After touching an ancient demonic relic, Tsukune Sato releases a woman from her prison of one thousand years. How will she repay him? And just what sort of things are hidden in her long and complicated past?

This fic was inspired by Pentheselia's 'To Summon a Mate', I didn't copy anything. In fact, I asked her if I could write this before it was even posted and she said I could use this so take that copyright claimers!

Without further ado, I give you Unsheathing the Mystery: Released from the Katana! Enjoy!

Chapter one: The liberated Woman

A knock at the door drew the attention of one twenty six year old and the man went to answer the door, opening it but seeing no one. He was about to close the door when he saw a black box, much like one would use to carry a gun like a rifle, laying on his doorstep. The man was confused, and to be completely honest, a little worried about the way the situation seemed. This man was twenty six year old Tsukune Sato, a born and raised national of Japan. He currently worked as the manager and Judo/Kendo instructor at a Judo and Kendo lesson center.

Nevertheless, the man still picked it up and took it inside, shutting the door after peaking out to see if anyone was watching. Changing into a white kosode and light blue hakama to train in, he left for his special dojo that was built in his backyard. He figured if there was a sword, he might as well use it to practice Kendo as well. Once he was inside the dojo, he opened the case and pulled out a long katana with a black sheath, black wrapping on the hilt, gold detail and red string wrapped around the sheath near the top. He slid the sword from the scabbard, surprised to see a normal katana. The metal of the blade shined in the light.

Tsukune lifted the ancient katana in confusion then gasped in shock as a bright light erupted and a woman with brilliant silver hair toppled onto the ground from the sword. She groaned and then stood, eyes slow to open as if she'd been in a deep sleep. Finally, her eyes opened, revealing deep pools of molten gold. She saw the man and grinned, showing off sharp teeth..

No...Fangs.

The man stumbled back in surprise, and winced when the-surprisingly sharp-blade made a cut on his palm. Her grin darkened. " Poor mate..why don't you let me take care of that for you." she said and before he could protest or even process her words, he was in her grasp, his injured hand very close to her face and then the sensation of something warm and wet went over his pained hand. The cut was gone and the silver haired woman had a prideful glint in her bright eyes.

The woman released his hand and suddenly captured his lips in a kiss. Tsukune stood still, sienna eyes wide as the woman continued to keep him in a lip-lock. He felt zaps of electricity race through him from her touch. They parted and Tsukune was panting.

" Who...Who are you?" he asked, still slightly panting. She smirked. " Oh come on now, mate. You know who I am. I can feel it. You can feel it too, can't you?" she was right. He could feel it. He felt restless, anxious, and most of all excited. " What's my name?" she whispered, ivory clawed fingers trailing lightly up his arm. Keira... his soul whispered lovingly.

His heart was beating a mile a minute but he said nothing. " I know you want to say it. What's. My. Name?" she asked again, her fingers were close to his trapezius. His pulse jumped. Keira. the whisper seemed to get louder, and the only sounds Tsukune could hear was the pounding of his heart, their breathing, and the whispers of her name.

" My. Name?" her fingers grazed his trapezius. KEIRA! " KEIRA!" he called out in unison with the voice. She smirked. " Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?" she suddenly wrapped him in her arms. " Do you know how sexy it is hearing your name come from your mate's lips?" she purred into his ear. Tsukune flushed bright red and she grinned, giving his ear a small nip.

He swallowed harshly and stepped away. " Okay, now that your name is known, what are you doing here?" he asked. Keira looked at the katana laying forgotten on the floor and picked it up with care, though it held a bit of resentment in her touch. " I was sealed in this sword. My father's fang." Tsukune led her inside the living room but that decision was quickly decided to be a bad one. She took one glance at the wall and saw a painting of the man who did it to her, and growled ferociously, launching for the wall. Tsukune held her back and asked her just what had gotten into her. " That is him. He is the one who sealed me. Kasho." she growled out, trembling with rage. But, he's a priest...was a priest.

" Are you calm?" she nodded. He released her a smidge and she attempted to jump the painting again, restricted by Tsukune's arms and legs. ' This is not going well...' the young man thought in exasperation.

Once Tsukune had made sure that the demonic woman whom called him mate was docile, he began to ask her questions. Although it took about two and a half hours before Keira could even be considered remotely calm. And so they sat, Keira in Tsukune's lap, his arms and legs restricting her from attacking his wall. The last thing he needed was a hole in the wall...or five. " So what year are you from?" she looked around. " What year is it?" he answered her. " 2015." she chuckled. " Anywhere from the early Heian period. I was born in the year 816 I was imprisoned sometime around...1176? So right around the middle of the Heian period." he went wide-eyed. " That's about a thousand years!" she nodded. " Yup." suddenly, the woman paused. ' That is right; I cannot abandon the formality of speech I was taught. If I may retain one aspect of my life prior to being sealed, that is enough for me...for now..' the ancient princess thought in silence. She was only two hundred and thirty-six years old, and she was around two hundred and twenty-seven years of age when she was sealed.

She had still been a pup back then. In human terms, she would have been considered seventeen, and now she would be considered twenty-six. Granted, it was only three years from twenty years old-or to her, two hundred and thirty years old-, but she was held in suspension for a thousand years. One thousand years of rage, contempt, questions and pent up frustration. That she was damn sure she was going to focus all those feelings on Kasho whenever he came out from hiding like a coward. Tsukune noticed her quietness and turned to her. " Hey." she turned to him. " Is there something you require?" she asked politely.

If he was surprised by her sudden change in speech, he didn't comment on it. " You okay?" she turned her head. " What is it that you are asking me?" he sighed. Right, she was a princess from a thousand years ago, of course she wouldn't understand slang. " I meant are you alright?" he rephrased. She nodded. " Yes I am alright. Is that all?" he nodded.

