D is for [D]evilishly confuse[D]

Issei woke up in an unfamiliar location. It was unfamiliar, and it was a location. A location that he didn't know, but judging by the windows of the room, he was still inside the school.

Where exactly? He didn't know.

The last thing he remembered, was black.

The ever encompassing darkness that reminded him of the times he forgot to turn on the night light when he was a small child and was so scared of the dark that he clung onto his stuffed elephant throughout the night.

But why did he presumably fall ****? Normal people didn't just faint when they see something.

It was something that scared him. Or something that freaked him out.

Yes, that was it.

Something that freaked him ou-

"I see you're awake, Issei-kun," a feminine voice broke him out of endless theorizing. Rias Gremory stood before him, the soft candlelight of the room illuminating her face with its glow.

"Rias?" he asked groggily, rubbing his head to relieve his growing headache. "Where, where am I?"

She smiled, walking over to the light switch and flicking it open. The lights of the room blinded him temporarily, with how bright they shone above him.

Seeing as he could finally see what was around him, Issei could see that he was currently in a club room of some sorts.

A few different styles of couches were arranged before a rectangular table, with the table itself being full of what seemed to be forms of some kind. Besides that, Issei could see a few plastic wrappers and crumbs littered on the surface of the table.

The room itself was considerable for it's size, not being too big or too small but medium in size and length. It was quite fancy however, decorated with expensive plates and a trophy case that had no trophies in it.

"The Occult Research Club," Rias replied. "Or the ORC."

"Why am I here?" Issei asked, looking around the room for an exit. He was getting weird vibes from the place, and it wasn't the fact that Rias looked absolutely sexy with how her arms crossed accentuated her already large bosom even more. No it wasn't that, it wasn't that at all no matter how hard he tried to look away.

"Well, you did faint earlier," Sona said, coming through the door and taking a seat across from him. "I cannot just leave you there, with your penis out in the Student Council room. And so, Rias decided to bring you here. I hope that answered a tiny bit of your question."

"Okay okay, I understand a little bit," Issei said. "How did I faint again?"

Rias seemed surprised at that, as if what he said was strange. "Oh, you don't remember?"

"Remember what?" Issei asked. Looking at his ****? What was Sona now to him? "Remember what, Sona?"

Sona sighed out exasperatedly, wiping her spectacles off with a dark blue cloth. "You are an idiot, I can't believe you're my master."

"We're devils," Rias said once more, triggering his forgotten memory and making him remember what happened at the Student Council Room, and the pitch black wings that belonged to the both of them.

And for the second time that day, Issei fainted once more.

"Is he going to do that every time?" Sona sighed out.

Issei awoke once more, this time more confused than he ever was.

Was his whole life a lie? A lie fabricated by the higher powers above?

"Devils, devils are real," he repeated in his head akin to a mantra.

Issei didn't believe in ghosts, hell, he didn't believe in God.

But, to see visual, living proof of something not plausible, something that was usually seen in cartoons, those black bat wings not unlike that of a vampire. It was shocking, to say the least.

"I see you are awake once more," Sona said once more, her hair wet and clinging to her face. "You wouldn't wake up the second time, so I used this time to take a shower.

Sona was wearing her school uniform, but Issei could still see the droplets of warm water still clinging on to her skin. Her hair stuck to her face, giving her a look that screamed 'sexy'.

Hell, he wanted to use his 'power' to fuck her right now. He wanted to, and he could, but there was one issue with that.

There were people around him, four in fact.

"Good evening, Hyoudo-san," Kiba, the Prince of Kuoh Academy, his hair as blond as it was shiny, greeted him.

"We have waited long for you to wake up, Issei," Akeno said seductively, thrusting out her chest in front of his eyes. "Perhaps I can be your alarm clock for now on? Give you _refreshing _start to your day?" She bit her lip, making Issei painfully aware of what she was insinuating.

The third member of the room he had yet addressed was Kuoh Academy's very own mascot, Koneko, who was munching down on her sweets without any care of his presence.

"Issei, how fortunate of you to wake up just now," Rias said, no longer in her bra. Seeing as they were clearly not in the room anymore, it was basic logic that Rias would not follow his orders anymore. That was a nice way of confirming his prior theories on how his 'power' worked. "We were just about to have Akeno wake you up."

Said girl gave him a saucy wink, making a ring with her right hand and thrusting it in front of her mouth.

In many cases, he would've gladly sold his soul to get a blowjob from the girl but now was not the time for imagining what her mouth would feel like on his cock.

This was becoming serious, and thus he would have to be more serious. However hard that would be.

"Anyways, since he has woken up," Sona started, clearing her throat. "We can finally." She stressed on that word. "Explain what we are."

"You're devils," Issei said to which he got a round of nodding from everyone currently sitting in the room.

"Specifically, I am the master to my peerage," Rias said, pointing to each person in the room except for Sona. "A devil, from the House of Gremory."

"I too have a peerage," Sona said, sitting besides him. Issei caught a whiff of her shampoo, and could see the faint outline of her bra through her clothes. "All powerful devils do."

"And what's the purpose of a peerage?" Issei asked, trying not to assert his dominance over Sona and fuck her ass again. "Is it like a soccer team or something?"

Rias laughed, and so did Sona but the latter of which made it seem condescending almost. "No no. A peerage, dear Issei, is like a family to a devil. When a devil reaches a certain power threshold, they are granted a chess board and pieces called the Evil Pieces."

"With said Evil Pieces." Sona brought out a pawn piece out of her pocket, the piece glowing a blood-red under the soft light. "A devil can form their peerages by either recruiting or reincarnating a person."

"And what are peerages used for?" Issei asked.

"Fighting, most of the time," Kiba answered, smiling slightly at him. "We devils have this thing called a Rating Game where we fight other peerages for glory and for fame."

"It's very fun," Akeno said as she licked her lips sadistically. "I enjoy torturin-I mean fighting the other foes."

Issei nodded, understanding what his world has become in just a day. He had originally wanted to just perv on Rias and Sona but had overheard something and that had spiraled out of control into what was essentially another world.

Oh, woe is he.

"And that brings us to the meat of the conversation, if I were to describe it as a metaphor," Sona said, chuckling to herself from her lame attempt at a joke. "You, Issei Hyoudo, my unfortunate master."

"Me?" Issei asked, bewildered.

Rias nodded. "You."

"Me?" He asked once more.

"Yes, you," Kiba confirmed for him.

"ME?" He yelled out, waving his hands out around him.

"Can you please quiet down," Koneko said, her voice low but was echoed throughout the whole room as she made her annoyance clear.

Issei apologized to the girl, eyeing her creamy young thighs encased in black leggings.

"Yes, you, Issei Hyoudo," Sona repeated once more. "I have a preposition for you."

"What is it?" Perhaps she was going to ask him to impregnate her? That would be cool, and sexy. Maybe she'd put on an apron and nothing else? Perhaps she would help him become a harem king? That would be amazing. His first wish as Harem King would be to order every girl to stop wearing clothes to school, that would be godlike.

"I want you to become a devil," Sona said, thrusting out the pawn piece towards him.

That certainly wasn't what he imagined she'd say.