Chapter Two: Super powerful humans? Big boobed women? Harems? Count me in!

We arrived at my apartment a half hour later. After quickly making sure that the landlord was nowhere to be found (which I was delighted to discover that he wasn't), we headed inside. My apartment wasn't too shabby, if I do say so myself. A bit run-down, but it's better than a cardboard box or something. A T.V sat on the ground next to the window in the main room; a few game systems were scattered around it, with the games being equally scattered around. I prefer western style beds, so I had one sitting in the middle of the room, just within reach of the controllers for the game systems. A laptop was plugged into the wall not too far from the game systems. My clothes were packed inside of a dresser that was close to my closet, which held a few boxes, as well as more clothes. I had to say I was proud of myself; despite the mess in the living room, everywhere else was kept clean (or as clean as possible). The kitchen had only a few dishes that needed washing; the bathroom was as close to being spotless as it could be. Offering the strange young woman that would change my life a chair that was folded against the wall, I sat down on my bed, facing towards her, and waited for her to start speaking. She seemed to hesitate for a few seconds more, before launching into her story.

A couple hours later, my mind was officially blown. I still couldn't believe it. What she had told me was that she was a Sekirei, aliens of sorts that were almost exactly like humans, except they had super powers (or that's what I got out of it anyway). She also explained that an Ashikabi was someone who could 'wing' a Sekirei, drawing out their true potential. In order to wing a Sekirei, you needed to kiss each other. Not only that, but you needed to kiss again to use this very powerful attack, also known as a Norito. She went on to explain how the president of M.B.I was doing this 'Sekirei Plan' for his own personal amusement, and how she was a 'discarded' Sekirei, and that she could no longer be winged. She also mentioned that she had had a previous Ashikabi who had discarded her to the side once she had failed a mission he had sent her on not even hours ago.

As I said, mind-blowing, no? But it helped me understand her situation. No wonder she was calling herself broken and such. So, I felt that I needed to ask the question.

"Are you sure you can't be winged? Isn't there some sort of loophole or something you could use?"

She shook her head sadly. "None that I know of, or that anyone does."

I frowned. That was unfair to her, it truly was. It was like buying a bag of candy, then getting told you can't eat any of it. Of course, if it were me, I'd eat the bag of candy anyway, but that's not the point here.

"Well…have you ever tried being winged?" I asked.

"…No…it's just that…you see, once a Sekirei is winged, this mark," she pointed to her forehead, "appears on the back of their neck, or around that area."

"But yours is on your forehead," I pointed out.

"Correct. That's proof enough that I cannot be winged." she said sadly.

"…You know, that's a pretty pessimistic attitude to take about it. You don't even know for sure that you can't be winged, simply because you haven't tried it. Who knows? It might actually work. Don't take things for granted like that." I said, finally getting somewhat pissy due to the unfairness of it all.

"…" She seemed shocked that I had said that, but then she smiled and said, "…You may be right. In that case…would you consider…being my Ashikabi?" she asked, shyly.

"Well, as troublesome as this whole 'Sekirei Plan' sounds, I already know too much. Even if I said no, I'd still feel the need to do something. That, and I don't like turning my back on my friends." She blushed slightly when I said that. "So, yes. I accept."

I was determined to wing her. Even if it took all night to do it, kissing her in an attempt to wing her, I'd do it. Besides, she made it sound like this Minaka guy would try to silence me or something if I knew about the Sekirei Plan and wasn't a part of it, so I might as well try. It was then that I realized something very important.

"Err…I almost forgot. We never introduced ourselves, did we?" I asked. She paused, then laughed sheepishly as she seemingly realized it too. "Sorry, I got caught up in the moment. My name is Akitsu, the Ice Sekirei. I don't have a number anymore, but my previous number was 07. And you are…?"

"Zach." And with that, I pulled her in and pressed my lips to hers. At first nothing happened. Akitsu pulled away, the sad look once again on her face. "I guess I really can't be winged…oh well. We tried, Zach. But I'll still be your Sek-" She never finished her sentence as I pulled her in for another kiss. And another. And another. After fifteen kisses, I was beginning to lose hope. But then I crushed any thoughts of giving up, and I brought her back in once again. This time, however, something different happened. For one thing, her tongue somehow ended up in my mouth. Now that didn't bother me much. It was the bright lights and the wings exploding out of her back is what interrupted the otherwise romantic/lustful moment. It seemed this was the winging process that Akitsu had spoke of. The lights soon faded, as did the wings, and Akitsu looked dumbfounded.

"Z-Zach…" she mumbled. "W-we did it…We did it Zach!" And she tackled me, hugging me and beginning to cry, which made things kinda awkward for a moment. After she calmed down (and I reminded her to keep her voice down), she smiled and whispered, "Thank you." I blushed, and looked away, embarrassed.

"It was nothing…" I murmured. Then, another realization hit me. "Say, do you have any place to stay?"

"No I don't…unfortunately." she replied.

"W-well…you can stay here for the night, if you'd like…I'll just need to keep you hidden from the landlord, seeing as how this is a single's apartment…" Now I was really embarrassed. Yeah, idiot, invite her to spend the night. Why don't you also ask her to sleep in the same bed as you, do weird things until the middle of the night, and then wake up in the morning with your head on her boobs. Yeah, like she'll really consider staying with-

"Well, I do have an obligation to stay with you now…and I also need to protect my Ashikabi…So, yes, I think I shall." She said, smiling with that smile I was beginning to like a lot.

…I don't know whether I should be happy or if I should cry. Ahem.

"Well, it's a little late to go buy a futon or something for you…so you can have the bed. I just need a pillow and a blanket, and I'll be set-" I said, before Akitsu cut me off.

"No. It is fine to share the bed." She said, firmly.

"Erm…are you sure? That bed isn't exactly the biggest, and I take up a lot of room…"

"It'll be fine." She insisted.

It was quite fine, actually. But not in the way she thought. I was up most of the night trying to keep myself under control. It didn't seem like she wore a bra, so her rather nice assets were pressing up against my chest all night.

I just hoped I didn't wake up with an embarrassing problem in the morning…