"Sona's Chance"
A Highschool DxD fanfiction written by Christopher'Zazel
Chapter 5 "The Depth of a Bad Memory"
Scene (Sona's Dorm Room)
Finally getting out of the bathroom, Issei found himself wearing the pink nightgown with a very large blush plastered to his face. Both Sona and Tsubaki were at their bunk-style beds as they looked to be in conversation, this stopped once Issei was visible.
Sona, (who was laying on the top bed), leaned over while looking at Issei. She was doing the best she could not to say something out loud as this scene was beyond cute to her. Issei looked very vulnerable in her opinion and it was turning her on a bit, though she would refuse her instincts as to maintain the nobility of the Sitri house, which first took priority. So, the devil heiress allowed herself the smallest of grins but only for a moment.
Tsubaki, (laying on the bottom and level bed), was also turned toward Issei. Her stoic features remained the same however. Without changing her demeanor, Tsubaki pointed up with her index finger, (toward Sona's bed), for a moment, afterwards she then pointed toward an empty part of her own bed.
At that, Sona's face began to uncontrollably blush. Meanwhile, Issei was standing where he was, next to the bathroom entrance, he looked absolutely terrified. Is this what Serafall meant by him being in good hands?
Issei nervously looked around this sparse dorm room. Then, to his relief, he spotted a small love-seat which was next to a small living-room space. Issei then pointed toward the piece of furniture. "You know, I can't help but wonder if the two of you are messing with me, but, if it's all the same, I could just crash right there and be totally fine. In fact, I really shouldn't be here in the first place."
Issei then walked toward the love-seat while finding it awkward to move in his female clothing. "If Rias found out, well, I guess, when she finds out, it's going to be an absolute shit storm. I mean, your sister already, oh man, this sucks."
Both Sona and Tsubaki sat up from their positions and simply listened.
After sitting down onto the couch, Issei throws both of his hands over his head in a panic. "This really sucks. As embarrassing as this whole thing is, I just feel humiliated. Wait a minute…"
Issei glanced over at both Sona and then Tsubaki. Lifting an eyebrow, Issei asked what was now on his mind. "You guys both know about what happened, earlier in the ORC, don't you? You heard what I said? What Rias said?"
Both girls nodded without hesitation. Issei stopped looking toward the two and chose a spot on the ceiling to stare at. This was so humiliating for him. Not only did he confess to someone far out of his league, only to be rejected, no, he also did this while making a fool out of himself in front of his peerage, his friends. Then a leader of the underworld shows up and takes pity on him. She then pawns him off onto her sister who is yet another person, far out of his league. Only to disrupt her daily life. Now here he was, about to break down again, in front of the student council president, while wearing a pink nightgown. It couldn't possibly get any worse, Issei thought.
Sona slowly got down from her bed and proceeded toward Issei. Tsubaki raises an eyebrow. Issei, who was still looking up at the ceiling, was very deep in thought with visions of doom. As closer proximity, Sona was able to see the depressed teen's warm and brown eyes begin to water up. He also looked to be slightly shaking. Sona looked back at a now concerned looking Tsubaki.
Tsubaki then cleared her throat while laying back completely down in her bed. "Hyoudou, it's fine. You can always stay here whenever you like. I am sure the President is in full agreement."
As Issei turned to look toward the beds, he was surprised to see Sona's eyes looking directly back at him. She wasn't wearing her glasses which made her look different yet equally beautiful in Issei's opinion.
At first Issei was dumbstruck but the feeling of a single tear, sliding down his cheek instantly made him aware of his situation. Reaching with his hand to wipe his face, his arm was caught by Sona's warm and soft hand. Shocked, Issei didn't move as Sona slowly moved closer. The expression on her face was very serious as her violet eyes seemed to pierce into the male teen's soul.
Sona then spoke very softly without moving her gaze from Issei's wide and shocked eyes. "What she said to you, after everything you sacrificed, I can't forgive that, Hyoudou. You deserve better and I can't believe I am saying this but, Issei…"
Tsubaki now rolls over on her side facing the opposite of where Issei and Sona were. Pulling the sheets over her head, the vice president of the student council begins to blush and smile like a little girl the night before her birthday party.
Sona then stretched her neck slightly so that her lips were inches from Issei's left ear. Closing her eyes, she speaks very quietly. "I want you to know that you can depend on me from now on. If you don't mind somebody like me, that is."
Issei pulled back from Sona while looking back at her with what could only be described as fear along with confusion. "Wait, what? Are you saying?"
Sona then cleared her throat and proceeded to stare at an area of the ceiling this time. "I mean, if you need friends, you know, erm, people you can count on, you know, for support. Yeah, that's it. Don't get the wrong idea, Hyoudou." Sona now began to blush heavily while refusing to look toward Issei.
Tsubaki now facepalmed underneath the covers of her bed. Issei was once again, dumbstruck, however before he could process anything, Issei's hand, (which was still being held by Sona), was now being pulled. Standing from his position, a silent Sona walked the confused teen toward the bunk beds.
Realizing what was happening, Issei protested. "Wait, President, I thought we agreed that I can sleep over there?"
