Gunslinger DxD

Chapter 1

The stories about gunslingers had been passed down from generation to generation, by various races across the world. Armed with guns, harnessed physique and mentality, as well as unparalleled marksmanship in their arsenals, the gunslingers had been hunting down creatures and monsters that were beyond the realm of mankind.

Nobody truly knew the gunslinger's origin, where they came from. However, gunslingers had been reported across the history for performing nearly-superhuman feats of strength, endurance and concentration. Some people believe the source of their power was from the heavens themselves. As they protected the balance of the world, gunslingers would receive blessings from different gods.

Some claimed that the order of gunslingers were once an order of knights using swords and shields, but as the mankind prospered and began to invent and develop more advanced weapons, they came to favour more modern firearms.

Interestingly enough, the opinions regarding gunslingers would vary from time to time, and from place to place. Some said that the gunslingers were heroes, the protectors of balance.

Some said that they were mercenaries, bounty hunters, assassins, soldiers of fortune that would only hunt and kill for a right price.

Some would even say that they were a bunch of cold-blooded murderers who would kill indiscriminately.

Nevertheless, not just anyone could become a gunslinger; the title could only be earned through strict process and rituals following their tradition, before one could be recognised as a gunslinger. Unfortunately, their very tradition was the cause of their bloodline to thin out, as there were cases where even family members failed to become a gunslinger; not to mention their line of work that tended to cost them their own lives.

As time went by, people ended up believing that the gunslingers had perished.

If only they knew…

oXo

A young man was dreaming.

He was dreaming about the past. However, he could not truly make out the entire scene that played out before him. Yet, at the same time, he could see a little boy with similar features of his own.

That's me…

The young man looked again, then he could vaguely make out the sight of a man who was standing tall before him, his arm was outstretched, his hand was holding something.

A gun…?

The man fired his gun, the resounding gunshots echoed in his ears as the gunman hit all of the targets. The young man then saw the boy clapping, excited and amazed at the flawless marksmanship.

However, when the young man blinked, his eyes were suddenly met with the face of the adult man with the gun. It was like switching from a third-person point of view into a first-person all of sudden. Nevertheless, the young man could feel the gunman's strong, yet soft hand caressing his hair.

…Who is he?

The young man actually felt that he had met the gunman somewhere, but he could not remember. Then, he saw the gunman's lips were moving, as if he was saying something; sounded pretty important. The young man tried to focus his hearing, but he could only vaguely heard few pieces of words.

…Do not aim with… He who…. The face of his father… I… with…

….Shoot with… He… his father… I… with…

…I kill… my….

However, he could not make out what the gunman was saying, as the latter began to fade away, along with the scenery around him.

Then, all of sudden, the young man found himself floating in a void world, a place where in every direction was a mix of iridescent colour. The young man looked around in awe, he felt like he was floating inside a kaleidoscope.

Few moments later, the young man then saw a dark structure towering over him. What was more, circling around the dark tower, as if guarding the tall structure, was a massive creature soaring over him. The young man could not really discern the creature's appearance, but he could tell that the creature before him was powerful. He inwardly hoped that the creature's golden orbs would not spot him.

However, the moment of tension was interrupted as he heard a booming voice. He turned around to see a streak of light suddenly shot out from the empty world, aiming towards the dark tower. Then, as if on guard, the creature roared – it was not just an ordinary roar, it was a roar of power. The power exuding from the creature easily deflected the incoming streak of light, protecting the dark tower in the process.

Then, the young man heard a bestial roar. The red dragon growled as it turned to see another monster, looking even more terrifying, coming out from the same spot where the streak of light was seen earlier. The young man could not really make out the entire appearance, but he could say for sure that the beast's size was several times bigger than the first creature he encountered. Moreover, he could have sworn that the creature possessed multiple heads, limbs and other appendages. Overall, it was an abomination.

The world around the boy then shook as the guardian creature roared and clashed against the beast – the abomination. Despite the difference in size, both of them were equals in terms of strength and power as they kept attempting to overwhelm each other.

Then, with the guardian was pre-occupied with the abomination, another streak of light flew across the empty dimension, all the way until the light impacted against the dark tower. Strangely enough, when he saw the streak of light, he also heard what sounded to be blood-curling scream of pain. As soon as he saw the dark tower crumbling apart, everything was static and fuzzy in his eyes.

As his vision became blurry, Issei could only catch glimpses of several figures and sceneries.

Humanoid creatures with different wings respectively; some had pure white wings like a pigeon, some had pitch-black wings like a crow, some had leathery black wings like a bat.

The darkening blue sky, not from normal clouds, an ominous storm was brewing before hell came upon earth.

Two dragons – red and white battling against one another, bringing forth destruction around them.

Then a figure of a man with six pairs of bat wings, silver hair and clad in ceremonial robe, laughing madly at the chaos before him.

Then, the young man felt a pulse on his left arm. Upon inspection, he found his left arm was shining in crimson-red light, the light started to burn his left arm, eliciting a cry as the young man's view was obscured by the light.

[Please wake up! If you don't wake up, I'm gonna kiss you! Please wake up! If you don't wake up, I'm gonna kiss you!]

Inside a normal-sized bedroom, a young man was panting on his bed. The T-shirt he wore as sleepwear was clinging on his skin from the sweats over his body. He took a look at his left arm – the said limb was fine without injury whatsoever, then he took a deep breath to calm himself, as he ran his hand over his short spiky brown hair. He turned towards his alarm clock that had an anime girl with pink hair styled in twin-tails, wearing an elaborate costume that emphasized her feminine figure, as its theme. The said alarm clock was the same clock that had been saying things about kissing him if he did not wake up.

