Wow, an update? Is this even real…? ( ಠ ͜ʖಠ)
Hey, guys, Maluch here. Apologies for the long, long wait… but I've got some mediocre news. This'll be the last update till at least December 21st or later... Don't worry, I have no intention of giving up this Fic at all, but these next few weeks are just gonna be a real doozy for me.
I just wanted to take a moment to update you guys, now let's get to!
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The adventure never stops to wait, and neither does the monkey-boy, Son Goku, or our new crew of future heroes! Determined to give it their all, each student in Class 1-A prepares in his or her own unique way, ready and anxious for the upcoming U.A. sports festival…
At the same time, somewhere from the big city, several districts away… a gentle breeze passed through the school grounds of Kuoh Private Academy, a massively sized campus, constructed on the outskirts of a town controlled by the House of Gremory…
Behind the main high school campus, hidden away from the populous' view, stood the old school building. A unique structure to say the least; its base spruce oak boards were overrun with wild vegetation yet to be cleared; reinstated black, charcoal padding covered the top roof; and freshly painted white walls gave the impression that the old school was simply in a constructive state.
Inside the building, a handsome 9th grader excused himself as he entered the peculiarly fashioned clubroom, politely as always. His short, well-kept blonde hair, ocean-blue eyes, and handsome features gave off the distinct impression that he was of Italian descent, and his expression was both equally wistful and elegant. He was the center of attention amongst the majority of his female classmates, for good reason.
Before commenting on his arrival, he took notice to the recent renovations; for the words "Occult Research Club" were now posted, most elegantly, on the front of the wooden entranceway.
The school club room itself was dark and Victorian. Sprawled over the floor rested a dark red carpet, two spacious settees, and an expensive coffee table. A collection of artwork sat upon the walls, and the only source of lightening seemed to be a group of spread out candles, each colored with an orange tint. On the wall, opposite the closed windows, stood a tall grandfather clock.
"Ah, Kiba." Sitting at her desk, surrounded by copious stacks of documentation and paperwork, rested an unbelievably gorgeous creature, smiling at him with a pair of hypnotic, sky blue eyes. Her long, crimson red hair swayed gently with every graceful, elegant motion, never once settling. The color was mesmerizing, indescribable. Her porcelain skin, like that of expensive china, seemed inhumanly pure. "Do come in. How was your last scheduled customer?"
Beautiful European cheekbones, the standard school uniform, and an incredibly developed figure; this girl was Rias Gremory, the President of the Occult Research Club and prominent successor to the House of Gremory, one of the most powerful devil clans. Her voice was both seductive and silky, like honeydew; yet imposing and firm; like that of a tried-and-true underworld leader.
"It went pretty well," he smiled, "but it seems like everyone who summons me simply wants a well-cooked meal," he closed the door behind, "not that I'm complaining."
"Oh my, that isn't too bad, Kiba." A kind voice laughed at his response. Another beautiful devil, Akeno Himejima, the Vice President of the Occult Research Club, entered the room with a tray of refreshments. Her jet-black hair was tightened backwards with an elongated ribbon, sprawled down in a long, exaggerated ponytail that almost touched the ground. "You'd be surprised by human simplicity; it's really quite something, the needs of our usual customers."
Accompanying her seductive expression were a pair of dark violet eyes. Her bust, waist, and other feminine features were also way ahead in the developing schedule, and even seemed awkwardly close to popping out of the very same uniform that kept them covered. She was incredibly gorgeous, maybe even more so than the President.
The two girls were both first-year high school students and best friends at a young age. Akeno was also the first to join Rias's peerage, although Kiba heard beforehand that Rias was still leaving extra space for one specific individual, but he wasn't sure if that was entirely true or not.
"Sucks if you get a perv, though." Suddenly, a small girl devil—attributed with a unique physique of short, silver hair and buttery, yellow eyes—spoke up, while eating snacks on one of the clubroom couches. Unlike Rias and Akeno, she wore a unique hair contraption snapped onto her front locks: a cartoonish cat figure, one popular amongst young girls below the fifth grade. Her name was Koneko, and she was the youngest and most recent member of the peerage.
