Friday, the last day of the school week, had come and gone in a blur to Issei. He could hardly concentrate on the things a normal high school student should be, what with all the rapid changes in his life.

The sudden reveal that supernatural beings were real, having a bunch of them in his school. Learning that he had a dragon sealed inside his soul, becoming a devil, and then part dragon almost at the same time.

The thought that there was no way he should have been able to mentally absorb all of this as the truth came to mind. But when everything had been proven beyond any reasonable doubt, all he could really do was just take it in stride and move forward.

The only thing he could really recall that was even somewhat related to a normal school life, was Sona saying that she wanted him to basically a go between for the class reps and the student council, a position that required little of his time, so he'd be free to join a club of his choosing.

He had pretty much decided to join the kendo club, with Ddraig, Elsha and Sona urging him to do so. They claimed that knowing how to deal with an opponent armed with a sword would be extremely useful, since supernatural battles tended to be with either magic of melee weapons.

Going to get the club membership form had been the first close call Issei had in quite a while since his anti-perv training had started. And had Katase and Murayama not stepped in, he thought for sure he'd be sporting some new bruises.

He had been walking to where the kendo club met after school each day, lost in a mental conversation with Ddraig and Elsha about why Kendo was the right choice instead of some sort of martial arts club.

[Training against an armed opponent is harder to find and adapt to than a purely physical art.] Ddraig had said. And while Issei could agree with him, he still had wanted to argue that he should have at least a basic knowledge of how to act in a fist fight first.

But Elsha had brought up a good point other than what the legendary dragon had offered that had convinced him that it was the right decision.

" If you can learn to read the strikes of a sword, which will be quicker, and have a longer reach, reading a strike from a fist will be much easier Ise."

'Hmmm, I suppose that makes sense. Still though, I get the feeling that Yui and Kaori are going to get a little too much satisfaction of having another excuse to beat the crap out of me.' Issei reasoned.

Walking through the campus with his head towards the ground, most students still around just thought he looked lost in thought, oblivious to the fact that he had two voices talking to him in his head.

His walk to the kendo room was coming to a quick close without him realizing it. only a dozen or so more steps and he'd be at the door.

" The best training results I ever had, were when my opponent held no qualms about possibly inflicting fatal wounds. If you had someone like that to spar against, the results would be much quicker. Oh, well would you look at that…You might just get a taste now." Elsha spoke, her tone at first was analytical, but the end was filled with surprise…and a hint of mischievous glee.

Issei hadn't registered the fact that his hand had already grabbed and turned the door to the Kendo room, and had made the first two steps inside. The only reason he looked up and around him when he did, was due to the echoed gasps that seemed to surround him.

His eyes became focused as they came back up, only widen in surprise.

The sight hadn't fully registered in his mind, but the scents did. Salt, along with a mixture of wood and various others. Two were familiar to Issei though.

Azalea's and Cinnamon, both with a hint of salt to them.

As his brain connected to his eyes, Issei realized that he was looking at about a dozen young women in various states of undress. All of them had their eyes locked onto him.

Most were still removing their Kendo gear. 3 were walking around in their bra and panties. The girl that looked the most mortified was standing completely bare chested, bent over to remove the last undergarment, her face bright red and eyes starting to flicker with anger.

Issei was shocked stiff, almost like he was frozen in a block of ice. His minds eye taking picture after picture of the scene before him. Still in his daze, the scent of cinnamon and azaleas crept up from his right.

"Ise?" he heard the voice of Murayama vaguely.

No response.

"Oi, Ise!" This time Katase, a little louder, noticing his unmoving form.

The newly born devil/dragon could feel a rapid heat wash over him as those two unseen voices walked closer, the salt laced smells flooding his being. His heart picked up its pace, and a quick spell of light headedness came with it. He could swear that the only thing he heard at the moment was his blood pumping through his veins as his vision seemed to black out for the briefest of moments.

Two hands closed over his shoulders, and lightly shook him back and forth. His sight came back, and Murayama was standing in front of him in her nearly topless glory with a look of worry across her face.

Her bra was unhooked but still on her shoulders, barely containing her larger than average breasts.

Issei had to bite his cheek as he felt an urge to bite her where her collarbone met her neck.

