[AN]: Brief note: I'd like to thank "TheLastNanaya" for informing me of Kiba's gender-bender name. So, I'll be referring Fem!Kiba as Yumi.
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Silver Swordsman
Chapter 2 : Teaching the Pawn
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The bells of Kuoh Academy chimed for the last time for the day. The second-year class that Gintoki had just taught began packing up as they chatted with their friends. Hyoudou Issei rested his head against the desk as contemplated on what happened yesterday.
He was certain of something, he knew the events that happened yesterday were real. He held back the contents that threatened to leak out his mouth when he thought about the "girl" he dated yesterday transformed into a dude. 'Dammit! Why the hell did "she" turned out to be a "he"?' His tears comically streamed down his face. 'If he was going to spear me, why couldn't he just stayed as a girl! I could've lived without groping a man you know?!'
He used his hands to mess with his hair, brushing them front to back in a rapid motion. Issei's transgender date had seemed to be the most frustrating thing, among others, that resulted of last night. One silent sigh later, he decided to suppress and lock away the memory of his date's transformation and put all his focus on her female appearance. Every time he would recall those memories, he would cut the man out and paste the cute girl he had dated in his place.
Ignorance was bliss, right? And it would certainly would stop his mind from shattering into thousands of pieces.
He thought of the pain that he felt, both emotional and physical, when his date speared him in the gut.
The brunette shivered at that and brought one of his hands to feel his abdominal area. After blacking out from the intense pain, he woke up the next day with his body wrapped in bandages. He felt some pain on contact, his touch brought him a brief sting before subsiding. It confused him a whole lot that being gutted alive didn't kill him and it made him very paranoid. Every sudden sound he heard sent him jerking his body left and right, and for some reason he felt weird under the sun like it's brightness was making him slightly more sluggish.
Issei's day worsened when his two friends didn't seem to remember the girl he dated after he explained yesterday's events to them. They even thought he was delusional and was in the process of self destruction. 'Some friends they are,' the brunette muttered in his head. They could have said it in a nicer way, even if they didn't really care. 'Damn assholes.'
Standing his head up with one arm, Issei looked in no particular direction and thought about what he should do. He was exposed to something supernatural, something out of fiction, and experienced first handedly. Immediately, he wanted to forget about it, he wanted to cut it out of his life - just like how he was able to easily cut his date transforming into a man from his mind.
While that seemed to the most appealing choice to go with, that would lead to him having unanswered questions.
That made him feel uneasy.
He wanted to know who… 'When I was dating her, she called herself Yuuma, but then she switched names… Dohnaseek is what "she" called herself. Too manly… leeeeets caaaaaaall heeeeer… Dohna!'
He wanted to know what Dohna was. She grew what looked like crow wings and she used a spear of light to gut him. What creature had the ability to do that?
Then there was the fact that he was still alive. Damaged, but still breathing, though a gaping hole in your stomach should have killed him within the minute. Did he have some kind of hidden power? Remembering more, she did mention something about being given a Sacred-something and that he was dangerous. 'Uwaaa! What kind of power do I have? Did I accidentally eat a Devil Fruit? That apple I ate last week did taste bitter… am I a rubber man now?'
After a few widely thoughts about what his powers were, he finally came to the last question in his mind:
Who was that girl with crimson hair?
That time, when Issei was in the process of bleeding out, his vision was consumed by neon red and a girl with a sea of crimson hair came into his vision. Of course, his sight was blurry at best - him being near death and all.
Issei sighed yet again.
He really needed advice advice right now. But who could he go to?
Thunk!
"Ah!" Issei rubbed his head, nursing the newly gained bump after being hit with what felt like a book. The brunette looked up to his side and the the bored face of his teacher, a lollipop hanging out the side of his mouth.
This man, Sakata Gintoki, his Human Anatomy teacher and one of the most eccentric being he had ever met, was literally the only teacher that did not look down on him. But then again, the silver-blue haired man looked like one of those guy who just came to work for a paycheck and nothing else.
"What's this?" Gintoki asked in a surprised tone while maintaining his dead-to-the-world look. Pretty impressive if you asked any student. "You haven't made any perverted remarks all class and I noticed the lack of ero books in your bag. Something wrong or are did you realize that you secretly bat for the other team?"
"Actually, I-" He stopped mid-sentence as his teacher's sentence was finished being sorted out. "How do you know what's in my bag?" Another thought came to him. "Oi. Are you the one who has been stealing my porn magazines?" Issei said while pointing a finger at the man, quite noticeably his nose. "Just because I bring more than 20 doesn't mean I'll leave one unchecked! I demand my treasure back!"
The reason there was a lack of squealing and hate words was because Gintoki and him were the only ones left inside the classroom.
"Don't go changing the subject of your own accord." Lazily sweeping the accusing finger from his nose, the teacher turned towards the exit and began to walk towards it. "Oh, right. Come with me," he said all of a sudden as he stopped under the doorway and looked at the still sitting.
"Why?"
