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Drake was standing in a room. As he looked at his surroundings, a pipe piano was suddenly played somewhere. Starting him at first, Drake's brain began working and by the tone of the instrument he believed he was in a chapel of some kind.
"Damn it!" A familiar voice said from the seats. "There ain't no way that he's getting married, bro!"
"It has to be a mistake! A trick! A conspiracy!" Exclaimed another familiar voice.
"This is so unfair!" That voice he knew oh too well.
Looking to in the direction of the voices, Drake was surprised to find one Matsuda, one Motomama and one Issei standing while bawling their eyes out enviously. The strangest thing was that they were wearing tuxedos.
"What the hell is going on with you three?" Under normal circumstances, Drake coulkd barely tolerate the presence of Issei's two equally perverted friends, as Issei had earned a bit of the Son of Sparda's respect but he was still hopless sometimes. However, since he didn't have a damn clue about where he was, he was curious on these three being here.
"Even though you've always beat our asses," Matsuda said in between tears, "we wanted to support your wedding day!"
Those last two words left Drake stunned and shocked. "W-W-Wedding?!" He shouted with an astonished expression. "How is this my wedding—THE FUCK?!" When he tilted his head down just slightly, Drake yelled in surprise after finding a white tuxedo on him.
"The fuck is going on?!" Drake shouted, bewildered. "Oi! I want to get married one day. but maybe when I'm in my twenties not when I'm seventeen for God's sake!"
"It's time for us to be one, Drake." A familiar voice came from his side.
A small gasp escaped Drake's lip as he froze in place. 'That couldn't be.' There was no denying it. Turning his head to the right, all the air in his lungs was taken. Standing there as he expected was Rias Gremory. The beautiful redhead Devil was wearing an equally beautiful wedding dress that didn't shy away from fitting perfectly on her vixen figure and show a descent amount of her cleavage.
"Rias!" Some girl from behind the two squealed. "You look so gorgeous!"
"Redgrave is so handsome in that outfit." Another girl said. "You're so lucky, Rias."
That was more than enough to convince Drake that it was her. He and Rias were getting married.
'But wait.' Drake asked in his head as the priest started the wedding vows. He puts on a fake smile and stands straight, thinking it was best to play along. 'When did all this happen? I mean, Rias and I have a good relationship with each other, and yeah I'm totally in love with her. But we're just friends right now, right?' He looked at her sideways without turning his head. She faced the priest with a smile that had wasn't of pride. Intend, it carried an excited and loving feeling. 'I know you're telling me something, dear. But is it this? Is this really it? Is this really what I want?'
"You may now kiss the bride." The priest said, snapping Drake out of his thoughts.
Rias turned her body towards him and approach him. Drake looked nervous as she closed her eyes pucker her lips. However, he pushed aside his insecurity. Yes, this was what he wanted. He took a step forward unit their bodies with an inch from touching each other. Drake then raised his hands and placed them on her cheeks, before moving his own lips to hers.
Their first kiss was only a millimeter away until…
Everything began to shake.
"Huh?" Drake pulled back from Rias and looked around, but everything started crumbling. The guests disappeared, the chapel started falling apart. Drake held Rias close to him as he looked around the darkness before he heard a dark, demonic laughter and looked up...
Only to see a Triple-Eyed avatar arcing with energy. And then a dark, demonic voice followed.
"You and everything you love shall be destroyed, son of Sparda..."
"GAH!" Drake sat up in his bed, wide awake, his body sweating and his eyes wide. Shadow, who was laying at the bottom of the bed, shot his head up, growling as if thinking something threatened his master. Panting so fast and loud, Drake's heart rate jumped tremendously. His vision was blurry a bit before he was able to see clearly that she was in his own room and in his bedroom. The feelings drained from him slowly returned to him, able to regain his own thoughts and emotions.
That dream felt so real. So real in fact that Drake felt... fear. He never was afraid of much. He did feel fear for a few things, but whenever he was scared he always kept himself composed and hid the fear quite well, because he needed to be strong. for years, showing fear made him feel weak at first, that he shouldn't still feel fear after the day his mother was killed. But no matter what he told himself, he could still feel that familiar feeling of fear.
But this dream... it caused his fear to increased ten times more than the fear he felt on the day of his mother's death.
'What was that at the end?' Drake thought with a frown, seeing the triple-eyed thing in his mind before he banished it. And then that voice...
"You and everything you love shall be destroyed, son of Sparda..."
He could still hear it. Who was that? What was that? What did it want with him?
Unable to sleep after that, He gets out of bed and made his way to the bathroom, turning the light on after being quiet so as to not wake Raynare and Kalawarner from down the hall. He turned the tap on and cupped it, before bending down and splashing the water on his face. He looked up and stared at his reflection in the mirror, water dripping down his face. He stood there, still confused, bewildered and even terrified after the dream he had.
A growl from Shadow brought his attention to the present and he looked to see his Familiar nuzzling his leg, trying to reassure him and see if he's alright.
"Just a nightmare, boy." He muttered, giving him a scratch on the head while turning the tap off and then the bathroom light before going back to his bedroom. "It was just a nightmare."
But even he did not believe his own words...
The next day came and the students were back in school. It was around the middle of the day when Drake exited of the bathroom with his hands rubbing his wet face. He was tired most of the day, constantly yawning, dozing off, and losing focus. In the end Ms. Keane told him it was best to go splash some water on his face. At first he said it was fine, but she was able to 'convince' him otherwise—with a scary sweet smile that could rival Akeno's.
'Maybe I've just gotten so used to having Rias beside me that it feels different to sleep alone again. I'm sure I'll feel better soon.' Drake thought with a nod at his reasoning.
