12 chapter 12

Castiel P.O.V.

Hello, my name is Castiel. I am a 16 years old guy. I had a decent life up until now, got beautiful girls to fall in love with me (even if some have a little too much love), was highly respected between my friends and even was somewhat strong. And yes, I am talking in past term as... well…

"RRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRR"

A juggernaut is using me as a baseball bat, the balls being rocks being thrown by a pissed of Sella. I thank all gods there are (except Hades and Loki, they are assholes) that I learned reinforcement and am using my combat uniform. It is composed of a white trench coat with black highlights and green collar. The trench coats sides are also green but with some highlights in gold. Underneath there is a white dress shirt with golden high lights and a black tie. There are also white trousers with the laterals in silver and black and slightly pointed shoes. It is all made using special techniques of the Fraga's (Bazet-sensei family) to make it as sturdy as the energy I put into it by using the runes imbued in the fabric. It can change colors when needed and even can recover itself from any tears that may appear. And the best part is that there are small gems on the inside so as to accumulate magic energy for emergencies and many pockets with small dimensional pockets so as to make sure I can carry any needed supply such as gems with pre-made spells (not that I have many and most can't do much, it is more so as to give me more flexibility) and the most important is the phoenixes tears (for when I need to heal myself).

I am thinking about useless things right now, why am I

SLAM

Oh, look at that, there is a shooting star in the sky right now… wait, was the ground always spinning like this?

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Meanwhile

"Berserker, I told you to hold firmly or you'd send him flying. Now we are going to have to go after him in the middle of the woods again." An annoyed Illya said while giving a pout for not getting to see the end of the 'baseball match?' that she was enjoying. "Sella, are you still keeping score about where he was launched too?"

"Yes, Illya-sama." Sella said with all professionalism expected from her. "But won't keeping on this game be boring like this?"

"Oh, don't worry. I still have many games to play, like seeing how far he can be launched by a punch or a kick from Berserker, or how much he can stretch now after training that weird style of Kuzuki to better his flexibility or even just see how much he can run while we chase him." An angelic face and voice said this all in total discordance with the words said. "Like I said, there are plenty of fun games and experiments to try out. Now let's go."

""Yes, Illya-sama""

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Many, many torturous and VERY painful hours later

Castiel P.O.V.

I am happy right now. Happy for the existence of the phoenix tears as I know I must have used like 3 boxes of those potions and, if it was not so, I'd die at least 157 times over.

Really, who had the brilliant idea of letting Illya watch the Olympics and challenge her to do better? I swear that I may beat some of those gymnastics on how much my body can go in impossible angles right now.

Oh well, at least now I can take a short break here in the lounge as I have sometime before I have to go back home. 'You best get an alliance with those devil houses or you will come back here to better train as an heir.' Shit, just as I was thinking of getting a good rest this three times dammed memories came back.

As I was headbutting the table to see if I can force myself to forget about this deal… and see if I still have the ability to feel anything on my head (I was LITERALLY smacked head first on a mountain to see what is tougher) I hear a noise beside me.

As I turned around I am greeted by a 13 to 14 years old girl, she has chestnut hair reaching her shoulder slender figure used and white loose socks and brown loafers with a light brown vest sweater over a white blouse and grey skirt with high-tech goggles in her head. She also has brown eyes that are mostly vacant. She is part of the 'SISTERS', a group of homunculi that works as a single organism by using electromagnetism, they number in about 20 thousand and while individually weak (mostly about low mid-level) they have an absolute advantage in that even if a unity dies their mind is safe in the system so she can be remade and reborn as many times as needed.

They usually work as assistants, cleaners and are the main fighting force in case of an emergency as they can work perfectly in the group and use weaponry they get from the machinery department.

They truly are the masterpiece of Illya and the homunculi department.

"Castiel-sama there is a guest here looking for you, Misaka informs dutifully." Oh, I almost forgot they are named Misaka sisters, they chose the name themselves and we agreed to it as we wanted them to be as happy and free as possible. So much so that the working time is limited, they get paid vacations and all meals and money they may want is provided, in all honesty, it is closer to any regular workers, but in this case, we made them.