The shock that pain gave him, brought him back to reality completely. He slammed his eyes shut tightly, brought his right hand to cover his nose from the intoxicating smell that was overwhelming his senses, and tried to turn around but Murayama wouldn't let him.

"Sorry! I didn't know you change in here." He said, loud enough for his voice to carry through the entire room. 'Best…day…ever…' he thought to himself

Murayama and Katase looked at their friend, and the state he was in. His eyes had been glazed over when they walked over to him, he was almost catatonic. His chest was raising and falling at a fast and uneven rate. And a faint blush came over his cheeks.

They looked to each other, shared a silent comment to each other, before Murayama removed her hands from his shoulders. She instead grabbed his left hand, and started dragging him to the back room where the supplies were kept.

"C'mon, we'll talk back here so they can change." Murayama said gently.

"Well damn. I thought for sure that they'd be out for blood after that little stunt. Ise you lady killer. Fufufu. Although, who knew these two would get such a strong reaction from you." Elsha chimed in his head.

"You're not helping Elsha." Issei mistakenly spoke out loud, thankfully only Katase and Murayama had the possibility to hear him, which they did. And dragged him the last few feet to the back room even quicker to find out what was wrong.

Now in the back room, the sliding door closed and the whispers of the other members picking back up, Murayama released her hold on Issei, quickly hooking her bra back into place.

[kukuku, this is amusing.] Apparently Ddraig found his hosts situation funny as well.

"Ise, whats wrong? You can open your eyes now." Katase spoke from Murayamas side, both directly in front of him.

Issei quickly shook his head, made a little awkward with his hand still covering his nose.

"You two are in your underwear, the last time I saw you like this, you beat me till I couldn't see straight."

"Heh, yeah, that was fun. But we hardly knew each other then Ise. You've seen us in bikini's, not much difference other than some lace. Now, open your eyes." Katase chuckled as she thought fondly of the beating they gave him that day.

Issei slowly opened his eyes, and half anticipated to see a wooden sword coming his way, but thankfully didn't. He only saw the two girls in their lacy underwear.

"What brought you here?" Murayama asked.

"To grab an application." he answered shortly.

Katase tilted her head to the side, while Murayama had a frown of confusion for a brief moment, before they flashed Issei a smile that could shine through the thickest shadow.

"Really?" "You want to join the kendo club?"

When Issei nodded to their question, his hand was knocked from his nostrils as Murayama and Katase lunged forward to hug him.

The air in Issei's lungs was knocked out from the unexpected contact, with Murayama's arms around his waist and Katase's around his neck, Issei took a breath in surprise only to feel that heat return throughout his body.

The instincts pulsing through his body were nearly demanding that he pin them underneath his body, mark them as his, take them, spoil them, defile them.

And Issei was more than a little frightened of what was going through his mind.

'What the hell is happening to me? Ddraig? Elsha?'

The double set of laughter ringing in his mind was just a tad unsettling, but they quickly calmed down to answer.

"You have two attractive, almost naked, sweaty girls attached to you. I'm rather impressed that you haven't given in to the urge. This is due to the dragon in you Ise, take a deep breath through your mouth, and not the nose."

'And why does the sweaty part of all this make a difference?!' Issei yelled out to Elsha as he took her advice and took a breath in through his mouth, and blew out his nose.

[Dragons respect power, and the pursuit of power. It's not so much the fact of them perspiring, but that which it represents. Working to better ones self is a desirable trait in a mate. And your body recognized that on some level, your two future mates are doing at least some of it for you.]

The implication of Ddraigs words sank in quickly, making Issei jerk himself back, half in surprise and half disgust with himself. he got his body free from the duo holding onto him, and quickly pulled his hand back to his nose.

They were their own person, made their own choices. Who was he to think that they were his?

"Ise, you're looking at it the wrong way." Elsha said, trying to soothe him.

The girls looked at him with a mixture of hurt and confusion. Until they saw that his eyes seemed to be unfocused.

"Ise, what's wrong?"

Issei opened his mouth to speak, but the flash of green light in the room stopped him. It died down quickly, and all three of them were looking at his arm as he brought up the boosted gear.

"Let me Ise." Elsha said to her pupil and successor.

