Hello every one and welcome to my first high school dxd fan fic. First thing you need to know is there is going to be a lot of things from other animes and games including but not limited to Assassin's creed, Naruto, sword art online, and halo.
I own nothing except my original character Nayuya Shadowveil and that's it.
The light from the sun streamed in through the small window covered by a set of blinds that only did a half-assed job of actually keeping said rays of blinding luminescence from getting through. One red haired violet eyed young man groaned in discontent as his eyes flickered open very briefly. They closed almost immediately after as they were hit by a beam of light so bright the young man thought he might go blind.
Damn that sun. Couldn't it have picked a better time to rise? Or better yet, not risen at all? One of these days he was going to find some way to turn it off.
Or blow it up.
He would prefer blowing it up.
Grunting slightly, the redheaded male slowly sat up in bed, stifling a yawn with one hand as he did. Oh how he hated mornings. They always seemed to come at the worst times.
They actually didn't. He just wasn't much of a morning person. He preferred to sleep in but that wasn't going to happen today.
As the redhead began to gain more cognitive thoughts, he stretched himself out, turning this way and that as he raised his hands high into the air and listened to his back pop and crack in a way that would make most people cringe. Slowly but surely Nayuya Shadowveil got out of bed and made his way into the bathroom with a stumbling gait.
It was another day of his new life.
After making his way towards the shower and turning on the water, Nayuya ran a hand through his long locks of red hair before turning to look at himself in the mirror.
At 17 years of age, Nayuya could say he was honestly pleased with what he saw. Back when he was younger he had always been shorter than most of his generation. Even after years of training and eating right, he had only grown tall enough to match the height of few of his friends. In the past few months though he finally hit his growth spurt and is now standing proud at 6'3 in height, taller than most of his friends.
Absently, Nayuya raised both his hands and pressed them together to make a strange seal with his fingers. It looked like a cross. He focused for a moment, looking both inward and outward, his eyes staring intently at his stomach while while his mind, body and soul searched for something he had been dearly hoping to feel again since coming here.
After a second or two, he sighed.
"Still nothing…"
There was not even a hint of what he had been looking for. Man talk about depressing.
He shook his head and slapped himself on the cheeks to get out of his minor funk. It would be best to not dwell on it. There was always tomorrow right? Right.
The shower began to steam and Nayuya stepped in, groaning as the heat caused his aching muscles in his back and shoulders to loosen. He pressed his palms against the wall of the shower and let the hot liquid run down his frame and mat his hair to his head. It felt so good, especially after a hard night of trying to get his ruined body back into shape. That old saying that you never knew what you lost until it was gone had never rung more true to him than it did now.
After his shower, the redhead was finally awake and capable of getting ready for the day. This consisted of him getting dressed in the uniform of his school; a black blazer over a white long-sleeved shirt with black highlights and a black ribbon on the collar and matching black pants. The rest of his outfit was actually much different from the standard academy uniform, an silver short sleeve shirt underneath his dress shirt and silver and black sneakers. They were still considered acceptable within the school standards, thought the Principle had frowned upon seeing his choice in color.
Not that he cared. If the man didn't understand the greatness of the color, that was his problem.
Once he was dressed and his stomach was full, the redhead locked the door to his apartment and was ready to start the day.
Kuoh academy
Today was going to suck. He just knew it.
In his haste to finally begin his new lease on life, he had forgotten about one simple fact that made all his possible enjoyment of the day evaporate like a water jutsu when it was struck by an overpowered fire jutsu.
He had school today. Whats worse was this was a normal high school. He hated school on the best days, but at least back when he was an 8 year old brat they had been teaching him how to be a kick ass ninja. All the crap they were trying to shove down the throats of the young here was just useless.
What good was algebra and science going to do anyone who didn't plan on being a nerdy science geek? What good was history when he didn't give two twats about the past? When would the velocity vector v of an object that has position x(t) at time t and x at time , can be computed as the derivative of position: ever be useful?
Never. That's when. Nayuya wasn't some nerdy science geek or some stupid smart physics professor in the making. He was a ninja and an assassin/swordsmen, combat was his profession and kicking ass was his calling card, his passion. Let the people who were going into professions that needed to use that crap learn it. He was just fine sticking to his fists or blades.
