I do not own Dxd, Only the oc and any 'new' sacred gear I have created.

"Speech"

'Thought'

"Powerful Entities Talking" (Such as dragons and angry gods who are shouting)

[Boost]: Ddraig

{Divide} Albion

"You know... this is pretty nice." I hum as I let out a long sigh, propping my legs up on the coffee table.

"Mn, yeah." Mittelt hums as she rests her head on my shoulder, staring off at the Tv which is currently in the middle of an Ad.

I glance at the side of her head, wondering if I should drop a certain bomb that would probably sour this calm mood.

'…'

'should I?'

'…'

'or shouldn't I?'

"…"

"Hey."

"Mn?" I hum as I glance over to her... only to be kissed on the lips again.

"MHH!"

Mittelt holds back a chuckle. "*Snrk*- okay, yeah, that's my favorite thing to do now."

I glance away from her.

We are both silent for a moment.

"I don't understand..." She finally states.

"…" I blink slowly and glance back over to her. "What?"

"I don't understand why you feel the need to hide the lovable dork that is you under your Joseph Joestar impersonation."

"W-W-"

"Look at you! You are adorable when you a flustered!"

I inhale deeply, then exhale.

"Lu, you can drop the persona... it's fine... you don't need to be perfect around me... you don't need to be Joseph Joestar... be yourself."

I lean my head back against the couch and let out a sigh. "Well, this is me... I like to hide my surprise, fear, and general dorkiness because... well, I worked really hard to get this, badass, 'don't fucking mess with me' reputation, and well, I don't really want to lose it."

She pats my shoulder. "It's alright to be flustered and not know the answers sometimes... I wont blame you for it... like I said, you don't need to be perfect around me, Lu... I'll love your imperfections all the same."

"…"

"…"

"That was sappy as fuck." I deadpan.

"And now the moment is ruined!" She scoffs with an amused grin.

"Why do I even try some times you absolute bastard." She snorts lightheartedly.

"because you love me?" I ask with a grin.

"You know it, you insecure fuck!" She growls, emphasizing each of the three last words with a poke to my chest.

She goes back to watching tv, but eventually sighs. "Ugh... this arc is just a friggin slog, when do we get to some good shit again?"

I shrug and glance to the side. "We could always do something else?"

She raises an eyebrow and glances over to me. "Like what?"

"…" I tilt my head. "uuuuhhh..."

"Make... out?"

She poorly hides a snort. "Alright."

"Wait, really?"

She simply turns off the tv and straddles my lap, leaning close to my face so our noses are only about an inch apart. "Any other suggestions~?"

"Perhaps we could go to my room, maybe cuddle a bit on my bed... do some other things?" She continues as she huskily whispers into my ear.

I audibly gulp

"Are you getting excited? I can feel that you know."

"C-Cue generic anime cockblock?" I whisper as I glance to the side.

The doorbell rings causing Mittelt to narrow her eyes at let out a loud growl. "UGH! Damnit!"

She stands up and silently stalks over to the door.

I place a hand over my chest to calm my beating heart and take a long and slow breath.

"Alright... that was a thing..." I mutter under my breath. 'hoo boy... that spiraled out of my control fast enough that I legitimately tapped out... well, I guess don't play lust-chicken with supernatural races who supposedly fell for emotions like lust.'

I stand up and walk to the door as well.

Mittelt opens it. "Alright, who are you and what do you want?"

"O-Oh? D-did I get the wrong apartment?" I hear a girl ask on the other side of the door.

"…"

'is that-'

"You?!" Mittelt growls.

"D-Do I know you?"

I let out a long sigh and stand up. 'well, this is going to be fun.'

I walk over to the door and glance out to see the blond, drill-haired, pink wearing, girl from before, but with some Chinese-esque girl in robes behind her.

"Yo. Do you need something?" I ask, briefly nudging Mittelt out of the way.

"O-Oh! So, you are here!" The girl exclaims.

"Yes, I'm standing right in front of you..." I deadpan.

She hands me a pink envelope with a wax seal.

"I formally invite you to a party at the underworld."

"…"

"You family made reservations and had a bunch of food made because they were confident in your brother winning, right?"

"…"

"no..." She states as she awkwardly glances to the side.

"…"

"Yes." She eventually sighs as her shoulders slump.

I look at the envelope and tilt my head slightly. "Well, I'm sorry, but I politely refuse... I don't really want to be the only human at a party full of devils... nothing against the race in particular, but throughout my contact with Rias, about seventy five percent of our conversations has been her trying desperately to get me to join her peerage... and I really don't want to deal with that but with upwards of one hundred people... also I don't have a suit... or a desire to be basically the focal point of the event... and your parents might just flat out murder me for poisoning your brother..."