"Okay, I will go met this guest. By the way, how are they doing, you know the ones that came with me."

"They are doing fine, Misaka informs. They had a pleasurable weekend sightseeing the facilities and their only responsibilities were helping in the medical hall in some cases but it did not take long or was hard as well, says Misaka rubbing salt in the injured." She says with a blank face but I can see the amusement in her tone. She knows I had an awful weekend and Okuyasu with Asia had it good and she is rubbing it on my face.

"Fine. And Yuno, Seryu or the others?"

"Yuno-sama went this morning in an undercover mission in Hawaii, Seryu-sama is on the wilderness in the underworld to help hunting down some strays, Kuroko-sama and the twins are in a mission with Bazzet-sama, Misaka informs getting impatient and wanting to go get some rest as her work hours ended two minutes ago."

"… you really are not discrete about your thoughts, huh, Misaka-1136?"

Budging her eyes a little she says "I did not expect you to be able to notice which one I am, Misaka says surprised about the revelation."

"Well you may be homunculi and clones of one another but you still are individuals so knowing you by name is natural." I said with a shrug off my shoulders. "Now where is this guest?" I said standing up, god my legs hurt. No matter how good a potion is breaking almost all your bones 12 times will still be painful later on.

"Right this way, says Misaka turning and going ahead."

As I approach the room I notice that the clime gets a bit hotter, not so much that it is unbearable but it still is noticeable.

Opening the door, I see a blond man. He is dressed like a pimp (I never understood his sense of fashion) with a burgundy blazer with gold embroidery on the right with matching pants and black dress shoes. No shirt underneath so as to showcase his chest better and a stupid hat that is also burgundy with even a fucking cane.

To complete the design, it is full of details in zebra and even wears a chain of a bird on top of a dollar symbol. If I didn't know him any better, I'd call him a cosplayer… forget that this can only be a fucking cosplay.

"Cas, long time no see." He greeted energetically. "How have you been?"

"Well enough Raiser." I answered my longtime friend, Riser Phoenix. "Well, if you exclude the fact that I just went through a marathon of beta-testing AND survival training." I said making him shiver a bit and give me a pitying look. He knows how awful those are. "By the way, I will need more of those tears as this weekend I spend way too much for comfort." I said.

"Fine by me, and no worries you will get a special discount as a friend of the family and my own." He said smiling. Yep, I am friends with a dude that likes to dress-up as a pimp, it is weird I know.

"But let's be honest why are you here?" I asked. He doesn't come here very often and to be here right when I am, means he most likely wanted to talk with me.

He may like to pretend otherwise but he is an open book for those that know him well. Kinda like me.

"No particular reason. Just wanted to take a walk and get some fresh air as the air on the underworld is too heavy for my taste, too much fire and heat for me." He said as if normal with so much flare on his movements that it would fit in a play. Devils and their love for theater, I will never understand this.

"Oh, so it is not about that engagement?" I asked knowing the answer.

"…" he looks the other way.

"I noticed that it is not quite consensual between you two. She seems adamant in revoking the marriage by any means necessary." I said with a smirk on my face. It is coming in

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"So why can't she just go and break the contract already." I knew it. "If I could dismiss this whole charade I'd do it in a heartbeat." He said with an angry face. "She doesn't want to marry me? I don't want to marry her." Wel, he is pissed if the room temperature rising is any indication. "But a contract was already signed and neither one of us can change it without tarnishing their houses honor." He said with a tired face. He may hate the idea of marrying her, but he'd never do anything that may out his house in a bad position. He cares about his house way too much for that.

"Man I underst-" I tried to talk but he just kept going.

"If she just went ahead and canceled this whole shit I'd be jumping in happiness." Riser said. "There is no way I want to marry a spoiled princess that is the only sister of a siscon Lucifer AND heir to the Gremory's. And if I marry her my future line of descendants will all be Gremory first, Phoenix last as they need to keep their name and clan's honor." He then throws his hands in the air as if saying 'fuck it'. "I am the one being given here, a kept man so to say."