"Hello Drake."
Drake looked behind himself and found the previously mentioned Akeno standing there was a sweet smile. "Oh. Hi Akeno," he greeted after turning around to face her with a small smile. "What's happening?"
"It's all normal for me." She shrugged, before her look turned to a concerned expression. "I've been noticing you're not getting a lot of sleep, though."
Blinking at being caught and obvious, he sighed. "Is it that obvious?" Before he could say anything else, he was surprised when Akeno placed her hands on his shoulders and gently pushed and pinned him against the wall. With a seductive smile, she pressed her big mounds against his strong chest and lifted up her left leg to rub up the side of his right leg.
"You don't have to be alone at night." She spoke in a soft whisper to him, and he found himself staring into those gorgeous violet eyes, feeling a familiar feeling of desire he only felt with Rias this close to him. Placing a hand on his cheek, Akeno rubbed it lightly. "Rias, she's… She's had a lot on her mind lately. Thing's that will affect all of us. She's even told me of how lovely it was to be in your arms. How all those worries and bad thoughts just go away. I wonder what it would be like..."
"What?" Drake asked her as her head moved closer to him. He'd be lying to himself if he thought Akeno wasn't beautiful. Hell, she was downright gorgeous. Easily on par with Rias. There have been times in the past that the beautiful young woman would tease him. But those were lightly down. He wasn't even sure if she was playing around or being serious. "What do you…" he was silenced by a finger placed on his lips. Akeno moved in closer.
"What if I took Rias' place? Only for a little while." She whispered in his ear. Tingling him with her hot breath. "I'll make sure you get a good night's rest."
"Akeno…"
"What do you two think you're doing?" Drake was slightly startled while Akeno didn't seem to have been surprised. They both turned their head and saw Rias standing there. Arms crossed with a stern expression, she waited for an answer. "Well?"
"Nothing." Drake answered as he gently pushed Akeno back a bit. "Nothing happened."
Akeno took a step back from him and turned her body to Rias. "Fufufufu." She giggled with a sweet smile. "Oh come on, Rias. I was just trying to be nice."
"Oh really?" She questioned doubtfully. "And how exactly is what you were doing being nice, other than seducing him?"
"It was only an offering. The poor thing hasn't had a healthy sleep in days you know." Not once in that whole conversation has her smile dropped or even grew.
Rias raised an eyebrow. She knew Akeno was right. She's seen the bags under his eyes that highlighted his lack of sleep; for she herself has them, but are not as noticeable. She sighed. "Just be glad that I was the one that found you two and not the teachers," she said before swiftly turning away with her crimson hair flowing with the movement and walked away.
After a sigh, Akeno turned her head to a worried Drake who stared after the redhead, wondering what was upsetting her, as it was obvious it was more than just finding Akeno so close to him as she was now. "I guess I'll have to go too." She pouted cutely. And she unexpectedly gave him a kiss on his left cheek, stunning Drake. "My offer still stands," she said seductively with a wink before following Rias, making sure to put a noticeable sway in her hips as she walked away, knowing his eyes will be drawn to it.
Drake waited until the gorgeous black-haired girl was out of sight before he sighed. "Women..."
At Devil May Cry, Drake laid on his bed with only a tank top and a pair of boxers on, lost in thoughts... namely what happened today with Akeno and the feeling his boidy was left in. It hadn't gone away. It was a burning hot feeling in the pit of his stomach at first, then it had spread, and it didn't help that he randomly imagined a naked Rias, then a naked Akeno, sometimes both of them together, pressing their naked bodies together-
"Stop!" Drake slapped himself. "The hell is wrong with me? I've been so... out of control lately." He sighed and said, "What was with Akeno, today? I mean I know she's a girl that like to flirt, but that came off as too much." He then sat up and ran a hand down his face. In a way, he liked Akeno. She was kind, gentle, and very elegant.
But were his feelings for her on the same level as his feelings with Rias?
"What a fucked up situation I've gotten myself into."
Deciding to clear his head with a shower, Drake walked out of his room with and enter the bathroom. Taking off his clothes, he wraps a towel around his waist. All ready to clean himself, he grabbed the shower door and opened it…
Only to find Raynare and Kalawarner were taking a shared shower... and making out heavily with each other while their hands roamed and groped at their breasts and asses, but they had stopped when hearing the door open and looked to see Drake with only a towel on.
"Well, well~" Kalawarner grinned as she looked Drake up and down. "Looks like someone's finally come out to play. Mama likes~"
Raynare giggled and gave Drake a sultry, seductive stare, noticing the obvious bulge in the towel and licked her lips. "Wanna join us? It would be pointless to strip and not go for a shower. We don't mind~"
"We could use a man's presence here." Kalawarner added, the ladies giggling as their hands roamed each other's bodies before they resumed making out to Drake's shock... and growing desire as he couldn't help but stare at Kalawarner's tits, then look at Raynare's well-toned ass cheeks. Kalawarner saw where he was looking and delivered hard smacks to the raven-haired Fallen Angel's ass, causing her to moan before she turned around... and showed her full front to the Demon Hunter along with Kalawarner, and proceeded to finger each other's pussies.
"Join us, Drake~" They said in sync.
SLAM!
Drake slammed the door shut, staring wide eyed at the hall wall, while hearing the laughter of the two Fallen Angels in the bathroom.
"He's so easy!" He heard Kalawarner laugh.
"I love teasing him!" Raynare giggled.
"A shame he didn't join. I'd like to have something else than your fingers in my pussy~"
And with that, Drake walked away, really cursing Azazel for having him put up with two seductresses. Honestly, those two will be the death of him... and it did not help his growing carnal desires and lust that had built up thanks to Akeno earlier today, and seeing two very beautiful woman showering together, discovering the two had a very close friendship, and them offering to join them even though they were just teasing and playing...
