"Naruto" Normal Speech
"Naruto..." Thoughts
"Naruto!" Characters are shouting, Kurama speaking, Sekirei incantations.
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A/N: After quite a lot of requests to push the story into the Sekirei plan, here's the first chapter of the main story! Not a lot will be going on with Naruto, outside of regular family interactions with his Sekirei in this chapter.
Maison Izumo
Mid-afternoon
-One Year and Six Months Later-
After spending a year sleeping deeply in a coma caused by the ill-tempered rabbit goddess, Kohona's former hero awakened into a world that wasn't his own. With his memories still fragmented and having no valid purpose other than to exist. It's was up to the Sekirei that share his life to show him a new way to live, beyond what he can and can't remember, and instill into him the aspirations that once driven him during his time as a shinobi that made the Jinchuriki such a force to be reckoned with.
"Strength comes from protecting what is precious to us; without something precious, we're truly alone in the world."
"Precious… Precious?! I have nothing left that would be even considered that! Takehito was taken from me as everything else was... Imagine if you will Uzume. Everything that you labored to create, suddenly were to vanish without a trace? You no longer exist! My heart no longer beats the same as yours… I lost my innocents such a long time ago, such notions like everything will get better is nothing more than a dream..."
"Then you're allowing your pain to shut your feelings from everything! The world isn't that black and white Miya!"
"You couldn't ever understand the depths of my hurting heart…!"
"Don't I? I caused nothing but suffering to so many families that crossed Minaka! I did an untold amount of harm to ensure that someone I love will be saved from harm! You can't stroke the brush into the same red paint and expect it to be any different."
"And you believe the foolish human beliefs that time heals all wounds? ...It doesn't work like that. The wound remains, in time, the mind protects the sanity by covering them over, and the pain lessens to a degree, but it's never gone… You don't know anything about true suffering until you're staring at yourself in a mirror broken beyond comprehension with tears streaming down your face, as you beg and plead to yourself to hang on and remind strong. Thatis the definite of pain..."
"One of the many lessons my Ashikabi has taught me that anyone can overcome sorrow and suffering, you simply need someone to show you the way. I may not have be alive during the most difficult times of your life; it doesn't mean that I haven't forgotten the lessons you taught me about being a Sekirei… You told us so many times that we do things for the purity of love and even die for it. Isn't that what made us so special and different from others? To be driven by the goal of love and cherish the families we build with our wings?"
The voices become muffled and unintelligible with loud explosions and screams of people in panic.
Shaking his head a few times to break himself from the self-induced trance, Naruto brings his left hand onto the side of his face as he tries to ease the rush of feelings and emotions that came to him when his mind would bring up that day. A day he has no memory of, but somehow can recall with him hearing the arguments of Uzume and Miya, two people that had completely different views of what pain was.
Two people who also became his Sekirei, and were living under the same roof together with him. How they co-exist with each other without any hard feelings were beyond his understanding, although, he can't shake the feeling that he had encountered someone who was just like Miya, so full of pain that life had no more value; only the sense of devastation was left from such a harsh experience.
After collecting himself, he shifts in his sitting position upon the back steps that led into the large backyard of Maison Izumo. He continues to watch Miya and Uzume still deep within a spar as they continued to practice swordsmanship katas or a martial arts. As their attacks rang out loudly in the air when there blades would connect, or the sound of flesh hitting flesh if one of them were to score a punch or kick through the others guard.
"My name is Naruto Uzumaki, or that is the name my Sekirei call me. I'm eighteen years old living at a place called Maison Izumo, an old Inn on the outskirts near the farmlands of Japan. I... I have no memory that I can recall of my past, my wives have told me that I was in an unfortunate accident that left me in a coma for over a year, with me waking up only five months ago."
Fiddling with a wooden blunted knife that sat beside him with the way he would twirl it between his fingers, his blue eyes continue to lazily track the fast movements of his Sekirei still going at it. The power and energy he felt through the blows would quickly kill an average person; it was a good thing he wasn't considered normal, or he would feel nervous watching this spar, then the bidding excitement that filtered throughout his being that pushed him forward to join in the action.
"While I can't recall if I was married before my accident, Uzume, my first Sekirei, had told me that I was a particular case of her finding me when I was severely wounded, and near death. Just trying to think of anything beyond waking up in a hospital bed just draws a considerable blank within my head. Who was I before the accident? Was I just some high school student on his way to school? A homeless man? Some criminal? These are the thoughts that plague my mind at times with me unable to recall my past… Then, there is the fact I'm married to more than one woman. Something that Miya, my second Sekirei, has told me that I am what you called an 'Ashikabi,' an extraordinary person to an alien race of women that came from outer space. As crazy as it sounds, the feeling in my heart tells me that I haven't lost my mind or suffering from extreme brain damage. To anyone else, I would be labeled as a player, but as Miya told me, it's ubiquitous for Sekirei to build large families around one man."
The former shinobi could only sigh. The idea that he would more likely have a lot more women to join his bed and household was a bit intimidating, as Seo Kaoru, a friend of Miya's, once told him that trying to take care and keep one woman happy was hard enough. But to take care a small clan of women and kids, the older man didn't pity him one bit if he ended up adding more Sekirei to his growing family tree.
"After my awakening, I came to find that a weird game created by a man calling himself Minaka Hiroto was already in play; a hundred and six Sekirei was released all over Japan with each of them looking for their "Ashikabi.' As the rules of this game state, you had to fight until you were the last one left. The winner would be allowed to keep their Sekirei, even though Miya has told me that hostilities of this planet would make it impossible for a Sekirei flock to nest here. She has already talked about taking the Sekirei mothership and venturing elsewhere in the universe for another home..."