Devil's society is complicated as fuck.

"…have you finished with your outburst?" I asked. He's been saying the same for the last four years and it is almost always the same thing.

"Yeah. It is just hard you know. I am only the third son so nothing is really expected of me, besides being a breading tool for my race." He said tiredly. "Don't get me wrong, if it was some chick I loved I wouldn't mind marrying her, even if it was an arranged marriage. But she is just a NO, I lived my whole life in the shadow of my older brothers and I don't want to marry to live in the shadow of my wife as well."

He truly has it tough. In the end devil's society is an aristocratic one and, the lowest in the line of succession you are, the more you turn into a tool for the family.

"Do you have a plan to fix this situation?" I asked, thinking if there is any way to beneficiate from this (I blame Rin for my underhanded tactics and way of thinking).

"Maybe if she fully gave up and canceled the contract, which she would never do as it would ruin her house reputation." Devils and their contracts, *sigh* I swear that they are a race made of lawyers… maybe that is why they are usually associated with evil. "Or she could beat me in a Rating game, not that she'd manage that." He said rolling his eyes. He may not be older than Rias by much (just one-year older to be honest), but he trained hard since young and his peerage is nothing to scoff at. They are experienced and, while not particularly talented, train hard to get stronger for quite some time now.

Beating in a Rating game, huh. Interesting, this may actually work.

"Hey, would you be willing to work with me on a little plan that can help solve both our problems?" I said with a sweet and innocent smile (the same one Rin usually uses when planing questionable things).

Seeing my smile, he got shivers running down his back but he decided to listen to my plan. After hearing it he agreed to it, but if his hesitation in shaking my hand and the smile I was giving was any indication deciding who is the devil here is difficult.

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OMAKE

Why Castiel and a bar cannot mix

After we made our deal, I and Riser decided to go to a bar on the machine department (the boss is a macho 'read pervert according to himself' dude that loves big guns, good drinks and good company). Getting there Riser asked a bottle of whiskey and I took some Cola.

"Hey, Cas." Already with his cheeks getting a bit redder than normal after his eight dose Riser decided to talk to me instead of watching the football game (by the way it was Barcelona x Chelsea and Barcelona was winning by one point)

"Yes, Riser what is it?"

"Why do you always drink Cola instead of something with alcohol? Those are for kids, real men drink alcohol." He said shaking his glass.

"Let's just say that I do not mix well with alcohol and leave it at that." I said trying to not focus on the subject. Bad stuff happens if I mix with alcohol after all.

"You should try some. It is quite good." He said, offering me some again.

"Sorry, I can't." I asked shortly, I honestly wouldn't dare to take a single drop of it.

Shaking his shoulder he said.

"Serve yourself." GLUP GLUP GLUP. "Ha, much better. Hey, how is your relationships going?"

"Well enough I guess. We talk by phone almost every day, or at least whenever they are not on missions, and when I come to the tower I generally spend my time with them. It is just that this time they needed to go on missions and I had my *tremble* training."

"Oh, good for you." He said, congratulating me for handling my harem well enough. "But you still can't compare to me." He pumped his chest to say. "You just got what four, five? I got a fucking 15 girls, my whole peerage is my harem."

"Wasn't your sister on your peerage too?" I said grossed out.

"Not for some time now. She went to my mother and I reincarnated a beauty in her place. Later I will introduce her to you." He said smugly. At least he is not an incestuous freak.

"Good for you." I tell him. "You can be just as much of a pervert as the one back in my school, but at least you are better." I say nodding my head.

"Oh, but in what I am better? To my knowledge, you do not like perverts in general and I am one." He asks as he doesn't quite understand my thought process.

