About 2 and half years in with Zero Army, some time after death of Margit.
A single light flickered on the top of the cracked roof, but no one heard the sound of it over the loud shouts of the crowd. The whole place stank of sweat and blood. It was late at night, early morning perhaps. Two people were standing in a circle made of roaring mercenaries. The roars were of encouragement.
Suddenly, a cute girl with straw-yellow hair pushed trough the crowd and extended her hand into the air. Like a singer, she moved the megaphone in her other hand to her mouth.
''Are you ready for the main event of toniight?~'' – Maria spoke in her cute voice. The crowd roared in approvement. She raised her chin and smiled. Her hand moved downwards as she pointed to the left.
''On the left corner we have Arno. Six foot one, 210 pounds. Ex-special forces, currently in Marksmen Battalion. Been trough countless battlefields.''
The crowd got even louder as they started to shout his name. The black haired man raised his hands in the air with a smirk. He was sure it would be a child's play to defeat his opponent.
''Aaaand on the other side..'' – Maria flipped her hand to the right side. –''Is Ddraig. Five foot eight, 140 pounds. A mercenary since child, he works under me, in the Suicide Squad. His teacher was the late Margit...and trough his wild fighting he has earned the name Bloodhound Second...''
A psychotic grin flickered across Maria's face, but it went noticed only by Issei under his long white, messy hair that had grown so long that it covered his eyes. His head was slouched downwards, as he simply didn't move a muscle.
Issei was wearing a simple gray, long sleeved hemley and black pants, as his badly worn dog-tags were freely hanging from his neck.
''Now men, as you know.'' – Maria smirked. –''There are no rules. There are no time limits, there is no surrendering.''
Arno took of his shirt, showing off his inhuman muscle. The crowd roared with his name again.
Maria span around gracefully, looking at Issei as she did that and walked to the side of the circle.
''FIGHT!'' – She simply shouted, as she lowered her megaphone.
Arno walked forward, and so did Issei. He held a poker face, while Arno was grinning. He extended his fist towards Issei, as a way of acknowledging each other.
Issei stopped for a second, no one knew what was his reaction, since his eyes were covered by his hair.
..But he extended his own fist, fistbumping Arno. In that second, the crowd roared, as Arno pushed forwards, while he grasped Issei's wrist, pulling Issei towards himself.
His bowling ball sized bicep strained, as his fist, like a cannon ball, hit Issei right in the center of his face.
He was literally sent flying. After about 3 or 4 meters, Issei landed as he was held back upright by crowd. There were some pats on his back and shoulders, as the other majority of the crowd hit their feet against the wore down ground.
It was simple – they bet a lot of money on fighters.
Blood flowed down out of Issei's nose, as he spat out some blood out of his mouth. He stepped forward, smirking, showing off his blood red teeth. He touched his hair, and with a swipe, he jumped forward, the same time throwing the hair off his eyes, revealing two sharp, narrow eyes, filled with anger.
Arno hesitated.
A quick 3 punches to his side, as he stumbled backwards, throwing a punch towards Issei's head.
Issei tilted his head forwards, Arno's fist barely brushing against Issei's hair. Issei jumped up, coiling his shoulder back as he released an uppercut to Arno's nose
He grasped his nose in pain, leaning downwards, letting Issei knee him in the jaw. As his eyes blurred, Issei connected more punches to his face.
''AAAAARRRRRRGH!''- Arno roared, as he constricted his masive shoulders and let out an uppercut into the air, trying to smash it into Issei's jaw.
He let out a small chuckle, as he span around, letting Arno's uppercut flow just behind him. Issei raised his leg and as he extended it, a powerful roundhouse kick smashed into Arno's neck.
He stumbled and fell to his side, but caught himself midway and simply crashed to one knee, both of fists crashing against the concrete. Trough his right eye, the other one was swollen shut, he saw Issei back away.
''Hey! You little-!'' -He screamed at him, as some blood flowed into his eye. He blinked a few times and the vision to his single eye returned.
..He only understood it then. His opponent didn't fall back to ridicule him or wait for him to get back up.
He did that to get a running start.
The front sole of Issei's steel-plated boot was the last thing he saw before he was flung backwards with a crunching noise.
The kick Issei used wasn't anything special or a form of martial arts – it was simple, childish soccer kick. The giant landed on his back, his arms flailed to both sides. A stream of blood flowed downwards, making a puddle under his black hair. His manly face was distorted and colored with black, blue and red. His loud breathing was even more enforced by the broken nose.
Issei stepped forwards, speaking to Arno for the first time. –''Get up.''
Arno didn't move. He was out of it. The crowd knew it. Arno himself knew it. Issei...didn't.
