Kiyome-senpai has a little brother!? From Tennis Matches to New Meetings! The Gremory Pawn and the Agares Queen finally encounter each other! Pt. 1

Kiyome-senpai has a little brother!? From Tennis Matches to New Meetings! The Gremory Pawn and the Agares Queen finally encounter each other!

"So you guys were pit against Kiyome-senpai's team of monsters? Must have been a freaky situation to go up against those guys in tennis."

"Yeah it was pretty weird, but thanks to my skills I was able to beat them and save the club!"

"To be honest, no one was actually in danger so…" Michael took that moment to pound Saji in the forehead. "Ow, what was that for!?"

"That's for trying to sound like a smartass! I mean, if we were forced back into the Underworld, it would still count as me saving them from that, so shut up!"

"Geez, fine! No need to get so mad about it." Saji rubbed the small bruise on his forehead. "So how are things with you and Rias-senpai?"

"It's um…good. Yeah, good. And we're just about to go on a date as well." Michael smiled with pride.

"Oho! So your about to go on your first date…again. What are your plans then? Movie? Dinner? A walk in the park?"

Michael stopped walking and started to sweat.

"Haha! I mean it's a surprise, and I wouldn't want you blabbering it to your friends and then those friends will probably tell Rias and that wouldn't be good for anyone at all…Heheheh..."

Saji stared at his friend with half-lidded eyes, letting out a sigh of disbelief. "Oh my goodness. You don't have a clue on where to go do you?"

Scratching his head, Michael shrugged, "Well it's a work in progress, but I'm sure to get some of the final 10 done with to get the top 5."

Crossing his arms Saji asked, "So what are the final 10?"

"Dunno. I can barely come up with one place."

"Really?"

"I'm doing the best I can!" Michael shouted, tears of frustration forming in the corners of his eyes. "Now enough about me! Let's talk about you. How is your relationship with your master?"

"Urp!" Saji almost choked at the thought of the rather disappointing answers that came to mind. He tugged at his collar nervously, unable to help the stutter in his voice. "W-Well, you see...it-it's still a work in progress and I have a lot of homework a-and student council assignments to do so...er…"

Walking down the hallways of Kuoh Academy were Michael Hanamura and his best friend, Genshirou Saji. Michael had just finished explaining the past few days regarding the tennis match. It's been a while since the two could talk, what with his household being hectic 24/7, 7 days a week. One may ask why it had been so hectic, but it would be better just say that thanks to a certain master of Michael's, the entire Student Council was taking residence in the Saji's household.

Their numbers were far too large to hold inside that small house, so they reconstructed it from the ground up into a six-story mansion. For Saji, it was the matter of still trying to get used to things with all the girls living with him, but, as for his mother this did raise a few questions. But she quickly packed all of those questions away in a box and tossed it off the side of a cliff into the depths of her mind when she realized girls (as in FEMALE, potential-girlfriends-for-her-boy "girls") were staying with them.

Saji's mother was a very caring lady especially towards her son. She loved him as much as any mother could love her son, but she found his old ways of always excessive studying all by himself to be a problem until Michael showed up.

In fact there was a time where Saji's mother actually wanted her son to get into trouble (not massive trouble) so he could experience childhood as a boy to the fullest. And when she saw these beautiful ladies enter her home, she jumped with glee and accepted them as if they were her own daughters.

Honestly, she saw this as an Opurtunity to get Saji to form a healthy relationship beyond friendship with a girl...She really wanted those future grandchildren she had always dreamed of.

How Michael knew all of this was simple because he was going through the exact same thing with his household. His entire apartment was renovated to become a six story mansion with the added "gift" consisting of an addition of five new residents.

The other people living in the apartment and nearby houses were given fabulous deals for other prosperous lots in new neighborhoods, making the job much easier to accomplish. He felt the need to ask Saji how they did this all so fast, but Saji responded with the most obvious and half-assed answer Michael hated to hear: Magic.

Though he did have to admit that having such a huge house to himself and under his name was the best. Room assignments have already been explained to everyone along with the rooms the house had to offer.

On the first floor was the living room, the newly renovated kitchen, Japanese styled rooms and 2 bathrooms.

The second floor room assignments were quite a large source of arguments because, as all of Michael's stuff was on the second floor, he decided to take a room with 2 interconnecting doors leading to Rias' or Asia and Raynare's room. The latter two had gotten so close that they decided to share a room, presumably as a way to strengthen their sister-like bond.

The Third Floor was, of course, Kiba and Gasper's rooms along with the private study room and storeroom. There was even a room in which a secret hideout (codenamed: The Bunker) Michael built for himself in case things ever went south with the girls (*Cough!* Koneko! *Cough!*.)

Next the Fourth Floor had Akeno's, Xenovia's, and Koneko's rooms. Although Akeno tended to stay in her room, there were some instances during which she would sneak into Michael's room while he slept and hid under his covers to surprise him in the morning. This little habit she's formed had grown more since just yesterday both her and Rias got into an argument resulting from Akeno entering Michael's bed, completely naked, and crawling under his shirt to share his warmth.

The Fifth floor, for the moment, held at least 5 empty bedrooms for any future members hoping to stay in the residence which had become like a free-stay hotel to his club's members.

The Sixth Floor that was recommended by Azazel had the VIP Room where the Three Factions will hold their meetings in the premises of a sudden emergency.

But that wasn't all because what excited Michael the most about the renovation was the basement floors. Yes, they actually made different layers of basements under his house. 4 in total to be exact.

The First Basement Floor had a movie theater, training rooms, changing rooms, a large indoor bath with a refrigerator filled with three kinds of milk which appealed to Koneko's weird craving for it. Michael tried to make a short joke about it but that led him to receiving a fist to the crotch.

The second basement floor held a heated indoor swimming pool.

The Third Basement Floor was supposed to be used for storage but was sadly turned into a library much to Michael's dissatisfaction. Now since then he's been forced to enter it and study for classes by almost everyone in the household.

And for the final floor, it was a gift for both Michael and Kiba should they desire to practice in their Balance Breaker forms without the risk of causing untold destruction to both their house and the entire town in general. It was a room Michael once recommended to be like the Hyperbolic Time Chamber like from Dragon Ball Z, but a bit dialed down to just give enough pressure, heavy gravity, and dense air for the two to train through. Since it's entire space was created by magic, it acted like an empty void which could withstand large scale attacks.

Rias described the facility as a building that could withstand the severe impact of a full-scale war. Just what they needed in case the Khaos Brigade attacked again.

"So you can't even make any progress with her?" Michael asked with a cheeky smile, only serving to piss Saji off. "That's so sad, man!"

"Shut up! You don't know how it feels to be driven around like a work horse at home and school! Now that the Kaichou is at my house, she's been on my hide, forcing all the chores mom used to do around the house on me, without any help." Saji vented his frustration before sighing.

"There are some moments that I felt got us a little closer, I think. In the library, I was able to help her look for my books to study, and I found one to help sate my boredom. It caught her interest and from then on, we had a very engaging conversation about it."

Michael looked at Saji with a bored expression. "Nerd."

"Oi! You asked for my progress and that's what happened, so stop acting so bored!" Saji screamed at him, smacking Michael behind the head repeatedly for good measure.

"Whatever. It might be small, but at least it's something."

Saji had to agree with that. Perhaps the move-in was able to bridge the gap between him and Sona, if at least a little bit.

Walking towards the windowsill with Saji, Michael looked up at the light-blue sky. "So when are you going to handle of that offer that Ero-sensei gave you?"

