Izana Uzumaki: So...That was a thing I experienced. Your review started of well enough and slowly turned into...Your review. It's not really like drugging someone, due to the fact that date-rape isn't exactly something I envision when I write, just don't overthink this shit as you clearly have. I don't believe I've seen any angst, because to me he's just a guy having fun at other peoples expense, I can gather you've never done this. There is no 'line' you have your own opinion of too far and I have mine. Menma didn't beat him in a fight, I have no idea how you even came to this, he dodged a man who wasn't seriously trying to kill him for a few minutes. Kiba was the only one with a dog in that race, Sirzechs was just acting as I assume a Sis-con would when their sister tells them she's been railed. I think you need to calm your shit sir/ma'am, because it's just a story that's shooting the shit. What part of 'Don't take it seriously' in the first chapter didn't you catch?

kevASH619: Cheers for the liking of my stuff. And yeah I can agree with that, it's probably one of the reasons I made this, initially it was to piss of Waifu's but I realized I don't have the power to force them to read this and bleed emotionally. You guys are pretty great though.

guisniperman: It's not to make 100% sense brochompskie, it's just a bit of fun :).

AeroSpeedNinja: I don't.

Now I'd like to just throw this to you little darlings. A limit is only imposed if one knows of one, or creates one. Menma doesn't know of any kind of limit on his Magic besides his own physical exhaustion, since I didn't care to think more than 2 minutes on the initial idea. There you have it. The story is just supposed to be a bit of fun to read, not a fucking epic.

Am I irritated, no. That's just my speech pattern. Learn to love it.

Start.

Menma may have jumped the gun on that little rumble in the sack, as it appears Rias had gone to the Underworld, Devil Central, and told mother dear and daddy. Which in turn annulled some contract she had with some other dude he really wished he'd known about beforehand, now it seemed that guy was on his way to kill him, which was fine with him he liked destroying things.

Idly he stared at the ceiling whilst in his chair, it was the weekend and he'd never been so grateful for the two days of peace in his life. "We earned this Miyo...C'mon to the TV." He rolled his chair down the hallway and into the living room, leaving it in the corner as he lay across the couch. The cat quickly joining him, "What to watch..." He murmured before a knocking came at his door. "I'll kill them if that isn't my pizza, Miyo. I swear I'll do it, I might just fuckin' kill the cunts for not waiting a few minutes for me to have sat down."

"Meow~." Yawned the little creature, rolling onto her back and stretching out as soon as he made to get up.

"Don't doubt me, Miyo. I'll do it." He argued, wagging his finger only getting another meow in response, Menma rolled his eyes and stood up, opening the door it was not his lunch Pizza. It was in fact Rias, Akeno and Koneko.

Rias wore a cleavage displaying red shirt with a black skirt, she had black skin-tight leggings on under said skirt, making it pointless and a pair of slightly heeled red sandal looking things.

Akeno wore a slightly more conservative, probably not the right word considering who he was talking about, outfit. This however did not stop him from wanting to tear off her clothes and fuck her raw against the wall. A navy blue dress over denim jeans and awesomely, black converse, though they weren't high-tops so she wasn't as cool as he was.

Finally Koneko, she wore a white shirt with dark blue vest over it, and a sky blue skirt, on her deliciously pale legs she had striped knee socks, dark blue and white, and finally a pair of dark blue shin-high boots. Menma had no idea she'd gone and looked at his various boxes but she was ticking a few right now, pale? Check. Knee socks? Check. Striped? Check. Shorter than him? Double Check.

The desire filled growl that threatened to leave his throat at the sight of these three was intense, but represed. 'Down Menma, you can't just think with your dick like that. These are peopleyou want to fuck, not just things.' He almost nodded at his brains wonderfully useless advice.

"We're going to the movies, come along!" Chimed Rias, Menma rose a brow, he couldn't help but notice bootlicker wasn't there, he was so totes sad right now you gaiz. (Heavy Sarcasm)

"What movie?" Asked Menma, leaning against the doorway, Koneko slid around him, taking a pat on the head for her troubles and began exploring his apartment.

"We haven't decided yet..." Admitted Rias, "But we were just going to decide when we got there."

"Kitty..." Came Koneko's voice, Menma rose a brow and turned to see her holding Miyo in her arms, smiling that little smile. "Is this Miyo?" She asked, patting the cat on the head, who seemed to be reveling in her touch.