The young man found himself smiling slightly at the girl on the clock, particularly at her pair of knockers. For some reasons, those heavenly soft pair known as 'boobs' always capable of soothing him, at least to a degree. After he clicked his alarm clock off, the door to his room was swung open, revealing a middle-aged woman with long, brown hair, which in similar shade as the young man's own.

"Ise, breakfast will be cold if you don't get ready-" the woman then paused when she saw the state of the young man who was her son. Few seconds later, the woman relaxed as she came over took a seat next to her son on the bed. "…Another nightmare?" she said with soft tone as her hand softly caressing her son's hair.

"Yeah..." The boy – Ise, Hyoudou Issei, sighed softly as he silently enjoyed the warmth of his mother's hand. "…But don't worry. I'll be fine, mom." He smiled at his mother.

The mother stared at her son for few seconds later before she relented with a small smile. "Then go wash off those sweats and get dressed. I'll be waiting downstairs." The woman stood up from the bed and gave a look around at her son's room. She then gave an exasperated sigh before she walked out. Truly, her son's range of hobbies could worry her even more than his nightmare tendencies.

Ise's bedroom was boys of his age's typical bedroom in general: a single-bed, a wardrobe, a desk complete with a chair, light-stand, and a laptop for his leisure. The walls however, were adorned with diverse posters. Most of them were pictures of girls and women with revealing clothes, with all of them emphasizing their breasts (some showed their buttocks) for everyone to look at.

However, at one section, was few sets of posters that seemingly out of place – guns and firearms. To be precise, revolvers that people tend to see in wild-west movies. Ise himself was not sure himself, but apart from his porn, things that were guns-related somehow interested him, albeit not as much as pair of tits – or so he believed. Sometimes, he would secretly comparing the guns he saw in his dreams with the guns he came to see from various sources.

Then again, posters of guns were not as bizarre when one turned towards the wall above his desk. There were papers pinned on the wall, and on those papers were drawings – not that outstanding, but qualified enough to be viewed as decent sketches that Issei drew with a pencil.

Those sketches were what Ise saw in his dreams – his nightmares that he had been having ever since the final year of his elementary school. The dream was not frequent, but they showed pretty much the same sight whenever they occurred, enough for Ise to be able drawing them after seeing them for the past five years.

There was the sketch of the gunman; until now, Issei still could not make out the face of him, as well as his gun.

There was also the sketch about the dark tower.

Then there was the sketch of the three creatures with wings facing off against each other, followed by more sketches of the dragons, and the silver-haired man in ceremonial robes.

On that note, there was no sketch about the beast, as Issei could not even imagine what sort of creature it was based on.

So far, only a handful of people who knew about his nightmares and sketches, and their responses were not favourable. As much as he wanted to get rid of those drawings, to get rid of his dreams, Ise could not find himself to do so; as he could only let his curiosity to lead him around.

Truthfully, his passion for women's breasts were terrific distractions, at least his perversion was able to give a sense of normalcy in his life, as ironic as it might sounded.

Speaking of, Ise did a stretch to his bodies, after feeling that his body fully woke up; he did a quick look around, admiring his collections. He sighed in bliss and longing, for he always wished to wake up to see a pair of real-life boobs – a nice girlfriend was always one of his wildest dreams.

Then, he glanced at the posters of the guns on one section of the wall. He then recalled his dreams earlier, the guns he saw in the hand of the gunman was… blurry, he could barely make out its shape and details. But from his research so far, the gun sort of resembled the Peacemaker Colt Single Action Army – SAA .45 Long Colt. At the same time, he vaguely thought that the shape of the gun in his dreams also resembled a Remington design.

Realising that he still got school for the day, Ise put the thought aside and proceeded to his morning rituals, he then came down to join his mother for breakfast. The breakfast affair went without a hitch, the mother and son would share small talk to light up the mood, because it was only two of them in the house.

Ise would steal glances at the pictures on the drawer at the corner of the dining room – family pictures to be exact. Strangely enough, there was no picture where his parents and him together in one frame. There were numerous picture of him with his mother, but none of them involved his father.

Father.

There was only one picture of him, him alone. Even so, Ise could not really make out his father's facial features because the upper-half of his father's face was obscured with a trimmed hat.

Come to think of it, Ise could not recall the time he spent with his father. Strange, he could remember his childhood – most of it, like when he used to play around with a neighbour's child until the said child had to move out of country with his family, an old man, the wonderful old man who sparked his new-founded passion, and his encounter with his friends who shared his passion in his fifth grade.

However, Ise drew blanks when it came to his memory with his father. When he asked this matter to his mother once, the latter simply responded that he had spent good time with his father, like how he would ask for a piggy back ride, play softball together at the park, those kind of normal stuff. According to her, his father was now working overseas for unforeseen amount of time in order to make a living for the family.

Issei did not buy the story, at least not all of them. He believed that there was something more about his father, but he decided not to press the subject. He loved and trusted his mother, so he would wait. As a matter of fact, perhaps the part about his father working overseas was true; because just on the other day, Issei and his mother just received a mail from the man of the house himself, with a picture that showed a scenery from Greece – without himself in the picture. What was his father at Greece? God knows.

Kuoh Academy, a former all-girls private school that was recently turned into a co-ed school. Issei was at first reluctant to attend such a prestigious academy, since the tuition fee was quite high and he was worried if his mother could shoulder the burden to pay his study. However, his mother said that they had enough money in their bank account to cover the fees, which the young man assumed was from his travelling father, so Issei decided to go along with it. After spending more than a year in Kuoh, Issei has to admit that it was pretty much a good place.