"As soon as they get whoever's been tampering with the exchange link between us and the Grigori." Saji leaned back against the wall.

"Do you think it's the Khaos Brigade?"

"It's a possibility, but we can't say for certain. I can only guess that it was an outside source. Terrorists usually create havoc to further their goals through extremist methods. Ambushes and stolen goods...It doesn't quite seem like their style to attack without announcing their presence before or after the fact. It's the exact opposite of what they would do if they were trying to make a show of power." Saji knew what he was talking about. He faced the very definition of destruction that day and was alive today solely because of his master's brother-in-law, Kai.

'So if it's not the Khaos Brigade...then who?' Michael narrowed his eyes.

"Fah! I can't think of anything right now." Michael cast the thoughts away...until a less clean one popped up in his head. Black and lacy with a mature theme to them was what came to mind.

'Crap how come that suddenly came up?' Michael smacked his forehead.

"What's the matter?"

"Well, do you know who Kiyome-senpai is?"

"Of course. She's known as the "Elegant Princess of Tennis". She may not be at the same level of popularity as the 4 Great Ladies of Kuoh Academy, but she's at a close second though." Saji paused. "Why do you ask?"

"Because, before all of the tennis craziness, I met this 3rd year girl who saved me from being a Hanamura-kabob. She told me her name was Natsuru Abe. You know some…" He trailed off when Saji grabbed him by the shoulders, looking him dead in the eye with expanding eyes and grinding teeth. "…thing?"

"Damn you, Mike! How come you always have to be so lucky!?" Michael couldn't quite understand what Saji meant.

"She's the elder sister of Kiyome-senpai, Natsuru Abe-senpai, whose looks are on par with both Rias-senpai and Akeno-senpai. She's the "Playful Midnight Fox Princess", someone very popular with everyone. Not just guys, but also the girls as well!"

'Well, I do remember the archery club crying and saying stuff about putting their faces in senpai's breasts...Huh, so she's that popular?' Michael raised an eyebrow, having realized something.

"Wait a minute. If she's the older sister of Kiyome-senpai, then how is she still in high school?" Michael, growing somewhat irritated, broke free of Saji's envious grip.

"Rumors say that she decided to hold herself back so she can stay closer to her sister and graduate at the same time with Kiyome-senpai, saying something like "I want to share the same stage as my darling Kiyome" or something like that. It varies from rumor to rumor." Saji paused as Michael stared at him with half-lidded eyes, as if asking for some clarification.

"She's a siscon, I believe."

"A siscon? Wait, isn't that incest?"

"Michael, just because two siblings have a weird yet very close bond, it doesn't mean it will lead to incest."

"That's basically incest dude." Michael pointed out, a drop of sweat rolling down the side of his face.

"No, you see, you're not getting it. A siscon is someone who holds affection for their sibling to a strange level."

"Damn man shut up." Michael was not in the mood for a lecture. Wanting to clear his head, he looked over at the window.

"Incest is the love of two family members related by blood." Saji clarified. "Just because they are almost the same doesn't make a siscon instantly having sex with their sibling becau-you idiot!" Saji paused his lecture to grabbing Michael before he could slip his other leg out the window, dragging him back. "What the hell were you about to do!? When someone is taking their time to talk to you, you listen!"

"Like I care about the difference! Siscon affection and incest are still the same thing!"

The heated (and very stupid) argument continued for quite some time, at least, until Michael caught the attention of girl's. At first, it sounded like mere noise, but then his ears discerned the familiar sounds of cooing and subtle moans in the background.

Michael stretched his neck, trying to catch a peek behind his friend. "What's that over there?"

"Hm?" Saji looked back to see the crowd, the large group obstructing the passage of some less-than-enthused students who needed to get to class.

"I don't know but I'm gonna find out. I still have to do my job."

"You mean watering the pansies?"

"No. My other job."

"You mean clean the graffiti that I painted onto the side of the kendo club's building?"

"No! W-When did you even…?"

*RING!* *RING!*

"Hello? Kaichou?" Saji picked up his phone, narrowing his eyes at Michael "Okay. I'll get to cleaning that right away."

*BEEP!*

"So you wanna check on what's going on over there or…"

"Let's just go, you neuron."

Michael's face scrunched up at the insult. "Neuron…?...okay, dude, we're seriously going to change your vocabulary on insults. That was just stupid and lame, and you should feel stupid and lame just for saying it."

"Kyaaaaaa! He's so cute!"

"I could just eat him up!"

"Moouu! If only I was the first one here then I would have also…"

The girls cooed at something hidden in the center of their mob.

"Okay move aside." Saji said as the two worked their ways through the squealing group.

"Excuse us." Michael said, gently nudging one girl out of the way.

They were met with the peculiar sight of a young, 1st year male who seemed rather short for his age. At first glance you would suspect him of being a middle-schooler. Michael could only think of Gasper when he compared their similar builds. He possessed short, midnight-black hair and sapphire-blue eyes.

"Who is that kid?"

"I don't know but he seems to be the main center of attention with those of girls."

"Yeah and why is his hands stretched out towards one of their che-?"

*MUNYUUU!*

"The-!"

"Hell!?"

Their jaws dropped as the little boy walked up to one girl after another with a childish, joyful smile on his face, groping their breasts with a casual, gentle squeeze. The obvious response that any sane person would have expected would have been a slap in the face.

"Iyaaaaaaa~… It's okay don't worry it doesn't hurt, just keeping going harder if you want." And yet the boy only received encouragement for his lewd behavior.

"Me next!"

"No, out of my way! Makoto-chan do me next! I want to be your friend too!"

"O-Okay but please could you all slow down for me…" The boy, Makoto, whimpered, shifting his embarrassed gaze downward while retracting his hands. "...because er… all of you getting so close up is kind of embarrassing."

*Throbb! Throbb!*

All the girls screamed their hearts out at the sound of these cute words spoken by Makoto's adorable child-like voice.

"So cuuute~!"

"Makoto-chan's shy face is the best!"

"Man, how come they're getting so excited about this stuff?" Michael complained. "It's just a 1st year kid."

"I don't know, but this is going against so many rules that it makes me almost want to stop this!" Saji clenched his fist full of his bitter feelings.

"Why "almost"?" Michael asked.

"Because…" Saji looked at how rabid the girls were when surrounding Makoto. He even saw one of them throw a lariat at a male student walking past Makoto, claiming crazy things like "I won't let you turn Makoto-chan to BL!". Sweat dripped down the sides of Saji's face. "The girls here are batshit insane."

"No argument there." Michael agreed, remembering a near-death experience only days earlier involving girls like these. "But you're a member of the Student Council! Just go up to them, tap them on the shoulder and-" He walked up to one of the girls and his hand had only come within a few inches of her-

*HIISSSSSSS~!*

"Hold me!" Michael jumped into Saji's arms, trembling like a scared, little puppy.

"Holy shit!"

The two 2nd year boys screamed like little girls, backing away cautiously until the girl stopped baring her "fangs".

Saji stared at Michael with an expression that said so much more than "I told you so."

"You were saying?"

"Okay that doesn't prove anything." Michael pushed Saji away, getting back to his feet.

"Michael that girl literally hissed at us! There's no way in hell I'm going to stop that." From the expression on his face, it was obvious that Saji was 100% sure he didn't want to mess with these girls.

"So, you're just going to quit?" Michael shook his head as Saji started to walk off.

"Yes." Saji replied without shame. "I thought I made that quite clear."

