With the first 2016 debate between Trump and Clinton, I decided to do an omake. I was originally going to slip this in during later chapters as a joke. But best to strike while the iron is hot.

This takes place after Raiser gets his ass whooped. I made sure to not include anything that would give things away.

I apologize in advance for all the jokes

I do not own the Kamen Rider franchise or High School DXD.

Things such as chants and data on the magic rings were obtained through Kamen Rider wiki, High school DXD wiki, and English translations of High School DxD volumes 1-20. I do however claim ownership to original spell and transformation rings as well as original techniques.

Ignore the timeline. I honestly have no idea what year I should place the events of the series in anyway.

Also, this is cannon to my story. No questions asked.

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Sacred Gear and WizarDriver/Handauthor sounds

[Ddraig talking]

Who's really going to control America?

It had been almost a month since Rias escaped being engaged to the atrocious pile of shit known as Riser Phenex. After much argument (by that I mean lots of arguing) between Rias and Issei, she had moved into the Hyoudou household. Of course she had to pay rent. She protested that she was the only one paying rent. Issei pointed out that Raynare and Kalawarner were his familiars and as such could be considered as his property so they did not need to pay rent. As for Asia, since Rias had made her move in she did not need to pay. But since Rias chose to live in his house when she could have her pick of any other place, she might as well pay rent.

Why does this matter now? Well the Old School Building was undergoing renovations so Rias asked Issei to allow the club to use his house to hold their meeting. After some negotiation he agreed. Which brings us to this lovely afternoon. Akeno brought her own tea, and Issei brought donuts. He even bought Red Velvet Donuts for Koneko, but only after the Freshman gave him the money for those in advance. Raynare and Kalawarner were there watching TV while the devils did their business. Also Sona, Tsubaki, and the rest of the Student Council was there for reasons Issei did not care.

Rias had just gone over the contract count for the last month. Asia had done surprisingly well for a newcomer and everyone else pretty much standard. Only Issei was lacking as he averaged 3 contracts a week. While Saji laughed and tried to boast about doing better than the rider, Issei did not give a fuck. Rias was in the middle of telling Issei to try harder and take his duty as a devil more seriously with Sona nodding in agreement when Raynare and Kalawarner started laughing.

When the students looked to the Fallen Angels, they merely pointed to the TV screen. It was on the News channel covering International events. Today's topic, the latest American reality TV series sweeping the nation and gathering attention everywhere known as the 2016 election. In their recent episode Republican Donald Trump and Democrat Hillary Clinton went head to head in their first debate and boy were insults and jabs flying. They made professional boxing matches look like a game of skipping stones with all the attacks being thrown left and right mixed in with feints provoking the opposition and….and I think I lost the metaphor there.

"Well," Kiba chuckled. "That's still going on. Can't believe I forgot about it."

"This is proving to be entertaining." Sona said to Rias as the newscasters began talking specifically about the sections where Japan was mentioned and how the nation would be affected with either nominee becoming president. "I bet the devils there are having a field day with their contracts." Fun fact, America was a hotspot for High class devils who wanted an easy time getting hundreds of contracts in a short amount of time. It was often reincarnated devils who had recently been promoted and received their Evil Pieces that could be found there, though there were plenty of noble birth who preferred the easy lazy life. Each state was said to have at least 3 high class devils holding territory there.

"But they would also be having lots of trouble I expect." Rias countered with amusement in her voice. "They must be receiving more requests than they can handle with many of them opposing others resulting in conflict within and between peerages. What do you think Issei?" She turned to her Pawn curious as to his opinion since he actually travelled across America and supposedly did business there. She was surprised to see him scrolling through his phone looking for a number.

"Raynare." He said to his first familiar, getting everyone's attention. "Remember the box with all the stuff from America? Grab the one that reads 'America stuff-2' right next to it." The smitten Fallen Angel had a brief look of confusion before her face lit up in realization and practically jumped up the stairs. "Make sure you don't grab the one with my parents' stuff!" he called up to her before she was out of sight. That was when he found the number he was looking for and dialed it with a smirk on his face. The volume was loud enough for everyone (except for Asia) in the room to hear the dial tone, informing them that he was making an international call. It rang for a couple of minutes, long enough for Raynare to come back down with a large cardboard box with the label Issei had asked for. She placed it on the living room table and opened it up allowing everyone to see the contents. Imagine their surprise to see piles of manila envelopes with different names on them, with some names being on more than one envelope. Just as Issei reached in and pulled out a stack of almost 10 stuffed envelopes, the call was picked up.

"What do you want, you damn Jap!" spoke an American voice, one that was very familiar and surprised everyone in the room.

"Hello to you too Donald Trump." Issei said with a grin. He ignored the shocked expressions his classmates were giving him as he continued to speak. "And a good afternoon to you."

"It's 3 in the morning dumbass." Was the curt response the wealthy business man gave, making Sona cringe. While what he said was true, there was no need for that tone or the insult.

