A/N:

Hey guys! While rereading the DxD light novels, specifically volume two, I was intrigued by Rias' response to when Issei worries about Asia being given a contract of lewd nature. Her answer basically implied that there has to be someone in Kuoh town to handle those lewd requests, which of course Sona and Rias won't. This points to a third devil's peerage in the town, which doesn't involve itself in combat and is only responsible for handling sexual requests...

Now, Issei is the embodiment of sexual desire, so a summoning pamphlet of that third devil group reaching him actually makes sense. Unlike, of course, Rias' familiar randomly handing them out at a busy public place, and Issei getting extremely lucky to first get that and then think about Rias... Even as the method of delivering pamphlets is later retconned to using an app to track sources of greed and desire and teleport to their houses... What if the pamphlet wasn't hers but this third devil's? What if the triggering factor was his sexual fantasies before he could die?

OC Alert, if it isn't obvious by now.

So the idea is Issei being a part of a different peerage, which is passive non-sexually. This will make it harder for him to level up as a fighter and cause even greater ripples for Rias' peerage, since there is no Issei to save her from Raiser... So things might be expected to go downhill and set themselves right in a much harder trial.

Moreover, there is an obvious lack of Switch Princess!

Plus, with the idea of the OC I have come up with, even Asia might not be saved at the right time. If the DxDverse has a false start, how will Issei and co. handle it? And will he end up with a harem? Will he have the original one?

At this point, even I don't know much. I'd still like if you guys read this chapter and tell if this looks fine and can develop into an entertaining story. Suggestions will be appreciated.

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Raynare was technically on a surveillance duty.

She silently tailed a brown-haired high-schooler as he left his school, intent on finding the reason why she could feel such a huge amount of latent power within him, which, for some reason, reeled her in. Of course, this was Dohnaseek's territory and Azazel had sent her to only keep an eye on him and prevent his Sacred Gear from awakening, by preventing him from coming in contact with any other supernatural faction for who knows how long... Basically, the worst kind of job. She had no intention of wasting her time on such trivialities when the only thing she was here to really do was secure the abandoned church and wait for the Twilight Healer to arrive before she could extract her Sacred Gear and employ it in the service of Azazel and the Grigori… so she thought anyway. But did this power mean something? Was he going to be a threat to her faction in the future? She had to find out.

"Hey Ise!" two boys, presumably his- Ise's friends, approached him at a run. "Change of plans!" announced the slightly taller and stockier one, "I just remembered my father's gonna be home early today."

"So… no watching porn on his laptop?" Ise groaned. "Come on Matsuda, don't kill the mood already! I really wanted to see the Heavenly Boobs of Aoyoshi Kitagawa!" Her target cuffed the news-bearer on his bald head. Wait, what? Raynare was no stranger to the realm of perverts. Heck, almost all of Grigori had been there sometime or the other: Azazel surely was one, and a big one at that, and she herself had seduced her fair share of hopeless men in her two centuries of life after having fallen from heaven. But weren't these kids a bit too loud and open about it in such a crowded place? When she looked around herself, she was unsurprised to see all the girls pointedly looking anywhere but towards their little group.

"And to think that I was so hyped too…" The other boy, whose most striking feature was his round spectacles, agreed. "Say Ise, any chance of watching it on your TV?"

"Sure, if you don't mind Otou-san sitting with us with a bottle of Sake and Oka-san making the odd comment," he simply said. The other two boys simply shuddered. "Yeah don't remind me of that time. It was downright embarrassing even by our standards," the bald kid interjected. "There's a reason the most we can do at your home nowadays is read ecchi manga in your room, right Motohama?"

"We can always try asking out some girls…" Motohama noted hopefully. The three boys looked around, only to find out that all the girls around the had quickened their steps. Raynare herself quickly retreated and concealed herself in the shadows cast by the bridge which they had just crossed on the street to avoid notice, as she was disguised as a schoolgirl after all. The three perverts sighed. "As if that would ever work," Ise said dejectedly. "Why do the girls don't even have a proper conversation with us? It's not like we'd start groping their breasts as soon as they let their guard down."

"Say for yourself," Matsuda smirked, "I won't be so sure about me and Motohama." Sobering up, he said, "I've got too much time and no plans for today. Might just have to replay some old eroge. See you guys then." The three boys split up.