Granted he didn't know how a ninja would live in this world, but he was sure he could figure something out if given time.
Until that time came, however, he was stuck going to school. Talk about sucking it big time. Oh well, at least it was a decent school.
The school he was going to was called Kuoh Academy. Nayuya heard that at one point it had been an all-girl school, but had changed to coed somtime before he had arrived.
The academy was actually a very beautiful campus. Nayuya could admit that much at least. It was large, as in, really large. Try gigantic. It consisted of several buildings with the main one being a long rectangular building that was four stories tall with slanted roof, reddish brown tiles and built like some kind of traditional European Mansion.
At least he thought it was a European Mansion. His knowledge on the history of this world and it's architecture was incredibly sketchy, meaning nearly nonexistent. Still, it was a very nice looking building and supposed that's what mattered.
That being said, he still didn't want to be here. Just why he let that strange man talk him into coming here was so far beyond him at the moment it wasn't even worth thinking about.
Ignoring the many people who were staring and pointing at him – being a trouble maker in his youth and someone who was used to being hated and glared at meant it was pretty easy for him to ignore the way people were whispering behind his back. It probably helped that a good deal of them had been doing this since he got here. Just what was there problem anyways? The new redheaded student made his way towards his first class of the day.
Time skip
Nayuya had never been so glad to hear a bell ring, well except when kin would play a song on her bells so long ago.
Well. Scratch that. He had been just as glad to hear the bell yesterday that he did today. And the day before that and the day before that…
….
Okay, so maybe it had been like this since he started school. He didn't think anyone would blame him for loving the sound of that bell, or kin's bells for that matter. As far as he was concerned, it was the sound of freedom. Even if the freedom was only until lunch period ended.
Still, it was freedom that he would cherish until the next class, however short that freedom may be.
And it allowed him to explore the school. Even though he had been here for a while, Nayuya still had trouble finding his way around, so he always used the opportunity lunch represented to learn the lay of the land, so to speak.
Walking around with a piping hot bowl of rice in one hand a set of chopsticks in the other, Nayuya happily devoured his simple meal as he enjoyed the sights of the school.
At least he would have enjoyed the sights and sounds were it not for the fact that another sound caught his attention. it was a very familiar sound, one he heard so many times when he went to visit his little brother when he was training with Ero-sennin that he could tell what it was as easily as he could tell you the color of his hair.
It was the sound of perverted giggling.
Hydoudou Issei was a 17 year old high school student of average height with short brown hair and light brown eyes. He wore the same standard academy uniform as everyone else who went to Kouh academy, though he also wore a red undershirt and blue sneakers. There was not much else that could be ascribed to him. He was, in all regards, a below average student not worthy of notice except for one fact.
His unnatural amount of lust. Hyoudou Issei was one of the largest, most perverse beings in existence. The kind of pervert that sent women running for the hills, or into a violent fit of feminine fury. He, along with his two other friends, Mitsuda and Motohama, was known as one of the Hentai San'nin-Gumi. Or the Perverted Trio.
On a side note, Jiraiya would be proud of these three for continuing his legacy.
This perversion Issei possessed would also explain his current activity. An activity he and his two friends were partaking in with great relish.
Peeping on the kendo club as they got changed in the girls locker room. Just looking at the soft, milky skin, and the incredible range of breast sizes was enough to make him and the other two perverts nearly cream themselves.
"You three appear to be enjoying your selves. There wouldn't happen to be anything perverted going on here, would there"
Issei's grin widened as he nodded along with the voice. "Yeah…" His friends nodded as well, neither realizing that the voice did not belong to any of them, busy as they were peeping.
"That's good and all but it ends now. PEEPERS! PERVERTS! LECHES! HOW DARE YOU PEEK INTO THE GIRL'S LOCKER ROOM!" A voice yelled from behind them. The Perverted Trio's eyes widened as their danger senses kicked in like a 512 Turbo charged engine going into overdrive. That was serious horse power right there.
They tried to turn around so they could run away from the scene of the crime.
They might have been able to, except that at the moment a set of strong, steel wires rose up from the ground and wrapped around the trio, pulling them together and making trip and fall to the ground.
