Issei was dressed in slim dark colored jeans, sneakers and a black hoodie – his trademark for the devil activities.

He opened his eyes and looked around. He was in the Occult Research clubroom. He could smell the Phenex clan heir.

He was sitting next to Rias and touching her hair and her thigh. He held an arrogant smile.

Quite the player.

Issei stood next to Koneko.

Rias got up from the couch. – ''Enough of this, Raiser. I already told you, I will not marry you.''

Issei smiled when he understood whats going on – family ordered wedding.

''But what, do you mean to shame our families?''- He got up and stood right in front of her. – ''A lot of Pure-blood devils died out in the last war, and we have to do anything we can, right?''

She narrowed her eyes. – ''If it means marrying you, then no. I will marry someone I love, someone that is the one.''

''Hahahahaha, so this how the devils are now? You all smell of virgins, jeez.''- He turned to his side and pointed his finger to Issei. – '''Well, except for that one. His scent is mixed with a women's. A really spicy scent, actually.''

They both grinned.

''What, didn't have enough time to take a shower, kid?'' – Raiser asked.

Issei stepped to the front. –''Sorry, sir Raiser, but I didn't have enough time, the maid over there kinda rushed me.''

He chuckled. – ''Ah, it's fine, it shows women who are the strong males, right? I actually too played with the girls of my harem before this.''

Rias raised her eyebrows – ''Issei, you aren't a virgin?''

''No. But shouldn't you return to the conversation?''

''Hey, Rias, I like this one.''- Raiser laughed.

One of her cheeks turned slightly red. –''Ah, right. Anyways, the final line is – I'm not marrying you, Raiser.''

The maid stepped in between them. – ''Now, before you all start fighting, Satan Sirzechs knew this would happen, so he gave you a real way to solve this. – A rating game, in 10 days.

''I agree, Grayfia.''- Rias proudly said.

''..Sir Phenix, can you please show your peerage?'' – Issei asked, politely.

''Ah, sure.'' – Raiser snapped his finger, as a giant teleport circle appeared on the floor. The floor there lit up in fire and when it ended, a lot of girls appeared from it.

Rias's whole peerage looked at them, in shock. Only Issei grinned.

''What, you didn't understand that this would be a massacre? I have a full set, but the only one who could stand against any of them is your Queen.''

Kiba was holding his hand by his side, from where he could easily spawn a sword. He was giving off a killing intent.

''Ohh, is the little knight boy mad?''- Raiser ridiculed him.

Issei exhaled from the thought of what he had to do next.

He had a really poor relationship with Kiba, and this is the only thing he could do now to improve it.

''...Ah, don't worry Kiba, give me 5 minutes and I would wipe the floor with these girls.''

Kiba threw back a complicated look.

''Hahahahaha, don't you think you are overestimating yourself?'' – Raiser laughed- ''Mel, do it.''

A small girl in a kimono jumped at him. She held a stick. Her speed was pretty good. It went straight for his stomach.

He leaned his body to the side as he stepped in. The stick went just near his body as he hit the girl in the throat with a straight palm.

She started to cough, uncontrollably. Issei took hold of the stick and kicked her in the side. She flew into the wall and collapsed.

Raiser slightly widened his eyes. ''Didn't think there would be someone alive who would actually hide his power in front of someone like me.''

Issei grinned. He started to spin the stick he took from the small girl.

This piece of shit.

Actually thought.

That.

He.

Was.

Scary?

''You actually think you are scary? Some random High Class devil, just because he was born into the Phenex clan, never endured hardships, never trained...I'll fucking break you, kid.'' –Issei spoke, in a cold tone. Rias was speechless, Raiser, was furious.

The girls behind Raiser looked at him, in fear. From their point of view, the man in front of them, was crazy. Completely psycho. He, some low leveled demon, actually insulted their master. For them – he was the strongest.

With a chuckle he threw the stick at Raiser. Everyone in the room widened their eyes.

A girl with a mask that covered half her face caught it and broke it.

''You insolent fool!''- He screamed at Issei.

''What?''- He grinned, showing his teeth. – ''I just returned the favor.''

Raiser narrowed his eyes and stepped to the front, while flaring his aura.

Suddenly Issei felt aura that was stronger than anything he had felt before. He turned his head and saw the owner- The silver haired maid.

''I will not stand for this foolishness.'' – She said, with narrow eyes.