"…" I gently push the letter back into her hands.

The drill haired girl begins to open her mouth. "Also, it's pretty late, I'm tired, and Milly wouldn't let me go."

Said blond takes this opportunity to poke her head over my shoulder, staring at Ravel with narrowed eyes and a slight pout.

Ravel seems to take this moment to realize what me living with Mittelt could mean as her eyes focus on her.

"…"

She just nods once, lip slightly quivering. Then turns around and begins walking away. "I will not bother you further, then... I hope you have a restful night."

"You too." I call after her.

Mittelt slowly closes the door and frowns. "Okay... I can see the similarities now... I-... It was like looking into a mirror."

"Are you SUUURE your dad didn't have an affair with whoever her mother is."

"Oi! fuck off! My father would-" she freezes, finger raised in objection only to droop slightly as she fully thinks it out. "Absolutely... have done that."

"I'm going to try and find out if he ACTUALLY did it though." She sighs, her shoulders slumping slightly. "And if he did... ohoho I'm going to fucking kill him."

"Speaking of bad things your dad did, I saw him at the mall during our date, he was glaring at me a lot actually... you sure he isn't the type to find and kill me for daring to 'taint his daughter's lips' or something like that."

"HE WHAT?!"

I wince. 'why is she so mad?'

Mittelt grabs my shoulders and starts rapidly shaking me. "ARE YOU SURE IT WAS HIM?!"

"Blond-d baaaangs, black hair- ah-, wears a yukata even though nobody wears- oh god I'm going to be sick- those anymore barring certain festivals... y-yep, it was him."

She releases me as I start rubbing my forehead. "damn whiplash... why the hell are you even so worked up about this in the first place? You don't want him to know that you have a boyfriend or something?"

She grabs the sides of her head. "Nononononono that fucking IDIOT! DOESN'T HE KNOW THAT HE COULD RESTART THE FUCKING GREAT WAR WITH JUST HIS PRESENCE HERE IN KUOH!?"

"Oh."

She grabs my collar and pulls me down to her level. "We HAVE to find him!"

I let out a long sigh as I allow my head to fall backwards with a groan. "He's most likely in that one five-star hotel in the better part of town."

"…"

She slowly blinks as she notices my sudden surge in tiredness. "L-Lu?! What's wrong?!"

"Tired. I want to go to bed..."

I pat her head as I walk past. "Can we deal with your father in the morning?"

She watches me stumble over to the couch and sit down. "W-Well... that girl did say that the devils were going to be at a party today... so they probably wont notice him for one more day... so... sure I guess we can wait."

She steps over to me and tugs me up by my collar. "But your dead wrong if you think your sleeping on the couch tonight, come on you fucking idiot."

She leads me into her room and allows me to faceplant against her comfortable sheets.

I lift my head up. "Ravel is your half-sister... I'd place it at eighty-five percent probability, you both have that 'fallen angel' feel. You should take a DNA test."

And I am asleep before I even lay my head back down, I think Mittelt shouts something, but eh, it's probably going to be fine.

'can't breathe! Oh god! Am I dying?! Why is it so hard to breathe?! H-half of my body is numb! AM I HAVING A HEART ATTACK?!'

My eyes open to see a strand of blond hair tickling my nose... and Mittelt fast asleep with her head on my chest, her arms wrapped around my torso and squeezing it fairly hard, she is also laying on my arm which I suppose is the thing giving me the numbing sensation.

'oh right... false alarm... she just wanted me to sleep in here.'

She shifts slightly and lets out an adorable little noise in her sleep.

'she is... fucking adorable... how did I ever get lucky enough to get with someone like her?'

She blearily looks up at me with eyes narrowed from tiredness. "Why are you gazing at me longingly fuck-o."

'oh right, her personality...'

'eh, it's endearing... and the banter is good.'

"Hello?" She asks. "Are you going to say something?"

"Your elbow is digging into my ribs." I state with a small smile.

"Deal with it." She scoffs as she lays her head back down. "I need more rest to charge my 'hate batteries'… at this moment I am low charge and apathetic... and bitchy."

"You're always sort of bitchy, Mittelt." I shrug from under her.

She covers my mouth with her hand. "Shhh... sleep time... I can get revenge for that back-sass later."

She readjusts herself then closes her eyes, seemingly going back to sleep.

I blink twice. 'Well, alright then.'