"Yui, Kaori. Nothing is wrong per se. Ise is just having trouble with his new dragon side, and the instinctual desires that come along with it. You know that he finds you both attractive. His new instincts are almost screaming at him to make a move on you two." The two girls were both surprised with the casual way the female voice called out to them. But figured that it was because she was linked to Ise. An intense blush came over them with the mention of what was bothering the boy in front of them.

"A dragon respects power, and the pursuit for it." She continued, mirroring Ddraigs words.

"With his affections for you two, your state of undress, and the sweaty post workout state your in… Every instinct, both new and old are going haywire."

"Elsha, what the hell?!" Issei yelled at the powerful woman.

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Walking home after school and after Sona had looked for….something in his body, Issei had his phone out and was opening a new message. Much to his surprise, it was from his old buddy Matsuda.

-YO Ise! you free tomorrow? Motohama wants to go grab a new figure, and theres a new place we want to hit up.

Looking up to the sky as he walked, Issei tried to recall if there were any plans he'd already made this weekend. He couldn't remember making any with Katase or Murayama, although there was something coming up that this little shopping excursion would be good for.

He had only known Momo and Reya for a few days, so there weren't any plans there that he could recall. Sona had also said he would have his weekend to himself.

Plus, he hadn't seen his middle school friends in over a month, so why not hang out and see what their new school life is like for them. The thought of being free to let his more carnal desires show was a welcomed one.

I've got nothing planned, meet up at the same place and time?

After hitting send, He pondered what he needed to look for tomorrow, and how his friends would react. Buying a birthday gift for a girl could imply a closer relationship then what he had with them, but it would be so worth it to rub in the fact that he was friends with some drop dead gorgeous girls now.

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Still sitting inside her office in the student council, Sona was going over what she found out about Issei's magical structure.

She wanted to test for any possible elemental affinities that were lying dormant. There was a good chance that the servant would take on aspects of their masters magical abilities once the evil piece was placed inside them. All of her peerage had at least a small affinity with water after she reincarnated them, Tsubaki being the one with the highest so far.

That wasn't too surprising, seeing as her family line was known for cleansing evil spirits, and water had purifying properties.

But what she thought she found in Issei was just…Impossible. It shouldn't be possible. And to a certain degree, Sona felt that it was just, wrong.

As she expected when she first peered into his being, the greatest element he held was fire. Being turned part dragon would do that.

The fire he displayed during her training session with Issei was nothing compared to the fire hidden inside him. It was a flame that burned unlike any she'd seen before. It was hotter than the flames Issei used previously, and it flicked wildly, almost as if trying to search for something to burn until not even ash remained.

Then she found the small flow of water, gently passing through him. That was a sight Sona had always found calming. It was a peculiar feeling for her this time though, she could hear the crackling of the fire, feel its warmth spread around her as she gazed at the crystal clear liquid. It gave her a sense of peace, a security she had only experienced from one other.

That was when her minds eye caught the small glimmer of something that looked like it was far in the distance, only to find that instead of being far away, it was just incredibly small.

That didn't help the shock of what she found though, merely made her more curious about it. For something like this to have taken a place inside of Issei, it wasn't an inborn ability. Instead it was something that he had to have regular contact with, something that his spirit, his soul welcomed into itself.

Her own nature was telling her to run away from the small glowing globe, lest she cease to exist.

'It doesn't seem to be harming him in any way. At least, not with its current strength. How did he obtain it though? A person, an object?'

Sona was brought out of her thoughts by a knock on the door to her office. She straightened herself in her chair before calling to the person at the door.

"Enter."

As the door opened, Sona knew who it was as soon as she caught a glimpse of that crimson hair. But why Rias was here to see her was a mystery.

The Gremory heiress walked into the office with her usual grace and regal posture, approaching Sona's desk with a smile for her friend.

"Hello Sona, did I catch you at a bad time?"

Sona returned the smile, as long as the meeting was for a friendly nature and not something related to a problem in their territory, she was always glad to see the Crimson Ruin Princess.

"No, just finishing some paperwork is all. What can I do for you Rias?"

Rias sat in the seat across from her friends desk, legs crossed and hands folded in her lap, emitting the perfect picture of the noble birth from which she came.

"I have a request of sorts."

Sona raised an eyebrow at that. Rias almost never asked her for anything, and with the new addition to the devil count, there was little question in her mind that this request had to do with Issei.

"I'm listening."