''Ahaha, if the strongest Queen tells me to stop, I'll gladly stop.''- Raiser said.

He helped his pawn to get up and went to his peerage.

''Brat, I will make sure you suffer. I will burn everything to ashes.'' – He turned to Rias –''See ya after 10 days Rias, my love.''

Like that, he disappeared along with his peerage.

Issei returned home after the whole thing. Rias gave him a hard time after that, but well, it was over, now.

''Welcome back, Issei.''- His mother smiled at him. –''Home so early?''

[17 year old boy, clueless, a pervert.]

''Yeah, some of the classes were canceled.''- He smiled back at her.

''I see. Want some food?'' – She gave him rice and some chicken.

''Thanks, mom.''- He said and went upstairs. He opened the door, and he felt a strong scent of a woman. Kuroka was still naked, rolling around in the blanket while purring.

''..What the hell would I say to my mother if she had gone into my room?''

Kuroka looked at him, playfully. She pulled the blanket off her hip, uncovering her beautiful skin. –''You could say, I'm your wife, nyaaa.''- She winked at him.

''Stop teasing me, ya damn cat.''- Even though he said that, he smirked at her. He sat down at the table and started to eat.

Kuroka got into his lap. Her soft butt felt like heaven. She had loosely put on the kimono, so of course, Issei had full view on her breasts.

''I want to eat too, nyaa~''

She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. Issei put some rice on it with the chopsticks. Like that they ate, even though her tongue distracted Issei. A lot, actually.

''Ah, your sister, Shirone.''

''What of her?'' – She didn't use the nya, so she was serious.

''I'm training her, you know. She is pretty talented, although she doesn't use senjutsu.''

''I felt her scent on you, yeah, but I didn't expect you to be training her, nyaa.'' – She nibbled on his ear, Issei squirmed.

''..She won't get as strong as she could if she doesn't use it.'' – Issei ran his hand down her thigh.

''I think she is..aahh... afraid. I told you the story, remember?''- She said, as she ran her hand down Issei's back.

''I do. So, she thinks she is going to go wild if she uses senjutsu?''

''Nyaa, I think so.''

''I see.''

Kuroka pulled Issei up from the chair. She pulled the kimono open.

''I think I should give you a reward for looking after my sister-nyaa.''

She touched Issei's face. She kissed him.

''I have... training.. tomorrow early.. morning.'' – He said, while they locked tongues.

They got close to the bed. She pushed Issei in it. He sat down. As they separated, a string of saliva ran down her cheek. She took of her kimono. Issei grinned.

''If there is training for you tommorow, nyaa, then we can go till early morning, Issei-nyaa.'' – She got onto him, while pushing him down on the bed.

It was morning. Issei was sore from the training he had done with Kuroka. He was standing in the shower with Kuroka. He was washing her body. She was purring.

Washing her was really hard for Issei. She always squirmed and tried to seduce Issei. Most of the times it worked back then, and now, it wasn't really too different.

''I really don't have time for this, Kuro-''- He was shut up by Kurokas lips. He, of course answered the kiss.

Like that they spent a lot more time than they should have and then Issei got out, dried off and took his previously prepared bag and got out of there as fast as he possibly could, because the catgirl that had decided to crash at his house was too damn seducing.

He jumped out of the window while wearing the army cargopants, boots and a gray t-shirt, with the bag on strapped over his side.

He heard whispering when he stepped into the school property. There were students everywhere. It was a lot later than he thought.

He guessed he spent a lot more time with Kuroka than he presumed. When he stepped into the club-room, Rias greeted him.

''Ah, Issei, you're here.''

''..You're late.'' – Koneko said.

''Sorry, sorry, I got held up at home.''

''It's alright, Issei. Is that the only thing you are going to bring to the training?'' – Akeno asked him.

He looked at the girls. They had packed a lot of bags. The number had to be in tens.

''..Yes.''

''Alright then, lets go.''

And with the snap of her fingers, they teleported to a giant mansion.

When Issei was told it would be training outside of the city, he thought different. He thought back of the zero army after Margit. He closed his eyes and pushed the thoughts out of his head.

Issei looked around.

''So, can I go train?''-He asked.

''..Already? I thought we should eat together.''- Rias answered, sounding slightly disappointed.

''Sorry, I'll pass on that. See ya in a few days.''- Like that, he went outside.

