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"B-Baka! It's not like I'm happy, or anything...
~?
Red
"EXTREME QUAKE!"
Yashima yelped in terrified surprise as the earth erupted beneath her feet, leaving her floundering helplessly, grabbing at whatever handhold she could find when there were none to be had. Great shifts in the park's structure sent her stumbling every which way except the way she wanted to go; towards her opponent and their Ashikabi. Her opponent grinned and mercilessly assaulted the earth again with her fist, upheaving the soil even more. She was a wily one, knowing better than to allow her to draw near with her hammer, and it was that very stratagem that prevented her from seizing victory in this bout.
"Kick her ass, Beni-chan!"
It certainly didn't help that her adversary's Ashikabi kept shouting encouragement and praise every time the pinkette got a good shot in. Which was more often than Number Eighty-Four would have liked. Her jaw ached from the Red Sekirei's opening shot, a powerful haymaker that was even now taking up residence in her cheek in the form a large bruise. She'd learned too late that her opponent, though a lower number than her, was a fist-type and a deadly one that.
The blond-Naruto-had been incorrigible ever since she'd delivered that fateful first punch.
A small part of her wondered why her Ashikabi couldn't be like that; kind and caring, urging her on with warm words of encouragement rather than a backhanded beating. It was a quiet thought, one Yashima daren't try and give voice to. Junichi-sama would be furious with her if she dared to say he wasn't kind to her. Yes, he was her Ashikabi. Yes, she loved him more than life itself. But sometimes she wondered. Had she made a bad choice by letting him wing her that day? Granted, she hadn't reacted to him, but she had been so sure he was the one, her destined one, the man she was meant to be with.
Was this all her fault?
Benitsubasa grinned madly as she pressed the assault, never allowing the double digit more than a moment's rest. She was like a tornado given human form, relentless and unstoppable; the handful of chances that the poor girl did get through it was only to be driven back by those pulverizing fists time and time again. Little did she know it that the pinkette was fueled by a far more powerful emotions than fear; she fought for the love of her Ashikabi, knowing he would never hurt her. And while Yashima did love Junichi-sama, that love was still tempered by her fear of him. Benitsubasa had no such fear.
So long as she was loved, the Red Sekirei was unstoppable!
Nearly a month had passed since she'd first been winged on that cold January morning, and, in the blessed days that followed it semed Kami finally decided to take pity upon her. Indeed, Naruto was a very loving Ashikabi; everything she could've dreamed for and more. He'd even gotten her a gift for a human holiday, something called Valentines Day. Admittedly she hadn't known that much about the exact date-save that it was a supposedly a very important date where couples were concerned...and then Naruto had seen fit to elucidate her.
'I'll have to get him something in return once I wrap this up.' the pinkette thought to herself as she bobbed and weaved amidst the girl's woefully ineffective hammer swings. Idly, her mind flickered back to that day, to the hairclips she now wore...
(Flashback)
"Ha?!" Benitsubasa blinked baffled by the gift he'd given her. "The hell're these?"
"Hair clips." Naruto replied, looking for all the world like the cat that ate the canary. He was a smug one, her Ashikabi, but at least he had a job and roof over his head. Certainly more than she could lay claim to. But! It still didn't explain the importance of these...these...these...things!
"They look like damn daisies!" she sputtered, still not knowing what to do with them. "What the hell are they for?!"
...they ARE daisies, Beni-chan. Here." He reached across the table -much to her consternation- and pinned the hair-clips in her pink tresses. "And, they go in your hair. See? There we go." Drawing back, he grinned a foxy grin at her. "They look good on ya, 'ttebayo." The redhead felt her heart skip a beat under that gaze, her core warming beneath those bright blue eyes. He was hers. Hers and hers alone. No one else could have him. She refused to share him with any one or any thing in this world, one look in those sapphire skies told her felt the same. And he'd given her a gift. Her very first gift.
"Well?" he grinned. "Do you like 'em?"
"I guess...
