I have returned with next installment of Legal Assassin.

Now, obviously this story got some attention. To be perfectly honest, I wasn't expecting it to get very much, let alone any.

Now before we get into this chapter, I need to repeat what I said last chapter. As mentioned previously, I am taking a lot of liberties here. I'm experimenting with this idea.

I'll empty my thoughts more after this chapter is over.

Issei was mentally humming a tune as he carved into his bleeding target. The unfortunate man that he was slicing into owed a heart. For some reason, that was everyone's favorite organ to purchase.

Issei mentally shrugged as he took out his medical scissors and snipped the arteries around.

Issei took out a plastic bag from his black bag that all repo men carried around, and then placed the sealed heart inside. He got up and left the bleeding corpse in the alley as he moved on to his next target for the night.

Taking out the laminated document, he found that his next target was a young woman, around her late twenties. She had short brown hair and brown eyes, making her look quite average. She owed a set of lungs.

Putting the document away, Issei walked out into the dead of night, and hunted his target.

It was a 20 minute wait, but Issei had found her address, but it seemed that the woman wasn't home. He was going to wait for her to come, but he smiled when he saw a car pull into the driveway and someone dropped her off—most likely a close friend. Too bad he would be ending that bond.

The head repo man sank into the shadows as he began to close in on the target. He picked the lock on her door and stepped into the small home. It seemed like one of those cheap homes that was for people with low income.

It seemed he would be doing this woman a favor.

He listened for noise throughout the house, and was able to pinpoint it in her own bedroom. Issei made his way down a short hall and peeked through the cracked door at the end.

There she was, changing out of her work clothes. It was here that Issei moved into the room while her back was turned, and ran his scalpel across her delicate throat, and watched her fall to the ground as she coughed out bits of crimson blood.

The woman looked up and met his haunting gaze. Now keep in mind, Issei is not totally heartless. He does feel bad for these people, but they're the ones who make this choice. Hell, most people that buy from GeneCo. don't even take the time to consider or look at the contract terms. It might just be Issei, but he was very certain that at least 20 percent of these people were just very ignorant.

Once you sign GeneCo.'s contract, that's it.

Issei made short work of the woman, cutting through her skin and tissue. He then started digging into her chest cavity with steady hands—as expected of a surgeon. He found her lungs and gave them both a firm tug, before they came out, and placed them both in a plastic bag. He put the lungs away into his black bag and got up. His work was finished. That was his last target for the night.

Issei took his seat in class as he usually did, and waited for Ms. Yuki to arrive to start the lesson. He had his head down on his desk, catching up on hours of sleep that he missed the other night.

"Issei?" Lifting his head up so he could see who called him, the brunette saw Murayama. Her expression was one of concern. He smiled lazily and said, "Well good morning to you too."

Murayama blushed before she shook it off and asked, "Are you okay, Issei?"

Issei shook his head with amusement at her concern. "I'm fine, Murayama. I assure you." He insisted.

"Sorry everyone, I had an early appoint this morning!" Yuki came into the class with her breath slightly labored. All of the students settled down and took their seats as Yuki pulled out her books and immediately got started with the lesson. The class went on as normal, with Issei getting his work done at peak efficiency. And Yuki of course, kept showing her concern for her student, and giving him his easy 100.

"Seriously dude, you're a genius. Why aren't you a third year yet?" A boy asked as Issei let him copy his notes.

"It's just a natural talent." Issei replied.

Oh, and they were talking about Biology as their work subject. That alone should be self explanatory.

And once more, Issei felt eyes on him. He turned his gaze over to the door, but only catch a flash of white before the figure darted behind the wall.

'It seems I have a secret admirier.' Issei mused in his thoughts. The brunette chuckled at the idea. He recalled eaxctly how he met Mio a week ago. But she had openly approached him about that subject.

"Well, I'm going outside for lunch. I'll see you later Murayama." Issei said as he picked up his school bag and went to his favorite spot.

As Issei went to sit under the cherry blossom tree, Rias was watching from the window of her club room.

"Issei Hyoudou. His grades are stellar, he keeps to himself, and he doesn't seem to give off any sort of unique aura. There are no signs of a power hidden in him either." She heard Akeno speaking from behind her.

Rias knew she was taking a gamble by attempting to pursue this boy, but she was very desperate. She was lacking in strong peerage members, and her time was running out.

