(3rd Person)

Francine gulped as she stared at (Y/N) glaring at her with his arms crossed, his foot patiently tapping against the cloud the two were standing on, Francine inhaled nervously before letting out the breath and then clasping her hands together.

Francine: Right! What first?

(Y/N): That's not something a teacher should be asking, you're the one who needs to teach me, so show me what you can do.

Francine: Uh... I'll be totally honest: I've never taught anyone anything.

(Y/N): Right... well, when you activate your Holy Wrath, how do you do it? Is it some feeling? An emotional trigger?

Francine: I haven't used it in a long time, do you really think I can remember memories from when I was younger?

(Y/N): I can easily remember mine.

Francine: Oh yeah!? Why don't you tell me exactly what those memories are Mr I remember everything.

(Y/N): Fine, it starts with my parents being murdered by a devil, meeting Asia, having the orphanage I stay at killed by devils, meeting Raynare and joining her with Asia so we could survive, then I went to Kuoh and so on...

Francine: Wow... I... I didn't think.

(Y/N): What?

Francine: I always thought your hatred for devils was just something you decided one day, a petty grudge.

(Y/N): Petty!?

Francine: Well, most people who say stuff like they'll kill everyone just come across as the kind of person who has a stupid grudge for a really stupid reason. Now, I just see you've got a stupid grudge but for a good reason.

(Y/N): You're still basically calling my grudge stupid.

Francine: Well, no, I just see grudges in general as a stupid thing, what's the point in hate? It'll only cause more problems than resolve the one that caused the grudge.

(Y/N): Sometimes, people can't help but get grudges.

???: I agree with Miss Foster! I find grudges to be foolish as well!

(Y/N) grew a deadpan expression when he felt something sweep him off his feet, Francine covered her face as a strong wind threatened to blow her away. Both slowly looked at the source with different expressions.

Heather: Which is why, little brother, that I will teach you grudges are no way to live at all! Hahaha!

(Y/N): Heather... can't you put me down?

Francine: Yeah, he seems uncomfortable...

Francine's voice slowly died as she suddenly saw Heather's glare on her, her wings slowly corrupting themselves into black once again.

Heather: What were you doing here alone with my younger brother, Francine Foster? Were you perhaps ready to throw yourself at him... taking him away to be wed off and to stop me from seeing him?

(Y/N): What the fuck?

Heather: Language mister!

(Y/N): Oh shut it, as if I care about language.

Francine grew a sweat drop as she watched both Heather's wings turn back to normal and for the two to start arguing as siblings despite the fact they barely know each other. But then, she grew a small smile, chuckling while continuing to observe their behaviour.

Francine: Even though they are total opposites, and they haven't seen each other for years, they're still acting as if they've known one another their whole lives... I guess siblings just share a naturally strong bond, even if it looks the opposite.

(Y/N): Oi! What're you staring at!? Aren't you supposed to be thinking of ways to teach already!?

Heather: You don't need her for teaching! I can easily teach you about Holy Wrath!

(Y/N): She's got more power than you!

Again the siblings bickered much to Francine's amusement.

(Timeskip)

Francine collapsed to her knees, panting hard while (Y/N) stood in front of her, an eyebrow raised in confusion with both his Evil Energy wings out. In the distance you could see Heather watching with a dark look on her face, crushing yet another can of fruit soda that she decided to buy to pass the time. Behind her there could easily be seen all the crushed cans that all had massive holes in them with leftover juice in them.

(Y/N): What's going on with you? You were all prepped to fight me before, today you instantly collapsed when I attacked you with both of my wings.

Heather: Heh... you never learn do you little brother? She may have recovered from the fight, however her stamina hasn't, despite her Holy Wrath healing her wounds. It took up a large amount of her stamina to do so, right now Miss Foster is in a vulnerable state and needs to rest in order to fully recover.

(Y/N): So that's why you tried to convince me not to take her on as a teacher?

Heather: Y-yes t-that's totally right! Ah hahaha!

Instantly (Y/N) gave his older sister a deadpan look, smacking the back of her head using one of his Evil Energy wings and then sighing before walking over to Francine. Francine looked up slowly, a tired look on her face while (Y/N) just scratched the back of his head.

(Y/N): This is a problem, you've only taught me basics, they're practically the same as Evil Energy only this time I need to bring out something called... Holy Energy, but you're telling me it's not the same as the light spears I usually use?

Heather: Yes, that's exactly right. What Miss Foster explained to you earlier is basically this: light spears are made from the user's willpower thus why anyone can wield them if their willpower is strong enough. Holy Wrath relies on a person's anger almost the same way as Evil Energy does. However, due to it being a skill only angels should wield. Holy Wrath's reliance is on anger that can be seen as justifiable, such as anger towards someone for murdering a close friend. However, once that anger is satisfied, you can never wield Holy Wrath again.

Francine: And you... have already... settled... that anger... right?

(Y/N): Hmm?

Francine: You killed the murderer of... the orphanage... correct?

(Y/N): Riser? Yeah, I killed that asshole. But, my anger for devils isn't because of him. After all, there's still one last person I need to take care of before I kill all devils.

Heather: Zeoticus Gremory...

(Y/N): You know what he did then?

Heather: I was told by Sirzechs, he personally apologised for his father's actions. However, I haven't heard anything from our parents' murderer so we can't be too sure, after all, you heard this from Adam's servant, correct?

(Y/N): You're going to say he's unreliable?

