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Chapter 1. The bird is leaving a cage
"Hey, you!" shouted aloud a girl with a pink hair, pointing at Kashiro, "Yes, you! Who are fuck**g you?! Why didn't I see you before?!"
She wore a black kimono and sitting beside a young man. Just before him. They were inside a helicopter.
"Give me an answer immediately!" she demanded, clenched her fists.
Very close to the pink hair was sitting the second girl with white hair. Bandages covered her body from throat to toes, but a head. She was like a mummy and has great, impressive gauntlets with claws on the hands.
This one has been looking at Kashiro since that moment, when he took a seat in the helicopter. The young man wanted to catch her eyes, but she looked aside every time. It seemed that the girl was a bit confused and the reason was he.
"Benitsubasa, be quite!" said Takami, the leading researcher of MBI. These words were pronounced by calm and a bit cold voice.
"This young man is Kashiro, number one hundred nine," the woman scientist added.
"One hundred nine?" asked open-eyed Benitsubasa, gave a look to him.
Her appearance became completely puzzled. It looked like she was staring at something amazing. Disbelieve was so big in her eyes that everyone could notice it. The second girl was puzzled as well, but she showed less excitement. Her eyes just became wider and gaze stuck to him.
At this moment Kashiro caught her sight. Nothing happened at first, but then she quickly looked aside.
Number one hundred nine noticed a light crimson upon her pale cheeks.
Takami, observing girls' reaction, snorted. She took a cigarette pack and a lighter out of a pocket.
"Doctor Takami," politely said a young man, "You know that I don't like cigarette smoke."
The woman gave him lazy, but a bit irritated glance. She decided just put the lighter to the pocket back.
"One hundred nine?" asked surprised Benitsubasa again and pointed at Kashiro, "But how is this possible? It's only one hundred eight of us! We were always told this!".
"Suggested that Kashiro didn't take a part in the plan," explained Takami.
"He didn't?" asked still astonished the pink hair girl, "Why?"
"A week ago he was... ill and can't even move properly," answered the scientist, "He had a big problem with health."
Kashiro didn't like to remember it. However, it was true.
Own childhood left him nothing, but a pain. Own blood was killing, torturing him every day; tearing a body apart causing damage in internal organs.
That's why he couldn't be a part of the Plan. Number one hundred nine even moving hardly and then fell down unconscious after some minutes of walk (or another physical activity).
The only thing that could reduce his suffering was a blood transfusion. That's all a treatment he was getting. Doctors just didn't know what wrong with him. But everything has changed a week ago.
He was laying peacefully in a bed, when it happened. A strong pain hit one hundred nine suddenly. The young man decided that he would die. He started crying aloud, but quickly stopped doing this. One hundred nine became exhausted very quickly, feeling his throat and mouth were dry. He needed some water to quench a thirst. But nobody had come. They left him alone as did it always.
That night was the last for him of never-ending torturing. Kashiro continued struggling all that time alone, trying to took control over own body. Number one hundred nine almost fainted, feeling an unbearable pain.
But, finally, it was over. Kashiro's pain gone and the rest of the night he was sleeping. The young man's face relaxed and even appeared a little smile. He had never had before such peaceful dreams.
Next day was full of medical tests. Doctors were swarming him, asking a lot of questions and demanded answers, taking samples of blood and exchanges opinions between themselves. Kashiro quickly became exhausted and dreaming about some time for relaxing.
In that day he had a conversation with Minaka, the president of MBI, who solemnly announced that Kashiro, sekirei number one hundred nine, 'is a part of the Plan from now on'. Unfortunately, a young man didn't know anything about this. All his life was just a never-ending struggle with a pain. Therefore, Kashiro couldn't say anything about "Sekirei Plan". He said this to Minaka and it was a big surprise to the president.
"It's an unbelievable gap in your knowledge, Kashiro!" cried deeply shocked MBI owner.
Minaka started to explain 'all important details' in hurry! It turned out that this Plan was a very, very important to all sekirei and the goal was just, how Kashiro got it, slaughtering his kind.
Surely, Minaka said this in another way: "And fight, and fight, and fight!".
In the end of the Plan must be stay alive just a single sekirei. The winner will get a super price - the destiny of the entire world in his/her hands and, of course, possibility to be with own asikabi forever.
Kashiro didn't understand the useful part of the plan. At least for him and his kind. He informed Minaka about this. The president assured him that usefulness exist, because sekirei would fight for "a love"!
Minaka's explanation sounded to Kashiro like a rave. Surely, when the young man was ill and stayed in bed, doctors tried explaining him all this mess, but didn't succeeded. Kashiro's attention locked on his pain, so he never, actually, pay attention. When body calmed down he played games, read books, surfing Internet.
Frankly, Kashiro do believed that MBI direction just forgot about him or decided he is a fake and leave alone in a peace.
But everything has changed since he cured himself.