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"I swear you two are trying to kill me or something!"

Issei exclaimed through pants. after going through the usual evening with his parents, Ddraig and Elsha told him it was time for bed and training inside the Boosted Gear. Told, not asked. And for some reason that irritated him.

His hands were on his knees as he bent forward catching his breath. Once again he found himself in Elsha's field.

This time around, they were working on getting Issei used to using his wings to direct his body to evade attacks. And after what seemed like days, but was more accurately just over two hours, he was sporting some good bruises on his body. Even if they were basically imaginary, they hurt like hell at the moment.

Issei caught the sight of Elsha's white dress in front of him as her floral scent bombarded his senses.

Her presence had an equal amount of calming and arousing effect on him, which felt really strange. If he ever told someone that he had been turned on by a woman that had been dead for over a century, he was sure they would give him a look of pure disgust, thinking he was some sort of necrophiliac or something.

A soft hand cupped his chin and effortlessly lifted him back to a standing position. He was immediately met with the sky blue and green eyes of his teacher/predecessor.

Her hand moved from his chin to back of his head. Elsha stepped forward into him, her left arm reaching around to his back and pulled him close into a hug. Her head leaned forward to rest against the side of his.

"I'm proud of you Ise. You're learning so quickly." She spoke softly into his ear, his newer instincts were flared from the close contact, as his face was being pressed into her bountiful bust.

With a sigh of contentment, and the quickly receding exhaustion, Issei wrapped his arms around to her back and returned the hug. His eyes were closed and taking in the floral scent Elsha exuded.

He could now differentiate the separate flowers, their night began with him and Elsha taking a walk and checking the floral species. Lilys, roses, iris, chrysthanemum, daisies. There were plenty more, but he couldn't identify those by scent scent alone yet.

"Let's take a break, okay?" Elsha said, as she released her grip on Issei.

His grip tightened around her for a brief moment, before pulling back to stand on his own.

The two sat down in the shade of a tree to talk as Ddraig closed his eyes for a nap, not feeling that he was needed for whatever conversation was going on.

Issei started to think about his day hanging out with his friends tomorrow, and what it was that he would be looking for, he'd have to bring the stash of money in his drawer with him.

"Ise." Elsha said, bringing his attention over to her.

"Before we end for the night, there's one more thing i'd like for you to try."

If a girl this unbelievably hot had said those words to him before he had met Katase and Murayama, Issei's mind would have gone straight to thinking of all the sexual things he'd want to do to her.

Even though he knew this was pertaining to some part of his training, he couldn't help but briefly picture her naked, kneeling in front of him, her lips wrapped around his-

*thud*

Issei's head tilted back from being flicked between the eyes by Elsha. Rubbing the spot as he looked back towards her, he saw an amused smile on her face and her cheeks lightly pink.

"Focus. This is important." Elsha scolded him lightly. She saw the perverted grin on his face, and needed him to focus. It was expected that his thoughts would wander that way, due to his age, and with his new change into part dragon, but that would have to wait until he was done with training.

"Alright, i'm ready." Issei said after shaking his head clear of those thoughts.

Elsha moved to sit directly in front of Issei, and took both his hands in hers.

"What i'm going to show you is a stepping stone. We're going to do a form of astral projection. You'll only be able to hold it for a few seconds before coming back here, okay?"

Issei's eyes widened a bit at what she said they'd be doing. He wasn't really sure why she wanted to show this to him, but it sounded like an awesome ability to have.

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Issei was dressed and just about ready to head out the door, before remembering to grab the extra cash he had hidden away in case he ever needed it. Running up to his room, he pulled open his sock and underwear drawer and went directly to the bottom.

Grabbing the bundle of boxers and lifting them up, Issei felt something metal in between his fingers.

pulling his hand back to see what it was, he pulled out a bracelet that was a mix of Black and gold links. On each of the golden links was what looked like a small dragon etched perfectly into it, and on the black was a circular shield with unreadable runes.

Issei's eyes widened as he remembered where he'd gotten this piece of jewelry.

"I can't believe it's been here this whole time… I thought I lost it." He whispered to himself. Sliding it over his left wrist, Issei saw that it was a perfect fit, it wasn't too tight and it didn't dangle too far off his wrist.

"Mr. Shidou really wanted me to always wear this thing."