''Akeno, did he just say ''few days''?''- Rias asked her queen.

''He did.''

The peerage stood there, bewildered.

The mansion was large and amazing, but the thing that fascinated Issei was the location of it. Miles from civilization, in the middle of a grass field that was surrounded with woods.

Issei hiked into the woods, up to the mountains, to recon the area. He could have flied up, but he didn't. Using powers in these kind of situations are pretty stupid.

He liked hiking. It reminded him of the past with Margit. About the week long missions where they had to stay out in the woods, desert or in the snow.

Those were Issei's best memories. Margit always opened up by the hand-made fire. Even though she could use fire magic, she didn't. All of the good memories of hunting, all those cold nights that they had snuggled together to keep warm, and all those sleepless nights where they just talked for hours.

The duo missions were sparse, really, but they did happen. They were ranked as SS and the payout was really great.

Without him noticing, a smile rose to his face as he hiked higher on the mountain. At the top, he noticed a giant tree with many giant branches. He dropped his bag near it.

He caught on one of them and did a muscle-up to get on it.

He flew a few meters in air.

He caught on a branch a lot higher than he expected.

A giant grin rose to his face as he chuckled to himself- ''Man, now this easier than before.''

He reminisced on past, back when it was actually psychically tasking on him to climb a tree.

He quickly climbed to the top, to look around. He closed his eyes and smiled. Only forests and mountains for miles. He noticed a flowing river about a mile or so from there.

He jumped down, picked up his bag and set out in a run for the spot.

The ground felt good as he ran on it. Jumping trough the woods made him feel truly alive.

Once Issei found the right spot, just near a river, he collected wood, branches and used the paracord he took with him to build a makeshift shelter. It was a simple one – a bed, slightly raised up from the ground, made of sticks tied together and covered with leaves.

The shelter it self was a simple overhead lean-to covered with pine needle branches. He made a fire using an old , wore out lighter with the Iron cross on it. He opened the bag he had with him. Only another pair of clothes and other than that – a kettle, a bottle, and books. Yes, books.

He looked at the fire he had made. Even though it was just passing the middle of the day, a fire is important, always. After that is water, after that is shelter and after that is food. He could stay alive and function without food for about 5 days.

How did he know that? He had went trough that. Not all missions were a walk in a park. When you are stuck in -35 below Celsius, in the Siberian mountains, eating was the least of the worries.

He sat down by the burning fire and started reading a book he had taken with him.

He heard bird chirping and the water flowing.

It truly made him feel at peace.

Some would say that chasing after pieces of his teacher to make himself feel at peace was wrong and that he should let go, but he won't.

Never.

For her-

Everything

6 months after torture.

It was late night. The grasshoppers were singing in full power. Issei was walking with Gilgamesh. – A boy, about 2 or 3 years older than him. Issei met him because they were on a few missions before. He had long, straight gold blond hair and he was arrogant. If you would talk about his facial features then a delinquent would fit the best.

And that was something that Issei was surprised by. He didn't dislike arrogant people anymore. If they could stand up to their words, he didn't mind them being arrogant.

They spent the whole evening sparing with swords and throwing cheesy jokes and insults around.

''Ya know, Issei, we are naturals.''

''What do you mean?''

''About this whole thing. I see your eyes when you kill and I see your willingness to learn.'' – He bumped Issei's shoulder. –''We will be kings in future. See ya.''

He turned around and just threw his arm in the air.

What an easy going swordsman.

Issei knocked on Margit's quarters. He saw her red eyes glint through the window.

She opened the door.

Issei stepped in and noticed her wearing a shirt about 2 sizes too big for her.

Wearing nothing but the shirt that was like a skirt for her. Her red hair was in a ponytail, that was messy and wild at the end.

''...cute...'' – He just stood there, blushing.

''Tell me what you need, or I'll chop your fingers off.''- She growled at him. One of her cheeks turned slightly red.

Issei actually liked her when she was this way.

He flinched. ''Here, this sword. I came to give it back to you.'' – He handed her the sword he borrowed from her armory. – ''Thank you.''

She took it and went to the stand on her wall. – ''Meh, don't mention it. What kind of a teacher would I be, if I didn't help you out?'' – She winked at him. –''But anyways, who did you spar with?''

''Gilgamesh. The arrogant blond guy.''