"Great." Impossibly, his grin grew. "Then I can finally say this without making a complete ass of myself...
"Ha?" Beni blinked as he took hold of her hands; the next thing she knew his lips were on hers, and her wings were spreading out across the apartment, threatening to sear the walls to cinders. It was a chaste kiss. all things considered; thought she wanted more, she only pouted when he pulled away. It wouldn't do for that pervert of a landlord to walk-in on them and kick them out now would it? Stupid sexist asshole and his damn singles policies. She should kick his ass for that. No one would have to know...wait a second. Was Naruto-kun saying something? She blinked, his words drawing her
next words beat the living hell out of that notion.
...Happy Valentines Day!"
"What the hell is that?" she breathed, still dazed by the kiss. "A festival or something?"
He told her.
If love could burn, Benitsubasa would've been a smoldering pile of ash on the floor. Instead she felt a hot flush creep up the back of her neck. Oh. OH! Everything clicked now, she understood the importance of what he-her Ashikabi-had give her. And she hadn't gotten him anything in return! But maybe there was something she could give him...a naughty little grin tugged at her lips, a hand darting to the sash that held up her shirt's elasticity and tugging every so softly.
"Oh, Naruto~?" she purred silkily. "Would you like your present now?"
"Wha?" her Ashikabi had since turned away, his attention focused on dinner in the kitchen. It was all the inattention she needed. "You got me somethin...BENITSUBASA!" His jaw dropped with the rest of her shirt, those brilliant, baby blue eyes bulging so large she was almost certain they'd bug right out of his head. Benitsubasa wasn't particularly busty like most of her Sekirei siblings; she was barely an A-Cup even at the best of time but still...she looked damned good in her underwear. Toned and slender, muscle in all the right places...damn!
"Your. Present. Is. Me." A certain sake-drinking sekirei had once told her men like this sort of thing...hopefully she'd been right. This was damn embarassing! She sidled up to him, subtly enjoying his consternated gaze, the way his eyes rolled slightly to take in every inch of her. The poor blond looked as though he were about to pounce at any moment.
"I...you...we...I fail to see how you could be my present when we're already bon...oh." he facepalmed. "God, I'm a a complete baka, aren't I?"
"Yes." Benitsubasa nodded. sagely, agreeing wholeheartedly. "Yes, you are." Her hands closed around around the lappels of his jacket. "But you're my baka." She wore a subtle expression of amusement on her face as she returned his gaze, her grin turning slightly devious as she leaned in and pressed her lips to his.
His mind exploded into white as both arms assumed direct control, spreading themselves across her back. He was so completely taken aback by her kiss that he hardly noticed when his left hand began to cup her firm ass and his right palm took up residence on her jaw. He deepened the kiss as he pressed his body against hers and pushed her back against the nearest wall, quietly delighting in Benitsubasa's quiet mewls of pleasure as their tongues tangled. Her hands were just as explorative, her nimble fingertips running along his chest and stomach, promising untold pleasues as they sought to strip away all walls between them, boundaries he'd proved swift to eliminate in his own stead.
Benistubasa grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him towards the bedroom, his hands tugging at her clothes as they went. He pulled her shirt over her head and pushed her gently onto the bed, admiring the look of her naked torso in the early morning sunlight. He took off his own shirt, smirking as her eyes danced over his chest. He leaned down and pulled her pants away, eyes widening as he realized his Sekirei had chosen to forgo panties this evening. a small white thong. He chuckled softly as he saw those pink curls.
"What's so funny." she hissed.
"Nothing." he grinned. "Just admiring the view.
"Well." he chuckled. "You want me to stop or...
...just shut up and keep kissing me, you baka."
Naruto simply smiled as she pulled his mouth down to hers.
"Yes, dear."
"That's more like it-ah!"her words quickly turned into a sharp gasp as wriggled out of her hold and began placing kisses in a slow line down her stomach...
KAMI!
(End Flashback)
Ehehehe...she got shivers just remembering that night...her Ashikabi was perfect!