Raynare already had a plan by this point. It was obvious that this boy, even after attending a school which had much, much more girls than boys in it, had never even had a light chat with a girl. Not that he would ever be able to in the human world if he wore his 'interests' like a badge of honor. So, if she were to get closer to him she might be able to reach the bottom of the strange power housed within this probably unsuspecting human, and in case it turned out to be a strong Sacred Gear, she might be able to get another bargaining chip with Dohnaseek and the others. They did not know the point of the whole Sacred Gear extraction ritual, but they sure wouldn't like it when they find out that the point wasn't to deliver Twilight Healing for research to the Grigori, but for her to become a healer and thus an indispensable part of the Fallen Angels, and probably get closer to Azazel as a result. She contained a slight blush at the thought.

Okay then, what needs to be done needs to be done. "W-will you… um… Will You go out with me?" She said in a mock nervous voice, which was loud enough for the kid to catch.

Issei Hyoudou wasn't in a very good mood. His plans had just been trampled upon and his excitement for the day crumbled. When he heard a girl proposing to some guy in the background, he almost cried out of frustration. Life really wasn't fair to him. Why did girls only talk to the handsome ones like Kiba-bloody-Yuuto? Against his better judgement, he turned around to sneak a look at the lucky guy who had been proposed, only to find no one around but a beautiful girl with her long, jet black hair flowing as she ran towards him. Wait, HIM? Just to make sure, he turned around, and was surprised to see no one ahead as well.

"Ise-kun! Will you go out with me?"

He was stunned. A girl asking him out? He faced the girl and was robbed off his breath. She was, simply put, beautiful. Her heart-shaped face was flushed red due to her having ran towards him, and probably due to her nervousness, and her hair was slick with sweat. She looked extremely cute. No way could this girl be interested in him. "M-me?" he stammered.

"Yes, you Ise-kun!" she replied, fidgeting.

"B-but I'm a big pervert!" Issei ended up saying without even thinking about it. Before he could curse himself for shooting down such an obvious chance to finally set his life right, the girl replied.

"So what? There is nothing wrong with being one, I am too. You know, I've seen you around a lot and I like how honest you are and how you always look like you are enjoying yourself, not to mention you have such a nice smile and I also want a boyfriend and I think we would have fun together and…" taking a deep breath, she eyed him nervously. "Um, what do you say?"

Issei decided he was in love. This girl, whoever she was, was interested in him despite knowing of his perversion, something he had never thought was even slightly possible, and she seemed to know a lot about him. Still wide-eyed, he looked towards the girl and took in her appearance. She was wearing a uniform of some school he had no idea of, and her shirt was somewhat tight, which accented the shape of her breasts. Issei's smile involuntarily turned lecherous, which the girl caught. Issei noticed that and mentally slapped himself, but the girl merely giggled. Relieved, Issei chuckled nervously while scratching his head. "Sure, er- what was your name again?"

"Amano Yuuma and thank you so much!" she happily replied. That smile stole Issei's heart yet again. "Would the Kuoh Town mall at 5 today be fine?"

"Yes!" Issei quickly agreed, overcome with bliss. "Thank you! Thank you so, so much!"

Raynare had to admit, that was quite entertaining. The boy was refreshingly straightforward, honest and wore his emotions on his face. He did doubt her early on but had been so easily swayed just by her one statement. She had to commend herself for acting so well but suspected that this might not have been worth it… given the boy's nature as she had looked till now, he might not even be capable of being a threat to the Fallen Angels even if he did unleash whatever power he had within him. But there was no harm in being sure. It wasn't as if she had anything to do till Asia Argento reached the town.

Issei had a spring in his step as he walked towards his home. As he approached the door, he noted a postman silently dropping yet another flier in their letterbox. Figuring that his mom might be interested in it this time, Issei took it out. It was a bright pink in color and had a crimson circle with weird runic patterns. It was nothing new. This flier was daily delivered to his (and Matsuda's, and Motohama's) house for some reason, and he already had a stack of them hidden with his porn magazines in the cardboard box. Of course, he would stash it, for what was written under the magic circle was "If your desire is strong, and if you are willing to pay the price, then this is your magical charm! Make your sexual fantasies come true!" His kind of words. He did not know what it was, but at this point, he had become desperate enough to accept any lucky charm which he came across just so that he could see a real tit. Maybe if he carried it on his date with Yuuma, something erotic might happen…? He smirked.