"It is not that I hate perverts per-say, but I hate those that like to proclaim and talk much but do nothing to get a result. The same problem with Kiba, the Gremory knight, that likes to think he is amazing in swordplay while he does not train for long enough to actually get to be as good as he believes. The pervert is the same, he calls himself the future harem king but never even held a girl's hand or asked one out. And he even keeps spying them changing and bragging about it in public, truly awful behavior."

"Wow, aren't you a bit harsh there?" he said while getting a bit away from me as I am showing how irritated I am with those two.

"Not too much. It is just that after going through so much training and ACTUALLY dating more than one girl at the same time seeing two dudes acting that way is not something I like. If they put honest effort in their objectives things would be much better, we might even be friends." I said what I belived. Being all talk is something I can't stand, if you want something put a honest effort and go do it.

I did that since I was young and all those that live here do it as well so it is not impossible.

Feeling the heavy mood Riser puthis hand on my shoulder and rised his cup.

"Hey cheer up. Have a drink and relax a little, today you don't need to think about this anymore so drink and relax." He said with a smile.

I took his offer and decided to take a slip of my coke, hum it burns a bit but it tastes good. The taste is a bit different from before but it probably does not mean anythi… wait, did he?

"Had you put some of your whisky on my cup?" I asked nervously.

"Yep. You are a man and should drink like one." He said as if it was obvious andeven giving a small laugh at the start.

I stood up and started to panic, this is not going to end up well.

"Hey, what is the problem? It is just one small dose, are you that bad with alcohol?" he said with a mix of concern and mostly smugness by thinking that I am being a kid.

"It is not that." I decided to explain, I know that we are both fucked so I may as well explain to him why. "When I was 12 a magic was put in me as to inform the caster when I drink any alcohol."

NOW he also started to sweat bullets. "And who the caster is in this case?"

Before I could open my mouth the room was almost eaten by pure darkness with many eyes and mouths on it. There were points that looked like a black blood was dropping and many points were if you were careful you could hear the sound of insects and scream of pure terror and pain. It was like a vision of the purest terror.

"I can't believe you. You may be sempai's son but I told you not to drink alcohol until you were at least 18." A sweat and elegant voice said. The door opened and a woman entered. She was in her early to mid-twenties (appearance wise) with long lavender hair, a decent sized bust, purple eyes and a gentle aura that did nothing to calm me down when the whole room seems like something straight out of a terror movie. "I must help raise you for sempai. Bad kids must be corrected after all." At that moment I remembered why it was a certainty that, despite there being so many others in the tower being capable of defeating her, Sakura Emiya (she abandoned her last name LONG ago) is still the number one in the 'do not aggravate' list.

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How the Gremory peerage passed this weekend

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Kiba

"From 8 to 11 of the morning training. And from 3 to 5 in the afternoon training some more." A smirk adorned his face. "I will definitely beat him after training hard like this, I am a genius after all."

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Akeno

"*sigh* Taking care of this whole temple is hard, maybe I will clean it tomorrow as I am tired from the week." Akeno said from her room in the old abandoned temple, she never did go out to clean it up. She simply took a magazine that had the name 'S&M and you'.

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Koneko

"I am hungry." A white-haired girl said in front of 10 family-size pizza boxes that were empty already "I want chinese next."

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Rias

"I am so glad the third season of Kuroshitsuji came out. And the new movie as well. I am so making a binge marathon this weekend." A red-haired girl in a poorly made disguise said almost skipping on her steps.

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Issei

FAP, FAP, FAP, FAP, FAP, FAP, FAP, FAP, FAP, FAP, FAP,

"I love you boobies" a lonely pervert said out loud.

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Meanwhile in the living room.

"We are never getting grandkids, are we darling?" A woman asked

"Our better chance is if there is some girl desperate enough or we get another kid." A man said.

"BOOBIES!" a loud cry came from the other room.

"…"

"…"

"I will stop taking the pill, right now."

"The budget will get tight but it is our only hope."

"Where did we go wrong, darling?" the woman asked.

"I don't know but we will send Issei to college as soon as possible and make ABSOLUTE sure that we burn any and all pornography from this house." The man said decisively.

"Agreed."