AN: I own nothing
Okay, so it's been about four months since I last posted. I do hope this chapter is well received, if you have an issue pm me. Otherwise I don't really care. On a side note please don't ask about pairings, I may open up the door for Issei in the future. Anyone else however is either spoken for or not even a plan.
"Orcus, are we in the bats territory yet?"
"We've been over this my liege, we entered Gehenna a few hours ago." Exasperation filled the indigo haired reaper, while his skeletal leader stumbled haphazardly next to him. Another bottle of aged wine lay forgotten forgotten behind them as bleary black pools stared unsurely at his skull masked subordinate.
"Really?" The god of the dead slurred, his dead gaze turning to the overarching atmosphere. "Looks too happy for any underworld I've ever seen, damn bats. With all their flair for theatrics, you'd think they would get this right. Ugh, just another reason I can't stand them." Hades emphasized his thoughts with a disgusted scoff.
"Well my Lord, they do believe the image is bad for business."
"Bahaha! Bad for business!? This is why I keep you around Orkus, hysterical."
With a wave of contempt, Hades brushed off companion's opinion as he abruptly reached a bony hand hand into his golden robe retrieving a new unmarked bottle.
"Lord Hades, please." The grown man groaned in distress as he watched his master further spiral into drunken madness.
"Uhh, Dad are you sure it will be alright meeting the Devils like this?" When Orkus heard the curious remark to his side he couldn't help himself when he stopped to stare despairingly at the purple sky. Completely ignoring his charge stumbling off to who knows where.
"Bennia what are doing here, I left you with Pluto for a reason."
"Yeah you did. Then when you and Lord Hades left, Chi Chi decided to quit, Roy quickly followed and then Penelope disappeared." Counting off with her fingers the Lavender haired girl with a single braid. Her face was hidden by an equally creepy yet ornate skull mask like her father, though he could tell she was pouting as she continued. "What I'm trying to say is everyone left and all the dead kind of revolted. Last I saw Pluto, he was riding Cerberus into battle screaming for help." Sucking in a deep breath the girl deadpanned. "Yeah, Pluto's cool and all but I didn't want any of that. So, with no where else to go. I decided to follow you two."
The chipper way she ended that statement did very little to warm her old man's heart, if the whine like moan slipping from his mouth meant anything. Before he could say anything he was interrupted by an echo of mad laughter followed by a ghastly shout.
"Hey Orkus! I think I found the bats, one of them seems to have dropped dead though." There was a pause after that, Orkus could only imagine it was followed by more drinking. "Pitty that, looked like a likeable sort."
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Sirzechs Lucifer liked to think of himself as a fairly level headed, if admittedly quirky at times individual. After dealing with wars, countless meetings and all of the other dealings that followed being a leader. The man tried fairly hard to keep things as laid back and easy going as possible. Even when off track, he even has his beautiful wife to keep him on the up and up.
So when he received a relatively odd missive from Hades the Lord of the Dead scheduling himself for a meeting. It comes as no surprise when he sent a response citing the date was no good among other things in an attempt to keep things professional.
The response he received was not satisfactory at all. The letter itself was quite cheery and thankful for the acceptance of the previous terms for the meeting, not even broaching the subject of the obviously ignored letter. A bit too bright and happy for Hades normally pompous tone. Along with that letter was a simple fruit, one that sent a shiver down his spine every time he glanced at the now permanent fixture in his office.
Even now sitting at his desk awaiting the man of the hour, that same prized fruit sat with the words 'To the fairest' engraved in its perfect form. The famed apple of Eris, the very same one that toppled Troy and wrought chaos from the goddess of discord herself, sat innocuously on his desk. No amount of force or destruction would remove it from the room. Even replacing the desk, the golden fruit would simply find its way back the very next day like nothing had ever happened.
All responses sent from Gehenna there after that where succinctly ignored, regardless of whom sent them. Thus leaving him with the choice of shafting the god of the underworld, or sucking it up and getting the charade over and done with. It was a simple choice.
