1 Chapter 1: Careful What You Wish For

Bored. That's how he felt. It was nothing new to him. Life was simply boring. To him it felt like nothing more than a simulation. Wake up, brush his teeth, Eat breakfast with that horrible minty taste still clinging to his gums. Kiss his parents goodbye and walk to school.

However, There was some fun in the teenager's life.

"Dude! Where the hell were you last night! We were all watching that new magical girl hentai. How dare you miss the creation of the gods!"

The teenage boy heard a familiar voice from behind him. He didn't even stop and turn around. A small smile graced his caramel colored face. This action seemed to only fuel the other boy's rage as he jumped full force against his friend. The result was unwanted.

The pervert boy ended up getting launched backwards from the unmovable object that was his best friend.

"...Ah. Isamu, stop…I think I actually broke my neck." The boy said while holding his neck which was in excruciating pain. The boy has brown hair with twin fluffs peeking behind his neck on opposite sides, brown eyes, and a relatively average body. He stands at 170 cm.

The giant teenager now known as Isamu stopped and glanced behind. Isamu is a handsome second year at Kuoh Academy. He has long straight black hair that goes to his shoulders (A trait from his japanese heritage), caramel skin (A trait from his Egyptian heritage). Even at the age of seventeen, he stands at 186 cm a giant in his school. However his most noticeable trait would be his unusual red eyes which he inherits from his father. His previous small smile turned to a full smirk as he saw the pervert in pain.

"Serves you right Issei. How many times have I told you to stop treating me like your perverted friends? You can hit them all you want and get away with it, but if you hit me like that I'll kick your ass." Isamu taunted before outstretching his hand which Issei hesitantly grabbed.

"You don't have to remind me. I know that much at least. However…" Issei admitted before slapping Isamu hard on the back of his head and sprinting away. "You never could beat me in a race right Isabitch-kun."

Isamu's face contorted into full rage before he took off after the pervert. "Guess you choose death as a virgin huh!?" The large boy took off after his friend in the direction of their school, Kuoh Academy.

This interaction was normal between the two boys. They have been friends since they could talk after all. Both of their mothers had been college roommates and naturally built a lifelong friendship. They were destined to at least be acquainted. However when they first met they quickly hit it off becoming best friends. Their childish friendship lasted for a while until they happened to come across a certain elderly man in a park near their home that educated them about the glorious women's body. Issei developed a love of breasts, while Isamu was enamored by the soft and juicy wonders of a pair of thighs and a fat ass. This is where they built a rivalry.

Issei felt so disrespected whenever he heard Isamu's opinion that he even went out to find new friends to gather more people to his cause. This led to him becoming friends with Matsuda and Motohama who despise Isamu's beliefs with their entire being. While Isamu wasn't an outright pervert like them, he did have his own inner fantasies. He ended up looking forward to his arguments with the three boys as it was one of the only things that brought him any sense of living.

Even still Issei and Isamu were opposites. Isamu who enjoyed fighting other delinquents was rather rowdy in his younger days as opposed to Issei who usually kept to himself unless it involved the women's body.

The boys quickly arrived at Kuoh Academy where Issei ran through the doors and to his classroom, passing by Motohama and Matsuda and sitting in his own seat. Isamu arrived a few seconds after and spotted the smug looking Issei. Class wouldn't start for another five minutes, but he knew should he get caught attacking Issei he would be at the very least suspended.

"Tch." The large teen scoffed before going to his own seat next to Issei in the back row by the window.

Everyone else looked at the scene and sighed. It was the same usual scene that played out everyday. Issei did something stupid, Isamu chased him, class ends and Isamu beats Issei's ass before they go to Issei's house and act like nothing happened.

That same scene played out and the two found themselves at Issei's house with the other two perverts watching the abominable creations he called 'holy artifacts.'

"The acting ain't half bad." Isamu commented as he watched some brown haired magical girl with twin tails get pegged.

"Not half bad? It's glorious! I mean look at the tits on her!" The clean shaven haired jock spat. Matsuda.

"Truly Issei, why do you invite this sinner that goes against our lustful scriptures!" The brown haired boy with glasses said in annoyance. Motohama.

Issei chuckled at his friends' antics before explaining to his friends that they were too preoccupied by the girl's tits to realize that the acting was just slightly above par. They adamantly disagreed so Issei dropped it.

Isamu never really understood the positives of watching porn with other guys, but he was friends with the three and wanted to spend time with them. He had tried to get them to hang out in other ways, but they all declined or called him a beta.

Once it turned dark Isamu decided to head back home. Saying goodbye to the three degenerates he went home for the night.

As he laid in bed, he couldn't help but wonder if this was the peak of his life his parents had told him about. They always said high school was the best time of his life. The entire time he had been waiting for something amazing to happen. Nothing ever did.