He stopped just by his face. He was about to raise his foot, as he felt ice cold, slender fingers entangle with his. Only one person on the entire globe had skin so cold. Issei glared to his side. Maria raised her, and at the same time, his arm in the air.
''Tonights winner- Ddraig!'' – Maria exclaimed in a happy tone. Her voice had the range of a singer. –''Now, get Arno-chan to the medical ward, he was bruised up pretty bad.''
But instead of letting go of Issei's hand, she grasped tighter and pulled him with her, as she pushed trough the roaring crowd. Issei sighed, as he had returned to the usual pokerface.
The wild sounds of the crowd died down as they stepped outside. The brisk wind hit Issei's face. Maria let go of his arm and span around, hiding her arms behind her back. She smirked, as she leaned closer.
Her lips brushed Issei's cheek as she licked it.
Issei pushed her off with a stoic expression.
She stuck out her tongue and Issei noticed the blood on her lips. He raised his arm and brushed over his face. There was fresh blood on it. Whetherit was his or Arno's – he didn't know. And frankly, he didn't care either.
''..Get to the point.'' – He spoke with an unenthuastic tone.
Something flickered in her expression, as she narrowed her alluring, green eyes. She licked her upper lip. She began to speak, quietly.
''I found another one of..'' – She raised her eyebrows. –''..them.''
Issei's eyes narrowed.
''He called himself ''The Wave''.'' – Maria smirked. –''Rings any bells?''
Water. A feel of drag. White light. Anger. Despair. The chekered floor. Pain. He was drowning. He couldn't move, as the grasp of death wrapped around him even tighter..and he was pullled out of the water. A blur of a wide face in front of him, as he struggled to cough and breath...as he was about to breath in, he heard laughter as he was pushed back into the water.
He began to struggle and scream under the water..but it was no use.
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No one did.
A rabid expression appeared on Issei's face, as he brushed trough his hair.
''It does.'' – Issei answered with a whisper. –''I want to drown him.''
Maria, approvingly, nodded. –''Come by my apartments when you feel up to the task.''
Issei simply nodded and turned to walk away. Maria spoke to his back. –''..Your blood lust...I saw how much you wanted to kill Arno..'' – She let out a small sigh, as her voice pitch became high. –''You intoxicate me.''
Issei continued to walk without acknowledging her.
Issei blinked. And squinted soon after. The morning sun was shinning right into his eyes. He yawned, and looked to his side. He couldn't feel his right arm.
Kuroka was sleeping on her side, her cute face turned to face Issei. She was using Issei's arm as pillow. He sighted softly with a smile. He tried to move his arm way, but Kuroka rolled forward, pushing her body onto Issei's. Her slender leg slid across Issei's thigh.
''Not..getting..anywhere..'' – She mumbled with her eye's closed. Like a cat that had caught a mouse, Kuroka didn't want to let Issei go. Issei smiled as he ran his fingers upwards across her inner thigh.
Issei caught her off guard, Kuroka blurted out a small moan, and in that second Issei used all of his strength to roll away from her.
He succeeded with a loud bang. He fell out of the bed, of course.
Kuroka growled in disapproval. She was now sitting on the bed, she was half-squinting and the blanket was only covering her legs. Her usually silky hair was now messy and standing up straight.
''I'll be back soon. Have to go see Rias before she sends the dogs after me.'' – Issei spoke, as he got dressed in black slim pants and a black tanktop. Before stepping out, he spoke. –''..Sex hair looks good on you~''
Kuroka threw a pillow at him, but Issei was out of the door, missing the sight of her blushing.
The walk to school was uneventful, but he did notice the lack of students. As he pushed open the doors of occult club, he caught the middle of a conversation.
''..What do you mean he disappea..?'' – Rias spoke, but stopped as she saw Issei opening the doors. She was talking to Akeno who was sitting on the couch.
''Yo.'' – He saluted, nonchalantly.
''..Huh?'' - Rias blurted. Issei was standing in front of her. His usually covered shoulders were bare. Some of the scars were easily noticeable. The one scar just across his eye was red and still healing.
''..I came to tell you that I need a day off.'' – The usual aloof smiled appeared on his face.
''..Where the hell did you disappear to in the middle of the night?'' – Rias asked with her arms crossed on her chest.
Issei raised his arms in a ''I give up'' way. –''I teleported back home. I can do the bare minimum of it.''
He was lying, of course.
''..but the doctor said you wouldn't be awake for a few days...'' – She growled in a cute way. –''..I give up. I can never know with you. Why do you need the day off?''
