STD (Save This Date)

'House Gremory formally invites Issei Hyoudo to attend the annual dinner we will be hosting at the Gregory Manor tonight.'

'House Sitri formally invites Mr. Issei Hyoudo to attend the ceremonial tea pouring ceremony we will be hosting at Castle Sitri this night.'

'House Gremory extends its hospitality in inviting Issei Hyoudo in partaking in our sacred Blood Ball tomorrow.'

'House Sitri extends an invite for Mr. Issei Hyoudo to attend the Sitri families trip to Europe.'

On and on it went, with what seemed like hundreds and hundreds of letters addressed to him with the same message inside.

"When are they going to realize no means no," Issei sighed out, grabbing a bunch of the letters in his hand and dumping them all in his trash can.

One of the letters, stamped with a red seal, held multiple pictures in it.

All of them were of Akeno in sexy lingerie, with her posing in a variety of erotic poses on a couch.

'My body is waiting' she wrote on the back of each one.

Honestly, he preferred this direct way of asking for him to enter their peerages rather than the invitations. While he appreciated the sentiment, Issei threw away the pictures in the trash as well, but not before taking a picture of them and saving them on his hard drive.

It had been two weeks since that day, the day Issei had discovered his dormant powers and used them for the first time. And ever since that day, he hadn't used them since.

'Great power comes with great responsibility' said Uncle Ben before he tragically died, spoilers. Issei had loved Spiderman when he was a child, and once went as the superhero for Halloween.

His power, the power to claim anyone and anything just by writing his name on them, it was too dangerous, especially for him.

No one was meant to have a power like his, the power to decide to strip away a person's free will and choices. The thought of it gave him shivers up his spine.

But you may be saying, he did just use it on an innocent nun. And he might reply with a yes.

He did use it on Asia, and used it to strip away her thoughts and feelings towards him using her as a means of sexual release. He felt quite bad about that, and had second thoughts about it ever since that day.

Hell, he'd even avoided writing his name on assignments, due to fear of something happening. He found that his power didn't activate if he slightly misspelled his name, which was what he did for the past two weeks.

"Breakfast Issei!" he heard his mother yell from downstairs. God, he was starving. Issei hadn't been eating all too well, the most he would eat in one day would be a couple pieces of bread and maybe a few slices of ham.

Maybe he was sick, or something else entirely. Issei didn't know, but what he did know was that he was tired of getting letters all day.

After going down and grabbing a piece of toast, Issei headed out, making sure that his wallet was securely placed in his pocket.

Why he went out? Simple, he had a date.

Big shocker right?

Him, getting a date.

Hilarious.

So funny you can laugh for five paragraphs.

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See? It's hilarious.

Never in a million years would Issei ever imagined he'd get a date. And to be asked on a date and not the opposite, Issei felt like the most luckiest man in the world.

"Suck it guys." He imagined the looks on his friends' faces as they reacted to the fact he got a date before them. Even though he liked his friends, Matsuda and Motohama, they kind of pissed him off a bit.

While he enjoyed the occasional peep and ogle, the two practically based their whole personality on those two things he mentioned earlier. It was too much, especially for him.

Anyways, that was yesterday. His date was today, and Issei carefully prepared himself for this date. Asking for some tips from his mother, his pockets were full of everything and anything you can think of when going on a date.

His leather wallet, it's contents full of money his parents gave him and even a condom in case.

His phone, all the porn on it hidden underneath a folder he dubbed 'Boring Homework'.

A can of pepper spray, just in case any raccoons came by to bother their date.

And finally, a rose.

"Please let this be a good date!" Issei yelled to the heavens, his hands clasped in a prayer.

With the power of God and Erotica on his side, Issei's optimism was nigh unstoppable. He was going to have the greatest date of all time and nothing was stopping that.

Not even dying a premature ****. Yes, nothing at all.

"Sorry I'm late," Yuuma said, waving at him as she approached the fountain that he waited at. "I had a few problems with my hair.""No worries, it wasn't that long of a wait," Issei lied as naturally as he jerked off. He'd been waiting for two hours, but that was more of him being too nervous and arriving early.

She smiled sweetly, wrapping herself around his arm. "That's sweet of you to arrive early, you're a sweet person, Issei."

Some of you may be wondering who exactly this person who asked him on a date was. Yuuma Amano, a student at Kuoh High. Issei didn't exactly know who she was but he had seen her around the school.

