Hey, I'm back, bringing you another chapter! And I really have to say thank you to everyone who reviewed and followed and favorited. It gives me more confidence to write even though I'm not that great. So again, thank you.

POLL FOR EVENTUAL PAIRINGS IS UP! I'm not going to start them yet, but I will (try to) eventually. Speaking of which, I need to rewatch DXD. I haven't seen it in a while, so I'm actually unfamiliar with a lot of the story, and most of the fanfictions aren't great, so I'm going to be doing that to get more info on characters I put into the poll and because I think the storyline is good when it isn't focused on boobs. And I need power calculations on the top characters. Seriously, I've been running power calcs on destructive potential for like, three days, and instead of a DXD crossover I'm tempted to just throw Ichi into Dragon Ball with what I calculated. But yeah, based on what I could figure, Ichi in canon is stronger than everyone in DXD and then some. Mine would be even stronger, unless I purposely lowball him. So that's all I got for everyone today. Enjoy the chapter!

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(Ichi POV)

Two weeks passed, nothing seemed wrong at a glance. Ichigo had checked the contracts and followed their hunts. There was that one person who contracted Issei who was obviously a supernatural entity. He held a certain level of disappointment in him about how Issei didn't notice anything at all that was strange about him. Honestly, he thought Issei's sensory abilities are worse than his were. Back on topic though, he'd have to pay him a visit to make sure he didn't get any ideas about messing with his town. Other than that, the Devils had kept their word. No human souls were taken and they dealt with the strays, which he was happy with. Sometimes there was something that poked around that he knew they couldn't handle, so he quietly dealt with those threats. He attended some of the ORC and student council meetings to get more information on the Devils' culture and abilities, but other than that just taught and kept an eye on the town.

Then things started to go to shit.

There were priests flying in, that much he could tell, but they were all being killed. From what he could feel, they were all killed by an Excalibur fragment, like the other murders that were happening. He was always just a few seconds late in catching the culprit, but he could feel residual fallen energy, as if the culprit had close contact with a powerful fallen. He put them at 6 wings at the least, but he didn't care. Whoever it was would not last too much longer. He guessed this was part of a plot to start something. He didn't know what, but with a fallen in devil territory and excalibur fragments going around, he assumed it would be a plot for a war. The 'mastermind' behind it he knew would show himself eventually, so he was content with waiting for them, but he still tried to stop the murders when he could.

Then he had a break on who was messing with his territory. After a hunt that he could obviously see Kiba was distracted (which he thought was incredibly stupid by the way), there was another murder, so he sped over there. Surprisingly, he saw Kiba there fighting with a priest… Who had killed another priest. He heard Kiba yelling and heard the name of the attacker. Freed Sellzan. He knew Kiba was angry, probably about that holy sword project he heard about earlier, but he would NOT let Freed have any chance to escape. So he jumped in the middle of the fight and stopped Freed and Kiba's swings at each other. With one finger. It was at that point he decided to speak up.

"Mr. Yuuto, I apologize, but I'll be taking this one." Yuuto of course was surprised because he did not expect Ichigo to follow him, or be able to completely stop an excalibur fragment and devil sword at the same time. When he got his wits about him, he shook his head vigorously.

"No! He's mine!" Ichigo could practically cut the hate radiating off of Kiba, but Freed wouldn't wait for them to finish.

"Ohoho, a distraction! Then prepare to die, shitty devil and human!" And he took a swing to cleave them both, but it was again stopped by Ichigo. He didn't even try to block, it just hit him and stopped. Freed's eyes widened and his smile fell as he looked up at Ichigo and saw… nothing. No mercy, no pity, nothing that would indicate he felt he would get a second chance. He only saw gold and black and felt fear.

And then he felt nothing. He realized he was in a room, and there was a hole in the concrete wall, with the orange haired man he tried to attack with his fist still extended. Before he blacked out, he used the device he had to instantly teleport back to base, covering the area in a flash of white light.

