Okay, so I would like to know how my last pseudo chapter went. Was it good? Bad? Did it need more writing? I would have done two or three more chapters if it were not for the fact that it was two a.m. Plus, I have to get on a plane… *SIGH* ANYWAY… This will be the official first chapter so, Yeah. Enjoy. Please remember to like and review my story. I wish to improve my writing as much as possible.
A Seki-Say-What-Now?
Sleep is pleasant. When you sleep you dream, and when you dream, you live things you know probably wouldn't happen in reality. Therefore, if I told you that I dreamt about a beautiful, buxom brunette woman that was calling to me repeatedly, it would be realistic to say that I'm dreaming right? Right. Only problem is, it felt so real. I know I was dreaming because it had that almost untouchable and intangible consistency to it. It was very bright, but I couldn't help but notice that everything was dark in the sense that there was some sort of film covering my eyes. "Satero-sama! My Ashikabi! I've found you!" The female gushed. I heard her, but it was like she was muffled, like she was trying to talk to me through a wall. I wanted so badly to reach out, and touch, to draw closer to her, but I couldn't move my feet or my hands. Then abruptly, my pleasant dream ended.
"WAKE UP SLEEPY HEAD!" Yukari's voice blared in my ears before a textbook found my forehead. Ouch. My knee-jerk reaction was instantaneous. My limp and dangling foot shot out and clipped her in the face. Oops. Takami-san is going to kill me. Yukari doubled over cupping her face and moaned in pain.
"WHA DE HELL WA DAT FER!?" she wailed. She was on the verge of angry tears and her nose was red. I hoped it didn't. I didn't need that kind of pressure…
"I'm sorry Yukari, Knee-jerk reaction. You shouldn't go around smacking people in the head with textbooks. Tips for the future. Now let's get you some ice, eh?" I say coolly, maintaining my composure. I've never been one to freak out about things, and if I did, it was all internal. I picked myself up out of the bed and spared myself a glance at the clock posted next to my bed. It was 8:37, approximately thirty minutes before I planned to get up. Oh well. I was supposed to go looking for a place to live anyway. I thought back to last month, remembering my walk across the stage and my diploma being slapped fiercely into my awaiting palm. Yukari, Takami-san, and Minato all showed up to cheer me on. I've never been one to cry, so when tears escaped my eyes at my adoptive family's support, the teachers on stage stiffened and inhaled in surprise. I bent my head and removed all evidence of tears and slapped my poker face on, earning a concerned but somehow understanding from the teachers. They each took turns hugging me or giving me a handshake before I left the stage and began my life as an adult. Come to think of it, my birthday was soon, although, I'd be celebrating it alone. I was moving out by the end of the week. To think I'd pass the Tokyo U. exam with a 97.4%! I'm starting University on my first try! I thought with a sense of giddiness.
"Why are you grinning like an idiot?" Yukari seethed, breaching into my thoughts and tainting them with the sudden desire to drop-kick her down the stairs. She was grinning now, so apparently I was forgiven for my earlier free shot. Sweet.
"Well, I was thinking about my future, you know? It's been a long road and here I am, getting ready to move out and start University. It's kind of a sobering and exciting thought. I've made it." I allowed myself to say. Opening up to the Sahashi family was no longer a chore, just something I had to remember to let myself do.
"Congratz!" Yukari said in mimic of the same phrase she said a month ago. I smiled in response. As I trotted down the stairs, a creeping twinge in the atmosphere set me off to something around the corner. I sensed Minato's and Takami's presence in the kitchen. I also was aware of how their energies were bunched up, like they were trying to reel in their excitement and keep it hidden from me. I couldn't place what was around the corner, so I hesitated. I hated surprises with a passion. They made me jumpy, and nervous. Yukari says I'm just paranoid, but Takami approves of my "awareness", as she puts it. I felt a light shove on my back, and with a stumbling step forward I was greeted with the lovely scent of vanilla and nectars I had no name for. "SURPRISE!" came their voices in unison, making my mind go blank. It took everything in my being to curtail the automatic need to defend and fight off danger. I hated surprises, but I found myself grinning again, unable to hold back my happiness at the gesture. I spared a glance at Yukari to find that she was grinning while absent-mindedly rubbing her nose. She winked, and then stuck her tongue out at me. She planned this! She meant for me to kick her in the face, because she knew that I'd be hard pressed to get her some ice! I glared, contemplating giving her the old one-two combination to the chin, considering she wanted to get hit.
"Happy Early Birthday, Satero-Kun!" Takami said easily. Minato echoed her without the honorific and I easily smiled back at them. I glanced down and saw what I had smelled. A fresh baked and frosted birthday cake with vanilla moose glazed on the inside, along with a tub of vanilla and orange-flavored ice-cream awaited me. They remembered my favorites! I was also aware of a row of presents lined across the back wall. They were small, in general, but there were some bigger boxes catching my attention.
