"Haah~ I wish I have an encounter."

Hyoudou Issei, a third year junior high said to his two friends. The three of them was lounging around near the riverbank, skipping the class they were supposed to attend. It was a rather sunny afternoon with occasional winds blowing.

"We all do, Ise. We all do," Motohama, the bespectacled man, replied to him. They were sitting under a large tree, with Issei laying down on the grass.

"Yeah… hey. I managed to find my parent's porn DVD stash, wanna watch it?" Matsuda asked his fellow perverts.

"Oooh! What a finding! Let's go to your house!" Issei shouted eagerly. He would be the Harem King, after all. It was his ambition.

"You idiot! My parents are home! If they found out that I am skipping school, I'll be dead!"

"So, what should we do to kill time?"

"I propose we sleep! The weather is nice, and under this tree, somehow I feel sleep…y…"

Both Matsuda and Motohama just watched when Issei went to sleep.

"What the hell?! He sounded excited before, how the hell can he feel sleepy?"

Motohama put his hand on Matsuda's shoulder. "I propose we prank him right now," he finished with an evil smirk, which was mirrored by Matsuda.

And thus, Hyoudou Issei found himself alone when he woke up, both his friends were not in sight.

"Huh?" he yawned. "Where's Motohama and Matsuda?" asked him to no one in particular.

When he noticed the sun was quite high, he went to the river to wash his face. It was when he noticed there was something on his face that was not there before.

"Dammit, Matsuda, Motohama. Luckily I went to wash my face first," he then washed his face, if he was only intending to freshen himself before, now he also intended to clean his face from the marker's ink.

What was a marker's ink doing on his face? Motohama and Matsuda apparently decided that his face needed a polish, and polished it themselves using marker.

Pawn
A High School DxD Fanfiction

"Sigh… I bet they were watching the porn right now… but in whose house? It's such a pain to go to both houses." Issei then decided to call his friends. Sadly they didn't answer the phone. So he mailed them curse words.

He took a rest on a nearby park, buying a canned coffee from the vending machine. However, before he could open the lid, he heard something. When he moved his eyes, it was to see a girl wearing a nun outfit sprawled on the ground. Cosplay was the first thing that came to his mind, but for the cosplayer to fall down on the sidewalk, either she tripped or was clumsy.

"Hawaa~"

When he approached her, he began to notice several things. Her white veil fell off her head, revealing her shiny blonde hair. Her big green eyes looked beautiful, creating a perfect sight for his eyes.

Doki

His heart skipped a beat.

"Um, are you okay?" he asked carefully, extending his hand. However, it seemed that the nun didn't understand him one bit. She began to speak in a language Issei couldn't understand. So a foreigner huh?

After she took Issei's hand, she managed to stand up, and bowed while muttering things in a foreign language. Issei took the time to observe the beautiful foreigner more, saving it into his brain. The foreigner then blinked, before a look of realization came to her face. Maybe she realized that he couldn't understand one bit of the sentences that came out of her mouth. She then blushed.

The sight of a beautiful foreigner blushing was something rare. Did God grant him his wishes? Could this be the encounter he wanted?

"Ah, here," Issei offered his canned coffee. The foreign nun stared at the thing in Issei's hand for a while before glancing up at him. "Here, it's for you," Issei extended his hand even more.

Reluctantly, the blonde nun accepted his offer. She then said something that suspiciously sounded like thank you, or maybe that was just him imagining being thanked by a beautiful foreigner.

However, she seemed to change her speaks into another language, English, if what he learned in school was right. And if he heard right, she had just spoken a thank you to him.

So he was not imagining it? She really did thank him.

Aaah~ what was he supposed to say if someone thanked him? Damn, this was the first time he regret not taking school seriously.

"Thank you too." He said which sounded like 'Sankyuutsuu'. The green-eyed girl tilted her head for a while, before giggling.

Issei's face reddened. So that was the wrong answer huh? Damn, he really regretted not taking school seriously. He swore to never skip English class again so that at least if he met another foreigner, he would not embarrass himself.

Issei motioned to a bench not far from the vending machine where he bought the canned coffee. "Sit, there…" unconfidently, Issei said to the nun. Said nun then nodded, before she flashed a cute smile to him which made Issei's face redden even more.

Without words, the blonde opened the can and drank it, and made a distasteful face. She then looked up the writing on the can and before muttering something Issei couldn't understand after reading the writing.

Could it be that she didn't like coffee? Dammit Issei, you should have asked her first! It was what protagonist do in dating sims! No wonder girls stay away from him!

