One Of A Kind

Prologue

School was boring, and nothing was unusual about that. The only solace Shiro Kuroda had was when the bell rang and he could leave the deadly Kuoh Academy, but even if he did leave early, he would be swamped by his fan club. Being overly attractive and chased by most of the girls in the school was painful, especially for a lazy, unmotivated person who just wanted to sleep. When he had walked in this morning and looked at his classroom, one of the many generic room at the academy; grey walls, ceiling and grey floor with brown desks, Shiro barely made it to this desk before being swamped by a tiny portion of his fan club.

'Kuro.' Shiro was brought out of his doze as he heard the nickname that was derived from his last name, given to him from his fan club. 'Tell me, what's the answer to this?' The teen began to doze off again as he managed to stand up and walk towards the board. Borrowing the pen from the teacher, he managed to lazily scrawl the answer up on the board before returning to his seat. Ignoring his teacher's subtle gasp of astonishment and the love-struck eyes that followed him, the third-year high school student sighed before resting his head on the desk for the fifth time. He couldn't wait for this period to end.

'You are all dismissed.' As the teacher left the room, most of the students got up and left with their friends. Sighing, Shiro stood up and made his way towards the doorway, passing the perverted trio as they gave him looks of jealously and disgust. Brushing some fluff off of his shoulders, he looked down at the compulsory Kuoh Academy uniform he wore. Kuoh asked of the students to wear black pants, a collared, white-striped shirt with a black blazer with white outlines and a black ribbon, whilst the girls' uniform consisted of a long-sleeved, white button-down shirt with vertical linings, a black shoulder cape with a matching button-down corset, magenta skirt with white accents and a black ribbon on the collar.

Thud

'Hmm?' Shiro felt something hit him and looked down, only to see a girl sprawled on the floor, her legs open, leaving her in a revealing position. 'Are you alright?' Ignoring the fact he could see her blue-and-white-striped underwear, the teen held out his hand for her to take as the girl tried desperately to fix her chestnut hair. He wasn't like those perverts in his class.

'I-I'm fine, Kuro!' Helping the girl to her feet, Shiro saw the furious blush on her face as she looked down before sighing. Passing by the girl, he rested his hand on her head for a second before walking off towards the courtyard, ignorant of the girl struggling not to pass out.

Walking outside into the sunlight, the teen covered his eyes as he looked around at the students spread out, eating and chatting with friends. Chairs were spread out in the courtyard with a fountain in the centre, pathways leading towards the active decoration. Eyeing one of the many shady trees, Shiro made his way towards it before resting his back against the trunk and pulling out a manga and a bar of chocolate. Ignoring the looks from his followers, he opened the manga and began to read it while nibbling on the chocolate. As time passed, the teen noticed a powerful presence nearby and looked up from his book. Glancing at his surroundings, he watched a certain redhead walk past followed by the so called 'Prince of Kuoh.' Shiro's dull eyes followed Kiba and Rias with mild interest. The Occult Research Club was rarely seen wandering about during lunch times, so what were they doing?

'Doesn't concern me though,' Shiro muttered as he laid down and rested his arms behind his head, his manga resting on his chest. Closing his eyes, he fell into a light nap, making no noise as the world continued working around him.

'Wake up...' Shiro stirred slightly as he shuffled in his sleep. 'I said, wake up!' Sensing an incoming danger, the teen moved his head slightly to the left and slowly opened his eyes. Still somewhat drowsy, he saw a blurry girl glaring down at him, her foot embedded in the dirt next to his head.

'What's wrong?' Shiro asked as he slowly sat up, letting out a yawn as he grabbed his manga.

'What's wrong?' The girl seethed, shaking with frustration as she stepped back and leaned forward. 'You are over twenty minutes late to class! GET YOUR ASS UP IN GEAR NOW!'

'Right, right.' Sighing, Shiro stood up and sighed. 'So, where's the class at?'

'Oval. Hurry up before I kick your head in.'

'Right.' With the bare minimum effort required to move, the teen slowly made his way towards the gymnasium, ignoring the pissed off girl behind him.

Donning the grey P.E uniform, Shiro made his way towards the sports track where the rest of his class was practicing 100m sprints. Watching six girls skip down the tracks made it clear that today was a lesson they weren't taking seriously. Glancing around, the teen noticed the perverted trio enjoying themselves a bit too much. Walking over to them, he snuck up behind them before whispering in their ears.