When he grabbed the money from the other side of his drawer, Issei left his house to the train station to meet up with his friends.

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A quick train ride later, Issei was walking up to the cafe that him and his two friends usually met at for one of their city visits. The bell above the door rang as he pushed it open and walked inside.

The mild chatter of the place was met with a scent that never failed to make his mouth water, his favorite food, cheesecake.

Walking to the table where he saw the bald head of Matsuda, Issei took notice of the skimpy maid outfits that made this their designated fuel up stop before they headed to wherever they had in mind. One of the maids in particular caught his attention, she looked like she would be a better fit on a runway as a model than working here.

The short, low-cut bright pink and white outfit was straining to contain her ample cleavage, and long toned legs. Issei almost walked into a support beam in the walkway from not being able to tear his eyes away. Luckily the voice of his friends calling for him pulled his attention just before he embarrassed himself.

"Ise!" Matsuda and Motohama called out at the same time, seeing their friend staring at the same girl they had when they arrived.

Issei took his seat at the four seat table and greeted his friends.

"Hey guys, long time no see." He said with a light hearted smile, genuinely happy to see them again.

After ordering some food and small talk, Motohama stopped ogling the Model waitress.

"So tell us Ise…Is Kuoh Academy the promised land we dreamed it would be?" Motohama asked, pushing his glasses back into place, making them gleam from the bright lights above.

Issei immediately thought of all the top notch beauties he's seen in only one week of being enrolled at the school, and his face split into a wide grin.

"You guys have no idea…"

There was a brief silence between the three, before they yelled in anger and jealousy, and then smashed their fists into Issei's face making his chair fall back onto the floor.

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Back in Kuoh, Sona was pacing around the student council office, biting the nail of her thumb.

Tsubaki had come in to assist with any last minute duties that might have come up, and hadn't expected the scene she walked into. Never had she seen Sona look so worked up before, and couldn't even get a response from the Sitri heiress.

Their were no ongoing problems that Tsubaki could think of that would bring this about, so it had to be something that came up this morning. 'But what is it?' She thought.

After a few dozen more laps around the room, Sona was suddenly stopped in place by a hand placed on each shoulder. Looking up from the floor, Sona saw that it was her queen and one of her best friends, and blew out a sigh to try and calm herself down.

"Kaichou, what's got you so worked up?" Tsubaki asked

Sona made herself sit down in her desk chair, the place she sat whenever she needed to think her problems through.

With another sigh, Sona met Tsubaki's expectant gaze. But when she wanted the words to come, Sona felt a sudden lump in her throat and tears try to make themselves to her eyes.

"I can't feel Issei…" She tried her best to swallow the lump down, forcing her emotions under her control.

It wasn't like her to lose control of herself, but she couldn't help it. The only reason she knew of for the link to her evil pieces to be cut, was for the host to have been killed.

She had just arrived at her office when her link to him was suddenly cut off. There was no spike to indicate that he was in trouble or pain, it was just….gone. Like he vanished off the face of the earth.

If Issei truly was dead, than it was more than likely her fault. She had been the one to reincarnate him, so if he unknowingly wandered into church or fallen territory…she honestly didn't want to think of what could have happened.

"The link went silent about two hours ago. I can't feel anything, no emotion, no sensation….nothing."

Tsubaki's eyes widened slightly at what she heard. Instead of losing herself to the same worry that her king was, she immediately tried to think of a solution.

"Have you contacted his family or his two friends?"

Sona shook her head no.

"I've been waiting to see if the link comes back."

Tsubaki walked over to the file cabinet, looking for the Hyoudou folder to get his home phone number, as well as the ones for his two friends Murayama and Katase.

Once she had them set on the desk, she paused as she reached for the phone.

"Do you want me to call in the others?"

Sona had her forehead resting against her interlaced fingers, and nodded.

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All in all, Issei thought the day with his friends was going well. He had successfully brought his friends into a jealous rage when they found out that he was pretty much surrounded by girls that could easily be future supermodels.

And the look on their faces when he said he needed to buy a birthday present for one of them brought on more questions about said girl.

When he said that Katase's birthday was the same weekend that she'd be staying over at his house, they had looks of pure murderous jealousy. They demanded to see pictures of the girl that he'd be in close proximity to overnight, he could feel the heat from their eyes when he showed the picture his mom took of them at the beach.

