E is for [E]xplanations giv[E]n

"You want me." Issei pointed to himself. "To become a devil. A devil. Me?"

Sona nodded, sitting down besides him once more. "I should explain why you exactly."

"Yeah, why him?" Kiba asked, intrigued.

"Do you know what a Sacred Gear is, Issei?" Rias asked him.

Sacred Gear? When had he heard that before?

Oh right. Issei had overheard Sona and Rias talking about a possible new Sacred Gear wielder in the school. Was he that Sacred Gear wielder? Could that possibly explain his powers?

"Can't say I have," Issei said, shaking his head. Judging by it's name, a sacred gear referred to a piece of equipment that was sacred? That was what he could guess just by the name.

"Sacred Gears, also known as the God Artifacts, are items with powerful enchantments," Rias began to explain, wearing a pair of red glasses. "Created by God, they were a part of his system that he used to enact miracles on Earth. You can call them superpowers, if you want."

"Wait, God is real?" He asked but later realized his stupidity. If devils were real that would mean angels were real, and everything in between would exist as well. "What's that got to do with me?"

"It's got everything to do with you," Sona said, arms crossed. "I'm sure you heard loud and clear what Rias and I had discussed prior to you coming in to the room."

"Yeah, the new Sacred Gear wielder," Issei said, the cogs moving about in his brain at a snail's pace. "Wait, I'm the person you're talking about?"

His question wasn't overtly confirmed but judging by the tense atmosphere of the club room, he was correct.

Issei could feel his blood pumping rapidly through his body, his heart rate skyrocketing to an almost unfathomable level. He was freaking out, no questions asked.

But why exactly was he feeling this way?

Just hours before, and he assumed it was hours in the period he was passed out, he was balls deep in Sona. Issei had no qualms and no questions about his apparent 'Sacred Gear' before he used it.

And here he was, breathing heavily under the notion that he was one of of them. Not that he was saying that they were terrible, it was just the shock talking.

"Issei, Issei." Sona's voice echoed through his mind, breaking him out of his slight panic attack. "Are you okay?"

He took a deep breath, steadying himself in case he started to freak out again. "Yeah yeah, I'm okay. I'm fine, very fine. In fact, if you were to compare me to a cucumber you would have to use the expression 'as chill as a cucumber' because I'm so cool."

"Calm yourself," Koneko said stoically, popping another sweet into her mouth.

"I didn't know you were like this, Issei," Akeno commented.

"Yes, you are the person we were talking about," Sona said, confirming his speculations. "You, Issei, have a Sacred Gear and because of that, I want you to join my peerage."

"Don't you think that's a little unreasonable?" Rias asked, an unpleasant tone to her question. "I mean, you already have an almost full peerage already, why take another member?"

"Are you insinuating that you want to have Issei, Rias?" Sona seemed pissed, her anger contained under a persona of a strict disciplinarian.

"Why can't I have him?" Rias and Sona were staring each other down, and Issei could feel the tension in the air. It was overbearing, almost the same feeling Issei got when they revealed their wings.

Issei could see a red energy emerging out of Rias's hands, and a blue icy sort of powder from Sona. If he was going to escape out of his room, he had to intervene between the upcoming fight.

"Hey, I'm not just some object you can own!" Issei yelled out, surprising the two fighting girls with the sheer volume he used. Perhaps it was too loud as Koneko rubbed her ears in pain.

"You deserve to be in my peerage, Issei," Rias growled out, her eyes a blazing red.

"He deserves to be in mine." Sona was very close to straight-up murdering Rias, Issei could see that very clearly from her face.

"Perhaps we can not, fight," Issei tried once more, to more success this time. "How about you state your reasons and we can decided whether or not you deserve to have me in your 'peerage'."

Perhaps in other situations, he would enjoy being an object for two beautiful women to fight over, but when those two women presumably had power, he would rather run away with his tail tucked under his butt.

"Fine," Rias grumbled out. She took a seat on a couch very close to him, in fact, she sat on his right side.

"It works with me." With this, Sona moved closer to him, sidling herself to his left.

He knew what was going on.

He was being bribed, intimated.

But that wasn't going to work.

"How about we start with you, President." Akeno acted as a mediator, smiling like a child as she watched the tension of the room increase. "Why do you want Issei Hyoudo in your peerage?'

"That's simple." Sona pushed up her glasses up the bridge of her nose. "He has an amazing Sacred Gear, and my peerage would be full with his inclusion."

Akeno nodded. "Good answer. Now, Buchou, why do you want Issei Hyoudo in your peerage?"

"The same as Sitri." Sitri? Shitori wasn't Sona's real last name? Weird. Rias continued, "My peerage is severely lacking in members, Issei would become one of my pawns."

"Now." Akeno clapped her hands, startling him. "Issei. Do you want to be a part of their peerages?"

Now that was a heavy question.

One that would shape his future and his later choices in life.

Rias or Sona.

But he made up his mind soon enough.

One decision.

One choice.

Taken by him.

Issei hoped his choice wouldn't fuck him in the ass like he fucked Sona's.

"I made my choice." Sona's and Rias's faces looked up at him expectantly, he could see the crossed fingers they had behind their backs.

"And what is your choice?" Akeno asked.

"Neither."