A lot of planning has been spoken between them during his time at Maison Izumo; he remembered how Uzume agreed that it would be for the best that they leave. As much as it would pain Miya, she knew that not every Sekirei was going to be able to grow and have a family with how hateful things would become in the future. Many of them wouldn't even come out alive during this fight that has been tearing up Japan, if some of them already didn't get killed, or captured by other factions or nations during the melees.
"Miya's putting a lot of trust into me, a person that has nothing, other than a name and a fragmented past. ...Can I be this Ashikabi that she holds in such high regard? Even though the very thought scares me, I still have this feeling deep in my heart that I know I am up to the task to be the husband they want me to be."
A loud clang brings him from his thoughts as he could see Uzume and Miya stand within a deadlock with the way their blades were pressed against each other. Getting up from his sitting position, the orange short sleeve shirt and black shorts wearing blonde made his way into the fenced in backyard. He could easily feel the competitiveness between both women, with the overall mood being tense and thick enough to cut with a knife.
"Oi, you two sure you aren't trying to terminate each other?" The young man calls out to them.
"Nah, Miya and I are just playing~." The white veil wearing Sekirei says with playfulness in her tone, disengaging from her opponent.
"Are you ready to continue with the session Naruto?" The Miko dressed woman questioned with her bringing her wooden bokken down to her side.
"Mhm!" He excitedly agrees with him bringing his wooden knife into a reverse grip, and sliding his legs and bending his knees.
"I'm ready for whoever wishes to spar with me!"
Both women look at each other before they share a grin and bring their attention back to him, the action causes the blonde to nearly slipping out of his ready stance.
"Uh… Ladies?" Naruto asks with unease creeping into his tone, giving them a look of growing nervousness.
Like a bell being rung that would signal the next round, both of them quickly and suddenly rush him, as the young man had to awkwardly dodge and weave between strikes that nearly came close a few times of splitting the front of his shorts wide open.
"Hey! I need that you know!" He yelped out in surprise of nearly losing his package with him blocking a few incoming swipes.
"Then you have to dodge quicker than that Naruto! You think any other Sekirei is going to care if they take your man card away.~" Uzume says with a tease with her bringing her veiled katana into a two-hand grip.
"Well, if you don't want to lose what makes you a male, move faster, I know you can handle this kind of situation!" Miya barks with more authority as she rushes forward with her spinning the wooden katana between her fingers in preparation to strike.
Dodging and parrying strikes with his wooden knife that seems to come all over the place, with both of Sekirei continue to push him in combat, while to anyone else watching this would be very extreme in the form of training. With no one would be very surprised to see the blonde get gutted like a trout, this kind of thing was what got Naruto's excitement to build; this is what makes his blood pump and gives him such a thrill for combat.
"I may have lost my memories, and I'm not sure if those same memories will return. If they ever return. But, I can say the tradeoff doesn't feel wrong though, I got a place to live and two lovely women that love me, while I'm not in any pain. Maybe, my past just has to remain buried until it decides I'm ready for the truth...?"
In a hollowed out hidden room within Maison Izumo, a perverse giggle could be heard, if you knew where to look. Matsu, the self-dubbed Sekirei of wisdom, watched the party continue to train together unaware of them being spied upon by her.
"Well, the blonde is some tasty eye candy...~" The glasses wearing Sekirei purred. "If only I could have some alone with Naru-tan..." Matsu sighed to herself, remembering last few attempts where she got chased away by Miya along with a heavy dose of the wooden paddle across her bum.
Crossing her arms, a small frown like pout forms on her face at the thought of just wanting to have friendly 'experimentation with the young man. Why Miya had to be still such a cock block was beyond her understanding.
Typing away at her keyboard an imprint of Maison Izumo appears on her screen.
"I know Naru-tan has a strong potential to be my Ashikabi, although, Professor Sahashi's kids are also within that same category. Too bad they'll so busy with school for me to see if I could get a stronger reaction from either of them, as I know Yukari would love to have an evening of girl on girl experimentation.~" The perverted Sekirei gushed with a bit of drool sliding out of the corner of her mouth at the thoughts.
Wiping her mouth on the sleeve of her pink colored dress, she pressing another black button on her keyboard, the large screen goes back to the backyard with Naruto giving Uzume an intense kiss on the lips that causes the girl to swoon. Before he turned his attention to Miya and repeated the action that causes the older Sekirei knees to buckle slightly.
"With a body like that, he's making a compelling argument..." Matsu says in a low tone quite huskily, biting her lower lip while a deep blush appeared on her face, her orange colored eyes drinking in his sweaty muscular body. "I Just need to get him alone to see how strong I'll react, if only number one weren't such a pain to allow nature to take its course, I would have already made my choice by now..." Her glasses take on an unknown shine, with her expression becoming more sly as she giggles to herself. "If Naruto is indeed my Ashikabi, then I'll get that experiment with him! Miya may beat me into a coma, at least I know I won't die a virgin!~"
Like the voyeuristic person she was, she continued to watch them spar; small excitable moans would utter from her lips at the way Naruto would slide his t-shirt off showing that muscular chest, that confident grin upon his face, or how his blue eyes twinkled in the sunlight while drenched in his own sweat.
"Oh… My… I don't know how long I can control myself… If he keeps doing that; I'll just have to find a way to nudge Miya out of the way. I am a lady of science, and science demands that I 'examine him thoroughly' and discover all his secrets…!"
Random Rooftop
Down Town Tokyo
Sekirei number three, Kazehana, was a woman that a lot of men wished they could be with and women wished they could be like in body and looks.
She was a slender woman around the height of 5'7" wearing a short purple Chinese dress that clung to her body, giving a generous view of her enormous breasts, slight curves, and some of her toned stomach. A matching pair of purple heels that helped to show off her long slender legs. Her long purple hair tied up with a single purple ribbon, which flowed gently in the breeze. The wind using Sekirei sat on a ledge with a single large bottle of saki in hand, taking a few small sips from the bottle now and then, watching cars come and go, and people go about their everyday business.
