Dance With the Devil

Shake Up Chapter 6

Disclaimer: I own none of the series involved, for if I did there would be actual (off-screen, it wouldn't be a hentai) sex involved.

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The nightmares will be addressed later, I promise you all this. I hope you all enjoy when it happens.

Hiryo: I try to give everyone scenes.

"Trade for Asia?!" Issei yelled in shock. "What do you mean?"

"Calm down." Rias ordered him. "It's a fairly simple and common procedure among Devils. For younger Devils who wish to participate in Ratings Games with a full set they can trade unused pieces to other Kings, generally family members, to get a start on their own peerage. Other times Devils in a peerage get to high class and are rewarded with their own set, so the original King is short a piece or three if the member who left trades their newly unused pieces for some of the peerage that he or she was closest to. And unfortunately, there are times a member of a peerage dies and needs to be replaced."

"Indeed," Diodora nodded to her. "The process is quite simple, though lengthy, and requires that we trade equal pieces with each other." He looked at Asia and his smile widened slightly before turning back to Rias. "So, what do you say?"

Before Rias could reply, Lilith cleared her throat, causing everyone to look at her. "While I can sense that he has... feelings for Asia, they are neither lust, love nor admiration." Diodora gave her a surprised look. "You're good at hiding your feelings from getting to your face." Lilith gave him a smirk. "But to me? You're an open book. You got this whole "I want her to have her" vibe going on."

"And who are you to make such a declaration?" Diodora asked, confused. "Do you have some sort of Sacred Gear or something?"

"Nope." Lilith shook her head. "I'm just that good."

"Needless to say, even if Lilith hadn't told me that, I wouldn't have agreed anyway." Rias answered Diodora. "Asia is a part of my household and on top of that, she's a valued friend and member of my family."

"Tis a shame, oh well, I'll see you at the Rating Game then." With a blue flash, he was gone.

"Lilith..." Ranma began. "What did you see with him?"

Lilith closed her eyes and didn't bother opening them as she continued. "He didn't have lust, admiration or anything for Asia, all I could feel was a feeling of want and possessiveness with him."

"You mean..?" Asia gasped and trembled. "What do you mean?"

"He wanted you, yes, but not for any good reasons, probably as a trophy wife or something." Lilith grumbled in annoyance. "Reminds me of someone for some reason." Getting up, she patted her skirt down. "Now if you'll excuse me."

"That's fine, I was going to dismiss everyone anyway." Rias said as she looked at Asia's worried expression. "Asia..." She trailed off after Ranma and Mittelt had left. "Don't worry, we won't let that jerk use you, okay?"

Asia nodded and smiled softly. "Thank you."

(-)

It was late at night that Mittelt found herself standing on top of the school in her gothic lolita outfit, waiting for someone. When a flash of light to the side alerted her to someone teleporting in, she turned to face the person. "Azazel..."

"Hey." He smiled at her. "Is there a reason you're meeting me here at night instead of being with your boyfriend?" He smirked as she blushed. "Don't be like that, I can tell that you two are close." When she nodded, Azazel smiled, "well, congrats, I hope that you two are happy together, but I feel that's not why you called me out here."

She shook her head. "Tell me something, Azazel, you know all there is to know about us Fallen Angels, right?"

"I would like to think that I know a great deal about the Grigory, yes." He stroked his beard. "Is there something you want to know specifically?"

"It was something Kokabiel said to me when we fought against him." The blonde looked away, a troubled expression on her face. "He said that I was his daughter, I haven't thought about it much since then, but..."

Azazel sighed and shook his head. "Why do you want to know? It doesn't change who you are."

"I just do!" She yelled, an angry expression on her face. "If he's... If he's my father, then... All the memories I have of meeting God, they were all false, weren't they?"

Azazel looked at her troubled expression before sighing and turning to the side before looking up at the sky. "Mittelt, can you tell me what you think of Ranma?"

"Huh?" She looked at him in confusion. "He's a nice guy, a bit of a jerk at times, but mostly a nice guy, great lover, a bit sarcastic and a smart-ass too, why?"

"Do you think he'd be the kind to intentionally harm a child?" Azazel asked and looked at Mittelt out of the corner of his eye.