''Everything hurts. I want some sleep.'' – Issei sighed. –''And how was the aftermath of my fight?''
''..Brother chased away Cao Cao who took Vali with him.'' -She sighed, but then smiled. –''But the peace treaty was signed and the school, that you destroyed was rebuilt together – by the 3 powers.''
''That's nice.'' – Issei smiled and jawned soon after. –''..So, can I get the day or two off? I'm really sleepy.''
''Sure.'' – She responded. –''But before you go..''
She opened one of her desk drawers and pulled out a small object. Issei walked up and extended his arm. She dropped it into his grasp.
It was the karambit. Margit's karambit. There was a black swipe over the metallic blade but overall the blade was fine.
Issei smiled at Rias. ''Thank you.''
Issei turned around to walk out but Rias stopped him a second time. She had noticed the tattoo that was on his right shoulder.
''..Issei..'' - She spoke. –''..That's in latin, isn't it?''
The tattoo was in a black cursive. The words were in three rows.
[NEC POSSUM TECUM VIVERE NEC SINE TE]
Issei was silent for a while. –''..It is.''
There was an eerie silence in the room.
''..I want to know.'' – Rias spoke up. Akeno simply looked at him.
Without facing them, Issei began to talk. – ''I can neither live with you, nor without you. I don't really feel like explaining it to you. Not today.''
A second later after saying those words Issei left the room. Just to the side of the door was Koneko. She was standing there, hiding her hazel eyes behind her white hair, just like Issei used to do. She was wearing the schools skirt, a gray hoodie with a peace sign on it that was a bit too large for her small frame and black thigh-high socks with white sneakers.
''..You know latin?'' – She asked, nonchalantly.
Issei leaned against a window sill, just across from her. –''No. I just know that one sentence.''
Silence. The rising sun was shinning in trough the Windows, illuminating Issei in a golden glow.
''..It's about ..her.. isn't it?'' – Koneko asked, slowly, as if tip-toing around the topic.
Issei had a good amount of trust in Koneko...and she was almost like a disciple to him...so he simply smiled at her.
''Yes. The text is about Maria. I had it done..some time after the fall of Margit. I told you about Slade, didn't I?''
Koneko nodded.
''He told me the quote after we talked for a long while..''
Koneko let Issei talk.
''You see, I hate that women. Her ice cold fingers, her straw yellow hair, her deep green eyes that anyone could get lost in...I hate the manners she uses, her voice...and yet I can't kill her.''
''..And thus.. ''I can neither live with you, nor without you''.'' – Koneko snickered. –''You make the simplest things extraordinaire.''
Issei walked over to Koneko and patted her head. Two white ears and tails appeared as he brushed his fingers trough her hair.
''I am odd like that.'' - He said, with a grin. –''..I've been meaning to ask. Where is everybody?''
Koneko sighed. –''It's Saturday.''
''..Ah.''
Issei's arm stopped moving. –''I have to go. ''
'''..?''
Issei leaned closer to her ear and whispered. –''A long time ago I promised to take Kuroka on a date.''
''Huh?'' – Koneko asked while looking at Issei, who soon disappeared as he turned a corner.
Issei opened the doors to his room, only to find Kuroka blow-drying her hair while wearing black panties and one of his bigger-size shirts.
She blinked twice, as a cat caught doing something bad. She had a small blush that most likely was from the hot water of the shower.
''Cute.'' – Issei said, as he sat down on the bed. Kuroka turned off the blow-dryer. –''Hey..what would you say about a date?''
''..Mouu~?'' – She let out a cute sound as her lips curled into a smile.
''Really.'' – Issei smiled back at her. –''Let's go somewhere warm and with the sea nearby.''
Kuroka dropped into Issei's lap. –''Like where?~''
''..Hawaii?''
''..You're kidding!'' – She refuted, but Issei knew she was excited.
''I'm not.'' – Issei smiled. –''I would never joke about a thing like this. You can teleport us there, right?''
''Of course.'' – There was a soft smile on her face. –''..What will you wear?''
''Shorts, sneakers, a white shirt..maybe?'' – He rubbed the backside of his head, not understanding the importance of the questions.
Kuroka walked up to him and sniffed his neck. Her eyebrows furrowed.
''You stink. Take a shower. When you go, take the clothes with you.''
''Yeah, of course.'' – Issei looked at her. –''But why the sudden pushiness?''
''..I just want to surprise you with my outfit, you dense fool.'' – She hissed at Issei with her eyes open wide.
Issei quickly grabbed the clothes and backed away. –''Well if you make this so serious then surprise me good.'' – He said, as he waved his hand at a sigh, she had began to take clothes out of their shared closet.
