KaruzoHalpha: Yes good sir, he will. As is displayed in the first bit of this chapter actually :).

Amused Archer: Just do me a solid, don't call him Naruto. He's not Naruto. If he was I'd call him Naruto. He's Menma. And yes I do agree that the idea of being instantly into sharing and caring is total bullshit, but people are so wrapped up in their Waifu love that they can't create shit.

Full disclosure though, I am a big fan of cats, and catgirls in general so this may end up being either a Koneko or Kuroka pairing. Just letting you guys know ahead of time. MAY. There could just as likely not be any pairing at all.

Start.

Menma was face down in his pillow, the consistent breeze provided by the fan he sat next to his bed fluttering his hair and cooling him off, the window at the head of his bed open and letting the chilling air of the night in, Miyo was curled at next to his neck, purring contently as she slept.

All was perfect, he'd done some PVP before bed, so his mind was awash with the screams of frustration of his Guildmates at his constant running off and capturing points without any help, he played a Rogue for PvP sap-caps were his specialty. Stupid alliance, who leaves one person to defend? A figure stood across from his apartment on the rooftop, slowly the being made their way into his room, the shine of the moon piercing the clouds at this moment, revealing a familiar redhead.

She poked and prodded his head, the cat next to him, meowing and hissing at someone invading her territory, "Hmm...Get 'em, Miyo..." He commanded, snuggling back into his pillow that angry cat leapt at the redhead who squealed as the cat began clawing at her face.

Menma rose from his covering like an angered beast, his eyes glowing white with power the seemed to radiate across the room, "What do you want!?" He snarled, Miyo leaving her victim and returning to the bed, sitting on his lap as he stared hatefully at the one to interrupt his rest.

"I uh..Owie!" Rias touched the scratches on her face and whined pitifully, "I came to check on you, I don't know how your healing works but Devils usually don't heal that fast from Light Based attacks." She explained as a familiar pair of wolves formed next to the Shaman, "I swear that's all!" She squeaked out.

Menma's eyes faded in their glow, he gestured one of the wolves over to the wall, it stood on its back legs and turned on the lights before the both disappeared. Miyo ducking under the covers to avoid the light, Menma squinted at Rias in annoyance.

"At 3 in the morning!? Seriously woman what's in your head!" Snarled the Wolfmaster, making her shrink back, "Why not just ask me this in the morning!"

"Because Light acts like a poison to our bodies! If it's not fixed quickly you'll get really sick and die!" She quickly explained, she'd never felt so flustered before, usually people she resurrected took what she said and accepted it.

"Yeah well get on my level, Riptide does its work." With a flick of his wrist his form was showered with magical waters, though they didn't have the same effect as real water, instead healing his body. "I don't need your help." He snapped venomously, "Because last time you did that I DIED!"

Rias flushed with shame, "I just want to make it up to you..." She whispered.

"Then don't come into my house and wake me up! Strike one, you fucked that up." Said Menma as he shook his head and flopped back into bed, Rias sighed and shook her head, "Get. In." Said the Uzumaki, her head shot back up.

"What?"

"Get in the bed, or get the fuck out." Said the Shaman, he'd already closed his eyes and laid on his side. He heard the rustling of clothing and looked up to see the redhead stripping down to her birthday suit. "I don't even care anymore." He muttered as a body slid up next to his own, he had a double bed, she didn't have to be that close.

Then again, his little plan did seem to work, she was desperate enough to earn his affection to get in bed with him. He could work this to his own desire, mainly getting to stick his dick in her. That'd be quite nice, whilst he hated her from a moral standpoint she did have a nice body and he wanted to ravage the every loving fuck out of her lower half as payback.

He didn't think with his dick, he did however like sex.

She nuzzled into the crook of his neck, Miyo did not like this and bat at her head with her paw. "Turn around..." Sighed Menma, quietly she did so and adjusted her down slightly before wrapping his arms around her, just under her breasts and put his chin on her head.

