A.N. I really should be working on my other dxd story, but I've decided not to touch that for a minute. When i put out that first chapter, I was in no way prepared to finish that story, to be honest I might even have to re do that story all together. Until then though, this story has taken my muse, and I'm prepared to go run with this one.

Chapter 1: 11:34 pm

He had always prided himself on his intellect, and later on in life, his emotional maturity. In his ability to stay calm in the face of adversity. The way he always stood within the top 10% of his classes without ever studying or giving too much effort. The way he was able to rationalize his emotions before they took hold, and to detach himself from any situation in order to give a fair and just observation. The way he was able to solve puzzles far faster than 90% of his peers.

He wasn't so arrogant as to believe he was the best, but it was a fact that he was one of the best.

Kosuke was an extremely smart child, not to mention well balanced.

Everyone had always praised him for his talent and wisdom; there was always a surplus of positive reinforcement for such traits as he grew up.

But even so, they had only scratched the surface. They had only seen his accomplishments in his short 16 years of living, not what he was fully capable of. No one had truly tested him and pushed him to his limits.

Tested him and pushed him to reveal what he could actually achieve; nothing in recent years had challenged him so.

Again he was an extremely smart child, he was always capable of understanding things and absorbing information at high speeds.

Anything that came as a surprise to him, didn't stay that way for long. No longer than a day would pass, and Kosuke would have filled his head with new information to make sense of what previously wasn't.

So, why do these things matter.

Because now he truly was being challenged, and Kosuke loved every second of it.

For the first time in a long time, he wasn't stunted by learning in a system that was tailored to those who were average and didn't meet the needs of the 10 percent who were exceptional. He wasn't being scoffed at and his input not taken too seriously due to his age.

He had just been presented with a problem that only his mind would hold him back.

It was a puzzle, and Kosuke loved a good puzzle.

Kosuke had noticed something wrong no more than a few days ago.

It wasn't the instinctual kind of wrong; for Kosuke relied far too much on logic and reasoning for him to develop a keen sense of instincts.

This was actually good though, because it was specifically logic and reasoning, as well as a bit of curiosity on his part that had alerted him in the first place.

What exactly was wrong escaped him, but it was something rather big he could tell.

And it had all started with one event.

Transferring 1st semester of his second year into Kuoh Academy.

His relatives wanted him to go to a prestigious school and not be held back by the public school system.

His motivations were more along the lines of:

'Wow, look at that male to female ratio, and foreign women as well.'

He was still a teenager in the throes of puberty, he could not be blamed for such single mindedness.

And true to the pamphlet, when he had arrived there was an overwhelming amount of girls attending.

And damn near all of them were cuties.

Like the president of the Kendo Club, Murayama, who shadowed him the first day of school.

"The Perverted Trio?" He questioned, the words coming out of his mouth slowly as he tried to wrap his head around such a ridiculous moniker.

Her face scrunched up in displeasure when he said that.

"Yeah, they're shameless perverts who scream to the heavens about their fantasies, peek in the women's locker rooms, and have absolutely no decency." Murayama bit out with clenched fists.

He followed her around another corner and continued down the hall while absorbing that information.

After some time they finally stopped in front of a door, what was apparently his first class of the day.

"I doubt they're that bad, they have to have some form of restraint." Kosuke said as he slid open the door to his class.

"Hey, you girls! Keep on looking, I'll violate you in my head!"

Kosuke swallowed roughly, unable to tear his eyes away from the scene.

"I'm sorry, I should've listened." Murayama would've smirked if she weren't outright disgusted by the display before them. "I'll trust your word next time."

The perverted trio who no girl ever wanted to be around.

Their antics and subsequent beatings were a source of amusement for the new transfer student, and he always kept his eyes peeled for any sightings of them.

Trouble followed them like a bad stench.

So while following him around one day, hoping to see some other ridiculous feat, Kosuke had found he wasn't the only one tailing the kid.

Koneko Toujo, a first year heralded throughout the school and treasured as their mascot, was seen tailing Issei Hyoudo around campus.

