Chapter 20 - Disaster in DxD

"Assign Teachers to the new students? Isn't that already done," Decimo yawned, burying his head in the table, "Minato~! Why don't you do the hard work. I am just here to flex my muscles in case some idiot even thought about war."

"How can I compete with your brilliant insights. There are times when you achieve goals in ways that I can only imagine," Minato, who certainly looked older, but still hadn't lost his handsomeness that he had in his youth. If anything, he looked more handsome than before.

"You are totally pissed off because I got to fuck Kushina and you were busy with the diplomacy and crap aren't you," Decimo teasingly grinned, and Minato broke the pen in his hand.

"Not at all. Why would I be pissed off that you gave me all your work, and when I was doing the work that you should have been doing you were having fun with my wife!!"

"Gee, fine. Next time we'll invite you," Decimo covered his ear.

Minato leaned forward, making sure that Decimo could see the scary smile on his face, grinning from ear to ear, "I will invite you! I will invite you! Not the other way around!"

"Creepy."

"Should you be here? Your son is about to graduate, isn't he?" Nawaki turned on his side, lying on the couch, "shouldn't you be going there soon."

"Oh, yeah. It's that time already. Kushina will kill me if I am late," Minato kept the papers on the table, "Please go through these and choose an appropriate teacher for their teach."

"Sure, sure," Decimo waved his hand, watching the yellow flash that disappeared from his sight, "Nawaki, do you want a team?"

"No way. As a ninja, I can only step in the bomb. If it weren't for you, then I would have been long dead. What will I even teach someone?"

"Oh, yeah, you are useless."

"Why do I feel pissed off when it comes from your mouth," Nawaki sat up, much like Decimo, he hadn't aged a day. He aged much slower since the day he was revived. He still hadn't figured out why.

Decimo laughingly looked at the papers, one name after another, "Should I give a team to Itachi?"

"Itachi is the Captain of Anbu Forces. You want him to leave that post and become a teacher," Nawaki raised his eyebrows, watching his childhood friend as if there was something wrong with him.

"Hm, I guess he does like his job. The boy is too soft. He never kills unless he's necessary. Because of him, our prisons are too full. Man, he even took Shisui, and his brother has been trying to follow in their footsteps. He asked to join Anbu, doesn't he know that spoils the team's position that we decided," Decimo scratched his cheek.

"Ah, that's so like Sasuke. He adores his brother," Nawaki rubbed his chin, nodding, "Are you going to let him join Anbu?"

"Maybe if it was two decades ago," Decimo swivelled on his chair, looking out the window of Hokage building that seemed to be much taller in height than before. Even Konoha had progressed, much like other four nations, that benefited from the technology, "The Four Nations have allied themselves, but Konoha is still able to keep them at bay on its own. The reason is that our forces are enough to rival that of the Four Nations combined. That, in turn means, the requirement to become a member of Special Forces have gone up. The way Sasuke is now. He would never make the cut. Maybe if he becomes a Jonin he could make a cut. But to control him, you'd need Itachi. Or he might run off and get himself killed."

"Moreover…"

"Something is bothering you?" Nawaki narrowed his eyes. It was rare to see Decimo be bothered at all. It almost never happened, "Is it because the sons and daughter of your favourites are in this?"

"No, I am thinking about Naruto and Sasuke's special chakra. If I noticed that, then it would make Orpheus curious. I need someone who can protect them long enough for reinforcement to arrive. Who is the freest among the Commanders?"

"There was Guy, but he insisted of training that Rock Lee boy so he stepped down and his Father had to retake his position as the Commander," Nawaki thought about the recent changes, "How about this. Choose the weakest of them and assign him."

"The weakest would be…Kakashi," Decimo let out a smile, "I guess that is meant to be. Let's assign him then. The others would be this, this, and definitely her. I should call her, and her for the meeting now."

"Are you going to tell me what is exactly bothering you?" Nawaki raised his eyebrows, "Or do I have to tell others to ask you?"

Decimo leaned back on the chair, "About the other world. The one that Guren is using."

"So? We know that for years."

"Yeah…but…" Decimo let out a sigh, "the thing is. I want that technology now. I think it would be perfect to make use of the power hidden inside Naruto and Sasuke."

"Uh…tell me you are not thinking what I am thinking?"

"Nah, at least not now. First, I'll try with the Chunin Exams, and see if I could get a closer look at this technology," Decimo narrowed his eyes, "if that doesn't work. Then I will think about searching for that world directly."

"Geez, you are not my problem," Nawaki lay back down on the couch, wondering, "I wonder what kind of world that is."

Sixteen Years Ago, XXX World,

"It's a child."

"Child? The cause of this disturbance? He nearly destroyed this city."

"Maybe his magic power ran out of control? Could be due to a trauma."

While the two girls were talking, another young, soft voice spoke, "Look. He's waking up."

The crimson haired woman removed the hood from the head of the boy, and for a moment she was taken aback, looking at the boy with glowing skin, his pink hair framing his face, his spotless skin, the cute tiny lips, and the perfect nose. She felt her heart twist, and the rush of heat inside her veins, wanting to devour this child.

She gulped, feeling her stomach turning into a knot, and she pulled the hood back on his face, finally letting out a breath, realising her whole body was covered in sweat. She looked towards her black-haired friend, Akeno, who was on her hands and knees, gasping for her, and then her junior Koneko who crouched with her hands covering her face, which was a blushing mess.

She moaned, feeling the wetness between her legs and the boy raised his head, but his face wasn't visible to them. He placed his palm on her cheek, and she took in sharp breath, "who are you?"

"I am…Rias…Rias Gremory."

"Rias…that's a wonderful name," his voice tickled the strings of Rias's heart, "Rias…I have fallen in this world from another, can you tell me everything about this world? So I can find my way back?"

"Yes, I would love to. Are you feeling better?"

"No, can you please carry me?"

Rias tucked her crimson hair behind her ear, letting out a beautiful smile as she nodded, "Ok."

She picked him up in her arms, and he gently rested his head against her breasts, which made her pull him closer, "Did you say another world?"

"Yeah. That world is on the verge of being taken over by a Conqueror. I came here in hopes to find something to fight back and stop him," Guren closed his eyes, "But looking at you…I am sure I came to the perfect world."