When Issei returned home he found himself tired. Even if it was only midday, the experiences he went through wore him out completely. He decided that he wanted some time away from everything he had known for a few days. He wanted to leave Kuoh for some time so he could rest and have time for himself. Even if he was supposed to guard the heiresses he figured it was only because of the engagement so they didn't really need any protection. With that in mind he decided to go to his room and pack some things. He grabbed the bare minimum and threw his things into his pocket dimension until they would be found useful.When he had everything ready he went to the roof of the building and unfurled his wings. Ut as he was preparing to take flight a question arose. Where was he going to go? Obviously he wanted to go somewhere out of the Devils jurisdiction but he didn't want to be in an unfamiliar location. Then an idea popped into his mind. Kyoto. He hadn't been there in years and thought it could have been a good place to revisit.
With a location decided he finally took flight and made his way to Kyoto. Usually he would have preferred using a magic circle and teleport his way there but there were times he liked the feeling the fresh air. Because he was the son of Azazel, he wasn't able to be free when he was younger. He was always around his father whenever he had any meetings with the other Grigori leaders. He never got to spend time with any of the other children his age. Even Baraqiel offered him to meet Akeno when they were younger but Azazel wanted him to be focused on his studies to be the next leader of the Fallen Angels.
While he reminisced about his childhood Issei arrived to the center of Kyoto. He had to land in a dark alley so none of the nearby humans could spot him. When he left the alley he found it astonishing how many Yokai walked among the humans. Every now and then he would spot one of them glance toward him before walking away. They probably never met a Dragon-Fallen Angel hybrid before. He walked through the streets until he reach the sector that only supernatural being could enter. It was protected by a barrier that made it impossible for humans to enter.
Once he entered he was surprised to find the diversity of different type of Yokai wandering throughout the city. The city it self had a more Japanese theme to it with many old styled stores with statues of some Shinto gods. There was no Yokai around who bothered to stay in their human form. Every kitsune had their ears and tails out in the open. Some gazed towards Issei and were easily able to tell how he was part Fallen Angel. None of them seemed to have a problem with because many supernatural tourist were often times from the three Biblical factions.
As much as he would like to, Issei decided to keep the sight seeing to a minimum so he could find a local inn to get himself settled. He soon found a traditional styled Japanese inn and was greeted by an old kitsune with grey hair.
"Hello there! Do you have a reservation?" The man asked.
"No I decided to come here last minute. Do you have any available rooms?" Issei asked.
"Uhhh..." The old man checked the registry and his face lit up. "Yes there's a single room that I have available. How long do you plan to stay?"
"Three days at most?" Issei replied.
"That will be 9,000 yen" The man said. Issei opened a portal which led to his pocket dimension but came to an unfortunate realization. He had forgotten his money. Seeing this, the man smiled with and gave Issei a different choice. "I can sense that you're a Dragon. A scale would be acceptable payment as well" Issei nodded and unfurled his golden wings. He ran his fingers across them and found a loosened scale. To the mans surprise, he summoned a spear of light and tore the scale off the wing. Issei rubbed the scale on his shirt and handed the scale to the man.
The man accepted the scale and handed Issei the key to his room with the room number. But mot before saying "A Dragon-Fallen Angel hybrid eh? Don't see that every day"
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Fallen Scales
FanfictionIssei Hyoudou lived a comfortable life as a Fallen Angel. He made his own artificial sacred gears and had a healthy relationship with the secretary of the Grigori, Penemue. Then in secret his father engaged him to a red-haired Devil princess. What c...