"Yep, that's Miyo. Not really a fan of people, someone has a little special talent with cats, little miss." He said with a chuckle, Koneko just shrugged and continued to pat the purring fur ball.

"I s'pose I'll tag along. I'm not really doing anything anyway, Raid resets are Wednesday and we've already cleared Highmaul...Again." Now he continued muttering to himself about something involving some 'Ogres' and 'Pasty ass Orcs'.

Rias was really curious.

Akeno was a little interested when he mentioned something about body piercings.

"You can come in, stop standing at the door like lemmings." Came his voice down the hallway as the shower started up. Miyo meowed at Koneko who's face went a little pink.

"Having a naughty conversation with the house cat, Koneko-chan?" Asked Akeno as she and Rias closed the door and made their way into the lounge room. The white haired girl following with grey cat at her heels.

"She asked if I'm going to be another one of Menma-senpai's conquests." Akenko laughed into her hand whilst Rias giggled, before looking at the cat curiously.

"Why you specifically?" Asked the redhead, not really defensive on the matter since she already had him.

"He like's catgirls. Apparently." Said Koneko, looking at the cat with a critical eye.

"That is one insightful cat...What else does she know?" Asked Akeno, deviously.

A few minutes later

Menma stood before his wardrobe deciding, he'd called up to cancel his order for delicious pizza and was currently in the puzzle of what to garb his lovely self in. "Hmm..." The amount of black clothes he owned was startling...

He settled on a black t-shirt and denim jeans, because he was a man of simple taste, and enjoyed comfort. Collecting said clothing he grab some underwear and tossed the towel around his waist off, towards the door, a small muffled 'Oh' drew his attention, Akeno was at his door.

"Can I help you or did you just wanna see my dick?" Asked Menma, sliding on his trunks so she could stop covering her eyes, her fingers were parted though. Insert eye roll here.

"I was just seeing if you were almost ready...I had no idea I'd get such a delicious view." Asked the pink faced girl. Menma chuckled at her face and quickly finished getting dressed, put on his belt and finally a pair of black and white converse high-tops because he felt like it, and he wanted to have that moment with Akeno where they had matching shoes, though from the look on her face, she would not give him this.

"So Akeno darling dearest, apply of my eye. How exactly does this little situation I've got myself into work?" Asked the Uzumaki making her raise a brow in confusion, "Well I don't know how the politics of it all works, since I and Rias hooked up and this Riser guy is pissed, what happens to the marriage contract, thingamabob." He asked with a shrug, grabbing his necklace and a pair of silver rings, one on each middle finger, they were little skulls.

"Gremory-sama will more than likely demand you take Riser's place as you took Rias' maidenhood." Replied the black haired girl, making Menma stand stock still for a second, he turned to look at her with shock written on his face. "You didn't have any inclination..?" She asked curiously.

"No." He replied shortly, with a frown crossing his face. "Who knew having a little skinship would land me in this kind of hot water...Fuck." Cursed the black haired male, rubbing his forehead. His eyes shooting over to his phone momentarily.

"I'm sure you could talk them into putting it off until both of you have come to a decision." Assured Akeno, patting his shoulders as he looked at the ceiling.

"Married...Not my kinda thing, god I hope she isn't so into the idea..." He admitted, Akeno raised a brow.

"Not interested in Buchou now, hmm? Someone certainly changed their mind quickly." She teased lightly.

"That's not it. I just don't like the idea of one person for eternity. I'm only 17, getting hitched at this age? Fucking hell no, ask again in a decade maybe." Said Menma, making Akeno's eyes widen slightly.

"Oh-ho!" She exclaimed softly, slowly tracing circles in his back as he did his hair. "Not a one-woman kind of man I see...Polygamy is always an option if you become a High-ranking Devil."

"I don't think you seem to get it, Akeno. I don't really date, or do relationships in general. It's just not my cup of tea, I don't do the emotional shit very well and I just don't really care about other peoples problems that much unless said person needs to vent at someone who won't give them any kind of fucking pity." Listed off the dark eyed dude. "I just...Don't have the energy to care." He finished with a sigh and a shrug.

"You are a very interesting person, Menma-san." Said Akeno, looking at him intently.