"Thanks guys, I mean it!" I said happily, dropping my guard completely. I reveled in the moment, knowing I wouldn't have too many more with them.
The morning went quickly. The cake and ice-cream was eaten quickly, and I opened my gifts to receive a new pair of pants, some fingerless adventurist gloves, a new backpack that could be slung across my chest, a box full of study material, some boxes of furniture pieces they acquired for my new dwelling (the people were waiting for an address), a check for 480,000 yen, and an iPod, loaded with my favorite songs and other goodies. I had to fight away the urge to let tears come out at their love and kindness for me. After the mock "party", I raced upstairs to prepare. My room was already clean, so there went that. I was already packed up and my clothes for the day were already set out. I went to shower. A few minutes later, as the hot water cascaded over my body, I found myself drifting back to my dream. What the hell was an Ashikabi? And who was that girl? I sighed. I chocked it up to puberty and tried to push it from my mind. I needed to focus. I dressed quickly, brushed my teeth, combed out my usually unkempt black hair, and retrieved my iPod and earphones. That's when Minato decided to poke his head into my room. I paused for a moment to decide whether or not to address him before he spoke.
"Got a minute?" he asked.
"Sure. Pop a squat." I said nonchalantly, pointing to the chair by the bed. He closed the door, and moved to the chair, nervous energy pouring out from him. "So, what's up?" I asked, already on the move again.
"I failed," He murmured.
"Come again?" I asked, momentarily distracted.
"I failed it," He said more loudly.
"Mind not talking in riddles? That kinda pisses me off. What did you fail?" I say to him, my attention completely pulled to him. He dropped his head and mumbled something about ruining the day for everyone. Typical martyr.
"I failed the entrance exam, Satero. I'm a ronin again, for the second time."
I stared for a moment, measuring his expression and my own annoyance at him for failing something he could do easily. I decided I was feeling merciful. "I suppose we have a lot of studying to do then, huh?" I say, barely concealing the annoyance in my voice. He nodded then got up, bowing his head in thanks and retreating from my room. I swear sometimes, I should have been the oldest. Minato's 21, with me at 19, and Yukari 18. Considering he's the oldest, he should be more confident when he speaks to us. I sighed. Minato was such a wimp, but he was more of a brother to me than I could imagine. Actually, he was the only brother I can remember having.
The story is that my family died in a terrible plane accident when I was three. I can't remember much, but the crash was easy enough. I can't see my family's faces, but I'm wedged between the seats on the plane. My family was rich supposedly, so it was a private plane. There were only two survivors, a single flight attendant and myself. I wasn't allowed to see my family's bodies. It's still blurry, but I remember that the flight attendant was armed, and they were escorting me to safety. I remember crying a lot. I heard a loud pop that startled me, and looked up in time to witness the survivor count drop to one. An ashen-haired female had impaled my protector with a sword and killed him. She then turned on me and raised her sword, but was halted by another female, one I identified by her lavender, back-length hair, and a very frightening aura. She grabbed at the other female and pushed her away giving an order of sorts. Then she turned on me, a look in her eye that warned me against trying something stupid. Then she tentatively smiled and reached down to pick me up. I was still crying and numb from my experiences. She stroked my face in a very motherly way, and whispered into my ear. "Everything will be okay, little one. I will not let harm befall you." She soothed, and I fell into a sleep so deep, I don't think I ever woke up.
Standing at the doorway, I popped my ear buds into my ear and hit the play button on my music player. Letting the music relax my mind, I strolled over to the school, where Minato was. I didn't know what he had done in the school, but I was supposed to meet him today to stay at his house where my stuff was. I was going to spend a couple nights there and find my own place. As I was walking he called. "Hello?" I answered my ringing phone.
"Hey, Satero? Look, I took a different path than I thought I was taking so I won't see you in our original meeting spot. Can you find the place?" he asked tiredly.
"Yeah. Bye Minato." I say simply. I click the phone closed and maintain my pace. After a while I became aware of unknown energies. They weren't human. It scared me, and in my fear, I tensed myself for battle. I've always been a talented fighter, so talented that people fear my fighting skill. I'm stronger than most body-builders, and faster than the fastest runners on the planet. I've been triple tested for performance enhancing drugs at least 70 times, and every time, I came up negative. I've been called a freak and alienated, but I didn't mind. What hurt was that I used to get attacked when I was younger. Somehow, every time, the attack would end abruptly and the people that were attacking me would be gone. I learned to fight, impressing and even surpassing my teacher. Still this energy made me jumpy. I tried to pick up the pace, but my ears ranged out, picking up sounds of fighting and (I couldn't believe my ears) thunder. I looked up to confirm what I already knew. Not a cloud in the sky. I began to run, pushing myself to move away from the sounds, but as I ran, the sounds became more distinct and the energies were easier to distinguish. Three people were fighting, two of the three fighting as a unit. I slowed and began to pivot, until I heard a battle cry.