Well...almost perfect.
Beni's lone complaint was the fact that he'd originally worked two jobs to support himself; the first, in a ramen stand known as Ichiraku, the second, as an auto-mechanic in a repair shop uptown. He'd quit the second one when she reveald the whole issue of the MBI credit card-and they'd been living comfortably ever since. Her suspicions had proved correct about him being a fighter, he'd been taught a manner of mixed martial by his ailing father until the man had passed away some years. As for his mother, he'd mentioned she was still alive somewhere, but in service to MBI-
"Heads up!" the blonde's shout yanked her back to the present just in time, her body dancing effortlessly aside as Yashima's hammer came perilously close to squashing her flat. Benitsubasa swore and slammed an arm into her aggressor's stomach, bodily flinging the peach-haired girl away from her in violent fashion. Caught unawares by the sudden tenacity of her adversary the older Sekirei found herself harshly catapaulted from her superior position and launched to the pavement.
With a surprised grunt, the light-skinned lass went flying down the street, a trail of dark blood following her body through the falling debris. Her breath caught in his throat and she found that her legs had betrayed her, refused to move as she struggled to right herself. Instead she was forced to watch as though from outside herself as her limp body slammed against the asphalt once gravity took hold of her, skin skidding across the street as the momentum continued to drag her over the road thrice more before finally grinding to a halt at the feet of her master.
"You stupid bitch! What are you doing?!" Her Ashikabi, Junichi Tanigawa roared furiously as she struggled to stand. "Hurry up and finish them off!" When she didn't move quick enough to his liking, he thrust a foot into her stomach, elicting a cry of pain from the smaller girl. "Get your ass up already!"
"What the hell're you doing?!" Naruto gawped, hoisting his bat angrily. "You can't treat your Sekirei like that!"
"Fuck off!" the younger boy growled, hauling Yashima to her feet. "She's mine! I can do whatever the fuck I want to her!"
Rage ripped through the bond, flooding Benitsubasa's vision with red. She wasn't sure if the anger belong to her or Naruto; she couldn't even make a disinction between herself and her beloved blond anymore. She only knew that from somewhere outside herself, someone was spitting obscenities. It took her several seconds to separate herself enough to realize it was Naruto who was doing the swearing looking as though he might, for once in his life, forsake common sense and intervene in the battle, if only to beat the tar out of Junichi.
"I'm going to beat the shit outta ya!"
Ire boiled in her blooded as Junichi forcibly slammed his lips against hers, causing Yashima to gag. Blue wings blossomed from Yashima's back for but an instant shrinking to nothing as her partner angrily shoved her up to face her opponent. If Yashhima was at all hurt by this crass behavior, she gave no indication of it as she recited her Norito:
"The hammer of my pledge! Shatter the enemy of my Ashikabi!"
Benitsubasa stared at the young woman with the possibly the smallest brain she had ever seen, a large drop of sweat trickling down the side of her head. "You...really are an idiot, aren't you? If he's that much of a dick to you...then why did you let him wing you in the first place?"
Yashima's only response was to hoist her hammer high, an azure aura engulfing her from head to toe, the weapon seeming to swell even larger than ever before. Uh-oh. Here it came! She drew back on a whim tensing herself for whatever was coming next. It wasn't going to be pretty facing a Norito head on without a powerup of her own, but she was resolved to win this battle-ahhhh. Naruto was suddenly there, his arm cradling her waist, his chin on her shoulder, his quiet determination welling up to fill her to the brim.
"Put her out of her misery." he whispered, his breath warm against her neck. Unbidden, her cheeks colored.
"Hai...
Beni pivoted in his arms, knowing what he was about to do and relishing in every second of it, before giving herself to him utterly. When lips claimed hers it was, not savagely but gently, his mouth molding against her own, tongue probing her lips, to tangle with her own past hers. Benitsubasa gasped and nearly came right then and there-and she just might have were it not for her opponent drawing down upon her. Warmth flooded her through the bond, beautiful crimson wings erupting from her back as his lips left hers. It was heaven. Pure bliss.
