I kinda just thought of this randomly and wanted to try it out.

I don't own the show, or it's characters.

"Issei, wake up!" The teacher shook the brunette awake. His head shot up, showing just how much the lack of sleep was affecting him.

She sighed. "Honestly Issei, this has to stop." She said.

Issei barely registered what she said, until he began to shake his head, and blinked a few times.

"Oh, sorry Ms. Yuki." He said.

Yuki Shinotose was Issei's homeroom teacher. She was new to the job, only being a teacher for about 2 weeks. But she always noticed Issei sleeping in class. His excuse had been that he was always working late.

Now though, she was starting to really become concerned for her student. Whether it be work, or something else, Issei should be well rested every day.

"This is the fith time you've fallen asleep in class this week." She said.

"Really?" Issei calmly asked.

"Yes, really." Yuki sighed. "Issei, are you not getting enough sleep? Is your job giving you trouble?" She questioned.

Issei simply shook his head. "Not at all." He said, getting up from his seat.

"Oh, and here's the assignment." He handed her a sheet of paper with the whole assignment completed.

Yuki let it slide, though she really should stop. She's been letting this go on, despite her student's well being being rather low. His grades were really good too. Straight A's, especially in biology.

The fact that he's been keeping his grades up with his current state was a puzzle to her.

"Well, another 100 percent, as usual." She said, setting the paper on her desk.

With Issei, the brunette let out a yawn as he walked out of the building and headed for the only sakura tree on campus. It was his favorite spot to nap.

"Time for bed." Issei flopped down onto the grass, in the shade of the tree, and fell fast asleep.

From the track, Rias Gremory watched the boy with mild interest.

"Say, who was that boy, Akeno?" She asked her partner.

"That's Issei Hyoudou. He's in class 2B. The teacher often gets onto him since he sleeps in class, but he has the best grades in there." She replied.

Rias hummed to herself, her gaze lingering on the boy for a second more, before turning away.

'Issei Hyoudou, huh?'

For those who think Issei is a normal boy, that would be correct, if it was a normal sort of circumstance. However, this was no such illusion.

Currently right now, Issei was in his own secret basement. His hideaway where he kept his work to himself.

He was currently looking at a transparent sheet with text on it. It had a picture of a man in his mid-twenties.

Apparently, this man had owed a heart and a pair of lungs. Quite the money spender, if he said so himself. And speaking of the money, this man was a month late on his payments.

Issei smirked, seeing the word 'REPOSSESS' written in red across the man's picture.

Issei tucked the file away in his coat and began to pack for the night. He fastened his coat closed firmly, and then reached for the helmet on the stand.

The visor was slim and blank. Upon the top where the forehead would be, was the circular head mirror.

When he fastened the helmet on his head, the visor glowed to life with the terrifying blue glow that haunted anyone who was his target.

It was time to go to work.

9:00pm at night

Issei hoisted the man upside down by the hint rope tied around his ankle until he was at a suitable height. The man before him was screaming in terror, but the repo man had no qualms about it. He welcomed them in fact.

He set his bag down and opened it, pulling out the man's file, and his trusty scalpel.

'Yep, heart and lungs.'

The man had tried to hide, but everyone knows that the repo man always finds you. And when that happens, your time is up.

Issei wasted no time in cutting into the man's front. His scalpel glided among the skin with deadly elegance. He moved the blade in a Y shaped motion, then set his scalpel down. He began to peel the skin back until most of the excess fat began showing, and reached into his bags for his medical scissors.

After cutting through the fat, the organs were open to view, and Issei noticed something about this man.

'Not very healthy, are you?' He thought as he pulled the man's diaphragm out of the way.

He found the lungs and cut them loose from the trachea, before pulling one of them out. Issei took a plastic bag out of the black tool bag and placed the lung inside, before taking out the other one.

Now he had to get the heart.

The man's heartbeat was very fast, and light. Issei was actually a little impressed to see he was alive this long after his lungs were completely removed.

He peeled a little more skin back before frowning some. The chest cavity had always proved troublesome.

He cracked his fingers before reaching in under the man's ribcage, and found the beating heart. Since Issei couldn't see it very well, he settled for just plucking it out.