However, there was something that had been bugging him when he walked pass the school gate.

Ever since he had been having those dreams, Issei found his senses steadily increased periodically. Currently, as Issei's eyes looked around, he could notice the subtle movements of his schoolmates. Hell, he could even make out few words from whispering girls in the distance. He could also easily spot several of his classmates and teachers from his spot all the way through the windows at the main building, which was at least 50 meters away.

Speaking of, Issei just saw his two friends and classmates, Matsuda and Motohama putting their shoes in their lockers, in the midst of tens of other students. And Issei had not walked even half-way from the school gate.

"What the hell is going on with me?" Issei inwardly wondered as he massaged the bridge of his nose.

He then decided to focus, to ignore all unnecessary information he got from his senses, and quickly caught up with his two friends on the way to their class.

"Oh, what's up, Ise?"

"Mornin', man."

"G'mornin', Matsuda, Motohama." Issei returned the greetings of his two friends – Motohama, a boy with bald head and Matsuda, a guy with glasses.

The three of them had been infamously known as the perverted trio. Over two years of their enrolment in the academy, the three had been charged repeatedly for sexual harassment (nothing extreme, because all they did was peeping girls changing clothes), bringing inappropriate material such as pornography to school grounds, and… well, basically something along those, which enough for them to gain ire from majority of the girls in the academy.

Currently, the three were attempting another act of debauchery by peeping into the kendo club's girl's changing room. Issei just had to have the shorter end of the stick as he had to wait Matsuda and Motohama relinquishing their eyes. After all, every female student of Kuoh Academy could be considered charming/attractive.

While Issei was impatiently waiting and listening Motohama and Matsuda measuring and commenting the girls' figures, Issei suddenly felt something was wrong, like his instinct was screaming at him to run for his life. He looked around, searching for the cause of his instinct going haywire. Few seconds later, Issei's ears picked up a sound, a noise of several foot-steps heading towards his location.

That was enough for Issei to know that it was time to retreat. "Hey, we gotta get out of here. Run!" Issei tapped both of his friends' shoulders and scrammed.

Unfortunately, Matsuda and Motohama failed to understand the message as they simply stared dumbly at Issei's retreating back. "Wait, what do you mean?"

The sound of throat-clearing snapped both Matsuda and Motohama who anxiously and mechanically turned their heads around, only to see a mob of girls carrying bamboo swords surrounding them. They were third years and few second years of the kendo club.

"Hey, boys." The supposedly leader of the girls greeted with a smile that did not reach her eyes in the slightest, the bamboo sword was resting on her shoulder. "What are you two doing here, I wonder?" the rest of the girls accompanying her were not amused at Motohama and Matsuda.

"Huh, so Hyoudou is not with you today? That's new…" One of the girls beside the leader looked around.

Only in that moment Matsuda and Motohama realised why their comrade had ran away. They did not know if they should feel stupid for not realizing Issei's message sooner, or angry that Issei just bailed on them. However, they still had more important matter of concern, which was the approaching girls that began to raise their weapons above them.

"DIVINE PUNISHMENT!"

Later that day, screams of pain and agony echoed across the academy.

oXo

"You bastard, you traitorous bastard!"

"I told you to run, didn't I?"

"You could've told us that someone was walking on us!"

"They're approaching fast! Like hell I'm gonna let myself got beaten up without seeing any boobs!"

The perverted trio were now regrouping in front of the school's old building, as the name implied, the old school building was an old Victorian style building that had never been used ever since the school became co-ed. However, the old building had been well-known by the student body to be the place where a certain club was operating.

Just when the three were busy arguing and throwing blames, Issei felt his instinct kicked in again, forcing him to look up. When he did however, he was met with a peculiar sight.

Perhaps Issei could claim that he was looking at the most beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes on; fair skin, with beautiful face, red crimson hair flowing by the wind, and her teal coloured eyes staring right at him. However, at the same time, his mind kept telling that he had to get away as soon as possible, as far as possible. Something was plain… off with that woman.

"Alright, alright. We gotta get back. The break is almost over, remember?" Issei quickly ushered his friends to leave.

Motohama and Matsuda stared at him for a second, but they relented with a sigh. Perhaps there was no use to debate over spilled milk. "Fine… By the way, let's meet at behind the new school building. There's actually something I want to show y'all." The former said with a smirk, garnering curious looks from the other two.

Long story short, when the school had ended, Issei and his two friends were heading towards their rendezvous point. However, as they went to the stairs, they, or more precisely, Issei, ran into a familiar face.

The halls erupted with voice and whispers of admiration and respect, as the girl with crimson hair walked with well-trained grace.

"Oh… That's Rias Gremory-senpai! The hottest woman in the school and president of Occult Research Club!" Matsuda exclaimed with red face.

"99… 58… 90…!" Motohama whispered with husky voice as he began shamelessly measuring Rias' sizes.

Rias did not bother with the stares and attention, because Issei knew that Rias was taking a glance at him. His instinct began to go haywire again, however, when Issei's eyes laid upon her boobs, his fear lessened considerably.

Such a beautiful sight, Issei could not help but admire a pair of tender flesh that were planted on Rias' chest. Who cares if Rias' presence put him on the edge, that pair of heavenly breasts were totally worth it, at least for him. Ignoring the alarm that was going off in his head, Issei used all the time he had to drink every nook and cranny of Rias' figure into his brain.

It was when Rias had completely disappeared from view, Issei let out a breath out of bliss and relief, much to his confusion. He just encountered the most gorgeous woman on school twice, so why was he afraid?