Rapidly he began thinking through the various games in his collection, for something that could twist this situation in his favour...It hit him light lightning a grin lit up on his face, with a click of his fingers another wolf appeared and turned off the light, "Rias..." He whispered, she craned her neck around to look him in the eye, hope shining in them at the thought that this worked to find the very gooey centre of the grumpy Shaman.

"Be mine...For now. Charm..." Thank you Ahri, you wonderful vixen you. His eyes glowed pink as he pressed his lips against hers, Rias' blue eyes shifted into a pink glaze, the way he understood Charm was that it took whatever attraction someone had for you and kicked it into overdrive, until they could think of nothing but you.

Miyo meowed before jumping out of her spot and onto the end of the bed, curling up and going to sleep, knowing just what her owner was going to do.

Rias began clamoring for his lips, almost ripping off his plain black shirt that he slept in to get to his skin, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull down his pants.

In the back of his head Menma grinned, revenge was apparently warm and involved lots of flesh slapping, good thing he kept condoms in his nightstand.

Next morning

Menma awoke to the sensation of being snuggled, opening his eyes and turning off his alarm with a depress of a button he sighed, rubbing his tired eyes, he'd never gone that many rounds before, after the unceremonious cherry pop Menma and Rias had rutted like a pair of wild animals for 4 or 5 more orgasms each, he didn't exactly have a tally for her so he just assumed that becoming a quivering mess was her orgasm. If not than holy shit.

He felt he'd gotten back at her sufficiently, and he didn't make a habit of being a massive cunt to people he had sex with, so tallying up the fact she killed him, then they fucked, his general dislike of people he'd treat her with only his mild hatred. He felt that was pretty generous, the fact that some super being now did give him a little bias. And whilst he was an ass man she did have killer tits.

"Oi..." Said the Uzumaki, pinching her nipple, the girl's back arched as her eyes rapidly opened. Immediately they went all doughy and she kissed his cheek, Menma blinked, perhaps the spell was still working?

"G'morning..." She whispered, wrapping around him tighter. "Last night was unexpected, but really fun." She added, looking up at him with those big blues.

'What the fuck? No one reacts this way. They usually give me a "Oh wow that really happened, crazy night huh?" or something like that not the look of "Give me your babies." the fuck good is going on sir?' Menma could not provide an answer for his brain, but thankfully Miyo came to the rescuse.

"Meow." Purring and rubbing on his cheek, Menma smiled lightly and scratched her ear.

"Yeah, that stamina of yours is pretty impressive I gotta say." He said, pulling the covers off himself and detangling himself, and lightly playing with her hair as he departed for the shower.

"C'mon Miyo I'll get you some food before I shower." Rias could swear the little cat was glaring at her, before meowing happily and padding off after her owner.

Rias was positively aglow, it could not have gone better, now she'd found someone to contest Riser and to be with, all in one night. She knew he wasn't all bad, he did have a soft spot.

Poor deluded girl.

With Menma he idly adjusted his boxers and poured Miyo's food into her bowl, "There ya go, sweetheart. Eat up, 'kay?" He said with a closed eye smile, Miyo got on her back legs and licked his nose and he had squatted down to pour her food, "Oh you, don't distract me with a good time." He said, tapping her little nose with a finger before chuckling to himself, oh how he amused himself so.

"Shower time~ Time for a shower of manly moistness~." He sang out pointlessly, setting up his ipod in across the room from the actual shower and putting on 'The Wombats - Joy Division', he did enjoy a good get up and go for the morning kinda song. Tossing of his boxers and his trunks he got into the shower.

"Oh fuck that's cold!" He exclaimed with a hiss, though sighed contently as it warmed up, "Better." One of the benefits of a shower instead of the usual bath people had, when you washed the various dirt of the day off you, it went away not floated around you. He reached for his shampoo but was confused when it wasn't in its usual spot. Whiping the water away from his eyes and flicking his hair away he jumped a little when the redhead he'd just got through rutting with was holding it, smiling.

"Mind if I join you?" She asked, impishly.

"Yeah whatever, yoink." He quickly grabbed the shampoo and began lathering his hair up, Rias slid in the shower next to him, pressing herself against him Menma didn't even budge as he washed out his hair.