'Boo.'

The three teenagers instantly jumped to their feet and tried to crawl away, only for Shiro to grab them by the collars. A boy with neatly combed onyx hair and glass, another boy who was practically bald and the last boy with unruly hair that reached past the base of his neck. 'Issei, Matsuda, Motohama... What were you doing?' Shiro's bored tone didn't help the fact that the three teenagers were gulping nervously. Dropping them down on the hill, Kuro watched them roll down before walking down to them.

'You know what?' Matsuda stood up and pointed his finger at the bored boy. 'I'm sick and tired of you. It's time I taught you a lesson!'

'Y-Yeah!' Motohama joined in with his friends yelling, gaining curious stares from their classmates. 'I'm sick of having my ass handed to you.' Pushing his glasses further up his nose, they glinted in the sunlight.

'We're gonna take you down!' The two shouted in unison as they rushed Shiro.

Ding!

Thud

Thud

...

'What about you?' Shiro looked over at Issei, bored, as he waved his hands furiously.

'I-I'm fine,' he stuttered out quickly. Watching Kuro leave, he let out a sigh of relief before eyeing his friends, two bodies lying in the dirt, unconscious after a fist to their heads.

Shiro let out a yawn as he exited Kuoh Academy's gates. After being woken up during a nap and having to stop the perverted trio, the teen was left more tired than usual as he made his way home. Making his way through the neighbourhood, Shiro passed countless houses and pedestrians before reaching a bridge that crossed over busy roads. Crossing over, he noticed a girl in the corner of his eye leaning against the guardrails, a somewhat creepy smile on her face. Paying no heed to the stranger, Shiro continued on his way home.

The Next Day...

As Shiro made his way towards Kuoh Academy's gates, he saw a certain brunette bragging to his friends with a girl by his side. Walking past, the teen identified the girl as the one he passed yesterday on the bridge, but expressed no recognition on his face.

'Too much of a hassle anyway,' Shiro thought to himself as he entered the school.

'Really?' Shiro sighed, exasperated. Issei Hyoudou was standing in front of him, hands clasped together as he begged for advice. The brunette was lucky that it was a free period, otherwise the teen would've straight up rejected.

'Please! I'm begging you!'

'Just shut up and follow me.' Sighing, Shiro stood up and left the classroom, an overjoyed Issei following after. Groaning internally, Kuro made his way towards the Occult Research Club in hope of finding someone to help the poor guy out. After all, while Shiro was popular, he was by far not an expert on dating. Passing by a board, the teen stopped and looked at a picture of himself. An attractive teenager looked back at him with a bored look on his face, his ink black hair reached down underneath his jawline. Shiro's photo also had his fringe covering one of his midnight eyes. Pulling himself away from the board, he made his way towards the old school building, the brunette not too far behind.

Five Minutes Later...

'Just be quiet and wait here,' Kuro ordered Issei. As the brunette mumbled something incoherent, Shiro knocked on the door lightly before turning the knob. Poking his head inside, he glimpsed a pair of devil wings and sighed. Swinging the door shut hard on purpose, the teen knocked again and waited, leaving Issei confused on what just happened.

Hearing the door open, Shiro looked over at who it was.

'Is there something you need?' Kiba asked, looking at Kuro suspiciously.

'I'd like to use that favour you owe me,' the suspect said, earning a sigh from the prince.

'I thought so,' he muttered as he stepped back and pulled the door open. 'Come inside and sit down.' Nodding, Shiro walked into the room with Issei following after, feeling uncomfortable in the club room, oblivious to the looks Kiba was giving him. Looking around the room, Kuro admired its look. The regal room was beautiful in the sense of its old-fashioned style. An oak brown wall with patterns of diamonds with a matching floor, the room had two fashionable chairs facing each other the moment you walked in with a small coffee table in between. Multiple candle stands were lit up, lighting the dark room as the curtains were closed.

'Cozy room you have here, Kiba,' Shiro said as he sat down, looking straight ahead at the oak desk that was unoccupied.

'Thanks,' he replied as he sat in the chair opposite. 'Issei,' the blonde looked at the nervous teen. 'Are you alright?'

'Huh? Uh, yeah, I'm fine,' the brunette replied as he teared his eyes away from whatever he was looking at, obviously flustered. Sitting down, he pushed down his own dirty desires and cleared his throat. 'So, umm, Kiba? Who's that in the shower?'