Issei was now standing by the door to his room. His hair was swept back and he was wearing the well fitting white oxford shirt, slim gray knee-length shorts with pockets and black low-top sneakers.
''Can I come in?'' – He asked. There was a hint of irony in his tone.
''..Yes.'' – Her voice came after a few seconds. She sounded..unsure?
Issei opened the door.
Kuroka was standing by the window sill. Her hair was pulled into a pony tail in the back while the front bangs were pushed to one side, staying there with a white hairpin.
She was wearing tight black shorts with a high waist and a white oxford shirt. The end of it was stuffed into her shorts. The top two buttons were open and revealed a bit of cleavage.
A white fabric ribbon was tied around her right thigh.
One of her hands were pushed on her chest while the other was simply hanging by her side.
Issei met her bright alluring eyes. She blinked with a serious expression.
Issei stepped forward.
''..You are so damn beautiful, Kuroka.'' – He spoke, as he stopped just in front of her. She tilted her head to the side.
''You are handsome when you try as well.'' – She smirked. She was obviously poking fun at him.
Issei grabbed her waist and pulled her close to himself. His arms wrapped around her lower back. As she was almost 10 centimeters shorter, she looking up at Issei from below. Kuroka only saw him smirk.
''..Don't start me, Kuroka..'' – He said, playfully –''Or I'll just rip those cute clothes off and fuck you right here and now.''
Issei felt one of her slender hands slide up his chest. It stopped on his neck, as she pushed her fingers onto Issei's cheek.
''..Careful of what you wish for Issei..'' – She showed her tongue. –''..I like to take the lead at these things as well.'' – She opened the top button of his shirt. –''..but you know that all too well...don't you?''
Issei's slid his arms lower and grabbed into her well formed ass. The fabric of the shorts was rather slim and his fingers sunk into her skin. She raised onto her tiptoes and pulled Issei's face downwards.
Issei glanced at her face for a second. He also closed his eyes and lowered his lips onto hers. The sweet sensation filled his brain. Kuroka pulled on his tongue and let out a cute sound.
One of her hands ran down Issei's back.
She pushed her body on Issei even more. Her breasts pressed against his chest. As Issei slid one of his hands upwards her back and touched her hair...she let go and backed off.
She smirked back to Issei who was standing dumbfounded. She raised her hand and spun around the red metal object in her hand.
Issei touched the backside pocket of his shorts and exhaled. Kuroka had taken his knife while they were kissing.
''Sneaky.'' – He said.
''You don't need it'' – Kuroka smiled. –''Not today.''
''..You're right.'' – Issei smiled back at her.
Kuroka threw the knife on the nightstand –''Shall we go?''
Issei nodded and went over to his bed. He slid out the bag from under it and took a wallet. He slid the wallet into his pocket and went over to Kuroka.
She extended her now empty hand and Issei entangled his fingers with hers.
A sudden violent vertigo that passed in a matter of seconds and they were standing in an alleyway of a bustling city. They stepped into the streets. The sun blinded him for a moment, as he squinted.
Judging by the sun it was early morning. Kuroka stretched her arms into the air.
''We were here..that one time, weren't we?'' – Issei asked.
''Yeah.'' – Kuroka nodded. –''..We blew up that one bar.''
''Ah, right.'' – Issei stretched the backside of his head. -..It's hot.''
The raising sun was burning his back.
''It is.''
''Shall we go and have breakfast?'' – Issei asked, with his head tilted to the side.
She nodded. Issei extended his hand to her and she took it.
They chatted along the way and turned into a small cafe. They ordered the biggest Sunday ice-cream, it even had a cherry on top, and shared it. Kuroka of course snatched it away and ate it.
As some time passed, the streets began to fill with people and they both blended in between the couples pretty easily.
They went shopping.
Kuroka tried on many different clothes and made Issei rate them. Of course, she teased Issei with rather revealing dresses and a swimsuit.
They continued along the shops, stopping a jewelry one. Issei bought her a silver necklace with a red gem. It was nothing special, but Kuroka was happy...and that made Issei happy.
..
It was evening. The hottest period of the day had passed already as they both walked trough a park and stopped by an empty bench. Issei had his rolled up the sleeves of his shirt while Kuroka was wearing a white tanktop.
''C'mon Kuroka, how much more bags do you need?'' –Issei pouted seeing how he was holding 4 bags in each hand.
''You bought some clothes as well!'' – She rebuted.
''..Yeah, but I stuffed it all in one bag.'' – He sighed. –''..We need to put this stuff away.''
''Should I teleport us home and then directly to the beach?''
Issei suddenly smiled. –''..Nah, let's go.''
