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A month later...
Yukiko, formerly known as Kiba, sat in a waiting room with Koneko, who smiled at her as she clasped her hands together and fidgeted. Looking up as one of Ajuka's servants came out to greet her, she stood up and smiled. "Well?"
"I would suggest that you get your name legally changed to Yukiko." The servant told the blonde girl. "From what we were able to ascertain with all of the data that the Sitri clan and the Fallen Angels provided, it seems that your transformation..." The servant gave her a wry smile. "Well, if you have a girlfriend, I hope she's into women, because you're going to be stuck as a girl for a long time. Lord Sitri and Lord Ajuka both said something about chaotic magic not behaving and that's all I'll say on that."
Yukiko nodded and blushed. "So... I'm a girl forever, huh?"
Koneko sighed and patted the neo girl's shoulder. "You're going to need new clothes, yo. And if you want to sleep with Issei too, clear it with Rias first."
"Ah," Yukiko blushed and nodded, "S-sure."
She wasn't sure about sleeping with Issei just yet, but the thought didn't bother her in the slightest.
Bennia, sitting in a dark cell, looked up as the door opened and her guard stood there. "So, am I to be executed or given back to Lord Hades?"
"Neither." The guard stepped aside and Bennia grimaced at the light that came in until another person walked in. "He's got a proposition for you."
Bennia tilted her head as she looked at Issei. "...What proposition?"
Issei smiled at her and held up a knight piece.
Four months later...
Leaning back on a large chair in one of the castle's many rooms, Ranma sighed and leaned back to look up at the ceiling. "Never thought managing a castle was so hard." He looked up as the door to his room opened up and Mittelt walked in. "Hey, what's up?"
"A couple of letters." The petite blonde said as she held them up. "Want me to read them for you?" Ranma nodded and she opened them up to read them. "It seems that Azazel wants you to show up in Kuoh for some reason." She then opened the second one up and blinked a few times. "And your wife in Kyoto is saying that she needs to see you as well."
"Well, guess I'll be heading back to Earth tomorrow then." Ranma sighed softly and rubbed his head before blinking as he felt Mittelt playing with his pants. "Um..."
"...I haven't had sex in awhile." The blonde said with a blush, "so shut up and fuck me."
"With pleasure." Ranma grinned as he lifted his hips so she could lower his pants before she reached up and undid her pants, letting them drop to the floor before climbing onto his lap. The two made out as they fondled each other before Ranma lifted her up and slid into her.
The room was quite loud for several hours after that.
End Rating Games Arc
anne had left me.
i felt one of venom’s slimy tentacles reach out of my back, and his voice rung in the back of my mind. it was so annoying whenever he did that.
"human, will you shut up already? i am attempting to sleep."
his tentacle grabbed the half-empty beer and spongebob popsicle out of my hands in one swift move before setting them on the coffee table infront of me.
"i can’t help it!" i groaned, feeling another tentacle slither up and out of my hoodie. "anne left me, and it’s all cause of you and your fucking tater tots!"
i honestly just considered them tentacles because i didn’t know what the fuck they were.
it’d been just a month ever since this big black guy entered me. i was aware of what that sounded like, and to be fairly honest, i didn’t care because i was so depressed.
anne had seen me the day before, when venom took over my body in an alleyway just moments before i saw her off for the evening. i literally remember how terrified she was, she was screaming like one of those baboons you’d see in a zoo. it was almost annoying in a way cause she wouldn’t listen to my explanation. "hey, anne! anne! i know a big black guy just came out of me, but there’s nothing to worry about. i was supposed to propose to you next week, you know.’
now i had the ring looped around my finger, the ring that was supposed to be on hers. i started crying like a baby.
"this is ridiculous, human!" venom growled gutturally.
i was seriously considering putting on those mouse deterring noises from youtube just to watch him suffer in agony. though, his suffering wouldn’t ever compare to the way i was feeling then.
venom’s head eventually emerged from my back. whenever he did that, i felt this annoying shiver go up my spine, making me feel like i was on the tip of the burj khalifa. he positioned it infront of me.