Because he was lamenting his advance, he did not notice that the foreign nun glanced at his face and saw the self-depreciating expression. She then drank it again, ignoring the bitter taste in her mouth, and swallowed it, before she smiled at him.

She couldn't understand why he had tears after she finished drinking it.

Striking a conversation with the Japanese schoolboy, Asia found, was not as hard as she thought. After the awkward introduction, which she tried to tell him her name and took him like three minutes before he understood that she was telling him her name, she finally knew the Japanese schoolboy's name.

He said his name was Issei Hyoudou. She found that while he couldn't understand Italian or advanced English, he could understand basic English. And by basic, she meant really-really basic English. So as long as she used basic English, they could converse.

"Do you know where church is?" she asked the brown-haired boy beside her.

The boy tilted his head, she found it cute, and so she giggled. Apparently it was a wrong thing to do because the boy averted his eyes and there was a red blush on his cheek.

So, she rephrase the word she used in her question, and also used a hand motion. She made a big square, then pointed at her cross. She could see the look of recognition on his face, before he nodded, and motioned for her to follow him.

She grasped his outstretched arm, allowing herself to stand up by pulling his hand. He then started to walk, leading her towards her destination.

On the way there, she heard someone crying. She stopped her walk, and by extension, his walk also. He turned his head towards her, and saw her looking at a boy crying.

She started walking towards the crying boy, intending to help the boy. She couldn't help it, it was in her nature to help someone. The same nature that led her to her situation right now.

She could see a woman was lecturing the boy about something, probably she was his mother. When she was close enough, she could see why the boy was crying, his knee was scraped. Without warning, she placed her hands above the scrap, and willing his Sacred Gear, Twilight Healing to heal the crying boy's knee. Gradually, the knee was healed up. The boy widened his eyes in awe, and saying something in Japanese that she couldn't understand.

"Boy, thank you."

From behind her, she heard Issei Hyoudou said to her. Ah, so the boy was thanking her. She smiled at the boy, and patted his head.

"A boy needs to be strong to protect his parents," she said towards the boy. She then heard Issei Hyoudou said something in Japanese towards the boy, probably translating her words.

She then stood up and began walking again. "Mr. Hyoudou, let's go."

He nodded at her, and led the way to the church again.

"What is that?" he asked her.

She just replied him shortly while smiling at him. "A miracle from God."

The sun had already set when Issei finished escorting the foreign nun towards the only church in the city. She made an offer to serve him some tea, but he refused the offer, mainly because he wanted to go home. His parents wouldn't believe that he was just escorting a foreign beauty. They probably thought that he was too perverted to do anything gentlemanly. Of course he was perverted, his dream was to be a Harem King, after all. But, he too, understood that helping someone in need was equally important as his dream.

But still, he couldn't believe what the nun did to the crying boy.

Magic? So magic exists in this world?

Before he could finish his thought, there was someone blocking his path.

"You."

The person who blocked his path was in fact, a handsome male foreigner with blonde hair and green eyes. He also wore a priest's clothing. His mind connected the man in front of him with the nun Asia Argento that he just met. But what? Could they be siblings? Both had the same hair and eyes. But, the thing that surprised Issei was not that. It was the fact that the person in front of him right now was talking in Japanese, a complete opposite of Asia Argento that he had just met.

"I suggest you don't involve yourself with Asia Argento again. You are just a civilian."

So he was partially right, this man had a connection with Asia.

"What are you talking about? Don't involve myself? I just showed her the way to the church, hell, we can't even communicate clearly because of the language barrier. Speaking of which, your Japanese is good. Who are you anyway? Her big brother or something?"

"We're not blood related, but I consider her my sister. It's sad to see her like this."

"Wait, what are you talking about? Has something happened with Asia?"

The man just lazily stared at him. However, for some reason he couldn't comprehend, there was something unnerving on his stare.

"It seems that I spoke too much. Anyway, heed my warning, don't get yourself involved with her ever again, it's for your own safety."

The blonde man then walked away, leaving a confused Issei.

"Wait! Is this about that magic thing? Are you from a secret magical organization?"

Hearing this, the man in the priest robe started to laugh, but something felt off in his laugh, like there was no amusement. "It's not magic, it's a gift from God." Then he left without looking back at him.

Issei then began walking towards his house, his mind being occupied by what the mysterious blonde man just said.