"What?! No!" Mittelt shook her head. "No way he'd do that. He killed to protect a little girl!" Not that she had seen that personally. "Why?"

"How much do you know about Ranma's parents?" Azazel had done research into Ranma after meeting the martial artist.

"I know that his father taught him martial arts and there was the whole Neko-ken thing."

Azazel raised an eyebrow. 'Cat fist, huh? Guess that's more to look into.' "Did you know that the first thing his mother said after meeting him after ten years was that he had to be a "man among men" or he would have to commit ritual suicide?"

"...What?" Mittelt said flatly. "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what I said." Azazel was glad that Issei had a rather loose tongue when he was relaxed after talking about breasts. Sure, they didn't get a whole lot of time to talk, but Azazel had his own research to fall back on. "And you know about his father being his trainer. Have you stopped to think about the type of training that Ranma would have had to have been subjected to growing up?"

Mittelt shook her head. "What's that got to do with anything?"

Azazel sighed. "Ask Ranma about his training sometime, he can tell you better than I ever could. But I'll say this right now." He looked at her and gave her a bit a smirk. "It's not where you come from that determines who you are, it's the events in your life that determine it. You've changed quite a bit since you met Ranma." Azazel smirked as he turned and walked away. "Oh, and just so you know, I've come up with a training regime for you to further your Fallen Angel powers."

Mittelt's eyes widened as she heard that. "You have?"

"Yep. Can't have you falling behind because you lack understanding with your abilities. I'll give it to you tomorrow, okay?" He disappeared in a flash.

"I guess it doesn't matter if he was my father or not, I'm not him and I won't become him." Letting her Fallen Angel wings flash out, she took off into the night sky to go home.

(-)

A few days later...

"So this is it, huh?" Ranma said to Issei as he and the rest of Rias's peerage stood in a magic circle. "Have fun."

"Oh, you know it. I'll kick some ass and take some names."

"Hey, Issei..." Lilith spoke up. "I normally wouldn't say this, but... Do to this Diodora jerk what you did to Riser and punch him in the dick with a multi-boosted punch, will ya?"

Everyone sweat-dropped before Rias and her peerage disappeared.

"Really?" Ranma gave Lilith a flat stare. "Punch him in the dick?"

Lilith crossed her arms and huffed. "Pretty boys like that who probably have too many secrets and tell you that they have secrets need to be punched in the dick. Plus he's a creep. And he wants Asia and not in a good way."

"Guess I can't argue that logic." Really, Ranma wanted to hit that guy in the dick and he just met him once!

"So, Master..." Lilith began as they left the club room and walked out of the old school building, "what are we going to do now?"

"Same thing we do every day, Lilith."

Lilith's eyes gleamed in delight. "Lots of sex!" She skipped ahead, humming to herself.

Ranma laughed softly, that wasn't what he was intending, but he didn't complain about it. "Lilith, that's..."

".e.r me..?"

Ranma blinked and looked around. "Who's there?" He could have sworn he heard a woman's voice just now, or at the very least a very effeminate man's voice.

"Master!" Lilith popped her head out from around the corner. "You coming or what?"

"Did you hear a voice?" Ranma asked, getting a confused look from the succubus. "Guess not. Oh well, let's go home."

"They say the first step to going crazy is hearing voices in your head." Lilith pointed out, getting a snort from Ranma.

"So does that make Issei insane for having a Dragon in his head?" Ranma asked, getting a laugh from Lilith.

(-)

After getting home, Ranma opened the door and stared, along with Lilith, at the guest that was sitting in the room. "Hey, Atsuko," Ranma called to the long-haired girl, "who's the old guy and why does he feel like he could wipe out most of East Asia without a problem?"

"Hmph, impertinent brat, but at least your senses are sharp." The man stood up, revealing that he was a bit taller than Ranma was, with long white hair, a long beard that went from his chin down to his feet, he was wearing a mostly white robe with the shoulders being blue, his left eye had a white monocle with a gold outer ring. On his head was a gold and black hat that had several mini-sections. "My name is Odin, King of the Norse Gods, perhaps you've heard of me?"