'Shower?' Realising at who he was referring to, the Prince of Kuoh let out a light-hearted chuckle. 'That's probably Rias. She likes to take showers during the day.'

'Rias takes showers during the day?' Kuro mused. 'Interesting.'

'Anyway, what was that favour you wanted, Kuro?'

'Well,' looking over at Issei, Shiro sighed. 'This perve somehow got a girlfriend and he wants advice on how to treat her.' Sighing, the teen pulled out a lollipop out of his blazer's pocket and popped it into his mouth. 'I'm too lazy to go through all that, so I thought I'd get your help on the matter.'

'Hmm.' Kiba lost himself in thought as the door to the room opened up again. Glancing at the newcomer, Shiro sucked on the lollipop as a white-haired girl entered the room, two bangs held on both sides of her face with black, cat-shaped hair clips. 'Oh, Koneko,' the blonde said as the girl made her way towards him. 'What took you so long?'

'I was coming back from the cafeteria and saw two perverts trying to sneak a peak in the girl's locker-room,' the girl replied as she sat down and pulled two lollipops from her pocket. Passing on to Kiba, she stared emotionlessly at Shiro. 'I scared them off on my way back.' Glancing at Issei, Kuro noticed the look of pure bliss on his face as he had a perverted daydream. Sighing, the teen rapped his knuckles against his head before lounging in the seat.

'Anyway, have you thought of anything yet Kiba?' Kuro asked as he redirected the flow of the conversation, trying to stay on topic.

'I don't really know what to say about this,' he replied. 'Say, what's the girls name?'

'Name?' Looking at Shiro, the teen nodded.

'Her name is Yuuma.' Flinching at the name, Kiba quickly recovered while Koneko didn't react, but it was too late. After noticing the look in the blonde's face, Shiro sighed and looked up at the ceiling.

'Girl's probably a Fallen Angel or something,' Kuro thought to himself as he closed his eyes. Falling into a light doze, the world vanished into darkness.

[You should wake up, partner]

'Why?' Shiro opened one eye and glanced around before closing his eye again. The teen was in an all too familiar place: the void.

[I'm all for laziness] the voice replied, its deep voice booming. [However, school's almost done. You still have duties to attend to]

Shiro groaned. 'Alright then.' Slowly opening his eyes, he left the void and re-entered his body. Looking around, he noticed he was still in the Occult Research Club's room, untouched by anybody. Pulling his phone from his pocket, he saw the time and sighed. 'Still got fifteen minutes of class left.' Forcing himself to get up, Kuro left the room, failing to see a certain girl staring at him from the darkness.

Exiting the building, the teen made his way towards the large gymnasium where the school was assembled, taking his time. As he reached the building, he remembered that he was supposed to talk to the whole school about his plans. Groaning, Shiro pulled himself forwards and entered the large building just as the student council finished announcing an upcoming festival.

'And now,' the president of the student council said with a smile as her eyes scanned the crowd. 'I'd like to invite Shiro Kuroda to the stage to announce his plans.' With a wave of applause, Sona Shitori walked off the stage as Shiro made his way towards the microphone. Slowly climbing the stairs, he reached the pedestal and cleared his throat before looking over the wave of students.

'So,' Kuro said loudly, some people flinching at the amount of effort he was putting into his speech. 'I'd like to address the growing problem with fan clubs surrounding myself and Kiba.' Ignoring the audible gasps and love-struck looks, the teen powered on before he lost his energy. 'While Kiba and I personally have no problems with the fans, I'd like to address a problem I found.' Taking a deep breathe, Shiro relaxed as his usual, lazy demeanour took over. 'Why don't you make it an official club instead of keeping it unofficial? It would make it a whole lot easier to keep up to date on all of our actions and make your life a lot easier.' Chuckling, the teen knew this had multiple flaws, but he couldn't care. 'I'd only have one condition on this though.' Raising one finger, he waggled it lazily in the air. 'If Kiba or I get in a relationship of some sort, you'd have to drop the club.' Looking over at Sona, he saw a bemused expression on her face. 'Student Council President, would that be alright to make the fan clubs official?'

The president pondered this and sighed, hiding the small smile on her face. 'I don't see why you can't,' she replied, looking up at the lanky boy. 'We'd have to place some restrictions for your privacy, but apart from that, it should be fine.'

As a lazy smile crawled onto his face, Shiro faced the audience again. 'Now, with that over, I have one more thing to say.'

