Issei choked* (Because I messed that up.) on air. He looked around the room before he made eye-contact with Yasaka.
"I'm the reincarnate of Merlin."
If that was what she was told when she first met him, she would have laughed. But she knew it was true, it had been a thought in her head for such a long amount of time. She wanted to ask how he knew for sure, but she doubted she would understand. She sighed mentally. She had no idea where to even begin speaking.
"I know it sounds weird. But I had this… vision. I was walking through a long and narrow corridor. There were dimly lit torches that lined the walls. It was strange… the place… the torches danced almost like they were afraid, and the walls always looked like they were moving. The darkness never stopped pressing me forward. Eventually I started running and it was like the walls were pressing in on me." Issei explained.
Yasaka perked up in her seat, the heat that had rose between her legs from the situation they were both in had fallen. She supposed the only positive thing that came from that suppression was that she no longer felt like tackling him and taking him for a joyride for at least a few minutes. But the feeling that replaced her heat was one of clutching fear. It felt like something was squeezing her chest as he mentioned the corridors. She remembered the dream-like thing she experienced when she slept on Issei, and funny enough—she remembered vividly every detail, and that alone was enough to remind her that something about that place was just so wrong.
"At the end of the corridor it was like I fell into a room. There was a single mirror waiting for me, I tried to turn around and leave but there were only walls there. And as I approached the mirror, the reflection wasn't me, but it was of some old man, dressed in a dark blue robe with designs all over it. He held a wooden staff with a green gem at the top. He told me the orb was a power from Ddraig…" Issei continued to explain.
Yasaka's eyes stayed wide the more he spoke. She remembered that staff. It had the ability to shift into any form Merlin wanted it to be. A bow with the power of destruction was no problem at all. A sword that could also be used for long range magic slashes, no problem. It could be used in whatever way wanted, and it could be infused with any magic wanted just the same. It was a wonder weapon.
And aside from that, she wondered how she saw the same room and mirror as Issei saw when she was asleep beside him. The only difference was what she saw in that mirror. She saw herself and Issei, but he moved into the darkness and her reflection in the mirror followed. But… she doubted now if it was a reflection at all. Perhaps it was a warning of sorts.
But if that was the case… what happened when she was surrounded by the mirrors and saw Issei in his Balance Breaker?
"Did you… ever see a door in that room Issei?" Yasaka asked. The clutching in her chest grew, and an impending sense of worry filled her. Something about that door she missed. There something behind it that something didn't want her to see. Why?
"A door? I didn't see one… wait, why?" Issei asked. She wondered now if her choice of words was the proper one.
"Honestly… When I slept beside you, I had a dream similar. A corridor, a mirror. But there was a door that was riddled with power I haven't ever felt before. I tried to open it but, I woke up before I saw anything." She explained to him. And just as she did her eyes widened at her own realization. She hadn't noticed before because of the urgency when she awoke. But she had complete control over everything she did in that dream…
Which meant it wasn't a dream at all. It was too real; everything was so real in that place. It was something a dream couldn't replicate perfectly. That meant, to her, that place was like a labyrinth of sorts. It tried to keep things away. So perhaps the mirrors were a way of inducing fear into intruders? That still didn't explain the door though.
A thought came to her head in that moment. If she saw that room and corridor because she slept beside him, does that mean Irina also saw it? She decided she would ask her when she got the time to do so.
"Well… The man behind the mirror was Merlin. He told me what I was and gave me his staff. He told me I could summon in any form I wanted, whenever I wanted. But… I don't know how. He called it the Staff of Myrddin." Issei finished, deciding to end his story there instead of continuing about Merlin's past.
Her breath hitched. He was in possession of the staff of Merlin? One of the most powerful mage staffs to have ever existed, thought to be lost to time, was in the hands of the reincarnate of Merlin? Not only to mention it was in the hands of the Red Dragon respectively. There was no wonder she couldn't teach him anything magically. He was already at the top of his game. The only thing he needed was to be taught how to fight and strategize for combat. But even the best fighters or strategists could be outmatched by brute force.
"Issei… imagine the staff forming in your hand. Imagine it taking the shape of whatever weapon you want to use, or like the look of the most. I'm not sure it works that way, but it's worth a try." Yasaka explained. She hadn't ever seen how it was summoned, so it was foreign territory for her and it was a lot like treading on ice.