Raising her Saki bottle up like to toast someone, she says to herself in a dull tone.
"Here's to another day of bloodshed... And random acts of violence... As more of my people die for Minaka's fabricated lie." With Kazehana taking a big swig from her bottle of saki.
After getting her fill. She sits the bottle down next to her, as her mind starts to contemplate once again the madness that is the Sekirei-plan.
"Once upon a time, you were a good man Minaka. Where did things go so wrong, that you tossed away your dignity as a man, and become a fragment of your former self? Kazehana thought to herself as lingering emotions she once had for him shifted through her light brown eyes.
"One time I truly wanted you to wing me and become my Ashikabi, but you couldn't let it go, could you Minaka? You had to push for your precious 'Sekirei plan' even though your plan proposes self-extinction, is that you truly wanted. To see us die, to see me dead as well?" A downcast sulk overcomes her, as the wind softly ruffles her hair, like a mother trying to comfort a troubled child.
Before she could lift the Saki bottle up to take another draft, a loud bang rang out from nearby, as something went through the Saki bottle causing it to bust. The sudden sound of glass shattering brings Kazehana out of her innermost thoughts, as her instincts take over with her going on high alert.
"Good day, 03" The slight deep voice of a young man behind her greeted her with a false curtsy.
Turning around, Kazehana was greeted with the sight of a blonde haired man with his short blonde hair slicked back wearing a red tailored suit of a red jacket, a white buttoned up dress shirt, a black tie neatly tied around his neck, and long red slacks. Wearing black dress shoes and a pair of black leather finger-less fighting gloves on his hands, his green eyes that gleamed at her that spoke of ill intentions.
"What do you want little boy?" Kazehana questioned with disinterest as she tosses the top part of the broken bottle off the building.
Amebane smirks a little and says. "You know why I am here Kazehana. Master Higa has decreed that tonight is the night that you finally get your wings, and for him to be balls deep inside of you by the end of the evening." He finishes with a slight chuckle and a perverted leer.
With a slight sigh, as she knew it was just a feeble attempt to get into her head. She knew sooner or later some arrogant Ashikabi would set his sights on her, but it didn't mean she wasn't going to be outdone by a child trying to be a man.
"I hope it isn't you then... Considering you already have a man pumping you deeply in the ass already.~ 'I am a big girl... I want to be the only one that gets to play with the big boy toy.~'" Kazehana says in a teasing voice and brings her left hand up to her left eyelid and drops it down slightly as she sticks her tongue out.
Grunting slightly, Amebane's face slowly morphed into an angry scowl. He has heard all the jokes before; it only got worst when he found out that his Ashikabi was willing to play for both teams depending on the situation. To make it even worst in his mind, his Ashikabi has already been talking with him about giving him a 'promotion' for all the hard work he has done, something the young man did not want from the older man.
"Oohhh... you got jokes, do you?" The tailored dressed Sekirei slowly starts to say before getting interrupted by Kazehana.
"Hit it, Higa! One more time! Pump my brakes like a lust filled freak...!~" Kazehana says in a singsong like voice.
"You seriously think I'll let-" Amebane tries to speak again before getting cut off by Kazehana again.
"I'm just a bachelor, Looking for a partner~ Someone who knows how to ride, without falling off.~"
With his face slowly turning red from anger and embarrassment, he could hear the laughter from his other teammates through his earpiece. He grits his teeth together, the veins in his face slowly started to pop out.
"I will never let-" The short-haired man tried to speak, but Kazehana continued her song.
"Gotta be compatible, Takes me to my limits~ So boy when I break you off, I promise that you won't want to get off~."
Balling his hands into fists, Amebane's gunmetal Grey battle aura sparked to life around him as his rage was being pushed to the boiling point.
"You're just like that goth bitch! And her pink haired slut of a friend! Higa will never! Fu-" The fist type tried to defend himself as Kazehana continued her song.
"If you're horny, let's do it.~ Ride it, my pony.~ My saddle's waiting, come, and jump on it.~" With Kazehana blowing him a kiss and a wink at the end.
With a yell of pure rage, Amebane charges Kazehana. His patience and self-control were utterly gone with Kazehana's singing about him getting fucked in the ass.
"I don't care if Master Higa wants you! I'm going to fucking kill you, you bitch!"
With a slight jump, Amebane tries to pick up more momentum with his right fist raised back with the focused intention to wipe Kazehana from existence. As he brings his fist down onto were Kazehana was sitting, she just slides off the ledge and falls off the building as the attack missing its mark, causes a big explosion taking out the shelf and part of the siding of the building and tossing up dust and smoke into the air.
"Fucking bitch..." Number 13 grunts out as his temper were still at an all-time high.
"If you want to get nasty, baby.~ First, we'll show and tell, till I reach your ponytail.~"
Kazehana continues her little song while the smoke above clears, looking up, he could see Kazehana above him in the air with her hands together, with a compressed sphere of wind. A death sphere that was the size of a standard beach ball, which she shot forward like a bullet straight at him. Before he could dodge it, it expands then explodes into smaller orbs as they start to home in on him; thinking quickly, Amebane began to ducking for his life as each ball buzzes past him and blows up violently if it hits something.
"Lurk all over and through you baby.~ Until we reach this stream.~" Kazehana says behind him, with her left hand touching the back of his head. That causes a shocked look to flash through his face, with him trying to turn around quickly; before he could bring his fist back to attack. He was suddenly unable to move a muscle; his eye adjusts to finally notices a sphere of wind around him keeping him contained from moving an inch.
"You'll be on my Jockey team.~" She finishes her song with a gesture of her hand; the cocky young man was sent flying off the building into the streets below. A scream of rage left his lips all the way down before the sphere exploded after making contact with the ground below, kicking up asphalt and dust into the air and filling the area with smoke.