[You aren't doing what I'm thinking, are you?] The voice from before said with a hint of amusement.

'Issei Hyoudou,' Kuro said aloud. 'Good luck with your date.' Winking at the students, Shiro slipped off stage as every student whipped around to stare at the one of the perverted trio.

'WHAAATTT!'

[That wasn't nice] The deep voice boomed, even though Shiro knew he was amused.

'That was fun,' he replied, ignoring the voice. 'Besides, Ezod, your rarely awake. I may as well entertain you while you're not sleeping.

[Very true] The dragon chuckled in response. [So, where're you going now?]

'I think I'll go home,' Shiro said as he exited Kuoh Academy's gates. 'It's been a while since I've actually visited my real home.'

[Fair enough] Smiling, Kuro clicked his fingers as a massive tear in the air in front of him opened, revealing a void of iridescent colours.

'Just like looking through a kaleidoscope,' he muttered before stepping through. As the hole disappeared, Shiro smiled as a gargantuan dragon floated pass, its ruby red skin shining at him. The western looking dragon, sensing somebody was looking at him, glanced at the floating teen with one of his crimson eyes and let out a roar.

'Shiro,' Great Red's voice echoed in the Dimensional Gap. 'It's good to see you again.'

'Good to see you as well, old man,' Shiro teased. Floating over to the massive dragon, the teen rested behind his horn, using it as a backrest whilst looking into Great Red's eyes.

[It's been a while, Great Red]

'Ahh, so Ezod is with you as well now?' Snickering, the True Dragon God did a barrel roll, making Shiro smiled, bemused.

'It took me a while to wake him up,' the teen replied as he raised his arm. 'He's lazy like me, so I only use him when I have to.'

'For a forgotten Dragon God, he's quite useful in battle,' Great Red stated as he sped up, flying much faster than before.

[The only reason I'm forgotten is because I feel asleep just as all the action began] Ezod snorted, his voice resonating from within the teen.

'That's your fault for sleeping in the dimensional gap,' Shiro replied slyly before laying down.

[What are you getting at, partner?]

'Oh, nothing.' Resting his arms behind his head, he closed his eyes, falling asleep instantly.

[Hmph]

'It seems we have some catching up to do, old friend.'

[That we do. However, I'm surprised]

'Surprised by what?'

[The fact that you allowed this Nekomata to become friends with you]

'Oh, that?' Great Red laughed, filling the usually silent void. 'I found him here as a child. I was surprised to see a child surviving in the Dimensional Gap, but I found out that you resided within him, so it made more sense.'

[I see] Ezod went silent as he lost himself in his thoughts. [Wait, do you think Ophis hurled him in here?]

'Honestly, it wouldn't surprise me. She'll do anything for her silence.'

The two dragons chuckled at this before catching up on past events, talking like two best friends who hadn't spoken to each other in months.

Shiro opened his eyes and let out a yawn as he sat up. Looking around at the Dimensional Gap, he noticed a lack of noise and looked down at Great Red. The True Dragon God was sleeping, its eyes closed as it made no noise. Smiling, the teen opened a hole back into the normal world before passing through, entering a park at night-time while the portal closed.

'Die!' Freezing, Shiro watched as the girl called Yuuma hurled a spear of light at a familiar looking brunette. As the spear buried itself in Issei's gut, the onlooker sighed.

'Umm, do you want me to leave or nah?'

'Huh?' Looking around, the woman spotted the teen and snarled. 'I remember you. How the hell did you get in here?'

'I travelled from the Dimensional Gap to here. Why?'

'Impossible.'

'Anyway,' Shiro stared at the woman. 'What's your name? It clearly isn't Yuuma.'

'You're going to die, so I'll humour you.' Revealing her set of onyx wings, the fallen angel laughed as she summoned a spear of light. 'My name is Raynare, and I am Fallen Angel!'

'Interesting...' Shiro looked at the woman's body with a glazed face. Raynare was very attractive, young woman with violet eyes, her slender body capturing the teen's attention. Her silky black hair reached down to her hips which swayed in a hypnotizing pattern. 'Is that all of your clothing?' He asked as he looked at the black, leather strips that barely covered her large bust and womanhood. Gloves ran up her arms with small lengths of chain hanging from them and shoulder guards with three spikes protruding from the right one, black thigh-high heel boots finishing off the outfit.