"You know the Occult Research club right?"
"Of course!" he proclaimed happily. It was filled with so many beautiful woman that it was so unreal.
Gintoki's Harem as dubbed by the Manga club.
The pairing of Gintoki, the sole male and advisor of the club, and the members of the Occult Research club, who all just happened to be female.
Issei couldn't help but feel jealousy and respect towards him. 'Guh! That lucky bastard! He isn't even handsome and he still has a harem! Are you angry at me god?' "-ah!" A brief, but powerful shock impacted against his brown haired head. His head snapped all around him, hopelessly looking for his source of pain before he gazed into the sky. 'I guess I'll take that as a yes.' Issei went back to facing his teacher. "What does the Occult Research club want with me?"
"Eh? Oh, um… Rias actually wants you to join," Gintoki truthfully said. It's not like there was any point of hiding it. "So, you coming or what?"
"H-H-Haiiii!" Issei scrambled out of his seat and quickly rushed out the door as he followed the man who was leading him to what many of Kuoh Academy's males claimed to be nirvana.
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"Aa~h." A girl with crimson red hair produced a pleasurable moan as the warm water bathed her creamy skin. With the water showering over her head, she used her delicate hands to smooth down her damp hair down to her under-knee, which was fairly long considering she stood at a height of 5 feet and 8 inches. Being at the age of 18, her body enchanting. She lathered soap onto a clean white rag and used it to clean her body.
The redhead's hand scrubbed all around her neck and swiped a bit behind the ears before her rag came down over her busty chest - definitely over an F-cup probably even bigger. The cloth began to spread the soapy substance around her breasts before she enveloped her pink teat. They were quite hard at the moment, so she used the one ragged-hand to tweak her nipple. The beauty then moved on to her other pink bud. Her sweet delectable moans mixed in with the sound of water rapidly falling.
The redhead resumed her rag's travel as it began to traverse down her slim waist. Her stomach was flat, though not toned, but that did little it deter her sexiness. She began to bend over, her hand and rag running down her voluptuous body. Her wet hair stuck to her body, only her two long bangs that framed her face loosely swayed and one thin strand of hair dangled between her blue-green eyes. She continued scrubbing her skin, she cleaned her thighs and smoothly roamed between her plump ass.
"Having fun in there, are we now, Rias?" the redhead heard the playful sound of her best friend Akeno as she finished running the rag all around her body. She could see her silhouette through the shower curtains, standing attentively with a straight back and a towel hanging off her arm.
"Why, I don't know what you mean, Akeno?" She feigned ignorance with a gentle smile as the water began to wash the soap off her form. "Whatever wrong could I be doing inside the shower?"
"Who knows? Maybe you were thinking about being intimate with a certain servant of yours with silvery hair and a cute butt? The name is on the tip of my tongue here…" Akeno purposely ended the sentence open, enjoying her time of teasing Rias.
The redhead sighed as she massaged her scalp with the tip of her ringers. "For the last time Akeno, I do not have a crush on Gintoki-sensei. Even if he is from another universe, he came from Edo, Japan, and you know how curious I am about Japanese culture. Besides, I think it is truly interesting to learn about a samurai from another world."
"Ufufufufu," the raven haired girl chuckled in amusement after hearing her best friend reply. "I was referring to Koneko-chan, but I understand if you were thinking of Gin-sensei, instead. I would too if I was in the shower."
Both of the girls laughed at Akeno's joke.
Feeling clean enough, Rias grabbed the "cold" and "hot" water nozzles and turned them clockwise, successfully shutting off the water that rained over her. Using her right hand to slide the shower curtain out of the way, she was handed a white towel by her attendee which she used to quickly dry off her body. Her hair was thick with volume while long at the same time.
The buxom redhead handed her friend the used towel to put in the hamper before she slipped into white lace panties and white lace demi-bra that left much of her cleavage exposed. Akeno then walked by her side with the Kuoh Academy uniform in hand. Taking the clothing from her, the red haired maiden clothed herself piece by piece, until she was fully dressed.
Rias walked through the bathroom door with Akeno following close behind, they entered the room that served as the Occult Research club's main room. Although the whole building belonged to them, the Club President only used the one unless necessary.
The room was large and spacious, it's room wood-paneled with Victorian-style chairs along it and two velvet couches faced each other in the middle of the room, between the Club President's desk and the hallway door. The whole room was dimly lit by candles that were placed throughout the room.
Situating herself on her chair behind the wooden desk, Akeno stood to her right, her back and head undeviating as the air around her was aware and diligent. With her arms lapped against one another, resting on the hardwood desk, she looked to the other two members that sat patiently on the couches.
Sitting down on one of the velvet-stitched furniture, Koneko munched on a chocolate bar. The way she ate gave her the resemblance of a squirrel eating a nut - her two small hands holding up the sweet to her mouth with her cheeks puffed out as she munched slowly, savoring it's flavor. Other than that, her body was still and inexpressive as a porcelain doll.