"can you stop crying? it is disturbing my sleep."
"GOD, you’re so fucking insensitive!" i yelled through a unblown nose, grabbing the tv remote beside my thigh to chuck at his fat black head.
his milky white eyes pulsed wide open, dodging out of the way. the remote landed on a cushion he shot a tentacle out to drag along.
"i would like to watch my cooking program when you’re done with your pathetic whining, human."
i just ended up staying quiet, unable to cry as much as i wanted to cause this guy was staring at me. this stiff bastard would not leave me be.
i sighed and used the sleeve of my grey hoodie to wipe my cheeks. venom was still staring at me with throaty symbiote silence. and i thought i saw almost a hint of sympathy. it was probably just cause my eyes were so blurry from those salty-as-shit tears. but even if he was feeling sympathetic, he was a dick-face, so i wasn’t expecting him to act on it.
"i could go apologise to anne so you’ll stop crying?"
"she called me a monster." i quickly responded, and a little voice crack came out too. "she won’t ever see me the same way. it’s p-pointless."
"but you aren’t, i am—"
"so now you admit it?" i get cocky when i’m sad.
venom let out a slightly fustrated grunt. this alien then made his way over to the kitchen to get his tater tots out from the fridge. "why do you continue to cry about anne? she has left."
"tater tots." i groaned out, slumping against the red leather couch. i looked away from him so that i could cry properly.
i sniffled slightly and curled up in the most-fetal fetal position ever. i put my hands over my face and kept the ring in one of my palms, just sobbing the life out of me. i felt a little relief, but not entirely cause that asshole over there was raiding my fridge. i mean, he didn’t even work. he just freelanced off my ass!
i didn’t feel any sort of comfort from this fetal position. my hoodie had ridden up because of venom’s fat tree trunk of ferrofluid, so i felt freezing.
venom stretched out yet another tentacle to open the mini-oven and reheat the tater tots. he clicked the dial onto the wrong setting because he was a dumb fucker, so i basically knew he was eyeballing everything.
i genuinely felt this heavy lump lodged in my throat, like one of the caramel sweets my grandma force-fed me whenever i came over for a weekend. i could’ve totally used some of her grandmotherly care right about now, but she was in a grave out of town.
i kept rubbing my eyes until they went plum-sore red, and at that point i just let the tears flow because it cooled down the burn.
i then heard venom munching on the tater tots, and i could pretty much tell he was trying to be quiet because his slobbery tongue wasn’t smacking against his teeth. he was like some annoying guy that wouldn’t leave you alone in school just because you partnered up once for a biology project. i probably knew so much about the feeling because it happened to me a couple of years ago. that was when i was flirting with anne.. god!
i felt pissed. this big black guy stuck himself inside of me just to use me. and if you knew me well enough, you’d know that i hate being used. as a once-successful news reporter, i always stayed independent and free. ever since i set foot in that damn laboratory, my life had been a bottomless hell.
venom wasn’t my friend. more like a fucktard! all he did was eat and eat and eat, sometimes take over my body to go eat outside (and by "outside’ i mean a human), then eat and eat and eat, then sleep. it was hell. and i was so tired of being stuck in hell, because i was a good person. what in hell did i do wrong to deserve this?
i knew venom could decipher exactly how i felt and why i felt that way. but he purposely chose to ignore me. i felt more alone than ever, even with a giant black guy inside of me.
"i miss her so much.." i choked out, full on wailing again. venom let out a short exhale through his nose. did he even have one?
i was hiccuping and sobbing and everything. the tears just rolled onto the couch in a little puddle.
i sat up, sniffling as i gently wiped my eyes with my palms. now i was just pretty confused. he’d never called me eddie before.
he gobbled up the last tater tot before returning his head next to mine.
"i do not understand much about these humans yet, but back on my planet, we did not sulk over symbiotes who left. so why do you continue to feel this way?" his hiss felt comforting, which made me feel uncomfortable.
i sat up and let out a short exhale, rubbing my eyes again. "i love her, man."
the parasite cocked his head.