Now the red-headed Maou leaned back into his plush wine red chair with a frustrated grunt awaiting the ghastly god. The same one who's already caused trouble, leaving the rest of his race practically frothing at the mouth for recompense.
Even before the office door swung open, bringing the heavy smell of fermented grapes into the room. Sirzechs was certain things wouldn't be simple, as Hades was never known for being amiable in any kind of meeting. Seeing his unwelcome guest empty a bottle of wine down his non existent gullet as he passed his wife with two escorts, solidified that.
As soon as he saw that bottle Sirzechs felt he should have been alarmed. It was a very badly kept secret amongst the Greek pantheon that Hades never drank for several reasons, namely his lack of control. Yet the rage he felt at the god have the gall to come to this meeting drunk of all things. To say the large act of disrespect left him simmering wouldn't be wrong.
"Ah the big bat himself, it hasn't been long enough since I last spoke with you. Alas I have urgent news, so here we are." Thus he spoke and the aristocratic redhead could already feel the headache coming. With not even a twitch of irritation on his face Sirzechs stood with a flourish, a frown of contempt deepening upon his visage, as his silvered haired wife closed the door behind the guests, and drifted to his side.
"I see, what was so important that you had to come barging into our territory with so little regards for decorum Hades?" The demand was quick and laced with power, a show that he was not amused. One that Hades succinctly ignored.
"Ah right for the throat, should have expected that after that moron died in front of me." Nodding his skull, hades dropped the empty crimson bottle with a thud to once again reach into his long robes. While that was happening he turned his head to Orcus.
"Hey Orcus, I need that thing I told you to hold onto."
"You mean the string Lord Hades?"
"Yeah, that. Just have it ready." With that said he turned attention back to the now curious leader, while his follower held back grumbles as he began his search.
"Anyway, decorum in politics is for those who see each other as equals so they can play tongue twister for a bit. I am lacking in the tongue bit and only came to deliver a message."
"Wouldn't a letter have been sufficient, Hades?"
Hades then pulled out a rather large stack of letters that looked well read. "Obviously, we've tried letters. These are all of the missives sent to you over the years in regards to your prized peerage system, requesting the abolishment of the use thereof. Not including any personal visits." Sirzechs briefly glanced at the documents as he suddenly lost all interest in continuing this conversation.
"So you've come to speak to us in regards to the peerage system? You do realize everyone at one point has spoken to us about this, and yet here we are centuries later." Waving his hand in the air he continued. "This has already been established for way past the time any real protests can be made."
"I didn't come here to discuss that, not like it would make a difference anyway." Walking up to the desk Hades dropped the papers upon said object and glared balefully at the devil. "No, I am here at the behest of the Big Death itself."
Sirzechs stopped to blink in confusion. Just the sheer notion of that statement left the leader baffled as he stared at the Lord of the Dead, one of the ten strongest being in the world. "What are you speaking Hades, are you not a god of death?"
"Yes and it's a very little known fact but we all have the same boss. To say the dispassionate witch is not pleased is the understatement of the millennium." Hades paused for a moment as he leaned over to get a close look at Sirzechs face. "Do you understand how hard it is to piss that disinterested hellion off?"
"Well clearly since nothings happened in a few hundred yea-"
"Clearly nothing!" Hades roared a thick miasma forming around himself as he all but slammed his bony hands onto the hardwood desk. The floor underneath him and some of the objects around began rotting at a rapid rate.
"A deal was struck well before this universe came to be and Death could not act, that is the only reason Ajuka still breaths! The only reason the supernatural world hasn't been torn apart at the seams." Growling that last part Hades reached his left arm back beckoning for something while receiving a heated glare from his host.
Orcus catching the hint pulled a glowing black string out taking a few paces forwards before placing it into Hades awaiting bones.