On the couch opposite to the first year was another girl who sat as still as Koneko, but with a brightening smile. Her she was 17 of age, her height the same as Rias - 5 feet and 8 inches. Her flowing blonde hair stretched to her mid-back, while her hair loosely swayed over her eyes and bangs framed down to her jaw. She had grey-ish blue eyes with a small beauty mark under her left eye.
Her body was beautiful - not too small like Koneko, yet not as voluptuous as Rias or Akeno - as her body was outlined with curves with creamy skin. Her chest was full and ample, probably fitted into a D-cup. Like the other three girls in the room, she wore the Kuoh Academy uniform with white knee socks and brown slip-on shoes. The blonde comfortably sat with both of her hands resting on her lap, she minding her own business as waited for Gintoki and the new Pawn.
Those two were Rias' Rook and Knight respectively.
Every one of her members had a story behind them, each one covered in scars and sadness that time could only scarcely heal. She hated that - being unable to mend their wounds that affected them even till this day. There have been a few time in the past where she attempted to help them overcome their internal conflict, but failed each and every time. Unfortunately, she wasn't born a good problem solver - try as she might.
The only thing Rias could do was help them ease it ever-so slightly by providing them with comfort and by steering their thoughts away from the past and on the present, where she could give them the love and the affability they deserved. That was what the redhead was good at, so she would continue to do so.
Rias brought looked towards the door, foot steps kept growing louder and louder along with two male voices behind the door. The golden door knob turned before the heavy door creaked open, allowing a two bodies to enter - a teacher with a natural perm and a messy haired student.
"Uwaaa!' Issei whispered in surprise. He looked at almost every object around the room as he leaned a bit towards the teacher on his left, rising one hand to the edge of his mouth, and said in a hushed tone, "Sakata-sensei, this room's really creepy. Like, from those old vampire movies when they were actually scary." The brunette's eyes then caught the figures of the two girls on the couch. "That's Toujou Koneko, Kiba Yumi - the Kuoh's Mascot and Kuoh's Princess!" he muttered with amazement. "To think that I'd be in a club with them… nghh… to think that I get to be spend the rest of my school life in here…" He did the best to hold down his voice as it threatened to blow out in joy.
Without even looking the pervert's way, Gintoki's head facing the front, he whispered, "Calm down you hormone-infested monkey. I don't wanna have to castrate you for swinging your penis out and about every time you get aroused. I'll warn you now, I don't have utensils, but I do have an iron grip and one helluva swing, so behave yourself." Issei rapidly nodded in response. 'Geez. Sometimes I wonder if you're worse than that gorilla back home.'
"Hyoudou Issei," Rias called out, instantly getting the brunette's attention. "I am the President of the Occult Research club. Welcome." She unfolded her arms only for them to fall back on the desk, but this time her hands were entwined with each other. "Please, take a seat. Also, would you like some tea?"
"Uh… yes. I would like some tea, if it isn't that much trouble," he politely responded while scratching the back of his head in nervousness. Akeno briefly detached herself from the redhead's side and poured tea in a cup, then served it to Issei before slipping back to her Club President's side.
Gintoki sat in the middle of the blonde's couch, with the blonde sitting to his left with a notable bigger smile. Issei weighed his options and chose to occupy the space next to the school's Mascot, seeing it better to sit to a cute girl than his weird health teacher. Though, the moment he sat next to her, the white haired girl slipped out of her seat and walked around the coffee table to sit next to Gintoki. Everyone stared at her for an explanation.
"…I hate perverts," she said softly before she resumed to eat her chocolate bar at a slow, but enjoyable pace.
Everyone sweat dropped at her response, except Issei, who seemed to quietly cry to himself, definitely hurting from Koneko's verbal jab and the fact that he was already on her bad side.
"Well, then, before we start, I believe introductions are in order. I'll go first," she offered with a smile… a business smile that everyone except Issei noticed. "I am Rias Gremory, a Third-Year student," she said, noticing that she addressed herself by her given name first, but gave no other thought to it.
Then, the ravenette spoke, "I am Himejima Akeno. I, too, am a Third-Year student and I am the the Occult Research Club's Vice President."
Koneko stopped nibbling on the sweet for a moment… "First-Year, Toujou Koneko." She gave a moderate bow and gave her attention back to her snack.
"Hello," the blonde said with a smile. "My name is Kiba Yumi and I'm a Second-Year like you."
There was a brief silence as all eyes were on the silver-blue haired teacher, who was using his pinky to dig through his nose, not giving the crowed any attention what-so-ever.
"Ahem. Sensei… if you do not mind, why don't you introduce yourself?" Rias asked with a twitch of her muscle.
Gintoki tilted his head towards her, his finger still in it's activity and asked lazily. "Ehhhh? Why? I taught pretty much everyone here about about health, I even offered myself as an example of a male's body, but they all said 'nooooooo' …damn spoiled brats," he said while muttering that last sentence to himself. The look on Rias' face scared him a bit, and he remembered that she was supposed to punish him accordingly to her brother's order. "A-Ahem. I am Sakata Gintoki, the Health teacher and this club's Advisor."