Now this weirdo is trying to convince the young man that he need voluntary participate in coming massacre.
'Is he an idiot?' Kashiro thought and then just asked it aloud.
The president expressed his brief lamenting in response to a question, but admitted that number one hundred nine hasn't a choice. He can participate or can't. The second variant means coming after him the Disciplinary squad and great pain (or even death). Kashiro wasn't embarrassed, because hadn't an idea of who President spoke. Even a magic name "Karasuba-sama" didn't make his limbs trembling. Takame, who was with him, found such reaction funny. Minaka looked a bit disappointed and staring at male sekirei with sorrow in his eyes.
One hundred nine was informed, he would be taken soon. After this he must pass "an adjustment" and only then the sekirei can go to a city for finding his destined ashikabi!
"Who are they?" Kashiro interrupted Minaka.
"Ashikabi?" suggested surprised MBI president.
"Yes," was a short answer.
Minaka just sighed aloud and explained that so-called "ashikabi" are the special people. Only they can be beloved and masters for sekirei. On finding own ashikabi Kashiro must serve her (or him) well. The president underlined this first and 'important' goal to the young man.
One hundred nine barely nod, remembering something about this all. Doctors tried explaining him that ashikabi are important and "bla-bla-bla" then. He even seen some movies, where a speaker told how nice to have an ashikabi and doing everything for them.
Kashiro never took this crap seriously and he was always disgruntled because of a pain. The young man didn't care about love and ashikabi at all.
Everything he wanted was a wish that "disease" gone. So that's why he didn't like to watch "pictures", where sekirei were "loving their ashikabi so deeply" and even sacrificing own lives for them.
Minaka quickly understood that to speak with Kashiro is pointless. Number one hundred nine didn't pay attention properly.
By the way when Kashiro asked a permission not participate in the Plan, the president denied a request.
During a few days, after the conversation with Minaka, Kashiro was an object to unceasing experiments. At last scientists were given an oder to stop and they reluctantly left him in a peace. But it wasn't an end for the young man. His training just started and results were pathetic. His physical abilities... Well, among sekirei he can be called "a weakling". Kashiro can defeat easily just informational type sekirei. But it's no great proud of beating nerds up, because the specialization of these guys are to collect and analyze a data, hacking and spying.
But everything wasn't so bad. He had got a special, super power - blood. Like a hero in cartoons. But every sekirei study how to use their power from childhood and have got some incredible skill now. Kashiro can't say the same. That means he will be a part of the Plan short time, after being released.
A few days gone. Kashiro had got a new clothes. Jeans, T-shirt and trainers, but all his clothes have tiny holes. It will help to use Kashiro's power easily. Also he had got a little container with blood inside, which the young man could wear behind himself in a backpack.
Next day was the last to being on the island. The helicopter came to him and others.
"A big problem with health?" asked puzzled Betinsubasa, gawking at Takami.
The doctor nod in affirmation.
"But sekirei can't be ill, can they?" the pink hair girl is keeping her face puzzled as before.
"Well... It seems that sometimes they can," indefinably responded Takami, showing that this topic isn't interesting for her.
"What's your name?" asked Kashiro bluntly, addressing to the white hair girl with terrible claws on hands.
It's unpleasant to discuss your own disease before strangers.
The white hair girl became a light red, after his question, and looked aside, responded "Haihane, number one hundred four"
"Nice to meet you!" said Kashiro those words, which always people use in movies, when acquainted with someone.
The white hair girl unsurely bowed and has become more confused. On cheeks appeared a light crimson.
"Nice to meet you..." she gave an answer and a voice was a bit embarrassed.
Then Haihane tried scratching her nape, but, perhaps, forgot about metal claws and just cut a skin.
"Blood! Blood! Blood! It's bleeding!.." she yelled aloud in a panic, waving claws.
Benitsubasa didn't pay attention to this. Likely, girls were old friends and such behavior couldn't surprise her.
"But why I never heard about you?! Ha?!" asked irritated number one hundred five, gave a look to Kashiro, "And why it had been needed to cover your existence?"
Apparently, she didn't want to change a topic of their conversation.
Kashiro came to conclusion that Benitsubasa is a very fiery person.
"I dunno," responded he, feeling inside a light anger, "As it has been told I was ill and lived in a private room. Therefore, I don't have any idea why it had been needed to do."
Benitsubasa took a little pause to think and then snorted, asked "Were you ill, indeed?"
"I was," he answer.
"All this time?.. It means you're a weakling! If couldn't be able to overcome a simple disease!" a voice of the pink hair was full of scorn and arrogance.
Kashiro's teeth begin grinding. He was ready to killing. Just a slightest think about past... And now the pink hair crap** girl is speaking about his suffering and struggle for live just like it was nothing!
"Benitsubasa, shut up your big mouth!" Takami interfered.