"Saji, are you telling me that you'll let them do this under your watch? As a secretary of the student council, you should be all up in their faces! Laying down the law like a man! And do you know what they'll do when you tell them to stop?"

"Maul me to death?"

"No…" Michael said, pausing. "N-No. They'll stop because you're the man!"

"The man?"

"The man…" Michael confirmed.

"I am the man…" Saji repeated, his words slowly filling with determination.

"Yes, now go prove to them how much of a man you are and lay down the law on those turkeys!"

"Right! Because I am the man! The man who pays the bills and does his taxes! The man who-!"

"Just go!" Having failed in his attempt to stall for as long as possible, Saji was given a "friendly" (read: harsh) push (read: shove) towards the epicenter of the group.

Somehow, getting through the crowd without any of his limbs getting torn off, Saji walked up to 1st year boy doing the groping, meeting him face to face with his arms crossed over his chest. The imposing aura Saji gave off made him seem intimidating in the eyes of the boy to the point that it made him stop what he was doing, not wanting to see anything else scary happen.

"Just what are you doing?" Saji tried to act like the Vice President acted towards him whenever he messed up on a job. All those painful punishments and scoldings were coming in handy for once.

"I-I-I-I-!" The boy started yammering at the forceful question.

"This behavior is not welcome in a school environment. Don't you know it's bad to do such lewd things, especially right before classes? You're blocking the hallway for everyone by having a huge group like this. This obstruction in the learning place is forbidden. And despite me telling you all this-" Saji clenched his fist when he saw that the young boy still groping the breasts of an insistent girl, the lewd young woman moaning softly at the boy's gentle yet oddly trained touch. "-you still keep pulling the same inappropriate gesture like before!"

The boy gasped when Saji grabbed his wrist, looking startled. He started whimpering, looking as though he were trying to physically shrink into the smallest size possible in order to run away.

"What is the meaning of this? Don't you consider the feelings of others? Not just these girls, but the guys as well? Just look at them!"

Saji pointed down the hallway to see male students of the varying years crying and grinding their teeth in frustration. These were trifling times for high school boys everywhere. They wanted to learn how to get close to women too. But alas, fate was too cruel when deciding the pecking order that determined their chances.

Compared to the cute young boy who seemed to charm everyone from juniors to seniors, these ordinary hacks were cast aside, unable to fulfill their hopes of at least talking to a girl at least once in their high school lives.

They exuded an envious aura towards Makoto. They had been watching him for over 20 minutes attempting to visualize themselves in his place, muttering death threats and wishing misfortune on the boy for taking all the girls for himself.

"See? Your actions are affecting the morale of these kindred men striving for female interaction! Don't you know how they feel, knowing they lost all 5% of their chances of ever speaking to these girls!"

'Isn't he steering off topic?' Michael thought to himself, picking his ear with his pinky.

"As a fellow bro, you must consider everything they must endure while you ignorantly enjoy your high horse pleasure of having a bishounen face! Yes! This is only fair! We already have enough selfish assholes like that in our school, so try to show some consideration for our feelings and do this groping somewhere else! Perversion isn't something you should indulge in front of women-less men!" Saji's passionate lecturing made the atmosphere quiet down. Saji panted heavily, having thoroughly vented his past frustration of having a slow developing relationship with his master out on this little kid. He knew it may have sounded harsh, but it was the truth, and being truthful to the student body was his job, so…

"B-But…I-I-I…!" Makoto covered his mouth, only a few muffled sobs escaping after being reprimanded by the Student Council Secretary. Saji blinked, the boy in front of him crying, both despondent and confused.

"Doesn't rubbing the breasts of girls a symbol of friendship?" The boy asked in a genuine manner. "My Onee-chan told me that, if you want to be friends with a girl, you have rub their breasts!" Makoto sniffled, staring at Saji with teary eyes.

Saji choked as he tried to work up the necessary vocabulary to respond to such a ridiculous claim. "No, your older sister is dead wrong! There are so many things wrong with that! What kind of sister tells you something stupid like that!?"

Too busy berating the younger boy for his behavior, it took Saji quite a while to notice the demonic aura the girls had started emitting once they saw their little boy idol start crying. If that hadn't been bad enough, Saji had indirectly insulted another person they idolized. Yet another nail hammered into his coffin.

"M-My Onee-chan is st-stupid!?" Makoto stuttered out, his eyes widening in shock and sorrow. He started letting out shriek-like squeals, crying even harder than before.

Filled with rage, the girls surrounded Saji, every one of their hearts dedicated to the goal of vengeance for the crying boy.

"How dare you make our dear Mako-chan cry!?"

"Who cares about those unappealing guys over?! We prefer small, cute boys better!"

"We can never forgive you for insulting Mako-chan's sister, Natsuru-senpai! If you keep talking badly about her then we will make sure you regret it, Saji-san!"

Saji gasped as he realized the identity of both the boy and his family. Michael's own jaw dropped as he listened.

'So this kid is Natsuru-senpai's little brother...which makes him Kiyome-senpai's little bro too!' Michael snuck in closer, cautiously trying to get a better look.

"Okay, ladies, lets calm down." Saji raised his hands, motioning for the girls to try to soothe their anger. "I know words were said and-oh. I see that one of you has brought a weapon on campus. You do know I have to write you up for that, r-right…erm…" Backed into a corner, Saji could tell that these girls were far from being in the mood for mercy.

"Should I help him?" Michael asked himself. He rubbed his chin, contemplating his answer for several moments before shrugging. "What the heck. This might be hilarious."

Michael took a deep breath, changing the pitch of his voice before calling out in a woman-like squeal. "Gasper-kun is much cuter than Makoto-kun!"

A heavy silence with the lingering feeling of death filled the hallway, the girls looking to one another, searching for the culprit who said such potentially heretical words.

"Well it is true." One girl admitted.

"Are you nuts?! Makoto-chan has much more charm than Gasper-chan!"

"Mako-chan isn't a shut-in and is much easier to approach than Gasper-chan!"

"But being a shut-in makes the experience of first talking to Gya-kun that enjoyable. Isn't it the best to try and have something that's so out of reach?"

"But haven't you noticed that Gya-kun has become much more confident these days? I think that's even more charming than before!"

'Yup! That was all from me.' Michael gloated, patting his chest.

[They're talking about charming points not terrible qualities.]

'Ddraig stop ruining things for me!' Michael growled at the magic dragon talking through his head.

"Mako-chan!"

"Gya-chan!"

"Mako-chan!"

"Gya-chan!"

And so the hidden Gasper Faction and Makoto Faction were revealed.

Standing beside Makoto, both Saji and Michael watched the two groups square off in heated debates on the cuteness level both 1st years gave off.

"How did you know this would work?" Saji said as he looked on, impressed with his friend's handiwork.

"Dude, apparently the groups in the school are either hidden or out in broad day light. I mean we used to be in a cult where our main business everyday was to attack dudes who interact with chicks. It wasn't that hard to guess." Michael focused his sight on Makoto and raises a hand in greeting. "Hiya!"

"U-Uh…hi?" Makoto timidly responded, offering a meek wave in return.

'So he's a Gasper-type huh?' Michael got used to "typing" people out by people he actually know. Kiba, the weird handsome guy that annoyed the crap out of him. Akeno, the kind onee-sama with a sometimes scary interest in S&M. Asia, the really innocent girl. Koneko, the … type of girl. And lastly, Raynare, the girl who can either be really kind or scary based on how you acted towards them.