"Are you sure there isn't anything else we can get?" Rias asked, as she watched the brunette in question eat his lunch. It was a bento filled with sweet and sour pork.

"Yes, I'm very certain Rias." Akeno replied.

Rias sighed as she stepped away from the window. "How is Koneko's surveillance?" She asked.

Akeno shook her head. "Nothing has come up. But she refuses to go out at night now." Rias ran a hand through her hair. That was to be expected given what she learned from Sona a week ago.

This repo man, he was a interesting character, but as far as she was concenred, he was a contracted killer. It was his job after all.

What Rias wasn't aware of though, was that there was more than only one repo man. At the very least, GeneCo. had 5 other repo men should Issei not be able to work for whatever reason.

Heck, Rias wasn't even aware she was looking at the head repo man, the best of them all.

"We'll wait for one more day, and if nothing comes up, then we'll drop the watch. But, I'm really hoping..." Rias trailed off.

Akeno smiled sadly beside her and put a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry Rias, I'm sure it will all turn out alright." The Queen reassured the King.

"I really hope so Akeno. I really hope so."

Back with Issei, the brunette had just finished his lunch. He loved his mother's cooking, he never got tired of it. And he most certainly doesn't regret working for her treatment.

"Well, time to get back to class." He said to himself as he heard the bell going off.

It was now late in the afternoon, and Issei was already going at his night work.

"Don't worry mom, I'll be home for the midnight marathon."

"Okay sweetie, please be careful." Hitomi said on the other side of the line.

"I will." Issei said, about to hang up.

"I love you sweetie." Issei smiled as he told his mother he loved her, and hung up the phone. He then set his phone to silent and put it away.

Issei reached into his medical bag and pulled out a file. This one was a woman. She had blonde hair and brown eyes in her picture. Her name was Ayaka Shinozaki, and unfortunately, she had owed GeneCo. a set of small and large intestines, and a set of kidneys.

Issei put the file away and stood up. He was looking down from his perched spot on top of a building overlooking a good portion of the city.

"You've got an easy night." He heard from behind himself. Issei turned to see one of the other repo men occupying the spot behind him.

This repo man was garbed in black long coat like Issei and looked similarly to a modern doctor. His face was hidden from the nose down by a white surgical mask, and his eyes were hidden away by goggles that were glowing deep blue. He had short black hair that was stained slightly with blood. It was more than likely he had just finished a repossession.

"How are you Shintaro?" Issei asked.

The second repo man shrugged his shoulders. "I could be better. I get my money to pay my dues." He said with a dull tone.

Issei nodded with understanding.

"Well my friend, I'm off. My night may be easy tonight, but I'd like to get the job done." He said, repelling down the tall building.

Shintaro watched Issei until his figure was no longer in view.

...

It only took about half an hour before Issei found his target. Ayaka was leaving a gym that was starting to close up. Issei followed her closely, practically shadowing her.

It wasn't until Ayaka got a sense of dread that she turned around to see Issei's intimidating figure. And before she could scream, Issei caught her throat in a vice-like grip and threw her into a close by alley. He set down his medical bag and pulled out his scalpel.

"Wait, please! I can get the money!" She cried.

Issei felt genuinely felt sorry for this young woman, so he would make this fast. He held her down with one hand while he ran his scalpel across her neck with the other. Ayaka choked as blood poured from her throat, and she was loosing her consciousness quickly.

Iseei waited until she went completely still before he dug into her body with his blade. He ran the blade across her abdomen in a horizontal line, and then took out his medical scissors. He cut into the middle of his incision and created small flaps that he could easily peel back so he could access her organs better.

Issei then moved the said flaps back and found the spots where he could cut the intestines loose. He snipped at the ends of the long noodle-like organs and pulled them out with ease. He started with the small intestines and placed them in their own plastic bag. Then he cut the large intestine loose and placed it in another.

With his work done, Issei left the girl in the alley and moved on to his next target for the night. Taking out another file, Issei was now looking at the file of a man.

Issei actually almost laughed at this one. This one owed a brain, and that was always fun.

Issei heard a gasp. Turning his head to the right as he exited the alley, he saw his white haired classmate.

Koneko.

Issei wasn't sure what she was doing out here, especially this part of the city, but he was't too concerned. When his gaze landed on her, she took a step back.