"The same head God that gave up his eye for nigh omniscience?" Lilith gasped and gulped. "Ah heh, no wonder you feel like you could wipe out most of East Asia with ease."

"If I was so inclined, I probably could." The God laughed at her nervousness. "Oh, don't be so scared, I was just checking out the city, since it seems like a lot of Angels, Fallen Angels and Devils took a shine to this place. But seeing a Demon here as well? That's surprising."

"So..." Ranma trailed off and looked at Atsuko. "How'd you meet him and why is he here?"

"I picked him up!" Atsuko grinned and Odin laughed.

"I didn't know you were into old men." Lilith muttered, getting another laugh from Odin. "So, I take it you actually picked him up, so..."

*Flash*

"Bah!" Odin grumbled as he finally ditched his bodyguards. "Little kids, they're not fun, I'd rather spend time at the titty bar than with them." Turning a corner, he walked down the sidewalk before looking around in confusion. "Why do I hear a bell getting closer?"

Turning around, his eye bugged out as a bike, moving at super high speeds, rammed into him, knocked the God into the air and caused him to land in the front basket of the bike.

"EEEK!" Atsuko's eyes widened as someone appeared in front of her. "I'M SORRY!"

*End Flash*

"I didn't know where to take him, so I brought him home." Atsuko blushed, bowing her head.

Odin laughed at her. "I'm not mad, not very often that a cute girl picks me up and takes me out for a fun ride around town." Grinning, he looked at Ranma more closely. "So you're the brat I've heard about, huh?" Ranma blinked in confusion and Odin let out an annoyed sound. "Bah, not too terribly impressed with you. But I'll say this, for a brat who doesn't have a fancy special power given to him at birth, you're an interesting one." Before anyone could respond, he stretched and yawned. "So, know any good strip clubs around here?"

"Note to self, do not let him and Happosai meet." Ranma muttered softly as Lilith began to talk to the elder Norse God about the best spots in town, as well as the best times to get to all of them. 'And when did she have the time to hit up the strip clubs anyway?'

After a few minutes, Lilith tilted her head in confusion. "How come you're not speaking in Limerick?" Odin tilted his head at her. "The legends say that you spoke in Limerick."

The old man grinned at her. "Don't believe everything you read, girlie."

(-)

It was hours later, Odin had left, stating that he had to head to Hell for something, leaving Ranma, Lilith and Atsuko at home alone. "Something wrong, Ranma?" Atsuko asked as they sparred.

"Well, for one, I don't know where Nabiki and Mittelt are."

"Oh!" Atsuko ducked under a kick. "Nabiki called earlier and said that she and Mittelt were out shopping at the mall and had other stuff they wanted to do." She punched at Ranma, who caught it and threw her over his shoulder.

"Really?" Ranma gave her a flat look. "Shopping?"

Just at that moment, the door outside opened up and Nabiki and Mittelt walked in. "Hey!" Nabiki called out, having just one bag under her arms. "Sorry that took so long, finding what I wanted took forever."

Mittelt gave her an annoyed look and walked over to Ranma, hugging him and burying her face in his chest.

"You okay?" Ranma asked, rubbing her back as she shook her head. "What happened?"

"Some guys hit on me, said it was nice I was looking after a little kid and if I wanted to ditch her for them." Nabiki rolled her eyes. What they had said was far more crude, but no need to have anyone here going after a bunch of idiots for insulting anyone. "Naturally I refused, so..."

"They said that I was a little kid and that I was too small and flat-chested to get anyone's attention." Mittelt said softly, causing Ranma to sigh and rub her back. She knew that what they said wasn't true, but it still hurt.

After calming Mittelt down, Ranma looked at Nabiki and the bag she had. "So... What's with the bag?"

"Clear quartz crystals." Nabiki said as she pulled them out. "I figure they might come in handy if Azazel keeps his end of the deal up and makes it so I can control God's Eye more easily. I saw some glimpses of stuff and wanted to actually try it out."

"...Sounds like the old man's student." Lilith muttered to herself, causing Nabiki to look at her curiously. "The old man that taught us magic said he had a student that could use magic but used gems to amplify their magic."

Nabiki wondered if that was what she had seen, but shrugged it off. "Oh well. Anyway, finding clear quartz crystals took forever."

