back a bit I jerk my head behind me, to notice something very usual. Out of place. Which made me ask myself, 'have I've lost it?'

A cl-... I was still wondering if it wasn't just me seeing things, but 'it' spoke again...

"Don't worry my dear, lots of people stop and stare at the Great me~!!! The Great Mep-"

"A clown!?" Was what I managed this time. Still processing this.