So, I don't Normally put these at the start of a chapter unless I'm making a new book. But I felt the need to write this. People have been commenting my story is getting choppy these last few chapters, and okay. I accept that.

But the catch is, I'm not at a major point in the story. The magicians was a point of revenge, to show that Issei, as strong as he was, would let things get to him. And thus Ddraig was able to take over.

And Ddraig taking over… that was major. Has anyone noticed that Ddraig isn't exactly the same friendly dragon he was in the anime? No? Well let me tell you, he wants something, and each time Issei takes a leap into losing his mind for power, or by just letting his power get to him, Ddraig gets closer and closer to his end goal.

So, if some of you don't like the story. I'm sorry. Understand that right now, as well as the past month, my energies have been spent handling other matters, especially with the military stuff I'm doing. So I'm sorry I guess, I'm only human.

But I'm trying.

Chapter 19: Naughty Naughty

He didn't understand it himself. He wasn't by any means obligated to save anyone. Nor did anyone ask him to help someone. But… when Riser touched Irina, he couldn't hold himself back from attacking. And the fact about what he said to Yasaka almost sent him over first.

He looked at the ceiling while he laid on his bed. He hadn't said much at the dinner table, and it was because he didn't know what to say or how to say. He just wanted to sleep, but he would wait for Yasaka. He had questions of his own, like why she didn't fight back against that jerk.

But he supposed deep down he already knew why. She wanted to keep peace. He sighed. The book moved and floated into his vision, flipped to one of its many shifting pages that read anything he wanted, and this time it read about the Phoenix once more. And basically, what it told him, aside from the weaknesses it had—only two—it basically told him how out-classed he was against the immortal family.

So how extremely out-classed was he? Well… Issei wasn't in any hurry to test and see. But just a short list of how he was outmatched. The Phoenix had this:

Immortality. If that wasn't a cheat in a fight he didn't know what was. But the next one really made it fair.

Invulnerability. It said they were basically invulnerable to all attacks and hardly reacted at all to damage when received. But the next clever thing, was that it said significant amounts of force could knock a Phoenix out for short amounts of time. But, it didn't mention how much force was required.

Strength. That one came without much of any surprise. It said a Phoenix was able to lift object, many, many times heavier than itself.

Rapid Regeneration. So… remember that part about being able to damage one, but it not being able to feel it? Yeah, well. That's now null and void, because all damage will just heal in seconds.

Teleporting. It said they could disappear and reappear in locations in bursts of flames. That one wasn't too bad, but it could make attacks hard.

Pyro-kinesis. A phoenix can control, transform and make fire. That one was going to be interesting. Issei knew how to control fire as well, so there was some grey area there, as the only type of magic the phoenix used seemed to be fire-based.

Pyro-genesis. A phoenix can generate fire from nothing.

Pyro-physiology. The phoenix can transform into fire.

And finally… pyro-immunity. It seemed some of these Issei could even relate to. He was impervious to fire as well, he could create fire, and he could control it.

And as far as their weaknesses went, he saw something amazing. And since the Phoenix family turned out to be a group of devils, he supposed it made sense what he read next, but some of them didn't. Some of their weaknesses didn't seem even possible.

Holy Water. Apparently, this removed their immortality, regeneration, invulnerability, made their control of magic basically non-existent. It was their kryptonite. The problem was that Issei had no idea where he was supposed to get even a drop of holy water. No how to even make it, and he didn't particularly want to even ask how or where to learn.

Next was a Holy Cross. It was able to inflict excruciating pain, as well as weaken a phoenix, but not to the extent of holy water. And the next one was surprising. Very surprising.

Iron. Apparently, a phoenix, like many of supernatural and unnatural creatures, they couldn't touch iron. It burned them, and not the kind of burning you would get by touching the eye of a hot stove, no. It apparently was something deeper than that, something far more painful. He could kill a phoenix with iron if used properly, or severely injure one for an amount of time.

Light Magic was next. As a devil, even the smallest amount of light magic could render a phoenix useless. As well as kill them in seconds. He recalled how Ddraig had used light magic earlier today, and he knew he needed to practice it to master it.

He decided it could wait until tomorrow, but he thought about the weaknesses of the phoenix. Against any other Devil, Riser would have been unstoppable. But Issei had a chance. He didn't even have the faintest clue where to get a holy cross or holy water. The iron was possible, but it wasn't easy to get enough for him to do something with, and he wasn't even sure he could control iron. He hadn't ever tried to control a literal element on the periodic table.

