The Blue Eyed King of Kuoh

Ripples in the Water

A/N: Quick note, this will be shorter chapter than usual. Have a "cute" Kuroka title image as compensation. lol Sorry boyos!

A slim silver haired teenager dressed in a dark green v-neck shirt under a black long sleeve leather jacket, as well as a pair of black jeans and a pair of black leather shoes, made his way down a long somewhat luxurious hallway with purple carpeted floors, expensive paintings detailing the endless conflict between good and evil, as well as several gold-lined vases as he approached a large set of mahogany double doors. He could hear the sounds of raised voices and pacing from inside.

Uncaring if he interrupted or not, the silver haired teenager pushed the smooth wooden doors open without effort and stepped inside a rather large and surprisingly sparsely decorated office. Once inside, he noticed 3 figures in said office. A tall black haired elven-eared like man wearing an angered expression standing in front of the large wooden office desk, a shorter white haired man with a maroon beret standing beside the large wooden desk, and an annoyed black and blonde haired man sitting behind said office desk.

All three men turned to look upon the one interrupting their argument, allowing 2 of the men to sigh in relief, whilst the third man scoffed at the teenager's appearance.

The facial expression on the man sitting behind the desk returned to what seemed to be a well practiced smirk upon noticing the new guest. "It's about damn time you made it back kid. I take it you had no issues on your mission?" The black and blonde haired man asked casually, causing the tall black haired man to scoff again and sit in one of the office's chairs with his arms crossed.

The silver haired teenager shook his head and smirked in return. "Not at all, in fact I'd say this wasn't as much of a waste of time as I had initially expected. You know how much I hate these tedious spy missions old man." The teenager spoke with an equally casual tone, though laced with an undertone of excitement, which caused the attention of the previous 3 men to be peaked. Especially given that the snarky teenager would always say non-combat missions were always a waste of time and energy.

With a raised eyebrow, the black and blonde haired man leaned forward and rested his head on the bridge of his knuckles as supported by his elbows on the desk. "You don't say? I figured spying on the devils during such a special event would yield interesting results, but not any that would gain your attention. What did you find, Vali?" The 2 other men in the room listened intently.

The silver haired teenager, now revealed as Vali, was wearing an eager grin on his face, his hazel eyes shining with anticipation. "I found an interesting guy my age that is being married off to the Gremory heiress. He didn't seem to belong to any of the 3 factions, but I still witnessed him knocking a high-class devil into the wall and out with a single punch. As well as burying 2 members of a dumbass' peerage into the dirt with no effort at all. He looked almost bored doing it if not slightly angry. He is strong, Azazel." He spoke with a fire in his eyes that the Governor-General of the fallen angels hasn't seem in some time.

Azazel's eyes widened in genuine surprise at Vali's words, "Are you saying he used a sacred gear? Why would the devils throw an engagement party because the heiress is engaged to a member of her peerage? In fact it doesn't make sense for her to be engaged to anyone outside of a pure-blooded devil at all knowing the old devils would throw a fit otherwise." Before Azazel could ramble on, Vali interrupted.