Chap 5- Unexpected visit

"Ban, you're early," Yuuma said in surprise.

Ban looked at the clock: 09:15.

"Don't worry, I just got here" he lied.

The truth is that he arrived an hour before the scheduled time for his meeting.

Even if it was probably a fake date, since Yuuma definitely had some hidden motive which was to kill him, Ban wanted to treat him as if the date was real.

There was a positive side in arriving so early. He met two people incredibly suspicious by distributing even more suspicious brochures. Although they were Discussing, Ban interrupted the conversation and took the two leaflets. By the tenuous trace demonic in them, he discovered that they were some kind of activation spell that could be used to summon a Gremory demon or a Sitri demon. He guessed that they were made for him.

"There is a store that opened recently." His meeting pointed to a store in clothes on the street: "Can we go together?"

Ban found himself looking at her current outfit. Yuuma was wearing the uniform of a school that he didn't recognize. The dark red color of his jacket contrasted well with the light skin of his slender neck and fingers, and the skirt was high enough to be suggestive, but low enough to preserve an air of innocence by its surroundings.

It seemed a little strange to Ban that she showed up for a meeting at the weekend in his school uniform, but he had no complaints; as long as his partner appeared looking good to him, why should Ban be dissatisfied?

She was very attractive, Ban had to admit.

Good Ban didn't consider himself a pervert, but he was an admirer of the body female if you know what I mean.

"Of course" Ban answered. He offered her a smile; although she didn't understand, seemed false: "Will you let me choose something for you?"

Yuuma's face turned red while she sat timidly. Ban was marveled at his ability to perform.

He held her hand. Yuuma's hand was very small and slender, but he felt the force in his grip. She had some calluses in her hand, leading Ban to suspect that she regularly trained with some kind of white weapon.

She shook her head mentally. He was sacrificing valuable time that could be spent training. False or not, Ban was determined to make the most of its benefit from this meeting.

When they were at the clothing store, Ban allowed Yuuma to model several clothes for him.

In the end, he chose a pure black summer dress for her and bought it.

He bought that particular dress for some reasons: one, the black contrasted beautifully with Yuuma's unmarked ivory skin, two, the dress exhibited her body slender very well and three, black was the stereotyped color of evil, and at this point, Ban needed every possible reminder that Yuuma represented some kind of threat to him.

On the way out of the store, he found Yuuma looking at a bracelet. It was a simple thing, with some precious stones embedded in a golden band.

Without telling her, Ban went ahead and bought the thing.

When the two sat down to have lunch in a family restaurant, Ban presented his gift to her. When Yuuma finished with his order, Ban took his wrist and gently held it around her. There was a brief moment when the fallen angel shrank, but Yuuma instantly relaxed when he realized the gift.

She marveled at the bracelet.

"You really didn't need it."

"All right" Ban assured: "it's to celebrate our first meeting.

Hopefully, it won't be our last, right?"

Although he said it with a smile, Ban observed Yuuma's reaction. Her slight hesitation, when I told her she was the first of many, did not go unnoticed. Ban wondered if he could break his act and see what kind of person Yuuma really was.

"Besides, I bought it because I thought it would look good on you" he shuffled, pretending to be ashamed: "That reminded me of those bracelets that some of those religious use in the city. You know, the ones with the crosses and everything".

"Yes," Yuuma agreed: "I've seen them around. To be honest, I just liked it in its colors. Thanks a lot!"

"Oh, you really have?" Ban thought, suppressing a smile: "In all my years of life, I still haven't seen a single person with a cross on his bracelet".

Ban continued: "About that ... Yuuma, are you religious or something?"

She remained silent, and Ban briefly had a moment when he thought he exaggerated in his questioning. His concerns diminished when she said:

"Not much. I used to be Catholic, but now I'm not religious. And you?"

"Me?" Ban said the first thing that came to her mind, "Well, my aunt used to be a sanctuary priestess, so my family raised me strictly in a strange mix of Shinto and Buddhist traditions.

Aww, he told another ridiculous lie.

Ban was getting quite bored in his act, however: "But I never thought of no be religious. Was it strange to go from Catholic to non-religious?"

Ban kept his curious tone, giving the impression that he was just trying to be a good conversationalist. From what he could say, Yuuma didn't think that he was suspicious, but he only asked a very personal question.

"Ah, sorry" Ban added hastily: "that's a bit rude of my part. If it is something very personal, then"

"No, no, it's okay," Yuuma interrupted. "I just have to think about it for a second".

Ban almost fell for the laugh. Who was manipulating who?

His sandwich arrived while a chocolate parfait arrived for Yuuma. He took a fork, getting ready to eat.

Yuuma ate his chocolate parfait slowly. The way she ate, with his delicate licks and soft sounds of satisfaction, reminded Ban of the seductive nature of fallen angels.

"I guess I was disappointed," Yuuma said suddenly, taking Ban out of his daydream:

"Being Catholic was good and all, but there were many ... rules. I couldn't keep up all of them".