They forwards trough the park and onto the streets. After a few minutes of walking Issei abruptly stopped and smirked.
''There.'' – He pointed.
''..You want to rent a car?'' –She asked, bewildered.
''Yes.'' – He said, with a smirk.
''Pfftt~'' – Kuroka chuckled and followed Issei's lead.
Issei walked up to the reception where a rather well dressed receptionist was placed. He looked over both of them with a keen eye, as if judging the financial situation of both of them.
Issei felt his gaze linger over his face scar, but he skillfully smiled. –''Hello. Is a young couple looking for a vehicle to tour the city?''
''Something like that, yes.'' – Issei responded.
''Ah, I see.'' – The man extended his hand. –''My name is Robert, but you can call me Rob.''
Issei shook hands with Robert. –''I am Oliver. And she is..'' – Issei pointed to his side.
''..Sara. His wife.'' – She said, with a wide smile.
Issei stuttered for a second, but then simply smirked. –''Indeed. ''
''I see.'' – He nodded. –''We have some really good cars for low prices and..''
Issei stopped the man. –''I need something fast. Something expensive. Something without a roof.''
''..A luxus class cabriolet?''
''Yeah.''
''Well, we have an Aston Martin DB V8 Roadster, it's a luxus class cabriolet, but the price...''
''I'll take it.'' – Issei smirked to Kuroka. –''I have a lot more money than you would assume from the way I look.''
''Ah, of course...'' – The man showed an apologetic facade. –''I just need your drivers license and...''
Issei gave him everything he asked. The drivers license, with the name ''Oliver King'' and other things that were of course fake. The cash on the card was real, however, the name of the owner was not.
Issei went down into the parking lot while spinning the keys on a finger...while barely carrying the bags in one hand.
Kuroka sighed. –''..Remind me, when was the last time you drove a car?''
''..There was that one time when I was forced to drive when Gilgamesh almost ripped his arm off...'' – Issei said, a bit quieter than usual.
''..And before that?'' – Kuroka exclaimed. –''..Can you even drive stick shift?''
''Yeah! It's easy.'' – Issei waved her off. –''Margit taught me to drive...well, she actually made me drive while she shot out the back window..but that's a story for a different time.''
''..Pfft~''' – Kuroka snickered, as they stopped by their car. It was white, with a red roof.
Issei pressed a button on the keys and the car beeped. He pressed another button and the trunk opened. He quickly threw the bags into it and closed it.
Another press, and the roof quickly folded down, automatically. Issei jumped over the doors, into the drivers seat. A few seconds later, Kuroka did the same thing.
The interior was simply astonishingly well made and designed. The leather seats were comfy.
''What are you waiting for?'' – Kuroka pulled him by the teeth. –''Let's go, Oliver~''
Issei stuck the key into the ignition and span it. With a roar the car started. The light and panel lit up automatically. Issei pressed the clutch and put the stick into first gear. He slowly pressed the gas pedal and let go of the clutch.
The car stalled.
Kuroka held an uncontrollable grin.
''..Fuck.'' – Issei threw the word over his lips and re-ignited the car. This time, with a little more power on the gas pedal, he started to drive with screeching tires.
''Ah, yeah, I got it.'' – He said, as the car flew trough the parking lot, towards the exit. He stopped by the exit. Kuroka played with the GPS and set it to the beach. Issei revved the engine and floored it.
He quickly shifted the gears, flashing trough the streets.
As they exited the city, the roads became wider and emptier. Issei looked to his side. Kuroka was slouched back in her seat, letting her long black hair flow in the wind.
She looked back at him, her eyes lingering in his. She raised her eyebrows. –''Shouldn't you be keeping an eye on the road?''
''..Ah.'' – Issei swerved the car to the right, back into his lane. –''I thought I forgot something.''
They quickly moved trough a tunnel and as they came out of it, a whole different view in it's entirety opened to them. They cruised next to a cliff. Just off the cliff was a giant sea. The sun made Issei squint, and a few minutes later Kuroka pushed black sunglasses on his face.
''Ah, these are the ones that were hanging just by your breasts, were they not?'' – He asked, while holding the steering wheel with one hand.
''They were, you pervert.'' – She said, as she moved one of her legs over the middle panel and placed it in his lap.
Issei slid his free hand up her leg, starting from the ankle, towards the thigh. But half-way up her thigh, Issei pushed her leg away.
She pouted. Issei let out a small chuckle.
..
''..The sea..is really pretty when you come to enjoy it..isn't it?'' - Issei spoke, looking at the road.
''It's breathtaking.''