Raynare kept up her personification of one young, shy, excitable, somewhat clumsy and closet-pervert Yuuma Amano throughout the little date with the boy. Surprisingly, Ise showed an astonishing amount of self-restraint and care for her throughout, although his thoughts were often betrayed by his expression and she caught his mind straying towards lecherous ideas a lot of times. More importantly, in the time she spent with him and through always keeping some form of contact with him, she was able to ascertain that the power within him was most likely draconic. She hadn't seen a lot of dragons, but she was attracted to Azazel and hence knew a thing or two about Vali, his pet dragon. However, she also discovered traces of Devil magic from him. Tracing its source, she was able to notice a summoning circle in his pockets… and this enraged her. She had no issues with humans and could even tolerate some angels, but devils? She hated the lot. And if this boy resorted to carry devil summoning circles to a date, he had to be their regular contractor.

Azazel had only told her to ensure that his Gear remained subdued no matter what to protect his fragile human body. Technically, this was an enforced exile, though there were three other fallen angels in this small town to exchange shifts with her. But him being in devil contact changed things drastically; this wouldn't be the first time a Grigori agent killed a Sacred Gear possessor she was ordered to take care of after all… though this being a draconic Sacred Gear was interesting. She might want to force him to activate his gear and find out its value somehow… like she thought before, it may be a good bargaining chip. With that thought, she decided to act…

When they were ready to part, Raynare said, "Hey, Ise-kun?"

"What is it, Yuuma-chan?"

"There is something I want to do to celebrate our first date…"

"W-What is it?"

"Will you die for me?" Obviously, he wasn't going to die here. She was sure of it that if he was a devil contractor, he would wish for one to help him even if she gave him a non-fatal wound, and not only will he be reincarnated as one, she will be able to find out more about the Devil scum in charge of this small town. Being reincarnated would force his Sacred Gear to surface sooner or later, and once she found out, it would be slightly more satisfying to slay him as a devil.

The boy understandably froze. "…Eh? Pardon?"

She said, unfazed, "Will you die for me?" Laughing, she revealed her wings and finally let all her hatred for the devils and contempt for the humans associated with them bleed into her features to complete the intimidation routine. "It was fun, the time I spent with you… almost like playing house with a little child." She summoned a spear of light and impaled the kid with it before he could even follow it with his eyes. The boy screamed in pain as he slowly detected the bloody wound in his abdomen. It was a fatal wound no doubt, and he would most likely panic and end up summoning a devil before it was too late. Ise's face showed pain, confusion and anguish, as his eyes started boring into hers. "Are you… an angel? What have I done?" He rasped.

Angel? "Don't play innocent. Summon the devils you know, quick," she sneered.

"Devils?" he asked with as much energy as he could muster. "Do you mean Matsuda and Motohama? No one else I know can be a devil… Is it about our perversion?" The boy somehow jumped to such a ridiculous conclusion that Raynare was left utterly baffled. His friends weren't devils or she would have known… but why would he carry a summoning circle with him though? "What is there in your breast pocket?" She asked, wincing as she had almost sounded like a petty mugger for a moment. Ise slowly raised his arm to his pocket and pulled the pamphlet out. "Th-this was supposed to be a lucky charm that fulfils my sexual desires… b-but why?"

Raynare had an intense urge to face-palm. She had let herself been so carried away in her hatred for devils that she hadn't even thought to verify if this boy even knew what that pamphlet's real purpose was. She had attacked the kid she was supposed to watch over due to no reason at all. Mind you, she wasn't averse to killing, but she did not enjoy it. And this boy was dying due to no fault of his own. Feeling somewhat ashamed, she said softly, "Sorry. If you want to hold a grudge, then hate the God who put the Sacred Gear inside you."

"…Sacred, what…?" He was dying. Finding it a lost cause, Raynare slowly flew away from this scene. She hated her for this mistake, but it didn't affect her overmuch. She only had to report his death to Azazel and fabricate a cover story, and she would be fine.

Issei realized that he was in a serious situation. He was gradually losing consciousness, and he had already stopped feeling pain from his wound… Was he going to die like this?

This was bad! He didn't want to die yet! He didn't even understand why! He had so much left to do… he had to grow up! He had to see his parents get happy due to him somehow! He had to go to school tomorrow, and the day after as well! He had to make sure Matsuda and Motohama don't watch the Heavenly Breasts of Aoyoshi Kitagawa without him! He had to grope a real breast!