"Two years ago that has changed and whatever was staying Death's hand is no more. A few hundred years was plenty of time to heed our warnings Sirzechs." Pulling his left arm into view a slowly withering and ominous black string was left dangling in front of him.
"This is the string of the worlds Sirzechs. Never before have the Fates spun a string such as this nor will they ever again, for they died as they delivered this string to me." Placing the string on the black and now creaky desk Hades sneered.
"When this string withers and rots to dust, the end of everything will begin." Sirzechs stared in bafflement at the string sitting in front of him momentarily, before a snarl ripped from his lips. Slamming his red glowing hands on the top of his desk he moved to snap at the god. That was when he noticed that Hades form began flaking away in front of him. "What?" He stammered even as Hades subordinates looked on in sadness.
"Surprised right?" Hades ghastly chuckle filled the room. "Death doesn't need useless relics of the past to do the job, so getting rid of us was the answer. I find it ironic right that a god of death is killed by his own domain." Laughing to himself as his audience watched Hades looked to what was left of his rapidly disintegrating body. "Well I guess that's it then. I wonder what's next." even as he spoke his last words and disappeared his words seemed to echo ominously in the quiet office.
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Raynare wasn't sure how long she had been sitting in the kitchen at the spot where her captor had left her not long ago. When she finally did move, it was with the realization that she had been all but tasked with asking one of her apparent roommates to clean up.
She didn't even know she had roommates and she'd been here for two days.
So with a dejected sigh and nervous look around, the depowered fallen shuffled off deeper into the strangely quiet home. She passed through the oddly empty foyer, or at least was going to until she saw a stairwell she was quite sure wasn't there before. She would know, because it was right next to the door she had spent the better part of a day trying to force open.
"This house is as mad as that man." She muttered to herself before curiosity won out and she chose the path yet traveled.
The stairwell was a simple wooden one that went straight for several steps before turning to the left and continuing up. At least that's what Raynare hoped as putting her foot down on the first step sent such a feeling of wrongness pulsating through her body. Like she was stepping into an area void of everything. Then unexpectedly her world turned into a blur.
Even as the next event happened to the poor girl, a soft realization poked at her quickly panicking mind. One she just might recall once she remembers to breathe properly. If the man that is holding her hostage is mad, and the house he lives in is just as mad. Why would the stairs that were not there the other day be anything but the same?
Yet that soft realization was lost to her as the stairs seemed to suck her right up like a vacuum. Her soft squishy body flung forward with all the force of a rail gun, and none of the warnings right up the incline.
What happened next Raynare would swear for rest of her life she couldn't explain, save for the feeling of dying that came upon her as she finally stopped on the very last step. She wasn't sure if it was too quick to process, or was so screwed up that her body wasn't sure how to deal with it. However what she was sure of at the end of it was that she wanted to puke, scream, breath and many other things that even as she stood at the top of the stairs. She just wasn't sure she would be able too.
Before she could take any further stock into anything, her face was met with the business end of a broom.
'THWACK'
"Gaugh!" She moaned clutching her bruised face in reflex more than anything as everything hurt. "Why would you do that!?"
"Ah, sorry. I thought you were Naruto-Sama. Are you the new house guest he was telling me about?"
"More like a prisoner blondie." Raynare whimpered, her hands sliding down her face slowly moving to her dancing stomach. "Oh, auuugh" The woman moaned in despair as her everything felt wrong, while standing in front of her was a girl who could have passed for a blueberry with the cape and ridiculous hat she was wearing.
"Ah, so he kidnapped you too. Any magic left?"
"No." Nodding the happy blonde smiled brightly.
"Want to plot our escape together? I'm not able to cast any spells up here, but I'm sure if we work together we can come up with something."
Raynare opened her mouth to respond to that but, the overall chipper attitude was doing nothing for her mood, even as her body began sorting itself out. So she settled for an exasperated look.
"Who, are you?"