The man's body jerked, before he went completely still. Blood fell from his open torso onto the ground below.

As Issei placed the heart into another plastic bag, he felt the very familiar feeling of frightened eyes on him. He was very certain that it was just another person passing by, taking in his blood stained figure, and trying to get away as quickly as possible.

That was false, but he honestly didn't care. The GeneCo hospital had their organ repossessions legalized, so the police couldn't touch him.

With his work done, Issei got up and left the corpse, and on to his next target.

Rias couldn't even begin to fathom what her Rook was trying to tell her. Koneko had reported that while she lost Issei, she came across a black clad killer. A killer that apparently takes peoples' organs.

"You're sure about this?" Rias asked again, still hesitant to believe her.

"Yes." Koneko insisted.

Rias was silent again. Dismissing Koneko, she turned in her chair, pondering on what to do.

Normally Rias would receive reports of stray devils. But that wasn't the case here. This killer was human, and he was targeting other humans.

This was her territory, and as such, she had to have control over it. That's not the case though, otherwise this wouldn't have reached her ears so late.

"Rias." The redhead turned around to address the familiar voice of Sona.

"Hello Sona. What is it you need?" She asked.

"I hear you're eyeing another potential peerage member." The bespectacled heiress said.

Rias nodded. "Indeed I am. Though, that's not what is concerning me at the moment."

Sona raised an eyebrow. "Care to elaborate?"

Rias told Sona what her Rook had told her. Sona seemed to be familiar with this black killer.

"Here, read this." Sona tossed a newspaper on Rias' desk, and the redhead saw the article at the front.

"Organ repossessions are legalized. All GeneCo customers are required to make payments every 3 months." She read aloud.

Rias mimicked Sona's earlier expression.

"I don't think I'm getting the whole picture here." She said.

Sona sighed. Of course she would be the only one of the two to understand. Rias had been given this territory when she was of age, but due to the Sitri clan also wanting Sona to have her own territory, it was decided by the two houses to have them share it.

Though it seemed Rias only kept up with the latest anime, and stray devils when reported.

Sona liked to keep her ears directed to the more fine things, like the news. It was in her blood to want more knowledge.

"GeneCo is a large hospital that provides organ transplants to people who need them, but at a price. If someone doesn't manage to keep up with their payments until the final handoff, then they get repossessed." She explained.

Rias blinked. "Wait, let me get this straight. They take away their organs if they don't pay on time?"

Sona nodded. "That's correct." She said.

When she saw Rias about to speak again, she stopped her.

"And no, I don't know how someone would make such a profession, but the Japanese government doesn't seem to have any qualms about it."

Rias nodded in satisfication. "So I guess that means we can't go after this late night killer?"

Sona nodded. "That's right, it's their job to do that." She said with a grimace.

"I actually kind of feel bad for them. Killing your own mind must be quite a difficult task." She said.

Then she let out a hollow chuckle, just barely audible. How ironic, coming from her.

Sona then regained her composure and leveled a stare at Rias.

"So, I hear you're eyeing another potential piece." She said, getting back at her original topic.

Rias nodded. "Yes. His name is Issei Hyoudou. As far as I can tell, he doesn't seem to have a sacred gear, but he shows some promise."

Sona took that answer and turned to the door. "Very well then. I'll leave you to your business. I need to head back to the office and write up those two boys. Again." She said, frowning.

The next day—Friday—Issei wasn't as tired as he usually was. The reason for this was because due to how much he had been working lately—and quite effectively—Issei's boss had given him some time off.

So it made sense that the brunette would have more energy than he did before. And while the time off was nice, a small part of him couldn't help but want to keep working. The temptation wasn't very strong, but it was there.

He yawned as he stood up and got ready to leave.

"Issei!"

Only to be intercepted by one of his friends, Murayama. He smiled to his fellow brunette, and leaned against his desk—using his hand to keep him leveled.

"Yes, Murayama?" He asked, with a playfully raised eyebrow.

The Kendo club captain blushed at his charming tone, before shaking her head.

"Well, if you're free, could you come by the club again? The girls and I are having a small party after our training today." She said.

Issei thought about it for a few moments, and chuckled. It sounded like fun, so why not?