"Watch out." He announced with a sigh, after he cleaned out his hair he moved to place the shampoo back and grab the conditioner, idly taking a whiff of her hair, "What do you use in your hair?" He asked curiously. One eye open as his hair fell down his face.

"Lavender and mint herbal blend." She answered lathering herself up with soap, Menma's eyes caught where she happened to be paying the most attention. He rinsed out his hair and smoothed his hair back to reveal his face in full.

Blankly he looked at her as she shamelessly massaged her boobs with soap, "You know soap dries out your skin and I don't have any more moisturizer." He said, she just grinned widely, at him and pushed herself up against him.

"Let's go again..." She demanded lustfully, Menma was about to grouch about being ignored but then he remembered.

He liked sex.

With a shrug he put her back under the falling water and rinsed her off, taking the soap out of her hand and putting it back before digging into her neck and biting and sucking it roughly. Rias squealed as he kept getting her weak spot, she moved her hands down to their collective nether regions, readying herself and jerking him to get it nice and hard.

"Miyo, fetch!" Shouted out Menma suddenly the sound of tiny feet bustling around the house before she appeared in the bathroom with a carbord box in her mouth, Menma took it and nudged his head, she immediately vacated the area.

"She's pretty well trained for a cat..." Commented Rias wide eyed at the display as Menma put his sheath on.

"Yeah well I've had her for a while." He said absently, grasping himself and positioning himself with her, slamming in with force, she wrapped arms around his neck and put a leg around his waist.

Later at school.

Rias had left after their shower excursion, Menma still had to lock up and all that so he merely nodded as she bid him goodbye. He had the sneaking suspicion she didn't know the usual aftermath of a one-night stand. Which was obvious as he took her virginity but then again she didn't seem to really care at the time.

See, Charm worked by multiplying already there affection, if someone had an aversion to something like loosing their V-card it wouldn't work when they arrived at the main course, they fucked like rabbits so she obviously didn't put that much stock in it.

Which was fine with him but damn did she stick around for too long. He was all for hanging out with your fuck-buddy or whatever, but didn't she have like some Devil shit to do?

He bid his sweetheart good bye, she gave a pitifully sad meow as per every day, he had to give her an extra big hug as he left just to make her stay in the house, grabbed his wallet and locked up. He checked his phone as he was walking to school, no messages as usual.

"Well fuck you too, everyone on my contacts lists. I didn't want to talk to you anyway." He rolled his eyes and tucked it into his pocket then stuck both his hands into his pockets as well, it was too bright today, so he walked with his head down and let his hair shade his eyes.

"Sometimes having black hair works to my advantage. That day is today." Once more amused he let out a small chuckle, "Wish all the people at this school weren't such quivering little cunts, I could do with someone besides myself to speak with." He lamented with a dramatic sigh.

"Woe is me."

"Psst..." Menma turned at the sound, flipping his hair back as he did so, it came from a trio. One brunette boy with medium length hair and red eyes, one boy with glasses and shorter black hair, and finally a bald kid. All of them were 'stealthily' calling him over.

"What do you little shits want?" Spat Menma, narrowing his gaze.

"We saw you were looking rather down today, Menma-san...Would you care to join us in looking at the kendo class girls prepare for their activities..?" Menma's face became emotionless.

"You should all go kill yourself, preferably by hanging so I can watch." Menma went back to walking as all of them fell to the ground face first, with little white signs through their hearts that read 'Kill ourselves?'.

Menma hated those three, they were insufferably pathetic. He may hate people but those three were fucking parasites on humanity as a collective.

"Oh my god I can't believe I never thought of using Dark Souls spells...Oh my lawd someone's getting a Soul Spear to the face, and I'm going to love that moment." He almost did a little dance but kept himself under control, breaking into a job he made his way to the dickhead clubhouse, they'd know where someone could test his new ideas on would be, right?

Club House

"Congratulations it's me!" he bellowed as he kicked the door in, as he walked in, he frowned at the sight of no-one being there. "This is what I get for being early. Fuckers." He clicked his tongue before sinking into the couch, stretching out and lying down.