Drake was certainly not going to be able to sleep well tonight.
Drake laid on his bed in his bedroom that night, struggling to sleep after the view he got of Raynare and Kalawarner in the shower. He still had a raging hard on at the mere thought of them. He shook his head with a sigh. "First Akeno, now Raynare and Kalawarner... those two did not help my already chaotic body going through it's hormonal problems. Jesus, is this some kind of anime or something? Where multiple girls go for the same guy? This is real life, not an anime or some fanfiction story."
He let out a sigh and fell backwards, letting his body bounce a little on the mattress. Just then a red light caught his attention. Looking to his right, the red hair and shapely body of Rias appeared in front of him, and she had a slightly troubled look on her face. Before Drake could even greet her, Rias stepped forward hastily and grabbed onto his shoulders while jumping onto the bed. The girl pushed the half-Devil down to his back and looked directly down into his widened blue eyes.
"Drake…" started Rias with a blush on her face. "Sleep with me!"
Drake was blank for a second and wondered if there was something wrong with his brain. "I'm sorry?"
"Please take my virginity!" cried the beauty as she straddled Drake's waist. "This is really urgent!" Rias started to unbutton her blouse first and she turned her face to the side as she threw her piece of clothing to the ground. Drake had seen her naked many times already, but the purpose of stripping for him was entirely different at the moment and it made Rias feel embarrassed.
"W-What are you doing, Rias?!" stuttered out Drake as he felt his arousal strain against his pants. "Please tell me what's wrong!"
Rias threw her skirt to the side before she looked down at a blushing Drake. "Do you not want me?"
Drake;s blush intensified as his feelings for Rias bubbled up to the surface. "Of course I do…a man would have to be crazy to not want someone as beautiful as you…" said the man truthfully as he supported his body with his elbows. "But please tell me…what happened?"
"I've considered many options, and this is the only way…" Rias leaned down and brushed her lips against Drake's nose before she continued. "No one will be able to say or do anything once we've sealed the deal…" Drake groaned when his erection was further stimulated by Rias' soft body sitting on it. "You are not a High-Class Devil, but I have a lot of faith in you, so I am willing to place my future in your hands."
Drake knew that something big must have happened that caused Rias to act so forward and desperate, but his rational thoughts were being completely destroyed by the want and lust that had built up in his system for the past few months. The girl of his dreams was stripping down for him on his bed, asking him to take her most precious possession, and had a look of desperation in her eyes…there was nothing Drake's rational mind could do at that moment to stop his carnal urges.
"Rias please, just tell me—Ah!" Drake moaned when she leaned down and started kissing the right side of his neck. Letting go of his hand, she directed her hands to go underneath his tank-top and started grinding her hips against his. The sensation of her soft and warm lips on his skin, the hot and moist feeling of her womanhood rubbing against his crouch, and her cold and smooth hand running up his body was starting to make Drake lose his mind.
She soon stopped her kiss and lifted herself up and arched her back. "It's okay…ah…" Rias said, moaning. "Please—Hah. Just take me…mh…you're the-the one that—ah—that save me!"
As his ability to speak was taken away by the sexual actions, Drake felt his will to resist her slipping. His hands were on her knees and were slowly making their way up to her hips. His mind was fogging up as his desires for the young woman he had deep feelings for became overwhelming and unresisting.
But then he heard that last part.
Hearing that she wanted him to save her, Drake took his hands off her smooth thighs and clenched them. Somehow, even with his clouded mind, he thought that that her wanting to have sex with him without a proper reason was connected to those moments where she was lost in her own thoughts and her nightmares when she slept with him.
He knew he agreed to wait until Rias came clean rather than pushing her, but Drake has lost all manner of patience.
"Enough!"
Rias don't know how or when, but she suddenly found herself on her back, looking up startlingly at Kenny, who had his hands on her shoulders, applying a great amount of pressure as he looked down at her while panting.
Drake didn't know what came over him. He guessed that all the frustration in him was able to call upon the will to push her onto the bed so suddenly that she didn't have time to react. Now she was looking up at him with wide eyes, naked as the day she was born. When he pushed her, her hands left their positions on his chest and her arms were now lying on the bed.
The two of them stayed like that for a long and silent moment. Neither saying a word as if daring the other to speak first.
Rias was first to talk. "Don't tell me you're denying—"
"Stop!" He snapped, startling her. "Just stop it, and just talk to me." Drake tried to keep his voice for trembling. "Rias, for the past two months, you've had yourself distracted and just shrugged it off, you've had nightmares, and then you've stopped coming to me for relief of those dreams. These actions I can understand. But this?" He took a few quick breaths to calm himself. "I don't understand. What's going on, Rias? Whatever is bothering you—whatever trouble you're in—it's connected to everything I've said and what you are doing."
"So is that it?" Rias looked down as if she was about to cry, hitting Drake with a wave of guilt that made him lessen the pressure he was pushing on her shoulders. "Am I not good enough? Am I undesirable?"
The question surprised Drake for a moment. "That's not true at all! I do desire you! I want you so badly that I was practically losing myself to you!" He passionately confessed, causing Rias to blush. "You're the most beautiful and kindhearted woman I've ever met!"
"Then why won't you do it?" Rias pleaded as her eyes teared up. Why couldn't he just be a good friend and save her in her time of need, when all else has failed? "Why won't you make love to me?"
