"Without a doubt." Kiba confirmed, his expression grim as he gazed at his linked fingers "He walked right up to me after driving off Freed, he even addressed me by name, as well as referring to Sona as 'Kaichou'." He glanced up at Rias for the first time "Also, it would appear he knows that I'm affiliated with you, and I suspect he knows we aren't human, though considering he referred to Sona-Kaichou by her pseudonym 'Shitori', it's possible he doesn't know we're Devils, or at least, not affiliated with the 72 pillars."
"That's…a little troubling, I have to admit." Rias muttered, a sentiment shared by all of the more experienced members of her peerage, Asia and Issei merely looking lost by the turn of events "And you're certain he had the Excalibur fragments?"
"He practically dangled them beneath my nose." Kiba muttered, scoffing wryly at the imagery "If I hadn't been so weakened from the fight with Freed, I'd probably have challenged him for them. As it is, it took everything I had just to activate the teleport circle to the dorms after he left."
"I was wondering why you skipped class today." Rias muttered, concern warring with disapproval as she regarded her Knight with a stern glare "You should have contacted me immediately, Yuuto." She reprimanded, only to sigh after a moment's pause "Either way, I'm glad you're alright."
"I'm far from alright, Buchou." Kiba countered, his tone bitter as he clenched his fists together, eyes boring a hole in the ground "I haven't been 'alright' since that night in the snow…and until I find the ones responsible, I doubt I'll ever truly be alright."
"Yuuto." Rias murmured, her eyes soft, filled with naught but concern for her Knight, only to blink in surprise as he rose to his feet, surprise giving way to realization as he made for the door "Wait, Yuuto!" she called out, rising sharply to her feet as he paused in his tracks "Don't go doing anything drastic. As your King, I won't forgive you if you do anything to bring shame on the name of House Gremory."
"…I understand what you're saying, Buchou." Kiba quietly assured his King without turning to face her "But even if you are my King, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't' for my comrades' sacrifice." His fist clenched around the door handle even as Rias flinched "I won't ask you to forgive this act of selfishness, but I'd never be able to forgive myself if I just let this opportunity pass me by…"
"Yuuto…" Rias murmured, her expression hurt as she watched her Knight walk out the door, though she made no move to stop him, her concern for him warring with her understanding of his situation, causing her to bite her lower lip in consternation "Damn it all…why can't things ever be simple?"
"We do seem to have a nasty penchant for getting caught up in the affairs of others." Akeno mused, though despite her smile it was clear the Queen was troubled by Kiba's actions as well "So what do we do about Emiya-kun?" she asked, clearly trying to take Rias' mind off their errant Knight for the moment "I assume you'll be contacting Sona-san to fill her in on the juicy details?"
"Naturally." Rias confirmed, rubbing her eyes with an exhausted sigh "While the fact he aided Kiba in his fight with Freed is something of a relief, all it means is he isn't allied with the Grigori. For all we know he could be a sleeper from a rogue branch of the church, sent to spy on our operations, or even an unaffiliated party seeking to make a move during the confusion." She lowered her hands to reveal determined blue eyes "At the very least, we need to determine whether he's a threat or not."
'If you ask me he's definitely a threat…' Issei muttered, grimacing as he recalled his first encounter with the 'Brownie of Kuoh', more specifically how the redhead had spurned Issei's heartfelt invitation to join him, Motohama and Matsuda in the act of peeking on the girl's changing room.
Now Issei was no stranger to rejection or violence on his person. Hell, prior to joining the Occult Research Club the only way he'd ever get to see any real-live T&A usually resulted in him and his comrades having the living shit beat out of them by girls on a daily basis. The only time they ever gotten beaten up by guys, it was usually the boyfriend or sibling of one of their targets, so Issei had felt perfectly safe extending an olive branch to Shirou, who had no relatives in Kuoh and, if rumours were to be believed, wasn't romantically interested in anyone either.
The only sign Issei had that he'd made a mistake was Emiya's ochre eyes narrowing in a look of disgust so intense it made the future Pawn feel lower than a cockroach before the redhead's fist buried itself in his face, sending him flying into Matsuda and Motohama, the three of them tumbling Ass over Tits until they came to a halt in a tangle of limbs at the end of the hall.
Used to being punished for his perversions as he was, Issei probably wouldn't have minded the broken nose so much if Emiya had at least gotten detention for it. But no, according to Motohama and Matsuda, not only had the redhead NOT been punished, his reputation among the staff and female students had apparently skyrocketed while theirs plummeted yet again.