After a few moments of pushing broken asphalt and other debris off his body, he coughs a few times to get rid of the dust from his lungs. Number 13 could only glare with complete malice and hatred in his green eyes, veins in his face popping out again to show his frustration. He watches Kazehana look down on him from the broken building, as she slowly goes into a stretch and floats in a sitting position with her crossing her legs, an amused expression on her face, blowing him a kiss.
"Those guys better hurry up, and get into position! There is only so much I can take... before I just terminate her the first chance I get!"Amebane silently rages within his mind. He could only glare hatefully at Kazehana, with her having the high ground, there isn't a thing he could do to turn the tables at the moment. Without it leading to his termination or death at her hands.
Elsewhere
Hiyamakai Hospital
CEO Private Office
Higa Izumi, many would consider him an upstart opportunist. Taking the reins of Hiyamakai Enterprises and its many medical and other pharmaceutical ventures from his ailing father before his death, he was a very quick-witted and ruthless businessman; that he seeks to build his empire within the vastness of the world markets.
A man of above average height of 5'8, within his mid to late 20s, with dark brown eyes and short dark brown slightly spiky hair combed back in the professionalism of his station. He wore a well-tailored white suit of a white jacket with a buttoned-up Grey undershirt a black tie neatly fastened around the collar, white slacks, and a pair of well-polished black leather shoes, The everyday look of a man of high business class.
Going through the motions of signing paperwork, or firing those that don't produce the proper numbers he is looking for, Higa was a man that takes everything you got and gives very little in return. The loud buzzer of his intercom on his very desk brings him out of his daily grind of paperwork and mumbling curses under his breath, for those that try to ask for pointless things like a pay raise or a day off.
Pressing the red button, the CEO says in a gruff slightly agitated tone for being interrupted.
"It better be an important matter of business, or don't waste my time!"
A female voice replies.
"Your next client is here..."
Very well… Send him in."
Taking his finger off the button, he leans back into his chair, with him crossing his legs. After a few minutes pass, the door to his office opens with a ragtag looking man walks in, with torn and dirty clothes and long matted and greasy-hair of someone that may a well been sleeping in a dumpster. The homeless looking man takes a seat at one of the leather seats in front of Higa's large mahogany desk as the older man looked quite spooked.
"Well, you asked for me. What is it that you need to tell me?" The businessman questions his informant.
"Mr. Higa, I come to tell you about a monster that recently appeared!"The homeless man says with a building excitement.
"Monster? Pft, did you walk in on one of number four's bloodbaths…" He quickly dismisses as nonsense, since number four tends to leave a lot of bodies in her wake.
"No! It wasn't that weird girl in black; it was someone different… She had honey blonde colored hair and deep blue eyes, wearing a samurai breastplate with her right arm covered in metal. I could barely make out the long Chinese dress she wore underneath it from that darkened alley, outside of her open toe sandals.
Looking quite bored, Higa made a motion with his left hand of wanting the informant to speed up his reason for being here. So far, just sounded like any other Sekirei.
"Get to the point! I don't have all day to listen to you ramble about some random Sekirei..."
Y-Ye-Yes Mr. Higa!" The hobo says with humility, before clearing his throat. "She had large bone like wings!" This tidbit got a look of interest from the CEO, as so far. No Sekirei has shown any unique characteristic indeed, outside of having different skills.
"Bone like wings you say?" Higa asks in interest.
The poor man shakes his head up and down rapidly.
"I saw her gut men and women alike; I still have nightmares of them stuck like a pig on a split..."
"Anything else?"
"She can use them to fly, and she has shown abilities to be able to make more of herself."
Giving the old man a look of disbelief, before saying.
"Copies of herself?
"Yes! She just put her hands together and poof there was a huge group of her!" The old man says with him excitedly making a cross gesture with his hands.
A small pause passed through the room as Higa looks at the gutter rat in front of him, apart of him just wanted to scoff such a story and blame it on him wasting his money on Saki and women. But, something about hearing this winged Sekirei grabbed his interest. He still didn't have access to the MBI database, and when it comes to Minaka, he won't put it past him on doing experiments on these aliens.
"All right… Say that I believe you, and that is a big stretch. How will you be able to prove that such a girl exists? My employees have been combing all over the city for stray Sekirei, and I have yet to hear about such a person."
"If you can get anything that I can record with, I'll be more than happy to bring back proof!"
Giving the old hobo a hard stare that told he wouldn't just hand something over without reason.
"And if I was to give you such an item, how do I know it won't be filled with the wrong kind of material..."
Waving his dirty hands in front of him, he says with confidence that he wouldn't do such a thing.
"You can trust me, Mr. Higa! Why would I record, when my usual spot behind the local strip club gives me enough naked women to stare at~." With him drooling a little on that statement.
(Deep Sigh)
"Fine, I'll have one of my men deliver it to you tomorrow."
"You won't regret this Mr. Higa, I promise!"
"Now, if there is nothing else for you to speak to me about, I would kindly ask you to leave and maybe consider a shower the next time you visit..."
Giving the business tycoon a rapid nod and a bow, the older man quickly stands from his seat and immediately makes his way to the door, before opening and closing it behind him.
Turning his chair around, he gazes out of the large windows of his private office as he stares out into the now slowly setting sun.
"An unknown Sekirei that has unusual powers." The man mused. "While that old drunk is as crackpot as the rest of some of my informants, he still delivers good information. I won't toss out his story just yet until he can prove to me that such a Sekirei even exists…"
His eyes narrow, as his brown eyes, peer into the distant staring at Tetio tower.
"I won't put it past you Minaka, you were already willing to unleash a horde of aliens from outer space, you let loose some monster is right up your alley. You crazed buffoon..." Higa mumbles to himself as he continues to gaze out into the horizon as the sun started to dip from the sky slowly.