The two sat in silence before Keira took one more look at the painting on the wall. She grinned darkly, her large amber eyes filled to the brim with malice.

" I will kill that bastard. Kasho." Tsukune was apprehensive about the look on the silver haired woman's face. He decided that he'd rather not be on the receiving end of it so he did his best to not piss her off. Looking at the clock Tsukune discovered he was going to be late. " Hey." he said, gaining the attention of the strange woman. " Yes?" she asked, the formality flooding her features and tone again. " I have to get to my job and I was wondering if maybe you'd wanna...I mean...I was wondering if maybe you would like to join me? I teach Judo, and Kendo and a small bit of self defense." she perked up at the mention of Kendo. Kendo meant training with sticks meant to resemble swords. Oh yes, she would love to accompany her mate on his excursion.

" Of course. As long as you permit me to accompany you, I would be most pleased to join you on your excursion." he chuckled and went upstairs to grab his duffle bag and let the woman change into some of his sisters clothes. The woman stepped out wearing a light blue sleeveless blouse, beige-ish white lace shorts, beige open toe wedge sandals, with a long dangling necklace. The outfit also sported a nice fedora to cover her ears.

" And women in this time are allowed to exit their hut dressed like so?" she asked incredulously as she stared at herself. Tsukune looked over. " Oh right, since you grew up in a different time, things were different. People aren't as conservative as they were back then so things have really changed. While a lot of elderly people still try to hold onto old traditions, the younger people are breaking free and trying new things. It's kinda cool." she threw a blanket at him. " What was that for?" Tsukune asked, pulling the blanket off of his head. " You said it was cool, so I gave you a blanket to warm you." she stated. He stared at her before he chuckled. " No, by saying that something is 'cool' I meant that it's fun and exciting and things like that." she nodded, absorbing the new knowledge silently.

Once they left the house and got to Tsukune's car, she froze. " Get behind me mate, I will protect you from this demon." she studied it. It seemed to have strong shiny armor four stubby legs and multiple eyes. " That's not a demon, it's my car. It won't hurt us." she eyed him. " If it does, I will rip it to shreds." he sweatdropped and opened the passenger door for her letting her sit down before he shut her door and got in his own side and started the car. " I knew it! This is a demon!" she shouted, muscles bunching up to prepare to reduce her mates car into scraps. " No don't do that! I only turned it on!" the two argued for five minutes before Tsukune looked at the time and cursed.

" Damnit, now I'm really late..."

Ten minutes later, the young couple arrived at Tsukune's job and they went inside. Tsukune told Keira to wait while he changed and soon he came out wearing something she was used to seeing. A pair of light blue hakama and one white kosode with tabi socks on. " Okay students! I brought a friend who will be observing the class today so I want you guys to impress her. She's an expert at Kendo." she eyed them all.

Her eyes focused on one student. " Your grip on your sword is incorrect. If you wield it like so, you would be easily disarmed." she got up and correctly positioned his hands on the sword, unknowingly making him blush. Tsukune saw. " Sayuki! Get your head in the game!" he said, pointing his bamboo sword at him. The young man, identified as 'Sayuki' snapped out of it-reluctantly-and got into position. The woman went to sit down again but couldn't help but feel as though Tsukune were jealous.

She smirked. So her little mate was feeling neglected was he? Well, that just wouldn't do, now would it?

" I found this excursion most entertaining." the ancient princess commented as she sat down in the passenger seat of Tsukune's car. He smiled. " I'm glad. Do you want to get some lunch?" he asked. She cocked her head to the side. " Are you hungry?" Tsukune rephrased the question. " No but if you require food I can go hunt." she stated and he eyed her.

" Hunt?" he asked and she looked at him as if he had just asked if the sky were green. " Yes, hunt. I hunt for food, as did most people." he sweatdropped. " People don't go hunting for food anymore really. Follow me." he instructed and she did as told. They pulled from the training center and after a short time, they arrived at a local Teriyaki place.

Tsukune paid of course and Keira eyed the many different dishes on the menu. " I have never seen this much food, and my Clan would have enough food to feed an army." she stated in amazement. Tsukune didn't say anything, merely ordered himself a Teriyaki chicken plate. He figured Keira would want something seemingly fancy so he ordered for her.

Once their food was cooked, it was brought out and they dug in. " This is delicious.." Keira muttered, apparently getting some sauce on the side of her mouth. Tsukune got a napkin and gently dabbed it away.

Once they were finished eating, the duo left for Tsukune's home again and enjoyed the rest of the day just hanging out. Keira told him about her life before she was sealed and Tsukune told her about his past.

By the time that they were both ready for bed, the two were in stitches from how much they had laughed. Keira had told him how her friend and sparring partner Orochi had done something or the other and Keira had chased him around the palace about six times before she caught him and the two rough housed for three hours straight.

Tsukune gave Keira something to wear for bed before changing himself and the two took care of a nightly routine. Keira climbed into bed next to him and snuggled close, effectively warming him to the core. " Goodnight, mate." she said.

" Goodnight." but even after saying this, the man was still awake. He was thinking of everything that had happened today. Finding a katana and releasing a woman from her prison of a thousand years, finding out that they're mates and then the fact that she is an ancient princess from Japanese history. ' Mom always said I drew trouble to me like a magnet..' the man thought to himself before succumbing to sleep.

Holy fuck! The first chapter of Unsheathing the Mystery is done! Woohoo! I am happy! Very, very, very happy! Yay! And the fact that I did this on a damn Sunday at nearly 11:30 this morning just proves how happy I am! I get nothing done on Sundays! Never!

Can't wait for the next chapter, some more things will be revealed, but not too much!