And that was quite a shocker. Why would she- why would any girl follow this kid around.

It was a mystery, and boy did he love mysteries.

This had led him to following Issei once more, only afterschool this time.

Koneko was there again and it baffled him.

But what really took the cake was this Yuuma Amano girl.

After eavesdropping, which he was not proud of but had become quite a habit, he had gone home with a weird feeling stirring in his chest.

There were questions on top of questions stirring in his mind, and no matter how long he thought them over, nothing came of them.

That girl was not from any school in the area, so how did she know about Issei, and even if he was wrong in his previous assumption, knowing who he was, why would she approach the boy anyway?

Kosuke harbored no ill will against the kid, he found him entertaining, but his reputation precedes him. Every girl in the city knew who he was, and was well aware of his eccentricities.

No resolutions were found, and he would not have that.

This lead to of course, shadowing him once more- goddamnit this shit was becoming a nasty habit- while he was on his date.

Everything was going well, and from his spot among the trees, Kosuke was ready to call it a night and head home.

That was until she jumped on the fontain and transformed.

Wings- black fucking wings, what the hell!- grew from her back as her attire changed from modest blouse and skirt to skimpy strings that belonged more in a catalogue for BDSM and Dominatrixes than on a teenage girl.

'Only she isn't a teenage girl, is she.' Flew through Kosuke's head as he watched with a mixture of fear and worry.

He had to get out of there Right Fucking Now, and his mind all but screamed for his legs to take off.

A spear of light materialised in her hands as she spoke to Issei; he could not hear, but then again, he didn't really want to.

He just wanted to get out of their alive.

And yet, his body refused and his eyes stayed transfixed on the other boys face.

A wide range of emotions flickered across Issei's face, but anger, betrayal, and fear were the most prominent.

Kosuke bit his bottom lip as his mind was faced with turmoil; the logical side of him, the one he paid the most attention to and placed the most value upon, told him to leave immediately.

This wasn't his concern, this wasn't his battle, the woman still hadn't noticed him.

Issei collapsed to the ground, his legs had lost the strength to keep him up; his will to fight leaving shortly after.

Kosuke couldn't help but see himself in the courtyard right now, he could easily see himself in the same situation and his conscious would not let him be.

Thoughts along the lines of 'What if that were you faced with this woman who was about to kill you in cold blood, wouldn't you want a passerby to help you out.' plagued hs mind, and finally emotion won over rationale.

A rare thing to happen for the boy; let it be known, he was the type to follow logic and facts, not to let his emotions get the better of him.

Sucking in a deep breath, hopefully not his last, Kosuke Yuri ran forward to go fight a fight that wasn't his, nor had very good chances of him coming out unscathed.

"It's time to die." She said, and Issei watched stunned as a large spear made of what appeared to be light flew from her hands.

Time slowed down considerably, and yet Issei couldn't summon the strength to move. All he could do was watch the spear inch closer and closer, painstakingly taking it's time.

He almost wished the spear would gut him already and spare him from the tortuous wait.

And then the spear was no more, or rather he wasn't looking at the spear anymore.

In front of his face now was the sight of some kid who wore the same uniform as him.

'What just happened?' His mind struggled to come to terms with what just happened.

And just as suddenly, Everything caught up to him. The pain of his back having been rolled out of the way of the spear lodged in the ground several feet away, the hammering of his heart in his chest, and most importantly…

"Dude, you have to run!" The kid above him shouted at his face, his eyes wide with fear and stealing glances at Yuuma who seemed confused.

Before Issei could respond, he found himself thrown roughly away once more, and once again looking off to the side where now two spears stuck into the cement.

The boy who had saved him, with blackish brown hair and blue eyes, scrambled to his feet and backpedaled away from Yuuma who hurled multiple spears at him.

Issei watched stunned at the kids impressive footwork as he sidestepped and dodged the large array of weapons hurled at him at a ridiculous pace.

"I don't know who the hell you are, but you're gonna regret trying to play the hero!" She suddenly yelled, a nasty snarl twisting her face as she lost her cool at the stranger who seemed to dodge her every attack.

