Replies,
Jack: he has many options, the Sharingan, simple genjutsu, the sealing arts, 'enhanced interrogation' methods (for even if superhuman, if drained of mana and kept awake for months on end at the hands of an 'enemy agent' with access to hypnosis)...
Madfrog: He'll certainly try, whether he'll succeed on the first try...that remains to be seen. As for Aika and Miki. Everyone but Yami wants it it would seem. Let's ask the man himself-
"Fuck you! After I get swole enough that I won't have to fear for muh dick!"
You heard him folks.
As an elegant mature and quite proper lady, Ravel did not give in to flights of fancy. Never let her emotions control her and most certainly…had no wish to bash in the skull of her birdbrain of a big brother.
"Sit down. Stop gathering magic and abandon this foolish course of action right now!" she growled…demurely and delicately advised her big brother, her hands on her hips and an angry tic on her forehead…a disapproving raised eyebrow.
"Dammit, Ravel," the blue-eyed blonde with short cropped hair groused, running a hand through his hair and giving her a disapproving sniff.
Her!
How dare he!
Hmf!
"Hmf!"
"I understand your reluctance but believe me," her oaf of a brother said, focusing back on the magic taking shape, the rest of the peerage within her brother's bedroom and gathered around them as expected. "You don't know the hag as I do."
Ravel gasped.
"That's no way to talk about your fiancée and the heiress of the House of Gremory both!"
"That's the only way to talk about the hag!" Riser snarled. "She thinks she's too good for our peoples traditions and the duties demanded by our families and our stations both. Content instead to play human and ignore the responsibilities that come with said privileges she's been busy taking advantage off since birth. The spoiled little brat!"
A wince wracked Ravel's frame at that and the retort died on her lips as her brother, clad in a dark blazer containing a somewhat undone white button up shirt continued muttering to himself.
The storm that'd been brewing within him finally grasping this chance to vent itself. Now that nobody who could hear and might take offense or worse, was not in earshot.
"The stupid brat thinks that I want to take her and then take her. Gremory is beautiful, yes. But it's not like I don't already have a great gathering of beauties at my side or that I lack in options and thus I'm forced to resort to something as ignoble as that like a common mongrel!"
At that, the rest of the girls tittered and blushed, a pleased smile most prominent on Yubelluna's face, her brother's Queen. The purple-haired beauty's outrageous lumps of fat seeming to gain another inch or two at her stupid brother's inadvertent praise as the stupid cow puffed her chest.
Size ain't everything! And besides, I am drinking my milk, massaging them daily and if mama is any indication I have little to fear…she glared at Yubelluna…or rather a certain aspect of the long haired beauty's body. Stupid cow sized udders! Hmf!
"But still, unlike the spoiled brat, I do what I must for our house and people. And thus, this?" her brother asked, inclining his head towards the building magic taking shape as a glowing purple seal spreading across the floor, the glow intensifying and filling the castle's room with a soft hum. "Consider it naught but a bell heralding the brat's awakening. Or at least an attempt to do so. Playing pretend is at an end, time is up. The Satans have decreed it to be so, and thus…"
Familial dark-blue eyes met her own, the shade almost identical.
"Either come or stay, Ravel, but stop trying to hinder my spell," Riser commanded.
Ah…so he did notice, she thought with a wince, letting go of her counterspel.
"I understand your reluctance, believe me I do, but it must be done. So, are you with me or not?"
Huffing, crossing her arms and stepping closer to the rest of the peerage, Ravel nodded.
"Of course I am. For if not me, who will then be there to ensure you don't make any more foolish decisions?"
The girls giggled, even Yubelluna, the stick in the mud, and Riser's cheeks darkened.
"S-shut up! It was one time!"
"Yes, one time when you—Eep!"
Even though it didn't hurt, she was a Phenex after all, catching a face full of an angry fireball certainly succeeded in startling her.
"Girls, put your game face on," her brother said as Ravel dispelled the fireball. Coughing and glaring at the back of the oaf's head. "It's show time."
Huffing and promising to repeatedly kick the idiot in the sheen after this, Ravel schooled her expression and as the spell completed, the glow around them intensifying, her eyes opened wide for she could swear her brother whispered something.
"Lucifer below, if it weren't all but impossible, oh how I would love for the bitch to win just so she'd be out of my hair and thus no longer my problem…"
But surely, that was merely her ears playing tricks on her! The fire might not have hurt her but the sound of the tiny explosion must have damaged her ears and she forgot to regenerate them, yes…
"Hey there buddie~"
Saji tensed and turned weary eyes towards the grinning brown-haired teen climbing the stairs.
