The Second Coming of the Messiah

Makoto frowned as he watched the boy concentrate on the draconian energy deep within him, and he was sure the boy was doing his best to look like a manga character.

It was annoying.

"Stop. Just… watch." Makoto murmured, holding his hand up to stop Issei from further embarrassing himself. He stepped forward and pressed his forefinger and middle finger on Issei's chest and began to channel his own energy as lightly as he could. When the teenager showed no reaction to the energy, he continued to increase its output until Issei made an off hand comment about how that tickled.

Makoto upped the energy output until Issei finally exclaimed he felt it.

"Now I want you to feel this flow. Memorize the feeling." Makoto guided, watching as Issei closed his eyes in concentration once more, this time actually succeeding in summoning the energy needed to not only make Boosted Gear appear on his left hand, but for it to gain a new feature. A coffin symbol etched itself upon the crimson gauntlet and dark purple waves of what appeared to be flames coalesced around the clawed fingers of Issei.

Makoto raised a brow at the sight, not understanding the significance of seeing the symbol, but he knew it had something to do with the fact that Issei was absorbing the energy Makoto was pushing into his system and not outright expelling it like he expected he would. He could feel it entering the Boosted Gear, and he felt it when the draconian source of energy began to devour it as if it were Koneko with sweets.

He heard a gasp come from Rias, who was standing not far from the two along with Akeno, Bennia and Asia. Koneko and Kiba were in a clearing a few yards away, sparring with one another in hopes that the combat experience would give them the edge they needed to defeat their opponent, Riser Phenex, and save their King from an arranged marriage.

"You… you blessed him."

Makoto did no such thing, and he was about to vocalize that statement when Issei began to cheer loudly. His eyes drew to the black ball of energy that was forming in the gauntlet covered hand of Issei and the power output he was feeling from it.

With a roar, Issei reared back his arm and released the energy in a gout of purple flames tinted black, and Makoto was reminded of his fight with Ryoji. I have seen that type of attack before, but it wasn't used in this fashion.

The dark purple beam of flames ate away at everything in its path before exploding violently, leaving a nearby hill carved almost in two.

Issei stared at his hand, and then at the damage he caused.

"You are freaking awesome, Makoto-senpai!"

Makoto shrugged his shoulders at the praise, "We still have work to do."

The look of determination on Issei's face let Makoto know he wasn't wasting his time.

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Issei was able to successfully use the attack, which he named "Death Shot" as homage to Makoto, multiple times in succession before beginning to feel the wear on his magic by the end of the third day of training.

Makoto did not neglect the boy's physical training either, going so far as to force him to engage in hand to hand combat with him while fully reinforced by his own energy, leaving Issei to be beaten to a pulp every time until he began to pick up a few of the moves of Makoto.

Issei was a calisthenic learner, Makoto had found out, and a damn good one. When given a goal, a real goal that did not have depraved intentions, that was when the wielder of Boosted Gear began to shine. The agreement between Makoto and Issei stood, and not a single perverse comment came from the mouth of the brown haired teenager during the entire ten days.

Akeno and Rias were almost convinced it was a sign of the apocalypse until Issei explained just why he was keeping his comments to himself.

He did not want to jeopardize the future of his King with his perversion, and he thought that being trained by Makoto was the only way he could possibly get strong enough, quick enough, to defeat Riser and free Rias from her obligations.

It was the most heart touching thing Rias had ever come from the mouth of Hyoudou Issei, and the small blush on her face at that proclamation made her heart skip a beat. Rias seemed to push herself in training harder than before after Issei's bold declaration, as well as the rest of the Gremory Group.

Makoto did not only focus on Issei, despite being there at his request, and found himself sparring with Kiba and Koneko as well at different times. Akeno had expressed interest in learning a few spells from him, and even offered to teach him one of her own creations in turn. Makoto thought it was a fair trade, and thus the two exchanged information. Holy Lightning, as Makoto learned, was out of his grasp, but learning another wide scale lightning attack that acted as a much weaker thunder reign was worth it.

At the end of the tenth day, Bennia, Asia and Makoto bade farewell and good luck to the Devils in their match and made their way home.

After unlocking the front door and stepping into the freshly renovated building, Makoto felt both of his brows raise at the color scheme of the building.

How did he know my favorite color?

Everything was a Velvet Blue.