Fate DxD AU

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Ritsuka seemed to glow as several runic symbols flowed through his outfit. He was taking this seriously as to not offend or fall behind. Kiba appreciates the sentiment as he charged in at full speed.

A vicious swing from Ritsuka stopped the charge only for the two blades to meet again. The sound of cracking wood was all that the two could hear as their swings threatened to turn deadly. Even then Kiba was faster and slowly pushing Ritsuka back.

The match stopped as both training swords snapped clean in two. The two were left breathing heavily after their fight. Rias seemed torn on who to actually confront and comfort.

Ritsuka was holding his own even while slower but he was constantly losing ground. Kiba was overwhelming but his strikes never came close to hitting Ritsuka. Had they continued fighting normally there probably wouldn't have been a winner for a very long time.

'Holy fuck that was scary as all hell!' Ritsuka eloquently screamed in his head.

He was glad that he had decided to use reinforcement on his body and the wooden sword. He wouldn't have lasted as long as he did had he not. Kiba, at the very least, looked satisfied by the results.

Ritsuka wanted to thank Kiba more openly but decided against it. The two seemed to communicate all they needed to say by sight alone.

'Is this how Musashi feels whenever she gets into a sword fight?' Ritsuka briefly wondered. He felt really tired. Maybe another shower would help him out.

It also let him test out his magical circuits when in use. They didn't burn like they usually did. In fact, they felt better than ever most likely due to the heavier mana density. Mana seemed to flow better into him and that made him happy that this was how things could go.

'Phew… that was interesting. First time I've been matched sword wise in a long while. Still… that fighting style was flawed. At most he only used it for defense…' Kiba thought about it.

He couldn't fully wrap his head around it. Ritsuka wasn't an incredible fighter. He was relatively average with his magic giving him a boost out of mediocrity. It was still enough to trap him in a loop. Their offense and his defense made it impossible to actually gain any ground. If he didn't know any better it was almost as if that was how it was planned. It wasn't but the thought remained lodged in the back of his mind.

The other puzzle was the strange mana that seemed to spread from Ritsuka. Every second of the fight it grew stronger as if trying to overwhelm his body. Kiba could only tell because of their times clashing sword against sword. They were both doing the same thing. Each pumped some of their own mana into their training blades if only to extend the match by a few seconds.

"Thank you for the match Ritsuka." Kiba finally spoke. In his mind Ritsuka won if only because he completed his goal of defense.

"No problem. Haven't done something this strenuous for a long while." Ritsuka answered keeping a tired smile on his face. In his mind, Kiba had won that bout. The moment his sword broke it was over for him.

Rias seemed worried that we had gone that rough and fast so quickly.

"Are you two crazy!? You could have hurt each other!" Rias cried out finally deciding to let her frustrations known.

"No we wouldn't. The moment our eyes met, the rules of combat were set." Ritsuka calmly stated. His eyes locked with hers just to emphasize the point.

"It's true Rias. The rules were set the moment the sword was caught. Each of us knew at that moment what was going down." Kiba answered just as smoothly. Rias opened her mouth a couple times trying to find the right words to use in this situation.

"You two are not allowed to be alone with weapons from now on." Rias said with all the authority one would expect from a matriarch.

They both nodded but only Kiba seemed to take it overtly serious. Ritsuka remained contemplative over the situation. When all was said and done Ritsuka excused himself to head back to his room to rest. Rias kept Kiba behind though.

"So… what do you think?" Rias finally broke the tension that had built up between the two.

"He's strong. Not overwhelmingly but he is stronger than he appears. I don't know why but I felt like he held back throughout our spar focusing only on defense. I don't think he's used to the idea of killing. Even so… in his eyes I can tell something made him do so." Kiba summarized clenching his arms as he did so.

"Was it bad? Kiba?" Rias admittedly wanted to reach out to him… but she kept her arms clenched to her sides.

"Like me... Rias. He's just like me. I don't know to what degree but he's just like me!" Kiba harshly screamed only stopping himself before the anger could take hold. "A survivor! A survivor against all odds no matter what…"

Kiba brokenly groaned as he recollected himself. Rias wasn't sure what to do since Kiba never liked talking about what happened so long ago. He slightly bowed and excused himself as well leaving Rias to ruminate over everything. Her broken little family was growing now…

"Akeno? Are you going to speak alone with him as well." Rias asked no one in particular. She could hear the shower upstairs once more. It was a bit strange but maybe that was how they compressed.

Ritsuka stepped out of the shower and slowly traipsed back to his room. Hopefully, this time he would make it to his room without too much trouble.

"Ritsuka-kun~ May I have a word with you?" Akeno called out while wearing a very tight purple cocktail dress showing off quite a bit of her figure. She dipped down showing off her bountiful cleavage catching Ritsuka's eyes for only a moment before she noticed his eyes returned back to hers.

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