Great, what does he want now…
The students scattered around the sunlit corridor, whether by their lonesome or in groups, broke out into murmurs as Hyoudou, smug smile on his sunglasses wearing face, swaggered towards Saji. The few students in the teen's way, the teen dressed like a delinquent in all black leather, hastily stepping out of the brown-haired boy's path like a flock of fish parting before a shark.
"So, tell me," Issei asked, coming to a stop in front of Saji, placing a hand on his shoulder in mock affection and looking deep into Saji's eyes. "Have you given any thought to my…offer?"
Any thought?
Saji, much to his shame had given a lot of thought to the teen's offer.
The delinquent's tantalizing promises almost making him give in. For the promise of earning at last Sona Kaichou's affection, even if in such an underhanded manner…
Well, it had tested Saji's will somewhat fierce and made him spend many a sleepless night spinning in bed, his honor waring with the visions.
Cause the worst part of it all was that he couldn't reject Hyoudou's claims out of hand. For he had seen the teen hang around a black-haired beauty, doing indecent acts with her, like kissing, groping and other things. And Saji also had a suspicion that the delinquent in front of him had also managed to conquer that female pervert's heart somehow.
So no, he couldn't outright reject the youth's claims that he could help Saji earn Kaichou's affections.
…even if Saji rather suspected it would involve, to some extent, the usage of the new powers Hyoudou had recently unlocked and which, alongside the fallen infestation in Kuoh, were the source of much of Kaichou's recent woes…
"I have," he groused out at last, and Issei's smirk widened.
"Aaaand?"
The promise and the image of Sona's sweet soft thighs wrapped around his head as the girl who held his heart writhed in pleasure above him flashed through Saji's mind for an instant. Tempting his heart once more. Almost causing him to give in.
But he didn't.
"Let go of me," he groused, shrugging his shoulder and throwing Hyoudou's arm off. "The answer is no."
Hyoudou's shoulder shook as he took a step back, the arm joining its twin, crossing in front of the delinquent's chest.
"Fufufu. Is that so?" the teen asked. "I'd advise you to reconsider~"
"Is that a threat?"
Hyoudou shook his head. "Far from it. It's a promise. The offer is still open and will be for some time yet, buuuut, if you continue to hesitate for much longer…" Saji swallowed, feeling a nameless dread welling in his gut. "Than, perhaps…I shall take a stab myself at wooing the beautiful president?" The dread quickly overshadowed by a budding rage. "That's only fair, don't you think—"
"There you are!"
Hyoudou's confident smirk froze and the dual feelings inside Saji fizzled out as they both turned, and there, to Saji's left, coming out from a classroom, the female pervert could be seen, the brown-haired, golden-eyed beauty striding towards them—or rather, towards a frozen Hyoudou. The girl picking up speed with each step.
"In any case, reconsider, bye!" the man said in a squeak and dashed away.
"Stop!" Aika shouted, running past Saji without acknowledging him, her whole focus upon Hyoudou.
And Saji stood there, blinking, and hating himself for the fact that even though he should…he just knew that he'd tell Kaichou nothing about this.
"Shit! Shit! Shit!"
Now yes, it might perhaps be a bit unbecoming for an Uchiha to be running away…
"Hyoudouuuu!"
…but, the nigh delirious voice hot on his heels, a voice filled with nothing but thirst?
That changed matters somewhat. Enough, that given the current 'mission' parameters of not blowing the masquerade wide open just yet, complicated things just enough that Yami suspected. Hoped. That Madara, and yes, even Obito, wouldn't be looking down on him with too much shame or disgust aimed at his fine person.
…Any more than they'd probably be already feeling over Yami's future plans that is. Not that he intended to stop or anything.
Still, rushing outside the school, the grass and the dirt soft under his heels, and with Aika closing in fast on said heels…
Yami stole a few quick glances and to his great delight found the schoolyard to be mostly deserted. His eyes fell on a European styled archaic building surrounded by trees. And Yami's smile grew, for what few laggards were still outside were nowhere near said building.
And given how secluded it was, comparatively to everything else in this gigantic campus?
Flooding his limbs and body with just a touch more chakra—an act that had nothing to do with Aika almost wrapping an arm around his shoulder—enough to give him a bit of a boost, but not enough to reveal him as blatantly superhuman. Yami dashed for the Occult club's door.
"Wait! Mama wants to give you but a hug, fufufu~"
Yeah. Fuck that. I have a good idea what said 'hug' entails and I'm not eager to awaken said beast just yet. Nuh uh.