With the members of the Occult Research Club all named, the brunette introduced himself. "I'm Hyoudou Issei, Second-Year student."
"Good." Rias clapped her hands together. "Now that introductions are out of the way, tell me Issei, what do you know about the supernatural?"
"Huh?" A questioning look came upon his face. "You mean like ghosts and monsters?" His voice was shaky, but at the same time filled with disbelief. He didn't know whether to be scared at the thought of those actually existing, or the fact that Rias asked that question with conviction.
"No, like Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy," a sarcastic reply came from the only teacher in the room as he leaned in his seat while staring at the ceiling in disinterest.
"Not quite, Issei." A tick mark appeared on the Club President's forehead, obviously un-amused at his sarcastic comment. But then she smiled. She knew exactly how to cope with this. "Oh, how wonderful. It seems like Gintoki-sensei would like to help us demonstrate the definition of supernatural."
Gintoki's eyes slightly twitched upwards with his head slightly facing the redhead's way. "Eh?"
"Akeno, if you may, please demonstrate to Issei what we mean by supernatural."
The Club Vice President already knew what her King wanted of her, so with a small smile, she raised a single hand that started to sparkle yellow. "If you say so, Buchou." With a simple flick of her wrist, a small bolt shot itself towards the teacher and he was instantly crisped by it as dark marked appeared all around his body along with his now puffy hair.
Gintoki coughed a single black puff out before he stared at both Rias and Akeno, his eyes half lidded like always. "Oh, no. Why stop with lightning? You might as well burn me with fire and freeze me with ice," he mocked. His lips then soured when he saw Rias frown a bit as she contemplated.
"As much fun as that sounds," she began. Rias smirked when she noticed the natural-perm teacher shriuk into the couch and between Koneko and Yumi. "But, we have business to do." Then her eyes, along with the rest of the Occult Research Club, focused on Issei, who was in a shocked state, with his mouth opening and closing, unable to formulate a sentence.
"I can handle this," Gintoki stated as he rummaged his lab coat pocket with a hand. "Found it." He took out a porn magazine from his pocket and waved it in front of the stunned brunette. "Look-y, look-y, I've got your porn Hyoudou-kun~." His voice was teasing as he smirked in confidence that his student would respond to him.
"Ah! I knew it!" Issei was snapped out of his stupor and snatched his beloved treasure from the man's hands, glaring at him as he did. "I can't believed I blamed Matsuda and Motohama of stealing them when it was you all along!" Thus began the water work, with his one hand clutching onto the magazine and the other drying his eyes, he wailed.
"What an unusual way to coax a person," Rias commented. "If only Gintoki-sensei was just as simple."
"Ufufufufu, such an energetic boy he is… if only Gin-sensei could be the same way." Akeno ended that sentence with a sigh right before she gave a wink to the teacher.
Koneko responded in a familiar monotone fashion. "…die pervert."
"Well… he's certainly passionate… I think." Yumi remarked with a sweatdrop, not really used to encountering people as weird as him.
"Well then Issei," Rias began. Issei stopped bawling and focused his attention back to the Club President while slipping his porn magazine into his bag. "Perhaps what Akeno demonstrated did not give you a clear image of what I mean by supernatural-" Gintoki took a moment to glare at her, his pain now for naught. "-so, I'll give you a better one." She stood up from her chair, her back straight in a dignified manner and a pair of bat-like wings shot out of her back. "We, the members of the Occult Research Club are Devils," Rias proclaimed with the other members followed in her lead.
Once again in a state of shock, however Issei didn't freeze up like he did earlier. His mouth just gaped in astonishment while his eyes became wide eyed, though he noticed that his expression of fright was limited to his face. His body did not tense nor did he shake, his body did not react like someone normally would when faced with something incomprehensible, instead he felt mostly calm besides the slight increase of his heartbeat.
A small "eh?" was all the brunette could let out. "W-Wait wait… so, supernatural like Angels and Demons? Mythology kind of supernatural?" he question with wide eyes and a puzzled face. Then, a lightbulb lit up inside that hollow head of his. "Ah!" He leaned over in eagerness as he faced Rias. "Does that mean succubus exist?" She nodded causing Issei to fall on his knees and bow - arms and face touching the floor - and pleaded, "PleasepleasePLEASE tell me how to find one! One with big breasts for the ultimate pleasure of paizuriiii!"
"May I kill him, Buchou?" Koneko asked in a soft yet venomous tone as she glared at the perverted student who was still bowing on the floor. "His kind won't be missed." She was finished with her chocolate already, so she had no problem smacking her right fist into her left palm, ready to inflict some pain.
Rias rubbed her chin with her right hand as she contemplated the First-Year's suggestion. "As tempting as that is…" Then her hand fell back down to the desk and as they entwined themselves by the fingers once more. "We mustn't. A second near-death would be unpleasant to experience. Now if you wouldn't mind, can we get back to business, Issei?"