Ichigo's scowl became all the more fierce. "Tch. He was tougher than I expected. He better lay low, because he won't get any amount of mercy from me." He turned to Kiba. "Run along to you're peerage. You have nothing else to do here." He left promptly, walking through the rain that never seemed to impact him. It was time to pay that contracter a visit…

(Kiba)

Kiba looked dazedly at the back of his literacy teacher, and then at the hole in the wall he caused with just a simple punch that even he as a knight couldn't see. He was still pissed that he didn't get to kill the wielder of the Excalibur, but he was still more shocked. His rage didn't leave, but it receded enough to make a rational decision. He headed back to Rias and told her what he saw.

To say she was surprised was an understatement. It looked more like belief mixed with extreme disbelief. "What do you mean you didn't see him move!? You're the fastest one in the entire peerage!"

Kiba nodded. "Yes, I am, but have you taken into account that he could be stronger than everyone else in our and Sona's peerages? It seems highly likely with the display I saw. I don't know about strength, but he does surpass me in speed."

Rias rubbed her temples. "Urgh… And you said Freed was still here, and had his own excalibur fragment? He could keep up with you?"

Kiba shrugged. "That's what it seemed like. From my knowledge on the excaliburs that would be the rapidly variant. Meaning I am the only one fast enough to deal with him. And believe me, I will deal with him when I see him again."

Rias may not show it, but she was worried for Kiba with all this Excalibur business going on. She knew he, out of all the sins, most represented Wrath. To be denied his wrath and exercising his sin was like trying to contain an explosion. It wasn't good. She just hoped he would be alright.

(Azazel)

Azazel was just minding his own business on the side of the river. The devil he had contracted had just left. He shook his head at the thought of him. There was no way he would be able to match Vali any time soon, but he was coming along well. He got a bite and reeled it in, but it was too small so he tossed it back into the current. Then he felt his instincts warning him of something just as a presence appeared behind him. He slowly turned his head and saw… probably the most ridiculous dye-job ever on an adult. Might as well extend an invitation.

"Hey, man, you want to join me? It's a good night for fishing. I caught a few already, though I could only keep two. The rest were too small. So what do you say?"

The man tilted his head slightly, obviously contemplating. "Well, that answered my question. Why not? You got an extra rod?"

Azazel was slightly confused for a moment about what he said before about the question, but then his face fell. "Ah, no, sorry. The person I was with earlier had one but I don't."

The other man waved his concern off. "Don't worry about it, it's fine." And then Azazel gaped at the energy in the air condensing into the shape of, surprise surprise, a fishing rod. "I got my own."

Azazel was now a bit more nervous. He lived a long time, so he knew many abilities like the one he just used, but there were only some exclusive ones that used more outside energy to make constructs, as it required natural talent or extreme control. The variant he just saw was very similar to that of the now-extinct Quincies from a millenia ago.

The orangette sat next to him, grabbed some of his bait - the thief - and cast his line. They sat in silence for a little while before he said something to the man who had appeared. "So, I'm guessing this isn't just a house call?"

The unnamed stranger chuckled slightly. "Yeah, you're right. Call me Ichigo. You?" He held out a hand to shake.

Azazel was glad he was at least being cordial. "Azazel. A pleasure." He took the offered hand and shook it lightly. "So, what's this about? I don't owe you money, do I?"

Ichigo shook his head. "No, this is more of a warning I guess. I know there's another Fallen in town. I thought it was you, but upon meeting you I can tell the difference in Aura and by your name of course. I can assume you and a colleague are here to deal with him, right?"

Azazel leaned back. "Yeah, that's why I'm here. I don't want another war."

Ichigo smiled. "That's good. If you did I'd have to kill you, but I'm going to warn you anyway." Azazel felt a pressure on him. The area around him also seemed to feel it, as the grass was being flattened and he could definitely feel a minor earthquake from the release of the man's aura. But he was worried for a different reason.