Without looking behind her as she continued to pull Issei along, Sona replied in a strict tone. "You will sleep where I can keep an eye on you. After all, we don't know what kinds of perverted things you will try doing if left to your own devices."
Tsubaki was now blushing and smiling again. "Oh, president, you go, girl! Fight those Tsundere instincts of yours!"
Being prodded like a farm animal, Sona was literally pushing Issei up the 3-step ladder toward the top-bunk as the teen continued to protest in failure. "Move it, Hyoudou! Don't argue with me or else!"
Scene (Underworld)
"Sirzechs Sama!" In a large and victorian style mansion, we see a tall and red-haired man who looks very similar to another redheaded devil we are familiar with. Instantly, the man clad in heavy shoulder armor and cape was tackled into a tight and powerful hug by none other than Serafall. She was still wearing her magical girl attire while smiling brightly. Meanwhile, a beautiful and silver headed woman with gray eyes was standing next to Sirzechs, she was wearing what looked to be a maid-cosplay costume. It was very tight and hugged her very generous figure. She was watching the interaction between Serafall and Sirzechs while showing little emotion.
Watching Sirzechs struggling while smiling nervously, Grayfia chose to speak up as she closed her eyes in a graceful manner. "Aww, good evening, Serafall Sama. Please, what brings you to the Gremory manner at this hour?"
Serafall looked at Grayfia all of the sudden. Pushing Sirzechs away from her, Serafall proceeded to tackle the maid into one of her signature bone-crushing hugs. "Grayfia Chan! I've missed you so much!" Serafall then made it a point to lean her head into Grayfia's cleavage. "Oh, how soft you always are, Sirzechs is a lucky man!"
Grayfia now had a flustered and embarrassed look on her pale face. Small blush marks were forming on each of her cheeks as she looked to be struggling. "Oh, dear, Serafall Sama, this is not appropriate."
Sirzechs was now watching the scene play out as he rubbed the back of his sore neck. He had a warm yet exhausted smile to his face. "Serafall, good evening, like what my wife asked, what brings you here this evening?"
Serafall turned her face toward Sirzechs, (still while hugging a struggling Grayfia), her smile then turned into a frown. "Ria-tan has been mean to my Sona's Issei Kun!"
Sirzechs smile also turns into a frown as he sits down in his large chair. "What do you mean, Serafall?"
Scene (Sona's Dorm Room)
Sleeping back against back, we can see both Sona and Issei, taking up the entire space of the twin bed. They both seemed to be deep into unconsciousness as we can hear slight snoring coming from the bottom bunk, from Tsubaki. We then pan back toward Issei and start to focus on him directly.
Slightly, Issei begins to stir a bit, (not enough to roll around but enough to be noticeable). Issei's mouth then opens and a very quiet word escapes his sleeping lips. "Ra Raynare.."
Sona slowly opens her eyes as Issei continues to repeat this word, in between noncomprehensive mumbling. Reaching for her glasses, Sona then proceeds to roll over. She is looking over Issei's shoulder as he continues to stir. Deciding that waking him might be the best idea, the Sitri devil remembered Issei's sacred gear and more so, D'Draig.
Sona carefully pulled back the sheets and slowly pulled Issei's right arm from his side. Bringing said hand close to her head, Sona speaks in a soft voice. "Red Dragon Emperor, are you there?"
Issei's arm begins to glow in a mix of crimson and emerald. In D'draig's quiet voice, he replies. "Sona Sitri, what can I do for you?"
Sona looks back at Issei's sleeping face, (which was now contorted into a stressed and terrified expression). "Thank you for speaking with me. I have to ask. Is Hyoudou, erm, is Issei alright? And who is this "Raynare" he keeps repeating to himself?"
At first, Issei's arm didn't respond. After a minute went by, Sona started to lose patience. "D'draig, are you there? Did you hear me?"
Then instantly, the arm began to glow once again. "To answer your first question, I really don't know to be honest. But I can tell you that it has to do with your second question. Who is Raynare you ask? She is the fallen angel that ruthlessly toyed and eventually killed my host. So, now that you mention it, no, Issei is not alright and he hasn't been since that ordeal. Though I find it odd as you are the first to have asked."
Sona's jaw dropped as she continued to look at the violently sleeping teen. She then straightened her glasses and asked another question. "You said this fallen scum toyed with him? How so?"
Issei's arm glowed and flickered a few times before a response was made. "She pretended to be interested in him and proceeded to get him to go on a romantic date with her. She played my partner like a fine tuned instrument. Then, if that wasn't bad enough, she asked him to die for her before plunging multiple light spears into his body, only to leave him to bleed to death as she mocked him before making her exit."
Although Sona retained her stoic features, tears started to free fall from the violet eyes of the Sitri Heiress. "And what happened to, to that, that bitch?"
D'draig instantly replied. "Rias ended up taking Raynare's life as Issei was unable to, in the end that is."
Sona, (who was now uncontrollably crying as she continued to watch Issei struggle in his sleep), did the best she could to reply without completely breaking down. "And you just told me that I am the only one that has asked about this? How is that possible? Look at him."
Issei's arm then went silent for the rest of the evening. Sona was at a loss for words. Unknown to Sona, Tsubaki was laying under her covers with her eyes wide open. She also looked to be crying as well.