Despite having a spoon, Yuuma dipped his finger in the parfait and licked it to clean. Ban concentrated on his sandwich to distract himself from the vision.

"I felt out of place among all those devout Catholics. I did not like the sensation, Ban" she addressed him directly, leaning her chin in her hands: "the sensation when someone from above tells you that you must be like this or that person because they are 'better' people than you. "

Ban thought carefully about her words before deliberately taking the wrong conclusion: "Wait, were you part of a convent or something?"

"Yes, something like that" Yuuma sighed. The expression on his face was unreadable - though, If Ban had to guess, he would say that she was disappointed that Ban was apparently unable to understand the meaning behind his words.

A significant pause developed between them. Ban considered her words but did not fully believe. He would have to see what Yuuma would do in the future; after all, Ban operated strongly with the assertion that actions speak louder than words. If she kept saying things like that, he would begin to sympathize with her.

"So, is this choco parfait good?"

"Mhm. Do you want some?"

Change of scene.

"I like your name" Ban mentioned unceremoniously: "Yuuma. It means 'put of the sun', right?"

She seemed surprised by your question, but Yuuma recovered and agreed quickly.

"It's a beautiful name."

They sat at the base of a water source. Ban looked at the setting sun, amazed by the bright colors of the sky. Although she was a fallen angel, she did not any movement to attack and always kept his personality.

Ban was playing with an idea in the last hours, while he was in his meeting. And if Yuuma was just a fallen angel who genuinely fell in love with him? No ulterior motives, no evil plan, just an innocent fallen angel who I liked him and wanted to date him. He was constantly paranoid about being discovered because it went so far to hide its aura, and this fact may have distorted its perception of Yuuma.

But if she was innocent, why would Yuuma take him to a soundproof barrier? Ban realized this immediately when he followed his date to a deserted area around a water fountain. He passed by some stamps which blocked any sound or aura of getting in or out. Ban hoped she wouldn't be foolish enough to try to attack him at this barrier.

A gust of wind passed. He touched his back pocket to make sure the two demons' leaflets didn't slip.

Ban turned to see Yuuma looking at him attentively. His face looked lovely in the twilight light, his cheekbones accentuated by the shadow of the sun.

Very slowly, she approached her head to his; she was so close that Ban could feel the weak smell of lavender floating in your hair. She took a deep breath as if she was deciding on something.

Taking a deep breath, she asked: "Ban, there's something I want to do to celebrate our first day. Can you hear my wish?"

She was close. If it was any other boy, he'd be completely in love with her, and the only thing on her mind would be how small and kissable the Yuuma's lips looked like.

But Ban was a different kind of boy - he liked to entertain his dirty thoughts, yes, but above that, he was a cursed dragon and a perversely observant in this. He noticed how her left arm touched his shoulder to distract him from seeing her right arm spin backward. The muscles of her forearm flexed slightly.

Ban was a little disappointed.

"Of course," he said, deciding to play along with Yuuma: "What's that?"

"You..." she hesitated for a second: "you die for me?"

Ban faked ignorance: "I'm sorry? I didn't hear you."

Yuuma seemed confused: "I-I said," she cleared her throat: "You'll die for me?" Your voice sounded threatening. Ban liked to imagine what the situation would be like if it was an ordinary human in his shoes - the poor boy would probably be freaking out now.

"Of course. Without thinking twice."

An ugly expression appeared on Yuuma's face. She retreated, laughing softly. From suddenly, two feathered black wings exploded from his back, revealing his true form.

Along with this, her black summer dress was torn to pieces and replaced by something else.

Yuuma stood in front of him in a very ... stripper fic. Certainly left little to the imagination. On his shoulder was a very interesting piece of armor with several protruding ends, and his female parts were only covered by a thread of fabric.

Not that Ban was complaining, though. In his true fallen angel form, Yuuma went from a pretty girl with a slender body to a woman with frighteningly curved features.

"Now die human," said Yuuma creating a spear of light and shooting Ban.

Ban did not move and the lance of light pierced his stomach making an immense hole in the stomach and Ban fall back vomiting blood.

The moment Ban's body fell to the ground Yuuma or Raynare her real name got a sad look.

"It's a shame to kill you," said Raynare flying away.

In the next moment steps were heard in the square and if anyone saw would stay perplexed by what he saw.

Walking to the body stretched out on the floor was just Ban intact.

"You have fulfilled your purpose," said Ban, looking at his body stretched out on the ground, he said in a cloud of smoke, leaving only the blood:

"Clones. One of my favorite skills".

What was on the ground was nothing more than a clone created from an of the most famous animal skills.

The Kage Bunshins technique in Naruto Jutsu.

One of the techniques that Ban recreated with his demonic power.

The demonic power was the magical energy of the demons that allowed to create anything with enough imagination and magical energy.

For example, if the user wants to create a fireball just imagine and let its magical power do the rest, was different from the magical power of humans that needed formulas and equations to create something.

Thus Ban was able to use his immense knowledge of other animals, along with his Immeasurable demonic power to recreate the most diverse techniques from other worlds.

Some work, others don't, but most work.