The head repo man just walked passed her and continued on his way of tracking down his second target. Funny thing really. Anyone who misses a payment always tried to run or hide. But they would always be found. When it was time for reposession, the repo men were given the information of the client who's defaulted on their payments.

Then they would hunt you down.

Koneko watched the repo man walk away silently, her heart racing in her chest. She had gotten way too close this time. She had seen his work on the woman in the alley, and needless to say, she wasn't keen on ever coming into contact with him again.

Seriously, that man was frightening. And that glowing blue visor that stared at her would be stuck in her vision for a while now.

She was also berating herself for letting Issei out of her sight today. She knew where he lived, because Rias always keeps a tab on persons of interest. But Koneko never went near his house, she wasn't about to draw suspicion to the peerage. Unlike her King, Koneko wasn't as straightforward when it came to reconaissance.

Rias was just too prideful sometimes.

Koneko turned back to see that the repo man was gone. Hopefully.

She decided that now was the time to bolt, and head back to report. As she ran along the sidiewalk, she got a sense of dread that sent chills down her spine. She was about to speed up when she rounded a street corner, but bumped into someone.

Koneko quickly got to her feet, but made a mistake when she looked to see who she bumped into.

Standing over her, was another man dressed like a doctor. He wore a long, black coat, and an apron like the head repo man. But his lower face was covered by a white surgical mask, and his eyes hidden from the world by glowing blue goggles. Koneko could pick up the smell of blood coming off of him, and see a hint of it staining his raven hair.

Koneko was stunned in fright as her eyes were locked into the illuminating gaze of the man.

"Mind your sight." Came the dead tone, snapping her out of her trance.

"Sorry." She replied, before manuevering around him.

The mysterious man watched her leave until she disappeared from his view, and took out a cellphone. He dialed a series of numbers into the pad and brought it to his ear.

"Issei. You have an audience." He said.

Issei just got off of the phone with Shintaro. From what what he was told, a white haired young girl was following him, but he caught her, and she ran off.

That one description alone was a dead giveaway.

Koneko Toujou.

But the question was, who sent her to look after him? And why? Nobody would ever think to go after a repo man. Unless they were another hired assassin.

Issei stored that thought away for later as he finished undressing from his repo outfit and into some light pajamas. Tonight was a marathon for his mother's favorite show. Issei looked at himself in the mirror, and straightened his hair some.

"Issei hurry, it's starting!" His mother called from downstairs. Issei smiled and went down into the kitchen to grab some snacks from the pantry before joining his mother in the living room on the couch.

"Here." The brunette handed his mother a box of cola flavored gummies. They were her favorite. Hitomi took them happily as they both settled in their seats.

Issei took a candy bar from the small stash he brought out and took a bite out of it. He savored the flavor of sweet caramel mixed with the chocolate.

"So, what happened?" He asked.

They two stayed up until 2:00 in the morning, watching scary movies after Hitomi's marathon had finished. Issei was more of an early riser than his mother. When he woke up, he saw his mother sleeping soundly on the couch with a smile plastered on her face.

Issei smiled himself, and with strength that a teen wouldn't normally have, he picked up his mother in his arms and carried her up to her bedroom. He was able to push the door open and lay her down gently on her bed, and pulled her silk sheets over her frame.

"I'll see you later mom." He whispered, before kissing her on the forehead and leaving her room.

Today was the last day before Rias called off the watch over Issei. Koneko didn't even care why her King was interested in this boy. She should send someone else, not her. After having a close encounter with two repo men, she wasn't keen on complying with anymore scouting orders.

"Hello Koneko." She heard the brunette in question speak to her.

"Hi." She replied, her voice betraying no emotion.

Since first period was over, Issei took the time to visit Koneko's first year class. She wasn't getting a good feeling from this. Her new sense of dread grew when she saw the brunette smirk.

"I heard through the grapevine that you've been keeping an eye on little old me." He said, raising a playful eyebrow. His smirk was still in place.

Koneko quickly made a reply to cover herself. "Rumors."

Issei's look softened up to a smile. "You know Koneko, it's natural for a kohai to admire their senpai. There's no shame in it." He said, but for some reason, Koneko wasn't getting the sense that Issei was actually implying what he was saying.

"Gotta go." Koneko said, brushing passed the brunette. Issei simply stood there and watched her go. His smirk returned when she rounded around the wall and into the hallway.