"i love her so much, and now i don’t know what to do with how i feel. it’s not as if i can win her back cause she’s already scared of me."
venom slipped back inside of me.
"great.. just great." i grunted out.
i sighed dejectedly, grabbing my beer back off the table to take a swig of it. then i ended up finishing the whole thing. and i grabbed the popsicle, which had now melted. it was just a horrifying mess of what used to be a nice little sponge called bob. i collected the newspaper it melted into, then palmed it into a ball and tossed it into a paper-bin nearby. i missed.
so now i was definitely alone. i lost my dream job, i lost the love of my life, i lost my mental stability, i lost my usual eating habits, and i gained an absolute pain in the ass who caused—
his tentacles became thick and wall-like, emerging from my back once more.
i was freaking out. was he gonna hurt me?! was he tired of my bullshit?! was he going to leave me for another host and it was required for him to kill me?! actually, that last part didn’t sound bad at all.
"v-venom.. venom! venom, what the f—"
now i was entrapped in his tentacles. my hands stuck out from underneath, like penguin feet. i looked like a guy who’d just been tied up and held hostage.
his tentacles felt warm, and oddly nice. so then i just tried to calm down my raving heart, and adjust to this weird-as-fuck situation i’d now found myself in.
"relax, eddie."
and then i relaxed.
i felt a droplet of sweat fall from my brow, but apart from that, i was relaxed. it was as if i just smoked some insanely peaceful weed. i did that once for an old news report, and it was a wild adventure.
"do not think about anne. focus on these "tentacles."
i was practically following his each command. but it was out of my own will, which was the most bizarre thing of all.
when venom knew that i’d completely zoned out, he loosened the grip slightly. now his tentacles felt like a warm embrace, and i laid my head down on the headrest again. they slithered around me slowly, and i didn’t feel like he was about to squeeze me to my demise.
fuck. was i seriously doing this? allowing myself to be comforted by a supposedly-savvy symbiote?
i didn’t really care now. i was being comforted by something, and it felt amazing.
"can you talk to me a little more? it feels a little awkward in here." i said after a second.
venom decided to pop his head out to do the talking, instead of staying in the back of my head. his black mess had covered up my back, so i wouldn’t feel cold because my hoodie had ridden up again.
"eddie, as my host, you cannot be depressed. that will make me depressed. peer depression."
"peer depression? alright, buddy. whatever you say."
"i will try my best to make you feel better about everything, but if you still do not feel better, then you are on your own."
i nodded slightly. this was the most caring i’d ever seen the alien, so i wasn’t about to bitch out now.
his tentacles stroked the parts of my body that made me feel nice. my waist, my hips, my neck, my collarbone.. practically anywhere anne would’ve loved me to touch. this fucker had learnt from me.
i had my arms loose enough, so i reached to clear up my stained cheeks. and i was breathing normally now, and my heart was back to normal. beating just a tad faster, though.
"i could see how much she meant to you, eddie." venom’s head swirled around to face my own. his grin had weakened.
"yeah," i’d mumble. my cheek was pressed against the armrest. i looked pretty stupid.
"if she truly loved you back, she would have stuck around to understand what you were telling her. and she would have understood. she would have adapted to us, eddie."
"so, what are you implying?"
"i am implying that she was not the one for you. no matter how much you love her, somebody else is going to make you love them much more. they will love you back. all you have to do is wait it out, and forget about everything."
i was surprised by how wisely he spoke. felt like i was speaking to yoda, or something.
i breathed out slowly, blinking with slightly narrowed brows as i tried to grab onto my senses.
"you’re right, in a way. but i guess i need some time to get my head straight." i shrugged.
his tentacles wrapped a little more protectively around me. "i do care, eddie. even if you are some depressing human, i care. but i do not know why."
"just admit that you love me, man." i joked with a half grin.
"i love you, eddie."
you should’ve seen the face i made. eyes forced open, jaw dropped, eyebrows heightened. i looked like a boiled fish.
"you.. uh, what?" i gulped.
"i love you, eddie. seriously."
i was raising a brow now, my mouth still left slightly gaped.