"Well, thankfully, I've yet to deal with anyone like that." Kiba smiled, amused by his little kohai. Despite her young age, Koneko was tougher than steel when interacting with delinquents and other forms of deviancy.
Taking a seat next to her, he picked up a random, unused book from the coffee table and started to read. He really had to admit it; their reserved space was comfy like no other.
Long ago, the Occult Research Club was abolished due to a lack of legitimate members. Upon their entry into high school, however, Rias and Akeno revived the dead club as the brand-new President and Vice-President, quietly changing it into a sort of home base for the peerage.
"Ugh… not again…" Suddenly, the President gasped a loud, annoyed groan, surprising both Kiba and Koneko. The President rarely acted her age around them. Akeno, however, sighed a light chuckle as if she already knew what was ailing their master. "It'll make both Sir Zeoticus and Sirzechs very happy, Rias. They insisted that we come too, you know?"
"President, what's happening?" Kiba asked as he gently closed his book, then turned alongside Koneko to look at the reddened President. "Is it Riser Phoenix, again?" He asked, concerned.
Rias simply cupped both hands over her expression, then let out an over-exaggerated sigh. "No, it's nothing especially important, my cute little servants. My brother's birthday is a week away, that's all." She dropped her hands, then comfortably sat further back in her chair.
"After 12 years, he's finally made room in his busy schedule to spend time with me, except I know now just how much of a gross siscon he really is." She shook her head, but smiled, beautifully. "He's invited us all to the Gremory estate for the weekend, there we'll be watching the most popular human event, the U.A. Sports Festival."
Meanwhile, far away and unbeknownst to an older Rias and Akeno, Son Goku flew across the skies on his Nimbus, after successfully completing his first day at high school…
"Man, I'm starving…! Guess I gots ta be quiet about the whole 'quirk' thing. Midoriya said it's really important." Goku reminisced out loud, while cruising atop the fluffy, yellow cloud.
Following the end of class, away from earshot, he was immediately told by his new classmate, Midoriya, to keep his lack of a quirk under wraps from the other students. Truthfully, Goku didn't quite understand what the big deal was, but he also understood he was never really the brightest to begin with, so he did as he was told.
Continuing to fly at a respectably continuous pace, the Flying Nimbus soon passed over the last mountain top, and Goku had finally arrived home again. There, at the base of the forest, stood his Grandfather's hut, just as he had left it four years ago.
Goku—sitting atop the magical yellow cloud—took a second to admire and take in the warm, relaxing, evening sunlight—creasing over the tall, golden tree-lines. The forest was rather quiet today, no birds, chipmunks, not a single soul in sight… just a simple brush of cool wind, sweeping past the surround, abundant, crisp vegetation. Nostalgia immediately struck him like a bullet. Here he felt truly at ease; among the forest he was completely and utterly at peace…
Suddenly, he remembered her again.
The girl wore a pretty violet dress over a small white shirt and boyish brown shorts. Her skin was a beautiful, even mystic, snowy porcelain, the likes of which he'd never seen. "Well?" She pouted. Her eyes were bluer than the nearby lakes, hidden between the mountains. Long, crimson hair ran down her small shoulders, and smaller twirls hung up to the sides like miniature crescent moons; above sat a cute, twirly crest. "Okay… then why don't you help me find the Dragon Balls? Your grandpa did tell you to be nice to girls, right?"
Goku dropped himself off the Flying Nimbus, then went inside his old hut. All Might had offered him a place to stay, and there was always his comfy futon back at Kame House, but nothing really quite beat home sweet home. Goku had been traveling all around the world for three years now, fighting mercenary armies, meeting fun new people, and getting insanely stronger. Unbeknownst to himself, Goku was now one of the top, if not the strongest, earth-bound mortals.
Inside, he placed down his backpack and Power Pole, then got dressed into his newest gi: the Turtle School Uniform, created by Master Roshi himself. Goku's new uniform consisted of an orange tank top with matching baggy pants, blue wristbands, blue training shoes and a blue obi tightly tied over his waist. On the back of the tank top, there was a handcrafted large Turtle School kanji, and on the front-left side was a smaller version of the exact same symbol.