'You coming here is quite fortunate for me,' Raynare said, dragging Shiro out of his thoughts. 'After all, you were a witness, and I would've had to come after you eventually.' Chuckling, the Fallen Angel raised her arm, the spear of light following the motions. 'Die!' Hurling the spear of light, it travelled at extreme speeds, only for the teen to absentmindedly slap it aside. 'W-Wha-?'

Leaving her speechless, Shiro sighed, disappointed. 'It's a shame. All that potential and you wasted it on that outfit. It leaves nothing to be desired. Such a shame...'

'Pervert,' the woman muttered as she touched down on the ground, not realising she had begun to fly. 'Anyway, what are you? Not just anybody can swat aside an attack from me.'

'You don't need to know that.' Watching Raynare's eyes narrow as she glared at him, he sighed. 'Get lost. I don't feel like killing you right now. If you don't...' Shiro allowed a tiny bit of his power to manifest outside of his body and created a pulse from his aura, creating a shockwave around his body as he sent the Fallen Angel flying.

'Tsk!' Regaining control of her body, Raynare deactivated the barrier before retreating the scene.

'Shi-ro-,' Issei shuddered violently before coughing up a cup full of blood.

'Shh.' Bending down at the dying brunette, Shiro groaned as he saw the teen had no chance of surviving. 'Look at what you've done now,' he muttered. Looking around, Kuro noticed a strange paper of a sort with a summoning circle on it, a symbol of a certain family hidden in the bottom corner. Standing up, the teen looked at Issei and sighed. 'Looks like you're getting a second chance.' Activating the pamphlet, Shiro stood back as it disintegrated and was replaced with a large, summoning circle. Floating downwards came Rias Gremory, a beautiful young woman with white skin and blue-green eyes. Known as the most beautiful girl at Kuoh Academy, the crimson-haired princess came to a touchdown, her hair reaching down to her thighs with one strand sticking out at the top, her loose bangs covering her forehead and framing her face.

'He's in a worse state than I thought,' the heir to the Gremory family muttered as she immediately crouched down beside the dying teen.

'Ri-as...' Issei's hand fell down by his side as he lost consciousness.

'Screw the formalities.' Rias reached inside her pocket and brought out eight pawn pieces and held them against Issei's chest. Seeing them pulse red once, she smiled before slowly pushing them into his chest. As the pieces entered, the dying teen's wound closed up and he coughed violently, scarlet blood flying out of his mouth before his breathing became regular.

Seeing the brunette's sudden reincarnation, Shiro smiled as the ruin princess stood up.

'Sup,' Kuro said aloud, waving as the princess of ruin whipped around, her hands lighting up with destruction magic. 'No need to be alarmed, it's just me.'

'Kuro,' she replied, eyes narrowed suspiciously. 'What are you doing here?'

'Well, I just summoned you, but you were too busy with his wounds to notice me. Also, congrats on the new member to your peerage!' Shiro clapped his hands together as he managed a half-smile.

'Tell me, Kuro,' Rias said as she circled the teen, a small sphere of red energy forming between her hands. 'How do you what a peerage is?'

'Isn't it obvious?' He deadpanned before sighing. 'Rias Gremory, next heir to the Gremory Clan, little sister to Sirzechs Lucifer who is currently one of the four Great Satans in the Underworld. Does that clear everything up?'

'I suppose it does.' Sighing, the girl let the energy in her hands dissipate as she walked over to the brunette's body and picked it up. Seeing her struggle, Shiro sighed and went over to help. Effortlessly picking up Issei's body, he placed him over his shoulder before looking at Rias. 'I've got questions for you, Kuro. However,' she looked at the brunette's body. 'This takes priority. I want you at the Occult Research Club tomorrow. I'll send somebody to get you.'

'There's no need for that,' he replied as he created a teleport circle. 'I'll be there. Just make sure to send one for Issei.' Stepping through, Rias watched as Kuro disappeared with the brunette before sighing. She could tell that he would be a troublesome one.

'Is this necessary?' Shiro groaned as he was surrounded by Rias's peerage.

'Of course,' the crimson haired devil replied. 'You managed to stay under our radar this whole time without being detected. I'd like to see how powerful you are.'

'Wouldn't you normally assume that because you can't sense someone's presence that they're naturally weak?'

'Maybe, but I believe that you have plenty of potential.'

Fine,' Shiro sighed. 'Let's get this over and done with.' Walking out onto the centre of the area used for 100m sprints, the teen yawned. 'Alright, come at me when you're ready.'