It had been one week since Issei had met the foreign beauty. During that one week, his friends and teacher wondered why he seemed to take the lesson quite seriously for the first two days before ditching school again and only came back for English class. Like, he skipped school, and then just walked back to join the English class. Of course he got detention after that.

Today, coincidentally there was no English on his schedule, so he was free to skip the class. After spending the morning in the game center, his stomach decided that he should eat, so he left Motohama and Matsuda who were still playing in the arcade.

"Damn it, I should've eaten more in the morning. I didn't realize there was no English class today."

He rubbed his rumbling stomach. The game center and the fast food restaurant where he wanted to eat was five minutes walking, so he had to walk for a bit before he could fill his empty stomach.

He thought that he could read a book while walking, so he took a book from his pocket. It was a Basic English conversation, he bought it after his encounter with the beautiful blonde nun named Asia. He didn't know if his progress on learning was increased or not since he learned it by himself when he was not in class.

He found out that reading a book and fiddling with phone while walking had no difference. The hard thing to do was adjusting his focus on reading and memorizing and sometimes spelling the content of the English conversation book and his sense of surrounding, because playing around with phone required no memorizing and spelling.

That was the reason why he bumped to someone. He was too focused on his books that he tuned out his sense of surrounding.

"Ah, sorry," whoops, he apologized in English. "I'm sorry," he said in perfect Japanese.

"It's fine. It's okay… Hyoudou-san?"

"Ms. Argento?"

Who would've thought that his and Asia's mindset was the same? He certainly didn't. Turned out, when he was reading, he bumped into Asia, who was also reading. He was reading the Basic English conversation, and turned out Asia was reading "Guidebook for Foreigner" in Japan.

After bumping into each other, he then led Asia to a nice restaurant. Luckily he hadn't spent that much in the game center, so his wallet was not that empty. So instead of fast food restaurant that he intended, he decided that he should treat her to a nice meal.

Her confused expression when the waiter presented the menu was cute. It was a few seconds after she gave him a 'help me!' look that he barely explained what each menu was. In the end, Asia decided that she wanted pasta, she said when she had heard it was from Italy, and it reminded her of her home. Issei filed that information for later mentally. He himself chose the same.

The meal was nice, especially Asia's expression when she was eating. The hard drive in his brain surely will be overloaded with Asia's cuteness. Her surprised face when she tasted how delicious the pasta was, her beautiful smile when she wipe the sauce on the corner of his mouth, don't forget the giggle when she realized his face was red from embarrassment. All in all, Issei wouldn't trade anything in the world for the chance fate had given him to meet Asia again today.

After they finished eating, they walked until they arrived at the bench where they had sat one week ago.

"It is truly a surprise for me, you are learning English because of me, I am flattered," Asia started talking.

"Ah… yes… you're welcome…?"

Asia giggled when she heard Issei's response. "Now it's my turn. Good afternoon, Hyoudou-san."

"Woah! Your Japanese is good, there was still a westernish accent, but the pronunciation is good enough!"

"I can't understand what you are saying, but thank you, or should I say, Thank you."

They lost in their (bare) conversation, it was a little hard for Issei to understand what Asia said, and vice versa. But that did not matter. That did not matter in the slightest for the two souls who found comfort in each other's presence.

For Issei, he had never understand love. Sure, he had crush before in his childhood, but after he began entering his adolescence, the lust for breast he had after that fateful day in the park keep escalating until it shrouded him in darkness. However, after meeting Asia one week ago, his mind kept going back to her when he least expected it. This maybe not something drastic like love, but he was sure that he felt comfortable in her presence. It was as if he didn't want her to go away. If one week ago someone said that he would felt comfortable with someone he barely met, then he would laugh at them, saying things like 'impossible', 'good joke', or something like that. But the truth was in front of his eyes.

But suddenly, there was someone interrupting their conversation.

"Asia, you need to go back."

Asia's head moved towards the direction of the voice. "Lady Raynare …"

Issei who didn't understand what they were saying, since he suspected they were talking back in Italian, just stared at the caller in confusion. But soon, the confused expression on his face turned into a perverted grin, for the one who interrupted their conversation was a raven-haired girl wearing something akin to an S&M outfit, with a pair of black wings on her back. She was hovering above the vending machine, making her look more intimidating.

Wait, hovering? He shook his head. Yeah, maybe he was imagining it. More importantly, there was something better for him to do.

He tuned out the rest of the conversation because the sight in front of him was not something he could see every day, so he scanned and memorized her entire body to be saved into his brain. It seemed that he missed out a lot, because now he saw tears falling from Asia's eyes.