"Alrighty!" Utterly ecstatic, Goku practically leapt through his doorway as he proceeded to dash over, down the man-made, gravel path. As he continued running at a speed faster than any rocket, Goku began planning out his training regimen for the next few days. He could barely hold back the building of excitement deep within his chest. Once more, adventure awaited him!
Back in Kuoh, late in the evening…
Rias and Akeno entered the saunas gorgeous chambers, both wrapped in white towels that simply outlined their developing, eccentric curves. The spa chambers were built underground, decorated with beautiful iconography, colored stones, and rare, invaluable gems. Both girls loosened off the material, allowing their snowy figures and skin to be seen bare.
"Remember when we used to come here all the time, telling each other secrets and other fun stories, Rias?" A girl spoke as she joined the two, accompanied by her own Queen, Tsubaki Shinra. "This sauna was built for my personal use; it's a gift from my sister. It's near my stronghold, so nobody, but us four, can enter." Sona Sitri, Rias's oldest friend, smiled at the crimson princess.
"Yeah, I used to always get in trouble with my Mom. Silly stuff like that. And I remember you only complaining about your sister." Rias laughed, grinning like a girl her age.
Presently, they were at Sona's place, enjoying the custom, underground spa. After finishing up all after school activities, including peerage work and supernatural tasks, they were invited to sleepover. It was friday after all, and even devils needed to have some fun every once in a while.
"Oh my," Akeno cutely laughed, "I sometimes forget that the two of you were so close."
"Yes, but that was in the past, remember?" Rias shrugged as all four girls took a seat around the spa room.
"True," nodded, softening her expression in a rare smile, "yet Akeno joined Rias's peerage long before I joined Sona's."
Sona laughed while pushing back her glasses. "It's not a race, Tsubaki. Although, I am admittedly a little jealous that Rias got a boy into her peerage before I did."
Her friend laughed in return, crossing one porcelain leg over the other. "Kiba is an immensely valued member of my peerage, but he's like a little brother to me. Nothing more. Just like you Sona, I've not interested in that sort of thing."
"My, my, you'll never date anybody at this rate." Her Queen teased, showing off a sly grin.
"Oh," Rias smirked in a similar manner, "I thought you didn't even like guys, Akeno."
"You never cared about guys either, Rias. You said they're all alike. Like-master-like-servant." She stuck out her tongue, causing all the girls to laugh together.
"Well… that's not entirely true, on my part…" Suddenly, Sona blushed and curled up her legs.
Her words immediately struck Tsubaki with genuine surprise, but Rias and Akeno both wholeheartedly understood where she was coming from.
Akeno brought her lips together in a sad smile, then looked up at the decorated ceiling. All she could do now was imagine the young, heroic boy. The one who saved her and used the Great Dragon, Shenron, to resurrect her mother. "What do you think he's doing right now…? On another adventure, training his heart out, or… no… I doubt he'd be looking for us…"
Rias, too, wore an expression of regret. "…Whatever it is, I hope he's having fun…"
The shared wishes of three girls go unheard in the night… while far away, in his forest, the subject of their affection continues his rigorous training. Will Goku reunite with his old friends, what evil figures lurk in the shadows, and who will stand as victor of the upcoming sports festival…?! Find out next time on "Gotta Heed The Call Of Magic Dragon Balls!"
Special Extra: Character Bios (more to come)!
Son Goku (Kakarot)
Rank: Lower-Class Saiyan
Species: Saiyan
Weapon: Power-Pole
Power: Superhuman strength,
superhuman speed, superhuman durability, superhuman senses, and Hermit Kamehameha
Power level: 150
Izuku Midoriya
Rank: High School Student
Species: Human
Power: One-For-All
Power level: 7.25 (Base; not including use of quirk)
Rias Gremory
Rank: High-class Devil
Species: Pure Devil
Power: Power of Destruction
Power Level: 47
Himejima Akeno
Rank: Low-class Devil
Species: Reincarnated Devil (Former half-human half fallen angel)
Power: Elemental Magic
Power Level: 38
All Might
Rank: Number One Hero
Species: Human
Power: One-For-All (remnants)
Power Level: 185 (roughly)