"Oh right, I never did introduce myself, I'm Le Fay Pendragon" Raynare nearly did a double take at the name.
"From THE Pendragon family?"
"That's the one."
"Why are you here?"
"I already told you, I was kidnapped."
"You sound so happy saying that."
"I've been stuck in this room with Kuroka-samas body for the last half a year. You learn to appreciate the little things."
"Oh..." Raynare really wasn't sure how to respond to that. She was however beginning to notice the tightly wound up anger in the girls soft features. "I'm uh, Raynare a Fallen Angel.
"Nice to meet you Raynare-sama, now about that plan."
"Have any of your plans ever worked?"
The blonde's smile faltered for only a moment. Tilting her head to look at the fallen, her smile widened impossibly as a gleam entered her eyes. "You know, there is a flaw in the stairs that could make it an endless loop. How would you like to go up and down the stairs until Naruto-sama finds you?"
Raynare paled at the notion, quickly shaking her head in nervousness she waved the girl off.
"Ahaha, no I think planning our escape is a great idea." Even as she watched the girl nod and turn away at her agreement to help, Raynare couldn't help the deep seated feeling that she just escaped hell by agreeing to work with a devil.
That was until the girl swiftly turned around and pushed her. The deep horror she felt as her foot landed on the first step was all the warning she was given before the ride of hell began.
"Sorry, it's all for a good cause!" the chipper blonde yelled to the girl. "He has to turn off those seals for a moment to get you and that will be my chance."
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"Akeno! Get Koneko here right now. From this point forward I don't want anyone alone. Contracts are canceled and unless a Satan is summoning you, we are on lockdown!" Rias orders where swift and fierce, like a hardened general gearing up for war.
She honestly had a hard time believing it but seeing the security, binding, suppression seals and many others bypassed and rewritten almost lazily, made Rias feel very out of her depth. At this point she was heavily contemplating contacting her brother the consequences be damned. It was a last resort she compartmentalized and shoved to the back of her mind.
"Kiba, get a hold of Sona, we need to have a meeting right now."
Coughing into his hands Kiba's eyes shifted away from Rias a light hue forming on his cheeks. "Ahh President, she's dealing with a bit of a situation right now, are you…" Kiba trailed off as a dirty look was sent his way, promising punishment if he finished that statement.
"I'll go call Tsubaki-san."
It was about the moment when Akeno had retrieved her phone when the final member of the peerage strolled in. A relatively blank look on her face and a small bag of treats hanging from her right hand. The lollipop in her mouth could be seen moving as the white haired girl took a brief look at active scene in front of her. Blinking golden eyes were the only outward reaction she made to her flustered looking friends.
"What happened?"
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Souna Shitori was a persona that was carefully crafted to be unflappable, cold, calculating, and hard working. Something that Sona Sitri had spent time cultivating to live out her school life with order around her. A type of order that was quite commonly uncommon in her own home. So when she received word from one of the teachers that the school had been vandalized during class without anyone knowing. Sona took it in stride, expecting something mundane she could handle in a swift manner.
When the teacher refused to look her in the eyes, she should have seen that as a warning sign, alas it was a fairly normal occurrence. Of course that was all hindsight as once she bared witness to what was done, Sona was quite certain her face had hit a level of red she was sure would never grace her face again.
Words failed the devil as she glared balefully at the portrait that encompassed the entire front of the main building. A picture of herself in her study dressed as a magical girl, in a very familiar outfit she would never admit to owning. That wasn't the killer however, right above her head where she was making a ridiculous pose, one she made in the privacy of her home, was a speech bubble that spelled her doom. It took every ounce of her will to hide her mortification at the words 'Look for teh adventures of Luminous Spell Patroller So-Chan on Vtube' plastered atop the wall.
With a deep shaky breath and a glow of something ominous reaching her violet eyes Sona bit out. "Tsubaki! Please check validity of that video!"