I glance over to the clock sitting on the dresser at the other side of the room.

5:04

I reach up with my free arm and scratch the side of my head.

"Mnnnnn-" Mittelt whines. "Stop moving! Pillows don't move!"

"I'm not a-"

"SHUT. Pillows don't talk either!"

I slowly blink about. "Wow... you were right... you are more of a bitch when you first wake up."

She looks up at me with tired eyes again. "I haven't had more than an hour's rest, Lucas... I will fucking CUT YOU."

"…" I stare into her eyes for a moment.

"Why did you only get an hour of sleep?"

A blush slowly creeps over her face.

"D-Did you fucking molest me while I was asleep."

"OF COURSE NOT!" She shrieks.

She is quiet for a moment muttering something so quietly that I could barely hear that she said anything at all, then continues in a louder tone. "and then started worrying about the second great war so I couldn't sleep."

"…"

"What was that first thing?" I ask.

"I..." The next words are still two quiet for me to hear.

"Mittelt."

"I-I just checked some things out... N-No biggie."

"…"

"…"

We stare at each other in silence for an uncomfortable ten seconds.

"Can we go back to sleep now?" She asks.

"Fine..." I sigh.

"So, he is somewhere in there?" Mittelt asks as we gaze up to a colossal hotel.

"Probably." I hum. "Let's check the fifth floor first... then move to the seventh."

"…"

"Why the fifth?"

"Eh, I'm feeling lucky." I shrug. "Five stars... fifth floor... your dad would probably love that~"

"…"

"And why did you skip six?" She questions with a raised eyebrow.

"Because three sixes are the number of the beast, there's absolutely no way he's on that floor." I state with a blank deadpan expression, as if I was stating an absolute fact like 'the sky is blue'.

"W-"

She inhales deeply then exhales. "You know what? I'm not even going to question it... the most random shit seems to work out fine for you... how going out for sandwiches managed to get us a lead on the fallen angels in the church, I don't know, but hey, if it works it works~"

I shrug as we both walk through the front door.

"Are you sure you don't have Taelos Karma?" She asks.

"The fuck is that?"

"A Longinus Sacred Gear... said to grant its wielder the ability to warp probability."

'wait... what? Is that a thing? D-do I have Taelos Karma?!'

No 100%

't-then what is this?!'

? 100%

"N-Nah, I don't have that. Just lucky." I hum, hiding my brief internal panic.

"They are known to be lucky because they use their gear to force the best outcome~ you could have it and not even know~"

I blink across the lobby to see a black haired- but blond banged- man speaking to some white-haired teen in a leather jacket who looks like he wants to be ANYWHERE but right beside the older, yukata wearing man.

"…"

"Lu?"

I grab the top of her head and turn her head ever so slightly so she is looking where I am looking.

"…"

I release her head as she closes her eyes and smiles brightly.

The smile gets a little strained and I can feel literal waves of malice flow off her body.

'I'm scared.'

She slowly walks over.

"-And that is why you should never date a maid café waitress."

The white-haired delinquent's shoulders slump and he lets out a sigh. "Why am I even here?"

I follow after Mittelt, slowly and cautiously.

"And that's not even close to the time where I was forced to sprint in the nude to get away from an angry husband... he might have been human, but damn, he had good aim and an heck of an arm~ I swear, some of those shoes he threw probably would have bruised me if I didn't have cat like reflexes~"

"Why are you telling me this?!"

"Aww, come on Vali, this is guy talk... you ever found a girl you fancied? Perhaps a school... girl? Or something?"

He is silent for a couple more seconds. "So are you a tit guy or an ass man-"

*Ahem*

He turns to look at Milly who has her arms crossed over her chest, her foot tapping impatiently, a menacing glare and a frown on her face.

Mittelt's father blinks twice, then quickly pales. "O-Oh. Mittelt... I did a-assign you to this city... d-didn't I?"

"We need to talk." She growls.

He audibly gulps. "But do we really, though?"

Her eyes narrow as the white-haired teen- who isn't me- slowly looks between the three of us.

"What the hell is going on-"

This fic is fucking CURSED I stg I make more mistakes in this than ANY of my other ones... I fucking wrote 'Eyed' when I wanted to write 'HEAD'! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS STORY?! (This fic also broke my rightclick edit for a good three hours... so yes, this fic is SO fucking cursed... it only fixed itself after I went to ANOTHER fic and tried to edit there.)

TLDR: this fic makes me want to fucking die, but I'm not dropping it until the end of the kokabiel arc because I have a fucking PLAN for that.