The Harem King

by F.B. Phoenix

Not a lot has changed except for the age of many and the fact that our perverted hero has finally achieved his Harem! What will happen when he is confronted once again by Gremory and her servants? I think he likes it when they're just sending letters to each other. Harem X Issei (A lot of OC's and my first story! Rated M for lemons and such)

1. Chapter 1: An Old Friend

The Harem King

Chapter one: An old friend

"Hikaruko, tea please!"

"Yes, master!" I sighed as the reply reached my ears, and put my legs up on the table, staring at the ceiling in exhaustion. Meetings with the higher ups never went well, and my insides are always restless when I come back. Tea would fix me up right, and I know I can only rely on Hikaruko to bring me the best tea there is.

"So tell me Hikaruko? Where has Akeno been hiding?" I grinned as I sipped deeply from the tea the woman had just given me, setting my feet back down on the soft carpet. She returned a look of pretend shock and offense,

"Master you know I make only the best tea for you, after all, as your servant I must learn what pleases you!" She giggled. 'Yeah, I know something that pleases me…' My mind butted in as I lost myself to perverted thoughts. "I know that you drink only Akeno's recipe, and that you love breasts, and that you love a good hand job." I blushed as her face became sadistic like Akeno's used to, one of the reasons I chose her to be my queen.

"That's right…" I replied with a large grin spreading to my ears, 'She's quick on the trigger!' I thought gleefully with growing excitement as she set down the fine china plate in her hand to kneel in between my spread legs. I felt myself stiffening even more as her soft pale hand traced my fly. She took hold of the zipper, spreading my legs wider as she opened my jeans.

"Issei-sama, I wish you wouldn't do that without me!" A short blonde burst through the door.

"Glad you could make it, Mina-chan!" Replied Hikaruko, a deep red blush still present on her flawless face. Mina stomped her feet angrily,

"I will not lose Issei-sama to you, Hikaruko-senpai!" The girl stuck her tongue out, tackling down her obviously superior senior.

And then it was hell…

One moment Mina and Hikaruko were scratching at each other playfully and then the rest of the Harem was there as well, long nails scratching down smooth faces, screaming, and the occasional leap at me. However, I already had training with this kind of stuff, so I let the girls fight each other. I mean honestly, what exactly could they do to each other that I couldn't get my queen to heal? Although Asia's Twilight Healing was much more useful.

I continued to sip at my tea, my thoughts trailing back to the old days as a low-class devil, with one dream: the ultimate, rating game winning, supreme harem of the ages. But now that I had achieved my dream, my life was so empty. My sole purpose was to defeat a bastard white dragon in a battle for the ages. Of course I wanted to defeat Vanishing Dragon, but he's still leagues ahead of me! And it's been four years! Oh the troubles of life…

'Hey Ddraig-sama, you there?' I thought.

'Of course Issei-kun.'

'Have you been listening to me this whole time?' I offered a nervous smile to no one in particular and gave a chuckle as I scratched at the back of my neck. My Harem still trying to kill each other at my knees.

'What else do you think I have to do in this damn body of yours?' I could feel the anger rising from my left arm. I watched as the cup of tea in my hands was crushed by my fingers which were forming into five massive claws. A glowing green orb glistened on the back of my hand and my arm became a deep shade of red, scaly spikes pointing back at my shoulder.

'Calm down!' I shouted inwardly, 'I know you've been restless to fight Vanishing Dragon, but I haven't been able to track him down since the incident, Azazel doesn't even know where he is!' I glanced at my arm which was now that of the Red Dragon Emperor's. I had sacrificed it to kill Raiser Phoenix, but now I found no use for it other than battle. I needed someone to suck out the energy if I wanted it back in its normal state.

'Sorry Issei-kun…' I sighed leaning my head back on the couch cushion.

"That still doesn't help my arm." I mumbled, resting an arm over my eyes. Why? Why did God choose me for one of the heavenly dragons? No matter how heavenly, Ddraig still acted like the restless little boy I am (minus my perversion). I mean, honestly? Was I rubbing off on him?

'I can hear you Issei-kun, and I'd love to take another limb'

'Oh don't be like that-'

"Is Ddraig-sama bothering you again, my cute servant?" I pulled my arm off my face, opening my eyes to see crimson hair settling down onto the back of its owner, a scarlet red Gremory circle disappearing at the feet of its conjurer.

"Buchou…?"