Here's the second chapter of the smut version, It is not 100% smut but its more perverted than before and stuff I guess. Same warnings along with spelling errors that I don't care to fix at the moment.

Kept some stuff added some stuff and here's the new chapter.


"So what about her? She has a nice ass and good hips. Her breasts aren't too bad either."

"Who?"

"That one right there with the purple hair," Issei said, pointing at a woman with long purple hair as she walked along the sidewalk with two friends by her side. Causing Ichigo to look up from his phone that he was going through, looking for any part-time gigs or offerings to earn some more Yen. The Funtom chocolate that he was eating for lunch was in his other hand as he took a bite out of it. His sweet tooth was satisfied for the time being.

"No," Ichigo responded as he finished the chocolate, crushing the wrapper in his hand. His eyes were drawn to the clipboard that Issei was holding. His friends pen-dotted down notes and information as he was asked various questions. "Don't tell me you're recording all of this."

"Yep, taking notes about preferences and the data you are giving me is crucial for building a harem. It's no easy task. It requires years of dedication, hard work, and study of the ancient arts of lovemaking."

Ichigo blinked as both he and Gudako stood on either side of Issei. One of them enjoying the other's personal hell on earth and laughing into her hand as the victim stared in remorse at his decision to go along with it. "So tits or ass, Ichigo? Both have their benefits and cons."

"Trust me, he's an ass guy," Gudako said as she butted in. Knowing that Ichigo liked both, she knew what he did with her brother, making her answer the latter for him. Plus, she couldn't help but mess with Ichigo.

Ichigo blankly stared at the sky as he thought about Issei's crusade to take notes and find out everything about his taste in women. His friend's religious fever to the opposite sex and gaining a harem almost made him respect him a tiny bit more. "You know you would have better grades if you studied as hard as you did to find a girl for your so-called harem."

"Grades are temporary, and harems are eternal," Issei responded to his comment, the pen in his hand scribbling down more notes. His brown eyes furrowed in thought as he placed the pen against his cheek.

"Truer words have never been spoken, Issei!" Gudako agreed, patting his back, happy that he didn't take his eyes off the prize of a harem. "Any more questions for our dear strawberry?"

"Yeah, plenty more. Have you ever kissed anyone?"

"Nope," Ichigo responded fast after hearing that. If someone bought his time, one of the two lines he had in the sand was no kissing allowed. He didn't want to catch feelings for the person he was with, and he didn't want them to catch any feelings for him. They were just mutually satisfied parties that needed a release.

"Really? I have. I can't believe I kissed someone before you, Ichigo. With the number of people you know and have seen you with, it seems like it would have happened already," Gudako said, not surprised by his answer but playing along for Issei. "Not that popular after all, it seems."

"Was it your brother that you kissed," Ichigo jokingly said, knowing how weird the two of them were even though they weren't blood-related. It didn't bother him that they were like that, but it was strange if he had to say so himself that they were so close to one another. Maybe he was jealous of them. Seeing as he never had a sibling in the first place to care for.

"Really Ichigo? I could swear I saw you making out with his ass as you ate him out a couple of nights ago before fucking him the same night all night long," Gudako shot in turn, sticking her tongue out as Issei turned away from her to look at him. The woman was still a little pissed that even though they both paid for him, he gave more attention to her brother. Did Ichigo make up for it after the fact? Yeah, but she was allowed to be a little pissed still.

Issei looked at Ichigo, expecting some clever rhetoric to shoot back at her, but he only glared at Gudako. "Is it true, Ichigo, you went down the boy's love route? Why would you betray your own brethren? You guys are on the same team! Friendly fire isn't allowed!"

"The hell are you saying Issei?" Ichigo said as he listened to his friend ramble about betrayal. Gudako was holding her sides from how bad she was laughing.

"So it's not true, good," Issei said, earning a confused look from Ichigo before the orange-haired teen shook his head in confusion. "Moving on, so your kissless, virgin, single, and an ass guy. So that really doesn't help our chances of finding you a harem buddy."

"Issei, shut up, please."