"President I don't think that's necessary." With those words Sona's head snapped sharply to her black haired queen daring her to repeat that statement. Her eyes however were quickly drawn to the single pointed finger by her bespectacled servant to the crowd of teens looking at their phones.
Every so often one would laugh, look up, and then point her direction saying something inaudible.
Fists clenched in a rage that that seemed ready to capitulate whatever resistance she was giving. Sona demanded this travesty be cleaned up and was prepared to turn away to cool off before she heard one earnest individual shout.
"Oh man, this is a series! Souna-taicho is adorable. Hey Rin, you got to look at this!"
Blood, she would have blood from whomever did this. Stiffening when she though of who the most likely culprit was she could just imagine the agony she would put him through for this humiliation.
Any thoughts of future pain and torment were brought to a screeching halt when a very specific jingle went off to her right. The same place her diligent vice-president and queen Tsubaki stood.
'I Brushed against those freckles that I hated so,
Life goes on and I heave a little sigh for yo-'
With a rush of movement and blush lighting her normally sharp face Tsubaki scrambled to pull her phone out. With a quick flick of her wrist the jingle was silenced and the phone placed upon her ear now hidden behind her black tresses.
Clearing her throat and trying to ignore the absolutely glacial glare her king was giving her, she answered quickly. "Yes Kiba-kun?"
Furrowing her brow as she listened she glanced warily at her king before responding.
"Right now? She does know we're dealing with a public matter right?"
There was a small lull in the conversation before her eyes narrowed at the response.
"I see, I'll inform Souna-Taichou. One moment." Looking at her blank king's face, Tsubaki had to suppress a shiver
"Inform me of what?" The frigid woman ground out.
Swallowing a deep gulp she continued without prelude. "Rias-sama has called an emergency meeting, she requests your presence immediately."
"And she can't wait because?"
"Apparently one of her own is missing."
Taking a deep shaky breath Sona counted backwards for a few moments before stiffly turning in the direction of the Occult research Club.
Taking a few steps forward without regards to her queen Tsubaki almost let out a sigh of relief before her name was called a moment later.
"Tsubaki! Do not think we will not be discussing appropriate ringtones during school hours. And tell Saji to get this cleaned up!" With her piece said the bluenette stalked off an aura of rage parting whatever crowd lay in her way.
Releasing a depressed sigh Tsubaki lifted the phone back to her head with all the elegance she could muster. "Let her know we'll be there, see you soon Kiba-kun."
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"Contact someone." The seething response was nothing like what Rias would have expected from her childhood friend. "If he can waltz past the wards your family placed, with none the wiser. Then this matter is way past our scope and ability to handle. If you refuse, I will contact my sister. This is no longer just a minor nuisance."
None of the words coming out of Sona Sitri's mouth were anything Rias wanted to hear, quite evident by the frown gracing her lips.
"Sona we haven't even attempted to handle him."
"No, you haven't attempted to handle him." Sona scolded, pointing a single accusatory finger at the red head. Shifting her posture so her left elbow was in her right hand, she pushed her glasses up before continuing. "The Uzumaki has been gallivanting around my life since he got here. Nothing I have done or attempted to curb his insatiable need for trouble has worked. This! This however, is the golden opportunity I've been looking for to finally be rid of him." Giving her long time friend a contemptuous glare Sona continued. "Admit it Rias, you barely even noticed he existed until a few days ago, now why are you being so obstinate about this?"
Grinding teeth in frustation, Rias took a very deep breath at her friends words. True as they were he still had something she wanted. All she had to do was give up something special to her. Looking away from her fellow heiress Rias's eyes softened upon landing on Koneko sitting in her spot on the couch munching a cookie.
Seemingly bored but sharp golden eyes stared right back, while the dim room drifted into a lul awaiting a response that Rias quite frankly didn't want to give. Sighing weakly upon noticing her peerage, Sona and her queen Tsubaki waiting for an answer she figured now might as well be the best time to talk.
