Issei Hyoudou was truly a unique young man in his own right. Ever since he was born, his parents realized that he was an extraordinary child. At a glance, he looked like a normal young boy, but his parents had noticed something odd. His eyes. Issei's left eye color was a warm caramel-brown, while the other eye was a bright emerald green color. Assuming their son had heterochromia, Issei's parents questioned his doctor about the different eye coloration. The doctor had stated that Issei had no signs of heterochromia, much to his parent's surprise. While initially uneasy about their son's appearance, they grew to look past it.
As Issei started to get older, his father saw the beginning of his great intelligence. He would notice Issei's remarkable ability of creation. He could remember the time when the Hyoudou family took a vacation on the beach. While he and Mrs. Hyoudou were relaxing, 5 year old Issei was collecting stones that were colored gold and emerald. After returning home, Mr. Hyoudou was surprised to see his son holding his hammer and bringing it down hard on the emerald stone. Not wanting Issei to mistakenly hurt himself, he rushed to grab the hammer out of his hand.
"Son, what are you doing?" Issei only smiled.
"I'm inventing, papa." Issei's smile widened. "Mama's necklace broke. So I wanted to make her a new one. And look." He pulled out a golden covered watch. "I fixed your watch for you."
His father's eyes widened in shock as he grabbed the watch from his son's hands. He looked at it longingly. 'I haven't worn this in years. It stopped working the last time I wore it.' He looked to his son, who was looking at the emerald stone with a thoughtful look.
"Circles?" Mr. Hyoudou raised an eyebrow. "What, Issei?"
Issei blinked in shock, smiled, and rubbed the back of his head. "Haha, gomen nasai, papa. I was just thinking." He grinned and went back to looking at the stone.
Over time, Issei's parents began to discover more items in their house (lamps, tables, furniture), and learned that Issei had managed to build a shed for himself. In there, Issei spent his free time creating, building, and melding anything he could find. Whatever allowance Issei gained, he would purchase some of the cheapest metals in town, bring them back to his shed, and then he got on to crafting. Issei also had a affinity to repair anything that was rendered useless. As such, when Issei asked his father for a computer, his father replied that there was one in his office, but it no longer worked. Imagine his surprise, when Issei walked out of his office 10 minutes later, declaring that the computer was now running and working.
In addition to his vast intelligence, Issei seemed to have an affinity for the manipulation fire. There were times when the weather was extremely blistering, Issei would appear to be fine. One incident was when Issei was asked to see if the water in the pan was hot to enough to cook. When he placed his hand in, the boiling water didn't burn or effect him. When his father placed his hand in... well let's just say he had to put an ice pack on his hand for a while. Also, one of the reasons Issei could finish his inventions so quickly and efficiently, was because he was immune to the heat energy, allowing him to remain unharmed by the burning effect. Another strange factor of Issei that he himself noticed, was that he appeared to possess stronger attributes than an ordinary human. He found out he could run exceedingly fast, had an abnormal degree of superhuman strength, a very well-developed immune system to the point where he is invulnerable to diseases, and the ability to heal quickly, if the injury was enough to heal. He had cast it aside as a very healthy metabolism, and ignored it.
Issei knew he was different from others, but never let it bother him. He was happy with his life, and never thought to take it for granted. As he walked out of the doors of Kuoh Academy; the school he attended, he paused to see his two friends, Motohama and Matsuda, or as the school called them; the 'Perverted Duo'. Issei shook his head at his two friends' antics. He cared for his best friends like they were his brothers, but he couldn't help but get annoyed at the fact that he always had to save them from getting beat up by The Girls of the Kendo Club. He was glad that the girls knew that he wasn't a pervert, and therefore treated him far better than the Perverted Duo. With a reluctant sigh, he walked over to his friends, and looked where their eyes were directed at. Issei's eyes widened.
A buxom beauty with crimson-blood hair and blue-green eyes stared out of her window. If one looked closely, she appeared to be looking down at Issei. The young man blinked rapidly, and a faint blush spread across his cheek, when he could have sworn the crimson haired woman smiled softly at him.
'I-is she smiling at me?'
After a few moments, she disappeared. Issei blinked again and looked down at his friends.
"Guys, who was that?"
Matsuda and Motohama turned to their friend in mutual surprise, and looked about ready to knock him upside the head.
"Are you a fool?! You don't know who that is?!"
Issei sweat-dropped. "N-no, that's why I asked who she was." The Perverted Duo shared a glance, and then rolled their eyes. Motohama pushed his glasses up and smirked.
"That, my friend, was Rias Gremory, the number-one beauty of Kuoh Academy. She's also one of the academy's Two Great Ladies."
Issei blinked. "Two Great Ladies?"
Matsuda chuckled and placed an arm around Issei's shoulder.
"That's right buddy, and don't think I didn't see the way she was looking at you!"
Issei blushed, and playfully glared. "Nah, ha-ha. I don't think she was."
But his two friends were no longer listening, as they were now ogling a couple of young women across the field. Issei shot them a blank look and shook his head.
"I swear, you guys have the short attention span of a goldfish."
Shaking his head one more time, Issei walked on home. As he walked onto the bridge, he stopped and looked onto the sky. He never knew why, but looking on wards from a bridge made him feel... content. A few minutes, he started to continue his walk, until he heard a soft, sweet voice.
"U-um, hi."
Issei turned around to see a attractive young woman with long black hair, and bright violet eyes. She wore a dark red jacket, with the letter "P" stitched in gold, a white undershirt, red bow, a green skirt, and black shoes. Issei rose an eyebrow.
'She doesn't look like she's from our school.' He straightened up.
"Yeah. Can I help you?" The girl was blushing profusely, like she was trying to get something off her chest.
"My name is Yuuma. Yuuma Amano. U-um, are you Issei Hyoudou?"
Issei nodded. Yuuma's expression brightened. "That's great!" Issei's eyes widened a little at the girl's excitement. Yuuma calmed down, and looked nervous.
"I-I've seen you pass by this bridge a couple of times. And I've always wanted to ask you something."
Issei nodded again, letting her continue. She looked down. "W-would you... will you go out with me?"
Issei's eyes widened, and an uneasy expression crossed his face.
'She's asking me out of the blue? Just like that?' He adopted a thoughtful expression. 'I barely even know her. So... how could she know about me? Hmm. I guess I'll have to give her my answer sooner or later.'
His confused expression was replaced with a sad smile. "Sorry Yuuma, but I'm afraid I'm gonna have to say no."
Yuuma's expression was that of shock, and absolute disbelief. 'W-what did he just say?!'
Issei rubbed the back of his head. "It's nothing personal, Yuuma. It's just... that I barely know you." He then smiled warmly. "But I'm really flattered though. Maybe we can become friends."
Yuuma's expression was still stuck on shock bordering on frustration, unbeknownst to Issei. Issei checked his watch, and his eyes widened. "Hey, I gotta get home. Maybe I'll see you another time, Yuuma. It was nice meeting you!" He gave her a cheerful smile as he ran home.
Yuuma Amano's shocked face slowly contorted into a snarl. "H-how dare he?!" How could he refuse her? She was practically giving herself away to him, and he turned her down? A growl of frustration uttered from Yuuma's throat as she stormed off. She would entice him sooner or later, and she wouldn't stop until she finished what she came here to do.