"Gudako, what about Mash? Do you think she would take pity on Ichigo and join his harem?" Issei asked, ignoring Ichigo and turning his attention to Gudako, who was rubbing her chin in thought. "She has a nice ass and rack, so best of both worlds for Ichigo. Plus, her personality is awesome, too."

"I could time share her, but I don't want to though; she's my little Mash after all," Gudako said, her eyes widening as fake tears appeared, making it seem like it was the most painful thing in the world if Mash was with Ichigo instead of her.

"Where is Mash anyway, Gudako? She was here earlier, but she left suddenly, it seems. Any clue why?" Issei asked, wondering where the iliac-haired girl was, always seen with Gudako or by her brother's side when they were at school.

"Oh, she had to go take care of stuff at home with Ritsuka being sick, and some trouble at work had to be handled, too," Gudako answered as she leaned against the railing on the roof, looking up at the sky. "By the way, Ichigo, the place we work at is hiring people if you're interested. So you don't have to sell yourself anymore to strangers."

Ichigo caught the double meaning of what she said before shaking his as he declined her offer to go for an interview. His work wasn't the best, but he didn't have to deal with scheduling and other problems working a real job would pose to him. "Nah, I'm good."

"Come on, Ichigo, just think of the babes you could find the place, and all four of us working together? Seems like a dream come true, doesn't it?" Gudako reasoned, trying to break her way into Ichigo's garden that he had built, wanting her friend to accept the offer.

"How much money are we talking about here?" Issei asked, inserting himself into their conversation, curious about how much his friend would be getting paid, knowing that he could try and beg Ichigo for porno mags and premium videos if Gudako didn't send him the videos that she found online for him.

"Let's just say Issei. Ichigo could buy you a lot of dirty magazines if he wanted to," Gudako answered, seeing Issei's eyes light up in excitement.

"Come on, Ichigo, accept her offer. Think of all the porn I could have!" Issei yelled at Ichigo, trying to get him to see the light. "You need this job to fund the campaign for a harem."

Ichigo felt a sweatdrop go down his brow as Issei shook him, the brown-haired teen trying to compel him to go. "Issei, stop yelling in my ear. I can hear you just fine when you talk."

"You don't understand, Ichigo, the price of porn is rising. I can't keep buying it all, I need help."

"I don't think that's the type of help you need," Ichigo responded as he looked at the crying boy. "Can we just get back on the topic at hand? You were talking about harem candidates, right? So, who's someone you would want in yours?" Ichigo asked, moving the conversation away from his job.

"Oh, me? Well," Issei said, peering over the railing a hand above his eyes as he looked back and forth among the crowd of students. "There she is! Her that woman right there!"

"The redhead?"

"Yeah, her name is Rias Gremory. She's what some would call the number one female in all of Kuoh Academy! Isn't she beautiful? Red hair as red as blood."

"A little morbid but okay," Ichigo said, looking at where he pointed, not really getting a good look at the female before making a claim to mess with Issei in turn for what he was causing him. "Fine, I want her in my harem. Shouldn't have any issues there right Issei?"

"There's not a problem with that? Are you kidding me? You're trying to steal my harem candidates, you thief!" Issei yelled as he poked Ichigo's chest repeatedly. Issei was fuming as he explained how stealing someone's harem was terrible karma for someone. Along with how the gods would frown upon it. "I thought we were friends, Ichigo. Friends don't steal other friends' harem members. Why not just take Gudako instead she's right there for you. She might not be as good as Rias but-"

Both of them stopped what they were doing as they felt a shiver run up their spines at what Issei said. The brown-haired teen slowly turned around to look at Gudako who glared at him. Her ice-cold eyes pierced his very being as her complete attention turned to him. The boy felt like he was staring down into a dark abyss as he gulped down the breath he was holding. Unknowingly angering Gudako somehow with his comment. "What did you mean by that, Issei-kun? Am I just a piece of meat on the side? Am I not good enough to be the main course? What does Rias have that I don't have?"