"Wha-What happened!?" One of Issei's friends, Mitsuda, shouted in surprise. "Where did this wire come from!?"
"I-I don't know" Issei would have liked an answer to that as well. Too bad he wouldn't get one.
"So you're the three who thought they could peep on us?"
Fear coursed through his veins at the sound of the voice. He didn't want to look, but was unable to stop himself from craning his neck to look up to the eyes of the kendo club captain, who was unfortunately dressed in the academy uniform once more.
Even more unfortunately, she had her shinai with her and was lightly tapping the 'bladed' side against the palm of her free hand in a manner that sent shivers of terror down Issei's spine.
"Why am I not surprised it's you three. I would have thought you'd learn your lesson the last time this happened, but it seems you need to be taught using more… forceful… methods."
"More forceful?" Motohama shrieked like a girl. Not that Issei couldn't understand why. Just thinking about what happened last time sent shivers down his spine. "The last time you used your shinai to hit us in the family jewels!"
The kendo club captain grinned a devilish grin.
"I know girls, drop their pants."
In most cases, this would have caused a good deal of men to lose themselves to lust.
Such was not the case here.
The Perverted Trio whimpered in fear as the girls closed in around them.
As the screams of pain emitted from the Perverted Trio, Nayuya found himself laughing joyously as he watched the scene from the school rooftops. He had nothing against the perverted trio, or even perverts in general. Indeed, if he were to hate someone for being perverted, than that meant he would have hated Ero-Sennin, and that man had be a father to his younger brother so he couldn't hate him just dislike.
He was like that really perverted uncle that you loveto death but would never introduce to your friends, or to the world for that matter.
So, yes, Nayuya did not hat perverts. Not at all. He just couldn't stand them and loved to give them hell. It was in his nature to prank people and perverts just made great targets, he blames his mother for the pranking nature.
Besides, they would be fine. Perverts were an incredibly resilient species, they just won't die. They could take the most brutal of beatings and come out fine, mostly.
"KRAAAAA! NOT THE FACE! NOT THE FACE!" yes these three would recover soon enough. None of those girls were anywhere near Tsunade-baa-chan's strength. They would be back on their feet before he knew it.
"KRAAAA! YES THE FACE! YES THE FACE!"
….
Maybe.
As the redhead's snickers turned into light chuckles, he felt as if someone was watching him. Being a Shinobi…. Former Shinobi, Nayuya still retained the sixth sense of the shinobi. He could tell when people were looking at him. And right now, he could feel someone's eyes on him.
Turning towards the source of this feeling, he realized that someone was indeed watching him. Two someone's, in fact.
Both of them were females, wearing the standard Kouh Academy uniform; a white long-sleeved, button-down shirt with a black ribbon on the collar, a black shoulder cape and matching button-down corset, and a magenta skirt with white accents. They were also, he noted immediately, incredibly beautiful.
One of them was a gorgeous, buxom young woman with long raven colored hair, violet eyes, pale skin and breasts that looked almost as large as Tsunade's. Her hair was tied into a long pony-tail, reaching all the way down to her legs, with an orange ribbon kept it in place. As noted before, she was absolutely gorgeous.
Nayuya believed the term people used for someone like her was Yamato Nadeshilo, which if he was remembering this correctly, was the term used to describe the ideal woman.
However, while this girl was indeed beautiful, it was the other one who got his attention. She was a young girl who appeared to be in her late teens, the same age as him and the other girl, and had a figure just as generous as the other girls. Her creamy skin looked like it was softer than silk and her blue-green eyes were breathtakingly enchanting. Between her thin waste, wide hips, small shapely butt, large breasts, silky looking skin, enchanting eyes and a face that looked like it had been crafted by a pantheon of angles on a quest to find perfection, the girl was easily one of the most beautiful females Nayuya had ever seen.
It was none of these features that truly made her stand out to him, however. That honor belonged to her hair.
Gorgeous long tresses of crimson red hair that spilled over her head and reached all the way down to her thighs with a single strand sticking out from the top. It was a much darker shade of red than his and his mother's, the color and darkness almost reminding him of blood, but still, Nayuya could not help but think the girl had some of the most beautiful hair he had ever seen.