"…Because I can't do it with you like this," he said gaining a saddened expression of his own. "I can't do because when I see that look in your eyes, I see a girl who is in great pain and fear. Not the young woman I've come to respect and admire." Drake's expression turned to frustration. "You're asking me to perform the ultimate act of love, but do you love me in return, Rias?! Is that it? Are you here to show me how much you love me, or is this all a big solution that you'll use to solve whatever's upsetting and boring you, and then go back to your life look back on this like it meant nothing?!"
If there was a word out there that could outweigh the guilt Rias felt at that moment, she wasn't able to find it. Incapable of saying a word to deny his assumption, she just laid on the bed, staring at him with a stunned and hurt expression. After a few seconds of heavy breathing, Drake let go of her and sat up. She did the same, but didn't move towards him.
Opening his eyes again, he saw the expression on her face and began to feel guilt himself. He knew he'd taken it a little too far. He knew he'd just confessed both his desires and feelings to her. But most of his guilt came from the fact that he accused her of just wanting a one-night go with him and just act like it wasn't a big deal, while it was to him. It'll just hurt him even more than any gash, stab, burn.
He suddenly pulled the crimson-haired woman into a passionate hug. Rias was too stunned to do anything, as her body was overwhelmed by his warmth. His left arm was wrapped around her small waist while his right hand was placed on the back of her head and threading her lovely hair.
"I know you're hurting and worrying. I feel it every night you're in bed with me," he whispered into her ear, as they both rested their heads on each other's right shoulder. "And I make me feel the same, but mostly for you. I'm tired, Rias. I'm tired of feeling that way and not being able to hold you any closer without hurting you. I'm tired of you cutting me off from your troubles, when I want to help you. And mostly I'm tired of this fearful and desperate attitude you're now showing me. It's like you've given into your fears and are looking for the quickest way out. I hate it. It's not like you. Not like the Rias I know. Can you understand?"
Tears of sadness and guilt started to follow out of Rias' eyes. It was too much for her heart to handle. She wrapped her arms around him, buried her face into the crook of his neck, and began to sob. What was she doing? How could she make Drake feel this way? She told Akeno that she would take on her situation, like the man her body was melded to would have done. But here she was, forcing her friend into something that she believed was the only answer.
But it was in that moment that Rias began to feel new desires and emotions swelling up in her. Emotions that she felt about him that were there for a while, but was unable to make clear. Emotions she felt certain of identifying now.
After what felt like five minutes, Rias was able to stop crying. Pulling a bit away from him, she opened her eyes and smiled sadly. "Yes, Drake. I think I can."
Drake responded with a sigh of relief and smiled. However, he felt the beauty move her hands upwards and placed them on his flushing cheeks. Rias, still straddling him, then started pressing herself against him.
"Rias?" Drake whispered as he was back on the bed, with Rias laying on him. He didn't resist and placed his hands on her hips. He was too emotionally exhausted. Besides, with the look of wanting in her half opened eyes, how could he?
"It's okay," she assured him. "Just let me do one thing, my sweet Drake."
"What's that?" Rias brought her head closer and Kenny could almost feel her lips.
"Let me give you something I've never given anyone else."
And with that, Rias Gremory gave Drake Redgrave her first kiss. He felt the passion behind the kiss surge through his body as he closed his eyes and pressed his lips against hers. He even noted she tasted like strawberry and vanilla. His arms wrapped tightly around her waist as her hands remained on his cheeks.
Their blissful moment ended when they separated their lips to refill their lungs. Staring alluringly into each other's eyes, as their hot breaths tickled their lips.
"Rias…"
FLASH!
Before he could even ask her something, a flash of bright silver light filled the room. Quickly turning their head towards the source, they saw a magic circle that was only familiar to Rias.
As for Drake, he reacted by sliding out from underneath Rias, grabbed his guns and aimed as he stood protectively in front of Rias. However, she startled him by placing a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay, Drake. We're not in danger," Rias assured him in a soft and sad tone. "But I guess it's too late for me."
"What do you…?" Drake didn't know if she meant that she was in trouble, or if she was referring to her previous actions. Turning his head back to the circle, he was left stunned by who it was. Who came out left him breathless.
Appearing before them was an extremely gorgeous, busty woman that appeared to only three years older than Rias, with silver hair and matching color eyes. Her hair flowed all the way down to her back and features a long braid on each side with small blue bows at the ends while the rest was let down and ended in twin braids. Her outfit was a blue and white French maid outfit with long sleeves and a white maid headband over her head, with red lipstick as a cosmetic accessory.
"Really Rias?" the mysterious maid asked with a professional icy personality. "You're trying to break the agreement by doing something like this? With a low born—" when she laid eyes on Drake, she gasped.
Normally Drake would have taken offence to that comment, and responded with either a scowl or a sarcastic remark. However, the woman's surprise left him puzzled. Looking back at Rias for an answer, he was met with a just as confused expression. She shrugged, before they both looked back at the silver-haired maid.
A tear drop escaped her left eye as she stared at Drake before asking with a whisper; "…Lord Sparda?"
"What?" Drake blinked, surprised to hear his father's name come from this woman's mouth. Rias was just as confused and shocked as he was. How did she know Sparda, and if so; why was she reacting like this?
The silver-haired maid, releasing what she'd just said, quickly resituated herself by wiping her eyes of any tears and clearing her throat. "Pardon me for that," she said, "but I hope you realize that Sirzechs and the master will become sad after they find out you tried to give you purity to some low born."
"Okay, that hurt," Drake remarked, lowering his guns to his side. "Wait, who's she talking about?"
"She means my brother and father," Rias answered, standing up from the bed and having Drake move to the side and sit down on the bed, so that she could confront the maid.
'When did she have an older brother?'
