The Cadre Servant sets are based on the seven classes of Fate servants. That is correct.
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His kisses going down her throat.
He head arching back in pleasure while she moaned out.
His hands playing with her chest and his tights massaging her crotch.
Just a dream...
A dream Lancer would kill for. If the price for Assassin's love was war then she would gladly join Kokabiel again.
How many more of these wet dreams that roamed her mind were to come.
So many fantasies that all escaped one kiss.
A kiss that took her by surprise.
The passion with it, the mindset behind it and the hope in it. Why did she stop it?
They could be happy now. Living as boyfriend and girlfriend or even husband and wife. All she had to do was to kiss him back that day.
But she didn't and he thought it was a one way road.
While Lancer's thoughts stayed burried in regret of the past, Assassin was handling the formalities and politics with none other than Rias Gremory.
Not a single word was spoken. Xerel was reading through the pages of a contract while everyone of Rias' Peerage stood silently behind her. "Say, Lady Gremory, when you mean that we have to reveal our real names in case of treachery, you mean you don't belive us that our names are Lancer and Assassin?" The purple haired boy asked with a slight smile while Rias nodded in confirmation.
"Assassin and Lancer are titles that were given to you. From yesterday's display of your abilities I could certainly see what makes you an Assassin and her a Lancer." The red haired girl explained while Xerel nodded in understanding.
He took the pen and gave it Raynare to sign the contract, he on the other hand just drew a bit on his finger before pressing it on the paper. "I am sorry but I can't read nor can I write. I never visited a school." Assassin smiled and gave Raynare a tap on the shoulder. "Well my name is Xerel Orcus, son of Orcus. This is Raynare, daughter of Kokabiel."
Again the room drowned in silence. The newest member of Rias' Peerage whispered with the others while the King herself stayed silent. "What is a grim reaper doing with fallen angels?" The devil heiress asked as she looked at the black haired woman clad in black leather underwear.
Why? Why is a grim reaper working with fallen angels?
His eyes closed for a short moment while he grabbed Raynare's hand, and smiled. "We are engaged." Lancer answered with the most joyful smile Xerel has ever seen.
She was always beautiful, but since when was she able to smile...like this?
His head turned to her, his eyes glistening while focusing at her and his mouth forming a little smile. "Yes, a political engagement between the Conservative Faction of my father and Grigori. Me and Raynare are a couple since a year now." Xerel, spoked out joyous while looking at Rias who gave them a smile.
"Is there a way for me to contact you in case of emergencies?" The devil King asked while Xerel and Raynare nodded.
The fallen angel handed her a foldable cellphone. "Quickdial on number one and we will be able to locate you immediately." Both stood up and the former grim reaper just bowed down with a smile. "Thank you for helping us to work for a better and more peaceful future."
Rias just watched the two leave and closing the door before looking over the contract again.
"So where are you heading now?" Lancer asked as she grabbed his arm.
Assassin, just looked down to see Yuuma holding him tightly to her and smiling up at him.
He hated her. Nothing could ever release more rage in, him than this form.
Yuuma Amano.
Raynare's human form.
Rarely a hybrid is born with two forms. The phenomenon mostly occurred when the hybrid was not able to let go of their human side.
Raynare was never able to let go of it.
Yuuma just showed too much resemblance with her mother.
Xerel hated her from the deepest parts of his heart. "I am meeting Aika on the roof again." He answered his partner letting her nod. "You know that you are way more beautiful when you don't hide yourself behind Yuuma." Raynare just gripped his arm stronger while avoiding his gaze.
"School starts in a few minutes." Lancer spoke out saddened and let go of Xerel's arm before walking back into the school building alone.
He hurt her.
Why was he so stupid? Just accept the fact that she wasn't going to let go of her past! She wasn't his to order around.
She needs time alone...
He was right.
Not only did Yuuma make her weak, but she dragged her down.
Made her hate herself.
Why can't she just tell him that she needs help? Why was she so full of pride to let down the help of the others that were ready to walk into fire for her?
Why would anyone do that for her?
Some days she couldn't look into the mirror because she woke up as Yuuma.
Sometimes she wanted to be a girl like every female at her age.
And sometimes she just transformes into Yuuma to cry.
Truly pathetic. Weak and disgusting.
Xerel would hate her. Why wouldn't he? She hates herself too.
Again these yellow eyes behind a pair of glasses.
Assassin had to admit it. She was beautiful.
He loved Raynare unconditionaly. He would accept Yuuma for her, he would kill for her and he would die for her...if he knew how...
There was only one other person in his life he would do such things for.
Bennia.
His little sister.
She and Raynare were the most precious things for him. "Tell me Aika. Would you ever give up your human life, knowing you, will outlive your loved ones?" Xerel asked as he looked her deep in the eyes.
"I don't think I can answer that." She replied, getting a bit red as she saw him smiling.
Like all humans...
