I am a noob of a fanfiction writer, and will be trying a semi-different style of writing. This will be a Si fanfiction, there will be cursing, described nudity, Gore (kinda), LGBTQ+ Support, lime and mayyybe lemons, so be warned. If you don't like that stuff, my biggest question is, why are you here on a DxD fic? *I don't own High School DxD or Pokemon, please don't sue me*

God of this story (me): {Fourth wall break}

Biblical God: BIBLE STUFF

Other God's: 'puny humans'

Ddraig/ Albion: (partner)

Pokemon: "Pika Pikachu"

Pokedex: {I am Monika, Blair Cross's personal Pokedex}

Normal speech: "Hello"

Angry speech: "I WILL TEAR YOU APART"

Thoughts: 'holy shit this is terrifying'

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"OOF" I let out all the breath in my lungs from landing on my back. I here his damn voice, cheerfully saying, "c'mon Blair, again! One more, then you'll get lunch. You fight hard and fast, but so do I!". I felt sore all over, my only solace's where that while I was having my ass handed to me, so was Glacier, and that I had already won twice.

I had been "sparring" *ahem* dying slowly *ahem* with Ash for the last 6 hours. It started at 5 am when Glacier and I had been awoken via a thundershock, courtesy of Pikachu. We quickly had breakfast, and Ash had me pick between sparring, heavy weighted endurance training, or battle tactics for the first half of the day.

I had chosen to get my blood pumping in the morning, and decided to spar until lunch, and learn battle tactics after. I had then proceeded to get my ass whooped six ways back to Earth. I had been put in holds, tripped, and slammed. I had been slammed so many times.

I start to get up for my last match before lunch. I struggled to stand all the way. On my way up, I glanced over to eevee who was in the middle of learning to use shadowball in battle. In only a few hours Snorlax had managed to teach Glacier to master protect, facade, and was almost finished with shadowball.

This was the strength of elite trainers, and it is amazing. Their Pokemon are so experienced, they can teach younger Pokemon to master several moves in a matter of hours. I watched as Glacier dodged the "rushing" tauros, and hit it with the fully formed move, which did nothing as Tauros is a normal type. This meant Eevee mastered 3 moves in 6 hours.

I finish observing Glacier, and get into my stance, ready to try against Ash one last time. I jump forward, punching downwards in a haymaker. Ash moves backwards, and I shift myself into a handspring, trying to drop kick Ash in the chest. He dodged sideways, but I clip him in the shoulder. I land on my feet, and roll toward, spinning so I can face Ash.

He was analyzing my moves, ready to dodge and weave through my attacks. I run forward, and go for a roundhouse kick. Ash dodged under it but I keep momentum and go for a sweep kick. Once Ash dodged upward, I spin around and give him a left haymaker, which he caught, pushing him back. 'damn, I can't make any direct hits. I need to be more unpredictable. Time to channel Naruto!'

I leap forward in a zigzag motion and telegraph a right haymaker. As predicted, Ash caught it l, falling into my trap. I swung around him twisting my arm to trap his. I continue my loop and know him forward whilst wrapping my legs around his neck. The end result is Ash doing a one handed pushed, with my legs choking him, while I held one of his arms behind his back.

I wanted to laugh and celebrate, but I knew that if I did so before he tapped, I wouldn't win, and Ash would pull something out his ass. Finally Ash Abreathed out, "I give" and I quickly unwrapped my legs from his throat. I got off him and beamed, quite happy with myself for my third win. I helped Ash up, and he said, "you did well, you made sure not to overreach in any unplanned ways, you had several contingency plans, and you remember the most important part. To wait for me to actually give up instead of assuming you won. As promised, in a week's time, I'll be giving you a reward."

I beam at his praise and the idea of a reward and say, "it's time for lunch now, right? Right?" I hear agreement from behind me, with Glacier and presumably Snorlax saying, "Foooooooood!" Ash laughs and says, "yeah, your getting a real treat, because Brock is visiting today, and always has extra food around."

I salivate at the idea of Brock's cooking, and blush realizing I'm around his age, and supposedly very cute. I knowingly look at Ash and ask, "what's the likelihood that he is going to flirt with me?" Ash gives an appraising look and replies cheerfully, "73% chance, with a 42% chance of him asking more than once for you to consider a date."

I think over everything and shake my head, knowing that his antics were legendary, but at least it wasn't Sanji from One Piece. I follow Ash to a more open part of the field, where I see a man walking up. He was 5' 8" only a few inches taller than Ash. He had a more natural "I was born with it" tan, and a bit of bulk instead of lean muscle. He wore a vest, had spiky hair, and I couldn't see the color in his had arrived.

Ash ran forward and gave the man a bro hug, and automatically started talking with Brock. When I got there I could hear Ash giving Brock a run down of my predicament, but it was in the back of my mind, as I saw Brock was currently analyzing me.

I had only caught the end of Ashes rant with him saying, "and so that's why I have a bingo on our "the crazy stuff that's happened card, I finally met an interdimensional traveler. You and Misty owe me 5000 poke each!" I give Ash a deadpan look, realizing that I was basically helping Ash gain money for free.

I look back towards brack and see him offer a handshake saying, "Hello there my fair maiden l, my name is Brock, and I couldn't help but notice your Androgynous beauty, your amazing sense of taste, and your beautiful hair! Please Miss Blair, give me the honor of a date!" I blush deeply at his offer and say, "I'm not sure if I'm someone you would like. I'm genderfluid you see. My gender changes between male, female, and non-binary whenever that is what I feel like at the time." Brock looks me over and says, "that does not bother me, for I know your beauty as you are now won't change with your gender, and your personality may be just as sweet!" I blush deeply, floored realizing that I never considered Brock may be bi (leaning towards the pretty and feminine of course.)

I bow and say, "I'm sorry but I'll have to decline that date today, but I wouldn't mind getting a coffee with you some time." Brock nods respectfully and says, "then I will wait until next time. In the meantime though I'm going to treat you, and my other other other brother (in all but blood) to my famous cooking!" I sit down happily at the table that Ash had pulled out of Brock's endless bad and set up and watch Brock cook knowing I was in for a great meal.

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And that is the end, my friends! Now, many of my readers may question my choice to make Brock Bi, or at least not straight. And that stems from the fact that while yes, Brock has only flirted with women in the show, with the exception of convincing crossdressers, no-one seems to have feminine beauty except for the females. And I have decided that since once Brock starts flirting it's usually a description of her beauty, taste, and interests, it's that feminine beauty that he is attracted to, not a pair of blobs made of fat, or a certain set of genitals. So, love it? Hate it? Tell me why in a review. I love you all and have a spooky Halloween.