"My purity is mine only, and mine to do with as I please," she said defiantly. "What's wrong with giving it to the one I admire the most? And on that note, I will never allow anyone to call any one of my servants a 'low born'. Especially this one. I don't care if we're sisters by law, I won't forgive even you, Grayfia."
"She's your sister-in-law?" Drake raised a brow.
"Her older sister married my brother." Rias explained quickly without taking her eyes off Grayfia.
The woman, now known as Grayfia, stared at Rias unflinchingly. As if her threats were going to be met with an overwhelming force up the maids sleeves. And so, she just bent over and started picking up the younger woman's clothing. "Noted. But, you are the next heir of the House of Gremory." Grayfia stood straight again and draped Rias' white shirt over her shoulders, while holding onto her shirk. "Please don't show your skin to a man recklessly. Even more so if you're in the middle of this situation."
Grayfia then turned her attention to Drake, staring at him for a brief moment. "How do you do. My name is Grayfia and I'm a maid that serves the House of Gremory," she said politely with a bow. "Pleased to make your acquaintance."
"I'm Drake. Drake Redgrave. It's nice to meet you." Drake stands and bowed his head in return. However, his name has seemingly surprised Grayfia. She looked around briefly and her eyes fell on where Rebellion and Yamato were hung up on the wall, her eyes widening when she saw them.
"Drake?" She said, genuinely shocked. "Is this the person you've told us about?"
"Yes, he's my friend," Rias answered with a raised eyebrow.
Grayfia took her eyes off of the demonic swords and directed them to Drake's face. Staring deeply at him that he himself couldn't help but stare back. Rias was about to say something when Grayfia suddenly walked up to him and stop a few inches away, making Drake blink. To their surprise, the woman's left hand reached up and caressed his cheek.
Her eyes fill with love, sadness, and fondness. "You…look so much like your father."
"What…?"
"Grayfia!" Rias pushed herself in between the two with a frown, separating both of them from each other. "I'd appreciate if you didn't get too close to him like that."
The woman raised a brow as her expression went back to neutral. "Then we best be going," she implied.
"Just one thing," Rias said with an unpleasant face, "did you come of your own accord? Or because the household sent you? …Or was it my brother?" Drake had to admit, this was a side of her he didn't see, the side that she was acting like someone her age.
"All of them."
Knowing that there was no way out, Rias gave up with a sigh. "Then let's go back to my room. I will listen to what you have to say there. You don't mind if Akeno attend too?"
"The 'Priestess of Thunder'? I don't mind at all," Grayfia said. "In fact, it's only proper for a noble High-class Devil to have her Queen by her side at all times."
Rias then turned her attention back to Drake, only to blush when realizing how close she was to him. The redhead wrapped him into a hug, which he returned. "Drake, I beg for your forgiveness," she said as she rested her chin on his shoulder. "I never should have handled this like I wanted to. And thank you for snapping me out of it."
"I've already forgiven you," he said with a small smile. "I only wish I knew what's going on."
When she pulled away, Rias gave him a soft kiss on the lips. "I promise I'll tell you everything in the morning." Reluctantly, she pulled her away from his arms and went over to Grayfia. The two female Devils then disappeared in a silver light.
Leaving Drake alone in his room with even more trouble falling sleep.
As soon as Drake woke up the next morning, he wasted no time in getting dressed. He didn't put on his school uniform, he instead put on his casual, out-of-school clothing. Since his tanktop got shredded, he went back to wearing the red pants with two black belts wrapped around his right thigh, a black, leather belt, black gloves, and high, black boots. He also wore a hooded long coat with Western and Italian features, that was a deep red, almost crimson color. The coat is short-sleeved, with numerous gold-colored studs decorating the shoulders, collar, and chest, with a single zipper on the front. While underneath the coat, he is wearing what appears to be a black long-sleeved shirt, with a red vest with black clasps over it.
He rather liked the all-red idea.
Once he was dressed, he grabbed Rebellion, his guns, as well as Yamato which he sent back into the pocket dimension that he can summon it from, then left Devil May Cry to take his van to Kuoh Academy.
Upon arriving, the son of Sparda got out and made a beeline for the old schoolhouse, soon coming to a stop when he stood in front of the ORC doors. He cracked his neck, then pushed the doors open with both hands, putting a little force into them which made them swing open and hit the wall a little, directing all attention to him as everyone stared at him in surprise.
"Drake." Rias said with surprise yet relief to see him. Drake smiled at her, noticing everyone was here, including Grayfia.
"Sup." He greeted her with a nod, causing Grayfia to raise an eyebrow and a flash of amusement passed through her eyes before she maintained her stoic look and merely bowed her head.
"Good morning." She responded.
Rias sighed and stood, directing all attention onto her. "Now that Drake's here, we can begin."
"My lady," said Grayfia. "With your permission, I'd like to explain the situation."
Rias rejects her offer by waving a hand. "The truth is—"
All of a sudden, a fiery orange shined from behind Drake, causing the Demon Hunter to whip around on instinct and aim with Ivory in hand, only to narrow his eyes when he saw a magic circle glowing on the floor... and it didn't feature the Gremory House symbol.
"The Phoenix!" He heard Kiba exclaim in surprise and disgust, causing Drake to raise an eyebrow but his attention went back to the magic circle as he saw the silhouette of a man inside the fires.
The man swung his arm across, and as if on command, the flame disappeared without leaving a scorch mark on the floor.
"Ah, it's been a while since I came to the human's world," the man said before turning around to face the group, not even noticing Drake with a gun aimed at him. He was a tall and handsome young man that looked to be in his years 20's with short blonde hair and dark blue eyes, wearing a burgundy blazer with gold embroidery on the right, with colored pants, and black dress shoes. Underneath the open blazer was a white dress shirt that was not fully buttoned—only short of one button—which gave a slight view of his chest.