"Y-Yeah." The brunette pushed off the ground, rising to a stand before he dusted himself and sat back on the couch. He then raised an unsteady hand and asked, "U-Um, if you don't mind… can you tell me after?"
"Akeno."
ZAP!
"You were saying, Issei?" Rias asked with an innocent smile as she looked to the boy who, burnt black to a crisp and frazzled hair, looked much worse than Gintoki. She already had trouble working with her male Knight's lethargic and unmotivated attitude and she really did not need another one.
"N-No. I'm done," The boy's voice was hoarse and every time he breathed out, a black puff would follow.
"Good. Now let me first explain our world."
"Wait wait wait wait wait," Gintoki quickly interjected as he paid Rias full attention. "Do we all have to stay here for this? I mean me, Akeno, Yumi, and Koneko-chan have already heard this speech before so is there really any reason to listen to it again?"
"Is there any reason you're in a hurry, Gintoki-sensei?" asked the redhead with a monotone voice. Her eyes were half lidded as she stared at the teacher who scratched his head with his usual bored stare much to her irritation. "I'm sure whatever it is can wait for a few minutes."
"Not really. I… think I left the stove on this morning, so I want to go make sure that I did turn it off," he replied lamely. Acting his usual lazy self, the silverette dug into his nose with his pinky. "It would really be bad if my room exploded, right? Lots of deaths would mean less greedy people to make contracts with, hm?"
A tick mark appeared on the Club President's forehead forcing her to massage her temple with her finger tips for a natural-perm haired bastard really knew how to press her buttons, as if he was built with the very purpose of annoying her. Maybe the universe he came from got tired of him and decided to drop him off on another, on some level she felt like that was a genuine option, but shook it off soon enough. "Well… you do have a point." She exhaled her breathe before making up her mind. "All right, all of you are dismissed and may resume your Devil work while I inform Issei about Devils and the such… except for you Gintoki-sensei."
"Eh?"
"Hai, Buchou," replied Akeno, Koneko, and Yumi in unison. Akeno walked away from Rias' side while Koneko, Gintoki, and Yumi stood up and walked straight away towards the door. Watching the wooden door close with a loud thunk, she turned her head to the disheveled looking Health teacher and smiled at him. A smile that sent a shiver down her Knight's spine.
With an uneasy smile, he asked in a shaky voice, "Um, Rias-chan? Is there reason I'm the only one staying put… umm, please don't smile evilly like that Rias-chan, it doesn't suite you y'know?" Just like how Koneko acted with him yesterday after encountering the Student Council duo, Rias responded to him in the same way, with the sole exception of her facial feature. Were as Koneko chose to glare, Rias wore a false smile that just oozed out negative intentions. "I'll give you a cookie if you stop that, ne?"
"Ufufufufu," Rias chuckled in a lady-like manner, a single hand lapped over her small mouth, with her eyes closed. "There is no need for throwing incentives at me, Gintoki-sensei. I'm perfectly fine."
"You sure?" His left eyebrow rose questionly. Rias nodded once and her smile grew an inch. "Your face will get stuck like that if you keep it up and you'll end up looking like Gin from Bleach or maybe even Sai from Naruto and those are pedophile smiles, y'know? You'll become the first pedo-Devil in existence and I'm sure your Onii-sama will be very displeased with this." As he kept mocking her, Rias subconsciously clenched her jaw and fists; the vexation she had with him was quickly rising. "Are sure you want to be a pedo-Devil, Rias-chan?"
"Ohohoho~," Rias chuckled into the back of her hand as her face started to strain from her forced smile. "You are just so funny Gintoki-sensei. Has anyone told you that you are a joy to have around?"
"Oi. That was a laugh snotty rich people would use, don't break character on me now."
"Why, I wouldn't dare do that. Just like how you shouldn't stop being your Middle Aged Dumb Ass Oldies character, MA-DA-O."
"Aha!" Gintoki shot up from the couch and pointed accusingly at Rias as his face grew a tick mark that went along with his angry visage. "There it is again! MADAO appeared outta nowhere like a friggin' wild pokemon! What am I supposed to do, huh?! Catch it?! With what, a MADAO ball?! Call up Nintendo and tell them to make me one!"
"Better yet, how about you improve on your attitude and act presentable to the public? Do you know how it's like to be seen with someone who constantly picks their nose, only to then wipe it or flick it on to passer-bys?! Or someone who has no shame to scratch their crotch before eating finger food?! No one wants to eat nachos when it's covered in your natural-perm pubic hair, Gintoki-sensei!"
Issei could not believe it, the "oujo-sama" image that he envisioned the redhead senpai to be was shattered like glass as her voice thundered through the room. Not to cheer like she would during rallies or other school events where it was done to raise school spirit, but in genuine annoyance. Rias was actually raising her voice, arguing with Gintoki no less. One was a proper young lady that was seen as respectable and well-mannered while the other was lazy to the core and could care little about how he was viewed to others.