The sun was slowly sinking into the sea. Issei pushed the gas pedal further and they moved even faster than before. Limits were not made for the car Issei was driving and not for them.
Issei slowed down considerably after a downhill ride and turned to the left. He came to a half a few hundred meters from the beach-line. He parked into the sunburned sand. There were many cars, but by the look of it, many of the owners were going away from the beach.
Issei opened the doors and climbed out. He stretched his back and cracked a few bones. Kuroka meanwhile yawned, as she was leaning against the car's hood.
''..Bored?''- Issei asked.
''No.'' – She smiled at him. –''..I'm comfortable.''
She made a purring sound as she cracked her neck.
''Don't let out your ears there, cat~'' – Issei teased her as he opened the trunk and took out a bag. He slinged it over his shoulder and stopped next to Kuroka, who dunked him in the side. Issei threw the sunglasses into the car and pressed the button, watching how the roof folded back up. After another beep, the car was locked.
''I won't, dummy.'' – She responded with a lazy expression.
Issei snickered as an answer. –''Let's go?''
She nodded, but stayed put.
''..m?'' – Issei tilted his head sideways.
She extended her hand in a cute way. –''..Hold my hand.''
Issei sighed softly and took her by the hand. Issei had left his shoes in the car, and so had Kuroka. The hot sand felt rather good under his feet.
As they closed in on the sea, Issei and Kuroka, inhaled deeply. The salty air by the sea was rather strong. Kuroka ran her hand trough her hair and stuck some of it behind her ear.
She let go of Issei hand stepped into the water. She moved forwards a bit, but then span around on one leg and faced Issei.
''How is it?'' – Issei asked, as a wave hit his feet.
''Just perfect.'' – She said, as her lips curled into a smile.
She crossed her arms pulled off her tanktop. Under it was a black bikini top that tied together around her neck. The necklace he had given her earlier had slipped in between her breasts.
Issei's gaze lingered and went downwards over her navel. Kuroka smirked and leaned forwards, looking Issei into the eyes from below.
''..You still here?'' – This time she teased him.
''Always.'' – Issei looked over her shoulders, into the never ending distance.
When he came back, Kuroka was already opening his shirts buttons.
''Hey~'' – He stopped her hands with his single one. –''I don't want people to see my..''
''I know you don't mind.'' – Kuroka said, in a serious tone. –''Is it because of me?''
''..Yeah.'' – Issei looked at his feet. –''I don't want to ruin the beauty of you.''
Kuroka blushed. For a few seconds, she looked at Issei.
..And then she almost literally ripped his shirt off.
''The looks of envy. I want to see them.'' – She spoke, in a seducing tone, as she wrapped her hand In Issei's.
The looks people gave them as they walked along the shore didn't disturb them. Some of them of course were smiles. Other couples who were there smiled. Some girls looked back and of course, some boys did.
After a while of walking, they found a quiet place behind some palm trees. They walked up a small mountain and noticed how it stretched over the water, making a small, artificial cliff.
Issei gave Kuroka the bag, from which she took out a big towel and a bottle of champagne.
He looked over the edge, looking at the crystal blue water.
''Hey..babe.''
''..Mou?'' – She responded.
''Will you even swim?''
''..Maybe later.''
''Right.''- Issei whispered quietly. The sun, even though it was sinking, was still burning like crazy.
Issei leaned downwards and just barely brushed against the area where her hip bones would show if she was skinnier and began to unbutton her shorts.
''Whoah there..'' – She said, with a small blush. –''I don't feel like doing it here..''
''I'm not going to have sex with you here, you pervert.'' – Issei chuckled, as he spoke the sentence in an overly exaggerated way, still fiddling with the short button.
''Oy!'' – She protested, as Issei unzipped the shorts, revealing the rest of her black bikini. With a tug, they fell down to her ankles.
''..If you wanted to see it fully, you should have just asked.'' – She said, with a sheepish grin.
''But that..'' – Issei said, as he straightened his back. –''Would have been boring.'''
As he finished the sentence, he snatched the necklace as he swiped trough her breasts and threw it to the blanket.
''You-!'' – Kuroka's eyes widened.
Issei gently nicked her feet, making her fall into his arms. And as he held her in said bridal carry, Issei got a running start over the edge of the cliff.
''..iiiidiiioooooooooooot!'' – Her scream ended as they crashed into the water. The fall was not as long as to hurt them, but the place where they jumped in was deep.
Issei opened his eyes under the bright blue water and noticed Kuroka's eyes...glowing?
She nimbly span out of his grasp and caught him by the neck. A few seconds later, she was holding him in a choke hold under water.
A few seconds of fighting and they surfaced. Issei caughed a bit. There was a memory he was blocking.