'I wish something exciting would happen. Life like this fucking sucks.' He thought. His eyes drifted to a picture beside his bed. Four people were in the picture. His parents, himself, and his little brother. He closed his eyes to stop the tears from falling out of them. It didn't take long before he embraced sweet sleep. Little did he know, this week would be the most exhilarating week of his life thus far, and it would only get crazier.

The next day, after school, Isamu found himself sitting by the old school building. This wasn't unusual. In fact it's a place he had become accustomed to. Isamu would wait here while the perverted trio would do their peeking. As much of a pervert he himself was, he would never fall to such low levels of depravity as to peek on an unwilling woman's body. Not to mention he saw the way the three got their asses beat by the Kendo team, and while he wasn't a weakling like them, he knew that he couldn't beat all the members of the kendo team especially if they had weapons.

As he sat against the tree by the old school building, he suddenly felt goosebumps on his skin. He looked around for a few moments before locking eyes with a devilishly beautiful woman who was looking at him through the second floor window of the building. Her eyes, a dazzling deep blue that he could stare at for eternity, her body perfection in every sense of the word, and her enchanting crimson red hair that unfortunately fell low enough to cover up her perfect ass. Rias Gremory, a divine beauty hailed in Kuoh Academy as one of the two 'Great Ladies.'

They stared at each other for minutes. Neither breaking eye contact. Though it felt like an eternity. Suddenly another woman walked near Rias and tracked the red head's eyes before also meeting Isamu's eyes in some shock. She was just as beautiful as Rias although she had more of a traditional japanese vibe to her. Long black hair tied in a ponytail, exotic violet eyes, and the largest breasts Isamu has ever seen on a woman. Himejima, Akeno. Truly these two were the most beautiful women he had ever seen.

Isamu kept switching his gaze from one woman to the other before closing his eyes and mentally preparing himself. Isamu even though he projects an uncaring expression on the outside that only stems from his deep trauma of his tragic life thus far. He is quite literally a fragile existence only holding on because of his loving parents and his three best friends.

Reopening his eyes and seeing they were still staring at him he decided he'd speak.

"Like what you see?" Isamu asked with a forced taunt, which surprised the two beauties. However they quickly reeled in their composure, and just as Rias opened her mouth to say something, Isamu spoke again.

"Well it's my tree. Like it all you want, look at it all you want, the tree is mine." Isamu deadpanned which once again brought their eyes to widen in surprise. They once again held eye contact for ten more seconds.

Suddenly Rias started giggling. Akeno gained a small smile as she looked at her laughing friend. Once Rias stopped her fit, she decided to respond.

"You have nothing to fear. We will not take your precious tree…"

"Satoru, Isamu."

"Satoru-san. I was simply interested in your skin and eyes. They are quite unusual for people of this country after all." Rias explained.

Isamu shrugged. His race and his eye color has been a pain in his ass since his birth. He doesn't hate them, but it's rather exhausting getting called a foreigner even though he was born in Japan.

Isamu pointed at the cherry blossom tree he was sitting against. Which made the girls raise an eyebrow.

"Think nothing of them. I consider myself and this tree to be the same." When Isamu started, both girls seemed very interested in his next words. "This is the only cherry blossom on campus. All the other trees have nice green leaves. Nonetheless this tree was born here and has lived here all its life. Some people are drawn to its beauty, while some think that its existence stains the color scheme of our school. My life is no different."

Once both Great Ladies heard his explanation Rias immediately gained an apologetic look.

"I apologize, Satoru-san. I hadn't meant to offend you." She said with a small traditional bow.

He waved her off. "Think nothing of it. You were interested so I explained. We're all good, Gremory-senpai." Isamu said with a small blush. He quickly stood up and a quick bow of his own. To have one of the 'Great Ladies' bow to you. Truly life is good.

"Ara, such a beautiful explanation you provided us." Akeno said after closing her eyes and smiling brightly.

He nodded. He was doing good so far. Holding a conversation with the two most sought after women in all of Kuoh. Nothing could go wrong now.

"Shit they're on our ass!"

"Sacrifice Issei, He's the one that blew our cover!"

"Wait No-"

The three idiots came running toward the old school building before Matsuda, and Motohama turned around and pushed Issei onto the ground before taking off outside the gates. Issei fell next to Isamu who was standing about three feet from him.

"Those bastards!" Issei cried before trying to get up only to feel a solid object against his throat.

He turned around slowly to see the entire Kendo team with expressions of pure disgust, hate, and disappointment.

"Pervert." A beautiful brown haired girl with brown eyes and a well toned and voluptuous body said. She is Murayama, the president of the Kendo team. She is also the one holding the wooden shinai against Issei's throat.

"Let's make it slow." A pink haired girl with a white headband, brown eyes, a smaller body then Murayama, but just as fit with a nice perky ass. Katase, Vice President of the Kendo Club.