It was so fascinating that Issei chose not to interrupt her petty argument with Gintoki and settled to watch, fully enjoying his front row seat to a scene that no one else - the normal people attending Kuoh Academy - would ever see. Sure, he was curious about what his duties as a Devil were, that sounded important that would aid him in his new life. Even if he ended up not getting any of it today, he was rather content with the information about Rias' and Gintoki's other face.
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Whip!
"Ow!
"Mush, Issei! Mush!" Gintoki encouraged in a loud voice through the wind that opposed him and Rias' new peerage member. "I'll burn all of you porn merchandise if you slow down on me!"
"Screw you, crazy bastard! And stop wiping me!"
"Eh?! Don't talk back to me!" Quickly and lazily, Gintoki raised his hand that was clutching a black whip and with a snap of the wrist, the leathery object came down a smacked against Issei's back electing another "ouch!" from him. "Akisame was able to literally whip a scrawny Kenichi into a decent martial artist's body with this! So obviously his methods could work on someone as weak and worthless as you!"
"Oi! Those words can hurt even someone as perverted as me you know! Please be more considerate to your fragile student, Sakata-sensei!"
"Never! Feel my tough love! Kakakaka!"
Whip!
"Ooww-! I don't want your love! I'm not interested in a BL relationship! I want a woman's love!"
"Back sasin' me?!"
Whip!
"Uwaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
True to his word, Gintoki had tied a rope around the boy's waist which was also tied to a wheel where the teacher sat in as he "watched" over Issei. Though this method of training was used in many movies, television shows, manga, and other literary work, the silverette got this idea from the manga Kenichi: The Mightiest Disciple. Would he be using more methods from their? Most likely not. It would be too repetitive to use the same material as a reference guide, but that would be stale and it's charm would wear off in short time.
He'd probably use other entertainment-based media as material in the future for the hell of it and hopefully that would help spawn new ideas for training this pervert that kept dragging him and the tire across the empty street. Apparently, this was Rias' own punishment for him and NOT her older brother's. For Gintoki, that meant that he had another punishment he had yet to receive.
"Friggin' Christ- Gah!"
"Ha!" Issei mock-laughed as he peeked over his shoulder, catching a glimpse at his teacher whose hair became frazzled from God's divine punishment. Almost like an unkempt afro due to the curly strands of hair that poked out and it's unnatural shape. "Serves you right dumbass-teacher! Hahahahaha!"
Gintoki used one of his hands to fix his hair - with the other hand carrying the whip while holding onto the tire at the same time -but unfortunately it could not be done. With his head facing forward, his eyes peered into the sky - noting the rainclouds that seemed as if could start precipitation soon - and muttered in annoyance, "Since when is cursing Christ warrant divine punishment?" He then looked back to his student while picking his hand that held the whip up and grinned a mischief grin. "It looks like this servant is in need of discipline."
Gintoki began to send pulses of lightning into it. The whip had steel-string coiled around it, so he didn't have to use a hefty amount of demonic magic to cover his weapon in lightning.
"AH!" Issei couldn't help but yelp as he began to panic at the sight of his teacher's decorated black whip. It was bad enough without the new element being added into to it. Being a Devil might of given him a strength, speed, durability and a bunch of other perks, especially when it was night, but his natural-perm teacher was also a Devil - a few months his senior, give or take - so he was certain he would receive some major damage. "I'm sorry Sakata-sensei! I'll run raster, I'll run faster! Just please don't hit meeeee!
"Take a right!" Gintoki commanded.
"Haiiiii!" Issei took a sharp right when he came to the first intersection in his sight.
"Good! Keep at it! Your last destination is up ahead, so your Devil job and your training will be done for the night right after this!"
"Yatta-ha… ha… haa…" The brunette was on the verge of exhaustion - beads of sweat rolling off his face while dousing his clothing - so his cry of cheer was soft, voice strained to a straw hole.
Gintoki and Issei have been at this for about 3 hours and it had been then when Rias gave the silverette the order to train and educate the boy about the basics of being a Devil and their history. She didn't see anything wrong with it, as she claimed:
"A teacher would be more suitable when explaining information to a student. I'll leave him in your care Gintoki-sensei."
And she said all that with a cheeky smile!
Gah! Oh a bad he wanted to rip her lips off at that moment. He would have continued his quarrel with her if she hadn't threatened him with a lie about him that she would have told her brother.
Sirzechs was a very protective older brother he knew, but it took a beating from the Satan to understand just how much he favored Rias' well-being above all else and that was when Gintoki accidentally groped her. No seriously, it was just like with Tsukuyo when she ran into Gintoki's groping hand. One second his hand was grasping air, the next second his hand was firmly groping her breast. Sirzechs has a pretty mean punch, strong enough to bury him 20 feet below ground. If Gintoki wasn't a Devil, that punch might have put him in a coma.
Good thing he was one.