A month later...

Yukiko, formerly known as Kiba, sat in a waiting room with Koneko, who smiled at her as she clasped her hands together and fidgeted. Looking up as one of Ajuka's servants came out to greet her, she stood up and smiled. "Well?"

"I would suggest that you get your name legally changed to Yukiko." The servant told the blonde girl. "From what we were able to ascertain with all of the data that the Sitri clan and the Fallen Angels provided, it seems that your transformation..." The servant gave her a wry smile. "Well, if you have a girlfriend, I hope she's into women, because you're going to be stuck as a girl for a long time. Lord Sitri and Lord Ajuka both said something about chaotic magic not behaving and that's all I'll say on that."

Yukiko nodded and blushed. "So... I'm a girl forever, huh?"

Koneko sighed and patted the neo girl's shoulder. "You're going to need new clothes, yo. And if you want to sleep with Issei too, clear it with Rias first."

"Ah," Yukiko blushed and nodded, "S-sure."

She wasn't sure about sleeping with Issei just yet, but the thought didn't bother her in the slightest.

Bennia, sitting in a dark cell, looked up as the door opened and her guard stood there. "So, am I to be executed or given back to Lord Hades?"

"Neither." The guard stepped aside and Bennia grimaced at the light that came in until another person walked in. "He's got a proposition for you."

Bennia tilted her head as she looked at Issei. "...What proposition?"

Issei smiled at her and held up a knight piece.

Four months later...

Leaning back on a large chair in one of the castle's many rooms, Ranma sighed and leaned back to look up at the ceiling. "Never thought managing a castle was so hard." He looked up as the door to his room opened up and Mittelt walked in. "Hey, what's up?"

"A couple of letters." The petite blonde said as she held them up. "Want me to read them for you?" Ranma nodded and she opened them up to read them. "It seems that Azazel wants you to show up in Kuoh for some reason." She then opened the second one up and blinked a few times. "And your wife in Kyoto is saying that she needs to see you as well."

"Well, guess I'll be heading back to Earth tomorrow then." Ranma sighed softly and rubbed his head before blinking as he felt Mittelt playing with his pants. "Um..."

"...I haven't had sex in awhile." The blonde said with a blush, "so shut up and fuck me."

"With pleasure." Ranma grinned as he lifted his hips so she could lower his pants before she reached up and undid her pants, letting them drop to the floor before climbing onto his lap. The two made out as they fondled each other before Ranma lifted her up and slid into her.

The room was quite loud for several hours after that.

End Rating Games Arc

anne had left me.

i felt one of venom’s slimy tentacles reach out of my back, and his voice rung in the back of my mind. it was so annoying whenever he did that.

"human, will you shut up already? i am attempting to sleep."

his tentacle grabbed the half-empty beer and spongebob popsicle out of my hands in one swift move before setting them on the coffee table infront of me.

"i can’t help it!" i groaned, feeling another tentacle slither up and out of my hoodie. "anne left me, and it’s all cause of you and your fucking tater tots!"

i honestly just considered them tentacles because i didn’t know what the fuck they were.

it’d been just a month ever since this big black guy entered me. i was aware of what that sounded like, and to be fairly honest, i didn’t care because i was so depressed.

anne had seen me the day before, when venom took over my body in an alleyway just moments before i saw her off for the evening. i literally remember how terrified she was, she was screaming like one of those baboons you’d see in a zoo. it was almost annoying in a way cause she wouldn’t listen to my explanation. "hey, anne! anne! i know a big black guy just came out of me, but there’s nothing to worry about. i was supposed to propose to you next week, you know.’

now i had the ring looped around my finger, the ring that was supposed to be on hers. i started crying like a baby.

"this is ridiculous, human!" venom growled gutturally.

i was seriously considering putting on those mouse deterring noises from youtube just to watch him suffer in agony. though, his suffering wouldn’t ever compare to the way i was feeling then.

venom’s head eventually emerged from my back. whenever he did that, i felt this annoying shiver go up my spine, making me feel like i was on the tip of the burj khalifa. he positioned it infront of me.