Nevertheless, the trio then continued their trek until they arrived at the secluded part of the school-yard. As they sat on the ground, Motohama began to fish into his bags. "You see, when Ise told us about his interest in guns, I'm kind of curious and began to look into it myself. Then, I found one of my cousin's old belongings…"

Issei and Motohama's eyes widened at the sight of a gun in Motohama's hand. It was a Colt SAA with 4.75" barrel – Civilian model revolver, the metal coating the weapon was still in pristine condition, making the gun looked sparkling in the boys' eyes.

"Holy shit, man!" Matsuda stared incredulously at Motohama, albeit his eyes were that of excitement. "You're lucky that neither teachers or student council found out about this."

"Haha, relax, relax. I've calculated everything so my bag won't be inspected. Besides, this is just a model, and it's not even loaded." Motohama grinned cheekily. "Kind of cool, isn't it? I think I kind of understand why Ise is interested in this kind of stuff."

Meanwhile, Issei remained silent as he stared at the gun before him. It was such a strange feeling, like the gun was beckoning him to wield it, to get a feel on it.

"Ise?"

Motohama's voice snapped Issei out of his stupor. "Wanna to get a feel, maybe?" the former asked while handing out the said firearm.

Issei wordlessly reached out and took the gun by the handle. Then, as if in autopilot – hooking his finger in the trigger hole, Issei suddenly was spinning and manoeuvring the gun as if he was a freaking cowboy.

It was as if the world around him had stopped as Issei kept spinning the gun with the coordination of his fingers. He spun the gun back and forth for a couple of times, before he paused to click back the hammer, revelling its sound for a second. Then he continued to spin it again, back and forth, while pulling and putting the hammer back and forth, for a couple of seconds later until he snapped the gun to the side into aiming position, his thumb putting back the hammer back into its previous position.

Issei blinked as if he just returned to the realm of consciousness. He turned to see Motohama and Matsuda were staring at him with their jaws dropped to the ground. The three fell into deafening silence for few seconds, until Motohama and Matsuda closed their mouths with audible pop, before the latter commented. "…Holy fucking shit."

"Ise… That's probably the coolest thing I've ever seen from you other than your porn and eroges. How the hell did you do that?"

"I… I…" Issei was the most befuddled one. He tried to spin the gun again, but the firearm only wobbled awkwardly in his trembling hand. He then looked around between his friends and the revolver in his hand, but he was not sure of what he should say in return. "…I don't know. It… It just happened." Issei finished with a shrug while giving an awkward, nervous smile.

Then, before the conversation could have gone further, Issei suddenly heard a foreign voice.

…Do not aim with… hand.

Issei put his hand on his creased forehead, as the voice – the words kept echoing.

…Who aims with… hand has forgotten the face of his father.

Issei closed his eyes, trying to keep his thought together.

…Aim with…

"Ise?"

Issei snapped his eyes opened, looking at Matsuda and Motohama who were staring worriedly at him. "…You good, man? You look kind of pale there." The former asked.

"Sorry…" Issei sighed heavily as he relaxed his body. "I guess I gotta go home and take an early sleep. I'll see you later guys. Make sure nobody find out you carrying a gun, Motohama." He then quickly stood up and left promptly, leaving Matsuda and Motohama behind without waiting for their reply.

Issei sighed as he was standing on a bridge nearby the shopping district; his body was propped on the railings as he just finished his can of soda.

So many weird things had happened as of late, and it all began from those damnable dreams. Those weird voices about aiming, shooting and all; the vision about dark tower with monsters fighting around it, not to mention about the chaos that ensued upon the tower's destruction.

Then, his gradually sharpening senses; even as he was thinking, he could tell more or less what happened around and below him with a single glance of his eyes. His eyes darted around to see a salary man talking through his cell-phone with his wife, a mother and her daughter talking about having beef-stew for dinner, even several students from different schools gossiping and talking about small stuff.

While it felt creepy for Issei to be capable of discerning these things, he found his newfound senses to be somewhat cool. This quirk he was having recently could be more useful than he thought. For example, Issei could sense someone was approaching him.

"U-um, excuse me!"

When Issei turned around to address the stranger, his eyes were laid upon an attractive young woman around the same age as him with long black hair down to her hips and violet eyes. Her attire consisted of a short black dress with a small, light purple jacket on top.

Oh, yes. The paranoia; Issei actually forgot about that one. Earlier at school, Issei was anxious when he ran into the school's number one beauty, who could be every man's ideal wet dreams. The anxiety when he encountered Rias Gremory was not out of nervousness, but out of cautious, as if the woman could have killed him at the moment's notice.

The young woman before him was giving a similar impression, albeit completely different – at the very least, the vibe Rias gave him earlier did not possess any malice, like dangerous, but not 'evil'. This girl, on the other hand, felt less dangerous, but Issei was more on edge when he looked her in the eye. "…Yes?" for the time being, Issei would do his best to appear amicable as he forced a smile.

"Um… my name is Amano Yuuma. Are you Hyoudou Issei?"

Issei blinked upon the woman – Yuuma's introduction and question. "…Yeah, I am."

Yuuma then flustered slightly. "Well… this might sound out of nowhere, but… I've been looking at you passing this bridge every day… Then, I've found myself keep looking forward to see you passing here around this hour…" she fidgeted for few more seconds before her eyes met his. "I… I came to fall for you! Will you please go out with me?"

Her face was adorable, her flustered expression as she said those words would surely steal any heart of men. However, Issei could not help but feel disgusted. To make his case worse, he did not even know why.

Everything about the woman named Amano Yuuma just screamed something wrong in his head. How could this be possible? A cute girl with a nice pair of jugs just confessed to him and wanted to be his (first) girlfriend. Why did he not like this development?