And the fact that they were both impervious to fire was going to make this whole fight a test of strength of Riser. And it would be a test to see who got exhausted first, but Issei had a trump card that no one knew about, and he wanted to do his beat to make sure no one ever found out about it. So he needed a way to practice without being noticed.

The door opened, and light bleed in through the crack. His books disappeared, leaving him alone with his thoughts and the intruder. He looked at the door, expecting to see Yasaka coming in after him, but instead, the sight that greeted him was Irina, who shut the door behind her. He wasn't expecting her to come into this room, and as a result he looked at her like he was a deer in the headlight. His expression was locked in one of interest as well as confusion.

She took a step towards him, and he felt his brain began to pound. She continued to move, and sat down on the bed beside him. She leaned her head into him and rested it on his chest, but his arms were barely even supporting himself, and they fell backwards together, with her on top of him. She clutched a fist full of his shirt and snuggled into him before speaking.

"I'm sorry… I know you were expecting Yasaka." Irina began, tossing her legs over him and straddling him. "Issei… when I was reunited with you… I was so happy. But I was sad, too. I was sad because of your loss, I was sad because of how things had become for you."

Issei wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. He knew he couldn't say anything to calm her, and he also knew she didn't want him to say anything. She just wanted him to listen to her, pay attention to her. So he wrapped his arms around her once again, holding her close as he spoke into his chest.

"And I was sad because… I knew you were never going to… to…" she paused, disputing with herself if she should continue or not, but with a deep breath. "I know you have Yasaka… but Issei, I love you too. I've wanted to tell you that for so long… but you and Yasaka… seemed so close."

"Irina…" Issei didn't know what to say to her. He wanted to speak up to her, comfort her. But how? He couldn't say he didn't know, he couldn't tell her it would all be okay, because he didn't know if it would be alright at all.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't going to say anything… but losing you after finally being beside you again… I couldn't live with myself if I never told you." Irina continued. Issei saw the door crack open, but he couldn't see who was coming in… though he had an idea. "I'm sorry Issei. Let's just forget this happened, okay? I don't want it to change our relationship, and I don't want to ruin things with you and Yasaka."

Issei moved his head slightly, and his eyes landed on the girl he already knew would be standing there. But the look she gave them wasn't something he expected. She was smiling at them, and gave Issei a nod of approval. He looked at her confused, and in her response, Yasaka began to move towards them.

"Irina… what if I don't want to forget?" Issei spoke out. Yasaka stopped moving, and Issei noticed. Was this what she wanted? Him to accept Irina? Did she want him to return her feelings as well? His heart was starting to pound, but I was different than the feeling you would get if you were about to ask your crush out. It felt wrong. But Yasaka's reassuring smile kept him grounded, like she was ushering him forward.

"Issei…" Irina began, pushing herself away from his chest to look at him with tear-filled eyes. His hands were still on her back.

"I don't want to forget, Irina. And don't worry so much, this won't change a thing between me and Yasaka." Issei began, taking his own reigns. He wouldn't let his childhood friend cry, and he certainly wouldn't let her put herself down. "And I hope it does change things between us. I hope this brings us closer together, Irina. I want us to be as close as we were before you left to England. Do you remember that Irina?"

She looked at him with wide eyes. How could she forget? They would play game together all day, hang out at each others homes in their room. They would always go to the park and play hide-and-seek, run around on the monkey bars, and Issei would always push her on the swings… and at night, they would sleep with each other and repeat the process the next day.

And on the night before she left… she kissed him while he was asleep. He hadn't stirred, so he didn't know, but it stirred her own hearts contents. She didn't know why she did it, but she remembered it so well, she was too young, but she saw her parents do it, she saw it in movies, and it always was followed by 'I love you.'

"It's… not fair." She began, her eyes began to tear up. "Of course I remember, how could I forget? I miss it… I want to experience it again. I remembered when we used to sleep together, I remember when we would play from morning until night… the last time I played on a playground was the day before I left, and it was spent with you."

"That was the last time for me as well. I'm glad the memory was with you, too. I wish we could do stuff like that together still. I miss doing things like that with you. I know, we are older now, but…" Issei started but paused himself. Be felt like the things he was saying to her weren't helping at all, but to her, the words he said meant the world to her. She was happy to be as close as she was with him right now, and she didn't want to part with him.