"Come on. What kind of "hi" is that? This our first meeting, so do it like a man! Like this!" Michael turns to Saji. "Hiya!"

"What?" Saji, having not paid any attention, turned to face his friend.

"Not good enough!"

*SLAP!*

"Gaah! Michael what the fu-?!" Saji rubbed the red, hand-shaped mark Michael left on his face, wincing in pain.

"Okay, don't follow his example. He's just terrible at this."

"Seriously, Michael! What the hell was that fo-" Multiple hands suddenly lashed out and grabbed Saji by the clothes.

"This is for hurting our beloved Makoto-chan's feelings!"

"Nonononononono! Michael help me!" Saji screamed in terror, reaching out to his friend.

Michael casually slapped the hand away, shouting back, "Can you not see me in a conversation? I will talk to you later!"

"Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"Saji, I said I will talk to you when I am done." Michael shot a look at his friend before turning back to the little boy in front of him. "Anyways, where were we? Oh yeah! Hi, my name is Michael Hanamura, a...a really great guy." Michael still had trouble not saying his catchphrase.

"H-Huh?"

Michael couldn't get why the boy was so afraid of a little introduction. He figured the boy must have been a Gasper-type person after all. It wasn't as severe because he was able to at least utter some words.

"Now it's your turn. I gave you my name. Now you give me your name, kid." Michael used his hand to motion for the boy to speak.

"M-My name?"

"What? You don't have one?" Michael asked, taking a playful jab at the kid.

"W-Well my name is…" Makoto was still confused on the whole situation itself when Michael offered his greeting. Usually, people would just throw themselves at him like the girls several feet away who were preoccupied ripping Saji limb from limb. The gesture wasn't lost on him, but it wasn't familiar with him either.

"Makoto Abe. Nice to meet you, Michael Hanamura-kun." Makoto bowed politely.

"Hey, no need for that. It's fine. We're cool, right, Saji?"

"They're tearing me apaaaaaaaaaaaart!" Saji wailed as he felt another bone popped out of place.

"See? We're cool."

"O-Okay." Makoto nodded with a shaken smile; this interaction was quite new to him, but that didn't mean he hadn't felt a little comforted from their conversation.

"Judging by the way you look, I can make a guess and say you're a first year, making you my kouhai right?" Michael snickered, folding his arms behind his back.

"Kouhai?" Makoto placed a finger to his lips, his expression clearly of one deep in thought. "...then that means I called you by-" He gasped. "-please forgive me Hanamura-senpai!" Makoto bowed in fear at his disrespect. He just called his senior by his full name while using the honorific of "–kun" by mistake! How could he have been so foolish?

"Hey. Relax. I said that there's no need for that. I don't really care on how you title me… unless it's Michael Hanamura, the greatest dude ever-senpai. Then I'll allow it."

"T-That names s-sounds way too long."

"I know. Look, I'm trying to think up a new shtick for me." Michael groaned. "Just call me Michael-senpai so this process can go smoothly next time."

"Next time?" Makoto gasped at the prospect of having a normal conversation with not just his senior but another guy happening not just once, but potentially again in the near future.

"Of course. We're friends now, so we'll definitely be able to talk anytime we see each other. Isn't that right Saji?" Michael smiled, whipping his head around. "Saji?"

He sucked in his lips at the horrifying sight of Saji hog tied and covered in bruises, cuts on the floor beside the angry girls. They weren't too keen of the thought that Makoto was socializing with Michael, "The Beast of Kuoh Academy".

So naturally they're initial thoughts were to…

[KILL HIM!]

The girls stampeded towards the boys.

"Get Makoto-chan away before he's corrupted!"

"Oh no! What do we do Michael-senpai?" Makoto felt Michael's hand firmly grasp his shoulder.

"I guess we have to leave Saji behind…Oh well have fun dude." Michael looked regretful then grinned at his friend's pitiful position.

"Scweww Weuuu!" The gag muffled his words.

"And just follow my lead."

Makoto nodded as he heard his senior shout with sharp eyes.

"Blue 41! Hut! Hike!"

Immediately grasping the football plays. The boys charged at the girls only to run through a hallway midway to the center point.

"Crap! They got away! After them!"

The girls shifted into second gear and chased after the clever pair of boys.

"H-How did they not see that coming!?"

"That's because teenage girls don't understand the concept of football! Now run my child! RUN!"

Chaos ensued in the hallways of Kuoh Academy...and it wasn't even sixth period yet. Any bystanders were knocked down or sent flying by the girls pursuing Michael and Makoto, who kept running to survive. But these girls weren't so willing to just let them escape.

"Don't let the beast get Mako-chan!"

"Cut off his balls!"

"Why the balls!? What does my manhood have to do with any of you!?" Michael screamed as he picked up the pace with Makoto behind him.

"Now what do we do Michael-senpai?" Makoto looked up at Michael, the young man looking ahead with a confident smirk.

"Don't worry! Leave it to your reliable senpai?"

"Senpai, you're-" Makoto gasped as he was almost tripped by Michael sticking his foot out. "-trying to trip me!?"

"Dammit! Hold still!" Michael shouted, the shorter boy far more agile than he appeared as he jumped over each attempt to trip him.

"WHY!?"

"They want you not me! If you keep running with me, they'll soon steal my family jewels and I can't have that! So be my SACRIFICE!" Michael voice became dark. "Volunteer as tribute!"

"Noooooo!" Makoto picked up the speed, leaving Michael in his dust as he managed to escape.

"No, wait! Come back! I was just kidding! Don't leave me alone with them!" Michael reached out, trying in vain to stop his meat shield-er-"friend". 'For a little guy, he sure can run fast!'

Rounding the corner up ahead, Michael saw Saji, having managed to survive his beating, crawling to the nearest nurse's office.

"Saji!"

"Mike? Thank goodness! I need your help. I don't think I can make it."

"Don't worry, Saji! I got you!" Michael picked Saji up by the shoulders.

Michael's hair covered his face as he grabbed Saji's arm.

"Thanks, Mike. I owe you one."

"Quick! Don't let the beast get away! We'll get rid him before he gets all the bishounen guys to himself!"

"Ah! It's that secretary jerk! Let's kick his ass for making our dear Mako-chan cry!"

The girls were getting closer and far more bloodthirsty by the minute.

"Crap! They're here too? Why are we just standing here let's move! Michael?" Saji looks to see Michael's eyes gleaming before he mutters, "You wouldn't dare..."

"SACRIFIIIIIIIICE!" Michael shouted and flung Saji over his shoulder and at the crazed pursuers' intent to make their lives like hell.

"GAGH! YOUSONUVABI-AAAAARGH!" Saji was engulfed by the mob of girls and was entering another sound beating as Michael shouted.

"Continuity is a bitch isn't it asshole!? That's for the filler chapter you traitorous bastard!"

With no regrets Michael booked it out of the academy while ignoring the curses his friend screamed, while he was once again hogtied and tortured by the ravenous girls of Kuoh Academy.

"Looks like I lost them." Michael panted as he hid behind a tree outside of school.

Hearing the familiar sounds of two girls chatting Michael looks behind the tree to see Raynare, Xenovia and Asia chatting about their plans after school. Michael would have greeted them but decided to lay low in case the VVV were secretly watching him to take him out.

'I'll just wait for them to leave, but there's nothing wrong with listening am I right?' Michael stuck his ear out and grinned, 'They must probably be talking about how awesome I am.'

Michael waited to hear the wonderful things they must think of him.

"Michael-sama can be such a slob. He doesn't clean his mess when he's in the room and always leaves his clothes out like it's a hamper." Raynare sighed.