Issei closed his eyes to rationalise with his mind. Come to think of it, the situation was similar with the one with Rias Gremory. Seriously, a gorgeous woman just threw herself at him and his instinct told him to avoid her?

His instinct or whatever can go fuck off!

After swallowing a lump, and unconsciously squashed the empty can of soda in his hand as he forced himself, Issei managed to let those words out. "Yes, I'd love to!" Issei gave a triumphant smile. "Ha! There, I said it! Eat a dick, you dreams, nightmares, whatever you are in my head!"

"That's great!" Yuuma beamed a smile at the reply. "You are a student at Kuoh Academy, right? I'll see you there tomorrow after school!" she then quickly ran off while waving goodbye at Issei.

Issei only waved back while giving a goofy smile at his apparent-girlfriend. After Yuuma had vanished from his sight, Issei pumped up his fist in excitement. He got a girlfriend! Things were finally looking up! There would be no more dreams, nightmares, and visions; just a great date with his girlfriend, and if his luck was at peak, he might be able to score with her! The thought of her boobs was enough to make Issei's blood rushing up to his face.

He composed himself after realizing that he had been standing on the bridge long enough. He then looked at the garbage bin below him at the side-walk. The distance between his spot and the bin was roughly 10-20 meters; out of whim, he kept his eye at the mouth of the bin and and prepare to throw his can of drink.

I do not aim with my hand….

As if in a trance, Issei's eyes did not leave the sight of his target, at that point, he seemed to ignore everything around him.

…I do not shoot with my hand.

Isse had already swung his arm, releasing the empty can to the air, before he knew it. After soaring in the air for a couple of seconds, the can swiftly made its way inside the bin, much to Issei's amazement. He blinked at the target he just threw his trash into, and he stared at the arm he used to throw earlier. "What's with those words that flashed in my head earlier?"

Few seconds later, Issei shrugged and he simply brushed it off as his luck doing the work, then he proceeded to go home.

oXo

It was after school on the next day, and Issei was in good mood. He got himself a girlfriend, a cute one to add; and he was going to introduce (brag) his girlfriend to Motohama and Matsuda.

More over, the dreams he had last night was much less intense than the usual ones he had. There was still the vision about the gunman and incomprehensible words he spoke, but at least there were no disturbing visions about dark tower and monsters whatsoever. The part about the gunman was not that unpleasant to begin with.

By the way, Issei noted that his increased senses were still there, and he just learned that there were more people in his school that gave him similar bad vibes when he encountered Rias Gremory (he did not want to count his girlfriend because she was… well, his girlfriend).

Himejima Akeno, the next most popular girl in the school after Rias Gremory. She was a young woman with buxom figure, very long black hair in a long ponytail that reached her legs, and a pair of violet eyes. When Issei glanced at her, he noted that her boobs were actually even bigger than Rias, albeit by a small margin.

The next person was Toujou Koneko, a first-year student and the so-called school mascot. She was a petite girl with shoulder-length white hair and hazel eyes. She was often seen wearing a black cat-shaped hair clip on both sides of her hair. Much to Issei's disappointment, she was adorable, perfect type for lolicons, but then again, her quiet and stoic disposition made it a bit hard for others to approach her.

Seriously, why am I freaking out from good-looking girls?

Speaking of, the next person was not surprising for him; Kiba Yuuto – the most popular male in academy. With his pretty-boy looks, all girls in the academy were throwing themselves at him, making Issei saw the handsome as the bane for all male existence. Perhaps his instinct was not completely unfounded.

He noticed that the student council group also gave a similar vibe, but perhaps it was just him not like to get involved with figure of authorities.

And here he was, standing next to his girlfriend – Amano Yuuma, right before the gobsmacked Matsuda and Motohama. "So, this is Amano Yuuma, and she just became my girlfriend yesterday." Issei introduced the girl, who bowed lightly.

The two friends only stared wordlessly at Yuuma and Issei, and few seconds later, it was Matsuda who reacted first. "…Heh." His lips and eyes were twitching. "Okay, who is this?"

Amused by the reaction, Issei decided to play along. "This…" he gestured his hand to the girl next to him. "…Is my girlfriend, Amano Yuuma." Issei put an emphasis on the 'g' word.

"Okay…" it was Motohama's turn to reply, the guy took off his sunglasses and massaged the bridge of his nose. "Seriously, Ise. Dude, who the hell is this?"

This time, it was Yuuma who took the initiative. "My name is Amano Yuuma. I just confessed to Ise-kun yesterday and now is his girlfriend. It is nice to meet you." She introduced herself amicably.

It was another few seconds later that Matsuda and Motohama exploded with heavy gasps, and proceeded to throttle Issei.

"WHAT IN THE FUCK, ISE!? WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK!?"

"WE THOUGHT YOU ARE ONE OF US!? WHY, ISE!? WHYYY!?"

As the two bombarded Issei with abuse and questions, the latter saw Yuuma merely chuckled at the antics. Then, his instinct screamed at him again. That woman's smile was so fake, but he could not understand why and how either. However, he dispelled the thought soon enough.

"Okay, okay, that's enough you two!" Issei then brushed his friends away. "There you have it. You guys can go ahead without me, I got a girl to escort for today." Issei then smiled smugly as he took Yuuma away, whom bowed her head one more time at the dumbfounded duo before following her boyfriend.

As the couple walked, Yuuma then spoke up. "You know, Ise-kun. Going home together like this doesn't really count as a real date. So…" Yuuma then glanced her eyes at her boyfriend. "Let's have a real one."

At Yuuma's cute expression, Issei swallowed as he nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, that'd be great!"

