DxD: Tempest Lord (Rewrite Up)

Aftermath (L)

Warning: This chapter contains a fat fucking sex scene.

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Two weeks.

That was the amount of time that had passed since the battle with Kokabiel and his forces. Two full weeks.

Thanks to help from the underworld, Kuoh Academy, along with all the other damage caused to roads and buildings was fixed during that time.

Of course, school had been closed during that time.

If the damage had been left to only the school grounds, it would have been easy to cover up and explain.

But the devastation caused by Kokabiel was spread across the whole town. And...

"Even if they fixed the school, nobody can bring back all the people that died." Suk-chin said, staring up at Kuoh Academy from the gates.

His bangs had grown a little longer in that short time, covering the very top of his eyes.

"Suk-chin?" Suk-chin just so slightly turned his gaze, staring down at Rias, who was standing at his side.

"Are you sure you're ready to go back to school?" She asked him, worriedly. "If you aren't feel great, we can always go back..."

Suk-chin's expression darkened for a moment.

"...Yeah. I'm fine."

And it was quite convenient, that during the devastation brought upon by Kokabiel, that there was severe weather affects such as tornadoes and lightning storms. Allowing for the perfect excuse.

Suk-chin walked towards the school, Rias in tow.

Things had been... different, since the battle with Kokabiel.

Rias understood it. A lot had happened, and a lot had been said.

Suk-chin seemed like his mood was always soured. He was quiet, and was constantly spacing out.

He always had something on his mind. But no matter how many times she asked him, he just wouldn't tell her what was going on.

...

The bell rang, bringing an end to morning classes.

"Hey, Issei! Been a while, cuz!" Matsuda sauntered up to Issei.

"Man, that storm fucked our town up!" Motohama said, also approaching Issei's desk. "I lost power for days!"

"Same here!" Matsuda exclaimed. "There wasn't even any kind of warning! Just boom! A storm all up in our shit."

"You did manage to stay safe during all of that, right Issei?" Motohama asked their compatriot. "You guys didn't get hurt did you?"

Issei sat at his desk silently, practically staring a whole into it.

His expression darkened for a moment.

Don't worry. It might hurt at first, but you'll come to enjoy it in time.

"No. We didn't." Issei answered softly.

"Sweet!" And that seemed to be all the compassion Motohama had.

"So, anyways, we were thinking..." Matsuda said slyly, leaning in closer to Issei.

"You know, it's been a while..." Motohama added. "At about this time, the kendo club should be..." He grinned suggestively. "What do you say we-"

"No thank you."

The dismissmal was sudden and uncaring, and it shocked both Matsuda and Motohama to their very cores.