Heather: He's an enemy, of course his words are unreliable. I wouldn't be surprised if his version of events were untrue and the real person who murdered our parents was in fact Adam or his servant, or perhaps both of them.

(Y/N) scoffed, picking Francine up and slinging her over his shoulder. As he walked off, Heather raised her eyebrow at his next sentence.

(Y/N): Trust me, if anyone of those two murdered our parents, I can easily tell if they lie or tell the truth. Even if he's the man who wants to rule over the whole three races, he'd never lie when it comes to family.

Heather: You've only encountered him once, how would you know.

(Y/N): All you need to do is fight the person to know everything about them, because it's always in a dangerous or life-threatening situation where everyone reveals their true colours.

Heather: That still doesn't mean...

(Y/N): Heather, the problem with you is that you've been training this whole time with your powers as an angel, but you've seen less combat than I have. You've never had to risk your life before, so when it comes to combat, I know what I'm talking about.

Heather frowned at that, however, she chose not to answer while watching her younger brother walk off with Francine still on his shoulder, too tired to even protest as she rested her head against his shoulder.

Rias: Why is that woman on your shoulder!?

(Y/N): None of your damn business!

(Timeskip)

(Y/N) sighed, his chin in his palm while he sat on his bed with Rias having her arms wrapped around him, sighing comfortably as she nuzzled her face into his shoulder. (Y/N) just seemed peeved but not bothered to do anything about it.

Rias: It's nice that we can sometimes relax here, don't you think?

(Y/N): I can't relax around you...

Rias: Naughty!

(Y/N): Don't deliberately make it sound like what you wanted to hear... I just got through another tiring day, the last thing I need is...

Rias: Why do you hate me?

(Y/N): Huh?

Rias: Is it because I'm a devil?

(Y/N):...

Rias: Or perhaps... because of my attitude?

(Y/N): What are you...?

Rias: (Y/N), I've never felt the way towards anyone else than I do towards you. And while I may come off as aggressive, slutty and even a bitch. I do all that because I want to stake my claim, I want to show you that you can't say or do anything to push me away, I want to be with you, I want you to be the person to stand by my side when all this is over. I accept that you love Asia, I know that's inevitable... but, if at all possible, even though I'm a devil, is there any way you could... make room in your heart for me?

(Y/N): I...

Rias: You can't, right? Because I'm a devil, or because I'm a power-hungry slut... right?

Her grip tightened on (Y/N)'s clothes, he couldn't help but look over at her as (Y/N) was surprised to see Rias starting to tremble, tears flowing out her eyes as she tried her best to look strong and avoid eye contact with (Y/N).

Rias: I know who I am... (Y/N), and I know how many people think of me and I cannot ever correct them because I know they're right. But you know what? I don't care, I don't care if everyone will remember me as a power-hungry slut, I don't care if anyone remembers me as Rias the heir to the Gremory House. I don't even care if everyone starts calling me the bitch of the Underworld! But, if there's one thing I can't stand from what I hear... it's that they say the only reason I love you is because of power, lust or even just being a slut. I love you for way more than that, I would never, and I mean never offer up my body for power, I would only offer up my purity, my soul and my life to the one person I dearly love!

(Y/N): But...

Rias: I want to be yours (Y/N)! I want to be your wife! Your partner in life! Your soulmate! I want to be the first woman you see when you wake up and the last woman you see when you close your eyes! I'll do anything to be with you, I'll even cast aside my name! I don't care for it! I just want to be...

(Y/N) cut Rias off by pulling her close, pushing her face into his chest with an irritated look as he attempted to silence her.

(Y/N): Just stop, Rias... I get it, your feelings are true and you really love me, I really get it. But at the end of the day, we just can't be together, I want to kill all devils, which means I will one day kill you as well. I'm sparing Asia because I care for her more than anyone else, as for you...

Rias: (Y/N)... I said... I'd do anything, to be with you. So... even if it is... possible... I... I... I...

(Y/N): You already tried to make this promise before, don't push yourself to do impossible things for me Rias, you won't find any rewards for it. Because even if you were a human, you...

(Y/N) suddenly stopped himself, he saw Rias look up at him, tears still running down her face as her expression showed utter despair and deep love for the boy in front of her. She suddenly leaned close and (Y/N) couldn't react in time as Rias crashed her lips onto his, kissing him desperately with anything she had, even forcing her tongue into his mouth much to (Y/N)'s shock.

Rias: If... if you can't love me... then... can you at least grant me one final favour?

She stood up with (Y/N) following her with his eyes... until suddenly he saw her reaching for the dress she was currently wearing.

Rias: I... I want at least one memory I can hold onto so that I'm not left with this emptiness in my heart. I want to remember you, even if you don't love me... I want this memory to be something... only you could make.

Her dress dropped and (Y/N) was still wide-eyed as he saw her in a pair of black bra and panties.

Rias: Will you at least... take my virginity, before anyone else can?

To be continued...

(A/N): Sorry again for taking so long!!!!! I don't even want to make an excuse for how badly I messed up! Ahem! Anyways, as for this chapter, no this is not a farewell to Rias. After all, harem did win in the polls so you'll just have to wait to see what happens next chapter... Oh, spoilers! I'm not the kind of guy to write lemons, in my opinion, they're the same as fanservice: something cringy that you come up with when you have no other ideas on what to do for the story (Not trying to trash talk anyone who enjoys lemons, I just personally see them as a waste of a chapter, my opinion, please don't hate!). Anyways, thank you guys and gals for the continued support and as always: eat one or more brownies every day!!!!