"Then why not stay together tonight?" came the voice of Yasaka from behind them. Irina jumped as her heart almost exploded out of her chest in fear and nervousness. She threw herself off Issei and sat beside away from him, looking at Yasaka as if awaiting divine punishment.

"I'm so sorry, Lady Yasaka!" Irina began, clasping her hands together and pleading to her. But Yasaka didn't seem mad in even the slightest.

"Irina, why are you apologizing? Don't you remember the conversation we had?" Yasaka asked. A look of realization spread through Irina, as confusion began to burn throughout Issei. Had they conspired about this previously? What had they discussed? What had they planned?

"I'm sorry… I think I'm confused?" Issei, catching the attention of Yasaka and causing Irina to blush like mad. Yeah… something was going on here between the two that he hadn't been aware of.

"Well Issei… how do I explain this to you? You see… in the supernatural world, it's not uncommon for strong and influential people to have a harem…" Yasaka began. Issei, having trouble registering what she had told him, paused like a video on YouTube that was stuck loading.

No, that didn't quite give his look much justice. He was as blank as anyone would be when they click on their favorite song, and they get an ad that buffers. Only to proceed into a video that was… you guessed it… loading. What a catch 22.

In fact, there might as well been the eternal looping circle of google above his head as he tried to process the calamity-class epiphany that was bestowed onto him in the fleeting moments of his focus. His mouth was hung agape, and while muscles moved, no words came out. Only a feint wheezing that sounded like the last of his oxygen leaving his body.

"What the means for you, is that you can have a harem. I know that was one of your dreams, and as long as I get my share of you. I don't mind sharing, as long as it's with people you genuinely have feelings for." Yasaka continued. "I want Issei to have those kind of connections."

Issei's head was beginning to pound. He was starting to develop a headache. Today he had so many things happen to him, he just wanted rest. He needed to take a shower, but he just felt so exhausted.

"I'm… I'm going to go take a shower. This is too much for me today, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. I'll be right back." Issei said, standing from his spot on the bed and moving quickly to the bathroom. But… he forgot something very important: a pair of clean clothes.

As the door shut behind Issei, Yasaka sat beside Irina.

"Did… did I do bad? I feel like I did something I shouldn't have." Irina said, keeping her gaze averted down at her lap.

"You haven't done anything wrong, Irina. Wait for him, stay here with him. I'll let you handle this one, so I'm going to go and be with my daughter." Yasaka said, standing from beside her and taking a few steps forward. As she reached for the door, she turned and looked at Yasaka. "He needs someone right now. He looks fine, I know, but he needs someone to talk to as well. And as much as I would love to be the one… I believe you can do it. Good luck Irina..."

With that, she was gone from the room, and Irina was left alone, with the sound of the running water filling her ears from behind the door where Issei was taking his shower. She laid back on the bed and stayed deep in thought. She just wanted to be beside him, she wanted to be able to help him… but she had no idea what she was supposed to do. She brought her hand up to her hands to her cheeks and felt the warmth that had been generated from her blood.

She thought about what would happen next. She was anticipating the things that would be said between them. She wanted to show him that she cared, and she was here for him. But she didn't know what to say… she didn't know how to even begin. And in her train of thought she didn't notice the door open.

"Umm… Irina? Could you cover your eyes for just a bit? I.. forgot a pair of clothes." Issei's voice echoed in her ears, and in complete surprise, she turned her head to look at him, and her face immediately turned a new shade of red.

The sight that filled her vision, was Issei… wearing only a bath towel wrapped around his waist. If she were an angel… she would have just fell. His toned body was tempting, and know that she was more than likely going to be sleeping beside him like that… it made her feel bothered.

"Ah! I'm sorry!" she exclaimed, looking away in a panic and planting her head between her hands. But despite looking away, she couldn't get the image of him out of her head. There was shuffling behind her, but she kept her head planted in her hands.

"Okay… I'm dressed now." She turned her head almost instantly, not giving the movement a single second thought, and she looked at Issei, dressed in a black bath-robe with the same golden designs that his kimono had, and under that he wore black track pants and a black shirt that was compressed to his chiseled body. He moved and sat down beside her, and her gaze went back to her lap.

"Issei… do you… not like me?" Irina asked, fidgeting her thumbs together. She didn't know what compelled her to ask that, bit it just slipped out. Issei let out a sigh and she felt an arm snake around her. She was pulled into him, and her head rested on his shoulder.