You could say it was love at first sight. Nayuya wondered if this was what his dad felt when he first met mom?
"Damn you dad and your love of redheads it's contagious. I blame you."
As the pair stood there on the ground, looking up at him from where they had stopped walking to where ever they had been heading to, the redhead cast the duo of beautiful females a bright grin and waved merrily. The Nadeshiko girl looked amused and waved back. Meanwhile, the crimson haired female tilted her head, looking a tad curious for several moments before a soft smile played from her lips and she waved as well.
Deciding to put on a bit of a show, the redhead allowed himself to fall off the roof. Before he could get far, his hands hooked themselves onto the water drain. With gravity pushing him down yet his hands keeping him up., Nayuya's feet curved a parabolic arc that led him straight through the open window that he had previously used to get on the roof in the first place. He let go of the drain, flipping through the air like a ball as he tucked his knees into his chest. After completing his flips, he stretched back out and his feet hit the ground.
Had he been an Olympic gymnast using the high bars, he would have just earned himself a perfect ten.
The grin left him as soon as the bell rang.
Heaving a sigh as his freedom was cut short once more, Nayuya was cut short once more, Nayuya began making his way back to class with a slow, depressed gate.
"Akeno," Rias Gremory, the crimson haired girl, said as she watched the strange, fellow redhead disappear through the window in an impressive acrobatic display. For a human. "Do you know who that was?"
"That's the new student, Nayuya Shadowveil-kun," Akeno answered dutifully. "He's in class 2-B, the same class as Kiba-kun. Not much is known about him. It's only been about a month since he started coming to school here, though a good deal of people seem to think he's an assassin because of the necklace he wears, though it's just a roomer" her lips curved into a teasing smile. "Why do you ask? Has Buchou-Sama become interested in Kuoh Academy's newest student?"
"Nayuya Shadowveil…Hmm…"
Time Skip
Issei could not believe his phenomenal change in luck. The day had seemed so bleak after he had been beaten to a near death-like state by the girls in the kendo club. At the time, he could not help but feel like the world was out to get him just because he openly claimed to like breasts more than he should and had no issues freely ogling girls as they changed.
Why was it that every ragged on him just because he showed bit… okay, a lot more perverseness than most guys? It was well known fact that all men were perverts! Why couldn't these girls see that he was just doing what every other boy wanted to do, but didn't have the guts to actually go through with?
It was while he had been wallowing in his depression wondering if he would ever get to see a pair of real breasts that she came along. Yuuma, a beautiful girl with long black hair that fell down to her waist and kind, violet eyes. She wore a short black dress that allowed a tantalizing glimpse of her amazing legs and a light purple jacket on top. She had come to him while he was moping on the bridge and had actually asked him out.
Issei still could not believe he was dating this beautiful girl, or that she was the one to ask him out. It was like God had finally taken pity on him and graced him with this sweet, innocent and beautiful girl.
If he only knew that this girl's presence was not the designs of God. Then he would be singing a very different tune. Also he should have noticed the hooded figure watching them from the roof tops.
The two of them just finished their first date, which consequently was also the first date Issei had ever been on. It had been incredible. They had done all the things Issei had imagined a couple would do on their first date, going to a clothing store where he bought Yuuma a cute scrunchy bracelet, then they had gone out to an ice cream parlor where he had gotten a soft drink and his girlfriend had ordered an ice cream Sunday.
Throughout the entire date, Issei had not been able to stop thinking how lucky he was. Even his normally perverted thoughts had only cropped up on occasion (like when Yuuma had leaned over and allowed him to see down her shirt. That had been hot!). He had not even thought about how she would be an excellent first addition to his harem. He had not even thought about his harem at all.
Issei could honestly say he was beginning to fall in love with this girl.
"Issei-kun."
After their date, the two had made their way to a park. The sun was now going down and the vast array of colors cast halos around Yuuma, making her even more beautiful than before. Several droplets of water from the fountain next to them sprinkled into the air around her, adding what almost looked like sparkles to her already dazzling presence. She looked like one of those beautiful girls you'd expect to see in a shoujo manga.