Back with Naruto
After spending most of the morning and afternoon training with his Sekirei, they decided to take a break for the day with the three of them relax within the warm waters of the Maison bathhouse. Leaning against the large tub as the waters slowly ease the tension from his joints, Naruto sighed a content sigh with how relaxed he was feeling as he could feel one of his Sekirei pour a bucket of warm water over his head, with both of them taking a seat either side of him.
"Feels good to relax after a long day of training!" The young man says with a fist pump.
"You're progressing quite well my Ashikabi," Uzume says with her poking his forehead with two of her fingers. "Just don't let it get to your head just yet~."
"I have to agree with number 10, such remarkable progress, you even starting to counter some our attacks just by muscle memory alone." The purple haired woman appraised him.
"Heh heh, what can I say, I'm awesome!" Naruto tooting his own horn a little.
An amused giggle was shared between the two ladies before Miya decided to burst his bubble before it inflated to legendary levels.
"Awesome only counts when you can beat one of us in a serious spar. As of right now, you haven't quite been able to do that."
As quickly as his pride swelled, it deflated with that jab.
"Hey… I try very hard you know..." Naruto says with his ego deflating as he crosses his arms against his chest and goes into a pout.
A random splash of water hitting him in the face causes him to stumble a little as he coughs and pats his chest a little from the random rush. Turning to his right, he sees Uzume staring back at him with that cat ate the canary-like smile.
"Hey-" He ends up getting cut off with another splash volley.
Shaking his head left to get the water out of his eyes rapidly, he glares playfully at the brunette.
"Oh.. going to be like that huh."
"Don't even know what you are talking about~."
"Let's see how you handle this!" Naruto exclaims with him bringing his muscular arm back to give her one in return before he was blindsided by water coming from his left, that caused him to blink owlishly before his eyes narrowed playfully.
"You too Miya!?"
(Giggle)
"Don't even know what you are talking about..."
Before he could counter-attack, they suddenly start pushing large amounts of water at the young man as he was once again assaulted by water and giggles of his flock mates.
"Hey!-" He tries to speak between getting dunked on. "Double teaming is illegal!"
"You certainly don't mind that when we do other activities..." Miya utters quite coy about the statement.
"Those activities are normally fun for everyone! Not just me getting molested by bath water!" The blonde protested with the way he covered up his face.
"Just means you have to figure out to fight back huh Naruto~," Uzume says with her playfully ribbing her Ashikabi, reminding him what she said earlier about other ways of fighting back.
It didn't take long before water was thrown about as each of them enjoyed the water fight. As the flock of Naruto Uzumaki continued with their daily routine of finding ways to amuse themselves during their downtime. After a bit of roughhousing with Naruto taking the offensive and giving each of them a quick dunk under the warm water, they settle down and help each other bathe with soap and shampoo was lathered up upon their bodies.
"Hey Miya," Naruto asks, starting up another conversation, while he rubs his fingertips through the shampoo into his hair. "I have been meaning to ask you something for quite a while."
"What is it my husband?" She replied with a look of interest on her face.
"Who's Takehito?" He asks simply.
An awkward pause filter between them suddenly with Miya giving him an unreadable expression, while she was winged and now considered married; she still had a rough time talking about, or bringing up the person who she spent twenty years of her life with, considering the unknown circumstances which he mysteriously died under."
"Miya?" Naruto asks in concern with him feeling mix emotions through the bond.
"Takehito..." She began to say, with her biting her lower lip trying to find the right words to say about her former husband.
"He was a close friend… That I lived with during my awakening."
"A friend?" He tilts his head to the side a little.
"Mhm… He helped me out when it came to adapting to the lifestyle of this planet and was once an adjuster to the little feathers during their younger years."
"Were you two close Miya?" Naruto prods lightly with him pushing the conversion, his own curiously peaking.
No reply from the older woman as she fiddles with her fingers uncomfortably.
"He's still a sore subject for all of us Naruto," Uzume cutting in, getting a look of relief from Miya. "He was like family to some of us, professional, but at times very kind." She looks down at the water in somberness. "His death hurt a lot of us when none of us knows how he died, only Minaka knows with him being the last person around him before he went missing..."
Looking back at Naruto, Uzume could see a look that almost seemed like he felt guilty, like he may have come between them and broke up a close relationship.
"No Naruto you didn't become a third wheel or anything, Miya loves you greatly, and that won't change. You were the person that helped to bring her back from her inner misery."
"Than those visions, I seen lately in my dreams were around the time Takehito went missing?" Naruto mused out loud, with him dumping another bucket of water onto his head to rinse the shampoo out.
That tidbit of information caused both women to give him a look of surprise as they hoped that unfortunate situation would have stayed between the three of them if you counted Kurama.
Thinking for a moment, Uzume puts on a smile and leans into his side.
"Miya will tell you the entire story when she feels she can. Just like me, Takehito isn't an easy subject to talk about."
Looking at Miya for a moment, Naruto wraps his left arm around the waist of the Sekirei queen, as she starts to scoot closer to him and lays her head against his shoulder, with Naruto gently strokes her back in a gesture of fondness and comfort. While they made small talk about training and other plans for tomorrow, voices of the past caress his senses with his vision zoning out as he was once again brought back to a place in time that causes a lot of emotional hardship to his Sekirei, with their voices once again in conflict.
"Why do you continue to bar my path number 10?! That scum isn't worth your life to protect! He threw away Takehito's life like it meant nothing to him! Why do you continue to persist in trying to fight me."
"Why do you still think I'm trying to save him?! My Ashikabi is still in danger of you tearing this building down! I'm trying to get you to see reason Miya, but you're still unable to see past your pain that I am just trying to keep my loved one safe..."