"Of course I like you Irina. I like you a lot… I just have a lot on my mind. I'm so sorry to make you think like that." Issei said, providing her comfort and grounding.

"I'm sorry, Issei. I just want to be here for you, and I don't know how because… I feel so distant from you… I love you Issei! Even if you'll never love me back, I love you. I want to be there for you when you need me… no matter the time of day, or where. I will always have time for you Issei, and whenever you're sad or something bothers you, I'll make it my mission to make you happy and fix your uncertainties. I want you to know that whatever your problems are, I'll be here to face them with you."

Issei was shocked to say the least… he just stared into her amethyst eyes, and let himself feel the comfort they brought. His emotions were moving like clouds in a windy sky. He was happy, and he felt light. He felt gifted, guided, and his conscious breathing was his anchor as he looked at her eyes that sparkled like the brightest star in the night sky.

"I'll be here until the end with you Issei, I will! I can't lose you again, I realized in fear that I would lose you forever… I can't stand the thought of it…" Irina continued, keeping her eyes locked with his.

"Irina…" he didn't know what to say to her, and maybe he didn't need to say anything. He found himself in situations like that often with her. "I won't leave you again, Irina. I'm not going anywhere… and believe me, I don't want to experience what happened earlier again. Ever."

"Issei… will you tell me about it?" Irina asked, pulling herself away from his embrace. He looked at her for a second before he laid over on his right, planting his head on his pillow and rolling around on his back, placing his feet behind her and the covers over him.

"Let's try to sleep, alright?" Issei motioned her. She fell over beside him, and he scooted over to give her room, being completely respectful of her personal space. But she had other ideas as she found her way under the bed sheets. She latched onto him before he could shuffle further away. She threw he right hand across his chest and rested her head on his chest. He seemed puzzled for a second, but eventually relaxed into the embrace.

Issei was still confused about his scenario, but he wasn't going to question it. At first, he thought this was all a joke or test, but now that he was here he knew that wasn't the case at all. And here his childhood friend was, confessing her feelings to him and wanting to do whatever she could to help him. He was going to explain everything he could to Yasaka tonight… but why shouldn't he tell Irina too? She was just as worried, and she wanted to help just as much.

"I had this urge to go outside, Irina. I'm not sure why or where it came from, but once I was outside, I felt at ease. I kept thinking about this book… and before I knew it, I was standing before it, like I had been teleported." Issei began, Irina looked into his eyes as he spoke, not missing anything he had to say. "And before I knew it, I was surrounded by magicians. But they used that dragon to incapacitate me and capture me."

"What… did they do to you?" Irina asked the golden question. Issei took a deep breath to steel his concentration.

"Well… they tortured me. But it wasn't the kind of torture you would see in a movie. They dropped water on me, right between my eyes for my entire stay. But I learned that those small drops of water were just to keep me aware of what was happening, it was to make sure I felt everything they did after." Issei explained, and Irina listened absorbed every word, but her expression showed she didn't know what to say at all.

"They didn't torture me with tools or devices, but instead did it with a drug. I don't know what it was, but whenever it was injected into me, I felt powerless, like my magic and energy had been leeched from me. That wasn't even the worst part… the worst part, was that it burned. It felt like lava was running through my veins. And it never seemed to stop."

Irina kept cuddling closer to him, providing warmth to each other as she just listened and thought about what to say to him.

"Its okay Issei… they won't be after you anymore. And all of us… we will be here at your side if they do." Irina began, pressing her chin into his chest. "I won't go anywhere… I want to stay by your side, okay Issei? Let me go with you tomorrow."

"Of course you can come with me, Irina. We… can go to that park we went to when we were young, then we can go eat!" Issei said, trying to change the topic to something better. Fortunately, it worked.

"I would love that! It would be like a date! Then we can go and sight see the places we stumbled into while playing!" Irina started, her expression beaming in excitement.

"So… where do you want to eat?" Issei asked the girl, and the look of confusion that covered her face was impressive. It was impressive because only moments ago, she was talking about never wanting to leave his side and sad about what had happened to him, and now she was exploding with happiness and anxiousness for tomorrow.

"Let's… figure that out tomorrow. It's been a while, I don't know what kind of stuff is there anymore." Irina said. She was now completely under the covers of the bed and using his chest as a pillow. "Issei? Can you tell me a story? Anything? I just… want to know this is real. I've imagined something like this for such a long time, and I've waited so long to be with you again."