It was a picture of him with both Murayama and Katase. They were each in a bikini, Katase's was black and purple, while Murayama's was a bright yellow.

Motohama took to scanning their sizes right away, and deemed that while Murayama had the greater assets overall, Katase's proportions were nearly in perfect balance, and therefor unable to determine which girl was better. His head nearly exploded from the indecision.

When they were in the shop for Motohama to buy his Gundam figure, Issei struck up a conversation with a girl that had been buying the same one. At first she had seemed incredibly cold and serious when he approached her, but it hadn't phased Issei in the slightest, having been shown the same treatment for years from basically the entirety of the female gender before high school.

After he asked her about which ones would be a good starting place if he were looking to build his first figures, her pink eyes light up, as she went into an excited rant about the intricacies of building and painting.

Issei ended up buying two of the ones that the girl, Seekvaira something or other had recommended for beginning builders. They walked around the store talking about their mutual anime interests while Issei waited for Motohama to finish getting his supplies.

She had asked Issei about his bracelet when he reached up to grab an instructional book of painting figures that she told him would be helpful in learning which pieces to start with. Issei noticed that Seekvaira had a strange look in her eyes as she stared at it, almost like she recognized something on it.

Once they left that shop, there was only one more place that they wanted to check out, the new 'gentleman goods' store that had opened up. While they walked, Issei tried to talk to Elsha and Ddraig, both of which were either ignoring him or asleep still, which seemed odd with how late in the day it was becoming.

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Sona sat at her desk, with her peerage, and Katase and Murayama in the room with her. A map of the town on the desk with markers on points of interest.

The group had gathered quickly after Tsubaki had called the Hyoudou home to see if they knew were Issei was. Unfortunately, they had no idea what his plans for the day were.

So they were all gathered to try and narrow down the possibilities of where he had gone.

Momo and Reya were sitting next to each other, the concern clear on their faces.

Yura and Tomoe were had just left to check the shopping area of the town.

Tsubaki was next to her king waiting for further orders.

Katase and Murayama had been trying to call Issei's cellphone, which no matter how many times they called would go straight to voicemail. So it was either dead, or had no signal wherever he was.

Katase closed her phone and slumped onto the couch on the edge of the room, no longer able to hold it back, she started crying.

Murayama was quickly by her side, rubbing her back, trying to hold herself together as best she could. She pulled Katase into a hug and stroked her hair to try and calm her friend down.

"Kaori…He's not dead…right?" Katase asked in between sobs, as she had her arms wrapped around herself, leaning onto Murayama's shoulder.

Murayama couldn't bring herself to even answer, afraid that she would lose control and start crying herself.

They had checked all over town, no one had seen Issei at the spots that the kendo girls said he liked to frequent. The sun would be setting soon, and if they didn't find or hear from him soon, Sona would have to make a decision.

Either label him as dead, or as a stray.

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Issei had just walked into his front yard, and noticed that his phone had been turned off all day. Pressing the power button, he turned the handle and walked inside.

"ISE!"

Issei was immediately pulled into the tightest hug he'd ever felt from his mother, her wet hands wrapping themselves around the back of his head.

When the hug didn't let up after 10 seconds, he knew something was wrong. pulling himself away from his mother, he looked her in the eyes.

"Mom, whats wrong?"

She wiped her eyes with her sleeve, the first dry thing that she could think of.

After the student council had called, Mrs. Hyoudou had called Katase to see if she had heard from her son. When Katase had said 'No', a huge spike of worry flooded her body. If the student council had been trying to get a hold of him, and wasn't able to, her first guess was that he was absorbed in something with his two 'girlfriends' as she liked to call them.

Then she tried calling him herself, and when the 10th call hadn't gone through, she broke down. Calling her husband to leave work and start searching the town.

And now…here he was….safe and sound.

Before she could answer her son, about the fact that nearly all of his friends were looking for him, his phone started ringing in his hand.

Looking at the screen, Issei saw that not only was there an incoming call…but also 37 missed calls.

'Uh, Oh…' He thought.

pressing the button to answer the call, Issei brought the phone to his ear.

"Hello?"

END

been a bit eh? next chapter shouldn't be too long till its out. LATER!