"Hmmm, what game are you playing at?" He asked, amused.

Issei let the gesture go for now, he still had to make it through two more classes before he could get her again.

Putting that aside for now, he felt like talking to Ms. Yuki when he had the free time. She seemed to be very distressed during homeroom period.

(Flashback)

As Issei sat quietly while everyone was still working, he looked to the front of the room to Ms. Yuki with her face in her palms. Her shoulders were shaking slightly, but you wouldn't really notice if you didn't pay attention.

He made an urgent mental note to speak with her, as he had grown fond of the rookie teacher. But for now, he would just rest for the time being. So as he normally did, he laid his head down on his head, his arms circling a perimeter around himself.

(Flashback End)

At the end of his last class, Issei went to speak with his teacher. He wanted to know if someone or something was troubling her. If it was some punk badgering her, well...he could get away with making someone 'disappear'.

He found the young woman already finished grading papers at her desk, and noticed a very peculiar letter on her desk. The envelope itself had a symbol on it that he was very familiar with.

It was a letter from GeneCo.

Pretending he didn't know this, he got her attention.

"Ms. Yuki" He said, making her incline her head towards him. She smiled.

"Oh, hello Issei. You need something?" She asked.

Issei smiled back. "I could ask you the same thing." He replied, before he set his grin into a straight line, and furrowed his brow in concern.

"Are you alright Ms. Yuki? You seemed troubled this morning." He said.

Upon that inquiry, her smiled dropped, and she patted the GeneCo letter on her desk. "Could you not tell anyone?" She requested.

"Of course, you just tell me." He said, putting his caring smile on.

She sighed. "Just two years ago, I was diagnosed to have acute kidney failure. So, I went to GenceCo, have you heard of them?" She asked.

Issei nodded, playing along.

"Well, since I wasn't able to afford surgery, I went to GeneCo to see if I could have them help me make a financing plan. I was informed that my last payment is due...today. And I don't have enough money to make the payment on time" She said.

Issei remained silent, letting what she just said sink in. It only took a mere short moment for him to process, and he nodded, knowing what he could do.

He put on his caring smile and put his hand on her shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry Ms. Yuki, I'm sure you'll make it. I believe in you." He said.

Yuki herself felt very touched, but knew that despite the comfort, what would happen next was inevitable. She was going to die.

Or at least, that's what she thought. Because little did she know, she was speaking to one of GeneCo's finest.

"I have to go home now. I'll see you tomorrow Ms. Yuki!" He said as he walked out of the room. Once he was gone, Yuki let loose the tears she had been holding back. She felt awful, she as never going to see her students again, never fall in love and get married, never get to experience the happiness she oh so longed for as she grew up.

Once Issei was outside, he pulled out his cellphone, and selected a name on his contacts list. He waited for a few seconds as the phone rang. The receiver of his call pick up not any longer after.

"Hello?" A female voice inquired.

"Momo, it's Issei." He spoke into the phone.

"Oh, hey Issei! What can I do for you?" The now named Momo asked.

"I need you to look up a client for me." He requested.

The sound of typing on a keyboard could be heard in the background.

"Alright. You got a name?" She asked.

"Yuki Shinotose." He replied.

He waited for a few moments as he listened to her type on a keyboard.

"Okay, Yuki Shinotose, teacher at Kuoh academy. Oh, she's one of your teachers." Momo quipped.

"Momo." He pressed.

"Right, sorry. She has a payment due by the end of today. Were you wanting to put her on your list of targets?" She asked.

"No. I'm going to be paying for her." He said, making Momo go silent for a few moments.

...

"Oh Issei, you always were a soft one." He heard Momo say on the other side of the line. He could just hear the smile on her face.

"It's her final payment she has to make, then she can keep the kidneys she got. And she's my favorite teacher." He said.

"Alright. Same pay method?" She asked.

"You know my account number." He replied, before hanging up.

Issei smiled to himself, before remembering his little encounter with Koneko earlier. His happy smile seemed to warp itself into a grin, a grin that would unsettle even the most hardened of veterans.

"Hello again." A familiar voice said, snapping him out of his little trance. Turning to see the source of the voice. His grin instantly changed back into the gentle smile he usually carried. It was Marion. He would recognize that caramel colored hair quite easily. She was currently holding a bag full of what he identified as groceries.