"Not really. I just say what I mean." Said the male with a shrug. "Alright, I'm sufficiently fabulous. Let's go." He'd slipped in a pair of blue 2mm blue earrings, the only reason he wore them was because he had a massive hard-on for the legend of Zelda franchise and liked the rings the Protagonist of Time wore.

In life, he was a dick to people, he'd admit that. But in fiction, he just didn't have the heart. Never played Renegade in Mass Effect because he was too attached to the characters to upset them. Sad really. Maybe that was why he was so nice to his Guildmates?

Meh. Don't care right now.

"I didn't pick you for the type to wear so much jewelry." Admitted the black haired girl, looking him up and down.

"I wear whatever I'm in the mood for." Replied the Shaman with a shrug, flicking out his hair once more before leaving the room, Akeno following shortly after, tossing the towel she'd been holding that whole time into the bathroom on the dirty clothes basket.

"Alright, ladies. Let's roll." Said Menma as he entered the lounge room, Miyo sitting happily on Koneko's lap, said girl was unable to look him in the eye whilst Rias looked thoroughly amused.

"'Kay...What happened while I was gone?" Asked the Sorcerer.

"Koneko is a creature known as a Nekoshou. She's essentially a cat-girl." Said Rias with a smirk on her face, Koneko's face flamed a little brighter.

"So?" Asked the Uzumaki, hands in pockets ignoring his inner desires screaming at him to pluck the white haired girl from where she sat and not leave the room for several hours.

"She can talk to cats. Miyo-chan has been telling us quite a lot about you."

"If this is about my various fetishes you're going to have to bark up another tree, I'm not going to blush like bootlicker or get a bloody nose like Useless." Said the Uzumaki flippantly, sharply whistling, Miyo left Koneko's lap and came to his side, "Someone's been a bad girl, Miyo. Tsk tsk tsk. Won't even talk to me but you'll talk to Koneko. Hurt my feelings why don't ya." Shaking his head he grabbed the keys to his apartment and gestured everyone out, "We'll be back in a bit, sweetheart."

"Meow."

"Come home safe dear." Translated Koneko, Menma turned to the girl and smirked.

"Can I just keep you? I'm sure I could tempt you somehow."

"No."

"Oh my aching heart." Said the male sarcastically.

2 Hours later.

"Good movie." Said the dude, stretching out and shaking his legs slightly, the small weight on his back barely registering. Koneko had apparently not liked the movie.

"I've never seen so much gore in my life..." Said Rias, pale faced.

"So much blood..." Muttered Akeno.

"You guys are such pansies. That was tame as fuck." Replied the Uzumaki with a shrug, the shivering of the girl on his back made him sigh, damn his love of cute things. He readjusted her so she was on his front, "Puck up sunshine, it's all done now." He 'comforted'. "I hate to say I told you so though...Wait no I don't I revel in it." He turned to the two older girls and smirked deviously, chuckling at their pale faces.

All of sudden Akeno's face went dark as a rolling storm, Menma rose a brow at her before Koneko's seemed to go stiff as well, quickly detangling herself from him, Menma looked between the three women accommodating him and queried, "What?"

"Strays..." Said Rias lowly, "Quickly, we have to get someone less populated." The girls quickly dashed off, Menma looked around not smelling anything particularly devilish. Looking around his sight quickly bled into some bastardized mix between x-ray and heat vision, "Hunter Vision..." Whispered the male, softly.

All the crowd around him, exiting the theatre was orange, as the average joe human typically was, but there were two beings, with bright blue burning right in their veins, he made his way towards them and that seemed to set them off, they were off like bats out of hell immediately ducking into an alley and making their way out ASAP.

Menma did not give up the hunt, however. He was more than ready to whet his appetite for bloodshed. 'That's right...Run you little cunts. I'll catch you and I'll rip you apart, because I damn well want to.' Fleet of foot he hopped a wire fence onto a nearby roof and began the chase in proper. They took off into flight, the pair of them having black wings burst from their sides and take them into the air, Menma merely laughed.

"Fly, fuckers. FLY!" Tapping into the element of air, "Al'Akir, I summon your power!" His arms lit up with lightning and he made a downward pulling motion and struck the pair of them with lightning, as cover up he summoned up a 'Thunderstorm' spell. Whilst usually this would summon a strike of lightning, with the right sprinkling of happiness and children's souls, he made the word be the spell instead of the graphic from the game.