"Sure. What time would you like me to be there?" He asked, making her smile.

"Just come by in about an hour." She replied.

Issei nodded and lifted his bag over his shoulder. "I'll see you then." He said.

As Issei left the classroom, he once again felt eyes on him.

'Someone must really hate me, or really like me.' He thought.

Issei ignored his stalker and just kept walking until he reached the gate. Once there, he was met with a girl passing him by.

Her hair was a long and an appealing caramel color, stopping just below her shoulder blades. Her eyes were an attractive golden brown, and her skin tone gave away the fact she wasn't Japanese.

Issei couldn't help but stare as she walked passed him, and noticed his gaze.

"Can I help you with something sir?" She asked. Issei blinked at the fact she spoke in perfectly fluent Japanese.

He quickly composed himself and set his poker face on. "Oh, it's nothing miss. I just saw you walk by, and noticed you seem a bit out of place." Was his reply.

The girl blinked.

Issei carried on. "I mean, you don't look Japanese, but if my assumption is right, I'd say European." He said, getting a perplexed look from her.

"How can you tell?" She asked, genuinely curious.

Issei smiled. "It's a bit of a skill I picked up. Sometimes you can just tell by looking at a person." Was his explanation. It wasn't really anything special, but his "special" skill has yet to fail him, and he trusted that little skill.

"Say, what's your name? Mine is Issei Hyoudou." He said.

The girl smiled back. "My name is Marion. I don't have a surname, and I work as a maid." She said.

Issei chuckled. "Well don't let your boss work you too hard, okay? Believe me, I know how that feels." He joked.

Marion chuckled along with him, both now enjoying each other's company. After a few moments, Marion had composed herself once more.

"Well, I'm sorry to cut the enjoyment short, but I must be on my way. It was nice meeting you Issei." She said with a beautiful smile.

The brunette returned the gesture. "It was nice meeting you as well Marion. I hope we see each other again soon."

"I look forward to it." She replied, before continuing down the sidewalk.

Issei continued to head home, until again, for...he doesn't know how many times people have looked at him, because he always ignored them.

But he was starting to find it fishy. He felt when he left school on Wednesday, then the night after, and here now. Something just didn't seem right.

"Hello there!" Issei came upon another girl as he crossed the bridge to the suburban area.

The girl in front of him was different from Marion. She had long brown hair—about at the small of her back. Her eyes matched with her hair, and her skin was a bit more fair than the average Japanese.

Another foreigner perhaps?

"Hello." He greeted back. "Can I help you with something?"

"My name is Mio Fujikawa. I've been watching you for some time now." She said with a blush reaching her cheeks.

Now Issei was not that big of a fool.

During his three years as a repo man, Issei had picked up a variety of skills. One of those skills is being able to read a person by expression.

The blush on this girls cheeks may be real, but he could see it in her eyes. There was a much more darker emotion that she was trying to hide—one of sadness. Her smile didn't match either.

"You've been watching me?" He asked, storing away his thoughts for now.

Mio's blush turned from pink to a much darker shade.

"Yes. You see...I would always see you pass by here, and you looked so lonely." She started.

Issei couldn't help but smile at that. It was so ironic to be told that you're lonely when you're a lethal assassin that takes peoples' organs.

So because of that funny little fact, Issei would humor his girl.

"I'd like you to be my boyfriend!"

It was his first time going on a date. But he never once mentioned that he had ended many of them.

Issei smirked to himself as he waited for Mio to arrive. He was waiting in front of the cafe where they were supposed to meet up.

This might actually be fun.

"Issei!" He heard his name being called.

Turning in the direction of the source, he saw Mio. She was jogging towards him, wearing a red blouse and a white skirt. Her chocolate hair waved in the wind as she closed the distance.

Issei simply chose to wear black jeans, a long sleeve shirt, and a set of comfortable converse.

He smiled as Mio stopped in front of him. She looked winded slightly, purposefully bending herself over some to allow him a view down into her chest.

'Not bad.' He thought. He would admit that he chest definitely seemed appealing.

But, he had seen better.

"I hope you weren't waiting too long." She said, after catching her breath.

Issei simply waved her off. "No worries. I've only been here for about 5 minutes." He replied.