"Awesome! Let's meet at the bridge where we met before on this Sunday! See you there!" Yuuma waved him goodbye with a happy smile, then she ran off.

Issei waved at her, then he sighed. "What the hell was that?" For a while, Issei's brain had been sending alarm, as if he had to get away from her in pronto. However – pumping his fist, Issei was more than determined that his paranoia was only in his head; he would make wonderful memories with Yuuma, and everything would go back to normal, perhaps even better with his girlfriend by his side.

"Alright…!" as Issei walked back to his house, he then remembered something. "…Come to think of it, what are we gonna do for the date?"

It was Sunday, and Issei was eagerly walking towards the meeting venue. As he walked across the shopping district, his senses picked up something – someone was approaching him.

He stopped and turned to see a young woman dressed in a bat costume holding a basket of what it seemed to be a leaflet. The said girl then smiled cordially before she handed one of her leaflets. "Please, take one."

Issei eyed the girl and the piece of paper offered to him. The paper held some kind of insignia written with red ink. He furrowed his eyebrows, as his instinct told him not to accept the paper. Some kind of scam, perhaps? At least the vibe Issei received from the cosplaying girl was not as bad as the ones he had encountered before.

"Thanks, but no thanks." Issei refused politely. "I have to go meet someone." He then hurriedly ran off.

"Please wait!" the girl tried to stop him, but Issei had already run away.

"I'm sorry about this!"

As Issei left the scene, he failed to hear the girl placed his hand over her ear, and she muttered in low voice. "…He refused."

oXo

It had been a great day for Issei. He got himself a date, he finally managed to say, 'It's okay, I just got here myself', when Yuuma apologized for coming late, despite had been waiting for half an hour, and he decided to take the first date to somewhere classic: a theme park.

The couple seemed to enjoy all of the attractions so far. They played various rides, bought and tried various sweets and treats. They then made a stop at a shooting game.

"Come, have a shot! Those who can shoot down all targets will win the prize!" the stall owner advertised as he showed the prizes that ranged from stuffed animals to some toys.

When Issei laid his eyes at the game, he was in trance again. Thankfully, it did not last long as Yuuma snapped him out. "Do you want to try that, Ise-kun?"

Issei blinked between Yuuma and the shooting game, then he nodded. "Uh… Yeah, sure."

They paid for a round, then they took their positions in front of the targets. Issei eyed his gun for a second. It was obviously a toy gun with bb bullets, nothing lethal, but the gun seemed to take after single-bolt rifle from World War I. He shrugged – it was just a toy gun in the end. The targets had been set to automatically move horizontally in a random pace in order to be challenging.

Yuuma took the first turn as she fired her gun clumsily – missing all the targets. "Whew, it's harder than it looks, don't you think so, Ise-kun?" she smiled sheepishly.

There it was, Issei held back a sigh as he could not understand why the back of his mind kept saying that Yuuma's attitude and behaviour were all fake. "What the fuck is wrong with me!?" it had been a fun date, his girlfriend was a great girl, like hell he would let his paranoia ruined everything!

Feeling agitated, Issei then chose focused on his turn to shoot the target, instead. He placed the rifle against his shoulder, took aim, and in a flash second, those words came to him again.

…I aim with my eye.

The world went silent from his surroundings, Issei then found the targets were moving considerably slower. He squeezed the trigger.

…I shoot with my mind.

The bystanders and spectators, stall-owner, and even Yuuma were surprised that Issei easily hit all the targets. Issei was snapped out of his reverie again at the collective sound of 'oh' coming from behind him.

"That was… pretty good!" Yuuma honestly a bit lost for words. Didn't see that one coming.

"Well, err… Yeah." Issei managed to crook a smile. "That's actually not as hard as it looks." He found himself wanting to show off for a bit.

Yuuma's smile turned slightly predatory for a second, before she reloaded her gun with the bullets provided for her. Then, she took aim and shot all the targets down with ease, not unlike Issei did.

Another collective sound of awe elicited from the crowd. However, Issei could not help but find Yuuma's shooting to be… crude, off. Then again, he was not a master marksman, thus he would not judge and simply clapped his hands in compliments.

The couple won a medium-sized stuffed animal from the shooting game, and after spending more time together in the theme park, the couple finally on their way back.

As the sun began to set that afternoon, Issei and Yuuma were walking side-by-side, with Yuuma hugging the stuffed animal they won from earlier, while her free hand was holding Issei's own, much to the latter's bliss.

"Say, Ise-kun…" Yuuma said. "Do you mind if we go to one more place? I have something to tell you."

Suddenly, Issei's instinct went haywire, screaming at him to end the date and go home. However, when Issei's eyes saw Yuuma's flustered face, her fidgeting body out of nervousness, and not to mention, her puppy-dog eyes, he easily ignored those warnings.

"Yeah, sure thing." He said with a smile.

Yuuma only smiled happily in return, and soon the couple found themselves at the park with a fountain at the middle of it. If Issei had to be honest, he would say that the entire place was a perfect setting to end the date in wonderful note. He could not help but feel excited, curious of what his girlfriend wanted to say to him. His mind had already imagined several scenarios, like sharing their first kiss, and if luck and love deity were on his side, perhaps they would have their first night together as well. The thought alone was more than enough for Issei to fight the urge to giggle like a creep.

When they approached the fountain, Yuuma moved ahead until she stopped in front of the fountain and turned to face her boyfriend. If anything, Issei had to admit that the sunset in the background only enhanced Yuuma's charm as he spoke.

"You know, Ise-kun…" Yuuma said bashfully. "I wanted to go to this place because I want to ask something from you. Would you mind?"

