Hey there, DxD fanon!

It has been a while, hasn't it? Sorry for that, and I also sorry for the quite short chapter this time; how can I say, maybe its the stress, maybe it's real life catching up with me, maybe its my new identity in this site, but the chapter has been slowing down quite a bit. I have no one to blame but myself, but to keep this brief: this chapter will close this volume about Takumi's new life, and while i don't plan other hiatus, next chapter will have a sort of a change of pace. I'll try to write as fast as I can, and do something about my other fics, specially rebirth which soon will enter it's 1th hiatus annyversary, something I'm far from proud.

With that said, enjoy this chapter, leave a lovely review and stay golden~.

DXd doesn't belong to me~.

"Immortal, you say?" I was taken back by his wish, or rather, is objective. What the hell, to become 'immortal'? What does that even mean now? He blinks once, twice, and then scratches the back of his neck and let out a small, nervous laugh. I don't know why, but there's something oozing from his being ever since he told me that, and that's not a good thing.

"Ah! Sorry, sorry. I think I expressed myself a bit on the wrong here. My bad." He says out loud to me, and I can't help but to try to figure what he's thinking right now. Has he gone mad or something? Once his little loud and blush disappear, he turns back to me, a shine back into his normally awkward and shy dark eyes. I couldn't help but to take a step back. Eh? Am I being intimidated? By him, of all people? "How can I explain it better, though? I think the best way to put it would be… I want to live forever, Kiba-san."

"…" Eh? That makes even less sense than I thought? Is he really Higurashi Takumi-kun of the four perverted demon lords of Kuoh? There a silence between us, one, two, three seconds passed yet no other reaction from neither of us. I gulp a bit, retaking my step forward to face him better now. "I… Don't understand, Takumi-kun. Living forever? As in, you want to live for the rest of eternity? Or maybe until the end of the world?"

"What? No, of course not, Kiba-san. That's scary to think about it." He laughed nervously yet again, waving a hand in front of himself in order to wash away that thought, this only confuses me more. In the end, he crosses his arms, leans himself on the fence on the border of the rooftop, and takes a deep and heavy sigh. "This is… Really hard to get it, isn't it? My bad, my bad, I also need to pick up some lectures about how to express myself or something. Very well then, Tosca-san, I guess what I'm trying to say is: I do want to be someone of worth. And not by just the people of the now, but for future people too. Maybe your kids, your grandkids and so on, even people that I've never met before or don't speak my language. In short… I want myself to last, even if my body doesn't."

"…"

"…?"

…

Huh? What is this conversation? What is this new view on life of his? Did I sleep and wake up in a completely different dimension? This is way beyond what I expected someone his age, anyone, to come up as a wish? 'To be remembered'? 'To be immortal and live forever'? I don't understand it, I don't understand at all!

Could it be that… He lost it during all those days of exposition to the supernatural? Or maybe someone is pulling the strings even further than that? Whatever the case, I must keep on keen and light in order to make him keep talking. He doesn't seem to notice my current mood, so that's good. Better play with him a little…

"I see. That's… Some complex thinking from someone your age, Higurashi." I declare to him, and he takes as a compliment if the smile on his face is anything to go by. Good, good, I can see that regardless of whatever happened, he still looks good-natured enough to approach, if more carefully by now. "Care to elaborate a bit further? Now you have my interest? Also, maybe me, Lilith and Kunou can help you out with that as well?"

"Hah~, this is very kind of your part, but I'll have to refuse, Kiba-san." He replies with a scratch on the back of his head. "But I can tell you what I'm planning: I'm planning to become someone at least worthy enough to be remembered by many, for a long time."

"Uh-huh. Interesting. Go on."

"You see, Kiba-san, I used to think people were full of contradictions, that life was full of contradictions: Life is short, so better live it to the fullest, but why so if it's so little and insignificant? Also, no matter how much I'd say that I love either Kunou-san or Lilith-san, they would never reciprocate my feelings as shallow as they are. Not even my parents wanted me that much, and my sister and friends were the only people that I thought could handle me at my worst: the whiny, pathetic, good-for-nothing rejected pervert that no one likes." He takes a deep breath and sighs, every word visibly taking a toll out of his mind to speak up. Honestly, this kind of drama was expected from someone as a high-schooler, and just as expected, he seems to have a troubled raising, even so, I can't let my guard down. He looks at me again and continues: "But then I noticed after a while: My sister came from the same place as me, so why do I love her so much? And my friends are just as perverted and lewd as me, so why do I love them so much? I love, love them so much, it feels sometimes that my heart might explode. Even Lilith-san or Kunou-san, who rejected me and now I know I didn't have a chance from the start, are still embedded on my mind and won't go away. There were also those two beautiful girls that I met the other day that for them I was a simple client, yet I had the ride of my life on them…"

Wait, what did he say just now?