'Prepare yourself,' he heard them all mutter, feeling sympathetic for the teen. As they all rushed in, Shiro sighed. Watching Kiba approach, the teen leaned backwards, the blonde's sword sailing past his face. As Kiba over-extended, Kuro lazily struck him in the gut with his knee, winding the boy. Sensing a presence from behind, Shiro grabbed Kiba's body and pushed it towards the enemy. Hearing Koneko's displeased voice, the teen smiled before backing up. Watching the first-year rush him, he let her fist come closer and closer before simply palming it off. As the girl stumbled forwards, Shiro lightly tapped her back and sent her stumbling towards the ground.

'Thunder!' Looking towards the sky, Kuro sighed as he watched the burst of yellow mana fly towards him. Hitting the ground with an explosive force, massive dust clouds filled the area as Akeno smiled, confident she hit her target.

'It'd be better if you didn't have to announce your attacks,' Shiro called out through the dust, stunning everybody. Swiping his hand sideways, a gust of wind blew away the clouds and revealed the teen with his arm outstretched, a large boulder in his palm. Lowering his arm, Shiro admired the large gash in the rock before letting it disintegrate.

'That's enough.' Looking over at Rias, the girl frowned. 'Come on, let's head back to the club room before discussing anything else.'

'Sure.' Sighing, Shiro began walking towards the crimson-haired woman and matched her pace whilst her peerage began to follow after. 'I need to talk to you after all this,' the teen said quietly, making sure no-one overheard them. Rias frowned at this, but didn't say anything as Kuro slowed down and began talking to her servants.

'Want one?' Shiro offered a lollipop to the school idol.

'No thanks,' the girl replied as she extracted her own sweets from her pocket. Smiling, the teen lounged in the chair as Kiba entered the room followed by a confused Issei.

'Ahh, you're here,' Rias smiled as she watched the brunette sit down from behind her desk.

'I've prepared snacks,' Akeno announced as she wheeled a cart from around the corner, multiple cups, a teapot and various sweets visible. Pouring a cup, she handed one to Rias before moving over towards Shiro and the others. 'Would you like one, Issei?' The girl asked as she handed a cup to Kiba.

'Umm, sure,' he responded, taking the cup with two hands before carefully blowing on the hot contents.

'How about you, Kuro?'

'I'm fine,' the teen replied lazily. Glancing at Rias, the princess caught his eye and sighed. Standing up, the red-head moved forwards until she stood behind the chair where Kiba and Koneko sat.

'Now, let's get down to business.' Looking at the brunette, Rias smiled. 'Issei, I'm sure you have plenty of questions, and we've left you in the dark for far too long. So, I won't hold you back anymore. Ask away.'

'R-Right.' Taking a deep breathe, the brunette calmed his jittery nerves. 'Are you a devil, Rias?'

'I'll be frank with you Issei,' the crimson-haired girl responded. 'I'm not the only devil here.'

Shiro sighed as he realised what the following conversation would be. Closing his eyes, he fell into a light doze, not wanting to have to listen to the pointless conversation about fallen angels, angels and devils, and how the world works for devils.

'Does that answer all your questions, Issei?' Slowly opening his eyes, Shiro remembered where he was and let out a yawn, startling the Occult Research Club.

'Yeah.'

'Great!' Clapping her hands together, Rias went back behind her desk and sat down, her queen by her side. 'Now, since you're now officially a member of the Occult Research Club, I'll have you go out and start doing contracts.'

Wait,' Issei interrupted. 'I have one more question.' Looking over at Shiro, the brunette frowned. 'Who are you, exactly? Like, what are you?'

'Rude,' Shiro scoffed as he stretched, letting out a slight moan. 'For what I am... Hmm...' The teen lost himself in thought. Raising his hand like a paw, he somehow brought it down in a cute way as he said, 'I'm a neko, nya.'

'W-Wha?' Issei shook his head rapidly before glaring at Kuro. 'Seriously, what are you?'

'I just told you,' Shiro replied, a bored expression on his face. Sighing, the teen ignored his question and looked over at Rias. 'So, whatcha gonna do with me?'

Rias lost herself in her thoughts. 'I'm not exactly sure yet,' she admitted. 'I've seen your powers, and I want you in my peerage, but you're an unknown right now.'