But that wasn't the case. Michael froze and continued to listen.

"I-It's not that bad, Raynare-san I don't think that's a big issue." Asia tried to defend him which had Michael in tears happy the former nun was sticking up for him.

"Asia-chan you shouldn't be so lenient with him or else he'll never learn. I keep trying to convince him to handle it but he keeps making excuses about doing his homework (Lies), doing study sessions at Motohama or Matsuda's homes (Lies; he was playing video games) and training (The truth). He just doesn't get how to be serious with the little things." Raynare exclamations were piercing through Michael like arrows as he fell to his knees.

"But shouldn't we be fair towards him after all the injuries from his fight with the Vanishing Dragon?" Xenovia wondered.

"Normally yes, but that doesn't stop him from training despite all the warnings we give him." Raynare makes a good point.

After the fight with Vali, Michael was now more determined to get stronger so he places more effort in his training whenever he's given the chance be it in the early morning or late at night.

Asia had to be there to watch him each time so his wounds wouldn't reopen. Fortunately the worst injuries that he gets range from small bleeding cuts to strained muscles.

"You have a point, but I am also to blame for that." Xenovia admits her willingness to train with both Michael and Kiba whenever they were given free time.

Occasionally she found it a requirement to hone her skills so she can better perfect her proficiency with Durandal and bring out it's absolute destructive capabilities.

But training wasn't the only reason why Xenovia joined them.

"Don't stress yourself too much about what he does afterwards. He ends his training with a bath in the underground basement for a single hour before going to bed." Xenovia elaborated in exact detail.

Both Asia and Raynare look to each other before looking back at Xenovia.

"Xenovia-san, why do you know all this?" Asia slowly asks.

"Hm? Isn't it obvious? I'm slowly breaking down any defenses Michael has so we can start practicing to produce our first child." Xenovia said without shame.

'I knew she would spill the beans about that!' Michael facepalmed since it was true but lately he wasn't going to crack. He's been keeping his training to a minimum since the last time Xenovia caught him off guard in the bath.

"Producing a child?"

Face heating up with embarrassment Raynare demanded an answer, "Why would you do that right after Michael-sama's training and in a bath of all places?"

Asia was also turning red, but remembers, "Is that the reason Michael-san almost drowned in the baths that one time?"

'That was my only choice of escape.' Michael remembers back to that day.

(Flashback)

"Man my body is sore…" Rolling his arms around while wearing nothing but a towel, Michael enters the underground baths. He just had an intense sparring match with Kiba while learning to control the output of the dragon power he can use.

Finishing things up near midnight tired them both out with the exception of Gasper, who fell to sleep after watching, initially he was done practicing with his sacred gear but wanted to stay and watch his two seniors go at it. Fatigue was still caught up to him in the end after a couple of hours.

Deciding to use the bathroom upstairs along with putting Gasper to bed, Kiba leaves Michael alone to take a bath.

Not like he needed to insist because Michael's become strangely weary of Kiba since he moved in with him especially when the two were in baths together. Always getting awkward whenever Kiba volunteered to wash Michael's back. Along with the strange and envious comments about Michael's developing muscles.

Michael made sure to keep some distance away from Kiba whenever they were left alone like that.

"Man, this place is the best! It's like a dream house." Michael jumps right on in the warm water and goes limp like jello inside. He was thankful for the reconstruction of the apartment into his own house. The feeling was kind of weird since he never thought in his wildest dreams that he would live in a place like this.

To be fair he never actually thought he would be a devil either.

"This water is really doing wonders for my body. Wait is there be some magic in the water?" Michael's eyes sparkled as he took a handful of it, "Maybe it can restore stamina if I drink it!"

Gulping down the mouthful of bath water, Michael idiotically neglected to come to terms with the bath water being just regular bath water. Good Boys and Girls don't do this at home.

Later room's door opens to another guest.

"So this is where you were, Michael." Xenovia entered with nothing but a towel.

"Pblblblblblblbl!" Michael does a huge spit take and coughs.

"X-Xenovia what are you doing here?"

"I've been interested in seeing the baths down in the basement but, it wasn't a big priority for me in the past. So I decided that now was the right moment to check out this room." Xenovia casually sits in the bath besides Michael who sweatdrops at her forwardness to bathe with him, a guy, the opposite sex.

'She's being way too casual about this isn't she concerned about taking a bath with a dude?' Michael didn't know how to respond to the awkward moment.

"So why are you here, Michael?"

"Well I just came back from training is all nothing much." Michael tried to stretch his arm but twitches in pain, "Ow! I guess I shouldn't be moving too much yet."

Michael sweatdropped and chuckled through gritted teeth.

"You've been working hard lately. Do you mind if I ask why?" Xenovia was curious to know the boy's drive.

Looking at his hand, Michael smiled, "It's hard to say you know, after that fight I had with Vali I guess I've been sort of getting serious with my training. I feel that if some things weren't used to prolong the fight then I would have lost. The fact that he's stronger than me just makes me frustrated, but makes me want to work harder and beat him."

The memory of Vali stating his parents and their abandonment of him, had caused Michael to clench his fist.

"I mean yeah it's a tie and I'm currently satisfied with it. But that makes me want to at least to try and get better. If I can train harder then I won't have to reassure myself that my friends won't get hurt if I can protect them. Yeah, I think winning against him will be a goal of mine before I fulfill the dream Buchou believed I can achieve. By becoming a Maou."

"I see…"

Xenovia tilts her head to get a better look at Michael's face. He was filled with conviction and determination if not for the serious look of his expression. The look in his eyes made Xenovia too entranced that she was caught staring at him.

"Whoops! Sorry, I didn't mean to spring all that on you." Michael sheepishly laughs.

Xenovia quickly faces away with a slight blush to her cheeks.

"Still I just need to get stronger until the Ero-Os- well Ero-Sensei decides to train me into controlling the power my sacred gear has."

"I remember him saying that you and Kiba have to leave school a month early to accomplish that. To think you'll miss school while you're out there training your hardest."

"I know that sounds so awesome!"

Michael coughs to mask his joy.

"I mean oh…no…I won't have to do homework and classwork before I leave off to some faraway place where the school can never contact me. So I guess summer homework is out of the question too…" Michael tried to put up a fake performance to hide his disinterest in school.

"Don't worry, I'll be sure to remind, Buchou about it right when its handed out in class."

"…Damn." Michael curses to himself for even talking that way around Xenovia, 'I forgot she can take anything I say so earnestly.'

"Well anyways I just hope I can get stronger from that experience wherever I'm going." Michael sits back and relaxes.

Looking at the relaxed Michael, Xenovia turns to face him, "Michael to be honest there is another reason why I came in at this time."

"What do you mean?" Michael rolls over to look at Xenovia who was now closer than she was before, wait a minute… alone in a bath…with Xenovia…naked…that meant.

"Wait…"

"Now that we're both alone we can finally commence our baby making practice." Xenovia removes her towel and begins advancing.

"Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! No! I should have saw the signs!" Michael exaggerated with a big scoot to the end side of the bath.

Xenovia crawled on all four as she looked at him in the eyes. Couldn't she tell that doing that gives him a clear view of her breasts?

"I heard from Akeno-fukabuchou that you took the Buchou's virginity in a bath, right? So, I decided to use this environment to your liking. Now, this way we won't have clothes to hold us back."

"Just because I did it that one time in the bath doesn't mean I like doing it that wa-!?"