She brought her fist up to her lips in thought. She looked around the conference room she was in and thought about her situation. Would it be wise to have Issei summon the staff at a place like this? She looked at Issei, his eyes were looking down at his hand, which were clutched into tight balls to the point his knuckles turned white. She supposed summoning the staff could wait. His feelings were more important to her than his power.
She stood from her chair and took a few steps towards him. She put a hand on his left shoulder and moved herself into a sitting position in his lap. She thought for a second that maybe she shouldn't be doing something like this, but she didn't care anymore. She liked the boy, and she was tired of hiding it. She also figured it would be better for his spirits if she was the one in his lap rather than vice versa.
It was a feeling like electricity that shot through her as she touched him. A sudden heat filled her deepest region as she wrapped her arms around his neck in a gentle hug. She felt good like this, and looking at Issei, she knew he enjoyed it as well. But he had an internal struggle from what he had just done that hindered him from enjoying it even more. She knew what she needed to say, and she was going to mean every word of it, but she wanted to say it in a way that wouldn't make him feel uncomfortable.
"I know how you are feeling Issei. I feel you. We Youkai are sensitive to emotion; we can sense how someone feels by touching them. It's okay Issei, don't be upset… you protected us from people who wanted to hurt us. You did the right thing." Yasaka said, caressing his head as she moved him into her chest. He hadn't returned her hug and she felt there was some other reason be was downcast.
"It's not that. Well… it is. I'm just… scared. I don't want to put any of you in danger, but after what just happened…" Issei began, looking up to look Yasaka in the eyes. She was close enough for him to feel her breath touch his skin. She smiled at him.
"You just did protect us. You don't have any reason to be scared, Issei. I suppose there are some things that I can't recognize that you can… so, let's rely on each other for support okay? I promise, I will do my best to protect you from those people. I don't want to lose one of the best things to happen in my life."
To her, the words were something simple. She had meant everything she said, and it came to her easily. But to him, they were words that caused a clenching in his chest. They meant so much to him. The woman who took him in after he lost his parents, showered him with acceptance and love even after he attacked her, was sitting in his lap and telling him she needed him and he was one of the best things to happen to her. He felt his eyes tingle.
He moved his arms from his sides and wrapped them around her to return her embrace. She moved too willingly into the embrace, pressing herself closer against him. He felt his fingers burrow into the fabric of her clothes and tracing her body. As he touched her back, she moved herself in more and more until eventually she was pushed against him with little room between the two of them. There was a comforting silence that fell over them for only a few seconds as each of them cherished the moment. Issei felt a warm feeling that was directed at the woman in his lap… he tried to pass it off as a comforting warmth, but he knew better. It was attraction. He was attracted to her and her knew it. He felt her move above him, and he looked at her, only to match her gaze with his own.
"Issei… how about we finish up here and head home?"
He nodded at her. Of course, it was more of an instinctual thing than it was him being honest with himself. If he were being honest, and he wished he had been, he would have chosen to stay close to her for a little while longer. He liked being in her company, the warmth she gave him made him feel like he was ten feet tall. It wasn't a feeling of comfort that a mother would give to child—it was similar, but not quite the same. He couldn't see her as a mother figure, and he was beginning to see that she didn't see him as her adopted child.
But it left him conflicted inside. He had both Irina and Yasaka to decide from. Even if the choice was easy from an outside perspective, he didn't know what to do. He always wanted a harem, it was the dream he held close to him, but the crushing reality was that he would eventually have to choose between the two, and he didn't want to hurt either of them. Life wasn't a fantasy world were everything went perfectly. He was always contempt with being labeled as a pervert, he had come to accept it. And he had also accepted the fact he probably wasn't ever going to actually have a harem. It was a dream that was going to stay a dream.
But to stay true to his character, he wondered how he would pull it off. Yasaka stood from his lap and moved her feet to take her first step away form him. His thoughts moved faster as he watched her, the slight sway of her hips that he had no idea was so noticeable. He hadn't ever been good at reading body language, but damn he wished he was that linguistic. He could reach out and grab her, or he could let her walk away and they could carry about their day like normal. But was normal always good? He was many things when he was at Kuoh, but nobody ever labeled him as being 'normal.'
He reached for her; his left hand grasping onto hers. She turned and looked at him quizzically. He moved quickly and embraced her in a hug once more. At first, she was surprised by the action, but she slowly fell back into the notion as well. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around him again, this time while standing. She was happy he reached for her. And without her even knowing it, the heat began to rise inside of her to an extreme level.