"Yes, Yuuma-chan?" Issei asked, his heart skipping a beat as she smiled at him. Ahhh, such a beautiful smile.
"There's something I was hoping you would do for me to commemorate our first date," Yuuma looked so cute as she blushed demurely and pressed a finger to her lips. "Will you grant me my wish?"
Issei felt like he had just died and gone to heaven. His heart was beating a thousand miles a second. The painfully fast 'thump, thump' of his blood pumping organ was almost overpowering to his ears.
Was this it? The moment of truth. Would he finally receive his first kiss?
"W-What is it?"
"Could you please die for me?"
…
"Eh?" Issei scratched his cheek, his confusion more than evident. Maybe he hadn't heard right. "Uh… could you… repeat that? I don't think I heard you right."
Yuuma's smile became increasingly sinister. As she tilted her head down, shadows seemed to cast harsh angles upon her once angelic face. Her eyes became hidden behind a veil of darkness. Only the sinister glow of her irises remained to be seen.
"Could you please die for me?"
Without warning, wings burst from Yuuma's back, tearing the fabric of her dress and jacket, leaving two gaping holes in the back. The wings were very large, spanning nearly a meter each in length. The looked like angle wings, except that the feathers were black instead of white.
With a flap of her wings, Yuuma shot into the air and hung several feet above the flabbergasted Issei.
"I had a lot of fun with you these past couple of days," Yuuma said as she held out her hand. Light seemed to gather and coalesce within it, creating what looked like a spear. "Dating a child like you was a nice break for me, and I'll always treasure this gift you gave me." She held out the small scrunchy he bought her. "I am sorry for this it's not my idea to kill you but I must, so please just die, but don't worry I'll make it as painless as possible."
She threw the spear at him. Issei, still in shock and trying to understand what was going on, could do nothing more than watch as the spear of light traveled towards him like a bullet.
Abstractly, he knew that if that thing hit him, he would be dead. Yet for some reason, he could not find it in himself to move. Maybe he was just in shock that the girl he was falling in love with was trying to kill him.
Then again, maybe his mind just had yet to catch up with everything that had happened thus far.
Issei found himself shocked as a cloaked man deflected the spear with a black sword.
"Amazing reaction time there stranger-san. What would your name happen to be?"
Issei blinked at her words, then looked at the cloaked man. He had long red hair, and violet eyes. He was wearing a black cloak with silver ascents; underneath he was wearing a blood red shirt with bitch black combat pants. Issei could have sworn he had seen this boy somewhere before, but was having trouble remembering where.
"My name is Nayuya Shadowveil, what might you name be miss?" the redheaded boy answered.
"My name would be Raynare handsome, now why don't you step away from the boy and let me finish my mission"
"Sorry ma'am I'm afraid I can't let you kill the pervert no matter how much I want to."
"Raynare what is taking you so long the boy was supposed to be dead long ago, and who the hell is the redhead, you know what never mind I don't care I'll just kill them both."
"Dohnaseek what are you doing here this was supposed to be my mission"
"As I said you took too long, for that we'll punish you after I'm done with this trash." As Dohnaseek finished he through a light spear at Nayuya. As the spear soared through the air time appeared to stop as Nayuya swung his sword too cut the spear in half. The two pieces shattered as they hit the ground. "You are really slow and so are your spears are to. Come at me, this time with some speed please or this might just get boring, and we wouldn't want that now would we."
"No we wouldn't, now die."
As soon as Dohnaseek finished he created another light spear and charged. Once he reached Nayuya he lunged at him with the light spear, but the second it was close to Nayuya's chest he deflected it to the left and went for a diagonal slash. Unfortunately his slash was not fast enough and he feels a scorching pain in his stomach, when he looks down he sees a spear of light going through his stomach. Nayuya spits up a large glob of blood as he falls backwards, but not before he takes half of Dohnaseek's left wing with him.
"Damn you bastard you took my wing"
At the same time Raynare was dealing with Issei. "Again I'm sorry but my higher ups believe that you will be a danger in the future." And with that she stabs Issei in the stomach and walks away.
"Let's get out of Raynare; you're going to have to carry me this bastard took one of my wings with him."