Xenovia draws in closer to Michael and straddles his chest pressing her breasts to his.

"Michael now can actually start right? I mean can see everything you have..." Xenovia looks down before looking away with a blush

"Everything I hav-…Oh my god-ow!" Michael noticed that she saw his "little Michael" and gulped.

"And now you can see everything I have…" Xenovia embraced Michael without holding back.

"W-Wait, Xenovia your chest is-! What I mean is you are too close!" Michael panicked when Xenovia leaned in closer. Her breasts were now flattened against his chest, having him feel her nipples rub all over him.

The close body contact between her and Michael infatuated, Xenovia to keep going. She rubbed her hands up Michael's arms and back feeling how thick and defined they were.

"So this is what men and their skin feel like. It's very thick. Do all of you, men possess such bodies? No, I think it would only be you with how hard you've been training." Xenovia was lost in her unsubtle groping.

This skinship was a first for her and she decided to take things slow and learn as much as she can.

Reaching outside of the baths, Michael picks up a small wooden stool used to keep you up to scrub yourself with soap before washing yourself off.

'I am too tired to be dealing with this today…' Michael thought as he looks back at Xenovia and roars.

"This is the only way!" Michael held the stool over his head, "If I can't rest then!"

'Is he going to hit me with that?" Xenovia gasped.

*BOOONK!*

"Let me dreeeeeeeeam!" Michael hits himself over the head with it.

"Let me dream! Let me dream! Let me dream! Let me dream! Let me dream! Let me dream!" Michael continuously hits himself until he passes out in the bath water.

"M-Michael?" Xenovia blinks before hurrying to pick up the unresponsive Michael from the water.

"Michael!" Xenovia picks him up to see his limp form. Flying out the main body the soul of Michael slowly started to flutter out into the sky.

Until the noise of Koneko entering the room caught everyone's attention.

"Koneko quick Michael passed out and drowned do you know CPR?" Xenovia held the unconscious boy close to herself.

"Xenovia-senpai…" Koneko cracks her knuckles and walks towards them, "…Step aside."

*BAM!* *CRACK!* *BAM!* *BAM!*

The soul of Michael was trying to retreat but the hands of its body somehow dragged it down; it was afraid of getting hit anymore and didn't want to get left behind!

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" The soul seeped back into the body where it too got beaten silly by the harsh attacks of the Rook.

Afterwards, Michael's limp body slowly floated in the water back side up. A stockpile of bumps stood tall at the back of his head.

(Present)

"Even when I came back to life she still continued to beat me up…" Michael shuddered.

"Xenovia-san, I can't believe you would do that." Asia looked distressed after hearing the full truth.

"I know don't you understand the consequences of your actions?" Raynare growled.

'Looks like reason is about to go up and slap Xenovia in the face!' Michael thought.

"It may have happened once in there but it's still unsanitary to do those things in the bathroom!"

"Don't you realize you can contract diseases and viruses if you do it in there? Next time try it somewhere safer!"

Both girls scolded Xenovia for the location instead of the deed.

'That's what you're both upset about?' Michael shook his head.

"I knew of the danger, but as of lately we can't be shrewd with our tactics." Xenovia said sounding like she was going into battle,

"We're already at a disadvantage with Rias-buchou and Akeno-fukabuchou being in the lead. Measures dangerous like this have to be made. You two know as much as I do too."

Both girls were stunned and complied with Xenovia mentality. They felt more and more obligated to do bolder things to be at least be in the running for Michael's affection. And being "at least" in the top 1 or 2 place seemed impossible now with Michael dating Rias. So Xenovia saw this as a chance to go attempt risky plots to do what they needed before Rias or Akeno make their move.

"Don't you both see this is the only way we can hope to progress and if we band together our results could improve."

"You're right, w-we can't always stay on the safe side." Raynare admitted.

"Raynare-san?" Asia gasped.

"Then you do agree." Xenovia nodded.

"But that doesn't excuse the fact that we're all aiming for the same thing." Raynare narrowed her eyes.

'Okay, how come the tone shifted way, and what are they even talking about?' Michael was clueless.

"We may get an advantage by working together, but that won't excuse the fact that we're each sharing his affection." Raynare closes her eyes and continues, "I'm not saying a truce from time to time is a bad thing, but I'd rather get results on my own."

"I see, so you wish to do things on your own terms?" Xenovia glared at Raynare.

"Of course, because even though Rias-san and Akeno-san are in the top 2 at the moment doesn't mean there isn't a chance to receive the top 2 perks they get in their spots. So excuse me of my selfishness, but I intend to do things my way to get Michael-sama to myself."

Raynare glared back at Xenovia, as the tension between both girls rose with a frazzled Asia in the middle looking at both nervously.

"Hm!" Both of them smirked.

"I guess that makes us rivals then."

"Seems so, and don't think I'll hold back."

The two seemed to show what seemed to be good sportsmanship, but for what cause?

'I thought they were going to fight, but I think the matter is solved now.' Michael wiped his forehead.

"So, Asia what will you do?" Xenovia's voice chimed.

'Crap it isn't over yet, and why are they getting Asia involved?' Michael jerked up and looked at them from behind the tree in secret.

"Wouldn't you be happy if you were to get more of Michael-sama's attention by yourself?"

"W-Well I…" Asia felt pressured from being the center of attention.

'They're putting her on the spot.' Michael thought.

"M-Me? W-We'll it's true that I don't want to lag behind, Buchou and Akeno-san either, but I feel much happier with just being with everyone because I find everyone being together the best." Asia's bright smile swayed Raynare and Xenovia to stutter back even Michael who shielded his eyes behind the tree.

'Ack! So bright! My eyes I can't see!' Michael covered his eyes in pain from the brightness, 'I should have known Asia's kindness would rival my Greatness!'

[You shouldn't bring her gentleness down to your level.]

'What do you mean down to my level?'

[Exactly what I mean.]

"…" Both Xenovia and Raynare found the blonde girl's devotion to not just herself but others inspiring.

'There's no doubt about it, Asia really is selfless when it comes to these things.'

'Yeah, Asia tends to shine at moments like these, doesn't she?'

Both girls wore big smiles at Asia asks, "Eh? Is something wrong did I say something weird?"

"No, nothing at all."

"Don't worry about it, Asia your way of thinking is right too."

"Hm?" A question mark appeared above the girl's head.

Realizing something Asia speaks up, "Excuse me, Raynare-san, before I thought you really enjoyed doing Michael-san's laundry though."

"W-What gave you that idea?" Raynare gulped.

"Because one day, I passed the laundry room and heard from behind the door some heavy breathing along with some… moaning?" Asia wanted to confirm this.

"That is true, sometimes when I go there to drop off my clothes. I find that less and less of Michael's clothes mainly his tops were missing." Xenovia said.

Looking between the two with shifty eyes while sweating bullets, Raynare nervously giggled, "Well you see I kind of have a good reason for that because of the bleach? Yes the bleach!"

"The bleach?" Xenovia asks, confused.

"Yes, the bleach sometimes I accidentally spill it over Michael-sama's clothes and it makes it so hard to breathe that I have to make that sound to ventilate the strong smell. And since his clothes were ruined by it I just toss it in trash." Raynare had a well detailed excuse she doubt would work.

"I see then forgive me for my misunderstanding." Asia bowed.

"Me too, I guess we shouldn't have jumped to that conclusion." Xenovia scratched her head.

They bought it and they weren't the only ones.

'Man…and I thought I found the culprit for my missing shirts too. Oh well I guess I should buy new ones… with the money I don't have.' Michael groaned.