"You could have just told me you wanted us to be together a little longer." She teased him. Her thoughts moved onto him and the situation they were in. They had just gotten out of a situation where they were attacked and threatened. Where her daughter was threatened. And now here she was.
Just what was this boy doing to her? It would only be a matter of time at this point before she was completely at his mercy, down on her knees. He was taking over her, and she loved it. She couldn't get enough. She tried to hold herself back, but it was so difficult. She knew it was wrong, but it felt so right. She owed him a lot, and she wanted to make sure he knew how thankful she was for saving her daughter. But what he said next… how could she keep herself down?
"Yasaka… what am I to you? How do you see me?"
That was the question that was going to change her future forever. She could easily tell him a lie, the she saw him as her adopted son. But it was just so much better to tell him the truth. She breathed a heavy breath in. She moved a hand up to his head to massage him gently.
"You'll know the answer to that soon enough, I promise." She was going to make sure of that after their still-unfinished shopping. She was sure that the recent activities were more than enough of a reason to go home and play the rest of the day safe, but that would make their stroll outside the walls of Yasaka's barrier pointless. And she refused to arose suspicion amongst her people. She was never the type to go somewhere for no reason.
Chapter 12: Bombshell Blonde
Several minutes had passed since Issei and Yasaka had left the breakroom in the clothing store. The atmosphere had completely changed since they had come back into the main area. Kunou, instead of standing silently, was bouncing around looking at everything, feeling the soft fabrics of the articles of clothing she thought looked cute. It was the complete opposite reaction that he was expecting from someone who had just been moments away being…
"You are in a happy mood, Kunou. Aren't you a little worried after what just happened?" Irina said, kneeling to the level of the girl in question.
"Of course not! I have Issei to protect me! As long as he is with me, I have nothing to fear!" she exclaimed. Her words made him feel like melting. He hoped he was good enough to protect her and everyone else… no. He would be good enough. He refused to not be.
He reached for the phone he had in his pocket. He figured since he had some time he might as well converse with some people from his old school. What could it hurt? He flipped the large screen of the phone into his vision and pressed the power button on the side. The lock screen was simple enough, it was set to show pictures of different terrains, and today it was a picture of a natural hot spring in Iceland called Blue Lagoon. To say it was beautiful was an understatement.
He swiped his finger over the back of the fingerprint scanner and unlocked the phone. Almost instantly, the number of messages that awaited him were bewildering. He scrolled through the messages until he found the one that he was looking for first. His group chat with his friend. The name has been changed since he was unconscious in the hospital, and the title still made him chuckle: "WeebCon 2K20."
The group chat had once been used as the base of conversations between himself, Motohama and Matusda whenever they need to plan a get together for the release of a new Hentai or erotic video. But scrolling through the messages now, the chat had been filled with questions to himself. Asking him if he was alright, wishing him the best, telling him to say something whenever he got the chance.
Unlike usual, there was a pop-up at the top that read "Ten O'clock Eyes has requested $100 for: 'Travel to Kyoto and visit Issei Funds.' Funds" he laughed at the failed grammar of the sentence he had read. It was funny. They had sent a money request to a group with just themselves and someone who wasn't even awake.
And the names of the people in that group chat were strange and funny in their own ways. Motohama was 'Ten O'clock Eyes,' named that proudly because of his ability to determine the measurement of womanly… 'assets' without being anywhere near them. What a skill to have, right? And Matsuda was named 'Perverted Baldy,' which was given to him by the kendo girls, which then spread like a wildfire. It was just too perfect to change, honestly.
And his name… The Harem King. Because who else was worthy of such a title than the one declaring all the time that he would be a harem king? He decided he would send something, better to hurry up and get back to them. He didn't want to keep them worrying too long.
'Hey guys, don't worry I'm fine. And Motohama, you might want to cancel your money request man. I might be coming to Kuoh again shortly. I've already been told I would stay a student there.'
The message was read almost immediately. Probably because the app warns them of when someone is typing, but almost instantly both of them replied immediately by sending his name in all capitalized letters with exclamation marks. It didn't take long for them to fall back into their normal antics though, as almost immediately, Matsuda began typing about the amount of new erotica, hentai and porno material he had accumulated since he had been gone. All of them exclusive editions.