'We'll talk about this later,' Kuro said as he waved his hand in her direction, authority in his voice, surprising everyone. 'For now, you should send Issei to his contracts.' Returning to his normal, lazy persona, the teen showed a lazy smile. 'He'll need to get used to the devil life quick. After all, an ordinary life isn't an option anymore.'

'What are you? Better yet, who are you, Shiro Kuroda?' Rias and Akeno both examined the teen twirling the pen around his finger as he watched them, a bored expression on his face.

'I suppose I can trust you two that none of this information will be told to anyone else?' Shiro asked as he looked out the window, the moonlight lighting the area up with its gentle rays.

'Of course.' Sighing, the teen set the pen down as he straightened up.

'Alright. Well, to clear everything up, my name is Shiro Kuroda. However, I am not a devil.'

'If you aren't a devil,' Rias's eyes narrowed. 'Then what are you?'

'To put it simply, I'm a Nekomata. Well, a Nekoshou'

'Nekomata? Nekoshou? Wait, then that means that-.'

'Yes,' Shiro said. 'I'm the same as Koenko Toujou.'

'How do you know that Koneko's a Nekomata?' Rias stood up abruptly as she stared at the teen, curious but on guard at the same time.

'Easy,' he replied. 'I can sense her power within. While it is supressed, I can still sense it. After all, I've also met her sister, Kuroka, as well.' Freezing at the mention of the stray devil, Rias glared while Akeno smiled, intrigued at the boy's knowledge.

'Do you how much pain Koneko's sister has put her through?' Rias asked, her voice soft but filled with held-back emotions. 'The reason the poor girl is emotionless is because of Kuroka.'

'A simple misunderstanding,' Shiro replied, choosing his words carefully. Raising his hand, he stopped Rias from responding. 'One day, I might tell you the whole story, but for now, trust me on this.' Sighing, Kuro looked over at Akeno. 'You've been strangely quiet. Something on your mind?'

'Well,' the girl began, only for a black flash to darken the room for a brief instant.

'That's my cue to go,' Shiro muttered as he stood up. Walking towards the door, he rested his hand on the knob before sighing. 'Sorry about this. I've got important stuff to take care of right now. I'll be back tomorrow.' Pulling the door open, Kuro left the club room, and as the door shut behind him, his body was engulfed in shadows as he teleported to the Underworld.

Sirzechs was strolling down by a river, finally managing to get some peace and quiet, only for a strange boy to come walking out of shadows in front of him. Immediately on guard, he raised his hands, only to sigh in relief as the figure waved at him in an all too familiar way.

'Shiro,' he greeted as the teen slowly made his way towards him. 'It's been a while, hasn't it?'

'Sure has,' he replied. Stopping in front of Lucifer, he sighed. 'So, why'd you ask me to meet you here?'

'I heard that you recently came into contact with my younger sister,' the crimson-haired devil said. 'And because of that, I have a request for you. Would you mind joining my sister's peerage?'

'Are you sure that's alright?' Shiro frowned. 'You what I am and how powerful I am.'

'I know,' Sirzechs muttered. 'That's why I'm entrusting you to her. After all, I did save you back then.'

'Where's this coming from?' Shiro asked as he raised an eyebrow. 'You were never one to really dwell on the past.'

'People change, Shiro.'

'You're a devil, not a human.'

'Anyway,' Sirzechs changed the flow of the conversation, amusing the teen. 'You owe me for when I saved your life, and I expect you to repay it.'

'Of course,' Shiro sighed. 'So, what're you going to do about me?'

'I'll contact some friends,' Lucifer replied. 'After all, I can't let somebody with my evil pieces within them go and join another peerage.' Chuckling, the man patted his pawn's head, ignorant of the red teleportation circle appearing behind him.

'Two mutation pieces, and both are pawns...' Shiro sighed. Just how the hell was he going to join a weaker peerage after being a part of Sirzech's peerage? Bringing himself out of his thoughts, he noticed Grayfia approaching silently, a silent rage on her face. 'So,' Kuro said loudly, distracting the Crimson Satan. 'After I'm done repaying your favour, I'll be back in your peerage, right?'

'Actually,' Sirzechs replied. 'I was thinking of getting you promoted to a High-Class Devil. Even though your identity was never revealed in rating games and when you fought against the Old Satan faction, I can use those as proof to get you promoted.'

'I suppose this day was coming.' Sighing again, Kuro saw how close Grafia was before backing up. 'Anyway, I gotta get going. Seeya next time, Zechsy!' As shadows engulfed his body, the Crimson-haired Satan sighed at hearing his nickname before he turned around and was met with his wife's eyes.