"It's nothing you two let's just forget about it, okay?" Raynare turned away from both girls. She was holding onto her duffel bag and slowly stuffing in a red sweaty shirt. She had intended to use it after school in the bathroom so she can get her usual 'relief'.

'They must never know.' Raynare's eyes gleamed as Asia and Xenovia laughed at their 'misunderstanding'.

After laughing off the conversation both Xenovia and Raynare decided to take off real quick since they were both called in by Rias to help sort out some work in the clubroom. Waving goodbye and seeing off Asia who was now free to enjoy her class break.

"Everything seems cool around here. So I guess I'll just be on my way." Michael walks off and stops to hear Asia suddenly get called by someone and that someone apparently sounded slightly rough.

"Hey there blondie come over here for a second."

"Eh?"

'Who the flip is that?' Michael returns to his spot to glance at Asia who was frantically looking around for who called her and turns back to see who it was.

With a raise of the hand a young man with mild spikey snow-white hair and light blue eyes approached Asia. He seemed to be wearing a black gakuran uniform from a rival school. He seemed to be quite toned as well evidenced by his uniform being stretched out by his muscles.

"Yeah, yeah you. Could there be any other blondie around here?" The man's snarky response caught Asia's attention.

The aura the guy had was filled with a red glow of rage and irritation, which looked like his default emotion. But no, he wasn't just like this because of the looks he got from the students. Nor because of what happened the night before but what happened after it.

As soon as he got into the streets he was stopped by a couple of cops suspicious of him loitering. So you can't blame him because his day started off shaky.

'I finally got into this stupid town and its already giving me trouble, first I slipped down the steps to my old apartment, then I was attacked by a pack of stray dogs, then mauled by stray cats then the dogs came back because of the cats, got brought down to some stupid station since they thought I was loitering, almost got arrested by a cop for trying to help a little girl who scrapped her knee, and now I had to deal with whatever the fuck those guys in hoods were!' The young man grumpily approached Asia with sharp teeth bared (not actual; but used to show that he was mad), 'I swear if I have to deal with any more crap from even this chick I'm gonna-!'

"Oh forgive me I didn't see you at first." Asia bows and gives the young man a bright smile, "How can I help you?"

"…U-Ugh." The young man was taken back from the refreshing unexpected greeting.

"I'm sorry did you not need my help?"

He scratched his head and asked, "No, it's just that I… you know what never mind."

"O-Okay." Asia could see the man's shock and was hoping she didn't offend him.

'Dammit! That greeting was completely normal devoid of anything that usually annoys me like 'Don't you see me busy?' or the usual when they just run away when I call for them. Just what the hell is so distrusting towards people who look at me for the first time?' The young man exaggerates in his head.

Coughing to himself the young man tries to find the right words to say. Watching from his spot Michael started to guess who the stranger was.

'Who is that guy and why is he talking with Asia?' Catching the guy's unusual uniform Michael could tell that he wasn't from here but there was something odd about him. Something that Michael didn't trust about the guy,

'This guy I feel something from my gut telling me that he is… a freaking DELINQUENT!' Michael shouted in his mind, 'Just look at the way he called Asia and the way he talked too. And especially his white hair…'

Michael gulped as he remembers Koneko doubting that only people born with it usually act calm or quiet. Another architype idea he believed in.

'Only delinquents dye their hair white and this guy is bad news…' Living up to his assumption Michael was about to storm over there and put a stop to things until a hand stops him.

"Michael-kun?" Kiba pats his shoulder.

"Oh hey, Kiba what's going on?" Michael turns around to see her fellow devil. He saw that Kiba was now grabbing his wrist.

"Well I was told by Buchou to escort you away from the courtyard." Kiba sounded serious as he started dragging Michael away.

"No! Why I was about to bust a delinquent for messing with Asia." Michael struggled to break free.

"I can't tell you but you just have to come with me." Kiba was told to keep Michael somewhere secluded away from public and the clubroom. Word has gotten out that a lone white haired teen has knocked flat the entire VVV group who interpreted him as another pretty boy about to enroll on campus. The group was demolished. Their heads were literally dug into the ground.

And with that trail of destruction it could be seen that 'he' was here.

Rias had him find Michael so that they wouldn't meet under any circumstances.

"But look he's going to mess with Asia right as we speak!" Michael pointed.

Kiba looked back and sweatdropped, 'That's him…'

"Now do you see what I have to do?"

Kiba dragged Michael away even faster after that.

"Let go let me do this!" Michael tried to break free from the knight's grip.

"Michael-kun just make things easier for yourself. It will do you some good." Kiba groaned.

"Really then okay Kiba." Michael allowed himself to get dragged away, "I mean if you think this is for my own good then I'll just listen and respect your position."

Michael picked up some dirt in his hands.

"Thank you, Michael-kun I appreciate i-bwgh!" And threw it at Kiba's face

"Eat it fool, I don't have time to respect your authority I have to save Asia!" Michael breaks free and rushes over to the pair.

"No, don't!" Kiba was hindered by the sand in his eyes.

"Make me!" Michael stuck out his tongue.

"Michael Hanamura to the rescue!" Michael roared booking it towards Asia and her *harasser*.

Resolving the issue the young man had, that was to look for Rias Gremory. Asia complied happily giving him directions to find her after she was told that it was a meeting Rias authorized herself.

But before he could leave, Asia realized the teen's bad mood and talked with him about it. Little by little it worked and the teen was able to soothe his temper before something else ruined it.

Soon afterwards Asia asked and listened to the young man's stressful day this morning and taught him to try to look at the better picture of things and stay positive.

Her polite, soft words were able to move the young man's heart as he finally could see clearer now.

"I hope your meeting goes well." Asia bowed about to leave.

"Yes, thank you, you were pretty helpful and thanks to you I've been able to open my eyes." The young man looked wiser than he did a couple of minutes ago.

"It was nothing Mr…um… I'm sorry but I'm afraid I don't know your name." Asia asked.

"Right I forgot my name is Shirou Fujimura and I have to really thank you for that talk."

"No problem, Fujimura-sa-."

"Just call me, Shirou."

"Okay, Shirou-san, I'm just glad to help. I hope when you're done we can meet again sometime and maybe you can meet my friends. Knowing how nice they are you might get along with them especially with…" Asia twiddled around her fingers before stopping. She just saw who she was about to bring up charging right at them.

"Especially who?"

The young man looked from side to side.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"Do you hear something?"

"M-Michael-san!?" Asia gasped.

"So his name is Michael huh? I guess he's not as bad as he sounds since you're his friend, right?" Shirou oblivious to what was coming turned his back to the charging teen.

"Michael Hanamura's Special Surprise Kick!" Spearing the teen's chest with his foot Michael sent him tumbling into a couple of bushes.

[That Anime attack name doesn't make sense and it's too long!]

'Really sounds cool to me.' Michael thought and heard the groan from his dragon partner.

"Heh! Pretty stupid for a delinquent to leave his guard down when he's attacking an innocent girl. Especially with someone as vigilant as me." Michael struck a cool pose and smirked.

"M-Michael-san?" Asia looked from the bushes then to Michael.

"Its okay Asia, no need to worry. The delinquent won't be coming back to scare you not while I'm around to stop him." Michael still kept his cool pose.

"No, Michael-san he wasn't doing that."

"Hah! I know he probably was trying to do something else to ya! But nothing like that will ever happen again since I've decided to always protect you." Michael chuckled.