"If you keep becoming such a hindrance to me, I won't hesitate of ending your life…! I may be charged with protecting you once an upon a time by our people, It doesn't mean those protections will stay my blade from your crest..."
"You wouldn't be the Miya we all love and know, without being a complete pain in the ass~."
Back with Kazahana
The sounds of explosions rang out everywhere, angry shouts of people echoed throughout the sector of the city. Buildings crumbled and the panicked shrieks of those trying to flee the fighting filled the air.
"I can't believe this! She isn't even trying, number three has been kicking our asses, and she's already terminated four of us!"Amebane thought to himself in disbelief as the situation has soured dramatically.
With an angry grunt, he was ready to explode with the amount of frustration in the losing situation he was in, with him watching from afar the remaining members of his team try to fight number 3. Everything they thought up failed. Plans they put together in advance to outmaneuver her failed. Kazehana kept pace and quickly made them all look like idiots with the smallest of efforts, and it was pissing him off more than anything.
One more explosion rocked the city streets as the pained cries of his teammates brought his attention back to the situation at hand. Before he could once again jump into the fray, he felt himself unable to move with the well-dressed Sekirei starting to feel a lot of pressure around his chest and head, his ability to breath slowly halting.
"Wh.. what is this?" Number 13 questioned trying to move.
"An interrogation little boy.~" Kazehana says as she floats down in front of him. "Now you will tell me what your master is planning..." Seriousness laced heavy in her tone.
"Fu..Fuck. Yo..u.." Amebane croaks out with some difficulty.
"The move I am using on you will force every bit of air out of your lungs... As it will also act as a barrier preventing you from breathing any in. Unless you want to hear your ribs snap under pressure and die a slow death of oxygen deprivation, I suggest that you drop the tough guy act and tell me what I want to know. I killed many people long before you were even a thought, and I continued to do so during my time on this planet. Adding your face to a long list of nameless faces that see me at night isn't going to bother me, nor will I lose any sleep over it. You would be another victim of your stupidity..." Kazehana utters with no emotion in her words.
Trying to struggle and flare his energy to break free, Amebane attempted to kick the air in desperation. Kazehana kept him easily bound as she applied more pressure, with him felting an enormous amount of weight pushing down on his chest.
Coughing and choking as raspy like sounds was all he could say.
"You got five minutes before the pressure either pops or crushes your lungs, or you slowly gag to death from the lack of air. I will ask you again... What does Higa have planned?"
Continuing to cough and gag for air as the slight cracking sounds of his ribs being squeezed. His diaphragm was pushed in forcefully in as his instincts screamed at him to surrender and prolong his life to escape.
"O..oo..kk..! Ok! I give up number three! I'll tell you what you want to know... But I won't be able to if you bust my insides like a balloon!" Amebane gasps out in desperation.
Kazehana's light brown eyes glow slightly as she loosens her grip on him, but still keeps him firmly bound from moving.
"Then talk. I don't have all day." Kazehana says with placing her hand on her hip as she waits for the young Sekirei to spill his guts finally.
"Higa wanted us to fight you and deal enough damage to force you to run to a charted path forty-five miles northwest from here. There we would swarm you and deal enough damage to render you unable to protect yourself from being winged by him..." Amebane explains while taking a few big gulps of air.
"How do I know you are even telling the truth? How do I know this isn't lipped service to stop me from making you puke up your internal organs in the most painful of ways...?" Kazehana's tone becomes rougher as her light brown eyes take on a more emotionless gleam.
"I..I... I Swear to you on my crest that what I told you is the truth!" The blonde Sekirei exclaims in pure fear of his life giving her an extensive eyed look.
After a long pause passed between them, with Kazehana continuing to stare at him in a way as if judging if his words were exact; she breaks the silence with her judgment, with her nodding slightly.
"I will believe you this time little boy. But it does not mean you are off the hook though..." A smile slowly starts to form on Kazehana's lips.
"Wha... What are you going to do?!" He nearly screamed in fear.
"Oh nothing, Just making sure to tuck you in and say goodnight...~," The wind user says with her giving him a wink.
Before Amebane could ask what she meant about good night, he felt a lot of pressure on his head and spine, before he suddenly felt his head jerk back forcefully. His eye rolls back into his skull, and he hits the ground unconscious. As he joins the few surviving members of his crew into the realm of unconsciousness.
Taking a deep breath and slowly letting it out as a sigh.
"I'm going to have to speed up my search for my Ashikabi; I won't let such men think they can beat me down and shackle me," The wind mistress mused to herself. "I always envisioned that I would be swept fall my feet, and into a pleasurable honeymoon.~" She giggled to herself, as her body started to glow with a greenish white energy; with her beginning to rise from the ground, into the air. With a small burst, she flies off into the growing evening, to look for other ventures of fun or to seduce the latest bar hop for a bottle of Saki.
Maison Izumo Kitchen
Early Evening
"Naruto, could you give me a hand with getting some of these pans ready for dinner?"
"Sure thing Miya! Where do you need me to start at?"
"Fill a few of pots with water and set it on the stove, while Uzume and I will start prepping the meat. If you can peel some carrots and potatoes that would cut our workload down a great deal, as we won't have to keep jumping back and forth between things."
"You got it!"
After a time of unwinding, and quickly drying and getting dressed, the leading ladies of Maison Izumo start to busy themselves in the large kitchen of the inn, as the evening begins to approach, the sounds of slicing and dicing fills the air with the aroma of spices and other delicious treats in the early stages of being prepared. Humming a small tune to himself, Naruto sets to complete the minor tasks to help ease the burdens of the culinary arts, with him assisting the best way he can. After filling some pots up with hot water and setting them on the large gas stove, he turns on the gas and lights it with a match that is usually kept in a small drawer near the stove.