The Kage Bunshins in Jutsu worked just like Naruto.

Ban distributed his magic energy in a certain quantity, giving each clone an equal fraction of the user's global power. Clones are capable of performing techniques by own account and may even bleed, but they usually disperse after being hit by a quite strong force. Clones can also disperse on their own or be dissipated by the user of the technique.

A striking feature of the Shadow Clone Technique is that any experience that clones gain during their existence is transferred to the original since they are dispersed.

It is also useful for training purposes since the total amount of experience you gain is multiplied by the total number of clones to be used for training.

For example, if a user creates a shadow clone and trains together with this clone for one hour, then dissipates the clone, the user gains two hours of training in one hour, adding the clone and user hours together.

This was one of the main responsible for Ban's immense power that always He created thousands of clones and trained with them to exhaustion every day.

Ban was also able to create clones from the Uruz Rune.

The runes were a skill that the King of the Nordic Gods Odin achieved after getting stuck nine days and nine nights in the Yggdrasil tree.

They created effects based on their meanings, a rune with the meaning fire would create fire, and so on.

Ban had totally dominated the 18 Primordial Runes and all the others when Gungnir dominated the spear of Odin thus receiving all the knowledge of God.

Uruz was the Rune that meant "Manifestation.

Uruz is considered a rather useless rune, valuable only to manifest different items that someone has touched or knows how to create, so a person can create a sword or something.

Ban basically inscribed Uruz in himself asking her to manifest it, thus Ban visualized what he wanted and put the necessary amount of magic.

Obviously, to do this he knows the physics of it. He knows how to formulate and mold the mana correctly, as well as distribute it evenly among the clones.

This is not how Uruz is normally used.

Ban could be considered a genius in the use of Runes.

A good example would be the Rune Ansuz meaning "God" or "Divine".

Obviously, it does not manifest a God but it allows its user of divine properties for objects or beings, it is one of the most difficult Runes of learning.

But Ban realized that with training and imagination this would go far beyond granting divinity.

How Ansuz could do anything divine Ban developed other means.

By being able to increase his speed, strength, hearing, durability, endurance, and much more to a divine level.

Not only that, but Ansuz can make you sound louder, hear things softer, and seem more distant than any normal human being. It can increase the density of your muscles and bones. With practice and careful application, Ansuz can give you wings or the ability to breathe underwater.

In fact, the rune is limited only to the user's imagination and mana ability, and Ban who had a huge imagination and magical power was perfect.

Also for example Sowilo the Rune of fire that created flames, but she was not concentrated enough to hurt someone, but if mixed with Ansuz they generate divine flames.

Ban began to walk a little towards where his body was.

[I'm surprised you didn't kill that Fallen One] spoke Ddraig through a green light in Ban's hand.

"And why would I kill? It's still useful for some things, and entertainment," said Ban as he walked outside the square.

Ban really didn't care about the cannon, after all, no matter what he did there was no one able to beat him even.

Sincerely Ban didn't even remember much about the canon because he wasn't a big fan of DxD, although he knew some things.

[You see them all as entertainment, Aibō] said Ddraig calmly.

Ban turned his gaze to the sky and if anyone made his looks he would be scared.

They were empty, with no trace of emotion. It was as if someone dug two holes in their skull just to fill them with glass spheres and declare that they were eyes instead of something remotely like the real thing.

They were totally devoid of life.

They kept an uncomfortable stillness for them, a calm so complete that you instinctively knew it was a lie, tranquil, like a deep-sea that hid under it the turbulence of a True Monster.

"The world has no sense Ddraig, we live and die for nothing, we are empty existences driven by our goals, nothing more than that, so while There's something to entertain me I should enjoy," Ban answered calmly.

[And when they stop entertaining you?] asked curious Ddraig.

Ban just laughed.

"So they have no reason to live," answered Ban seriously.

"The only ones totally worthy of my attention are Lord Shiva and Irina, the others just Time will tell," answered Ban before he disappeared from the place like a breeze.

Soon after Rias Gremory would arrive at the site and would be perplexed to see a pool of blood on the floor.

Sometime Later.

With Ban.

Ban disappeared and went quickly to his house and when he got there and opened the door and turned on the lights.

"You came back," a voice said in the background, a voice so without emotion that anyone I would doubt it was human.

Ban turned his gaze to the being who was sitting on his couch without even if shake or demonstrate emotions.

The person sitting on her couch was a beautiful young girl with long black hair up to the hips and black eyes. His ears differ from those of a human normal because they have pointed ends, although their long black hair makes this characteristic difficult to notice. Its dark grey eyes have cracked reptile pupils.

His costume was basically a black Loli Gotica.

"What do you want, Ophis?" Ban spoke with a tone that matched the girl's who turned his gaze to him.

The being in front of Ban was none other than Ophis the Dragon God of Infinite and one of the World's Greatest Existences with Ban and Great Red.

The Dragon Ouroboros made his appearance before the Demon of Destruction.

And what could happen from the meeting of these two powers able to break the balance of the world?

Notes: Aibō means Partner.