"can you stop crying? it is disturbing my sleep."

"GOD, you’re so fucking insensitive!" i yelled through a unblown nose, grabbing the tv remote beside my thigh to chuck at his fat black head.

his milky white eyes pulsed wide open, dodging out of the way. the remote landed on a cushion he shot a tentacle out to drag along.

"i would like to watch my cooking program when you’re done with your pathetic whining, human."

i just ended up staying quiet, unable to cry as much as i wanted to cause this guy was staring at me. this stiff bastard would not leave me be.

i sighed and used the sleeve of my grey hoodie to wipe my cheeks. venom was still staring at me with throaty symbiote silence. and i thought i saw almost a hint of sympathy. it was probably just cause my eyes were so blurry from those salty-as-shit tears. but even if he was feeling sympathetic, he was a dick-face, so i wasn’t expecting him to act on it.

"i could go apologise to anne so you’ll stop crying?"

"she called me a monster." i quickly responded, and a little voice crack came out too. "she won’t ever see me the same way. it’s p-pointless."

"but you aren’t, i am—"

"so now you admit it?" i get cocky when i’m sad.

venom let out a slightly fustrated grunt. this alien then made his way over to the kitchen to get his tater tots out from the fridge. "why do you continue to cry about anne? she has left."

"tater tots." i groaned out, slumping against the red leather couch. i looked away from him so that i could cry properly.

i sniffled slightly and curled up in the most-fetal fetal position ever. i put my hands over my face and kept the ring in one of my palms, just sobbing the life out of me. i felt a little relief, but not entirely cause that asshole over there was raiding my fridge. i mean, he didn’t even work. he just freelanced off my ass!

i didn’t feel any sort of comfort from this fetal position. my hoodie had ridden up because of venom’s fat tree trunk of ferrofluid, so i felt freezing.

venom stretched out yet another tentacle to open the mini-oven and reheat the tater tots. he clicked the dial onto the wrong setting because he was a dumb fucker, so i basically knew he was eyeballing everything.

i genuinely felt this heavy lump lodged in my throat, like one of the caramel sweets my grandma force-fed me whenever i came over for a weekend. i could’ve totally used some of her grandmotherly care right about now, but she was in a grave out of town.

i kept rubbing my eyes until they went plum-sore red, and at that point i just let the tears flow because it cooled down the burn.

i then heard venom munching on the tater tots, and i could pretty much tell he was trying to be quiet because his slobbery tongue wasn’t smacking against his teeth. he was like some annoying guy that wouldn’t leave you alone in school just because you partnered up once for a biology project. i probably knew so much about the feeling because it happened to me a couple of years ago. that was when i was flirting with anne.. god!

i felt pissed. this big black guy stuck himself inside of me just to use me. and if you knew me well enough, you’d know that i hate being used. as a once-successful news reporter, i always stayed independent and free. ever since i set foot in that damn laboratory, my life had been a bottomless hell.

venom wasn’t my friend. more like a fucktard! all he did was eat and eat and eat, sometimes take over my body to go eat outside (and by "outside’ i mean a human), then eat and eat and eat, then sleep. it was hell. and i was so tired of being stuck in hell, because i was a good person. what in hell did i do wrong to deserve this?

i knew venom could decipher exactly how i felt and why i felt that way. but he purposely chose to ignore me. i felt more alone than ever, even with a giant black guy inside of me.

"i miss her so much.." i choked out, full on wailing again. venom let out a short exhale through his nose. did he even have one?

i was hiccuping and sobbing and everything. the tears just rolled onto the couch in a little puddle.

i sat up, sniffling as i gently wiped my eyes with my palms. now i was just pretty confused. he’d never called me eddie before.

he gobbled up the last tater tot before returning his head next to mine.

"i do not understand much about these humans yet, but back on my planet, we did not sulk over symbiotes who left. so why do you continue to feel this way?" his hiss felt comforting, which made me feel uncomfortable.

i sat up and let out a short exhale, rubbing my eyes again. "i love her, man."

the parasite cocked his head.