After that was finished, he walks over to the refrigerator and opens the door, and pulls out a few bags of carrots and a large sack of potatoes from the crisper on the bottom shelf with him lugging it over to the sink to begin washing them, before he could peel them. Reaching into a drawer beside the sink, he fiddles with the contents inside until he finds your standard everyday peeler as he begins his work, each peeled item would be placed onto a cutting board, which Uzume would start slicing up to pour into one of the many pots that were waiting on the stove.
After working some time with his thoughts to occupy his mind, he decides to ask what his other Sekirei felt about him winging more than just what he had.
"Uzume, what do you truly feel about me winging anymore Sekirei?" Naruto asks, while still keeping a focus on his work. "If you or Miya don't wish for me to do so, I am quite happy just to have you both."
After chopping up a slab of meat into chunks, she grabs another one recently prepared by Miya and continues to slice through it like a skilled surgeon. The white house robe wearing brunette glances at the orange tank top, and black sweat pant wearing blonde for a moment, before dumping the meat into a large circular skillet.
"Truthfully, I don't mind if we gain a few more family member," Uzume says while grabbing a spice bottle and gives a few fish that were just filleted a pinch of salt. "We still need to restock the ship with supplies, so that would mean that we would have to pool in everything we can earn to be able to leave safely. If we can get a few of the elemental using Sekirei, that would be a huge help to our cause." She says with her passing Miya a tray of seasoned salmon.
"I do appreciate that you are willing to just have us as your Sekirei, but I hope you won't turn away a young feather if she is indeed having a natural reaction to you..." The Miko dressed woman remarks with her adding onto it what Uzume has said.
"It just feels odd that I'm pretty much building a family of just girls," Naruto says as Uzume playfully cuts him off.
"Just girls?" She slyly comments with a growing grin. "I hope you aren't saying you might swing the other way; you do remember that our genders change depending on your sexual orientation, you don't want to wake up in the morning next to a group of horny men do you?~."
An uncomfortable shutter goes up and down his spine with his face going into a sickly green coloration. Just the thought of his Sekirei suddenly becoming men and them want him to spoon them, nearly caused his stomach to lurch whatever he had for lunch earlier in the day.
"Uhh… You're so wrong for that Uzume… And I didn't mean it like that!" Naruto glared at her with a twitch of his brow. "I didn't want either you two feel like I was some player trying to use the situation and your peoples need for an Ashikabi." He says with sincerity.
"We know Naruto, and you're like a huge teddy bear of a man! Which is why tomorrow, we're taking a trip into town and see what luck we have with a reaction." Uzume says with fondness as she suggests they start hunting for the un-winged.
Bringing her right hand up and thumbs it at Miya's direction.
"With Miya's help, she can easily track down any un-winged Sekirei on the entire continent," Uzume smirks a little. "A huge perk for having the Sekirei pillar on your team, it would cut down the time of us just having to scout with our eyes, or getting lucky and running into one."
"She can do that?" Naruto asks quite surprised.
"My station as pillar means that every single Sekirei is connected to me on the spiritual level, there is not a place on this world I would not know where he or she went, or currently staying at." Miya confirming Uzume's statement.
(Surprised Whistle)
"That's quite an ability… For curiosity sake, how many Sekirei are currently un-winged?"
Miya closes her eyes for a moment, before opening them.
"Seventy-five, with four feathers I can detect that may have a strong possibility of reacting to you. With one of those possibilities, I'm surprised she could even react..." Miya trails off a little at the last part.
With his brows raising slightly, the young man could only marvel at the fact Miya could say that with not one ounce of uncertainty in her tone. As he finishes up the last batch of vegetables, he gathers up all the peels and starts to dump them into a trash can that stood next to him.
"Got the vegetables done, need my assistance on anything else?" The blond Ashikabi once again offering his help.
Tapping her chin for a moment, Uzume shakes her head no, while Miya grunts out a soft no as well with her concentrating on the filled contents of a large wok on the stove.
"Go ahead and take it easy Naruto, we can handle the rest; it's mostly us waiting around and checking on the food. Since it's just us tonight, we will bring it to our room once finished." Uzume says with her dismissing him of his duties.
With his dismissal, the young man gives her a salute; while grabbing the white flexible plastic bag from the can and walks it to the back porch to throw away into the curbside trash bin that sat in the back of the inn.
Undisclosed Location
While many Sekirei and Ashikabi continue to murder each other across the country, The CEO of MBI sat within a dimly darkened room; at a large desk with an open screened laptop facing him. He types away at the keyboard to get a better view at the video feed of the ringside brawl that his masterpiece was in the middle of, with a colorful light show of attacks firing at all directions. His grin was never wavering with the amount of pride he felt for what he molded with his own hands and mind.
Sekirei of different numbers was outnumbering his creation 5 to 1, and yet they couldn't even put a scratch on her. The way he saw his creation dance and weave through attacks, like they were nothing, taking attacking that would have hurt a single digit or at least put one down if caught off guard, yet he saw the jewel of his genius take everything and not even flinch. It didn't take long for his sovereign to slaughter them all; some tried to run, with those that couldn't get away plead for their lives. Only to be ripped apart by the massive bone like wings connected to her back, or her using a mysterious swirling orb that would grind some into a fleshy mess. That would splatter their remains all over the place.
To Minaka, he didn't care one bit about seeing the Sekirei die, or others that tried to pick a fight. The orders he gave his creation was simple, ensure that no Sekirei or Ashikabi lives; outside his family, this was just a playground to test the strength of his newly minted weapon until she grew strong enough to challenge Miya and wipe out the Sekirei for good, giving him complete control of the Jinki.
(Madding Cackle)
"Marvelous...! Simply marvelous!" Minaka cooed with excitement his grin never faltering while leaning his elbows on the desk with him resting his chin on his knuckles.