Reluctantly she tore herself away, keeping the wings as she turned to face her opponent's aptly named attack.
"GRAVITY HAMMER!"
"Bitch, please!" Benitsubasa grinned, sparks skittering from her fist. "I'll break that damn toy of yours!" With her full power flooding through her she briefly considered using her Norito, but decided against it. Her Norito was only for use against worthy foes. Yashima had debased herself by becoming shackled to that piece of shit. She was no worthy foe. Only a broken little bird that needed to be put down for her own sake. Drawing her fist back, she unleashed her second-most powerful attack, fist snapping forwards just as Yashima's hammer came swinging in to hit home.
"PULVERIZER!"
For a moment the twin attacks held, the massive hammer warring against Benistubasas's smaller fist. And for a long moment, neither yielded. Then it happened. Slowly but surely cracks scrawled across the hammer's visage-its mighty steel yielding, before the seemingly flimsy fist striving against it so. Yashima couldn't believe her eyes. Her Gravity Hammer-her penultimate attack-wasn't strong enough to win the day? Wasn't good enough? Just who was this girl?! How could she be so strong?!
"You're mine!"
Sensing her victory at hand, Benitsubasa gave a triumphant roar and swung upward with her other fist, shattering the hammer like glass; eviscerating it so completely that Yashima was left clutching little more than its broken shaft, her hands trembling as she gripped her once mighty weapon. The pinkette grinned at her, an anticapatory tingle shooting up the soles of her feet and into her fists. This was it. Her first win. She was going to knock the living daylights out of this girl, put her out of the misery of having such a miserable Ashikabi, and then Naruto-kun would praise her for it.
Benitsubasa got warm feelings just thinking about it.
"Game over, sweetie."
Her form moved in a blur, her body traveling so fast that no human would have any hope of seeing her. Yashima-even with her advanced eyes-barely saw her coming. Benitsubasa was little more than a flur, a flickering spectre of read and black screaming towards her with intent to kill. With her hammer shattered, she vainly tried to bring the shattered pole about and defend; but in doing so she only afforded her enemy an opportunity that she could easily exploited.
Yashima had trouble believing her eyes, because the Red Sekirei was suddenly standing atop the shattered shaft. Effortlessly alighting there like a master dancer, Benitsubasa smiled-or was it a sneer-those bright eyes narrow with the sweet satisfaction of victory. And then she was gone and Yashima felt the dreaded sensation of hand touching the back of her neck. Time seemed to slow, the movement dragging itself out to a crawl in her mind as the double digit realized what was about to happen to her. Oddly enough, she couldn't bring herself to feel fear. There was only relief.
"I'm sorry." she whispered, her eyes tearing up.
"I know." Beni muttered contritely, knuckling the back of her crest with a fist. She drew a deep breath and exhaled, her eyes still pulsating with the red light of her power.
"Shredder."
Yashima screamed as the concussive force shore into her skin, tearing through cloth and obliterating the tama lying beneath; no phsyical damage to her outwardly, while utterly obliterating her insides. It was brutal but brief, her world shrank to a pinpoint of brilliance and then she was gone, her crest destroyed before she'd even hit the floor.
"Rest in peace, sister." Benistubasa murmurred, waving her still smoking hand from side to side; that technique still took a lot of power out of her. Her serious moment was short-lived however.
"That's my girl!"
Beni squeaked as Naruto grabbed her from behind and gave her a bone-crushing hug. As bone-crushing as human hugging a Sekirei could accomplish. As it were his embrace registered as little more than a slightly odd sensation against her ribs. Delighed, she happily accepted the embrace, spinning around to nuzzle against her Ashikabi. She'd won! Granted she'd unintentionally used up a great deal of her power in doing so, but a win was a win. She allowed her eyes to drift shit in silent contentment, uncaring for Junichi's angry shout in the background; it wasn't as though that powerless monkey could do anything to her.