"I am not saying that you should abandon them. All I am saying is that you will outlive them. They lived their life happily, while you will live on. One day or another you will see your parents die anyways. The only difference is that in one you are immortal, in the other one you aren't." He explained to her while she finnaly understood.
She smiled perverted and adjusted her glasses again while Xerel raised an eyebrow. "Immortality would give me millions of chances to do all the things I wanted to do."
Why did this seem like a genuine honest answer, but felt so weird coming from her mouth. "When you ask me two questions, can I ask you two in return?"
But she has her head on the right spot.
"Alright. What religion would you think follows the right god?" Aika's eyes were wide and her eyebrows up high.
How is that question supposed to have an answer?
"All are true." Her mouth hung open while the Assassin just smiled at her. "Every God that has ever been mentioned is an existing god. Every prayer you ever gave in a shrine, was directed at a god. Even the God of the bible exists. Hades exists too, and he was the one my father worked for until he rebelled and left the Greek underworld. Here in your earth realm he found a wife. I was the first child and I had a little sister coming when my father left again. We are grim reapers, well at least I was one."
Impossible.
No...such fantasies don't exist.
No God exist. None has ever responded to her prayers.
All the money she threw into shrines, wishing for the perfect lover. Never did she receive a single answer.
"It's my turn to ask now?" She spoke out angered while looking at him causing him to raise an eyebrow. "If you were a grim reaper, then what are you now?"
Xerel just smiled and laid down on the roof, directly under the warm sun. "I am a reincarnated fallen angel." Much to the shock of Aika, who jumped back in surprise, Xerel released his four beautiful black wings as a demonstration.
Her heart was racing out of fear...and something else. Xerel was unimaginably handsome, well build and the twilight dream of every girl. And he called her beautiful...
Next to that were these four, beautiful wings that were darker than the shadows.
She moved closer to him and brushed his beautiful black wings before feeling a sharp pain in her finger.
Xerel notices that Aika cut herself and immediately helped her with the wound, accidentally touching her. His eyes closed for a second before he chuckled. "I haven't brushed them for a while now. The longer i don't take care of them, to more feathers turn to steel."
"Amazing." Was the only thing she could bring out. Her eyes mesmerized by the pure darkness of these wings.
What was the appeal that all these school boys saw in Rias and her Queen? Are breasts the only thing human males care about?
There she stood, one of the most beautiful girls to ever walk this earth. Unique yellow eyes, her chestnut brown hair and her mesmerizing dizzy expression.
Just like Raynare, she was praised with an unholy amount of beauty.
Comparing both would be a sin God would never forgive. Both exceeded in certain points making them rival each other for the spot of number one.
But he loved Lancer and no one else.
"Is there a reason why I am spending my break on the roof with you?"
The question that he was waiting for...and yet it was too early.
"I will tell you this. I am Assassin, Lancer is a student at this school. Lord Azazel has two of seven servants. Archer, Saber, Rider, Berserker and Caster are still available. I was ordered to find a Rider and an Archer." Xerel finished and stood up. He gave her a slight nod and surpriseed she turned around when the bell of the school rang.
One last question.
Please grant me one last question.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked out loudly with closed eyes, not even turning around.
No answer.
He was gone already.
Will he ever read this?
Why was she writing anything at all?
Xerel can't read!
Tears already flowing down her cheeks as she continued on writing.
Fear of rejection...
Hating herself...
Was she really going to do it?
Why did her legs feel so weak?
He would find someone else, someone who won't reject him. Someone who can make him happy.
Her pride...
This god damned cursed pride.
She would rater kill herself than admit that she made a mistake.
Rejecting Xerel all these months ago was one of such mistakes.
But she was to weak to kill herself...
"I love you..." She whispered out with tears dropping on the paper. "You asshole, why can't you just kiss me again!?" She yelled out as she took the paper, ripped it apart and threw it against the wall. "Why can't you just love me again?" She wailed out as she stood up and picked up the note that she threw on the ground.
The sixth note in the past two weeks.
The 93rd note this year.
The trash bin in her room was full of these notes.
She wanted to escape this pain. Run away, die or confess and hope he still feels the same.
But none of them were an option.
Why was he stuck in place?
His body wouldn't move.
Raynare needed him. The romance he wanted with her was within reach and yet he couldn't move.
He wanted to kick down the door and take her in his arms.
Hold her tight and never let go, while telling her that he will always love her.
His hand wouldn't want to move a single centimeter.
He opened his mouth but not a single sound left.
"I am sorry Xerel. But this is a pain she has to go through alone." Azazel spoke out with his hand stretched out towards his Assassin. "Her pride is in the way and before she can ever be committed to a relationship, she has to let go of it."
He was right, but the cries of his partner made him ignore that.
"She needs your help, but when she is done with that, then you will have enough work ahead of you, but getting rid of one of your biggest personality traits is the hardest thing ever." The Ruler explained as Xerel nodded with closed eyes.
He just wants to be with her.
Even if it's just a second, she should know how he felt for her.
But Azazel was right, the pride in her was her enemy that she had to defeat, like he defeated his gluttony.