At this point, Issei's mysterious saviour turned towards him and shouted out-

"What the hell are you doing, get the fuck out of here already!" Kosuke screamed harshly, eyes frantic and wide.

He wasn't given the chance to see if he would follow orders this time, as the girl- No, she definitely wasn't human- resumed her assault two fold.

The pressure had been high before, but now even more so, he noticed as he kept dodging the spears she hurled like javelins.

One at a time, then two, then three in both hands; Kosuke kept up with her furious pace. Letting his feet carry him out of harm's way, spinning and turning, changing direction randomly all in an effort to not get hit.

'Shit.' He cursed in his mind as he noticed that he was getting closer and closer to the spears that embedded themselves all around him. She was hurling the spears closer to each other, and at this rate, he would eventually step into the path of one rushing down.

This went on for two more minutes before she suddenly stopped.

Kosuke was grateful for the reprieve even if he was still wary of the girl.

He looked up to where she floated further above him, her wings keeping her afloat.

From what he could make of her facial expression, she seemed shocked, and dare he say impressed.

He watched in trepidation as a smile crossed her face and she raised her right arm before her.

Kosuke did not know what compelled him, or why he had suddenly developed a keen sense of instinct and intuition bordering on precognition, but he was so fucking glad he had listened to it.

His body, of its own accord, had jumped up as high as it could which was already impressive for most people. He had reached his ascent at the same time the girl above had closed her hand into a tight fist.

Horizontal spikes of light erupted like a network of pipes from each and every light spear on the ground; Kosuke found himself standing on top of one.

From here he could see what he estimated to be 200 spears sticking like rods out of the ground.

Looking up once more, he was treated to the sight of her mouth open agape.

He would have laughed if he didnt feel like he was gonna fall out from shock at any second. Honestly it was a miracle he was still standing, he wanted nothing more than to collapse instead of continuing this farce.

Luckily his pleads were answered, it just wasn't in the way he had hoped.

A spike from a spear just in front of him, shot out at an astounding speed and tore straight through his abdomen; ripping straight through the right half of his intestinal tract and shooting out of his back unhindered.

Blood rushed out of his wound like a tidal wave, spilling on the floor in disturbing amounts as he fell backwards.

The light spears dissipated as his back smashed into the concrete.

He felt no pain though.

It must have been due to the disbelief and fuckton of adrenaline coursing through his body, because even now he was coherent enough to realize that having his intestines blown apart was one of the worst pains imaginable.

Thank goodness for the small things.

Kosuke looked ahead with dull blue eyes as his murderer approached.

For some strange reason he just couldn't bring himself to be mad at her. Whether it was because he had rationalized such anger to be a waste of his precious time and energy, or he was just trying to look for the good in his situation, he couldn't tell.

The only thing that really occupied his mind was her looks.

She had kneeled down to get closer to him, and began to brush stray locks out of his face while placing a hand on his cheek.

Now that she was this close to him, Kosuke grudgingly admitted to her beauty. Silky black hair, and playful purple eyes made up her most prominent features, although he had noted her flawless skin and great body proportions.

If he was being honest, he was strangely glad that his killer was such a smoking hot babe.

Once she began to stroke his cheek and smile at him even further, he schooled his expression into one of boredom.

It was baffling, but he was tired from the fighting and he just wanted to die faster already so he could rest. This whole bleeding out thing was long, and he was in no way a patient man.

"You know it's a shame we couldn't have met under different circumstances," Raynare spoke as she saw the kid toss a bored look at her. "I would have loved to have you as a priest under my rule."

His expression didn't change much, but she could see he was paying attention even while slowly dying on the cold hard cement.

Raynare sighed heavily.

"Such a shame, we could've had some fun together."

Then without any warning, a spear of light burst forth in her hand, and she stabbed Issei through the back. The boy having rushed in an attempt to blindside her, but ultimately ending up choking on his own blood as his lungs filled with blood from a large wound slipping through his ribcage.

Kosuke turned his head over and attempted to make eye contact with his partner in death.