"And yet you're still up tweeting about Clinton and the debate." Issei shot back calmly as he reclined on his couch, his back to the other devils.

"So what! I'm Donald Trump. I can do this kind of shit! That doesn't mean you can call me and interrupt me when I'm busy with vital tweets that need to be posted!" Sweat drops fell as one of the richest men America went off about how tweeting was important.

"In that case, you should probably tweet how you bought a lot of porn from me a few months ago." Only the Fallen were unaffected by this statement. Everyone else was left speechless. "And it wasn't anything softcore either. You and your friends bought a lot of my darker stuff. Rape, gangbang, mind control, mind break, humiliation, male-dom, the list goes on and on. You pretty much bought all the dark material I had from both AV and Hentai."

"If that hadn't happened," Issei went on, his grin growing as he crossed his legs, "I would never have gotten leverage over your lawyers and other associates who know your dirty secrets." Issei now had one arm stretched out along the top of the couch giving him the image of a villain making a threatening phone call like you see in anime. Fitting. "From there I learned all sorts of dirty secrets." Here he held up a large folder with 1995 written on it. "Like a copy of your Tax Returns. And that's just the tip of the iceberg, of all the legal stuff that is." He had a grin so wide the Joker would have given it an 8 out of 10.

"With that said I just wanted to remind you of these facts." Issei said calmly as he at a donut. "I mean, you wouldn't want me to release these. Even if you do become president, one wrong move and these go public. Then an investigation will be launched and before you know it you've been impeached." Rias and Sona had a mixture of feelings here. While they were scared, shocked, and amazed at what Issei had done, they felt he might be pushing things.

"Listen here you snot nosed punk!" Trump began. "As soon as this election is over I'm going to find you and destroy you!" Issei simply sipped his tea as Trump continued to rant, only barely listening. "When I'm done with you everyone will know your dad was a drug addict and your mom a whore!"

Big mistake Trump. The moment he spoke those words the look in Issei's eyes changed from one of mischievous amusement to pissed of dragon. The other devils swore they could hear a growl come from his left arm.

"I'd like to see you try." Though there was no malice in Issei's voice, the way he spoke every world with crystal clear clarity made it obvious just how pissed he was. Apparently not obvious enough for mister crazy.

"Did not hear me or are you just too stupid to not understand! It's not a matter of try! I fucking will do it!"

"So you believe the proper way to respond to veiled blackmail is to threaten someone." Issei stated. "Ignoring the fact that I hold lots of information that could hurt you, I don't think I've done anything wrong besides doing some extra snooping and digging this stuff up. I didn't even ask for any extra money beyond what you paid for my old stuff. Hell, I could have charged you extra for that but I didn't. I even turned down your attempts to buy off everything I collected with 3 million dollars." Now everyone's mouths had definitely hit the floor. 3 million dollars was over 300 million yen! And Issei turned that down!

"You're a fucking idiot for not taking the money!"

"I think I'm smart for not accepting a bribe." Issei shot back.

"Fuck you!"

"I think we're done here." Issei said pulling the phone away from his ear.

"Don't you dare!"

"Bye bye Donald Duck."

"It's Donald Trump you…" The orange man never finished his words as Issei hit the end button. The other devils were amazed at this, but then the realized Issei was not done yet.

"And…" he was hitting buttons on his phone. "There we go. Another recorded phone call saved to the cloud." They nearly fell out of their chairs. He was still collecting ammunition! What the hell!

"Now." The Ringed Rider growled. "I think my Duck needs a more permanent reminder of what I can do." With that he took a piece of paper and wrote some names and numbers before handing it as well as the 1995 folder to Kalawarner. "Give this to the guys on the paper here. Make sure they understand that this can't be traced back to Japan at all."

"No problem Issei-sama." The blue haired Fallen said with a smirk and small bow as she walked out the door, taking a donut with her.

"Sorry about that." Issei said turning back to the house guests. "I figured it would be best to get that taken care of as soon as possible." He said all this with an honest smile on his face.

It was at this moment that all the devils felt and urge to bow down to him, even the two heiresses. He did what no one would dare to do, while still human! And now he was actually making sure Trump stayed in line, though perhaps him now being a devil had something to do with that. Point is, with this alone, Issei surpassed all of them collectively when it came to contracts. There was no doubt that he would rise in the hierarchy of the Underworld quickly.

Okay.

Like I said this was originally going to be part of a joke in later chapters. But hey, strike while the iron is hot. Don't like it? Sue me.

Originally Trump would not have any actual dialogue. Issei would just say stuff over the phone with everyone eavesdropping on him.

Also, I started this the night of the debate itself while checking in on it every now and then on Youtube. Then the news about his Tax Returns being leaked came out and I figured I might as well go with the flow.

As for Issei's contacts, that will be revealed during the actual story itself. But let's just say that the community of perverts is vast, with the perverted duo representing the worst of them

That's it for now. Please Favorite, Follow, and Review. But most of all, thank you for reading!