She smirked. –''..that's what you get for acting so smug!''
''I already got all I wanted.'' – Issei showed her his tongue. –''..I'll race you to shore!''
Issei looked back at her surprised expression and began to swim. She mumbled something to herself and followed, trying to match and overcome Issei's speed.
..she failed.
As they got on shore, Issei was pushed forwards as Kuroka jumped on his back. She bit into Issei's ear.
''..I deserve this.'' – Issei said, as he moved his arms behind his back and grasped her legs. He carried her on his back as he walked back to the top of the small cliff.
Kuroka wrapped her arms around Issei neck as she purred by his ear.
''..The swim was nice.'' – She said. –''..now, let's drink a bit, shall we?''
''..Yeah.'' – Issei spoke, as they were atop of the cliff.
Kuroka swiftly jumped off his back and took the bottle of champange and two glasses from the bag.
They both sat down on the edge of the cliff. Their feet hanged over the edge, as Issei popped open the bottle.
With a loud bang, the cork slipped into Issei's hand. Kuroka held both glasses crossed as Issei filled them. He plugged the cork back in and laid the bottle down behind them.
Issei's shorts were drenched and so was his hair. Issei looked at Kuroka. She looked into the sinking sun.
The orange rays of light illuminated her still wet body and exagareted every single pour of her beauty. Even when drenched in water she still was as beautiful as ever.
Her beauty was real and unmatched. Issei smiled and shifted his eyes towards the sparkling blue water below.
''..What were you thinking about?'' – She asked. Her voice sounded rather soothing.
''..Nothing.'' – Issei looked at her and took one of the champagne glasses. Kuroka smiled at him and took the other one.
With a silent clang, the glasses touched. They both emptied the glass in mater of seconds.
''..It's good.'' – Issei commented.
''Of course it is.'' – Kuroka swinged her legs in a cross pattern. Right leg to the front, left to the back and repeat. –''..We bought the best one, after all.''
The wind was getting stronger. Or maybe it felt it had because of the high-ground they were on. Issei brought back his hands and looked up in the sky.
''..Kuroka.''
''..m?'' – She made a sound as an answer.
''How are you even supposed to drink champagne?'' – Issei asked the random question. –''..I have no idea, you know. Previously, we only drank hard liqueur.''
''..Do you mean how it's drank by the rich people?'' – Kuroka sounded humored. -''Well, under candlelight in an expensive restaurant?''
''Hmmph.'' – Issei bobbed his head down, his now half-dry hair covered half his face. –''..We do it better.''
Kuroka shuffled closer it Issei and rested her head on his shoulder. Issei felt her heartbeat. The contrast of the sun had turned even brighter orange. It was almost reddish.
The rushing wind made Issei feel..home-ish. He spent the past few years in North America, close to Canada. The brisk wind and water was very familiar to him..
''Issei.'' – Kuroka engaged the conversation.
''...yeah?''
''..The time I've spent with you..the battles we've been trough together...I'll never forget this.''
She stopped talking for a while.
''..And I'll never let you go.'' – She finished her sentence.
Issei chuckled. –''..I'll never settle for less than you...'' – He stopped for a second. He winced his eyes, as if thinking about something.
''..For a long time..my promises..they failed. It was that way with Margit. With Slade. With various people. I let them down..but this time I'm sure. '' – Issei smiled and locked eyes with Kuroka. –''..I will protect you. No matter what the price.''
Kuroka gently touched Issei's palm. –''I don't need to be protected...you dummy...but to hear you say that..It makes me happy.''
Issei rested his head against Kuroka's. He closed his eyes and just listened to the sound of wind rushing past his ears.
The peace was interrupted a while later, when they decided to drink some more champagne.
About 2 and half years in with Zero Army, some time after death of Margit. About 2 hours after the fight with Arno.
Issei was stuffing his weapon in his bag as he felt another presence in the room. He turned to his head.
Kuroka was standing there with an solemn expression. She was leaning against the doors of Margits room.
..Well, his room. He inherited it after her death.
She was wearing slim blue jeans and a brown sweater that was a bit big on her. It was the one that uncovered one shoulder.
She stepped inside and closed the doors behind her. Issei continued to put clips of ammo into his bag.
''..Are you going already?'' – She asked, quietly.
''..Yeah.''
He only spoke a single word. Ever since coming back from that ended it all he was a wreck. He didn't know how to interact with Kuroka anymore.
He was about to tie a shemagh around his neck, but Kuroka stopped him by placing her hand on his chest.
''..Issei.'' – She began. –''..I want to go with you.''
He shrugged her off and shook his head.