"While I will admit that I did not truly take any notice of Uzumaki Naruto. My reluctance to go to any higher ups stems from an offer the was made."
"He made you an offer?"
"Yes Sona, he offered me a way out of my marriage."
Sona raised a single brow at that. She had seen the contract, and the thing was airtight in its terms. She also noted the surprised looks of Akeno, Kiba and Koneko.
"I can't help but find myself skeptical of this. How would he even be able to help you in this situation, He's no devil so his word holds no sway, and from what I understand, no one knows who he is. What could he possibly offer?"
"Apparently he has some dirt on Riser. The validity of such, if it is true will have severe consequences on not only himself but most of his family if it gets out." With a mirthless laugh Rias Rolled her eyes at the irony of it all. "Of course there is always a price for these things."
Rias paused to recompose herself after spitting those words out. Crossing her arms to lean back in her chair, her eyes hardened when she thought about what came after that.
"Buchou." Akeno spoke softly, worry etched in her features. "What did he want?"
With a quick glance to her Rook, Rias looked to the rest of the occupants in the room.
"What he wanted is not important right now, I need to see if I can get him to agree to anything else." Standing abruptly she clapped her hands signally this part of the conversation was done.
"Sona I called you here to help me find Gasper. Will you do it?"
Sona for her part just glanced at her queen Tsubaki who stood there with a worried look on her face. Closing her eyes she removed her glasses for a moment to think. It was only for a brief moment but when a deep sigh left her lips Rias wore a triumphant grin.
"Rias, you have been a good friend for years to me, so I will help you find Gasper." When she saw the smile on her friends face she however had to put a stop to it. "But! If we are going to do this, we need to inform someone of this. As of recent your father has been rather fleeting, so any information I've received has been rather subpar."
Nodding her head, Rias frowned. Even if she had been avoiding her father Sona was right in that regard, the Duke had been rather absent lately. Understanding Sona's reasoning she decided it wouldn't hurt to speak with her brother.
"Fine Sona, let's get this over with."
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"Aaah…" Was the singular sigh that left the tired teens body as he lowered his form into the hot water. The feeling was divine as his aching muscles underwent their temporary therapy. "This feels amazing…"
His moans of relief just irritated his warden as she petulantly glared at the wimp from her perched bowl. Thick suds covered her form as the girl joined the lost cause she'd been entrusted with in what she found to be a fun new activity, a bubble bath.
"If you can't get up, I'm not helping you" Her sharp but small voice bringing Issei's tired face to her general direction.
"Who asked you half pint?" The tiny girls pink eyes glowed briefly while her head was submerged in bubbles, before a sharp burst of water whipped out of the tub into Issei's head. Head snapping back into the tub with a loud crack.
"Ow-ow-oww, why is it always the head!" Wrapping his arms around his cranium Issei cradled his throbbing injury with tears threatening to spill from his eyes. Sia's eyes glinted in victory as she saw the argument over and done with before sultry laughter was heard from above.
"So this is the boy, Nya~?"
Looking over the the side to where the now open window was a stuffed mouse with a blank expression. Upon seeing a white plush stuffed mouse with pink floppy ears sitting on the window Sia could only moan in despair as the thing chuckled.
"What do you want? You fake cat!"
The soulless looking eyes of the doll never once moved as the head turned swiftly in the fairies direction.
"You take that back dusty, nya!"
Gasping in shock, Sia's pink eyes ignited in righteous fury. "Not on your life Kuroka, it's a good thing daddy stuffed you in that thing to help curb your tendencies. We don't need any more rats lying around!"
The doll hissed heatedly at the smug looking fairy, stuffed body almost coiling to pounce.
"If I'm such a slut what does that make you, sniffing at your daddy's pants when you think no one's looking."
Eyes ablaze and cheeks aflame, Sia gripped the edges of the bowl as she imagined how easy it would be to get rid of the rat. Breathing forcefully the girl turned to her charge huffing indignantly.