On second thought, nevermind…

"And then I realized: Even if you heart stops beating, even if your flesh rots away, you don't truly die until the last person that knows your name dies as well. Therefore, I settled it with this: I shall become someone else's precious person!" He declares with a shy flame shining from his eyes. It was such a new form and shape for me, I was taken back a little yet again, but for a completely different reason altogether! He takes a small sigh from the side, and that little flame from before vanished, living him simply with a cute tint on both cheeks and an expression of realization, as he just now figure how unnecessarily grandiose he sounded right now. Talk about a shift. "But, yeah, as long as I live, I won't ever forget my sister even if she dies; the whole school, my classmates and the faculty might forget Issan, Ryou-chan and Touya, but they will forever me at my heart. Basically, Tosca-san, I want to do something like Onizuka-sensei or Kon-sensei. They might be dead, but their legacy moves on, and I do want to become someone at least precious to some people, someone worth remembering at all, at least fondly. Because, after all those days, I figure one thing worse than a life without tits: to die without leaving a single good thing in this world. To die, and then be forgotten, forever. To make not a single different in this world, to have… Only existed."

"…"

"…"

*DRIP! DRIP!*

"A-Ah, Kiba-san…! You're... You're crying."

"Higurashi… I think I can understand you, if not by a little."

Yes. I understand him, I understand him more than he knows. The despair, the horrors, the pain and eventful death of my brothers and sisters, all for naught in the name of God that is no longer with us. Even during that time I couldn't feel a thing inside the womb of my Sacred Gear, I would ask myself: Would anyone remember the name Tosca? Or Isaiah? Or any of my companions' names at all when our light element would be extracted from us and we would eventually fall by the hands of Valper? To know that Isaiah was alive and that he wouldn't ever forget our times together, as horrid and despairing as it was, as well as our brothers and sisters, how can I say without shredding a tear, was the most wonderful feeling, elating me to no ending knowing that even dying as a nobody, there was going to be someone to remember the name 'Tosca', to know that I existed at all. I guess that's what makes me human, all things considered.

I notice only now the warm trails down my eyes, so I dried then as fast as I could, and turned back to Higurashi, who was still trying his best to console me with his hands fooling around trying to find a way to comfort me and expression conveying how nervous he was doing so. He's… A good person, after all. I let out a small chuckle.

"Yes. I think I understand you now, Higurashi. How such feeling can eat you by inside, and how being acknowledged as something, someone… You've gathered my sympathy, Higurashi Takumi. I have nothing to say but that you have my blessing." I said confidently so he could shine once more, however, as I was reluctantly expecting, his only response was a shy huff out of his mouth and a scratch on the back of his head.

"Haah~, Kiba-san's complementing me in such a bright way, makes me a bit shy. Now I'll have to fill her expectations too." He commented to no one with a light blush on his cheeks. For once, I couldn't help but to find that reaction adorable, even when I'm getting a bit tiresome of such. He turns to me anyway and smiles too. "But thanks anyway, Kiba-san. My Sacred Gear might be troublesome and my heart might be weak, but I'll try my best. After all, I might not be the protagonist of a light novel, but I still want to be relevant."

"Huhuh. As I said, you have my blessing, Higurashi." What a curious lad, but nonetheless I can sense he means good. I guess even perverts nowadays can try to be heroes of their own stories and have a good heart underneath it all, if he and Isaiah's friend are anything to go by. Even so, there is a pertinent question hanging from the nether of my mind about his current objective, and just like before, it makes me feel an uneasy aura oozing from him. I know he means nothing but well, but even so I cannot let such doubt slip through my fingers. I turn my stare back at him. "But, do tell me Higurashi, how are you going to accomplish such feat? I might be sure that you already know, but even with such powerful Sacred Gear, there a few individuals who alone could rival Gods, besides Gods and Satans themselves. I mean no discouragement, but you have a long way to go before your words cease to be hollow. Tell me, how are you going to do it?"