He couldn't let this be. He might not know what they were talking about, but judging from the teary-eyed Asia, it was not something good for her.

"Oi!" Issei called the hovering woman.

The woman seemed annoyed that her attempt on persuading Asia to go back so she could finish her plan was interrupted.

"Shut up, you damn cockroach! This is not your business!"

"Hi!" Issei had to jumped back a bit, a little frightened by the intensity of her voice.

After some talk between them which Issei still couldn't understand, Asia took a step forward before she stopped herself and turned back. "Hyoudou-san, thank you for today. It's been a fun day," she smiled at him. But despite the present smile in her face, Issei could see it in her eyes. She didn't want to go with the woman.

"Argento-san! You don't need to go!"

"Shut your damn mouth, you flea! You don't know anything!"

Now the insult got even tinier?!

"I don't need to know anything to see that she doesn't want to go with you!"

Impulsively, Issei grabbed Asia's hand and tried to run to the opposite direction. But before he even could take a step, he felt something weird happened in his stomach. Why was it so warm and painful and numb at the same time?

His body fell forward to the ground, but he could still clearly hear Asia's terrified scream.

"W-wha?"

There was a pool of blood on the ground coming out of his stomach. Eh? If he was not wrong, his stomach wasn't supposed to work like that. So was there something wrong with his stomach? Why were the pavements being made vertically? It wasn't supposed to be like that.

"Hyoudou-san!"

Opening his eyelids kept getting harder and harder.

"Hang in there, Mr. Hyoudou!"

He couldn't understand the last sentence, but from the voice, he knew it was Asia's.

"Ar….gento…-san…"

He tried to mutter her name.

"Yes! Yes it's me, Hyoudou-san!"

"It's… been a fun day…"

That was what he could utter before he couldn't keep his eyelids open anymore and his consciousness leaving him.

"It's futile, Asia. He's dead. You can't revive him," Raynare said to Asia when she saw her healing the lifeless body of some civilian she didn't bother to know the name of.

"I know! I know that Twilight Healing couldn't revive the dead," tears continued to fall from her eyes while she kept the green glow of her Twilight Healing going. "But I am hanging on the hope that he's still alive."

Hearing this, Raynare couldn't help but feel irritated. "Do what you want," She disperse the Light Spear she used to stab the schoolboy in the back. "I'll give you three minutes."

Three minutes later, the lifeless body of Hyoudou Issei was left alone on the pavement near a bench.

From behind the tree, a blonde priest whose name was Dulio Gesualdo nearly cursed.

"This is why I don't want you to get involved with her, you stubborn boy."

He then picked up the body and then put it in the bench, making it so that the passerby who saw the boy would assume that he was sleeping.

"W-where am I?"

When Issei opened his eyes, he expected to see the dark night, or the light from the moon. He remembered that it was already evening when he fell unconscious. But instead of the starry sky, all he could saw was fire surrounding his floating body.

Was his body on fire?!

He quickly scanned the rest of his body, but found no fire. The fire he saw was just surrounding him, not damaging him in the slightest.

[Hmph, at last we meet, my host.]

"Wh-who is it?" Issei turned his head left and right, searching for the owner of the deep voice who shook him.

[Heh, it seems that this meeting is fated to be short. Don't go dying on me, my host.]

Issei felt a strong pull on his entire body, pulling him out of the fire. He also felt the surroundings gradually changed from fire into a bright white light. Because he couldn't stand the brightness, he closed his eyes.

After several seconds of closing his eyes, he could feel the light had died down, and there was the starry sky he had expected before. He tried to stand up, but failed because he felt pain on his stomach. Subconsciously, he rubbed the place where he felt pain the most.

"No, this was not the time for this. I need to help her."

"Where are you thinking on going, boy?"

Not even one step forward, there was someone blocking his path. When he focused his sight, it was the same blonde priest he met one week ago. The one who told him to not involve himself with Asia anymore.

"Sigh, what did I say about not involving yourself with Asia anymore?" the blonde priest stared at him seriously.

"Let me pass, I have to help Asia."

"Do you even know one thing about her?"

Issei narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"

The priest shook his head. "Leave. Just go home and forget about today. Do you even realize what state you are in right now? You're lucky you're still alive. Others in your position would have died, in fact, you've somehow come back from a situation where your heart had stopped beating. You're just a civilian, and you have no business with her."