After hacking up some blood that had built up in his chest, Issei shot him a tired look.

"You dumbass, I told you to leave, now I wasted my life for nothing." He said weakly, surprisingly not as angry with the fact he was dying as he thought he would be.

After all there was so much in life that he had yet to see or accomplish, and yet in one night it had all been stripped from him.

He was too tired to give a damn anymore it would seem.

"Is that anyway to speak to the guy who didn't abandon you to fight on your own." He bit out with short laugh that ended abruptly as a violent cough racked his body and more blood splattered across the ground.

"You're too damn late." Even so, a smile made its way onto his face.

Raynare stood up and opened her mouth to say something, but ultimately decided not too. She wasn't so much of a bitch to ruin their little moment of bonding over eventual death.

Spreading her wings and taking off, Raynare left the scene content with a completed mission, but slightly put off at the casualty of the other boy.

Kosuke turned his attention to the stars in the sky, it was a beautiful night and there wasn't a single cloud in sight.

The leaves shifted the barest of amounts in the wind, and the sound of the fountain went on undisturbed. It was late at night; 11:34 pm when Kosuke Yuri died.

Kosuke had trouble sleeping ever since he was a small child. While it had gotten better when he grew up some more, he still found himself waking up an average of two to three times each night before his alarm told him to get out of bed and get ready for school.

It was because of this frequent waking up at night that he had developed the ability to become fully cognizant within seconds of waking up.

There had been multiple times in which, immediately upon being woken up, he would have full conversations with his parents as if he had been awake for hours.

This wasn't too important, until Kosuke woke up the next morning, fully aware of what had occurred just hours ago.

Within two seconds of opening his eyes and becoming conscious again, he had frowned considerably.

Last night had been real, he wouldn't even entertain the idea of it being some dream, because he was intimate with dreams and knew well and all that what happened was not the result of some dream.

Dreams had inconsistencies that were incredibly glaring once you woke up, but not in the least bit concerning while in the dream.

The events of late last night were far too real for that, not to mention, he had been fully coherent. That didn't happen in dreams unless you were lucid, and if you were lucid dreaming you would be aware of it.

Alas that wasn't his biggest concern at the moment.

What might you ask, is more important than literally dying in a park late at night after a supernatural encounter.

Waking up with another human being wrapped around your body with their legs entwined with yours, knowing damned well no one but you should be in the bed.

That was his most immediate concern.

And even more so when he looked and saw who it was.

Rias Gremory.

The most popular, rich, beautiful, and influential girl in the entire school.

She was a foreign red-haired beauty from europe, with a body that women would sell their souls to the devil for with zero hesitation.

Pulling the covers off of himself, Kosuke marveled at the fact that she was naked.

So was he, but that was an afterthought.

'There's absolutely no way I'll ever see this again.'

Unashamed in the slightest bit, Kosuke swept his eyes across her nude form. Drinking in the sight of her creamy white, unblemished flesh, small waist that filtered out into a nice pair of hips. Perfect thighs, a great ass, and probably the largest pair of boobs he had ever seen.

'How are they still that perky? How do they hold that shape?' Kosuke wondered as he rose from bed and stepped into the middle of his room.

Her breasts were a study that would have Einstein and Newton grasping at old hairs with frustration.

With one final look and a sigh, Kosuke headed towards the shower.

He wasn't sure why, but it seemed like Rias' body temp ran higher than normal, and with her clinging onto him throughout the night, the absence of a fan, and the unopened window, Kosuke was slightly damp with sweat.

A.N. Kosuke Yuri is my own OC, but he won't necessarily be stealing all the limelight. Both Issei and Kosuke will have their separate struggles and influence the story differently, even if the larger focus is on Kosuke.

I guess I should go ahead and say right now this story will be a little slow. It'll take long breaks in between arcs to give special time to further character development and explore relationships.

Not to say that their filler or anything, there extremely important to the story and if I'm being honest more important than the actual plot line. There'll be action, so don't get too discouraged, but there is a heavy emphasis on relationships and fleshing out characters.