Limps pumping, legs dashing, and as the door came closer and closer, Yami brought his hands in front and rushed through a couple of handseals, molding his chakra, and holding the 'spell' at the ready, and just before he could slam into the door…
'Poof'
"E-eh?"
And Yami, from his new perch up a nearby tree, watched as a bewildered Aika, tripped over the bundle of sticks Yami had substituted himself with and barged through the Occult club's door.
"There, that takes care of that," he said, shit eating grin in place as he crossed his arms and, squatting amidst the swaying leaves continued to remain in place. Waiting to see whether it would be Rias or Akeno who'd remove his future haremete from the premises…probably after hypnotizing her if she happened into anything she wasn't supposed to see.
At that his smile dimmed some and Yami resisted the urge to ruin his mood by scowling.
Yes, he didn't like it but, it was but temporary and besides, it's not like he couldn't undo whatever the little devils did with his eyes. For nobody else messed with his toys!
And given that he intended to enlighten both Akeno and Rias into the benefits of coming into his…service? To his mind, it all sounded like a convoluted form of bdsm.
No doubt, Akeno will be into that, brr!
He shuddered before focusing back on the parted door, an eager grin of anticipation on his lips.
For depending on who it was that escorted Aika out, whether that be Rias, Akeno, the flattie…or even Kiba? Well, that would merely give him the justification he needed, however thinly veiled, to punish them later down the line and—
Yami didn't have to wait much longer, but contrary to his expectations, the one that escorted a dazed looking Aika out the door wasn't any of his future girls…of future to be girls. But a short cute lolita, with long blonde locks arrayed into twin drill like twintails, a haughty expression on her face that made Yami's dick twitch.
"Hmf! Stay out and be more careful in the future, human. Hmf!" the blonde dressed in a frilly expensive looking pink dress said, and then, after waving an arm pulsing with magic in front of Aika's face again, further increasing his girl's dazed look, promptly turned around with one last huff and sauntered back in, slamming the door closed.
How dare she! I'm the only one who can brainwash people around here!
Watching over Aika for a few moments longer, he considered leaping down to lend a helping hand but, in pretty short order, his future squeeze's dazed look cleared, and with a shake of her head, the girl made her way back towards the main school building and Yami leaped across the trees surrounding the Occult club, approaching the edge of the school and jumping down on the streets outside, made his way towards the church near the town's outskirts.
His mood sour.
A desire to burn off some stress filling every inch of his mind and body.
Before the brat in need of punishment had shown her face and reminder Yami of her existence? Yami had little interest, indeed, he had given little thought to dealing with Ravel and her brother with the voice of a god.
Stupid sexy DIO.
"Oi! Watch it!"
"Hmf! Youth these days!"
Growling and glaring at the peasants daring to mouth off at him, Yami nonetheless ducked inside an alleyway, after he planted a few suggestions to the weaklings that dared mouth of to their better.
Heh! Hope you like your new cravings for shemale midget fart porn, retards!
And jumping, he kicked against a building's wall, rising to the structure's roof with a couple more kicks against said wall and its twin opposite, followed by taking off at a good pace atop said roof, reaching its lip and crossing the chasm leading back to the road below with an easy leap.
The church quickly coming into view after but a few more jumps and a dark grin spread across Yami's face.
Indeed. He had cared little for the DIO sounding motherfucker and his loli of a sister, but now? Granted, he would have dealt with them if they dared to come after his Rias…even if the girl didn't quite know the new state of affairs quite yet, but until then…
Needless to say that went out the window.
For Ravel, and by extension her idiot of a brother, had sped up Yami's timetable quite a bit. And even though he originally had little interest in playing with the fire bird, now, a smile of anticipation split across his lips. For he couldn't help but wonder.
Can I burn a firebird?
Giving a good push, breaking a few of the roof's tiles, Yami jumped, clearing a few dozen meters and, infusing his body with more chakra, landed in a deep crouch in front of the church's doors, keeping his chakra at the ready.
And, still thinking about Ravel, he growled.
"It seems, there is a brat in desperate need of correction…"
The 'correction', being Yami's dick, of course.
Voices and rushing footsteps could be heard from inside and Yami, planting his hands on the double doors, begun pushing.
"Honey~ I'm home~!"
She knew that it was unbecoming of someone like her.
Someone unworthy.
A…a heretic.
And yet, sitting on the steps leading up to the dais near the middle of the church, and coincidentally above the contraption leading down to the hidden basement—something she felt rather curious about, but, if the holy ones proclaimed it needed to be there than far be it for someone as filthy as her to question them. At any rate, Asia, her knees tucked together, her long dress concealing her lower half as it should, she couldn't help but wonder why the church…
Why is everything so dark and gloomy? And why is every faithful that arrives muttering and clad in robes? As for the holy ones…
"Unfair."