The silverette teacher took Issei for a walk to the closest convenience store so he could get some after school sweets while his student yapped on about creating a harem and the types of woman he wanted in it. After that, Gintoki went on with explaining the antagonism between the Devils, the Angels, and the Fallen Angels and about their clash that ended in the Great War where the original four Satans fell. And then there was the Evil Pieces that the Devils created due to the majority of their race dying in the Great War.
After that long lecture, they started Issei's job of distributing leaflets to the greedy mass that resided in Nanashi. There were hundred upon hundred of houses that they had visited and during their trip, Gintoki would keep lecturing Issei about Devils and he would tell a few stories about some of the people that summoned him. When the subject came to Peerage, Issei asked what his role was in Rias' was. His student was a little peeved about him being a Pawn as they were seen as throw away pieces but he brightened up when he learned that he consumed all 8 Pawn pieces.
To Issei it seemed as if some higher being, the Mou, had granted his wish for a harem.
Damn pervert.
"…aaaaand stop!"
The moment Gintoki yelled for him to stop, the brunette fell down like a sack of potatoes on his back and desperately gasped for air - his chest heaving up and down as he did so.
"You alright down there?" the teacher asked as he squatted down next to the boy's head. The whip in his hand disappeared and he shaped one hand into a fist. Lightly tapping him with his knuckles, he asked, "You think you can handle this by yourself?" Of course he was only met with deep sound of inhaling and exhaling. "Ahahaaa~, of course not. Here-" The Knight stuck his hand inside his student's bag and took out the last leaflet. "-since you were such a good little sport, I'll deliver the last one." Standing back up, he turned around and found the mailbox only a feet away. He quickly dropped the leaflet init and turned back to Issei. "Yosh! A job well done… class dismissed."
Gintoki continued down the road, not bothering to aid the brunette since he would be okay on his own, said boy was left in the middle of the street with a single tire near him.
"Gah huff!" With the little breath he had left, Issei lifted his head towards his teacher and managed to say in a struggled tone, "I… hate… you!" His head limply fell to the pavement as he focused on catching his breath.
A thundercloud roared and rain started to pour. Gintoki could only give himself a smug smile in satisfaction. He then started to run since he was umbrella-less and he didn't feel like staying under the rain for that long.
x
It didn't take long before he reached his apartment. It was a modern tower block that stood tall for an amount of 7 floors high, a basic thin rectangular structure that took up a corner of the street block.
Gintoki ran under the outside roof that hovered over the entrance and tried to shake himself of the wetness. His pink shirt and black pants clung to him like leeches and the outline of his undershirt was vaguely visible, his silver-blue hair stuck to his face as it fell over his face. He used a hand to slick it back, though one strand of hair managed to stick out like an ahoge.
Looking down to his clothing, he frowned at their messy state. "Jeez, that was my last good pair of pants." He popped his neck with a tilt to the left and then a tilt to the right. He walked towards the glass doors that served as the entrance of the building, he scratched the back of his head causing him to close his eyes at the small delight it gave him. "Guess that means I'll have to go washing. Good thing this building has one." Now that brought a smile to his face. The nearest coin laundry was about a 30 minute walk from here, to him that was one hell of a distance. "Hm?"
Gintoki stopped in place, arms-length away from the door when he spotted a sack of potato sized bundle at the right corner of the entrance next to a brown trolley case. What the hell was that? All he saw was dark teal with limited amounts of white around the figure.
"Whatever, not my problem," he muttered with disinterest. He grasped one of the steel handles and opened the entrance, one foot inside the building-
Guuuu~
A cute rumble came out of the sack which made him stop in place.
"Huuuu~." Then there was a soft sigh. Although it's tone was one of displeasure, it did sound adorable.
With a tired breath, his head hung down in defeat knowing that he would respond to the thing in the corner. He couldn't let someone starve to death, especially out in front of his place. He backed out of the entrance and looked at the "sack" and gazed at it impassively. "You better not be another damn dog. I've already got a huge one back home and I sure the hell don't need a second."
After closing the door he sluggishly made his way to it, his walk reduced to trudges. Since he was wet from the rain, his dress shoes were soaked in water, making every stomp he took expel water while making a squishy sound. It wasn't long before he was standing over this hidden person who seemed to be shaking due to the coldness of the weather.
"Oi."
"Eep!" The teal wrapped figure jumped from the sudden voice and tried to sink deeper into the corner. The person's feet exposed itself from the confines - brown slip-on shoes Gintoki noted - and pushed against the ground. The body shook hard for a few seconds before it subsided. The head rose and it revealed that it was covered by a veil, and under it was a green-eyed girl with milky skin and a few blonde locks fell over her eyes. Her cheeks were red, warming her face from the cold, as she looked up at Gintoki.
"Um, 'scuse me, miss? It's pretty late out here, so shouldn't you be at home right about now? I'm sure your parents are worried sick."
From the girl's facial features alone, anyone could tell that she was a foreigner. The reason Gintoki did not question her was because he was too used to see out-of-the-ordinary people - or aliens for that matter. And most of the girls in the Occult Research Club were vastly different from each other like their different colored hair and eyes. The silverette never actually paid any real attention to the surroundings since no drastic event had happened since he arrived here… other than turning into a Devil, that it.
