Shuku stood in front of the mirror in her room, analyzing her outfit skeptically.

Damn, did it feel weird to wear anything like this again, let alone just wearing a bra. Shuku fixed up her makeup and put the contacts on. Concealer to hide all of her scars, and she wore contacts to change her eye color to a lighter shade, and so both her eyes were the same. She wore a dress. A long, black and purple dress with black heels. She had done her hair so it was out of her face. She looked like a girl again, one with extremely short and dyed pixie cut. Other than concealer, Shuku had put on a small bit of dark purple eye shadow in a cat eye and a dark red lipstick. In the mirror, she almost looked how she used to, but those days were over. She had a completely different style, instead of the little girl with the long dresses, she was a regal woman. She now held the power she was always meant to hold.

The dress she wore went almost all the way to the floor, it was the only dress Shuku had ever worn that had managed to touch the ground without tripping her. The dress had the same dragon on it as her hoodie, except this one curled around her torso instead of remaining on her back. Along the left leg, the dress parted to show her leg, that was also where she had put the sheaths to the kunai, Shuku wasn't going to be caught off by an unexpected attacker ever again.

Shuku had sent Hebimaru home, which he was very reluctant about, but as an agreement, if she was in any trouble at all, even if it had to do with Yukio, to summon him. She loved her familiar, truly, he could just be a handful. Shuku had a small sling purse on as well, containing money, a small holy water grenadine, and her vapor pen, fully replenished.

The only weapon Shuku no longer possessed was her gun, which Glasses had confiscated since 'students are not allowed weapons that could easily kill someone'. The only reason Shuku had been able to keep her knives and pen was because the pen was never designed to be a weapon, and it was only fair since Rin got to carry his sword around. Shuku plucked out the key from the envelope in had been in and took out her pen, drawing in a long breath before leaving.

Slipping the key from the note into her dorm room door, it clicked and she opened it. She stepped inside and was greeted by the sound of soft jazz, dim lighting which Shuku barely noticed, and a very nice restaurant. Glancing around, almost in a panicky state, Shuku spotted Yukio, dressed in his school uniform, but with a blue shirt instead of a white one underneath, looking like he was almost in a suit. Shuku walked over to his table, her heels clacking on the floor, then sat down across from Yukio, who was looking at the menu. He looked up, a confused look on his face.

"Um? Excuse me, do I know you, Miss? I'm currently waiting for... Shuku?" He started, then trailed off as he realized who it was.

"Oh come on Glasses. Is it so weird to see me try to look like a girl?" Shuku retorted, stealing a small puff from her pen, then blowing it in a startled Yukio's face like she was blowing him a kiss.

"Umm..." His face went beet red, "It kind of is. I expected you to show up in a suit or something, not like... that." He stated in shock, making Shuku scoff.

"So you would rather have it look like we're on a gay date than you on a regular date?" Shuku asked, and Yukio continued blushing.

"That dress... it's nice, and you're wearing contacts and your scar is covered up. Are you still armed in that?" He asked, avoiding eye contact.

"Even when I'm not, I am, and you know that. I can't just show off my scar and mismatched eyes, I'd be identified almost immediately." Shuku pushed the menu in Yukio's hands down to the table so he would meet her gaze, "I only came here because you're not the only one that has questions you know. I've seen Rin fight, and I'd like to know more about his whole ordeal, and yours." Shuku picked up the menu and looked at it, everything was expensive but not expensive as school lunch, she could afford this.

"I assumed that. It's like to know more about the prophecy, I'm worried it ha-"

"That it has to do with Rin. I know, I'm almost positive. The prophecies always come with dreams and visions, I'll know when the time comes. So, I want to know about Rin's powers, the blue flames in particular, and what the sword has to do with it." Shuku stated, deciding on what to order.

"Since you've seen them before, there's no harm in telling. Rin can activate them by will, or by unsheathing the sword. The sword has a majority of his powers sealed in it, only his powers only recently awakened almost three months ago. The sword acts as a gateway to Gehenna, where his powers are, the sword is the only thing keeping him from turning fully into a demon." Glasses explained.

"And if the sword were to break? What would happen then?" Shuku asked, her eyes going slightly out of focus as she thought.

"He would most likely lose control and not be able to tell the difference between friend and foe. But I sincerely hope that never happens. Does that have to do with your prophecy?" Yukio asked worried, and Shuku nodded.

"In the dreams, I saw blue flames, they had gone wild, and a sword cracking, then the mad eyes of a demon. The dreams are often quick flashes of the future, I don't get them often anymore, maybe once or twice a month, during New moon and Full moon almost always, I used to get them every night." Shuku informed him, then unwrapped her silverware and set the napkin on her lap.

Their server arrived and Yukio got a simple glass of water, while Shuku ordered a soda. "Why is that? Have your visions ever been wrong?" Yukio asked a clear tone of worry and fear for his older twin.

"You should know that answer if you did your homework on me, Glasses. My visions have never been wrong, and they predict tragedies, fights, and things that greatly influence the future. That's why I'm so sought after, whoever has me, has the head start on some of the most influential events in history. Some are bigger than others, this one definitely doesn't seem as big as some of the other ones I've had. Did you know the priestess before me, her last prophecy had predicted the Blue Night, then she died and the Blue Night happened just about a week and a half later. " Shuku looked down at the table, life sucked.

"That's quite impressive, but you said you don't get visions very often anymore. Are you losing your ability or something else." Yukio asked, solemnly.

"Ha, I wish I could find a permanent solution to just toss them to the curb with last week's bullshit. No, I purposely suppress them, that's why I use vanilla extract. It unfocuses my vision so I don't randomly have one in the middle of class. That would suck. Instead, I get small, unimportant visions seconds before they happen, giving me an edge in some fights, and some circumstances." Shuku explained, then the waiter returned, and Shuku took a small sip from her Coke.

"So it's not just to piss me off? Does anyone else know that you have visions and recite prophecies, they should be sworn to secrecy." Yukio asked, and Shuku hooded her eyes and narrowed them.

"That's a plus, and Vanilla can be flammable. Three people, they caught me off guard one morning while I was out, and heard the prophecy."

"Who?"

"Who has the nerve to seek me out to get answers? It was Ryuji, Konekomaru, and Shima. They won't say anything, though, I think I scared the shit out of them too much." Shuku took another sip of her soda and sighed.

"Sometimes, I hate life. I have my hit list, and once I'm strong enough, their fucked." Shuku picked up the steak knife and ran her finger along the side of the blade. Yukio gave her a bewildered look, Shuku had it out to kill the people who made her life hell.

"I have one more question, Rin said you were out to kill the demon who scarred you, and that would be a dragon. If you're the priestess of the Moon Temple, then why would you want to kill off your guardian deity? Why would you even want to?" Yukio asked this had been the one thing he couldn't understand.

"Congrats! You did your homework, but you put the puzzle together wrong. The one I'm going to kill isn't the Moon Dragon of my Shrine, but the one with the title of dragon that made my life hell. He scarred my face, and the Moon dragon restored my eye. In a way, I wish to get rid of the bain of my existence and destroy the ones who have caused me so much pain. The one I need to face is high ranking, the true ruler of the shrine. I need to face the Dragon of the Hunters alone, and kill him."

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