"Yes sir." She walks up to him and throws his arm over her shoulder and takes off into the night sky.
As Issei bleed out from the wound as his stomach, his mind going black, a small slip of paper with the strange looking circle flew out from Issei's back pocket. There was a flash of bright light before the sheet disappeared and the circle that looked like something occult glowed a deep, bloody red. The circle hovered in midair for but a moment, expanded until it was several meters in diameter, then began a slow descent towards the ground.
As it slowly moved inexorably downward, a figure appeared from within it.
Rias Gremory looked down at the boy who she had correctly assumed possessed a Sacred Gear, a powerful weapon given to humans by God. It was for this reason that she had not stopped what had transpired. Now that he was dying, she could properly resurrect him and make this boy her pawn.
She did not like having to gain a powerful servant like this, but she couldn't see any other way Issei would have agreed to join her Peerage.
Actually, she could think of one way, but Rias wasn't willing to show her oppai to just anyone, regardless of whether she had little care for nudity taboos.
A cough interrupted her inspection of the boy with a gaping hole in his stomach. Startled, she turned her head towards the source of the noise and was even more surprised when she saw who it had come from. Nayuya Shadowveil. The boy who had peeked her curiosity on the roof when he had played a prank on Issei and his two friends. He was not supposed to be here.
Walking over to the redheaded young man with hurried footsteps, Rias knelt down to check his injuries and found herself even more shocked when she discovered how injured he was. He was lying in a pool of blood and there was a large hole straight through his stomach. Obviously the wound that caused all the blood in the first place.
Even more shocking was that he was still alive. His eyes were flickering from bright violet to a duller, more lifeless tone. It was clear he was struggling to remain alive but failing. With an injury like that, he would bleed out in seconds.
She was just shocked he was still alive. He should have bleed out a long time ago. As she looked at the wound, Rias noticed something else that was odd. It was slow, incredibly slow. In fact, she was almost sure she was just imaging it, but it looked like his wound was closing.
Of course, it couldn't be. This boy was a human. She could sense that much, and even if he had some kind of demonic healing, the light powers from the Fallen Angles stopped all types of healing.
Did that mean he too had a Sacred Gear?
His eyes locked onto hers. Deep violet met greenish blue. There was a moment where his eyes seemed to flicker towards something behind her? What was he staring at?
He smiled. It wasn't a pretty sight, what with the blood dribbling out of his mouth and teeth. Still, it was a surprisingly happy smile for someone who was on the verge of death.
"Such…" he coughed, causing more blood to spurt out of his throat. It was a miracle he could even speak. That wound was obviously caused blood to well up in his lungs. "Such… beautiful… red hair…"
Rias found herself feeling surprisingly flush. No one had ever complimented her hair before. And no one had complimented her with such admiration in their voice. That it came from someone who was on their death bed was even more surprising.
Absently, she reached out and held a strand of her crimson locks between two of her fingers and twirled it around. For a moment, she wondered what she should do. In some ways, this boy had died because of her. It wasn't right that he should die because of the machinations of devils and angels.
Right. There was only one thing she could do.
Snapping her fingers caused a brief flash of light to appear within her hand. When the light died down it was to reveal an object in her hand.
A chess piece to be exact. It was a standard piece, a knight. With this, Rias would be able to resurrect the boy as one of her servants.
She placed it on Nayuya's chest and stepped back. She recited the incantation needed to meld his form with the Chess Piece.
Nothing happened.
Then as she was about to try a different piece the Knight began to glow a deep silver then sink into his body.
Nayuya gasped for breath, his unconscious mind telling him he was alive. Rias watched as the boy went from being half dead to alive and well, save for the big ass hole in the center of his body. That she would need to heal manually. Still, he would be fine for now, until she could make Issei her pawn and heal hom to.
As Rias went to resurrect Issei, she wondered what this new boy would bring. She was sure that whatever Nayuya Shadowveil brought to the table would keep things interesting. She also wondered why the piece glowed silver like it did.
There you go my first highschool dxd fanfiction. If it siunds like someone else please tell me and I will fix it if necessary, I also apologize in advance if it does sound like someone elses please don't be mad.