Issei didn't know what to say to her, he hadn't ever been the one to tell stories. Hell, or even remember them. But she wanted him to say anything.

"You see, it's funny, really, Irina. About stories, I mean. It never really feels like I make up a story. It's more like I find them. I'm sorry, I don't have any stories to tell you, because I don't feel like I've found that perfect thing yet that makes a story good… I know it's out there, an unexpected thing that was always going to happen." Issei began, and as he began, he continued, letting his own thoughts and emotions pour out to the girl who just wanted to listen. "I suppose there is a beauty to that, though. I wouldn't have ever imagined to be here… but I'm grateful to be so fortunate. I have Yasaka and you. Kunou, and Xenovia. You all gave me a new family. A place to call home."

"Issei…" Irina started, but decided she should probably stay silent.

"Let's go to bed Irina... it's been a long day."

She was in agreement. When he was talking to her, he was struggling to keep his eyes open, but fought to stay awake for her sake. She closed her eyes and rested her the side of her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat and breathing as he began to fall into slumber. But… she wasn't as quick, and her own pulse was steadily increasing as the gravity of her situation truly began to reach her.

Here she was… using her childhood friend and love as a pillow in the same bed, under the covers. His arms were around her, and her arms were resting between them, allowing her to feel Issei's body through his bathrobe that she was beginning to wish wasn't there. She didn't make any sudden moves to avoid waking him up.

She knew then that she was going to have a hard time going to sleep. And was it her… or was she starting to get hot? But it wasn't the kind of warmth that she got from snuggling into Issei under the covers, it was a warmth that burned inside her and grew in intensity with each passing second. And just as she started taking comfort in the rising heat, there was a fire that formed between her legs, and she began to feel queasy. Thankfully, she wasn't wearing her leotard, otherwise she would have been in trouble because of her own arousal.

She let out a small whimper and tried her best to let slumber take over… but the feeling she kept getting from him was about to drive her insane with pleasure.

It was going to be a rough morning tomorrow.

...

Irina was in her room now, sitting on her bed, and trying her hardest to contain her embarrassment. She had rushed to the room her clothes were stored in, just as Yasaka had left to prepare breakfast. They didn't communicate or say a word to each other as their paths crossed, but as soon as Irina entered her room to change… it was like disaster after disaster struck her poor fragile body.

The first step she took into her room was an immediate error as she shut the door behind her. It was like she had stepped onto a trap that wasn't there, and her balance—which was already reduced down to that of a hair balancing on the tip of a blade—had fell to nothing, and as a result, he face made sweet, sweet love with the business end of the hardwood floor.

She laid there for a few seconds, coming to terms with the blunder she had just beheld to herself. She picked herself up quickly after she caught her bearing, but like a drunk person, she stepped off before her balance had returned, and sent herself into her dresser, where her clothes were contained. Her perfumes and deodorants hit the ground around her. And just as she thought her personal embarrassment was over, as she grabbed a pair of clothes to change into, she stubbed her right foot against the side of the dresser while turning to move away. She stumbled away and let out a yelp of pain as the pain in her foot began to reverberate up her leg.

She landed on her bed with the clothes she grabbed flailing around her. She held her foot close to her as she tried to massage the pain away.

So…

How did she end up like this, you might ask? Well… that's a story that requires her to start from the beginning… the very beginning of her day. Movie style.

She awoke, quite early given how late she had managed to stay up because of her hot and bothered status given to her so graciously by an unknowing Issei. But when she woke up… it wasn't from natural causes. No, no. Nature hadn't been so nice to her.

There was a movement between her legs that stroked her privates delicately through her angel-white panties, almost like it was trying to trace her lips… but not the right lips. And… knowing who it was that was doing it, it felt good.

As she looked at him, the coverage being rustled enough to show her exactly what was going on, she realized that she had grabbed his arm in their sleep, and straddled it between her legs with one hand on his, and the other used to pull his arm between her perky breasts.

She released him, much to her displeasure and jumped up from the bed before he stirred awake. She rushed out of the bedroom, being sure to gently shut the door behind her and rushing to her room. And that's how she ended up in her room, stumbling around as if she were a drunk.

The pain in her foot had faded and she let it sink back to the floor as she laid on her back. The event she found herself in this morning was heart-throbbing enough to keep her awake, but it didn't stop the heat between her legs from growing. She looked at the door to her room, and then looked at the restroom in her room that was too far away for her to feel like walking to.