He may have looked handsome, but to Drake as he stared at his arrogant grin; he looked like an asshole.
"I've come all this way to see you," the man told Rias, as she looked at him with half-closed eyes that showed how unwelcoming he was to her, "my beloved Rias. It's been far too long."
Drake narrowed his eyes at the endearment used towards Rias and his finger twitched on the trigger. However, a hand gripped his gently and he looked into the silver eyes of Grayfia, who subtly shook her head and he reluctantly lowered his arm but didn't holster the gun.
"Who's this douche?" Issei asked with a frown.
"This gentleman is Lord Riser Phenex. He is a pureblooded Devil of noble birth and the third heir in line to the House of Phoenix." Grayfia explained.
'Phenex... I know that name.' Drake thought, trying to recall where he heard it. Then he remembered... Yubelluna, Xuelan and Karlamine. His would-be assassins. They mentioned they were servants of Phenex, and their master sent them to kill him. Well, looks like he's looking at the man who gave that order in the first place.
"Why is he here?" Drake asked, keeping his tone level.
"He's the fiancé to the next head of the House of Gremory."
That one sentence absolutely threw Drake off guard. "What?!" He turned his head towards her with a look of complete shock. "Wait, does that mean that…?"
"Yes," Grayfia conferred. "Lady Rias has been engaged to him for quite some time now."
Drake looked over his shoulder to face Rias, looking at her with an expression that asked her if it was true. But the look on her face already said it all and more. She was glaring at the blonde man, with her clenched fists trembling, and her eyes burning with disgust and anger. Looking back at Riser, he saw he had the same arrogant face, with now a sense of triumph in his grin.
It was in that moment where it all made sense to him. The moments Rias would be so lost in her thoughts that she'd forget what she was doing. Her desperate attempt to lose her virginity to him last night to 'ruin her'. And worst of all; those nightmares when she would tremble and sob in her sleep so much that he had to hold her to get her to calm down, only for her to hold onto him out of fear and saddest.
It was all connected to her engagement to Riser.
His fist trembled with anger.
Drake could most certainly understand Rias' anger, as he felt his raising after this revelation. If Rias was desperate to get out of the marriage, she must have feared the thought of staying with him the rest of her supernatural life. Riser was and —if they are to be wedded—will be the source of her pain and suffering.
"Rias dear," the pure-blooded Devil said to the crimson-haired girl, before gesturing to the sofa on his right. "Why not sit down so we can have our discussion."
"What do you want, Riser?" Rias demanded, with the tone that wanted no bullshit. She sat back on her chair, crossing her arms and legs, and scowled at the man. "And make it quick, I'm busy."
"Not much, really," he said with a shrug of his shoulders. "I just wanted you to know that I've forgiven you."
Her right eye ticked. "What?"
"When I heard that you were going to have intercourse with another man, before we were married, I was ready to burn him a thousand times before doing the wedding right off the bat. But thankful Sirzechs was able to calm me before sending Lady Lucifuge here," the blonde man said with a high and mighty attitude that, when Drake looked at Issei, Kiba, Akeno, and Koneko, he saw that he wasn't the only one getting annoyed by him. "He also offered me the opportunity to pick the day of the wedding."
Rias let out an irked sigh. "Of course he did."
"I already decided and it shall be on the day the House of Phoenix was formed, and will be held in the Inferno."
"Oh stop it already!" Rias snapped when she shot up from her chair. Her angered voice echoed in the room. She glared sharply at Riser, who continued to smirk. "I've told you before, so why not let it go? I have no intention of ever marrying you!"
"Yes, yes," he said uncaringly. "But my darling; that can't do, you know? I think the situation of your household is quite too serious for you to be selfish."
"That's none of your concern!" She snapped. "But I'll most certainly not bring my family to ruin! Yes, I'm the next heiress to the House of Gremory, but the one who is going to pick the man I want to spend the rest of my life with is me."
"But remember, it's imperative for Devils to remain pure-blood. We're still recovering from the wars. The numbers were too high in the last conflict. Both your father and Sirzechs made this decision with the best interest of all Devils in mine."
Going around her desk, Rias stormed over to Riser before stopping about a foot away from him. "My father, my brother, and my whole clan made this decision because they're in too great a rush," she countered, standing tall against him. "Now, I'm only going to say this one final time, and I'm not going to say it again; Riser Phoenix, I will not marry you!"
She gasped a lightly when Riser grabbed her chin with his fingers. His face now carried an unpleasant look, with his eyes becoming sharper. "…You know, Rias," he said, his smirk was twitching as if it wanted to be a snarl. "I'm also a Devil who carries the name of House of Phoenix behind me. I can't let that name get tarnished. The only reason I came to this small old building in the human world is because I wanted to know the name of the person you tried to sleep with so I could destroy him myself. Rather, I don't like the human world much. The fire and wind of this world are filthy. For a Devil like me, who rules fire and wind, I can't stand it!" Small patches of flames started forming on his body, with even small bits of fire around the room. "And the thought of someone else taking you before I do? Monstrous! I'll take you back to the underworld after I kill the bastard! Even if I have to burn all you servants to ash!"
SHING!
Riser stopped his ranting when he felt something sharp and cold touching against the left side of his neck. He noticed that Rias was looking at something behind with shock and worriedness. Turning his head to look over his left shoulder, he too was surprised.
Drake held Yamato against Riser's neck glaring at him as he stood against the flames. He just about had enough of his arrogance and treatment of Rias. And when he threatened the lives of his friends, that's when he took action. "Take your fucking hand off her, you prick," he growled. "I'm the one you're looking for."