"Issei, this thing has insulted my honor as a lady, remove this interloper and I'll see about getting Naruto-sama to cut you a break."
Issei was barely paying attention at this point as he watched a stuffed mouse stand up in a sort of haughty yet offensive manner, while taunting the fairy near him. Instead of listening he stood in the bath baring all his nonexistent glory and went to pick up the toy just to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.
"Oh calling him master now? That's not what you were calling hi-"
When Issei went to grab the doll he was in no way prepared for the flying kick sent his way. Neither did he expect a stuffed animal to pack enough force to launch him through his bathroom door and the wall of the room behind it.
"Ah, sorry." Kuroka commented quickly, "force of habit."
"Ughh…" was the only response she received before footsteps were heard running up the stairs.
"Issei, what was tha- Oh my god, my baby boy!"
Sheepishly looking at the doe eyed fairy who was staring at the damage, Kuroka decided to slip away.
"Huh, I didn't know legs could bend that way."
~Several Minutes Later~
After a quick wiping of minds, a little bit of magic, and some applied fairy dust. Hyoudou Issei sat in his room glaring begrudgingly, at the strange toy that had taken up residence on his bed. Sia the fairy was nowhere to be seen as the living doll seemed to content itself with snickering at some of his special collection.
"Okay, talking toys and the coming apocalypse. I don't think I can be surprised anymore."
"You have a rival who is just waiting for you to get stronger, just so he can kill you."
Shaking his head at his bleak future Issei carried on.
"What do you want?"
Humming the stuffed mouse just flipped a page before answering lazily.
"Me? I'm just here to give you a little bit of motivation."
"Why? I don't even know you." When those words left his mouth something inside of him seemed to twist. The stuffed animal froze for a moment before slowly turning its emotionless face towards him.
"Because the guy who's training you, is supposed to be fixing what he did to me! Now I need you to hurry your butt up and get stronger, because he's spending time he could be helping me, on you!"
Standing up from the bed with the magazine still in hand, all pretenses of civility dropping from the toy as the gaze of those dead beady eyes laid into the boy.
"So here is what's gonna happen. Everyday Naruto spends training you, I will destroy one more piece of your precious collection. I will deprive you of all of your precious oppai! So put your all into it or suffer my wrath-nya!"
With those words she tore the magazine to shreds, gave Issei the dirtiest look an expressionless floppy eared stuffed mouse could and left via the window.
"Wow, she has anger issues."
Issei just sagged at those bright chirpy while Sia appeared on his shoulder.
"Let's just get today over with Sia."
"That's the spirit, lets go punching bag!"
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"Not bad kid, you really had me on the ropes for a while."
"W-well, I had a lot of practice." Was the muffled response from the box in Naruto's arms. Walking down a strip of hallway with a smile on his face, he chuckled briefly looking down at the closed lid. "So, are you really taking me back?"
"Gasper you've asked that question like ten times since we left. We're almost there"
"I'm, sorry."
"Augh, geeze you whine more than a toddler." Upon reaching the door to the empty clubroom, Naruto set about preparing the package for its recipient, black marker at the ready as he placed the box where it could not be missed. "Anyway, we're here. Man what type of woman is she, to happily deal with your crap. Makes me feel a little bad."
"H-hey! Stop being mean to Rias-sama." The box boy sniffled as scraping squeak sound played above him.
"Keep your panties on kid. I was just surprised, you really do have a high opinion of Rias, don't you." Finishing his messaged Naruto stood up, inspecting his work to make sure it gave proper effect.
"Yeah, she saved me." The quiet way the boy spoke signaled the end of the conversation to Naruto. Bending down to pat the box softly, a soft smile filled his face.
"You're a good kid, you know what you love and you'll protect it, I'm sure. She is going to need that in the coming days." With a clap of his hands Naruto restarted his slow pace through the hall leaving the box boy behind him. "Anyways, the princess should be here soon, so tell her I said hi."