"Kiba-san, did you know that once Shaka-sama used a since good dead of a thief's life in order to create a spider web leading towards heaven out of Hell? The thief fell due to his own greed, but a single, insignificant string of a spider's web was enough to save one's soul from the Underworld." He declares with a single finger lift. Yes, I remember Kunou telling the tale when Gautama Budddha the Great used a string in order to save a fool who couldn't control himself and fell into hell nonetheless. It sounded like an Aesop at the time, but I can understand from where he's coming from. "Likewise, I might just be able to do it. Among people with talent, people with years and years of hard work, people who were born queens and rulers, people who escalated the whole scale to the top of the realms, Gods and Butsus, humans devils or angels, people with Sacred Gears as strong or stronger than me, there are people like me who just want to be worthy. Therefore, no matter how weak or strong I am, how fast or slow I am, how smart or dumb I am, as long as I am able to do it, as long as I have an slight chance to reach above, I can do it. I want to do it."

"A good answer" I honestly replied, again with the grin and the nape scratch. He did not say anything that I want, but I do understand what's coming to. Someone of worth, eh? Not a bad goal, if not a bit dissonant from someone his age, but I guess he already solved those issues himself. I laughed a bit under my breath. "Okay then, as long as you don't turn into some evil overlord or tries to take over the world, I guess that you are in the right path in order to be someone of worth, Higurashi."

"Haaah~, don't say that, Kiba-san. It really makes me think you imagine me being some kind of supervillain or something. I'm not that evil-looking, am I?" He asks with a sour expression, and I ease him but shaking my head negatively. It indeed brightened my day, and his shining aura started to glow again, much for my delight. I do feel he shall become someone of worth, indeed. But in the end, he turns back to me, nods and then points a finger at me, now his glow turning into pure distillated confidence, so much I was again taken back for it. "But, even if I just met you like that for a few days, I can say that: Kiba-san… As long I live, you will never die as well."

"…"

"…?"

…

My, oh my. I can feel my cheeks burning up a little, and just that little phrase made me speechless for a good while. I wonder this is what they call 'skip of a beat'? It does feel… Warm.

"That's really a nice thing to say, Higurashi. Or should I say, Takumi. But don't be too hurried to grow into such, it might disconnect you from the present and all the wonders you still has within it. Don't also consider dying for so little, it makes me wonder my proficiency as one of the guardians of this place." I let out a small smile and a chuckle, and again with the half-smile and the scratch behind the head from him. I'm sure now: he's no threat, but unfortunately, not a companion either. I shall continue to keep monitoring him for both our wellbeing and his. Something tells me this is only the beginning of another legend. If of complete light or pure darkness, I have no clue. Even so… I turn to him, and also smile: "This goes for me too, Takumi. Even if you don't accomplish your initial dreams in your head, or reach the skies as you claim, know this: as long as I live, your life, your soul, shall never wither as well!"

"Thanks, Kiba… Tosca-san. That means a lot to me." He smiles, taking a deep breath from out of his system and blushing a little, sniffing his nose scratching it like one of those delinquents from those anime Lith forces me to watch with her. By the way, are we in the first-name basis now? Isaiah did say those are specially exclusive for very close personnel, I it means I'm surely getting his trust… Although, the opposite is also true. "Also, may I ask you to do something for me?"

"Huh…?" I turn to him yet again, eyes a bit wide. A request? From him? It doesn't sound very recurrent, but maybe I can humour him a little, listening to him as well in case this is something serious. Well, of course, as long it is on my reach, I'll do whatever I can to fulfill your request. This is the least I can do, we are friends, are we not?"

"Thanks, Tosca-san." He smiles. "Then… I want you to revoke my friends' suspension!"

"Forgive me, can't do."

"Ah…" And the glow around his being clicked out, much more like a burst lamp, and his eyes adopted a dull shine, all colours suddenly disappearing from him, the shift being nigh-comical if a bit tragic. Fortunately, it didn't last long, and he shrugs it off with a defeated smile. "Well, I tried. Forget it then, I guess I'll just have to get used in eating alone for a while."