"So what if I am?! Like you said I don't know anything! I don't even know the circumstance behind her transfer to Japan!" Issei shouted at the priest, his hands clenched into fists. "But you know what? I know she earnestly try to learn Japanese! I know she loved pasta after the meal we had at the restaurant, I know she is very sweet! Have you seen her eyes when that weird dominatrix woman talked to her? I didn't understand what they're talking about, but I saw the fear in eyes! She fears that woman! That's enough reason for me to help her!"

It was at this time that Dulio Gesualdo, the Strongest Exorcist in the Vatican clicked his tongue.

"Don't you dare spouting that to me! I watched her growing up! I watched her smile to everyone, even strangers in Italy and then earnestly helped them! I watched the smile that revolved around her! I watched her always trying to heal everyone, 'God's gift should be used for good' she said! And then what?! The church just exiled her just because she healed a Devil?! Don't joke with me! You who only know her for less than a day telling me that you understand her?! You don't understand anything!"

"Yes! I don't understand anything! But that doesn't mean I can't help her!"

"You're just a civilian!"

"A civilian that wants to help her!"

"I don't want to send you to your doom! Take a look at your stomach! There's a hole on your uniform! The Light Spear pierced you through from the back, but Asia healed it in exchange for herself!"

And true to the priest's word, there was a hole on his bloodstained school uniform. Issei clenched his fists even more. "All the more reason I have to help her."

Dulio inhaled the air, before releasing it. "If there's someone who has more reason to help her, it's me."

"Then why don't you?! Why are you still here?! Why don't you help her before she was taken?! All I see here is just a coward!"

"I have orders! The old man Vasco forbad me to openly show my face!" Dulio then unsheathed his holy sword. "And yet I want to help her! If there's someone who's angrier at the situation than you, it's me!" he thrust his sword to the ground in a fit of emotion.

"Then screw your orders! Go help her dammit!" Issei eyed the holy sword. "If you won't, then I will! No matter what you say!"

Issei with some difficulty managed to take the holy sword on the ground and then ran towards the only place he could think, the church.

"Hey! Boy! It's dangerous!"

Issei heard the priest's shouted, but he ignored it. He continued to ran, his mind never leaving the thought of Asia.

With a pant, finally Issei arrived at the church. He had just walked inside when he felt something behind him. Instinctively, he raised the sword on his grip, blocking another sword in the process.

"Well well, I don't believe it when that bitch Raynare said someone will come. Tch, I guess I was wrong, and I don't like it one bit. How about I decapitate your head and hide your body so Raynare won't know? Huh?! Sounds good doesn't it?!"

In front of him was a white haired man in a priest robe gripping a sword. The mad grin on his face actually made Issei scared a bit. The white-haired priest swung his sword, intending to slash his target's neck. But the blow didn't connect because Issei ducked and thrust his sword, which was deflected by the priest. The priest then kicked Issei in the head, throwing him to his left.

"Dammit."

"Haha, just you wait! I'll slash that neck of yours!"

"Stop it right there, heretics!" a loud, booming voice came out of nowhere, making the priest paused his action.

"Huh? Who're you? Show yourself!"

"I am the defender of the weak! The paragon of justice! The fighter of righteousness! I am the MASKED JUSTICE!"

Then a figure could be seen jumping down. It was a little hard for Issei to see the figure clearly at first, but after a while, the figure proclaiming himself Masked Justice had stepped in between Issei and the mad priest.

"The hell are you talking about?! Masked Justice?! That's just a cheap Tokusatsu mask you can buy from street vendors!" the mad priest started to shout something, but the Masked Justice ignored him in favor of Issei.

"Fear not, young hero. You can continue your journey to greatness, for I will be the one to stall him long enough for you to complete your quest."

It was right there that Issei's jaw dropped. Literally.

The masked justice was wearing the same priest robe as the blonde priest who talked to him. The voice was also nearly identical, while the Masked Justice's voice sounds deep, Issei could hear the similarities between the two voices.

In summary, this Masked Justice person was the blonde priest.

Issei didn't know why the blonde priest would do something like this, if he was not wrong the priest mentioned that he can't be seen, so the decision of wearing that mask was understandable.

Issei shook his head. This was not the time for thinking, he need to help Asia. He stood up and then started to run.

"Find a secret door, young hero. That's the hint I can give you right now."

While running, Issei nodded after hearing the hint.

The Masked Justice and Freed Zelzan then stared at each other.

"Now, I will defeat you, heretic! For I am the MASKED JUSTICE!"

