Intro note- So first of all thank you to Defalt for my first positive review, and to all of you who are faving and following. i was honestly and truly skeptical of my skills but now i feel like i can take this challenge head on with confidence!

Also, a note on Kumonji's appearance, since i only skimped over it: His head is shaved on the sides and long on the top like Elliot in Mr Robot but his red hair is grown out on top and gelled to a point, making his head look like a red rhino. his skin is mid-tan like Matsuda, and stands above most everyone in his class at 5'10. also if anyone is afraid of the SI/OC being OP, i swear to keep the balance. everyone grows, but with growth comes growing pains

on to the good stuff!

I do not own DxD. *sigh* if only I did..

Chapter 2- I'm Dead?!

Kumonji woke up and immediately regretted it. One look at his phone and the watch on his wrist and he knew it was just going to be a bad day. A lot of people think Monday is the worst day of the week, but they were all wrong. Monday is the start of a new week, Tuesday is when everyone hits their stride, Wednesday is the halfway mark, and Friday is the start of the weekend. No my friends, the worst day of the week in Kumonji's opinion was the dreaded Thursday. As he rolled out of bed and dressed in his warmup suit Cloud thought about all of the things wrong with Thursdays, chief among them being that it was the teaser to Friday but not as benchmark as Wednesday. Shirt, pants, socks, shoes, backpack.. wave hello to little sis as she starts making breakfast. Cloud's daily routine was to be up before dawn and jog, just enough to get the heart pumping and keep up endurance, which usually landed him at the gates of Kuoh Academy just as they opened. Deciding he had a little time before first lessons he popped in for a little light weightlifting as the gym teacher opened up and set everything out, while keeping an eye on the early bird of course.

All through the shower Cloud couldn't shake the feeling that today was going to be a particularly bad Thursday, but decided it was just his stupid superstitions playing tricks on him. Showered, shaved, hair gelled up in its usual 'pointed-straight-ahead' buzzcut and looking better than he felt he headed off to class.

"Tokumatsu would you please read the next Psalm in English?"

"Sure. 'The Lord is my shepherd- I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures, He leadeth me beside the still waters, He restoreth my soul, He leadeth me in the paths of the righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I shall fear no evil for thou art with me- thy rod and thy staff they comfort me."

"Very good, now who would like to take the next phrase?" Mr. Sid called out others to read and practice english, but for whatever reason only Cloud had it mastered without trying. It almost came natural to him, so he didnt question it or really care for that matter. Looking over at Issei he could tell the only thing the perv had on his mind was his new girlfriend Yuuma whom he introduced to all his friends outside the school just before first bell. Suffice to say, even Cloud was stunned that she had asked Issei of all people out, and tomorrow after school no less. 'The world moves in mysterious ways I suppose..'

At the end of the day Cloud decided he would head into the main part of the city to do some shopping. The latest edition of his favorite comic book was out, and the new action thriller from America too. 'It would be a nice relaxing weekend, just unwind before the festivals start up' he thought.

"Here take one 'kay? ^u^ it'll make all your dreams come true~!" A cute girl with brown hair in a red dress and long bangs stands before him, having interrupted his train of thought with a single flyer. She politely shakes the page again and out of instinct he carefully takes it from her.

"er.. Yeah of course! Sorry you just caught me off guard. 'All my wishes will come true' huh? sweet, thanks!" Cloud looks it over, it appears to be fairly normal so he neatly folds it in half and pushes it into his pocket as he keeps walking the next couple blocks. "ah! Damn papercut.." Shaking his hand he gingerly sucks the immediate blood off the tip of his thumb, resigning to deal with it later as he cuts across the street and down an alley to get to the mall quicker.

'Well, all things considered, it could be worse. I guess Thursdays aren't all so bad."

Out of the shadows a man who had followed Cloud since he took the flyer makes his presence known by drawing a rather large knife.

"Hey pal, just put that damned thing away. I'm still a student so I'm broke as hell and if you think I'm just handing over my bank card you can shove it." Cloud turns to face him, but the only obvious thing about the man is his ridiculous platinum hair. In no time at all Cloud has his own knife kept in his front pocket out and flipped open. "Don't fuck with me man, I told you back off."

"Aww the poor thing wants to live. Sorry Devil scum, Freed doesn't take prisoners." The man known as Freed reaches in his coat and at that moment the last thought that Kumonji can think before the silver barrel of a pistol comes out is how he really freaking hates Thursdays.

What takes seconds feels like hours. The gun is cocked, Kumonji ducks the first shot by inches and turns to run. The second round nails his left shoulder and throws him into a crate. The third one doesn't even feel like anything, he's already numb all over. The man called Freed calmly turns and walks away, leaving the helpless young man clutching the bullet wound in his chest.

'Thick and red.. smells like iron. I'm so heavy, does this mean that I'm.. dy.. ing?' The light gets a little darker, his eyes start to close. With the last bit of breath he swears and lets his left arm fall, ruffling the blooded corner of paper in his half lidded fading eyes the redhead sees a glimmer of light and the world goes cold and black.

~~~~ End Chapter 2- I'm Dead?!

A/N: Omg Freed you bastard! oh well, i have a feeling that revenge will be sweet and mint-flavored. and cold.

Thank you all for reading and remember Reviews make me a better author/artist/whatever it is you call this! ^^ peace n hair grease!