"T-Thank you, n-no, I appreciate the thought Michael-san, but you really didn't need to do that he was just a visitor looking for the-!" Asia stops when she saw the shadow of the teen get out from the bushes.

"I see you're still up. Not many have faced my kicks and lived to tell the tale." Michael laughed and lunged at the strangely quiet teen, "Now here's another kick going straight for your balls!"

Shirou had his hair cover his eyes as he cocks his head to the side to dodge the kick.

'What?' Michael gasped then began to sweat as he saw a pair of blue eyes stare him down. If that wasn't enough there was also a hand gruffly placed around his neck to keep him in place.

Tightening his hold on Michael's throat Shirou growled, "Why hello there asshole…"

'Can't breathe!' Michael clawed the hand choking him for air.

"Do you know what I've been through today?" Shirou's voice sounded low and menacing.

'Still can't breathe!'

"I've sexually harassed by a prostitute once I entered the town's red light district! Almost got hit by a truck! I got into a pointless debate about breasts or asses being the superior feature of women with these two slap jockeys when I entered this damn school! Next I was getting attacked by these guys wearing those creepy assed hoods for whatever the fuck they thought I was doing to those girls surrounding him."

'VVV.' Michael corrected but could probably guess that the girls were more infatuated with a bad boy; someone different than the 'Handsome Prince' Kiba.

"And now I just got kicked by some little shit eating- *Sharp Inhale!*" Shirou releases Michael, who was coughing like crazy.

"You know what fuck it, it doesn't matter anymore just make sure to stay the hell away from me if you want to keep all of your teeth." Shirou shoved his way past Michael to Asia.

He approaches Asia, "Thank you, Asia though this jackass might have interrupted our conversation, I'm still grateful for the directions you gave me."

"N-No worries. I hope your meeting goes well." Asia smiled, happy that she got a new friend but a little disappointed that her new friend won't really want to talk to Michael after what he had done.

"Thanks." Shirou looks at Michael with an unreadable expression.

'M-Maybe they can still get along…' Asia clasped her hands together.

"Piss off." Shirou flipped Michael the bird and walks off with his hands in his pockets. Leaving a jaw dropped Michael and surprised Asia in his wake.

'On second thought it will just be hard to even get them to look eye to eye.' Asia sweatdropped.

'Okay flipping me off aside.' Michael shook it off.

"That guy…" Michael rubbed his neck and stared at Shirou's back, he remembers back to that one moment where Shirou effortlessly dodged his kick, 'Is he just a delinquent?'

*PINCH!*

"Ngh!" Michael realized he was receiving punishment from a pouting Asia.

"What did I do?"

"That was for hurting Shirou-san out of nowhere, Michael-san. That wasn't a very nice thing you did." Asia scolds the taller teen.

"But he was a delinquent with *GULP!* white hair."

"But Koneko-san has white hair as well."

"I know that's why he's dangerous and did you see the way he got mad!?" Michael pointed out.

"But it's only because he's been having a bad day!" Asia raised her voice at Michael who was caught off guard.

"Bad day?" Michael was finally listening to reason.

"Yes, many things have happened to him and I volunteered to listen to him." Asia looks away sadly, "I thought my talk with him worked, but instead it made him even angrier than before. Because…" Asia didn't want to point any fingers so she left those words to be silent.

Michael slumps down and scratches his head, 'Of me…'

Michael understood his fault and sighed, 'Well I guess I better make things right by doing the one thing I know. Annoying people…'

Holding Asia's shoulder with a grin on his face Michael says.

"Don't worry Asia I'll make sure to get this guy and make things right!"

"Eh? But-." Asia didn't know why but she felt that the idea of Michael handling it wasn't going to end well.

"In case of things going south tell Kiba to call the 'Strongest Person' I know, he'll get who I'm talking about!" Michael exclaimed as runs after Shirou in a vain attempt to 'make things right.'

"O-Okay." Asia agreed.

"No, Michael-kun…!" Kiba runs to Asia and continues to wipe his eyes.

"K-Kiba-san what's happened?"

"It's not important it's Michael-kun! Damn… I was too late!" Kiba cursed.

"Why what's happening?"

"It's the messenger the one that was coming. Michael-kun's about to make contact with him!"

"The messenger but the only one Michael-san will talk to is…" Asia's eyes widen in realization/fear.

"Shirou-kun." Kiba finished.

"Oh no…" Asia gasped.

"Quick we have to inform Buchou before things get worse!"

"Hai!"

Asia follows Kiba to the Old Schoolhouse while looking over her shoulders.

'Michael-san please be okay and don't do anything harmful.' Asia prayed.

Following Shirou for 6 minutes Michael finally caught up to him and stopped a couple feet away from the annoyed Shirou, "Hey there!"

"…"

"I said hey there!"

"I heard you the first time, I was just trying to ignore you."

"Ignore me! Hah! You must not know who I am!"

"Of course, we just met a couple of minutes ago…" Shirou stared at Michael, dumbfounded he thought, 'Am I seriously talking to someone this dense?'

"Well then allow me to introduce myself! My name is the Gre-! I mean, my name is Michael Hanamura the greatest person than anyone you've ever met and will meet!" Michael points a thumb to himself and grins.

'Correction I'm definitely talking to someone this dense. And guess what I'm gonna do next…' Shirou spins on his heel and decides to walk away.

Sticking his hand out Michael shouted, "Hey don't just walk away!"

'For me to get him to stop I'll have to go to the next level of being obnoxious.' Michael thought, 'But I need a setup, something that's a classic…'

"Look I'm not in the mood for any of your crap right now pal, I just need to get a job done. So don't get in my way so this can get done easily."

'Easy? I got it now the one way to stop him in his tracks is this…!'

"Do you know what the easiest thing for me to do is?" Michael snickered.

"What?"

"Your mother."

…

…

…

"What did you just say?"

The atmosphere grew heavy as a deadly aura permeated around Shirou's body. Michael gulped then grinned ignoring the anger and fury the delinquent will rain down on him after he says these very words,

"What I'm saying is that your mother is easier than a groupie at a TeamFourStar panel." Michael laid down the burn hoping the reference would be caught by the delinquent.

Walking a few brisk steps after Michael, Shirou walks with his face covered by the shadow of his hair as he cracks his hands. The aura which surrounded him filled the entire area as adrenaline started pumping in Michael's chest evidenced by the fast beats of his heart.

'This guy is…!' Michael gasped as a shadow covered his visage.

*DON!*

With at least one last step, Shirou jumped in the air and cocked his fist back before smashing it into the ground where Michael once stood. The teen barely dodged the attack as he glanced at the white haired teen with shock.

That punch just now created a crater the size of a human body. Of course the attention of the students were grasped as they started to circle around them interested in the bout that's about to go down.

Standing up and cracking his hands, Shirou slowly looks up at the airborne Michael and decrepitly grinned, that was holding back the amassing amounts of anger he held in.

"So you want to go, huh, you bastard?"

Michael lands on the ground and gets up to face his soon to be opponent.

"Fine then I guess the meeting could wait for just a little while for this. I'll even spare 10 minutes of my time since it will take that much just to knock your ass out but…"

The image of Shirou's enraged smirking visage, ready for battle, engrained itself into Michael's mind as he said,

"If I wanted to kill you then it will take me 5 minutes flat!"

Suddenly terrified but excited to test his current training out Michael raised himself in a fighting stance and grinned while sweating a little,

'No, ordinary delinquent!' Michael finished his trail of thought as Shirou dives in and cocks his fist back with Michael charging head first to do the same.