"Cut the 'MASKED JUSTICE' crap! You're wearing a priest's robe, I'm not blind. You must be the representative of the church. Coming here to take Asia back huh?"

"What are you talking about? I am the MASKED JUSTICE!"

"You're just a delusional priest. And they think I am crazy when they have someone like you."

"Guh, you are formidable opponent. With just observation, you managed to deduce my identity easily. That's right. I am the church's SECRET WEAPON! I have been deployed here to help the young hero achieve his goals."

"Enough talk, I'll cut you into pieces then send your body back to those old crones!" Freed swung his sword. But for the second time that night, his sword failed to cut his target. The Masked Justice caught the sword with his bare hand and then crush it. Without warning, the Masked Justice swung his right hand. The right hand met with left cheek, and Freed's world became dark.

After several seconds, the Masked Justice opened his mask, showing the handsome face of Dulio Gesualdo.

"New record for me. Beating four people without swords, though three of them are Fallen Angel. Griselda won't believe it. Though this mask is not cheap… Sigh… the things I do for you, Asia. If that boy failed to save you, I'll beat him myself."

"Argento-san!" shouted Issei. He had found the secret door, it led into a corridor that he was right now. After running for a while, finally he could see a door.

"Argento-san!"

The sight that greeted him was burnt into his mind.

Asia Argento, the kind nun that he met was chained into a cross. Near her was the dominatrix-clad woman.

"Oh? The unimportant tiny little speck of dust is here? How do you arrived here? No, that doesn't matter. What's matters is I will attain the power!"

Issei tuned out the rest of her monologue. He was focused on the limp body of Asia who was chained to the cross. He approached the cross hurriedly. "Argento-san!"

Her body began glowing.

"It's over. It's over for her! Now I will have the power I seek!"

Issei's hand gripped the sword he borrowed from the handsome priest even tighter. Determination showed on his eyes. He was about to do something reckless. But so what? His gut hadn't been wrong tonight, so what was the harm in following his gut one more time?

So Issei swung the sword, trying to cut the chain holding Asia's body. Her body was chained in three areas, right wrist, left wrist, and ankles. He tried to cut the chain in her ankles first. With some difficulties, he managed to do it. The priest's sword was crazily sharp to be able to cut chains like that.

"What are you doing, you vermin!"

"Isn't it obvious? I'm trying to save her."

Issei then jumped and reached for the chain on Asia's right wrist. He managed to hang on that with his left arm, his right hand was holding the sword. But he couldn't manage to swing the sword in fear of accidentally cutting Asia, so he let go of the sword and with all his power, he pulled the chain.

"Arrrggh!" He nearly let go of the chain because the sudden pain entered his body.

"The ritual is still going on you brainless ape! You're gonna ruin it!"

Yes. Asia's body was still glowing. And now, he observed that his body, especially his left arm that was still holding the chain, was also glowing.

"Gaah!"

Somehow, Issei couldn't understand it itself, he managed to pull the chain, freeing Asia's right wrist. He let go and landed on his back.

BADUMP

His body jolted by a sudden shock. Then he shook his head and jumped towards Asia's left wrist, and once again pulled it using all his power.

"Arrrgghhhh!" He felt the pain again, but didn't care as there was still an objective.

"You-You idiot!" He heard the woman shouted, but he didn't care. The woman seemed frightened, but didn't do anything in fear of also ruining whatever ritual she spoke of.

Asia's body glowed even brighter, and the pain Issei felt doubled.

He had to do this. He had to do this! Ignore the pain! It was nothing compared to the stab wound he received from the woman!

"Aaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

(God, if you're real, then please let me save her!)

As if God heard his prayer, the chain broke.

He fell together with Asia as the glow died down.

He tried to stand up. His vision was wavering, but he still could see that somehow the dominatrix-clad woman's body was also glowing for a second before it died down.

"You! You fucking bastard! You ruined my secret plan to extract her Sacred Gear for myself! Who are you?!"

Issei shook his head.

"I am Hyoudou Issei! The man who will be the Harem King!"

"Harem King? What a ridiculous goal! Such a fitting goal for a fool like you. Now then, I'm sorry, but since I blabbed my plan to you, I can't let you live."

With his wavering vision, he saw her create the spear thingy she used to stab him before. For a moment, he panicked. What if that spear stab him again, making him feel the pain again? He didn't want that. He didn't want to feel that pain ever again.

But he heard a deep voice inside his mind.

[Don't worry. You can do it.]