"I-I-I-" Issei stuttered as Ichigo moved him out of the way, reaching over and grabbing her shoulder and whispering something into her ear as her face went red. Issei saw the interaction as strange, not having seen her face as red as that before.

"That isn't you can't just say that!"

"Issei apologize to Gudako and try to explain what you meant without pissing her off, please?" Ichigo asked as he stayed in between the two of them.

"Yeah, your beautiful and all, have a nice rack and ass likely even better than Mash's"

"You bet I do," Gudako said, returning to her old self grinning like a fool with that compliment she got. "But maybe if you actually ever do start a harem Issei and you learn to be better, I'll show you how much better I am than that she-devil."

"She's not a devil she's an angel!" Issei yelled as he clasped his hands together and looked up from the sky. "The prettiest one of them all."

"Huh, sure," Gudako said, shaking her head in disagreement, her phone vibrating as she got a text from someone, Ichigo and Issei looked down at it in curiosity. "Just don't trust her is all Issei. I have to go something important came up."

"But why? She's pretty," Issei said, watching Gukado turn Ichigo around to face her. Ichigo jumped a little along with his head twitched from something. "She can't be all bad."

"Just trust me, Issei, just cause someone's pretty doesn't mean that they're a good person," Gudako said as she ran off, skipping away towards the door, kicking it open as she ran down the stairs. Two screams echoed from the area she was just in.

"You okay, Ichigo, and what did she mean by that?"

Ichigo was still stunned by what she did, his blood running south after the woman decided to tease him out in public as she groped him, fondling his junk before leaving and pressing her work's business card into his pocket. His dick slowly grew as his blood started rushing south, not understanding it was just a tease. "No clue, and I wouldn't worry about it I guess she's a little weird sometimes. Maybe she doesn't want you to get work from being rejected from your number one candidate for your harem?"

"Yeah, weird, I guess."

"What the hell did you two say or do to Gudako!"

"My balls, my god damn balls!"

"Yo, Baldy, and Foureyes," Ichigo said, waving his hand lazily towards Issei's friends. Issei turned his attention to his other perverted friends, Matsuda and Motohama. Wondered why they were hobbling towards them as they held onto their junk. "What happened to you guys?"

"What happened to us?" Motohama yelled, slowly sitting down as tears ran down his face as he cried. Matsuda sat beside him, trying his hardest not to cry alongside him. "Gudako happened to us, you stupid man whore!"

"Huh, Ichigo isn't a man whore just cause he sells his body for physical activity from the clubs doesn't mean he's whoring himself out for some quick Yen," Issei said, knowing how hard Ichigo worked on his public image at Kuoh. Oddly enough, he didn't feel any ire from him, just confusion from the three. He was growing up, it seemed, trying to mature for the harem he sought after. It almost brought a tear to his eye.

"What!" They both yelled at Issei, not allowing Ichigo to explain the situation to them at all, even though he was about to explain.

"Yeah, he told me earlier that he wanted to learn the secrets of the harem, so as his sensei, I'm taking him under my wing," Issei said with pride in his eyes. His hand patted Ichigo's back like a proud father would to his son after hitting a home run. Something he wished his dad had done for him. "He's also breaking the sacred rule of never going for someone's pick by claiming he wants to go after Rias."

Ichigo watched as Issei kneeled next to the rest of the perverted trio, tears in all their eyes as they cried simultaneously. The confusion he felt grew more with each passing second by the display in front of him. "If it's true, we got to change our name to the perverted quartet! I don't want to change our name 'cause that man whoring bastard decided to start a harem!"

Ichigo rubbed at his face in exhaustion from the display, wondering if Issei would be upset if he decided to kick Motohama in the balls, but stopped himself knowing that Issei would disapprove of the action.

"Ichigo."

"Huh?"

"Come here, please," Matsuda said, his voice quiet as both Issei and Motohama looked at him. He had a pained look in his eyes as he gripped Ichigo's sleeve when he got close enough and pulled him closer. "I need you to do me a favor."

"What is it?" Ichigo asked as he knelt down next to Matsuda, the bald pervert's seriousness surprising him into doing what was asked of him.

"I need you to carry on the lolicon dream of mine."