And no, he didn't actually need to bother with the Spell-Speech, he just felt it added a certain flavour. A zest of sexy wordsmith-ery.

The lightning struck them both and he immediately took off into the air towards their crash zone, the thunderstorm rolling in clearing the streets quickly, the pair crashed a few streets away, he landed with an almighty thump but did not even crack the ground, it's a little something called self-control children.

"Alright you little sacks of shit, I've had to play nice all friggen day and I'm ready to skull-fuck someone." Cracking his knuckles he saw the pair slowly rise, supporting one another as they did so.

"P-please! Leave us alone!" Said a boy, he seemed, in appearance anyway, about a year or so younger than Menma, he had bright blond hair and silvery green eyes. He wore a red vest over a white long-sleeved shirt, baggy denim jeans and white sneakers.

The other was a girl, they appeared to be twins, she had short pigtails the same shade as the boys hair colour, her eyes were a silvery purple colour instead of green though. She wore a dark blue dress/shirt thing and white pants, though as they were quickly becoming see-through in the downpour he could see her blue and white striped panties, she also had dark grey ballet flats on.

"Why would I do that?" Asked Menma, leaning one his right leg slightly and grinning down at them.

"Because we've done nothing wrong! Akashi-sama disowned us!" Shouted out the girl, still oblivious to her visible nether, "It isn't out fault that we lost the Rating Game!" Visible little tears gathered in her eyes, the boy trying his best to comfort her, but they were both charged with electricity so ended up shocking one another.

Menma's face went blank, "So?" His answer shocked them both, "I don't understand, you're weak. Obviously you weren't strong enough to get terms in your favour to even be fucking useful, you little sacks of flesh should be greatful. Now, please. Struggle, it's no fun if you don't." Menma grinned as his wolves appeared, shoving an open palm forward he summoned an Earthbind Totem, the Totem was like a Tauren's, a winged slim pole with a vaguely bovine face carved into the front, and horns on the top.

Roots sprung up from the ground and dug into their legs, the pair did their best to get out of the roots. The boy tried conjuring flames to burn them, but the flames died out in the torrential rain. Menma's mop of black thorns that he called hair was damp and stuck to him, but it was oh so worth it.

"Frost Shock!' Shouted the man, striking the boy in the chest with the force of car, tearing him out of the roots but also bloodying up his legs as it happened.

"Tepei-nii!" Shouted the girl, distressed, struggling even more to get out of the roots, the Totem pulsing every few seconds, it apparently did not occur to her that if she struck the Totem the roots would dispel.

"Go." Ordered the Shaman to the wolves who leapt on the boy and mauled the fuck out of him, blood and screams were equal in volume.

"No!" Wailed the girl, breaking down in tears as Menma stalked towards her, his arm bathed in purple energy, "NO! LIMIT BREAK!" Shouted the girl, breaking from the roots, swathed in blue light and ran directly at the wolves, shattering them the second she came into contact with them, the creatures leaving a whispy howl on the wind, Menma rose a brow but kept his stride.

"Soul Drain..." Intoned the man, the purple energy shot from his arm and sunk into Tepei's rapidly expiring body, sucking the power right out of the boys veins, the purple energy leached all the power that the boy had before flowing back to Menma in a stream and forming a Soul Crystal, shards were for pussies.

"You...You killed him! Why! WHY! WHY!" Screamed the girl, her sclera flooding with red as did her skin, horns shot from her forehead, as did a pair of proper demonic wings, looking very akin to a bats wings, she dove at him and Menma merely shook his head, biting into the crystal making the berserk teenie-bopper's eyes widen in horror, swallowing one half and than the second as she came upon him, he caught her by the throat and watched with sick satisfaction as she kicked and swung at him.

"I must say...I've never really killed before but it does give a certain...Rush." Menma grinned darkly as the same purple energy sprung up on the arm holding the girl, "No die. I'll take what you have thank you." Said Menma, his lips curling into a disturbing smile as he buried his free hand into her stomach, the shower of gore the rocketed out of her back sprayed across the corpse of her brother, "Till death do you part."