"EXTREME THUNDER!" two similar voices yelled and I could hear the deafening and earsplitting crack of thunder move across the air. I looked up to wish I hadn't. I saw lightning being shot from two twins in S&M costumes towards a very beautiful and well-endowed female that I felt I recognized. She was brown-haired, her hair cut short to her shoulders, a single strand of hair sticking out from the top of her head. She was wearing a black kimono that was cut in half to encompass her chest and arms, and a simple pair of black fitting short-shorts. She leapt agilely from her position on the bridge and landed on her feet some distance from me, her eyes not wavering from the twins. "THUNDER STRIKE!" they yelled again, not taking time to aim carefully. The lightning shot towards me, and I found myself paralyzed. What was I seeing? I barely raised my hand when the bolt struck me. I expected pain. What I got instead was confusion. Why didn't I feel pain? Was I dead? I looked down to see that I was still standing. I looked around to see I hadn't left the scene I was still at. The twins had long since jumped down and were looking at me with fear in their eyes. "I hope he doesn't drop like a rock…" one said. The other hushed her twin quickly. I felt the lightning, but not how I expected it. I looked down to see my left hand glowing and sparking with electricity. I raised it to my face and studied it, unable to comprehend what I was looking at. I was suddenly angry. I glared at the twins in front of me, and they clasped hands, and pointed their fingers at me as if to strike me again. I didn't give them that chance. Before I knew what was happening, I was charging them, my hand sparking constantly with electric power. They fired a few bolts, but they went wide, striking in areas they thought I'd step through. With a roar, I threw my left hand forward and connected with air. They had jumped away. I let the energy in my hand explode outward from me, and it fired out in a giant beam of electric power. They quickly disappeared, and I, suddenly spent, dropped like a rock on my butt.
"WHAT!?" I shouted to the retreating women. "DON'T LIKE YOUR OWN MEDICINE?"
"I guess not," the woman behind me said, her voice comforting and oddly familiar. It was also kind of husky, as if she was having a hard time breathing. I spun on my butt to face her, and struggled to breathe myself. It's HER! The one from my dream! I thought in surprise, before my heart began hammering in my chest. She was breathing hard, looking at me with longing. "Your name…?" She breathed, her cheeks reddening and her eyes growing far away.
"Satero Notame. Why?" I asked cautiously.
"Satero-sama…My Ashikabi…I've found you!" She gushed and fell to her knees. Then she quickly crawled towards me, her legs slipping past each other in an enticing way. Her breathing was becoming more erratic by the moment, and my strength had left me. I tried to move away, but she was already right in front of me, her hands traveling up the length of my legs and sliding up my chest seductively. Her scent was intoxicating. It was sweet and warm, and my mind went all but blank. She straddled my hips and her weight made me lose my balance. She leaned into me, her expression, pure ecstasy.
"Hey, wait a minute," was all I could utter before her lips met mine. Instinctively, I locked down, closing my lips and tensing my muscles. But I couldn't hold it for long, because she touched me in all the right spots. Her hands explored my body, rubbing my ribs, my hands, my arms, chest, neck and face. I relaxed bit by bit, but I wouldn't unlock my mouth. I could feel her tongue prodding at my lips, and I wanted so badly to let her in, but I held fast. Then I received a nudge in my groin from her knee and my mouth opened in surprise. She took that opportunity to merge herself closer to me and she closed the gap between our mouths quickly, her tongue darting in and wrapping around mine. She squeezed closer to me, claiming my mouth, then pulled back moaning as wings of blinding light snapped into existence. She looked down at me with such joy in her eyes that I could hardly focus. Then I could feel the warmness travel through my body, and suddenly, her heart was beating in sync with mine.
"I'm yours, now and forever, Satero." She said happily. I nodded.
"That's all fine and dandy," I began. "But, do you mind telling me who you are?" I say, unable to be my usual snappy self. Normally, I would have commenced my yelling and screaming tirade, but all I felt was warm serenity.
"I am #8, Yume, The Sekirei of Fate." She said gently pulling herself off me and helping me to my feet.
I look towards Minato's house in the distance, and then nodded silently before I turn and ask, "A Seki-Say-What-Now?"
CHAPTER END, KUPO! PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS ALL ABOUT THIS PLEASE! NEW CHAPTER WILL BE OUT SOON!