''..Ever since...that...we have not even spoken single world..about anything.''
''..It's fine..that way.''
Something snapped in Kuroka. –''Why don't you take me on missions anymore? Why don't you talk with me? Why can't we speak about life under the moonlight like earlier? Why?''
She screamed at Issei who simply hid his eyes behind his hair. Like floodgates that had broken, her emotions spilled.
''I can't take you on missions. It's too dangerous.'' – He said, still hiding.
''WHAT HAS CHANGED NOW?'' – She swiped her hand upwards, knocking away Issei's hair.
His eyes were narrow and...sad?
''I can't take you because I'm afraid you'll get hurt!'' – Issei spoke back. –''I saw what happened to Margit. I failed her and she was tortured to her death. Because of me. If something like that happened to you...''
''..But if something happened to me, it's not a big deal-''
She was cut off by Issei. –''It is a big deal to me!''
''..Why?''
''Because I've falled for you.'' – Finally, Issei spat out those words. –''..I can't stand the thought of you getting hurt.''
He turned to walk away, but Kuroka caught his wrist. –''You goddamn..''
Suddenly..softness.
He only then realized that Kuroka had pressed her lips against his own. She opened her eyes and looked into Issei's rather dull looking eyes from below.
''..idiot..'' – She whispered. –''I too have fallen for you. I fell for you a long time ago.''
For Issei, the way he felt, it wasn't describable in words. It was as if Kuroka had set his world on fire..with just her words and lips. Like a circuit short in his brain it all went fuzzy.
A violent vertigo of sorts. The kid named Issei..thought about himself as a monster. As a thing. As a tool. His only reason was to kill. To have revenge. He couldn't fathom the idea of someone ''loving'' him. But Kuroka's words, so sweet, made him believe. Made him throw down the shell he hid behind.
She pushed him backwards so far that his back hit a wall.
''..I won't be able to hold back if we continue.'' – Issei spoke, as Kuroka ripped open his shirt.
Her face was red and she had a wide grin. Her eyes, narrow and lustful as she responded. –''Then don't hold back.''
She stopped and looked up in his eyes. –''Take me on.''
Issei let out a groan as he kissed her. The sweet feeling. She pressed her body against his and he touched her neck.
Issei touched her hips. He let his fingers trace her curves. He moved his arm touched her bare shoulder. He felt as if a jolt of electricity had hit his palm.
Kuroka moved her hand over his chiseled abs as she relentlessly kissed him. She had seen him without a shirt countless times, but this was the first time she had touched him for real. She only now realized how well built he was.
Issei escaped her kiss and pushed her back until they hit a cupboard. Issei lifted her by the underside of her thighs and sat her down on the cupboard.
She moaned slightly as she attacked him with her lips and there was a loud fabric ripping sound as he ripped the side of her sweater.
Her breasts came spilling out. She wasn't wearing a bra. Issei grabbed into her breasts.
''..Ahhh~'' – Kuroka uttered as she wrapped her hands around Issei's neck. Issei pulled on her tongue a bit with his teeth as she let her nails into his back.
Kuroka suddenly jolted up and pushed him backwards, crashing trough a desk and onto queen sized bed. Issei opened her pants button and began to slide them off her thighs.
She exhaled deeply and helped Issei pull off her skinny jeans. Issei threw them across the room. They landed somewhere on top of a desk.
''..not so fast..'' – She spoke, in the middle of a kiss. She grabbed his ankle and span him around. Her slender fingers ran over his abs and stopped at his pants. She opened the button in a way similar to how he did to her.
Their emotions ran rampart, without control, without stopping. They touched each other wildly and messy, without holding back. The feeling they hid were finally out in the open.
Yo. It's me. Blueprints. Thank you for waiting. I'm sorry.
At least I know how manga authors feel when they have to delay chapters. Some things happened. School is shit, don't trust the ones who tell you to stay in it. Well, but I have to, I don't have Maria to steal me away from this dull life.
Anyways, this chapter is something different. It's a bit longer as well. (about 7000 words) It explains how Kuroka and Issei did it the first time. This chapter was especially lewd as well. Some of you most likely didn't like it, and some of you definitely enjoyed it
Do women even read my fanfic?
Anyways, I tried my hardest to make an innocent date for them. Cut out of the usual killing and fighting. Just messing around, joking, talking laughing and of course, having sex.
Don't worry, I don't plan on describing their love life for some time now...but anything can happen.
Karlos1234ify - Thanks for the review, as always. Well, it's something like that. Not not quite. Stay tuned~
IT'S NOT A HAREM. veri sori.
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Tune in next time for Broken Wings to see...Issei go back to underworld again?