As soon as he rounded the corner a glow emanated from the box before dissipating in small wisps. Not even a minute later there was a flash of light and Sona Sitri appeared next to the box in a seated position as if she was discussing something only moments before. A look of Nervous concentration sat on her face as her hands were balled up in front of her mouth. That was until she fell to the ground.
"KYA~!" The girl shrieked when upon landing on her bum from her position.
To say Sona was scared was an understatement. It quickly dawned on her that she was unwillingly teleported away from her allies to the hallway of the ORC. Any rage that she felt was quickly stripped away as she looked frantically for whatever attacker would be waiting for her. Scrambling to her feet, Sona barely gave the box in front of her a cursory glance, as her head whipped too and fro. The moment was quickly ended however by a timid voice.
"Uhmmm, Rias-sama, is that you?"
Jumping in fright, the girl immediately set off casting a deluge of water in the direction of the box. That was until she realized she recognized the voice. Then in an odd turn of events her spell backfired and Sona found herself standing drenched in that hallway, the box she aimed at oddly untouched by even a single drop.
It was at that moment that she noticed a note on the box, with what looked like some kind of fading scribble above it. The letter was addressed to herself.
'Hey Sona, thanks for dropping in real quick. Can you let Rias know that I brought Gasper back? Thanks.'
The girl stared at the note as if it was an alien for a brief moment. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Her hands clenched and unclenched several times as if she was trying to crush something, while her shoulders shook like the world was carried on them.
Then it stopped suddenly as Sona stiffened up. Turning mechanically away from the box, the girl left silently, ignoring the calls for Rias the box was uttering.
-Several Minutes Later-
It didn't take very long for Rias to come charging to her club room like a bat out of hell. Following closed behind was her peerage. Upon seeing the box, she didn't even take any time to examine anything as she tore the box apart to get to the alleged boy inside.
Upon reaching the prize who shrieked in fright, The red-head swept him up into an embrace. Declaring how glad she was he came back safe and sound.
"Eh, Rias-sama why did you break the box? Y-you know I'm not good at this." His protests where succinctly ignored while Rias pulled away from him examining him for any anomalies.
"He didn't do anything to you did he?"
"N-no, we played video games and talked. Naruto says hi."
Rias examined the stuttering boy for any hints of lies, yet all she found was the same nervous energy that he always had.
"Are you sure?"
"Uhuh, Naruto said he was curious about me."
"Curious about what?"
"J-just how I was living and if I was happy."
Rias paused to look to her queen in disbelief before turning back to her bishop.
"That was it?"
Feeling a little more confident in his answer, Gasper nodded his head keeping his focus on his King..
"Y-yeah, even though it was scary, and I cried a lot. He was really nice to me and it was kind of… fun. Why?"
"Gasper I don't know how to explain this, but we've been trapped in Kuoh."
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"Mittelt, are you sure this is the last place Raynare was."
The short pig tailed blond nodded vigorously, worried eyes scanning the park the boy was supposed to die in. The order that apparently did not come from her higher ups, as the shaggy blonde and black haired man besides informed her.
"Yeah, this was the place Raynare said she would do it. It's also where I last felt her presence. Why Azazel-sama?"
Staring off into the forest that shouldn't be, the man stared in worry at the site. A worry that did little to settle Mittelts feelings on the matter. Then he turned to her a serious but strangely sorrowful glint hiding in his eyes.
"Because the last time trees like these were seen, the original fairies were around."
"What do you mean Azazel-sama? There are different fairies than those pretentious dunderheads?"
Chuckling sadly Azazel nodded briefly.
"Yes, and if they're back. We have bigger problems than our wayward Raynare." Turning away from the forest six pairs of black wings spread wide as Azazel shot himself into the air. "Let's go Mittelt, I'll explain later. There is much to be done now that he's returned."