Fate DxD AU

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'If angels were a thing here… should I use Martha's fighting style. It was created to fight demons and angels alike. It would probably be better than using Bajiquan. That seems more like it would be used on regular humans at this point and I doubt I'm going to be against regular humans too often.' Ritsuka mused as Rias seemed to consider what was going to happen.

For all his time in Chaldea Ritsuka was always placed under the care of each of his servants wiles. Most of the time he was learning how to fight or rule with very little time to relax. It seemed like this place was no different. He didn't show it but he knew that they were gauging him on everything. Koneko was most likely seeing how well he handled stamina wise.

He would be fine on that front thanks to all the Singularities he was forced to rush through. He knew how to pace himself. Certain servants' amorous assaults just increased his capacity to roll with the punches.

This, Kiba, was here to test his strength. He didn't even know whether he would be able to handle a devil. Even strengthened by magic he wasn't a warrior regardless of how much he was taught. He was a civilian with overwhelming amounts of training in everything his servants wanted to teach him. Their hopes the driving force behind their decisions to train him. He needed to give an answer.

"Maybe you could have a small match with Kiba? He would like to know how well you can handle yourself." Rias bobbed her head back and forth in a playful manner clearly wondering if this was even a good idea.

"Are we using real swords or training swords?" Ritsuka acquiesced to the challenge though wariness still bled through.

"Training swords. Since we're on the same side it would do no good to have either of you gravely injured." Rias hummed clearly worried that she had to make that clear.

"That should be fine. Lead the way." Ritsuka gestured wanting to continue onwards for the next challenge.

"You don't want to rest? You did have a busy morning." Rias balked as his willingness to continue his training.

"I've been through worse before. Something like this is commonplace enough that it doesn't trouble me." Ritsuka waved off the concern though Rias was quite shocked. It had been a while since she met a human who actually kept on moving even without a clear goal.

"Follow me then." Rias led the way, a small frown marring her otherwise beautiful face.

Kiba sat in the dojo looking over the two training swords before him. This was technically dangerous to do with a human regardless of how much magic they held. Still as a knight he would uphold the dignity of the duel.

Rias and Ritsuka stepped into the dojo. As much as he would like to have a new ally, he needed to be sure that Ritsuka would be able to handle the pressures of a devil lifestyle. Rias has also said he wouldn't be a devil but agreed to ally with them.

As a former human he could agree with his choice. He wanted to be human till his death. He could see it in his eyes but Kiba couldn't tell why. There seemed to be an underlying reason, one that he couldn't tell when he stared Sirzechs down. Ritsuka probably didn't even realize that he did so assuming it was someone else. He could also tell that his eyes were the same as his.

The moment their eyes met in the dojo he could tell immediately what felt so familiar about them. Ritsuka was a sole survivor as well. Someone who had walked through hell and back cracked but not broken. This was necessary… something that would bond them far more than talking could.

'Damn it… he's got the same look that Yagyu has whenever he teaches me sword combat…' Ritsuka mentally groaned. He didn't want to show his displeasure as combat practice since that was how it was in Chaldea, no matter whether in Antarctica or the Wandering Sea.

"If you please - " Rias started only to walk ahead of her towards the small arena Kiba was resting in.

Ritsuka contemplated what he needed to do since he wasn't exactly sure what these devils were capable of. While he became capable, that wasn't where his strength resided. Ritsuka was a tactician. Someone capable of getting the enormous egos of heroes to cooperate even for the most mundane of fights. He was better with his wits than his muscle which is what got him out of those stickier situations.

In his entire adventure there was only one time where he had to use his fists to solve something. That was something he didn't want to repeat… not from unwillingness, but because the cost had been too great. Mash had been completely killed though she had come back. He still wasn't sure why but Fou's sudden innocence seemed to play a part in that. Dr. Roman… well the less said the better.

Without words Kiba threw the training sword up which Ritsuka caught by the handle. He was glad he was good enough to do at least that.

'Okay… do what they taught you. Don't focus on their movements if they are faster. Every one of them has a mana signature to them. Let that be your guide and you got this me.' Ritsuka psyched himself up keeping the wooden sword at his side.

Kiba stood and readied his own blade. Ritsuka has been trained alright if his eyes weren't fooling him. Serenity had covered his face and the mask was at its strongest. He was keeping calm with his sword hanging to the side. It was interesting to him. Only those who accepted death were willing to use such a dangerous fighting style.

'So that's our difference…' Kiba mentally growled. Whether from shame or anger he couldn't tell. Being a survivor meant different things to everyone with his own reason being revenge.

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