The Soul Drain leeched all of her power, reverting the girl from her demonic form to that of a simple child once more, he tossed the empty sack of meat onto the first useless fleshbag and held out his hand for the water goodness that is rain to clean it off.

"I just took two lives...And I felt nothing. What does that say about me? I wonder." He though with a small hum of confusion, "I don't feel any different. If anything the power kick I'm on now seems to be lifting my spirits more than usual...Oh well. I'm bored of this day, I'm going home." He could contact the women, but he didn't want to bother. He had more important shit to do instead of playing nice all day.

It would be worth it though, when the girls got the impression he wanted and Kiba finally snapped, the blond would look like a complete psycho and he could use that to his advantage, slowly fracturing the Peerage and ruining the red haired cumsleeve that was his 'King'. Well, technically the condoms were his cumsleeve, but you get the point.

She was the hole he was using at the moment. Sure he could ride the train into her family's power place and use that as a base to rip apart the system just for the lol's.

Actually that sounded pretty good. Let's do that, so drive Kiba crazy, but don't break the place-holder harem head's power structure.

It didn't take him long to reach home, Menma shucked off his wet socks and shoes before trudging through the house with various wet sounds. "Miyo...?" He called out, getting a tired meow in response, more than likely she was napping on his bed, she did that whenever it rained.

As he threw off his shirt into the dirty clothes basket his phone rang, he knew he'd forgetten something today, quickly slipping into his room to grab it he flipped it open, yeah flip phone what? Got a fucking problem!? Style points bitches.

"Yello?" He asked grabbing a towel and throwing it over his head to soak up the water until he was done with the call.

"Uzumaki-ku...-san." Came a familiar.

"Oh well if it isn't my favourite School Council head, how'ya doin' Souna. It's been too long, don't you know how lonely my apartment gets without you hear, darling?" Asked the black eyed male with a visible smile on his face, the pair had been on-again off-again dating for a while now, probably 4 months or so? She was apparently from some wealthy family and he had no intention of fucking up her life if her parents were super set on what kind of guy they wanted their daughter to marry.

She was his Achilles heel, you could say. The only person he couldn't tear down.

Pathetic really, it made him feel all weak and gooey. What he said to Akeno was true, more or less. But Souna didn't seem to really care, and still wanted to be with him in for some reason. She just...Accepted the way he was and didn't try to change him, only accepted him, knowing that he had an odd way of showing he...Ugh, cared.

Dirty dirty dirty word!

"I'm not in the right company to speak of that right now." Said Sona, though you could hear the faint smirk in her voice.

"Then come over. It's raining, I'll make ya somethin' nice and we can be a pair of fags and cuddle on the couch or whatever it is you like doing with me, for C'thun only knows why." He said his jeans making sloshing noises as he walked into the kitchen, beginning to look through his cupboards.

"I'd like that. Would you like me to pick anything up?" She asked, though her voice was quite hushed.

"Lemme check..." He scanned the fridge and concluded one thing, "If you get me a case of Pepsi-Max I'll pay you back, lovey wovey dovey. Are you sick with cavities yet or should I keep goin'?" Asked the teen, grinning.

Souna's muffled giggle told him he'd hit the money, loath as he was to admit it, he fucking loved her laugh. And if you tell anyone, he'll choke them to death with a wire coat hanger and then kill you. Then fuck your corpse to make sure the point got across.

"I'll be over soon, say half an hour?"

"I await your arrival, my dear. In the mean time. Food needs to be cooked, and I shall do so. Naked if that's what tickles ya right." Whilst they'd never had sex, yes had sex not fucked or screwed, sucked, shucked or tucked. She was very clear on the boundaries she'd set, and weirdly he accepted them. She was like the drug he could only look at. And it fuckin' sucked.

He'd wait though. One day. In the meantime she was fine with everything but full on intimate shit, like fucking for example, or oral. Sad, he was aware. But once again, he was weirdly ok with it.

"Don't you distract me with a good time." And then she hung up.

"..!" He stared at the phone in his hands for a moment, before shouting out, "MIYO! SHE MADE A JOKE! MARK THIS DAY UPON THE CALENDER!"

End

SURPRISE MOTHAFUCKA! DIDN'T SEE THAT SHIT COMING DIDYA!

Shit's about to get complicated as fuck, eh?

Buckle up, sweetums. We goin on a ride.

Raxychaz!