"i love her so much, and now i don’t know what to do with how i feel. it’s not as if i can win her back cause she’s already scared of me."

venom slipped back inside of me.

"great.. just great." i grunted out.

i sighed dejectedly, grabbing my beer back off the table to take a swig of it. then i ended up finishing the whole thing. and i grabbed the popsicle, which had now melted. it was just a horrifying mess of what used to be a nice little sponge called bob. i collected the newspaper it melted into, then palmed it into a ball and tossed it into a paper-bin nearby. i missed.

so now i was definitely alone. i lost my dream job, i lost the love of my life, i lost my mental stability, i lost my usual eating habits, and i gained an absolute pain in the ass who caused—

his tentacles became thick and wall-like, emerging from my back once more.

i was freaking out. was he gonna hurt me?! was he tired of my bullshit?! was he going to leave me for another host and it was required for him to kill me?! actually, that last part didn’t sound bad at all.

"v-venom.. venom! venom, what the f—"

now i was entrapped in his tentacles. my hands stuck out from underneath, like penguin feet. i looked like a guy who’d just been tied up and held hostage.

his tentacles felt warm, and oddly nice. so then i just tried to calm down my raving heart, and adjust to this weird-as-fuck situation i’d now found myself in.

"relax, eddie."

and then i relaxed.

i felt a droplet of sweat fall from my brow, but apart from that, i was relaxed. it was as if i just smoked some insanely peaceful weed. i did that once for an old news report, and it was a wild adventure.

"do not think about anne. focus on these "tentacles."

i was practically following his each command. but it was out of my own will, which was the most bizarre thing of all.

when venom knew that i’d completely zoned out, he loosened the grip slightly. now his tentacles felt like a warm embrace, and i laid my head down on the headrest again. they slithered around me slowly, and i didn’t feel like he was about to squeeze me to my demise.

fuck. was i seriously doing this? allowing myself to be comforted by a supposedly-savvy symbiote?

i didn’t really care now. i was being comforted by something, and it felt amazing.

"can you talk to me a little more? it feels a little awkward in here." i said after a second.

venom decided to pop his head out to do the talking, instead of staying in the back of my head. his black mess had covered up my back, so i wouldn’t feel cold because my hoodie had ridden up again.

"eddie, as my host, you cannot be depressed. that will make me depressed. peer depression."

"peer depression? alright, buddy. whatever you say."

"i will try my best to make you feel better about everything, but if you still do not feel better, then you are on your own."

i nodded slightly. this was the most caring i’d ever seen the alien, so i wasn’t about to bitch out now.

his tentacles stroked the parts of my body that made me feel nice. my waist, my hips, my neck, my collarbone.. practically anywhere anne would’ve loved me to touch. this fucker had learnt from me.

i had my arms loose enough, so i reached to clear up my stained cheeks. and i was breathing normally now, and my heart was back to normal. beating just a tad faster, though.

"i could see how much she meant to you, eddie." venom’s head swirled around to face my own. his grin had weakened.

"yeah," i’d mumble. my cheek was pressed against the armrest. i looked pretty stupid.

"if she truly loved you back, she would have stuck around to understand what you were telling her. and she would have understood. she would have adapted to us, eddie."

"so, what are you implying?"

"i am implying that she was not the one for you. no matter how much you love her, somebody else is going to make you love them much more. they will love you back. all you have to do is wait it out, and forget about everything."

i was surprised by how wisely he spoke. felt like i was speaking to yoda, or something.

i breathed out slowly, blinking with slightly narrowed brows as i tried to grab onto my senses.

"you’re right, in a way. but i guess i need some time to get my head straight." i shrugged.

his tentacles wrapped a little more protectively around me. "i do care, eddie. even if you are some depressing human, i care. but i do not know why."

"just admit that you love me, man." i joked with a half grin.

"i love you, eddie."

you should’ve seen the face i made. eyes forced open, jaw dropped, eyebrows heightened. i looked like a boiled fish.

"you.. uh, what?" i gulped.

"i love you, eddie. seriously."

i was raising a brow now, my mouth still left slightly gaped.