Being a top-tier Fallen meant most of his abilities weren't shabby at all, and that included sensing. From what he could tell, his aura was still suppressed. That was why nothing was being destroyed. But what made him nervous wasn't just that, it was that even with the suppression, it still caused him to feel pressure. It was by no means a small pressure either; it was like he was carrying a fifty pound weight on his back by human standards. It was stifling, to say the least.

"Don't," He looked at Ichigo, waiting for him to finish. "Ever. Intentionally harm any of the humans in this town, or others. I know who you are Azazel, but even that won't stop me from killing you." The pressure abruptly stopped, with Azazel feeling that much better afterwards. He sat up and saw Ichigo reel in a fish that was big enough to keep. "Sorry to intrude on your hospitality like this, but I had to make that clear. Goodbye, Governor." Ichigo took the fish and just disappeared from view. Even he couldn't see him. Azazel shook his head. "I wasn't going to, but…" He chuckled slightly. "I think I found Vali a new playmate. I'll tell him after all this business is over."

Suffice to say, Azazel had a night full of surprises.

(Ichigo)

Ichigo was fileting the fish he caught, cutting it into thin strips and doing some cooking. He had some rice being made as well and some seaweed and other veggies. He decided to make sushi tonight. After a bit more time, he had three rolls all nice and finished, when Shiro and Ossan came out of Ichigo's inner world. He smiled happily at them. "It's good to see you two again. I made sushi and have tea for you two." He set the table for them and sat down, and they followed.

Shiro was apparently not too happy with this development. "Oi, kingy, you know I don't do tea! Where the hell's your sake stash!?" Cue him rifling through every cupboard in the kitchen while Ossan and Ichigo just sighed and took a bottle out from under the table. The hollow part of him zoomed over. "Ah hell yeah! Thanks King!" Ichigo withdrew a few more bottles from his stash in the compartment under the table. He admitted he needed some as well. Ossan looked at Ichigo. "Please don't turn into Shunsui." Ichigo looked appalled. "You truly think so low of me? I'm being insulted by myself! This is truly a travesty!" He adopted some of his dad's comic personality while saying that, but it was overshadowed by the smile he wore. Then the hollow piped up. "So when we train, does that mean I can say 'stop hitting yourself' when I beat you up?" Ichigo opened his mouth to respond, but then closed it. "Shit you're right. But aren't you confused about something? I'm pretty sure I'd be the one beating your ass." The hollow gasped audibly, also being somewhat comical. "No way! I'm gonna be the king! Nyeeeeeeeh!" Now Ichigo and his hollow were play wrestling while Ossan just drank his tea, smiling at the sight. He was happy for Ichigo. He had gotten better after the war and had found a better reason to live. He just hope this relative peace and happiness lasted longer than it probably would. He would tell Ichigo about where Yhwach's remaining energy went after this incident was over. He didn't want to stress him more than he probably already was with the Excaliburs and the rogue fallen.

The night passed by them, and it was peaceful.

The next day started normally for Ichigo. He got up, got dressed, and headed to the academy to teach. It was when he got there that he saw what was out of place. There were two people in cloaks that he could feel holy aura's from, one more than the other. He watched them on his way into the school grounds and kept his eyes on them from his room when the students started to file in. They didn't outwardly react to anyone until Sona and Tsubaki appeared. He saw them go off to a meeting somewhere private. He decided to pay a visit to the ORC today considering they would probably want to visit the other devils too. When the day ended, he packed up and made his way to the old school building. It seemed that things were moving faster than he thought, and his hollow couldn't wait for the climax. Maybe it would even be worth their time…

DONE! I'm sorry it took like, an entire week, but I had stuff to do during the weekend and I had writers block since Thursday. I just wrote what I thought would work even though my brain couldn't really come up with anything. So yeah, sorry! I'll try to update sooner next time. Review please!