The girl was silent for a while, fidgeting under her teal clothing, pondering on what to do before she answered. "I-I'm not from around here. I j-just flew in from I-Italy today and I got lost looking for the ch-church. I tried asking people for help but I couldn't find anyone that understood Italian."
Devils had a passive ability called Language, where people listening to them will hear it in their language they are most familiar with and vice versa. So when Gintoki talks to the blonde girl, she hears Italian. Pretty useful ability when vacationing in another country.
"I see, I see." He nodded as he began to ponder. The teacher crossed his left arm over his chest with his right arm tucking it between as he held his chin in his right hand - a thoughtful expression he wore. "Well, it's passed 10 already so even if I take you there no one would answer…"
The girl visibly deflated on that response. If she couldn't sleep in the church tonight, then her only option would be the street. She had no money to her name, nor did she have any possessions - other than her clothing-filled trolley - to her name. The blonde was by definition a homeless.
"You don't happen to know anyone that lives in this town, do ya?"
The girl shook her head - negative.
"Fine." Gintoki held out a hand for the girl in assistance. "The I guess I'll house you for the night. I've got a steady job so feeding another mouth for the night won't dent my savings… much." He didn't have to worry about those human diseases like diabetes, since Devils had bodies more durable and illness-immune making sickness less of a possibility. But in turn, any illness became awful than before. So that meant he could eat all the sugary treats he wanted. "I just hope no one catches me because I'll be marked as one of those middle aged men that programs caution adult to be wary of."
The girl's emerald eyes widened as she looked at the sopping hand in front of her face. "Eh?"
"How much wax you got in your ears kid ? I said I'll let you sleep in my place for the night. It's not like you got any where else to sleep at and I'm pretty sure my room is way better than the wet street, right? So take my hand before I run out of my good-will. Here." Gintoki inched his hand closer to her, clearly losing patience with her.
The blonde understood now. Her cheeks, lightly dusted in scarlet, smiled in happiness. A small warth enraptured her from the inside from the man's generosity. "T-Thank you." She eagerly gripped his limb before it lifted her up from the ground, though as she did, her veil slipped off.
Currently with her standing up straight, Gintoki had a better view of the lovely lady that stood a feet away from him. The girl was short, standing at a height of 5 feet and 1 inch and her blonde hair fell down to her mid-back with her bangs splitting from the center, above her green eyes. The girl had moderate curves, not as much as Akeno or Rias possessed, but still good enough for her figure to resemble an hourglass. Her whole body was encased by a veil robe Sisters would use and it reached down just enough to not cover her brown slip-on shoes.
The girl proceeded to turn around to pick up her veil and then turned back to face Gintoki again. "I-I'll be in your care," she said with a bright smile
"Uhhh, yeah," he casually dismissed her and turned to the entrance.
After placing the veil on top of her head she ran over to the silverette and tugged on the back of his coat.
"Hm? Whataya want?" Gintoki asked as he looked over his shoulder, down to her.
The blonde smiled as replied, "My name is Asia Argento. Please take care of me."
"Just call me Gintoki." With that as his answer, he opened the door back up to walk into the lobby and then into the elevator with now named Asia following close behind.
He lived on the top floor of the 16 story building but not all to himself, unfortunately. It was split into two rooms - one for him and the other was for Yumi.
Glancing down to the girl next to him, he noticed that she looked as happy as a kid on Christmas. It kind of bothered him so he had to ask, "Oi. Are you always this happy when being invited to a stranger's home? You're not one of those freak serial killers with a quirk for killing old handsome men like me, do you?"
"Eh?" The blonde really could follow his sentence, but she could see that he was quite skeptical on how easily she agreed to sleeping in his apartment. "I'm just happy that someone is kind enough to let a stranger like me under their roof for the night."
"Is that so?" he muttered to himself. Even if she was some crazy killer, it's not like she had the ability to kill him. If anyone was going to kill him… his eyes scanned over the Sisters clothes again… Rias would kill him if she found out he was housing a nun, even if it was just one night. Staying away from the church and people related to it was a big rule Devils followed.
It only took a minute of random elevator music before a ding had let the two know that they stopped on the 7th and last floor. The hallway was small with two doors facing each other - one on the left and one on the right. Walking out of the elevator he neared the right door, which had his name engraved in it.
"Here is my place," Gintoki announced to Asia as he rummaged his damped coat pockets for his keys. "Got it." His hand came back out with a fist holding the silver key. Placing the key inside the keyhole, he twisted it counter-clock wise to unclasp the lock.
He opened the door up right away…
…and only took one step before-
BAM!
"Ah!"
Asia yelped from besides Gintoki as a pot smashed him in the face sending him back-first to the floor. Then remembered something. "Oops. I forgot to tell her about my 'maid'. Guess now is as good as any."
Oh, what a long night this'll be.