His hesitation was gone. He didn't know whose voice was that, but appreciated that. Reinforcing his belief to save the innocent girl, he stood up firmly as his vision stopped wavering. His two brown eyes was focused entirely on the figure of the black-haired woman in front of him.

[I believe in you, my host.]

The woman threw the spear to him, with the same speed as last time.

BADUMP

[Now, say it with me!]

"Boosted Gear!]

[Boost]

Issei clenched his left hand. He took a step using his right leg, and the punched the incoming spear using his left fist that was glowing slightly.

The spear was destroyed into pieces.

But Issei didn't come out unscathed as the hand he used to punch the spear was dripping blood.

Raynare was shocked. Raynare was really shocked.

The civilian boy she had just killed, now managed to destroy her Light Spear.

She opened her mouth but didn't manage to spew any words.

What the hell was that?!

Why did his lower left arm glow for a while?

It didn't make any sense.

Normal humans were not supposed to be able to do that!

"You…" he started. "I don't know why you did all of this, or why you had to do that to Asia. For all I know, you could be doing it for the sake of someone else. For all I know, you could be doing it to help someone in need."

[Boost]

He took a step forward, which in turn made Raynare took a step backward.

What was this?

Why did she take a step back?

Did she fear him?

No.

Fallen Angels were not supposed to fear humans!

"But, if you think that you can do it by trampling on someone, if you think that you can do it by taking Asia's rights, if you think that Asia is just a disposable pawn," he walked towards her now.

She wanted to take a step back, distancing herself from the boy in front of her, but found out that her leg froze in fear.

[Boost]

"By the power Oppai, I will stop you!"

"What?!"

She couldn't comprehend what the boy was talking about. Wasn't he preaching? How did it become woman's breasts? There was no correlation between the two things!

She didn't find the answer as his fist was planted on her cheek, and her body was thrown several meters backwards.

With her wavering vision, she took another look at the boy, and saw something resembling a dragon's scale on his lower left arm.

[Burst]

Was that a…

"Sacred… Gear…" she managed to utter before she lose consciousness.

Issei took another look at his left arm.

No, there was nothing wrong with it. His arm was still normal. So what was that? How did he managed to punch her that strongly?

Issei shook his head. There was something more important than that.

"Argento-san!"

He rushed towards her limp body, but suddenly he collapsed, all the strength had left his body.

"Ar…gento…san…"

He also lose his consciousness.

"Geez, why do I have to be the one who cleans up after everyone here?"

Dulio Gesualdo remarked as he drag Issei's unconscious body towards the same park where he put Issei's unconscious body before. On his shoulder was Asia's body. He refused to dirty her outfit, so he piggybacked her, and since he couldn't carry one more person, he dragged the reckless boy's body.

What a reckless boy, charging through a Fallen Angels' base. Still, he had to admit that the boy was courageous. Without the boy, who knew if Asia would still be alright now?

That didn't mean he owed him anything.

Sure, Asia was like a sister to him, and he didn't like seeing her suffer. But he didn't owe the boy anything.

But maybe, just maybe, if what he saw was right, the boy had potential. He had a potential to be an ally here, in a city under jurisdiction of Devils.

So with a heavy heart, when he had arrived on the bench, he wrote a short letter and placed it on the boy's pocket. He then left the area since he was not supposed to be seen.

"Ah."

Hyoudou Issei opened his eyes.

He glanced left and right, taking the sight to analyze where he was right now. What he saw pinpointed that he was in the bench where he left to save Asia.

"Argento-san!"

He suddenly realized. He stood up, but in the process, unknowingly the action made Asia fell into the bench hard.

"Eh? Argento-san!"

She seemed to be waking up, because she rubbed her eyes with her slender hands.

"Mr. Hyoudou?"

"Argento-san! Thank goodness. I thought you're… you're…"

"Mr. Hyoudou? Why are you crying?" Instinctively she wiped the tears on his face.

"I'm not crying… I just… I just have something on my eyes."

Asia smiled at him, even if she barely understand what Issei said.

"Do you have place to rest?"

Issei saw Asia frowned. So she didn't have any place to sleep huh?

"Well, it can't be helped then, let's go to my house."

Issei swore Asia's smile managed to illuminate the dark night.

Mr. and Ms. Hyoudou sat on their sofa in front of their son, Hyoudou Issei. The reason for this was because they wanted to have a serious talk with their son.

Why did they want to have a serious talk with their son? The reason for that was none other than the beautiful foreign blonde girl wearing a nun outfit that was sitting beside their son.

"Ise," Mr. Hyoudou began. "Where did you kidnap this girl?"