He was disgusted with himself. Even when dying, he was able to think of groping a breast? How perverted could he get… Hell, if he was going to die anyway, better be on his own terms.

I want to grope a breast.

He put all his concentration on fantasizing about the beautiful school idol Rias Gremory's exposed breasts…

Emiko stretched her lithe body after arriving from her latest contract. Sighing, she drank up another glass of water in one go- she had to keep up her health, as her body was all she had to survive. She was a shrewd devil who had risen from a poor commoner with barely any demonic energy working in her former Master's brothel to a high-class devil with a full set of evil pieces, purely based on her ability to complete contracts through pleasuring and seduction for around five thousand years of her life now. The only thing she had ever wanted was to be able to live a life full of comfort with a loving family in the human world, away from the filthy eyes of the purists and most other high-class bastards and their complicated devil politics…

The closest she had come to fulfilling this dream was when Maou Lucifer had heard of her reputation in Lilith as a 'Sex Goddess' and after her promotion, had offered her a mountain of gold for assisting her beloved sister in the small town of Kuoh. The only thing she had to do was to handle all the requests of a sexual nature received by her, and by extension, the sister of Maou Leviathan for them. No one was left disappointed by her skill, beauty and expertise, and she had perfected the use of the little magic she had in maintaining her appearance to whatever the contractor's fetish calls for…

Another summoning.

She sighed. Sure, she had exceptional stamina even for a devil. Working with humans wasn't tiring at all for her and they paid her well too, but she was too busy to even try and build a personal life. Analyzing the nature of the request, she chuckled. Grope a breast eh? Too routine. It was one of the three kids from Rias Gremory's school which her familiar, Hiro had tracked as sources of immense unfulfilled sexual desire so long ago… honestly, she'd have expected something much earlier and much bigger than this. She teleported to the location, which happened to be a beautiful but deserted park, and gasped, as utter shock was televised on her expressive face.

For in front of her eyes was one of those boys who was already unconscious and slowly bleeding to death. Moreover, the wound had to have been inflicted by a light spear. She was sure of it. Even if she wasn't a combatant, she had seen enough death in her time on the streets of Cyl, her birthplace, which happened to lie in the no man's land between the devil and fallen angel territories of the underworld, to recognize the tell-tale signs. From what she could tell, this human was not someone who should have attracted the supernatural; she had kept track of him as a potential client for quite long through Hiro, and knew that despite being a minor pervert, he was righteous to a fault. She could not let him die here- for one, he was too young, his dreams and desires hadn't been fulfilled yet, and, from what she had seen, he cared for people and most importantly, he loved his family and friends, despite all their flaws. She refused to believe that he deserved this outcome.

She didn't really have a choice, did she? She wasn't into rating games and didn't have a peerage, and loss of one pawn would be no bother to her.

She quickly withdrew her evil pieces and pulled out a pawn. Placing it near his chest just as she had seen her master do before, she was reassured by seeing a reaction. With a mix of urgency and nervousness, she quickly surrounded herself with her demonic energy. "I, Emiko Komachi, request you to resurrect as a devil and a member of my peerage." she chanted in her melodious voice, "please rise and fulfil your dreams."

The pawn glowed and started to float towards him. More surprisingly, her other seven pawn pieces begun to show a similar reaction. Emiko was shaken beyond belief: this kid had been on her radar for at least three years now, and he was normal even until yesterday! Hiro saw him with his own eyes! And to be worth eight pieces even as a human? What was wrong with him? He must either have an extremely powerful Sacred Gear, or somehow must have a supernatural ancestor. But still, eight pieces?

It seems, however, that Maou wasn't done surprising her this day.

Even though the eight pieces had aligned themselves to the boy's chest and were showing great affinity to him, they weren't being absorbed. Now this was something Emiko couldn't understand... from what she had seen her master do before, It should have been done by now. Was this boy worth more than eight pawns? Somewhat desperately, she pulled out her queen, and placed it over his chest while removing the pawns in one sweep of her dexterous left hand. Again, the queen piece glowed to signify its synchronization with the human... but it didn't get absorbed. Again.

