Warning: english is not my first language, I'm french. However, I hope that you will find pleasure by reading it. Do not hesitate to tell me my mistakes in the comments, I intend to improve myself with more chapters I do.

The Nasuverse and Highschool DxD are both respectively TYPE MOON and Ichiei Ishibumi works.

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A great thanks to DarkLord331, that helped me greatly with the translation and offered me this challenge to make a Karna evolving in DxD universe (as an OP character).

As always, some questions to answer (I won't answer them all, sorry, bu I read all don't worry):

As I saw some propositions, know that his future... hum, intimate relationships are unclear for now. He will have some. It's DxD after all. I will consider your propositions as such. And I knew that even if Karna had only one wife in the book itself, I won't deny him a potential harem.

Think of it as personal gift to a character I like ;).

I saw critics about the story being "unpersonalized". No point of view, only global acts, etc. You are perfectly right, and it is my mistake. I will try to improve it the next chapters.

Also, your grammatical comments are a great help for me. I put some corrections in the second chapter, and I have change the "quotation mark" thing, as you asked. It's an automatic in the text editor I used. it's all helping me to improve myself, so continue :).

I apoligize if my level make your reading difficult.

Journey to the end: Yup, Sona has that contract. I will try to do more daily-life chapters about Karna and his relationships with others.

Gen2324: I won't spoil how it will be made, but Karna shall keep D-rank luck as long as Arjuna is sleeping ;). But yeah, the chapter used both title. However, one thing to notice: he has the Pashupata actually, but he cannot use it for now.

He won't be in the archery club. For two reasons: first, to make his interactions easier, and seconds, because he actually doesn't need it. He would be more in chores clubs anyway, considering his personality in time of peace.

It will take some times to Issei and others to manifest a real reaction to Karna's way of thinking. However, I have already something in mind for it.

It is very motivating to have so much review, keep it like it o/.

Chapter 3: Contact

Watching Karna drink his tea, the red-haired student took this moment to observe her interlocutor.

Even if she wasn't very interested in boys, preferring her loneliness, she had to admit: this one was something else.

With white hair flowing like a river, shining brightly at day as if it was a pure color more than an aging tainted hair, that alone would put on a peculiar feeling about him. But it was not alone.

Wearing golden earrings, even if before she didn't take much time to watch them while facing the boy, she had all latitude to view the piece of jewelry. It was, beyond all compare, the craftsmanship that she never saw anywhere else, surpassing by far everything she could hear.

She doubts it exists something, in the underworld, that could equal that, making her feels a little jealous.

As if it wasn't enough, his beautiful face was... perfect. She couldn't use another word. Anyone, somehow, as pretty as they were, had a little default. He had none, at a point she doubts being in front of a human. Or a devil. Or even an angel.

While he displayed a thin body, a common mistake in school was to think that he could lack muscles. Now that she was close, and having seen his physical prowesses at school, it was not the case anymore.

Actually, he was muscular beyond compare, without even a little inch of greasiness. It was like watching a body physically compressed to its extreme, making him perfectly proportioned.

While wearing the usual Kuoh's uniform, even she could feel that the boy in front of him was... how to put it... Naturally beyond her.

And considering the little smile her queen was wearing for now, that 'beyond her' was not only her impression. Knowing her friends... habits, she was probably thinking about something using leathers and whips.

Yuuto Kiba, her Knight, while continuing showing his smile, was tense. To him, the young boy in front of him could be described in one word only, and it was more than enough.

Hyoudou Karna was dangerous.

As he was human as far as they know, and not an exorcist, it was very uneasy to feel it that way, even considering that his brother had a potential Sacred Gear, according to his liege.

Toujou Koneko, while not effectively at school, for now, was here nonetheless, actually helping with contracts. While she would feel dragon's odor upon Issei, she felt anything on her brother. Not even a single thing.

Or, to be precise, she felt something that could only be described by one word.

Fire.

But how to describe that? How to define that? Her master theorized a Sacred Gear naturally based on flames, but as he was now near her, she could feel things differently.

As if she was ready to be consumed anytime for now. As if he was fire.

Himejima Akeno, as Rias could have guessed, effectively was thinking of the young man upon some ... perversive ways. In an unexpected move, however. Usually, it was her wielding the whips. For this one, it was her that was submissive.

Her class comrade naturally made her feel like dominated just by some kind of unnatural charisma.

The peerage understood why Sona described him as difficult to describe. Without even saying a word, now that he was alone with them and not in class, his presence was, peculiar.