"Please Isamu! I know you're strong enough. If you get me out of this I swear when we go to watch porn you'll get first pick from now on!"

Isamu froze. He wasn't frozen because of the offer, no he couldn't care less about that. What made him freeze is the look of disgust being directed at him from the Kendo Club.

He was no idiot. He knew that he was handsome. It was obvious all his life. Girls would confess to him and all of that, but the trauma in his heart prevented him from returning their feelings. Still he remained relatively popular in everyone's eyes. Especially the guys since he liked to make it adamantly clear that he wasn't up for dating and that someone else could make the girls happier. However ever since Issei and the other two started peeping, their popularity fell, and so did his by association. Now he was feeling the full effect of having Issei as a friend.

Isamu decided to cut his losses and answered the only way he could to avoid a thorough beating.

"Really Issei? You sure you want to do that. Usually you choose videos that have girls that resemble those in the Kendo club for the best experience. Are you certain you want to give up your own fantasies for my sake?" Isamu asked while trying his best not to smirk.

The Kendo girls' attention immediately returned to Issei and their anger increased tenfold.

"Slow death it is." Murayama said as she struck him hard on the back of his neck before the other girls started joining in.

Isamu saluted his fallen brother. Though he didn't feel bad. This was his own fault after all. Before walking away he turned to the window to see an amused Rias and Akeno. Nodding at them and giving them a smile when they returned he walked out of the school gates.

"Akeno, do you feel it?" Rias asked as Isamu's image gradually disappeared from sight.

"Yes. It seems they both possess sacred gears." Akeno replied seriously to her King.

Rias fell into deep thought. Both of their gears were definitely on the cusp of awakening if they both could sense them so well. Rias knew she would have to report this to Sona.

Walking over to her desk, Rias opened a drawer and pulled out her phone. She quickly typed a message and sent it to Sona.

Rias (5:21pm): Two Sacred Gear holders in our school. How do you wish to proceed?

After sending the message Rias decided to do a little reconnaissance and went to Instagram. She put in the name 'Satoru Isamu.' Several profiles popped up and she quickly found her target. Akeno, seeing this, took out her own phone and searched for the name 'Hyoudou Issei.'

"Ara Ara." Akeno said as she looked at Issei's profile.

"What is it, Akeno?" Rias asked curiously.

Akeno smiled mischievously before showing her master her phone. It only took Rias a few seconds to sigh tiredly and return to looking at Isamu's profile.

The reason for their behavior is because Issei has approximately sixty-nine posts, sixty nine followers, and sixty-nine following. Not to mention all of his posts are sixty-nine pictures of different womens' tits. With only the nipples covered.

Akeno started following Issei before moving on to Isamu's profile. Rias had already gone through it and learned a bit from it. Twelve posts, A little over a thousand followers and four hundred twenty following. His posts vary from family pictures to a group of delinquent boys with Isamu amongst them. His most recent post is a picture from the previous summer break where he and his family were in Egypt in front of the pyramids along with Issei and his parents.

"For someone who left his friend to face a cruel beating, they sure seem close." Rias said as she cupped her chin in thought. Before she could finish her thought however, Sona responded.

Rias (5:21pm): Two Sacred Gear holders in our school. How do you wish to proceed?

Sona (5:23pm): Who are they and what gears?

Rias(5:23pm): Satoru Isamu, and Hyoudou Issei. Their gears are unknown as of right now but they seem very powerful.

Sona (5:24pm): Understood. Take your pick. I will reincarnate the other one.

Rias (5:24pm): Thank you, and see you in school tomorrow.

Rias smiled at the message before going back to instagram and following both Issei and Isamu and turning off her phone.

"Koneko. I want you to keep an eye on Issei. Kiba. I want you to keep an eye on Isamu." Rias said as she turned to the two other people who were quietly eating, and reading respectively.

Koneko is a petite girl with short white hair, a childlike body, and yellow eyes. She's also a first year student at Kuoh Academy.

Koneko nodded before finishing her chocolate bar in one large bite. She got up and silently left the room.

Kiba chuckled at his juniors actions before getting up himself and leaving. Kiba is a very handsome boy with a lean body, short blonde hair that goes down to his nose, and silver eyes. He is a second year at Kuoh academy and stands at 182 cm.

Rias nodded once they left before sitting down in her seat. Akeno approached her friend and started rubbing her shoulders much to her relief. Akeno gave a sultry smile before biting Rias' ear.

"Ara, I can tell you're stressed about 'that thing' so why don't I, your devoted Queen, relax you~ Ufufufu."

Rias couldn't do anything. She was already in the hands of Akeno who was gradually shifting to her sadistic side. So she did what any teenager would do in her shoes. She gave in.

Needless to say they both had a rather enjoyable night.