The Hopes of Issei Hyoudou
A/N. So. People are getting confused with my writing, so I'll try to unclutter this story. Reread and shut the plotholes. I might rewrite after I finish the story.
Harem: Akeno, Rias, Sona, Tsubaki, Ophis Xenovia, Raynare, Irina.
Disclaimer: I do not own Highschool DxD nor any things I mention here.
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Chapter 7: Tainted Light
Issei and Asia headed towards the church, making small talk until both of their stomachs groaned.
The blonde nun blushed in embarrassment, hands holding her stomach. Issei grinned sheepishly at her, "I suppose a little detour is required."
He led her to the nearest fastfood and ordered two cheeseburgers. When it was served, he noticed the girl stare at it weirdly.
"You haven't eaten a burger before?" he asked, eyebrow raised. She shook her head no, "The church only fed us with soup and sometimes pasta."
And so he taught her how to eat served food, earning a couple of blushes and laughs from both of them.
It was weird. He's practically had no family. Although her mother had died when he was six, she never had time for him even before that. Her work was more important for her, and while he understood that it was for him anyways, it didn't mean he liked it.
Maturity came soon. He noticed the tiny details, the small actions, the expressions of her face as she slowly fell into depression.
Then she died.
After that, his only friend left him to serve the church, and ever since then, he was afraid to call people his friends.
It was an irrational fear. There was no logical reason for it. He was bitter at the simultaneous losses he gained when he was a child. He then fell into depression as well.
The world seemed so bleak, he literally had no reason to live. Books became his retreat, and soon he was sucked into fantasies.
He snapped out of his musings when they managed to see the church. "Well. Here we are! Are you supposed to meet someone here?"
"I'm not sure..."
Mana signature behind. He spun around and pulled his screwdriver.
"Who's there? Show yourself!"
"If I don't, what would you do?" a deep voice resounded, sounding annoyed yet amused.
A figure appeared from the trees. He was a tall man wearing a trenchcoat and a fedora, like those from the detective films.
"Are you Asia Argento?" the man questioned her, ignoring Issei's sonic pointed at him.
"Y-yes!" she squeaked.
"I am Dohnaseek, is this your... Escort? I expected more."
"Oi! Are you saying I'm weak!?" Issei shouted. He took a step forward aggressively.
"Basically. Leave or I'll kill you." the fedora wearing man threatened, leaking some killing intent.
That seemed to scare the filthy human before him as the brown haired coward stepped back.
Hm. False bravado. Weakling.
The Fallen Angel reached for Asia, but was stopped when Issei held his arm.
Dohnaseek felt anger. How dare this filth touch him!
He growled and threw the brown haired teen away from him, crashing him into a tree.
He took the girl and headed inside the abandoned church, ot noticing the smirk on his victim's face.
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Irina glared at the building in front of her. It seemed decrepit, fitting for a lowly devil, she thought as she pushed the doors open.
She took note of the surroindings. It seemed to be more sophisticated inside. Couches, a table, a shower in the corner, a red haired woman glaring at her, and-
She stopped her sweep of the room as she noticed the intent and the Gremory shooting daggers at her.
"So. What is an agent of the church doing here?" the red head asked.
"Ambassador duties." the blonde countered. It was no use being hostile. It was her job to keep the tensions low, and insulting a devil will definitely cause something.
"Oh? I haven't recieved the memo."
Irina frowned. The church should've sent the memo by now.
As she tried to comprehend the situation, Rias observed the woman from the church.
Skin tight black bodysuit, twin pigtails, black leggings, black arm sleeves.
Irina Shidou. Holy Sword User (Rias frowned), loyal to the Church; bordering zealousness, the irrational hate to anyone against her beliefs.
The file given by the church had other basic information. Along with these were some of her connections in Kuoh.
And it all goes back to Issei Hyoudou.
Rias was genuinely surprised by the boy's questioning. Although his guess of them being demons isn't technically wrong, it was him being somewhat knowledgeable on mana that took the cake.
While he couldn't probably sense and specify Sacred Gears, he probably is a sensor. The brunette also knew how to supress his mana, making him look average.
And all of these just made her want him more.
"I was just kidding. The Church has sent us a missive regarding your arrival." she reassured the alarmed blonde.
Irina's shoulders sagged in relief, "If that's all, may I leave?"
"Of course."
With that, she turned on her heels and wore her robes back.
She had a brunette to track.
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Issei ran back home, slightly limping. That bloody angel did a number on him. Most of his bones ached, his head was still dizzy. But none of them dampened his mood.
He managed to plant a tracker on the aspiring detective. It would record everything happening in that abandoned church, as long as that Dohnutsack doesn't leave it.
Or he could control the spy bug to latch on something else, assuming he gets home before The One Who Shall Not Be Named finds hi-
Shit. That's her isn't it? She hasn't spotted him yet, so he ducked into cover.
He could hear her rapping on his door, annoyed by the sound of it.
Issei extended his senses, hoping that Yuuma wasn't home ye-
Fucking hell. Everything's against him today.
Yuuma was just down the road, carrying groceries.
He fished his pocket for his phone, until he remebered that he left it inside the house.
Fantastic.
He sneaked around the garbage can, planning to intercept Yuuma and lead her away from the residence.
That was the plan until he heard the soft tapping of foot beside him.
He looked up, he smiled brightly, and apruptly stood up.
"Hello!" he said as cheerfully as he could, his cheeks straining, eyes meeting the angry ones of his old friend.
"So what were you doing there, Issei?
"Issei? Oh no. I am not him. I was merely looking for my, ah, keys. Yes. Keys."
She didn't look amused nor convinced.
"Oi. Ise-kun! Open the door!" and there goes Yuuma.
If possible, Irina's glare seemed to darken much much more, her gaze wanting to dissect him.
Ah, crap. There goes his mood.
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Irina was beyond annoyed. Issei led her and another woman into the his house and told them both to sit on the couch.
He then promptly left and headed upstairs, still feeling her disapproving glare bot leaving his back.
And then she stared at the lady nervously smiling at her.
She decides to interrogate her first, before questioning her main target of ire and affection.
"So. What are you to Issei?" Irina asked with an edge in her voice.
"Uhm, he's my b-boyfriend. I'm Y-yuuma Amano." the fallen stuttered.
"Hm. Irina Shidou. Childhood friend of 'Ise-kun'." the blonde stated.
"Well well, I see you've both associatied yourselves with each other." Issei clapped, his clothes changed.
"Now, why have you returned, Shidou-san?"
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A/N: Sorry for the late update. Friend suddenly visited. Please read and Review!