How could he be so inconspicuous in class was beyond their understanding, though. How could they not just feel him?

It took a few minutes for the Gremory heiress to pull herself together and begin the talk.

"Sooo... I heard that you wanted to join us?"

"That is correct." answered the young man.

She felt Akeno having a shiver. Now that they were all feeling him as they did, even a simple sentence had unexpected results on them.

To Rias, it was a soft voice, serene, patient.

To Akeno, it was a waiting voice, one that inspires unsharing domination.

To Kiba, it was a confident voice. Without any doubt, neither uneasiness.

To Koneko, it was a caring voice. One that gave her the envy to put herself on his lap and just sleep confidently.

As if she wanted to use it to control her focus, the black-haired lady asked.

"Fufu... my my... The King wants to be part of us... Isn't that wonderful, Rias?"

As if they were in the same wavelength, both Karna and Rias sighed. One because of his title, the other because of her queen's behavior. However, she knew what she meant by that, jumping on the opportunity.

"... While you are surprisingly ... motivated at the idea, you are right." before watching the strange boy. "Why us? I know that Sona told you about what we are, but it was expected you to join her, not me..."

The purses eyes of the Indian reincarnated looked at her a few moments, before answering quietly.

"I remember clearly having answered negatively to your president. I am not here to become a member of your peerage."

"Then... why?" asked Rias, curious.

Karna had a little smile, putting it at ease nearly... casually?

What an extraordinary boy, being able to do so much with so little.

"For two reasons. The first is merely educational. You are the occult club, and I want to inform myself about the occult world, and do researches accordingly."

This made the President club think. It was not a bad idea. If he was here, not only could he give the change about humans, but as he would do official club stuff and all, it would

be something less to bother with, and no magic to use to lessen that.

"Mmmh... I suppose it's a reason like another, and I could have my chances of recruiting you..."

Before stopping to breath. She and Akeno.

The human was returning to them a brightening smile as if he was happy to hear the answer.

It was a pure, immaculate smile, that would surely shine the whole room... No, the entire school if it was a source of light.

"Thank you very much. I invite you to try."

One minute.

Two minutes.

It was Kiba that finally cut the silence.

"...And the other reason?"

"What do you want with Issei?"

The room stopped to smile, fixing him.

Unable to resist, Akeno, feeling a chill running down, put her fingers in front of the lips, while the others were... unseen... and low...

"Ara ara... You are quite a protective brother, aren't you?"

Again, that smile.

It's really unfair, thought the woman.

"Of course. He is my little brother, after all."

...

The mood darkened.

One little girl thinking about her elder sister. Another thinking about his loneliness. Another thought about her own brother. Another thinking about her father.

As to try to allege the feelings of everyone, Kiba dared to ask.

"You have a nice brother. So you are afraid we take him from you?"

Unexpectedly, that question made Karna laugh. It was quite a rare sight, according to the the school. Legends say he didn't know how to laugh.

"Oh, no. One day, he will leave me. But he has a dream. And you can help him with it. It's his choice to reveal it to you, though."

The way he said that, followed by his laugh, appeased everyone, but also made everyone uneasy.

Koneko asked him, sensing something in her grasp.

"So even if you love him... Will you let him leave and be a devil? why?"

Watching her, the purses eyes was full of kindness.

"... Because it's my duty to let him be on his own."

As his words as an interesting invisible effect on the little girl, Rias cleared her throat, attracting his attention.

"Herm erm... Interesting. But if you want to leave him alone, why join us?"

" To prepare. " answered the paled one "Even if I let him alone, I have to oversee him. To be here when he needs me at the most important moment."

As if she understood what she meant, Akeno sent him a more soft look. Hearing it from a stranger was strange.

Somehow, she was very envious of Issei to have something she would have wanted to have.

"I see... So you will never abandon him, huh?"

The answers was frank. And unexpected.

" I will. "

" But you just said... " As she tried to understand him, Karna concluded.

" He will not grow If I continue to be here. Isn't it the same for you?"

...

The most disturbing thing is that the man was saying it while drinking quietly. Unexpectedly, it was Rias that decided to end this talk.

Somehow, she felt that if that continues, her peerage will be too much thinking of their pasts. She clapped her hand, bringing attention from all.

" Well, then. I thank you, Hyoudou-san. Can I have a little intimacy with my peerage do discuss about it? "

"Of course. I will wait inside. call me when I'm needed."

As he finished his tea and leave, the Gremory heiress stood up and faced her friends, watching them.

Akeno and Koneko were watching the door, seemingly in shock, their brain assimilating what the white-haired boy just said.