"How rude! I almost thought you were gonna ask me where did I meet her! But you jumped into kidnapping already?"

"Well, it's unbelievable for our pervert son to meet a beautiful girl that doesn't outright loath you," Ms. Hyoudou defended her husband's accusation.

"Argento-san here is a victim of unfortunate circumstance! And since we met before I thought I could offer shelter to her for a night or two since she's currently doesn't have any place to rest."

Said girl only tilted her head. While she had read the guide for foreigners, she still couldn't follow any conversation in Japanese. Japanese sure was hard.

"Um…" she uttered shyly. "Pleased to meet you, my name is Asia Argento… oh, in Japan you are supposed to say your last name first right?" she asked no one in particular.

Ms. Hyoudou's eyes sparkled. "You're so cute! It's decided, Ise! Asia-chan, you can stay here forever!"

"Hello, Mom? What? That's kidnapping!"

"Shut your ungrateful mouth, Ise. At least she's cute, unlike you."

Guh. That was a hard blow for Issei.

"How about it, Asia-chan. Would you like to live here? We still have the guest room vacant. We can arrange it into your room."

"Um, yes!" she shouted with enthusiasm.

Still, Issei thought. He didn't know if Asia's stay was permanent or not. That damn handsome priest was nowhere in sight when he woke up. He put his hands on his pocket, wanting to check his cellphone when he found a folded paper instead.

He unfolded it, and widened his eyes when he saw who had written it. "Mom, I'm tired. I'll go straight to bed."

Without waiting for their reply, he rushed towards his bedroom.

He then began reading the sentences in the paper.

To a stupid reckless boy whom I don't even know the name. (Yeah, you!)

You're stupid. You're idiot. You're reckless.

But you did save her, and for that I am grateful. Not that I'm grateful for your help, I'm just grateful because she's still around.

I'm trusting her well-being with you, don't ever think to betray my trust.

As I said, you have to take care of her, don't worry because I will handle anything the Church will try to do. Just live happily with Asia and don't involve yourself with the supernatural ever again, that's my advice to you. If someone involved with the supernatural wants to take her, just say that she's under the protection of the Strongest Exorcist.

Dulio Gesualdo.

Chapter I
Nobody Expected That

A/N: Surprise surprise! Damn, I need to write the next chapter of KoreAku, sorry for all the readers, but truthfully I haven't write it in the slightest. Instead, I wrote this! And yes! I managed to get more than 50 reviews for a single oneshot! Again and Again for the win! Though the story probably could be improved in many ways.

This story was beta-ed by Bigreader in the Omniverse, thank you for your hard work!

How was this? Was this interesting? The premise of this story is, basically Asia arc happened two years before canon, so a third year in middle school Hyoudou Issei was thrust into the supernatural world much earlier than canon, two years is a long time. And this idea was born because my other stories, What If Other Series' Hero followed TouMAN's way, I thought about Othinus and Ophis similarities (which has spawned a little oneshot called When the Dragon God meets the Magic God, check it if you want), I kinda wanted to make Issei who admired Touma for a oneshot there, but I can't think of any battle that fit.

Then I analyzed DxD's novel volume by volume, and realized some interesting things. If I segregated the Three Faction into their own side, then Volume 1 is Fallen Angel side (Asia arc), Volume 2 is Devil side (Rias arc), Volume 3 is Angel side (Excalibur arc), Volume 4 is the meeting point of each side, Volume 5 and 6 is Devil side, Volume 7 is Norse pantheon side, Volume 9 is Youkai side, Volume 10-12 is Devil side, Volume 14 is Magician side, Volume 16 is Vampire side, well, I haven't read the rest, but you get what I meant right? And so I thought, why shouldn't I write a stories where Issei is just like Touma, you know, solving the problem of each side? It would be pretty interesting. Of course Issei is still a pervert, as it is his character. So this story was born!

Did it feel rushed? I thought since this is the introduction of this story I should finished the arc in one chapter. This arc is Fallen Angel side. So who know what side would I write next? And also, since there's no way I can think about more problem/conflict for an arc for each side, I would really like your input for this story. Thus, I made a forum for this and the link is on my profile. Please participate since I need your ideas, since you know, I would like to elaborate on Greek pantheon, and Egyptian pantheon, and many other things if I can.

One last question, why do you think the title for this fic is 'Pawn'?

And I shut my laptop down while praying that the next chapter of this and KoreAku would be finished much much sooner.

-KurobaraIto