"May as well catch up on the sleep I missed out on."

Later...

Issei Hyoudou was being escorted to the Occult Research Club his the prettiest boy on campus, was he jealous of Kiba's looks? Yes, because it made the boy able to have a harem of willing women, and he didn't use that power! What a weirdo. Maybe he was gay? That'd make a bunch of sense.

The more Issei thought about it the more he was confident his new friend indeed batted for the other team. But he would not judge Kiba for this, it wasn't a problem in Issei's eyes, when all those girls who pined after Kiba found out, they'd all need someone to comfort them. And then, he would swoop in like a master of the shadows.

"Whoosh!" Announced Issei, Kiba had a sweat drop on his head, Issei didn't think internally very well, and kept muttering his thoughts. He was not gay, he just had more respect for women than to use them in any tawdry way for his own desires, that and his heart did belong to his King, she had done so much for him.

That's why he needed to be stronger so he could stop Riser from taking his Buchou away from him and finally work up the courage to confess his love.

As the pair entered the clubhouse they came upon the sight of Koneko being hugged by a sleeping Menma, he yawned and muttered about his 'Sweetheart Miyo-chan'. The colour in Kiba's face drained at the sight, whilst Issei merely whistled at the sight. The school Mascot in the arms of the school's 'Most Hated Boy'.

"Fufufu, Koneko-chan went in arms reach of him and he must have caught her scent, because he immediately reached out for his 'Dear Miyo-chan' and Koneko just couldn't resist, could you darling?" She asked sweetly, a smile on her face.

"Senpai smells nice..." She said quietly, blushing as he rubbed her stomach and nuzzled her head.

"When did you get so big, Miyo-chan..?" He asked sleepily.

"For such a foulmouthed guy he's really weird when he's asleep." Said Issei, raising a brow.

"I smell fuckhead." Menma's eyes shot open in a second, he was upright and sitting with Koneko on his lap, her skirt did ride up slightly much to her dismay as Issei's eyes immediately shot towards her slowly exposing legs.

"Hentai..." She cursed, staring at him.

"When did you get on my lap..?" Asked Menma, standing up and placing the smaller being on her feet, patting and creases in her uniform off.

"You asked for Miyo-chan."

"Oh my cat." He said with a chuckle, "Sorry about that, you and her do smell a little similar. You got a cat, little miss?" he asked, going in for the metaphorical kill. He'd gotten her talking more than one word.

"No." She said shortly, taking her spot once more, Menma sight but pat her head, her little smile was enough for now. But he did feel the need to balance out his niceness.

"Ah, fuck-knuckle and bootlicker. A displeasure to see you again." Instead of bowing Menma merely flipped them both off and grabbed a seat at the table, kicking his feet up with a yawn.

"There we go, balance is restored." Said Issei with a sagely nod.

"I'll break your neck if you keep talking." Threatened the Uzumaki breezily, wisely the boy shut up.

"Why are you here, scum-san? I doubt Buchou agreed to your terms." That grin on Menma's face chilled Kiba's blood.

"Oh I'm just here to see the fireworks, bootlicker. Don't mind me one bit."

"I'll endeavor to ignore the stench of wet dog." Sniped Kiba, gesturing Issei sit down, the pale boy did so, the ease with which his life was threatened had never bothered him before, but the ice in Menma's eyes had made him genuinely think the older boy was serious.

"You know twatty-cakes, I don't think anyone has ever had the balls to bother verbally sparring with me as you have. Ever thought of using that kind of energy productively? Like perhaps attempting to go through puberty? Or did daddy not give you the talk about becoming a man, so you decided to be a girl like mother dearest...Where are they by the by?" Asked Menma in mock interest, he saw something snap in Kiba's eyes, his fingernails scratching into the wood of the table.

"Oh..? Did I hit a nerve?" Goaded the Imaginative Magician.

"You!" Not only was it Kiba's voice, instead it was two voices, and both voices seemed to be confused at the other. A bunch of runes had appeared in the room, three to be precise. One revealed Rias, who seemed more than happy to see him, oh joy.