Issei swallowed another lump as his heart began to race. Could this be the moment? The moment where he took the first step towards adulthood?

"…Of course not. What is it, Yuuma-chan?"

However, at the same time, the alarm on Issei's mind also went even wilder. Then again, the thought of his girlfriend – her boobs, to be precise, made Issei willing to stay and hear her out.

Yuuma smiled a bit wider and she stepped closer towards Issei. Once she was in range, Issei's eyes widened when Yuuma's look became… cruel, the complete opposite of the one she had been wearing during the entire date.

"…Would you die for me?" she said with a smirk.

"Err…" Issei was not sure of what happened. However, his heart was racing even faster, not out of nervousness, but out of fear. "…Sorry, seems I misheard. Care to repeat that?" Issei said as he picked his ear with his finger.

Yuuma only giggled and she stepped back. "I said, would you die for me?"

She dropped her stuffed animal, and she transformed right before Issei's eyes. Her clothes disappeared in a flash of light, leaving her stark-naked for a second before she was layered with black leathery clothes that barely covered her figure – kind of similar to the outfit Issei saw in one of his bdsm porn. Her visage also changed, gone the expression of an innocent teenage girl, Yuuma's appearance was now a reminiscence of an adult woman as her body grew taller.

However, the most defining new trait was a pair of black wings – crow wings. Issei's eyes widened as he remembered those wings from his dreams.

"Y-Yuuma-chan…?" Issei could not believe his eyes. His girlfriend just transformed from an innocent-looking young girl into some… femme fatal with black wings.

"Sorry about keeping quiet about this, Ise-kun." The black-winged creature, 'Yuuma', apologized, but her tone did not sound apologetic at all. "But if it's any consolation, you did surprise me in a good way when we're at that shooting game." she then glanced at her discarded toy prize before returning her gaze at Issei. "I guess you're not as boring as I thought. But nevertheless, that doesn't change that you are a threat to us, so I have to take you out."

When 'Yuuma' conjured what appeared to be a spear made of light, Issei's body tensed.

SURVIVE!

In other circumstances, he might have been frozen in fear and denial, however, when the girl in black pulled her arm back, prepared to throw her spear, Issei had already moved – jumped away and rolled to the side.

"GAH!" Issei cried in pain as the spear of light grazed his leg. It hurt like hell, but the damage was not bad enough to hinder his movements.

MOVE!

Without further ado, Issei quickly made a run towards the trees nearby. 'Yuuma' blinked that her target managed to dodge death, it was something she did not see coming as well.

"Heh, so you are not as dumb as you let out." she remarked. It was not like it would safe him, but running into trees would make it harder for her to spot him. She had to give him that one. 'Yuuma' then looked up; she had deployed a bounded field prior to prevent any interloper, so she had time to finish the job. "Besides… A little more game won't hurt, will it?" she smirked as she licked her lips deviously.

Issei was breathing heavily as he was sitting against a tree. "No way, no way, no way, no way, NO FUCKING WAY!" he thought repeatedly. What just happened? He was having a great time earlier, then suddenly everything went down to this. What did he do wrong? Why did she want to kill him? Have they met somewhere before and she had been holding a grudge? Why did she deem him as a threat? He was just a normal, hormonal high-school student! What did he do to deserve this kind of treatment!?

Issei then took a deep breath. Currently, his top priority was to escape and shake her off. However, how? The cover provided by the trees would not protect him forever. Now that he thought about it again, how did he come up with his idea of running into trees? Issei expected himself to freeze in fear, or at least just turn tail and let his back exposed.

"It doesn't matter…" Issei took another breath to calm himself. Now that he managed to survive for the time being, he had to come up with something fast.

Then, a tree next to him exploded, revealing the spear that almost killed him earlier before disappearing into mots of light. Issei peeked from his hiding spot, and he saw Yuuma was floating, another spear of light in her hand.

"Oh, Ise-kun? Where might you be~?" the girl asked in a sing-song voice. "Geez, it's rude to bail on a girl when she asked you something important, you know?"

Issei resisted the urge to gag in disgust, but making any sort of noise would only alert her of his position. As he remained in his spot, the black angel proceeded to throw her spears, one after another at random trees.

Issei could only brace himself as the trees around him was destroyed one by one. "Ahahaha~" Yuuma laughed jovially. "Doesn't this remind us of that shooting game earlier? I guess this is the time we settle the score, don't you think?"

Issei gritted his teeth. She took this as a game? However, Issei suddenly found that the black angel was aiming at the tree where he was hiding. Either it was her luck or she found out his location, Issei only had one course of action. However, by that moment, she had already thrown her spear.

Would he die here? Issei thought as time seemed to slow down. As he was facing death, surge of past and memories gushed into his mind. The dreams about the dark tower, and the dreams about the gunman. Would he die just like this? Die without knowing what those dreams were? Dying leaving his mother and father behind? And most importantly, dying without losing his virginity?

"LIKE HELL I'M GONNA KICK A BUCKET HERE! I WANT TO LIVE!"

[DRAGON BOOSTER!]

As Issei screamed his wish, his will, he suddenly felt his left hand as if it was on fire. The black angel also noticed the sudden spike of power as Issei's left arm was enveloped by a red light.

[Boost!]

Issei suddenly bolted out from his hiding spot, avoiding being skewered and exploded in the nick of time. At the same time, he noticed his body felt lighter, faster, and stronger. On his left arm, he saw the said limb was covered by a red gauntlet adorned with some yellow spike, and a green jewel was embedded on the back of his hand.