In truth, Issei has actually been there for almost 20 minutes. Being a good assassin means you learn to be patient. And good things come to those who wait.

And it did. Issei had his potential target right in front of him.

This date would decide whether he would identify her as a threat or a friend. God how he hoped it was the first option. He always liked to humor the more inferior attempts on his life.

"Well, shall we get started?" Issei held out his arm for her, and led her inside of the cafe.

From that point, the date was as normal as one would expect. They had a meal and desert at the cafe. They walked around the town to visit and take in some of the sights, and they stopped for ice cream before crossing out the last thing on their list.

"Here sir, please take one." Issei turned his head to young girl with brown hair like himself. She wore a red costume with small bat wings on the back and a headband.

She handed him a flyer with a small circle on it. Issei took it without so much as a thought and pocketed it.

"Come on Issei. Let's take a walk through the park before we close this date." Mio said with a smile.

Issei nodded and followed Mio into the park. The sun was beginning to set, and the sky was now a colorful canvas of red, yellow and orange. Warm colors.

They walked in comfortable silence, before Mio jogged ahead and stopped in front of the fountain. She turned around to face Issei with her smile.

"I had a really fun time Issei." She said.

The brunette walked up to her, their bodies only inches apart from each other.

"Well I'm glad to have entertained you." He said. Now, Issei really did have fun, but he still couldn't fight off this sneaking suspicion that was eating at him.

He saw Mio about to say something, but stopped her.

"Say Mio, you wouldn't happen to have another motive here, would you?" He asked.

Mio looked taken aback. "W-What? Why would you think that?" She asked.

"You're the first girl to ever ask me out." He said. "I may look like the average guy, but lots of other people don't really stick around me for very long." He said, thinking she might get the implication.

Mio raised an eyebrow. "So they don't hang around you because you seem different?" She asked. "That seems pretty stupid if you ask me."

Mio smiled before embracing Issei in a hug. "I asked you to date me because you really did seem so lonely. And...I've never had a close person to share my feelings with before." She confessed.

That broke the wall of suspicion in Issei's mind, and the brunette smiled. He wrapped his arms around her waist and set his chin down on her shoulder.

"Sorry. I guess it's just a loner thing I guess." He said, chuckling. Mio giggled along with him, before leaning up and giving him a kiss on the lips. It was quick, but loving.

"So...another time?" He asked.

Mio nodded. "When?" She asked.

"Next Saturday?" He suggested.

"It's a date then." She replied.

The two separated and went home, unaware that a small bat had been hovering over them the whole time.

Another call had come in. This time, Issei's target was a young man much like himself. He stood in front of his target, who was strapped to a table, and shaking with fear.

Issei couldn't help but smirk as he read the file. Apparently, this young man was chalk full of GeneCo. organs. It really was funny. He set the file down right next to the boy's head, and moved over to a table that had all of his tools laid out on display.

Issei picked up his trusty scalpel and a pair of medical scissors.

The brunette ripped the boy's shirt from his body and smiled at the sight of skin. He took his scalpel in his fingers and brought the blade right over the middle of the upper chest.

The boy then screamed with pain as Issei dragged the blade down his body in a long, slow stroke. Then, he brought the blade back up to create two more incisions that made the whole work look like the letter Y.

Issei was simply ignoring the boy's screaming as he worked, he had gotten used to it since long ago.

He then pinched the skin between his thumbs and index fingers, before pulling the skin back.

The boy screamed louder, and the brunette was now getting irritated. He picked up his scalpel again and shoved it into the boy's throat, before continuing.

He cut away at the excess fat, before dumping it in a container for later. He then picked up his scissors and started to carefully dig around the body.

He cut the ends of both the large and small intestines, and pulled them out to show the kidneys hiding behind them. He smiled and slowly brought the scissors to the bean shaped organs and cut the small cords that had them attached to the body.

Issei turned his head and set down his scissors, reaching for a plastic bag. He took the kidneys in his free hand, and placed them inside the bag. Now it was time to continue upwards, into the chest cavity.

Issei simply took hands and hooked his fingers through the gaps in the ribs, and pried them open, some cracking with ease.