Perhaps that was why she missed the sudden flash of silver in her peripheals.
"You little shit!" Junichi roared, whipping out a knife. "I'm gonna-
Clang!
Whether the thuggish punk would've dared to do stab her or not would forever remain unknown-because a flung baseball bat swiftly soared out of nowhere to clobber him upside the head. Naruto was upon him in an instance; tackling the boy to the earth before his favored weapon so much as struck the ground. They grappled for but a moment before the blond got the upper hand, slamming his clenched knuckles repeatedly into the other youth's face in a dizzying frenzy as savage as it was violent; even Benitsubasa was taken aback by the suddenly brutality.
"Nobody! Touches! My! Girl!" each word came with a blow, until at last he raised a bandaged hand for the final time. "Now...clench your teeth!" The last thing the thug was a pair of brass knuckles hurtling downward in a decisive blur, the sensation of his jaw shattering. Then...
...nothingness.
Eyes blazing, Naruto picked himself off the boy's lifeless body and spat on his senseless face. That was when he realized something. Benitsubasa was looking at him. Indeeds, The Red Sekirei was openly gawping at her Ashikabi, her eyes slightly glazed. It was the same way he looked at ramen, just...hungrier somehow. Oddly enough, he rather liked it.
"Erm...Beni-chan? You're drooling."
"That," she gasped, "Was hot."
"Gee, thanks...
Then she saw the knife, sticking out of his leg. It seemed Junichi had gotten in a parting shot after all.
"You're bleeding!"
Naruto blinked, looking down at the limb, at the bloody stain spreading across his thigh. Why was the park spinning all of a sudden?
"Well...shit." his eyes rolled back into his head and the last thing he heard was his Sekirei's scream.
"NARUTO!"
A/N: Aaand there you have it! NarutoxBenitsubasa! Naruto is slightly different the norm that I write; primarily in the fact that this Naruto is normal. No super powers. No Sage Mode. Just some knowledge of hand to hand combat, enough from what you expect out of a mordern day version of him. Slightly stronger than the average Ashikabi, but, against a Sekirei? He'd get his ass beat in no time flat.
So, no, he won't be tossing around Rasengans left and right. Also, Benitsubasa is his ONLY Sekirei, so no harems here for once. Shocking, right?! Lol The focus was on almost entirely on him this chapter, although Beni stole the spotlight towards the ened. She's such a strange character; I can't help but enjoy any scene she's in, and wonder what she might've been like if she wasn't a dog of MBI and didn't have that grudge with Musubi. As we've seen, she's very devoted to her Ashikabi...
Next chapter we get right down to the nitty gritty! It'll be out soon, providing my health holds, so look forward to it ya know!
So...in the immortal words of Atlas...
...Review, Would You Kindly? And of course, enjoy the preview! Hopefully it will tide you over until later this week! Hilarity is about to ensue! MWAHAHAHA!
(Preview)
"I can't believe we got kicked out!"
"What did you expect?" Naruto offered a wry chuckle as he walked beside her, his hand in hers proving a steady source of warmth despite the lingering chill of winter. "After all, I did kinda kill that Junichi guy, and then the landlord went an' walked in on us while we were hav...hmm?" he slowed abruptly, the search for a new apartment coming to a dead halt. Benistubasa frowned, a thorn of worry pricking at her heart. Was his wound acting up again? Naruto had sworn up and down that he felt fine after leaving the hospital but that didn't mean he was back in fighting form. Thankfully, something only seemed to be interested in a sign.
"What's up?"
"That." he pointed.
The pair cocked their head aside, reading the plaque. "Accepting new tenants!" it read. And there, below it.
"Maison...Izumo?" The pinkette blinked. That name sounded oddly familiar.
"Wanna give it a try?"
Naruto shrugged. "It can't hurt. I mean, the worst they can do is turn us away.
Little did they know of the hell that awaited them within...!
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