Yuuma narrowed her eyes at the development, as Issei rolled on the ground to soften his fall. "…So your fear of death was able to awaken your Sacred Gear. I guess I've taken this far enough. I know you are a threat since the beginning!"

She then proceeded to bombard Issei with her spears of light, and with his newly enhanced body, Issei began to run, avoiding the black angel's onslaught by hair's breadth.

BOOM!

It was few minutes later of cat and mouse game, and Issei jumped away from another explosion into another tree. At this moment, the trees in the park had been set ablaze, fire was now everywhere around him. Issei breathed and looked around frantically; in the midst of running and dodging, he had lost his sense of direction, and the flames made it difficult for him to know his way out of the park.

"You know, Ise-kun…" Issei then heard Yuuma's voice. He did not need to look to know that the black angel was making her way towards his hiding spot. "I have to say that you put a lot more fight than I expected. This turned out to be kind of fun."

Issei gritted his teeth, and at the corner of his eyes, he spotted the stuffed animal he had given her earlier. Tears began to well up in his eyes as his emotion spiked up. "YUUMA!"

The black angel stopped on her tracks when her ex-boyfriend screamed her name – if it was her real name. "Why!? Why did you have to do this?!"

It might sounded like Issei was desperate, but on his defence, Issei would use whatever he had to prolong his life as much as he could.

"I told you, didn't I?" Yuuma scoffed. "You are a threat to us, and the thing on your left arm is a proof I need."

Issei turned to see the red gauntlet that was covering his left arm. He had no idea of what it was, but the damned thing was the whole reason of his current situation. Yet at the same time, whatever the thing was capable of doing, had allowed him to survive this far.

"But still!" Clenching his hands into fists, Issei then spoke again. "Why would you bother to approach me like that!? You could've just taken me out without deliberately getting close to me!"

"It's just a part of investigation." Yuuma simply replied, folding her arms under her sizeable breasts. "…And it's kind of fun to see you trying your hardest to impress me. I actually don't know if I felt pitiful or amused by your actions."

"Then… all of those time… That meant nothing…?" Issei's voice began to tremble.

"Please, you only realized now?" Yuuma mocked in return. "Think about it; do you really think that a girl could possibly fall for you just by watching you? That's just a wishful thinking, considering if there's any girl that could come to like a loser like you. I thought you know better than this, Ise-kun."

Tears finally rolled down on his cheek, as Issei clenched his fists even tighter. It was too late for him to wish that everything had been just a nasty dream. "So, that's it…?" he thought with gritted teeth. "She got close to me, so she could revel in my misery?"

Issei's lips then twitched into self-depreciating smile. "…I guess I had it coming. There's no way a pervert like me can get a girl like her…" Then his anger returned. Even if he acknowledged that he somewhat deserved what had come for him, he could not accept Yuuma trampling on his feelings. After all, he did truly like her.

[Boost!]

At the same time as the voice came out from the gauntlet, Issei felt a pulse running through his body.

"Enough is enough." Yuuma then prepared another spear, intending to launch a finishing blow. "I don't have all night here, after all."

Time became painfully slow around him. As if in clarity, Issei suddenly saw images in his mind – again.

It was a part of his dreams, a dream where he was spending time with a man wielding a gun. The man fired, and all his rounds hit his targets. When the gunman turned to him, he bowed down so his eyes were on the same level as Issei, and the latter felt the former's strong, yet soft hand caressing his hair…

Like a father would do to his son.

The gunman's face became a bit clearer as seconds passed, as well as the man's words to him. He finally realized the face of the gunman.

It was my father all along.

Issei clenched his jaw, as his mind became clearer, his heart-beat became slower and calmer, as he remembered every word that his father wanted to say to him; the things that his father told him to never forget.

I do not aim with my hand.

Issei entered another trance, and as Yuuma raised her spear in ready, he recited his father's words. "…He who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father. I aim with my eye."

Issei then peeked out from his hiding spot, his eyes honing at his ex-girlfriend. The black angel thought that the victory was hers; that was something Issei could exploit.

I do not shoot with my hand.

[EXPLOSION!]

Issei suddenly felt a sudden surge of power from inside him. The power then flowed and concentrated in his left hand. The surge of power also caught Yuuma off-guard, as she froze for a second, before she snarled and became more determined to finish Issei once and for all.

Nevertheless, Issei became more focused as he continued his reciting.

"…He who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father. I shoot with my mind."

As the black angel hurled her spear at the target, Issei had moved. Jumping out from behind the tree, Issei unexpectedly ran towards the direction of Yuuma, he ran and bent his body backward, allowing his body to fall and skid on the ground, barely enough to avoid the spear from impaling him. The woman was caught off-guard with her target's sudden burst of agility, and much to her dread, she sensed power was concentrated at his left hand.

I do not kill with my gun.

"…He who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father."

As he recalling his father's words, Issei pointed his left hand at his target; the said target widened her eyes in horror, as she wanted to fly away. Alas, it was too late for her, as Issei's assault had close the distance far too close for Yuuma's favour.

The last thing that Yuuma remembered was Issei screaming some words as the light on his left palm got brighter towards her. That moment, she knew that she had heard those words somewhere, as her vision went white.

I KILL WITH MY HEART.

Whew, I've done it now! Truthfully speaking, I just happened to watch the Dark Tower movie, got attracted by the concept, did a bit research about the story, then I came up with this story. On that note, I have yet to read the books.

Thus, I cannot say anything for certain if I can carry on with this story, due to reasons: my life, my One-Punch DxD, and my understanding of Dark Tower series.

Overall, what do you guys think? Put your thoughts in the review, and no flames! Constructive reviews are accepted. Ahsoei, over and out.