Taking his hand away from Rias, Riser turned around and frowned down at the younger man, but Drake didn't lower the Yamato. "Is that so?" He asked. "So you're the one she tried to ruin herself with?"
"Correct," Drake responded, his face still carrying his glare.
"Then please, state your name to me." Riser firmly demanded.
"Drake. Drake Redgrave."
The right corner of Riser's lips went upwards. "Is that so? Then I see being in the human world has defiantly weakened Rias if she wanted to have sex with a lowly half-breed. I could practically smell the human side coming off you in waves. Clearly Rias doesn't know how to keep her pets in line!" Suddenly two wings made out of raging flames extended out of his back. A blast of heat can from him that forced the others of Rias' peerage to shield themselves.
Drake merely raised an eyebrow, though he felt the heat but didn't show any other reaction.
"You've made a mockery of me when Rias gave you her first kiss!" Riser smirked with an anger look in his eyes. "But threatening a noble is something you'll learn to regent!"
"That's enough!"
Caught off guard, both men turned their heads to see Grayfia standing there with a stern look. However, Drake noticed that she was more focused on Riser, whose flames were quickly extinguished when she got their attention. Even Rias herself was confused by Grayfia's attitude lately. She's never seen her like this once, but a part of her couldn't help but think it was part of the fact that she knew Sparda personally.
Grayfia sighed lightly and went back to her neutral self. "My Lady Rias, Lord Riser. As you know, I'm here by order of Sirzechs." She stated. "So do understand that when I'm here, there will be no disruption of peace. If there is, I'll have to step in." Her eyes glowed, giving Drake a chill over his body.
Given that she was a complete mystery, Drake was fully aware that he had no idea how powerful she was. However, when he looked sideways, he saw Riser sighing and shaking his head.
"When being told that by the one known as the 'Silver-Haired Annihilation' and younger sister of the 'Strongest Queen', even Riser can be quite scared. I would certainly not want to earn either your wrath or your older sister's." he said.
Drake raised an eyebrow. The Silver-Haired Annihilation? Just how power can the maid be? She certainly didn't look like much of a fighter. But then again, looks can be deceiving. And her big sister is the Strongest Queen? Deciding that it was best not to test her patience, Drake reluctantly sheathed the Yamato. "Sorry." He said.
Grayfia accepted the apology with a nod. She then turned back to Rias and Riser. "My Master and Sirzechs knew that there was going to be conflict. However, the House of Gremory and Phoenix have decided upon an alternative solution. A last resort, if things lead to this."
"Why am I not surprised?" Rias commented with her arms crossed. "So what is it, Grayfia?"
"If the Lady wishes to continue pushing her opinion forward, then the matter is to be settled in a Rating Game against Lord Riser."
Rias was left speechless and very shocked after hearing Grayfia. Meanwhile, Drake walked over to Isse, Asia, Kiba, and Koneko. "Okay, I've heard that term before," he said to the blonde-teen and white-haired girl. "But what is that?"
"It's a game that nobles Devils play with each other," Kiba answered seriously. "To put it simply; it's where they and their servants do battle to determine who the victor is."
"So like a game of chest?" Issei asked.
"That's right," Akeno said, walking over to join them. "It's the reason that we have individual powers inspired by the Evil Pieces, in order to play the Rating Game."
"Got it."
"Are you sure that you want to do it, my dear?" Riser taunted Rias, annoying her. "I'm already a mature Devil and have won most of the games. Unfortunately, you're inexperienced and have never qualified for an official game."
"He knows that only mature Devils are allowed to participate," Akeno said. "So it's not like she's had much opportunity."
"Even so, we're not inexperienced when it comes to fighting," Drake told her.
"…Yeah, but that's not what we have to worry about," Koneko responded. Riser turned his attention to the group and scanned over them. Asia got nervous and hid behind Issei and Drake. However, when his gaze locked on the white-haired Demon Hunter he smirked. Drake's scowling eyes narrowed.
"Rias, I have to ask." Riser looked at her. "Is this adorable bunch of servants all you have?"
"Aside from Drake, yes. And so what," she retorted, twitching her eyes at his words. "To be honest, I have a feeling they're all I'll ever need."
He responded with by laughing at her. "Then the match will be quick and a laugh. Only your Queen can have a fighting chance against my adorable servants." Saying that, Riser snapped his fingers. A magic circle with his family symbol appeared, before erupting in a column of flames. Out of fires stood a large group of girls that appeared to range from young pre-teens to adults. Almost all of them were wearing different and unique outfits of their own, ranging from casual to elegant to erotic.
"I have all fifteen pieces. A complete set."
"A-A complete set?" Issei gaped, then he sniffled and... burst into tears. "WHY CAN I BE THIS GUY?!"
"Oh for..." Drake pinched the bridge of his nose.
Even Riser looked disturbed. "Rias, why is your servant crying while looking at me?"
Rias sighed. "Because his dream is to have a harem."
"Ew." A blonde-haired girl, one baring a resemblance to Riser, grimaced in disgust. "What a total barbarian."
Drake had looked over when she spoke, and his eyes landed on three familiar faces amongst Riser's servants. "Yubelluna? Xuelan? Karlamine?"
The three perked their heads up and looked at him, their eyes widening in surprise at seeing him again. Riser seemed to take notice of this and glance between Drake and his Queen, Rook and Knight. He looked confused at first, but then his lips formed a smirk and chuckled. "Ah that's right. You three were with him that day," He said.
The others were confused, as Kiba asked, "What day?"