The scream that was let out pierced the heavens as everyone below looked up to see what had happened before another scream rivaled it. All the males muttered a quick prayer for whoever just fell, already knowing the cry of pain that echoed through the school.

"Okay, I'm done now, I'll meet you back at class Issei," Ichigo stated as he walked away from the crying males, Issei looking up at him like he just kicked a sick dog. "He had it coming."

"Ichigo, where are you going?" Issei yelled at him as he walked away from the brown-haired teen and his perverted comrades. "Was it his last request? Be a man and fulfill! Carry on his dreams!"

Ichigo ignored his friend's pleas as he opened the door to the stairway, closing it behind him as he made his way halfway down, patting his pockets to find the card that Gudako gave him. The pants he was wearing feeling ten times tighter now his dick hardened. Muttering a curse under his breath.

"Ichigo Kurosaki?"

"Yeah, what?" He asked, looking over to the owner of the voice. Looking down at the short teen next to him, the student rivaling Gudako in height maybe before he blinked in surprise at his hair color and outfit. His spikey blue hair and blue eyes were something he didn't see often. Even the outfit he wore was different from his Kuoh Academy uniform. Instead of a blazer, he wore a dark green vest with a white shirt and a purple tie. Which meant he had to be a part of a club that had significant pull in the facility to allow them to alter the uniform in such a manner. His eyes tried taking in the rest of his outfit, barely able to as they averted at his black and white striped pants, the colors messing with his vision like they were an optical allusion. "You are?"

"Oh, Manabu Soutouin," He said, reaching out his hand to give a handshake to Ichigo, his brown eyes looking at the appendage before taking it, wondering what the short classmate of his wanted from him. It was very often someone came up to him, which meant he had to know about services to clubs or the extra stuff he could provide that he kept on the down low.

"Okay, so what do want with me, Manabu?" Ichigo asked, wanting to get this meeting over with how strange it felt like some sort of sixth sense was telling him to leave. "And what year are you?"

"First year," Manabu answered, holding his chin as he looked at him. Something wasn't sitting well with him as the teen looked at him. It felt like he was being studied. "Well, your contract with the soccer club is over, right?"

"Yep, why? Do you have a job for me?" Ichigo asked, trying to follow Manabu as he walked around him. "And why should I help you?" He added on hoping it would deter him from pushing the idea of hiring him.

"I need your help cleaning my clubroom since most members are out of town and the only other member in town is busy too. I also need your help cleaning the old gambling club room since the janitors think it's haunted. Why should you help me? I pay well," Manabu reasoned, walking closer till he was standing on the same step as him. The teen standing on his tippy toes, trying to match heights. "I don't plan on buying your body if that's what you're worried about."

"Wait, what? How do you know about that?" Ichigo asked, surprised by the statement knowing the only way for him to hear about it was from someone who already bought him for a time. Manabu made a motion over his lips in a zipping motion telling him his lips were sealed.

"So, will you help me out with cleaning the clubrooms?"

"Fine, what are the terms," Ichigo answered, knowing that he could tell someone about his activities if he wasn't careful. "And how much are we exactly talking about in payment?"

"About-"

Ichigo watched as the blue-haired teen fell backward, the tiptoeing on his feet likely the cause. He watched as Manabu tried to grab something to stop his fall before realizing that he wasn't able to. He wondered what made him act, though Issei would have jokingly said he was just living up to what his name meant.

Grabbing Manabu, he shoved the shorter teen against his chest as they both fell, Ichigo's arms wrapping around his head and shoulders to try and keep the fall from hurting him to much. Feeling the first impact, he winced before they started to roll down the stairs, his mind on its singular track to protect the person in his arms till they stopped.

"You okay?" Ichigo asked as he pushed himself up, surprised that the fall was less painful than he thought it would be. He hoped that Manabu wouldn't notice his problem, but that was the least of his worries it felt like.

"Yeah," Manabu said his face red as he felt something inside of Ichigo's pants. "I can see why they hire you now Ichigo."