As Issei read what Matsuda said, he began to think about how he was back when he was a student at Kuoh. How he was always the pervert who never paid attention in class and always peaked on girls while they were changing because he believed he needed to enjoy his youth. His thoughts drifted over to his parent's constant wishes for him while he was a student. How they wanted him to be less perverted and more observant in class. He had lost them, and wanted to bring honor to them as their only descendant. He decided now would be as good as time as any to tell them he was going to change his ways.
'Actually guys… I've decided I want to be less of a pervert. I want to honor what my family wanted from me before their death. I'll still talk to you about those things, but I think I will pass from here on out on peeping. No reading stuff like that at Kuoh for me again.'
He guessed they were shocked for words. His reason for believing that was the fact that they hadn't replied almost immediately, but instead were taking there time, as if they were thinking of what to say. But when the reply the had for him did finally send, it wasn't what he expected at all. He expected them to call him out, tell him he was wrong and was simply blinded because of his loss. But that wasn't what real friends would do. He knew that now.
'We understand man. We got you. We are just both happy you are doing alright and are fine. We look forward to seeing you again, so let us know when you are coming through and we can all go out to eat.'
He swore he felt a tear sting at his eyes as he read the message sent to him. A few seconds later, an image was sent in the chat as well, and once he could see the image finally load, it was a picture of both Motohama and Matsuda, posing in a cheesy picture at Matsuda's house with a hentai he recognized too well. Enjo Kohai (Because why not?). The caption of the pictured read 'Friday is still for the boys!'
He smiled to himself. Another message followed shortly after that one, causing his phone to vibrate.
'Issei, man. We've been waiting months for this show to finally release… we are going to go and watch it, we will talk after, alright man?'
'It's alright. I've got to go as well; we went shopping for clothes to wear and we are about to leave. See you guys.'
'We? You mean… the girl who took you in? Is she hot? Single? Aww… man. I can see it. Your life is going to turn out like an anime. You're gonna get the big busty blonde chick, I'm jealous. P.S. You might want to talk to Katase, she wouldn't leave us alone until we gave her your number.'
He sighed at the last message before shutting the phone off and putting it back in his pocket. He didn't sigh because of what they said about Katase, he sighed because he should have figured they would have said something about Yasaka. And to be honest… they had no idea how close they were. Not even to mention that he found her extremely attractive.
Just as his phone slipped into his pocket, Yasaka had come over to the counter and laid her pile of clothing down at the counter. Almost immediately the girl at the counter turned red as she sorted through the clothes Yasaka had laid out and placed them into bags. Because he was sitting on a bench much lower than the counter, he couldn't see what warranted the reaction from the girl. Yasaka turned and moved towards Issei, sitting down close beside him.
He thought about how he wanted to go and visit his friends and people in Kuoh. He figured now was as good of a time as any to ask her when he could go back for a visit. He turned to her, and the movement caught her attention and caused her to turn to him as well. She looked at him with a bright smile.
"Yasaka… I was wondering when I could go back to Kuoh and see my friends again? I mean, I'm not wanting to stay for too long." As he finished, Yasaka seemed to fall deep into shock. He saw a slight look of worry fall over her, though it left her just as soon as it had come.
"Well… I suppose I could teach you about teleportation magic. When do you want to leave? And would you like someone to go with you? Also, when you go, I imagine that Rias' group will try to talk with you. Sona probably will as well." Yasaka, explained, crossing her arms below her chest and bringing one of her hands to her chin.
"Well… I didn't think about taking anyone with me. I wouldn't be against it, I wouldn't be too lonely then. How about you? I could introduce you to all my friends and… no. That wouldn't be good." Issei began but halted his speech as he thought about what his friends would do and say as soon as soon as they saw her.
"Why wouldn't that work? What's wrong about me?" Yasaka said, reaching and grabbing his right hand. She was only joking around with him to get a reaction for her enjoyment. She knew she wouldn't be the one to travel with him because if she went, she would have to bring Kunou and everyone else would instinctively follow, unless they were left alone with nothing to do. It wouldn't be fair for one, and it would make traversing difficult.
"Nothing is wrong with you; I didn't mean it like that. I would be honored to be escorted by someone as pretty as you, it's just that my friends are extreme perverts. I'm afraid they might do something or say something the moment I introduce you to them." Issei said, not realizing what it was he said at all. Yasaka was shocked at what he said. The heat that she had constantly burning inside her made her decision for her next form of torment on him easy.