Issei now had clear view of the heart, and cut away at the arteries around the main organ of the circulatory system. He took it in his hand, still feeling a slight—but steadily dissipating—beat. It felt strangely satisfying.

He placed the heart in a plastic bag and moved on to his last target, the lungs.

Now, the lungs were quite easy to take out, but because of how spongey and soft they are, you had to handle them with care, like one would a baby.

Issei took his scissors once more, and cut the trachea. He grasped the two lungs in his hands and slowly pulled them out. He then set them in another bag, and put all of the bags in the refrigerated case that he would deliver to the hospital when he was called.

With his work now finished, Issei took the bloody corpse and carried it in a bridal style, so as to not get blood everywhere. There was already enough of it staining the floor.

He moved towards a large furnace that GeneCo. had installed into his working space, and dumped the corpse inside. He flipped a switch on the side, making a door shut and the flamethrowers inside roar to life.

Issei sighed with satisfaction as he took off his repo attire and left his hidden workspace.

Now in his usual casual wear of jeans and a t-shirt, he left his little lair and went upstairs. He opened a door that lead him out from under the staircase that would take you to the second floor of the house.

He moved through the living room into the kitchen, and saw his mother cooking breakfast.

When she heard him enter, she friend her head and smiled.

"Morning honey." She greeted.

"Morning." Issei waved his hand to her as he sat down at the table.

Hitomi Hyoudou sighed as she finished the eggs. She knew her son was only doing what he wanted to do—even if it was for her sake—but, that never meant she wasn't concerned.

Being a repo man is not as easy as one would assume. You really have to have a strong mind, and a strong stomach. Issei has been doing this for 3 years, so he had plenty of time to get used to it. There were some volunteers who quit after they were shown what to do, they just couldn't handle it.

Issei however, had a drive to do whatever it took to take care of his mother. When she was sick, they were poor at the time. So the brunette made his choice to work for GeneCo. ,who at the time, was just starting to bloom as a business.

GeneCo. provided treatment for his mother for free, and in return Issei worked them. But Hitmoi had long since been cured of her sickness, and after she was free to leave, Issei had been given the choice to quit as well, since the deal was fulfilled.

But Issei chose to stay. He had gotten so used to his profession in that time of 3 years that killing was now essentially second nature to him.

The thought made Hitomi afraid. Afraid that her son might not ever get to live a normal life, alone, without any friends, or a lover.

But that concern wouldn't last much longer once she learned Issei was now seeing a girl. And soon enough, more girls.

"Thanks mom." He said, as the older woman placed a full plate down in front of him.

Hitomi sat down at the table with her son and they both ate in comfortable silence.

"So mom." Issei started after swallowing.

He smiled as he wondered how she would react to a girl asking him out.

Well, that'll do it for this chapter. So what do you guys think?

Should I roll with it, or no?

And as you can see, I'm taking quite a bit of liberties with this idea.

So, I didn't do the classic "kill your date", but instead had a made up character fall for Issei instead. The harem plan is relatively small, about around 4 or 5 girls.

As you could tell quite quickly, the made up character Mio is one of them.

I'll leave that in the dark for now. I'd like to see how many guesses there will be.

Now, let's talk about Issei.

Issei is the repo man, the head repo man to be exact. This means he's at a high position, and no one gets to a high position without working.

Now keep in mind of my words, that Issei has been a repo man for 3 years. He's had the time to hone his skills as a deadly killer.

Now onto Issei's mother, Hitomi. I had Issei's mother be sick so that he would have a reason to have become a repo man. While it's the duty of hospitals to take in any patients they can get, they still need money for treating them.

This is where I had GeneCo. come in. Instead of being a global business, GeneCo. is just a hospital that will provide organ transplants for people who really need them. From then on, it will be up to the people to make their payments.

It's a bit of a SAW element here. Like how John says, survival is a natural human instinct. But you don't really tap into that instinct unless you're in a life threatening situation. So in a way, giving the people these organ transplants, and having them keep up with payments is seeing just how badly they want to live.

But of course, GeneCo. is a hospital, so it won't be just organ transplants they provide, like when I had Issei's mother be treated for her sickness.

Alright, I think that covers all of my notes. If you enjoyed this, I'm glad. If you didn't then "Oh well".