Disgruntled number one hundred five gazed upon the woman, but the doctor didn't concern at all.
Kashiro forced himself to relax. He will be calm and doesn't allow emotions to affect him.
"I am not a weakling! You can't say me to shut up!" responded Benitsubasa aggressively, but then calmed down and continued speaking, addressing to him. "By the way, I and the white moth were chosen to the Disciplinary squad!"
It was said in a solemnly tone like an example of own triumph.
The pink hair wretch (how decided call her the young man) stared at Kashiro arrogantly, waiting his reaction, but nothing happened. Number one hundred nine just shrugged. He didn't know about what she mentioned, so didn't care at all.
Benitsubaca became puzzled and then, after gone some time in a silence, she frowned. The pink hair girl, likely, expected different reaction.
At that moment Haihane burst out laughing, waving her right claw slightly.
"Little tits!.. You couldn't impress even him!.." said number one hundred four.
Benitsubasa reflexively took her little breast by both hands, becoming redder. Probably, it was their old quarrel.
"It's a pity, indeed! But funny at the same time!" added Haihane, continuing her wild laughing.
At first Kashiro didn't understand anything.
'What's going on?' he thought.
The young man looked at Hainane's breast and a guess hit him! White hair has a much bigger!.. Definitely, much bigger! Even doctor Takami can show something more impressive than Benitsubasa's... "dots".
"He noticed..." mumbled Haihane, trying to compose herself.
Takami snorted and did a mocking smile, when spotted Kashiro's eyes upon her chest.
The young man looked back to Benitsubasa, who still trying to cover own little "dots" reflexively. And she did it successfully!
Kashiro looked again at Haihane. It made her quickly confused and looked aside.
When the young man put his eyes upon Benitsubasa, he noticed that her cheeks becoming crimson. The girl was ashamed.
"Well..." he pronounces unsurely. "Your tits are... little, indeed"
At that moment he understood that did a big mistake, because Benitsubasa's face turned to red. Kashiro have never seen before such hatred in eyes.
"I will kill you," she promised. "Find in a city and just kill!"
"Ok..." he responded, understanding that got first enemy.
Haihane began to giggling again, observing their quarrel. Takami liked it as well.
"What the Disciplinary squad were you talking before?" asked Kashiro, wishing to change topic and calm down number one hundred five.
In the helicopter became a silent. Everyone can hear clearly as working a propeller. Haihane and Benitsubasa gazed upon Kashiro if he had said something idiotic. Takami was the one who didn't pay any attention to his' question. She was with him, when he had a talk with Minaka.
"Don't tell me that you don't know about the Disciplinary squad," Benitsubasa said in shock and pointed at Kashiro, forgot her threat, "Did you live all this time under a rock?"
"Well... I was ill... Don't you remember it?" the young man responded, feeling discomfort under girls' eyes.
Frankly, he didn't know about this guys from "Disciplinary squad".
"I heard rumors that there is someone is called... "Karasuba-sama", I guess," he said thoughtfully and asked with curiosity, "Is she a star among us sekirei, by the way?"
Haihane tilted her head slightly and just drop her jaw. Benitsubasa became pop-eyed and frozen.
"Well..." Kashiro pronounced, feeling himself completely uncomfortable, "I know a bit of this squad as you can see..."
"He doesn't know who Karasuba is..." mumbled the pink hair sekirei.
It looked like she didn't want to believe in what he just said! It can't be true! This sekirei must know Karasuba at least!
"Kashiro-chan," told Takami, "About the Disciplinary squad you will know in future, but beware Karasuba. She's just a wild beast in flesh, which likes killing the most. This animal is a strong, so keep away of her."
Takami did a little pause and added, looked at both sekirei, "By the way, these two fools will be soon her subordinates."
Benitsubasa ground her teeth tensely in response to the scientist's words, and Haihane gave a confused look to Kashiro.
"The Disciplinary squad is sekirei's elite! We were taken there with Moth because both of us are the strongest!" Benitsubasa blew up immediately, gazing at Takami.
"And the most dumb," the doctor added, showing her mocking smile, which had been appeared on her lips.
"It's not true!" Benitsubasa protested violently, "I am a strong sekirei! That's the reason! Just it!"
Takami snorted and tried to take her cigarette pack out, but stopped a movement, when looked at Kashiro.
"In any way!" stated number one hundred five and pointed at the young man, "I don't like you! When we meet next time, I'll just kill you!".
The pink hair girl looked aside, showing everyone her irritation.
"Well... I like him distinctly," Haihane confessed, staring at Kashiro and becoming redder.
"Shut up, Moth!" Benitsubasa hissed, "You do like everything what I hate!"
"Don't be rage, little tits," Haihane told and started giggling.
The pink hair girl detonated immediately. Her hands clenched tensely and she gave a hatred look at number one hundred four.
The white hair sekirei began giggling again, barely waving her metal claws.