'Oh shit.'

[You are certainly the most entertaining host I have had so far]

'That's because I'm the second host you've ever had,' Shiro responded as he entered the Dimensional Gap. Seeing the familiar area, he smiled as he found a group of people floating through the space, protected by a small barrier of energy.

[Very true] Ezod smiled. Noticing where Kuro was looking, the dragon sighed. [Is that who I think it is?]

'Yep,' the teen replied. 'Draig's rival.'

[Great. I didn't want to have to talk to the Great Ass Emperor]

'You love talking to Albion, just admit it.'

[I never said I didn't enjoy the talks, it's just the nickname he's received.]

'You can blame Vali for that. He just can't help himself.'

[At least it isn't publicly known yet.]

'Yet.' Laughing alongside Ezod, the group of people noticed the source of sound and investigated, the barrier of mana getting closer and closer. Upon seeing the teen, a high-pitched squeal could be heard as a certain woman jumped up and down on the spit, her jet-black hair bouncing with every movement.

[Prepare yourself. This is going to hurt]

'I know.' As soon as the barrier enveloped Shiro, Kuroka flew forwards and tackled Kuro to the bottom of the barrier, wrapping her arms around the nekomata in a bear-hug.

'Kuro!' The woman moaned. 'How could you leave me all alone like that?'

'Heh, sorry,' the teen replied, still trapped by her arms. Looking over at Vali, Shiro smiled. 'Hey man, it's been a while.'

'Sure has,' the silver-haired teen replied as he kept looking straight ahead, his hazel eyes unwavering as he continued searching. Vali was still wearing the same clothes as last time; a dark-green V-neck shirt with a high-collared black leather jacket, burgundy jeans with a silver chain dropping down over them and black shoes with matching buckles.

'Good to see you as well, Bikou, Arthur.'

'Good to see you as well, Shiro,' Arthur Pendragon replied with a slight bow, the bespectacled man looking straight ahead as he moved the barrier. Blonde hair with a strand across his face, the man still dressed in business suits no matter where he went.

'Sup Kuro,' Bikou replied with a smile. The descendant of Sun Wukong was standing beside Arthur wearing ancient Chinese armour, his short, black hair combed neatly for once.

'How come you won't say hello to me?' Kuroka cried out as she squeezed Shiro tighter, her bust now covering his face.

'Well,' the teen replied, his voice somewhat muffled. 'I would, but-.'

'Just teasing you, nya,' the woman replied as she let go, a playful smiled on her face. Rubbing his head, Shiro looked up and sighed. Kuroka was very attractive, especially in his case since he was also a nekomata, but he didn't harbour any romantic feelings towards the woman. A voluptuous figure, long, black hair with spilt bangs and hazel-gold eyes with cat-like pupils, her seductive body was covered by a black and red kimono and tied off with a yellow obi, a set of golden beads attached to the ends of the sash. To finish off her look, she also had an ornately detailed headband, and her kimono was open at the shoulders, letting everybody see her bust that easily rivalled Rias and Akenos.

'So,' Vali said aloud, gaining Shiro's attention. 'What were you doing floating in the Dimensional Gap?'

'Hmm,' Kuro looked up from where he sat as Kuroka sat next to him, using his shoulder as a head rest. 'I don't really know. I just finished talking to Sirzechs before coming here. I was hoping to find Great Red so I could sleep, but I don't feel like calling him here.' Sighing, the teen laid down, using his arms as a pillow as Vali's eyes widened.

'You can summon Great Red?' He asked, his voice shaking slightly.

'Yep.'

Arthur just sighed. 'Vali, now isn't the best time. You know that you aren't strong enough yet.'

'True.' Sighing, the silver-haired teen looked straight ahead. 'Aren't you just full of surprises.'

'Yep.' Closing his eyes, Shiro felt something on his gut and opened one eye to find Kuroka using his stomach as a pillow. Smiling, the teen fell into a light doze as Ezod decided to speak up.

[Hello, Albion]

{So you were awake then, Ezod}

[Of course I was]

Ignoring the two dragon's conversations, Vali kept looking straight ahead.

'Great Red can wait,' he thought to himself. 'For now.'

New story. Tell me if I got personalities wrong so I can go fix it up later. Anyway, enjoy!

-Striderm8