She grabbed his arm and forced it to rub against her hip. She moved her body towards until his right shoulder was pressed firmly between her boobs, and her lips were close to his ear. She licked his ear playfully, causing him to peek up straight and blush. She figured she could have even more fun if she teased him. But at the same time, she wanted to mean what she said.
"Shh… don't be too loud, darling. Someone will notice us if you make too much noise here." She whispered into his war gently, trying to sound as seductive to him as possible. She figured she could do better though. "And as far as your friends go… I'll tell them that I belong entirely to you. How does that sound?"
He fumbled as she said that. He couldn't even bring himself to start a stutter in response to her. How could he? He was in a public place, and an absolute bombshell of a blonde was whispering things in his ear that would only normally happen in a fantasy. How the hell could he not be turned on? He couldn't even speak damn it!
But clearly she was far from being done with teasing him. She took the bottom of his ear lobe into her mouth and nibbled it between her teeth, just light enough to rack his head with sensations. She stopped just to whisper something that sent him over his edge.
"You know… if we asked her if we could use the break room again, nobody would bother us. We could do anything. Whatever. We. Want." As she saw him turn a shade of red, she hadn't seen a boy turn before she thought she should probably leave him alone. She released him, giving his ear one last lick before she returned to her normal spot beside them. "I'm just halfway messing with you. I couldn't help myself, I'm a fox after all."
"Wait… partly?" He didn't have much time to think as the other three in their group came up to the counter and laid the clothing they had selected down on the table as well. Each one had their clothes put in bags separate for each of them, and once they were done, Yasaka stood and everyone moved away and to the side of the counter and Issei joined them, leaving Yasaka to talk business with the girl at the counter. However, it didn't look like Yasaka was done with business.
And his hearing had been vastly improved, so he tuned out the three girls who were talking about clothes around him and started to listen to the conversation Yasaka was carrying on with the cashier.
"I want the largest box you have; in the largest size you have." Yasaka said. And not even a few seconds after that, he heard the shuffling of a box hitting the counter and he couldn't help himself. He turned and looked at what Yasaka had asked for, but he only caught a slight glimpse. He read the name Mag and three letters after in order: C, O and N. It sounded familiar to him, but his mind was so jumbled from their previous conversation that he couldn't find the words.
"How much extra for those?" Yasaka asked, reaching into a small pocketbook that she had carried in a pocket inside her Shrine attire.
"You can just… have t-them. Yeah, they are f-free. Have a great di—I mean day! Have a great day!" the longer the girl spoke the redder she became. And as she finished, she put the receipt of what Yasaka had ordered on the table and excused herself to the restroom. Yasaka grabbed her two bags, one of them containing the box of mystery Issei was interested in and walked over to the group.
"Thank you for your kindness once again Yasaka. We are forever grateful." Irina said, bowing her head. Everyone else followed her pursuit and did the same, and Yasaka only smiled.
"Come on. Let's head home so we can work on teaching Issei something new. Then I can cook for us all again, how does that sound?" Yasaka said, everyone was in agreement to her and began to talk amongst themselves what Issei would be learning today. She guided everyone outside the store and through the market area that was below her shrine.
And just as he began to move back towards the shrine, he remembered how Yasaka responded to his question about her thoughts on him. How he would know the answer to that soon enough.
And then the words came rushing to him that he was trying to figure out.
Magnum.
The words that followed were things that were engraved in his head when he was in middle school, and something most every male had to—at one point—come to terms with using.
Condoms.
His head began to pound at the realization. Why? Well… after the stunt Yasaka had pulled on him only minutes ago, and what she said prior… it didn't take long to figure out what she meant when she said he would know soon enough. He would be lying if he said he wasn't excited, but he was nervous as hell, all the same.
But why did she get the largest ones she could? He knew himself well, and he knew for a fact he wasn't magnum worthy. Wait… the rest of his body changed, did that mean… 'that' part did as well? And if it did, how did she know?
His mind did somersaults. He remembered how long he was out, and how each time he awoke, he was clean. Had she… bathed him? That was the only explanation. That means… she probably knew his body better the he himself did.
'Oh…. OOhh. Ohh man…'
Chapter 12: Bombshell Blonde
This is late. Yes, I know. I couldn't figure out how to approach this chapter without using Issei's aphrodisiac as an excuse. So, after I figured that out, I came home yesterday and started writing. For 8 hours, I wrote until I finished. At 12am I was planning to upload it… and it was deleted because apparently my word account required me to sign in. So… I spent most of my day today re doing it.
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