"Eep!" she let out a squeak as she glanced to her right and met narrowed blue eyes. "Err, can I help you, holy one?" she asked with an only slightly trembling voice.
Causing the blonde petite angel's eyes to narrow further as the girl leaning towards Asia let out a huff. "Unacceptable! 100% Unacceptable!"
"What is—"
Before she could finish, the blonde dressed in a frilly dark lolita dress raised a hand and with a finger—
"Eek!"
Poked Asia in…in…a place most unbecoming.
"How in Azazel's name is it fair that a fledgling like you has…has…" the incensed blonde pulled back her finger, making Asia sigh in relief.
"Eep!"
Before poking Asia in her left breast instead, flicking her nipple as she did.
"P-please s-stop, holy one…" she mumbled with a flushed pant.
"How is it that even you are bigger than me!" the irate girl cried. Her feelings strong enough to cause her black wings to manifest behind her and flutter once, twice, thrice. And then, Mittelt let out a deranged giggle, raising her other arm, letting go of Asia's breast, pulling the arm back but then, starting to make groping gestures with both arms right after.
Causing Asia to gulp, pale, and, wrapping an arm around her chest, lean back and tremble. Not sure whether in fear or sinful desire as forbidden, if not tantalizing images filed her heretical head.
Is…is this where I'm going to have my first time? B-but that's so sinful and yet…it is the house of the Lord is it not? Asia gulped as she let out a mewling whine, something which only served in making Mittelt's giggles grow and the dance of the angel's fingers to quicken. And, even if fallen. She's still a servant of the Lord, is she not? So that makes it alright, does it not?
"Yes…" the giggling fallen said, her arms closing in, the fingers dancing faster and faster and now but an inch away from Asia's guarding arm and the treasures budding behind. "If I just ravish you, then my own will grow as well, yes! That must be the secret the other two cows utilized! I've figured it out at last! Fufufu~"
Ah. Lord…
But then an arm fell, wrapping around Mittelt's left wrist and making both Asia and the fallen, freeze and turn to the side.
"Raynare-sama did say that she is not to be touched, did she not?" a cultured, and weirdly high pitched voice asked. And Asia blinked as she stared at the smiling visage of Freed, a man, even she had heard a few disquieting rumors about but, now that she had the pleasure of meeting the man, found them to be nothing but the work of the rumor mill and envious people with evil in their hearts. For the troubled man remained a loyal servant of the Lord as Asia could attest to. Having heard him pray to said Lord in private when he no doubt thought nobody else was around and, despite not having to, in the brief time they'd known one another, Freed had been nothing but courteous and helpful to her. Even going as far as to…chastise some of the other zealous members of their group.
And yet, curiously, few others seemed to share her opinion, aside from lady Raynare herself.
"Agh! Let go of me!" Mittelt said with a shudder, distaste etched on her face as she yanked her hand free, rubbing it clean with its twin and spinning about. "You filthy pervert."
T-that's harsh! Freed-san is perfectly courteous and even if…different, the Lord accepts all even when the church doesn't!
"I don't know what she sees in you…" the holy one muttered, starting to step away, towards the center of the church and towards the other two holy one's present. That is, lady Kalawarner and Sir Dohnaseek.
That is, present upstairs. For within the basement's bowels, lady Raynare resided. Busy with something.
And then, everyone around her tensed, making Asia blink.
"Ara?"
But nobody bothered to give her an answer, as the holy ones sprouted their wings, lightspears springing into existence in between grasping palms and the various faithful garbed in robes sprung to their feet, many of them retrieving cylinders from within their garments which hummed to white life.
"Ahh~ He's here…" Freed whispered, still by her side.
"Eh? Freed-san?"
But she received no answer from the, frankly, somewhat disturbingly smiling man garbed in a skirt who…
Is he…is he rubbing his thighs? Asia's cheeks burned but before she could say something, anything. The floor below her shook and rumbled.
"Eep!"
The dais began to move backwards, revealing the stairs below as the doors to the church sprang inwards, a thin but rapidly ray of light accompanying the act.
"Honey~ I'm home~!"
For those of you that thought, and hoped, you could get rid of me that easily...I bring grave news. You'll (as soon as I can be arsed to do so) be able to find my works on AO3 as well for I've made an account there bitches! Now my work will live on forever, staining the internet like an ever growing blight of undeath, polluting and infecting nearby shit with necromantic energy till the heat death of the universe mwahahaha!
...err, as soon as I start uploading the story there that is.
Soon.