She snaked her hands down her stomach, under the pants of her pajamas and touched her panties. There was no doubting the warm, moist feeling she felt on the fabric of her underwear was coming from her. She looked at the door one more time, and seeing that the door was closed tight… she slipped her hand under the waist band of her panties and let her cold fingers touch her outer lips. The feeling of her cold digital touching her wet fold was sensational enough to give her near instant pleasure.

She let her free hand snake up her shirt and move her bra, but she ultimately decided that was too uncomfortable for her delicate skin. She pushed herself up, taking her shirt off and throwing aside, and in clasping her bra, before she immediately let her hands get back to their self-abuse. She pinched her nipples and massaged her generous mounds of milky flesh, letting herself feel the pleasure that came from it as she did.

Meanwhile, she was playing with the folds below, speeding her movements up and applying pressure to her already-sensitive labia, and plunging two fingers into herself, spinning her entire hand in a circular motion, allowing her lips to part just enough to feel her entire hand work its magic.

She wasn't going to last very long as she pumped herself in and out in fluid motions. She released her breast and snaked her arm down to join her other hand, allowing one hand to continue pinching and applying pressure to her super sensitive areas while the other hand continued to plunge into her.

As her mind was drowning in pleasure, she failed to notice something at the door. She thought about how it would feel to have her perky nipples suckled on, and she thought for a second about doing it herself, but… she knew she wasn't large enough, only by an inch or so. How did she know? Well… she had tried before. She moved her hand back to her breast, and went to work back on her nipple, letting the feeling of her wetness bring a chilling feeling to her erect pink piece of skin. She turned her head toward the door, hands still playing with her most delicate of parts, and if it wasn't for her reaching her immediate climax and already opening her mouth to say the name on her mind… she would have been horrified.

"Issei!" her legs squeezed together and her back arched off the bed, taking her hand with it, causing her to be supported by her petite ass and the crown of her head. And… the person standing in the door way as a tear ran down the side of her face, was none other than the boy in question. Her voice began to tremble as she breathed out, and the muscles around her body began to twitch. "Ahh…"

And there she was… a trembling mess that was caught beautifully in mid orgasm. Issei watched her like he was going to draw her, taking in the beautiful details, the silky-smooth and delicate white skin from her arm was forced under her white pajamas, and from the angle he was at… he could see into the area where her flower was. And the pleasured face he saw was something he was never going to ever forget as her orgasm racked her body. A few second later, her eyes locked with him, and the horror he saw that built inside her eyes, and it, along with the few pleasure-caused tears that ran down her face, was a sight he would be keeping with him forever.

His mouth was hung agape in complete shock, and before she could say anything, he beat her to it. But the thing he said to her, wasn't even in the slightest related to why he entered her room to begin with. He came to tell her that breakfast was ready, but as a smile glazed over his face, he gave her a cheesy smile with a thumbs up and said…

"Nice!"

End of Chapter 19: Naughty Naughty

Well ladies and gentlemen. I just tested negative, I've got one more test. So at the most, I have three days. Which means… it's been real, but I'm out to basic again.

When I pick this back up in May, it will be a fun little Issei training/reuniting with some people from Kuoh. And don't worry, Yasaka is going to start teaching him his weapon and stuff as well, so we are getting to the fun parts now that I will feel right at home with writing.

Also, there is going to be some sweet scenes with Irina and Issei as they live through and experience some of their past again. And I hope, in my emotions after graduating, I can channel that into an emotional scene for all of you!

Leave me a review, I've not got much time to read them, but they give me so much joy. And hell this time, there was some heat and shots being fired, and I just gotta say. You guys are amazing, once again, made my time being sick amazing.

Stay awesome, and stay safe, all of you!

-Shamastus. (Yes, the Xbox Shamastus xD)

I've decided to add a sneak peek at the next chapter.

"…Remember when our dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and our mothers were our heroes, Irina? When the only issues and fights we ever had were about who ran the fastest, and our favorite game was about being Angel's and fighting evil? And the most pain I had ever felt was when I scrapped my knees at the park playing hide-and-seek, and saying goodbye to you was only until tomorrow… I miss it all Irina… that night I said goodbye to you… I felt so alone in the universe…" Issei said, and the last of his walls broke down in the park where it had all both met his best friend, and lost his best friend.