Before Riser could answer, Drake beat him to it. "Riser sent his three servants from his Peerage to assassinate me while I was on a job."
"What?!" Rias almost screamed, standing up in pure anger. Everyone else, even Grayfia and the rest of Riser's peerage, looked shocked. The only ones not unfazed here Riser, who kept a smug look, and Drake who maintained his cold glare.
"Yes, that's right," Riser confirmed with a smug. "I sent them only to observe you after I had my Familiar go and scout for me initially." He then held up a hand and an exotic looking bird-of-prey appeared in a ball of fire. "When I learned you were on a contract, I sent them to watch and deceive you and have them kill you. Until that monster in the mountains ruined it all."
"What monster?" Rias asked.
"A demon." Drake explained.
Riser continued as he dispelled his Familiar. "I thought that the demon would kill you. And if they killed the other three, it didn't matter. But instead, you managed to wound it and chase it away and it is now nothing more than a smoldering corpse turned to rock and ash."
"So you were watching." Drake said with a frown. "They could've died, you know."
One of Riser's girls scuffed and said, "Oh please, it couldn't have been that bad."
"It's only fitting for a King to make sure his or her servants remain strong," Riser answered. "And even if I did do nothing, it doesn't matter." He then looked over his shoulder towards his peerage. "Yubelluna, Xuelan, Karlamine, come to me."
The three in question looked taken back by the command and look hesitant. As if afraid to go near him. But in the end, they steeled themselves and marched towards him.
When they reached him, Riser turned to face the three servants. Lifting Xuelan's head up with one hand, he suddenly kissed her on the lips. Drake, Rias, her peerage, as well as Karlamine and Yubelluna looked in disgust towards Riser and pity for Xuelan, as her face cringed and squirmed in discomfort, as he wrapped his arms around her and drove his tongue into her mouth while she forced herself not to moan. A few months back, the Chinese Rook would have been holding him the same way while wrapping her long, strong legs around him too. Back before that night. Before she knew what he was really doing.
After about half a minute of Riser making out with her, he separated his lips from Xuelan and started kissing Karlamine the same way. Only this time running a hand down her thigh that forced her to let out a moan, as her closed eyes twitched.
Then Riser went to Yubelluna, who he groped one of her large breasts. Yubelluna cringed and squirmed as moans escaped her throat.
After finishing with her, he turned to look down at Drake, who was looking like he was itching to beat him into a bloody pulp. The angered expression seemed to only amuse him even more, though he was amused by Rias' Pawn's jealousy and anger at kissing three hot babes. "After they came back, their loyalty to me was put into question and they started to become doubtful," he said. "However, they remembered how to be grateful to me and are still loyal servants. I should thank you for taking care of my cute servants, boy. But I'm most curious about you and your power. Mind explaining to me, half-breed?"
"Go fuck yourself, asshole." Drake spat darkly, seeing Riser was nothing more than an asshole who didn't care about anybody but himself.
Riser's expression shifted to anger. "You dare insult me?! You should learn your place, half-breed!"
"It's right here... between you and Rias." Drake retorted coldly. "You are unworthy of having someone like her as your wife, since you'll clearly treat her like some damn sex trophy. Now how about we stop talking, and settle this like men. You and me, one-on-one."
Riser threw his head back and laughed, along with some of his Peerage while Yubelluna, Xuelan and Karlamine glanced worriedly at Drake after giving Riser looks of disgust. The Phenex heir looked arrogantly at Drake. "As if I'd waste my time with a filthy half-blood. You aren't on my level, boy, seeing as you're only half a Devil, born when your whore mother spread her legs-"
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Riser grunted as he was struck four times in the face by gunshots, sending him to the floor. Drake had Ebony and Ivory whipped out, the barrels smoking, and a cold expression was on the son of Sparda's face. Drake levelled the guns at Riser's Peerage when he saw them, save for the three that he knew, making a move,
"Try it... and you'll be dead." He said coldly, watching Riser's wounds heal and the Devil get to his feet with an angered look. But before anything could happen, Grayfia stepped between them.
"Enough!" She commanded, glaring at Riser who was quick to back down. Grayfia then looked at Rias. "Your decision, Lady Rias?"
Rias glanced between Drake and Riser, looking worriedly at the former then glaring at the latter. "...We'll fight." She said with determination as she stood beside Drake and faced Riser. "We'll fight... and we'll blow you away, Riser."
The arrogant Devil merely laughed. "You can try... a shame you won't have your pet in the fight with you seeing as he belongs to no Peerage and is merely a half-breed. But he can watch, maybe I'll invite him to the wedding." Then he and his peerage were consumed in a tower of flames. His laughing voice echoed.
"...I fucking hate that guy." Drake growled darkly, his eyes flashing demonic red for a moment in response to his anger.
And that's it for this chapter everyone. So begins the Riser arc. Now, I'm not that good at training scenes and montages, so I'll most likely have Drake go off on his own training trip to get stronger, which will be mainly off-screen, and him gaining several Devil Arms since I can't figure out how to include them in a scene in a way that makes DMC proud. The only way I COULD fit is Cerberus, seeing as the three-headed beast shows up during the Kokabiel/Holy Sword arc.
But then again, there's a difference between Cerberus the demon and Cerberus that guards the gates of Hades.
Harem: Rias Gremory (Alpha and main girl), Akeno Himejima, Raynare, Kalawarner, Xenovia Quarta, Kuroka, Yasaka, Yubelluna, Xuelan, Karlamine, Serafall Leviathan, Grayfia Lucifuge, Gabriel, Kiyome Abe and Rossweisse.
Issei's harem: Asia Argento, Koneko Toujou, Ravel Phenex and Irina Shidou.