"Not necessarily, Takumi." I call for his attention with a hand waving, and he looks at me with some brightness into his eyes. I guess he's waiting me to fulfill his little request, but unfortunately this is out of my reach, it was his friends who caused all that ruckus back a few days so there is nothing I can do which can be justifiable. But I do have a neat idea to ease his loneliness a bit. "You can eat with me and the rest of the disciplinary committee. I mean, they probably won't mind considering that I am inviting you, and due to your… Fame, I can assume it won't bother others either. It'll quench your loneliness for a bit also. So, what do you think?"

"Oh, it does sound neat. Eating with the disciplinary committee." His eyes shine with a bit of anticipation while looking at his own navel deep in thoughts. However, for some reason, his expression sours a bit, and he pouts while looking at me again. I can see a bit of bitterness in his eyes. "But don't you think I'll look a bit… Malefic. Someone as infamous as me, walking with the disciplinary committee. I'll look like a convicted criminal."

"Truly. It will indeed look a bit deranged. But, if that's a bit too much for you…"

"N-No! That's okay! I'm just contemplating my navel a bit, nothing serious! I do want to eat with someone! It'll be really nice to eat with you and the rest of the committee!" He explains himself and only too late noticed his little perverted slip. He blinks once, twice, a small hues of pink decorates his cheeks now as he takes a deep breath to himself. I have to say it, Lith was right, he is adorable. "I mean… I will accept it, with gusto. Thanks for that, Tosca-san. I hope the rest of your group can accept me as well."

"Of course they will. If I can, they surely will." I nod at him, and he sighs in relief. Out of the sudden, the school bell rings announcing the end of lunchtime, snapping both of us from our little reverie. He gasps a bit under his breath and takes his way to the stairs, passing a bit around me, but not before having the time to stop next to me and give me a little salute. "Oh, lunchtime is over. Time to go back to class."

"Ah! You're right, Tosca-san! Mizuki-sensei is quite sharp with hours as well! Better go back to my classroom!" He says, tapping the tips of his shoes a few times on the floor then turning to me again. "Well then, I'll be going on ahead, Tosca-san! If we don't meet again today, have a good day!"

"Hahah. A good day for you too, Takum-…!"

*CHU~!*

"…!" And it happened. I don't know why, I don't know what, I don't comprehend it at all, but out of the sudden, the shy, introverted, weak member of the four heavenly perverted Kings of Kuoh academy… Kissed me. A light, quick but very profund kiss on the lips, leaving me catatonic until my mind kept up to comprehend what just happened. Before I knew it, Takumi was already leaving the rooftop with a hand wave at me. My eyes could only trace him as he headed downstairs.

"Okay! See you around, Tosca-san!" He replies, and I'm still frozen in place. "If anything I'll be in class if you want to eat together again!"

"Y-Yes, understood." Was all I could muster at the moment. It was only when he completely vanished from my sight that I could put myself at ease, and finally relax myself after his… Passionate assault.

Indeed, something definitely happened with him, and while that eases my mind and put his head out of the target mark, something tells me this can't be natural at all. To come to such conclusion, to come out with that determination, and that glow. Something is not right, even for a teenager such as himself, and I fear that these moments won't last at all, or be shorter than expected. I guess it's only for the best to still keep an eye on him, and on the worst occasion, stalk him and his possible accomplices.

Still, I want to believe he's a good kid… Hah, that kiss caught me by surprise, and now I can't stop thinking about it. I let my guard down and let him advance at me for a sneak attack. I'm so embarrassed for myself, yet in the same time I am not. His lips… Were puffy and warm, and tasted like cinnamons. Come to think of it, this might be my first kiss. Huh… I wonder if this means anything. That kid, Higurashi Takumi-kun, is certainly dangerous. For more than one reason…

I wonder how long is going to take for him to realize what just he just d-…

"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH…!"

Oh, right on time. Good job.

Quite a short chapter, eh? Sorry for that. But up to next volume, things will start to heat up and the plot will move forward, more than the development, at least. and of course, PLOT. Planning for this story to have it sometime, and that little tease with Tosca... Might work. but nothing solid. Kunou and Lilith all the way, yo!

Greetings.