Pushing another button the camera feed changes as he watches his monster move onto the group of Ashikabi of the now dead Sekirei. The look of fear and terror on the doomed men and women just made his day, with the way they to tried to run; to only be struck down in a blink of an eye in brutal fashion, their screams echoing into the night.
"Well...It looks like the party is over for now..." The white hair man sulks with a pout.
Bringing his left hand up to an earpiece within his left ear, he presses on it to contact his beast, and let her know that it was time to come home for the evening.
"Shukensha, this is daddy calling~ It's time to be a good girl and come home. With tonight's hunt concluded, you deserve a shower and a snack~!" The man says quite convivial and playful, despite the fact he watched something that would make a slasher film look like a G rated movie.
The young woman in question turns her head slightly and stares up at him, a deep blue glowing eye void of all emotion piercing the video feed. Her outfit still covered head to toe in blood and gore.
"Heading home..." Her voice monotoned, as she spreads her wings while bending her knees and jumps into the air and flies off into the growing night.
Typing a few keys on his laptop, a graph appears with the latest kill count.
"She's already killed fifteen Sekirei and ten Ashikabi, those that escaped got snatched up by the prowling agents snooping around the airports." Minaka mused with a small chuckle.
With a click of the mouse, another graph appears, telling him those that are still within the Sekirei plan.
"Ooo...! Minato recently joined, with him winging number fifty-four!" The man says quite gleefully; he was hoping one of his children would join, to see which one of his children was going to rise up and adequately take their place in the new world that was still just a dream in his eye.
Looking through the list, he just mumbles names and people until he saw the face of that blonde youth that still was becoming problematic even though he hasn't seen that young man yet on the field of battle. His dark brown eyes narrow, a frown forms on his face.
"Something is going on; I can't place my finger on it again. Shukensha acts very strangely every time I bring that boy's name up. The way she stares at his photo the few times I had it up on my computer is unsettling..."
Shaking his head a little to put the young man on the back burner of his thoughts, his trademark smirk returns with him grabbing his cell phone from his coat pocket.
"With my little girl going out and having a night on the town every night, it'll once again cause the game to slow to a crawl. Time to place something tasty in the trap to get the players contending again!"The game master says with a grin. "Now which little bird is going to rattle the cage enough to entice a predator..." Minaka mumbles with him going through the database.
After typing a long line of text, he hits send as he slips his flip phone back into his coat pocket.
Leaning back in his chair, he places his feet on his decks and crosses them. An amused grin still on his features as he tilts his elbows onto the armrests of the chair.
"Heh... Can't help but see the Ironic irony of the situation Takehito… You spent twenty-one years of your life trying to make one of those birds react, even going as far as breaking the trust she put into you with the creation of our little girl~. To be killed like any other person."
Turning his left slightly, the glasses-wearing man stares at an old faded somewhat photo of them during their college days that sat on his desk.
"How does it feel Takehito, you pushed so far and came short… Another man gets to partake in the hanging fruit from Miya's baring tree. You married her, and she still refused to sleep with you, you tried to understand, and she still kept you at a distance. You pushed the boundaries of science with your frustrations of wanting to be her Ashikabi, and she gets winged quite easily by someone else..."
(Amused Chuckle)
"Even when she told you that maybe the relationship you had with her was the best it could be, you still refused to accept that. You wanted your cake and to eat it too and in the end. It brought you only your doom, with another man gets to become her 'pillar' whenever he wants to~."
A sudden crack appears on the picture frame that only made the glass wearing man grin deepen, as his trademark cackle echoed throughout the darkened room.
"Don't be such a sore loser Takehito, at least you taught her everything there is to be a proper earthling wife, just too bad you never got the chance to be the first one to break her in and 'teach her.'"
With the evening carrying on, the crazed CEO of MBI awaits his creation to return to him, his magus opus, the very essence of his creative genius continues to weed out the weak and slaughter the foolhardy, his twisted game of gods continues. While the world salivates with the very thoughts of the many technological wonders of the Sekirei, and the Sekirei themselves. The day was slowly coming when the world will be introduced to a being that would set the world aflame, but not for the reasons that Minaka envisions within his mind's eye. The exact nature of his beast still profoundly hidden from his prying eyes, and even him, a man of ambition will fall to the wayside like so many others, to the unbridled fury of a real monster's retribution to the world that wronged the man she would consider her 'true' father later on.
AND CUT!
This chapter took a bit of time, had so many ideas on how it could of gone, that I easily wrote this chapter about nine times with each one vastly different from each other. Starting to use a few new things some suggested to help keep my focus as to not continually posting new stories, I hope to increase update time in the near future with my muse not all over the place with ideas.
As for the flock, that is still up in the air, as I'm trying to bring in more of Naruto's natural attributes when it comes to winging of the other girls. Those that may have more use and utility will be considered much more, than, how that Sekirei may look with overall appearance. So Sekirei like Kazehana, Yahan, Saki, and Kusano, are pretty high on the consider list at the moment, while not as used Sekirei like Oriha, Haihane, Taki, and Kuno are still gathering interest with some of the PM's and reviews I gotten so far about them.
Surprising, a lot of feedback from a lot of people are not in favor of Musubi, with many suggesting either Yume, Benitsubasa, Katsuragi, or Narashino as possible fist type for Naruto's team. And already some suggested a gender-bend Shiina for the death based powers that would go with the Uzumaki still being partnered with the god of death.
A lot of choices, and a lot of story to cover. If you feel a certain Sekirei isn't getting much love or light within the fandom, then just shoot me a PM with your reasons why this particular bird should be bumped up into the consideration list I got written down. If you give me a solid enough reason, than I could have something to work with to put that Sekirei into better use, outside of sex appeal or to be a background girl to mark off a list.
Review and let me know this went.
As always, I'll see everyone in the next chapter!