By this point, Emiko had become a bit frantic. It was a testament of the urgency of this situation as well as her growing desperation that she didn't even think for a moment before thrusting the queen piece towards a boy just to save his life. A pawn piece was alright, but was she really willing to sacrifice her only queen for a boy she wasn't even interested in? She took a deep breath to compose herself. I don't really care, she reminded herself, but I cannot let another unlucky commoner die in the crossfires of a meaningless war. She knew it was not quite the same, but her past experiences made it impossible for her to ignore this situation, especially when, for the first time ever, she actually had the power to do something about it.

This was all she needed to steel her resolve. It was not as it she actually wanted a peerage anyway. Exhaling explosively, she removed the queen piece from the boy's chest and replaced it with the greatest number of pawns she could manage: two rooks. She desperately hoped it would be enough even as the pieces started glowing and floating towards the boy. She held her breath hopefully.

Finally, the twin rooks proved enough. Honestly, even through her relief and happiness at finally being able to save an innocent life, she couldn't help but feel humbled. It was a really scathing reminder of her weak demonic powers that even to reincarnate a mere human, she had to expend her highest number of pawns. Were she any weaker, she would have failed even after that. Given as a king, she herself was worth around eight of her own pawns, this boy was going to be stronger than her.

The boy's breathing stabilized, though it was obvious that he needed healing. Given her weak demonic magic skills, she would have to perform healing through skinship for at least sixteen hours. Sighing, she teleported with him to her home, cancelled all her contracts for the day, and teleported again, this time to his house. She entered it while using her magic to instinctively cut off all the noise of her footsteps and implanted a memory on his Okaa-san which made her temporarily believe that her son was on a school trip. She laid down on his bed upstairs with him, after stripping herself and then him, to start his treatment. All this while she stayed alert as she still had to handle his father when he returned home. After summoning Hiro and asking it to keep an eye out for his Otou-san in his songbird form, she finally relaxed a bit. Her mind, however, was still in overdrive.

She was worried that given how valuable the boy was in pawns, he might not be able to live a normal life anymore. But she would not let fate strip him away from his family like it had her. This automatically ruled out trading him to Rias Gremory or Sona Sitri, who, while being good girls, were ambitious to a fault and selfish to a degree, and ten pawn pieces were too enticing to young nobles. Trading him outside Kuoh was out of the question…

The only chance he had at being able to live a normal life with his family for him might be if she kept him as a part of her peerage. What would they get out of it was unknown… he was obviously not good enough to help her in her sexual contracts, given both his looks and his nature. Should she help him draw out his power? She tried to sense his strength and was not fazed by his routine reserves of demonic energy… however, she could also sense a much stronger, untapped energy source within him. It had to be a Sacred Gear. But what Sacred Gear could make an otherwise normal human worth ten pawns? And what was this energy, which she had never felt before? Hiro quietly trilled once, to alert her of his father's arrival. Performing the necessary tasks, she finally teleported with the boy to her house. Putting her doubts aside for now, she finally fell asleep.

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A/N: Whew. Got the idea out of my head and onto the site, however it is crudely written. And, as you can see, I've made... Changes. For one, Raynare has a PoV, and I've tried to at least make her look humane. I think we'll be stuck with her for much longer than canon at the moment, but I don't think Issei will have a romantic relationship with her, and I expect her to stay a villain throughout her stay.

Issei, I've tried to keep him within the framework I see the LN Issei in. He isn't a complete idiot here, because in LNs, even though he's mostly supposed to be one especially early on, he sometimes shows great perceptive skills and sometimes even wins battles through cleverness. So, to handle the inconsistencies, I simply might try to make him somewhat smarter. Also, he might look less perverted than usual sometimes.

Thirdly, my OC. I haven't given her a peerage as I thought it might be overkill. And I made her old. Considering devil lifespans, it is strange how the people we keep encountering again and again are in the same age group as Issei and Rias... This is another reason I was vague about Raynare's age but implied her to be old. With their magic, appearances are deceptive anyway. This automatically culls any ship hopes... Or does it?

And notice that she isn't a combatant, and doesn't recognise draconic energy. Trouble up ahead, as Issei's status as Sekiryuutei will surely attract powerful opponents. By the way, will Issei's gear activate as easily as it did in canon? Let's see...

There isn't shortage of ideas at this moment, but the build up time might be larger than ideal. Dunno really, anything can happen at this point. If this idea generates enough interest, I might plan a story out of it. It will be a hard job protecting the canonverse from the Khaos Legion as it is... Issei was the reason of almost all Rias' peerage's growth after all.

Thanks for reading and please review!