Ichigo's face also turned red in embarrassment as Manabu pointed out why got hired by people. The teen accidentally grinded up against him as he pushed himself up, in a straddling position to get a better bearing of his situation.

"Mind getting off of me so I can get up?" Ichigo asked, looking at Manabu, who realized their compromised position before a voice rang out from above.

"Quick, take a picture ruin his reputation fast!"

Ichigo looked up in horror at the lolicon who yelled that. The baldy grinned next to Motohama, who matched his friend's face and had his phone out. The light from the camera blinded him for a second. "Post it online before he gets up here, Matsuda!"

Ichigo looked at Manabu, who rolled off him and stood to his feet, his hand reaching out to Ichigo to take, which he did. The teen muttered a soft sorry that Ichigo brushed off as he sprinted up the stairs towards the duo as they panicked about what to do.

"It's uploading. I need time, Matsuda!"

"Hand it over, and no one gets hurt, Motohama."

"You already hurt us, and it's time for payback! Issei, take one for the team!"

"Traitor!" Issei yelled as Matsuda shoved him towards Ichigo, the orange-haired teen surprised by Matsuda's action. Knowing Ichigo had to choose between helping his friend or saving his public image at Kuoh.

To their horror, it had the opposite effect as Ichigo grabbed Issei and threw him on his shoulder, the weight not slowing him down as he forced his way up the stairs faster than before. Anger in his eyes at what they tried doing to his friend and to his reputation.

"Goodbye, Motohama."

Matsuda gasped as he saw the devil appear next to Motohama, his comrade's face turning as white as fresh snow as Ichigo's foot lifted him off the ground a couple of inches. The grunting of the devil made him scream before a blue blur grabbed the phone out of his hand, surprising the three teens.

"That sucks," The person said, turning towards Ichigo, who groaned in annoyance. Ichigo placed Issei down before he turned to Manabu. "Didn't make it in time."

"We won Kurosaki! Your name is ruined for all for the rest of the time no one will not know what you did today!" Matsuda said as he heard that, not remembering if he pressed the post button on accident or not when his phone got taken from him. His face turned white as he gasped for air to scream.

"Do you have to aim for the balls every time?" Issei asked him as he looked at Matsuda and Motohama, the two of them pale and barely clinging to their lives from what happened to them. Ichigo and Gudako, oddly enough, had something in common other than their hair.

"For those two, yes," Ichigo answered dryly before turning to Manabu. Rubbing the back of his sheepishly. "So this job, what needs to be done exactly other than the cleaning?"

"Job? I thought you were hitting on him," Issei interjected before Ichigo tapped his head lightly in annoyance. "That position you two were in."

"Can you stop being perverted for ten minutes, Issei? Manabu fell down the stairs, and I caught him just like I caught you when you got pushed by Motohama. Though we kinda fell down the stairs when I caught him," Ichigo answered truthfully. "Once Gudako sees that she isn't isn't going to let me live in peace anymore."

"Well, today is Thursday, so how about you clean the room in like three days for fifty thousand yen?"

Both Ichigo and Issei froze when Manadu said the brown-haired teen was already running over to shake Mandau's hand. "He accepts. If you need anything else, just ask, and he'll do it. If you need him to get on his knees like a dog and bark he'll do it! "

"Cool," Manadu said, giving a thumbs up to Issei, who returned it. His hand wiped out a card to throw to Ichigo, who caught it, looking down at it to see a phone number on it and a room number. "Ichigo, call that number when you show up, and I'll show you the cleaning supplies that you can use. I got to get back to class now, though."

Issei and Ichigo watched as Manadu left the four of them there. Ichigo turned to look at Issei, who started to whistle innocently.

"I didn't accept it, though."

"It's fifty thousand yen, Ichigo. Think of all the pornos you can buy me with that."

"Yay," Ichigo said sarcastically, wondering what Manadu truly wanted as he made his way down the stairs leaving Issei to handle Motohama and Matsuda.


Anyway hoped you enjoyed chapter 2 of the rewrite smut version. Chapter 3 might be a little challenging to mess with now.

Saber from Fate/Samurai is nice.