Kiba, he always had the same expression, allowing her to begin with him.

" Sooo... Kiba? What did you think of him? "

" Dangerous. " said the blond boy, "But honest. He lives up to his reputation. He won't hurt you as long as his brother is fine, so it's okay."

Nodding, the King took a look at the little girl.

" Koneko? "

" ... Hyoudou-sempai is kind. And perceptive. And blunt. "

"Do you agree about him in the club?"

"... Yes."

Noticing her hesitation, Rias scratched her head, watching her best friend.

The black-haired woman was always fixing the door, her smile hiding black thoughts, only betrayed by some sparkles running onto her fingers.

" ... Akeno? "

" Fufufu.. It seems that Karna-kun will need some... discipline, isn't it? I can understand why the President was so happy to lose, though. He is... a great teasing material. Fufufu..."

Sighing, while in front of her Akeno was smiling, she began to walk to the door.

" Well. I suppose I don't dislike him... Fine, I will tell him it's okay."

Putting her hand on the knob, she asked for herself another question.

What was Karna hiding, exactly?

What were those earrings?

And what was he?

***A few hours later***

" Oy, oy, Issei-kun. "

" What is it, Aika-san?"

While he was speaking with his friends, Matsuda and Motohama, the infamously known as "pervert trio" was just called by a brunette-haired girl with golden eyes, wearing spectacles. Aika Kiryuu.

One that the perverted trio would consider as an "honorable opponent." If Motohama, the one wearing glasses, could "analyze" a woman and give the three sizes of a body, Aika was waaaaay worst, being able to "scout" the manhood of others with just a glance. If Matsuda, the bald boy, had an incredible porno collection, it paled in comparison of the girl's own pornographic tendency.

Amongst the three, however, if the two other boys considered her as the Devil itself, even leading Karna himself to joke about "female Satan," Issei always had a good relationship with her.

Mainly because she was always prone to give him some porn stuff aaand maybe some underwears.

However, he felt some worries while seeing her smile. It was the kind of smile she had when she had something very, very interesting, enjoyable to trade.

Yes. To trade.

" ... What do you want, Aika-san? "

He would be stupid to ignore when she had something interesting after all. She never disappointed him, after all.

" OOoh, don't know... Can you bring me some orchids tomorrow? hue hue hue..."

The boy crossed his arms nearly instantly.

" No can do. I won't dismiss flower's meaning for your pervert tendency, female Satan! "

" Oooh, come on... Some flowers... "

" No orchids."

" Roses then?"

" I don't love you, so no rose neither!"

Hearing that, she brought her hands to her heart, pressing her chest like she was agonizing, with a dramatic expression.

" You hurt my feelings, Issei-kun! "

The look of disgust on the boy was like he was watching on some worms in his lunch. Priceless.

" You have no feelings, female satan. "

Aika began to laugh, unable to contain herself.

" Ahaha. All right. I won't charge you this time. I have news about The King. "

Trading glances with his friends; they all looked at their... friend.

If the Prince was some fucking bishonen stealing all the girl in his path, the King was what he was named: a king for all males. Unexpectedly, by asking forgiveness for Issei, the man protected his two friends, making them feel indebted with him.

Additionally, Matsuda had begun to paint some doujinshi about the prince and the King, that some girls were waiting eagerly, saving him for a lot of problems... And in the near future, bringing some incomes.

He hid it from Issei, though. The last time he just suggested the idea, his friend punched him so hard, he woke up in the infirmary.

Dealing with the King of Kuoh was... sensitive.

" ... You scouted him. "

It was Issei that said it, like a matter-of-fact. Of course, the girl couldn't help but laugh.

" Ahaha, but of course! It's been some times for now, but that's not what interests us now. Well, he is interesting, but..."

" I don't want to know, female satan!"

"You are no fun Issei... But okay, okay. Just know that you are nothing to loose on this, at least. As expected of brothers. Huhu."

Considering she didn't trash-talk his brother, the boy couldn't help but let it go. His eyes didn't leave her, however, waiting for the subject.

" The Prince Yuuto Kiba, The King Hyoudou Karna, The First Idol Gremory Rias, and the Second Idol Himejima Akeno... ALL IN THE SAME CLUB! "

All the class stood up altogether, much to Aika Kiryuu's delight.

"WHAT"

***The same day, after dinner.***

" Nii-sama, can I enter? "

"Of course, Issei, come in."

As the boy passed through the door, he watched his brother. Both were in a pajama, even if his was more a tee shirt than a real pajama. Unexpectedly, the elder's pajama was a big, comfortable Pikachu costume. The presence of their parents that found that too cute.