"Hello Marion. It's been a few days since I've seen you." He greeted her back.

She smiled. It was such an angelic gesture.

"So it has. I hope you haven't been working to hard Issei." She quipped with a giggle.

The brunette chuckled in response. "I could ask the same of you. Is your master treating you well?" He inquired.

No ordinary person would notice it, but he did. Marion had a smile on her face, but the look in her eyes didn't match with it at all. Issei mentally started taking notes.

"Yes, though lately, he's been quite stressed." She said.

'Quite the lie she's telling.' Issei thought.

"Well, I hope for both you and he, that he ends up feeling better soon." Issei replied in a facade of concern.

"I'm sure he will. Thank you for your words." Marion responded in kind with a nod of her head.

"Will I be seeing you again soon?" Issei asked.

"I look forward to it." The maid replied with a smile, a real smile this time.

Issei was just finishing up his last repossession for the night. His mind was trained in mutlitasking, allowing him to control his thoughts much better at this current time.

He was still having thoughts about Koneko.

Cutting into the back of his unconscious target, Issei began to think of how this little game would turn out. Shintaro had caught her out at night, right after he finished a repossession. That gave him the clue that she was not only keeping an eye on him at school, but she was actively pursuing him. When he first came across her during a night, he had initially thought that she had just coincidentally stumbled onto his work.

Now though, he was very certain that something else might be going on. He wasn't sure what it was, but he would trust his instincts.

The client's back was now wide open, he curled his fingers under the flesh and opened the incision. This man currently under his hands had a spine that he didn't pay for. Simply said, he couldn't pay back his debt.

With expert precision, and some elbow grease put into it. Issei cut some of the ligaments that held the connection of the spine to the base of the neck and the end of tailbone, and pulled a few times before it gave way. Issei turned the spine around, finding the barcode on the bttom end. He nodded, placing the spine into a plastic bag and putting it away in his medical bag.

He stood, and...

There it was again. Someone was watching him, and he had a pretty good idea of just who it was.

Smiling underneath his helmet, the brunette dared break his deadly silence.

"I know you're there. Was there something you wanted to discuss with me?"

There was no reply, but Isse was fairly certain he heard the faint whisper of a gasp.

"No answer? Would you prefer I come to you?" He pressed, moving out of the allley he was in.

...

Issei could hear footsteps. Not unlike the usual panicked ones of his targets, these ones were steady, trained. He knew the sound of another repo man.

Normal civilians don't usually hear the sound until it's too late.

As the head repo man waited, the little nekomata was shaking in her hiding spot. How did he notice her? She made sure to hide her presence.

Suddenly, a sense of dread came over her. She dared to look up from behind the trash cans she was hiding behind. There, just looming over, was a repo man. This one was obviously not the usual one she encountered.

He wore a entirely black outfit. A knee length trench coat, pants, boots, gloves, the apron, and what made him stand out most was his mask. It sent chills throughout her whole body. The mask was entirely black, with both of the eye wholes just barely glowing a dim blue, and it was shaped like a dog.

He grabbed her by the collar of her shirt with his right hand-his left being occupied with his medical bag-and pulled her into the open. Issei was already there.

A couple had been walking home together, and saw what was happening, but they knew better than to mess with repo. They casted a very apologetic glance at the young nekomata, before hurrying away from the scene.

The two repo men looked down at her, before the head repo man crouched to her level, and titled his head slightly to the right.

"My, my." He said, making Koneko freeze. While muffled slightly, that voice sounded very familiar.

She waited with baited breath, as the head repo man slowly lifted the helmet from his head, exposing his identity to her. Koneko lost all color in her face.

"I think our little game is finished. Don't you think?"

Koneko could say nothing as the smirking face of Issei Hyoudou stared into her very being.

And it is done. I believe this chapter turned out well. And to add on to this ending note, I'm not dead!

Quite frankly, I've just been very busy, making sure my grades don't drop too low, and working outside of school as well. Though, i guess that isn't really an excuse...

Oh well, what can you do, right? Life gives you lemons, you keep the lemons until you really need them.

If you have any questions, feel free to PM me. I hope you guys liked it, reviews always help with future content.

And as always, I'll see you in the next update, which will either be in Silent Fall, or Mystery.

See you guys in the next one!