''I see. He is pretty damn talented with a sword. Plus, he uses that damn nickname.'' – She smirked.

''Gilgamesh? What about it?''

She stopped dead in her tracks.

''You don't know who Gilgamesh is?'' – She asked, as if it was something everyone should know.

''No, I don't.''- He chuckled while he was blushing from embarrassment.

''Holy hell, Issei, read a fucking book.''

She went over to the giant bookshelf she had in her quarters. She looked for a bit, and then turned to him. She threw the book at him.

Issei awkwardly caught it and looked at the cover. ''Epic of Gilgamesh''.

''Now get out, I need some sleep. Debrief tomorrow at 0600.''

''Yes, m'aam.'' – He turned to go out but was stopped by her words.

''Issei.''

''Yes?''

''Don't overwork yourself too much. You are getting stronger every day. Don't worry.''

''Yeah, thank you for worrying about me.''

He stepped outside, with a smile on his face.

Everything was fine in his little corner of the world.

For now.

Issei woke up in the morning. Judging from the sun, it was about about 5 am.

He got up and stretched. He drank almost all of the water in the bottle he had taken with him. He took of his shirt. He didn't want to sweat in it. Plus, he was miles from civilization. He decided on a run. Not a jog, a run.

The branches snapped and the rocks flied everywhere as he leaped trough the forest. He had decided on training in solitude. Not that he really needed the training to defeat Raiser and his harem.

And to that, there was the two main reasons. First, the peerage was basically his plaything, a harem, some random girls he picked up, who held some basic skills, but beyond that? Nothing.

Not that Issei minded. It actually helped him. Girls without training were always weaker than men. Second reason? – He had a backup card on him. Ddraig. The Welsh Dragon. If shit hit the fan, he could always Balance Break, and if even after that didn't work – he could go out with a bang – Juggernaut Drive.

[Don't even think about Juggernaut Drive.]

''Don't be such an hard-ass, Ddraig.'' – Issei rebutted, as he leaped over a river using the few rocks that were above water.

[I helped you with a lot of things, but your death will not be one of them, partner. We went trough so much, just for you to die at the hands of old hate, of centuries of madness?]

''..You sure are a nice dragon, Ddraig.''

[Hmph.]

He arrived about 3 miles further down the line, even deeper in the woods.

''This will be fine. A bit of help, Ddraig?''

[BOOSTED GEAR]

The voice echoed as the Boosted Gear appeared on his hand.

In the textbooks, The Boosted Gear could double anything.

Issei closed his eyes, and imagined his magic power as an unfiltered water. He placed filters on top of each other. He forced it to flow. It was slow, but it was pure magic. A clear, powerful magic.

''Done, Ddraig, do it.'' – He spoke, while holding concentration.

[BOOST]

He felt the stream get stronger. 10 seconds passed,

[BOOST]

The stream of magic was even stronger, it flowed like water from a sink. 10 seconds passed.

[BOOOST]

The filters cracked as the magic power started to pour as a river trough his veins. His body convulsed as he scream in pain. A red aura with purple sparks covered his body.

He staggered a few steps to the front. His demonic power had become about 16 times more strong that it was normally. He closed his eyes.

Demonic power used imagination.

He imagined a spear.

A strong spear.

A spear so strong, that it could kill a god.

He opened his eyes.

The aura that had covered him was now in his hand, in a shape of a spear. The spear was red. It wasn't fully materialized and it gave off aura like an unstable electric fuse. It was semi-transparent. He started to spin it around.

One would think, that such a giant gauntlet on his hand would hinder him to do such movements, but it didn't. It actually felt easier.

He brought it above his head.

''EXTEND''- He shouted, as the spear extended for a second.

The trees in a radius of a few hundred meters were cut cleanly in half.

Suddenly the spear discharged in his hand. He fell to his knees and started to cough out blood. It was painful, but it ended quickly.

[This is a lot better then previously. The forest calmed you down?]

''..Yeah, something like that, partner.''

Yo. It is me, Blueprints.

Some taking easy, not much action, but I'm trying to develop Issei as a character. For you, readers, to understand, what he gone trough, and how he changed from the king of perverts to a level headed, cold, backstabbing double agent.

Although, I'm a pervert, so I'll keep writing these scenes with Kuroka.

If anyone can give me some reviews on Issei's characterization, please do.

See ya next time, expect blood.