Karna wanted to give it to his cadet, but he declined, finding it too fun to see his brother, always so serious, wearing something like that. He even insisted that he should never change, forcing the ex-hero to keep it.

The rest of the bedroom was frugal, to say the least. His brother wasn't one to ask something to his parents, usually. There was only one thing that brought him a smile. Two things.

First, the oversized bed that was in the room. Honestly, it was nearly as big as his parents, but for one man alone.

And second, books.

Sit on his bed, his laptop on his knee, he was typing something before Issei entered, forcing him to put it aside.

" What can I do for you, Issei? "

" ... Aika told me you entered the Occult Research club. "

Arching his eyebrows, Karna just nodded.

" That is right. Is something bothering you? "

" Well, nii-sama... I am... quite envious of you... You can be with Gremory-senpai and Himejima-senpai... Do you intend to date them? "

Hearing it, the white-haired man smiled. That question was not expected in a way, but not surprising either.

" Ahah. I don't intend to date anyone for now. It's not like I am very liked after all. People tend to dodge me usually, you know."

Because you are too perfect.

Even if he was used to it, hearing his own brother deny his own charm when everyone just fawned on his way was just over the chart.

He couldn't even hold it against him, and in fact, seeing his brother having a girlfriend would allow others to be taken in his harem, buuut...

Sighing, Issei pinched his noses, as if hearing it was getting on his nerves.

Actually, the part that was truly annoying him was the fact that Karna was sincere.

He didn't believe in his own charm.

" ... Well, I wanted to ask you... If I could join it?... "

" Not this year. Buuuuuuuut, I could try to give a word or two for next year. "

That made him smile eagerly, happy to have the future opportunity to be able to be close to the two Great Idol of the schools.

His big brother could be frustrating in his denial of himself, but he was the best.

" Thank you, nii-sama! By the way, what did the president wanted to you? "

" Oh, nothing big, just a little chess game and chat. "

Nothing big, hey? Thought Issei.

It was true that Karna was strangely good at chess. He himself said that he learned it from a friend, which lead him to think about the internet, considering the boy didn't have many friends if no true one since Shidou-san.

Obviously, Karna couldn't tell him he learned to play from Duryodhana, who was a great player in himself.

" ... You won, right? "

A simple detail that he understood with time: if he lost, his brother usually didn't hesitate to say it, as if it was only natural. If he won, usually, he considered it so unexpected that he never dared to mention it, fearing it would bring too many interests.

To him, it was nearly like a pattern. There was only one thing that leads Karna to not hesitate about victory and be realistic more than humble.

And even in his foolest dreams, also having drag-so ball powers and all blasting abilities, he never dreamt about beating his brother in a fight.

He never even saw him hurt or react to a direct strike as if he was invincible.

And in his mind, Karna was effectively an invincible pacifist.

" … Yes, I won. She was a worthy opponent. I had to give my all. Remember it, Issei. You can't hold back against someone that deserves it. "

" If you say so, Nii-sama, it must be true then. Although it had to be expected! "

"Ahah, I thank you for your support, brother. You may be called sooner by the Occult club if you continue to like it."

Motivated, the boy sent him a sparkling smile.

" REALLY? "

Seeing where it was going, Karna stopped him. Quickly.

" I said, maybe. For now, you should go to sleep. "

"Ah, right... Well, goodnight, nii-sama."

"Have good dreams about your idols, Issei. Ah, one last thing."

" yes? "

" Better grades, higher your luck. "

A disturbing light shone in his eyes.

" I will be the first in class, nii-sama! for Germory-senpai! for Himejima-senpai! "

"... and Yuuto-san?"

"NII-SAMAAAAA. "

Karna returned him one of his special smiles, forcing Issei to leave quickly.

He knew that smile. It was the smile of teasing. No way he would stay in that room.

Furthermore, he has a goal for now.

As long as his brother was gone, however, Karna opened a little his pajama.

On his chest, a red stone was united to him, surrounded by some golden particles. Like it was part of his own body.

He only lacked the golden parts of his Kavach (armor) for now, making him sigh.

" … I will have to be careful never being seen naked. "

As if it wasn't enough, the little blue sphere appeared in front of him. Staring at it, the voice of the Indian resurrected was nostalgic, tainted with a few sadness.

" ... How long will it take before you awaken, Arjuna? I am sure you would like our new brother...

He reminds me of you, sometimes. "

Somehow, in the sphere, a soul felt hurt.