It was a total shock when she suddenly approached him when school ended and practically confessed her love for him. Issei didn't remember exactly what happened as he had mentally passed out but he had a date with an extremely hot girl the next day.

Before he forget later on, Issei quickly gave her the rose he had prepared earlier. "Uh, I bought this rose for you. I hope you like it."

For a split second, Issei could see a look of confusion on her face. It was barely for a second, but he could see it clearly. Yuuma shot him a smile shortly after, but Issei was still concerned as to why she was confused.

It was probably nothing. Maybe she didn't like roses? That was a good theory. Perhaps her mother was killed from accidentally drinking terrible rose water? Plausible, and completely understandable. Maybe her parents were divorced following a dispute over how much roses her father should give her mother for Valentines Day. Thankfully, Issei's father always gave his mother eighteen flowers to signify how old his mother lied that she was.

"Oh, thank you so much," Yuuma exclaimed in happiness, taking the singular rose he gave and placing it in her dark hair. It made her look even more beautiful that she was before, and that was an understatement. "I love roses, how did you know they're my favourite flower?"

"Uh......lucky guess?"

They moved to the first location Issei had planned out for today, which happened to be a nice movie he had picked out the night before.

Plot wise, it was a standard fantasy romance. Main character got the power to control anyone he wanted and used it to get the girl. But halfway through the film, the girl found out the love she was feeling wasn't genuine love and killed herself because of that, making the main character go on a self reflecting trip through time to revive the girl and make her fall in love with him without powers.

Yuuma cried while watching, sobbing into her blouse as she took out tissue after tissue. Issei was more concerned with how her low her blouse was, exposing her medium sized breasts to his eyes.

He wasn't all that invested in the movie, but he pretended he paid attention when they left the movie theater.

"That movie was amazing, wasn't it?" Yuuma asked him, her hands behind her back. "What was your favourite scene?"

"Every scene was great, can't pick between them all," Issei said, bullshitting his way through the date. "Anyways, let's go eat."

It wasn't all that special, the early lunch they had. It was at a relatively cheap restaurant that served good food for a cheap price that he could afford with the limited funds he had as a student.

So far, Yuuma was enjoying it, judging by the perpetual smile on her face. He didn't know dates were this hard, he'd never been on one before.

Anyways, after lunch, and a whole day of the date, the sun had already set below the horizon. Orange light covered the town as Yuuma brought him to a nearby fountain.

"Issei," she said, taking a hold of his hand. She caressed it slowly, giving him a slight smile. "Do you like me?"

It was a sudden question to ask, and he wasn't ready. No one would be in his situation.

"Uh..." His voice trailed off as Issei tried his hardest to think of a reply.

If he answered no, that would mean certain doom.

If he answered yes, that would mean he'd get laid tonight without the use of his powers perhaps.

And so, he answered.

"Yes."

"Would you die for me?" The moon, so bright in it's light, shone over them. There were no lights around them, the moon being the only source of light.

Yuuma seemed to practically glow in the moonlight, with her dark hair seemingly sucking all light around her. Her clothes, a simple crimson blouse and skirt combo morphed into what looked to be bondage gear.

Tiny strips of leather covered her nipples and bottom half, with the whole outfit resembling something he'd seen in a BDSM magazine he had accidentally bought when he was twelve with his mother's credit card.

Her face morphed as well, growing harsher and less refined. Her eyes, once a brilliant blue, was a harsh crimson.

Issei had never been so scared in his entire life. Sweat dripped down his face and his pants were uncharacteristically wet.

"This date has been fun," Yuuma said, tracing the air in front of her and summoning what seemed to be a spear made out of pure light out of thin air. She pointed it at him, the light spear so close to him that he could count the amount of sparks it emitted. "But I'm getting bored with you."

"So I'm going to kill you." And before he could say anything, or do anything, the spear had already fully penetrate his body.

Issei could barely let out a groan of pain or any other indicator that he had been killed. He flopped to the ground, twitching as blood poured out of his stomach.

"You know Kokabiel wanted to take your Sacred Gear using some sort of magic shit, but I was like, why don't I just kill him?" Yuuma, her pure smile now a twisted one, had killed him. "And that's what I did. Thanks for the date by the way."

But Issei was already long dead by that point, the blood in his body already empty.

Perhaps, in another life, he would get another chance to live, and not die because he was too foolish to just accept someone who asked him on a date. But you don't get second chances, especially people like him.

And so, Issei Hyoudo died that day.