"We met God!" Atsuko said brightly, causing Nabiki and Mittelt, who was still hugging Ranma, to look at her stupidly.

"She means we met a God by the name of Odin." Lilith commented, getting a pout from Atsuko.

"Oh come on! I was all hyped about them going 'no! That can't be! He's dead' and then I would go 'no! Really, we met God! He has one eye and everything!' but now you ruined it." Atsuko huffed in annoyance.

Ranma sighed as he stepped away from Mittelt and walked over to the window.

"What's wrong, Master?" Lilith asked in confusion.

"You ever feel that we're being left out of the action intentionally?" Ranma asked, getting a shrug from Nabiki.

"Personally, I'm glad that I'm not drawing all the weirdos who seem to want Issei or one of the girls around him for some odd reason." Nabiki sighed as Ranma twitched. "So what's the problem?"

"It's just... Something doesn't feel right." Ranma frowned. "I can get those Ratings Games are for Devils, but since making that declaration, I was half expecting at least two or three of those Khaos Brigade guys to show up."

"Maybe they think you're with Issei?" Lilith suggested.

"Or they're planning something big." Mittelt argued. "Back when I was skulking around with Raynare and the others we'd always lay low right before we made a big move. So maybe they're trying to gather their forces for a big move?"

"But what?" Ranma asked as he thought about what he knew about the Khaos Brigade. "And why would Ophis want to bring them together?"

"To get enough power to beat up Great Red." Nabiki answered him. "Ophis's power is near infinite, same with Great Red's power, so Ophis wants strong people to help defeat Great Red." She coughed as everyone looked at her in surprise. "I've used my Sacred Gear a few times over the break to find out what Ophis wanted, okay?"

"Might be kind of hard." Ranma muttered before looking at his right arm and the armband on it. "Why do I feel like this will be more important in the future?"

"I dunno, you're the one who put it on, not us." Mittelt commented.

"Bah, whatever." Ranma snorted and decided to not worry about it right now. He had other things to worry about.

(-)

Elsewhere...

"Ho?" Jedah Dohma raised an eyebrow as he felt a familiar person enter his domain. "Ah, Prince Rizevim, the son of Satan, how may this humble Devil serve you?"

"Don't give me that crap." The older-looking man with dark silver hair and a chin beard snorted at Jedah before taking a deep breath. "When are we going to make our move?"

Jedah smirked at Lucifer's son, "don't worry about it."

Rizevim narrowed his eyes at Jedah. "Watch your tone, Devil. You may be a ruler of Makai, but you are nothing compared to myself."

"Of course." Jedah bowed to him. "Just wait a little longer, your unholiness, and I guarantee you that what you want you can obtain."

Rizevim snorted and walked away. "I have no interest in dominating the world like my father or revenge like the rest of the Old Satan faction." He turned and grinned at Jedah. "I just want chaos, destruction and brutality."

When Rizevim disappeared in a flash of light, Jedah frowned to himself. "I guess I'll have to step up my plans then." He would have to wait for a bit more before he could make any real moves, but that didn't mean he couldn't set things in motion. Looking at the Youkai that came before him, Jedah gave a sinister grin. "You can do it, can't you?"

"So long as you keep your end of the bargain."

Jedah waved the Youkai off. "The revival of your master and the death of his greatest enemy, yes, yes. As soon as I have the chalice from those Vampires I'll be able to do all of that." When the Youkai disappeared, Jedah leaned back in his chair and frowned. "Now, how do I deal with your chosen mate, Lilith?" Killing him outright was a possibility, but that was unlikely, plus he could potentially be helpful in the future.

Jedah smirked, "there's always a way, I just have to wait for the right time." After all, he knew Rizevim would dispose of him soon if things didn't hurry up, but he also knew that Lucifer's son had his own plans in motion. "But I'll worry about that later." He also knew that Morrigan would kill him as soon as she got what she wanted.

"Such fools, all of them, wanting shallow things and only thinking about themselves."

His plans, of course, were far grander than that.

Oh Jedah, you scheming bastard, I both love and hate you.

Ten points if anyone can figure out what he wants to do.

Also, this chapter was a lot shorter than I thought it was originally. Huh, go figure.