One was a man with red hair much like Rias' own, he had the same blue eyes and skin tone, he wore some kind of robe that looke vaguely royal in nature, with a mantle/cape combo to boot.

Finally was a silver haired woman with silver-grey hair, cold icy grey eyes and cherry red lips, painted obviously. She wore a less slutty version of a french maid uniform, Menma had never seen that worn with class, this woman had class and he could respect that.

"Me! Him, Her, them. US!" Proclaimed the Shaman rapidly, before he pointed at the red haired man, "Now who the fuck are you and why are you randomly shouting shit!"

"You took my darling sisters innocence!" Then proceeded to lunge at the younger man, Menma chuckled and was cone in a blink of dark purple magic, "Blink. 20 yard range, more than enough to avoid you until you get tired, champ. I've taken many a woman's innocence none of them seemed to mind. Why so mad, bro?" Asked Menma, leaning on a wall with one arm. Smirking without any remorse whatsoever.

Then Kiba seemed to join in, whilst Issei fainted, Akeno and Koneko looked towards a blushing Rias with wide eyes. "Is that so, Buchou?" Asked the Half Fallen.

"Yes..." Admitted the redhead, "Oh Akeno is was wonderful...I've never felt something so profound in my life." She told the black haired girl quietly who only giggled into her hand.

"My, my. I had no idea you were so...Liberated, Buchou." Rias hit Akeno's shoulder as she blushed, hushing her, only serving to amuse the girl further.

"Giving up yet, sparkles?" Asked Menma, Serzechs looked confused for a moment before he shook it off and returned to trying to strangle the younger man, whilst Kiba attempted to stab him full of holes.

"I'll kill you!" The pair declared.

"Oh my! Such ferocity!" Mocked Menma, laughing loudly before kicking the door open and Blinking several feet away. Kiba and Serzechs stood out together, followed by the rest of the group. Kiba with sword in hand whilst the Lucifer had a really, really mean look on his face.

It had impact, trust me.

"I don't see the big deal, we just had a bit of bedsheet bounty between two consenting people." Menma said with a shrug, yawning into his hand, with a sharp whistle he summoned his Wolves who snarled at the ready to defend their creator.

"I can guess you do this out of brotherly love, respect dude." Menma pat his chest with a closed fist before pointing at a confused Sirzechs. Before his eyes turned sinister and their fell on Kiba.

"But you...Is this out of duty? Or is it something more...?" Goaded Menma as Kiba lunged at him, he sidestepped the enraged Knight and kicked him in the back of the knee forcing him to kneel. Grabbing his hair whilst his wolves disarmed the boy, he turned him and squatted next to Kiba as they both looked towards Rias.

"I get it now..." Kiba looked anywhere but his King as he could hear that dog's infernal grin. "Someone has a little crush...And I just fucked your crush. Did you know we did it again in the shower this morning. I've never met a girl who could go 5 rounds in the sack and then again a few hours later. It was pretty good I must say, she's definitely a good one. Shame I still hate her guts on principal but these things pass with time don't they...And If it destroys you than...How could I say no?" He whispered, Kiba's eyes widened.

"She'll never know...She get's to be happy, I can get to watch as it slowly crushes your soul." Menma leant in extra close for his next bit, "Don't fuck with me, kid. I takes a man to slay the beast, not a boy squishing bugs." He let go of his hair, his wolves howling as the vanished, Menma stood up and cast a Riptide on the boy, then again no amount of healing could fix his ego.

Menma grinned and waved at Rias who demurely reciprocated, Kiba's eyes were wide as wide could get, he'd gone into shock at what he'd heard. The Wolf went back to the group and dropped a crooked grin, "Here's hoping he's off his hissy fit now." With a shrug the boy walked through the group, stopping to lock eyes with Rias who looked up at him, leaning down and gently laying a kiss on her cheek he left with a wink back into the clubhouse.

Once he was inside Menma almost shivered, 'I don't do relationships...This. This will be my greatest quest yet.' Looking down he saw the passed out Issei and kicked the boy in the ribs before returning to his seat.

End.

It's so easy to write when it's essentially hate-porn.

Raxychaz!