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Madara's Harem: Kirino Kousaka, Manami Tamura, Ruri Gokou (Kuroneko), Ayase Aragaki, Saori Makishima. And I will also add Kanako Kurusu to the Harem.
Author Note: God like Madara and MadaraXharem
Author Note 2: I would've posted this earlier but I've been busy with school, work and checking over the chapter to make sure everything was right.
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Chapter 4: What a Brother Does
Madara yawned loudly as he stood by a park bench waiting for Manami to arrive. It was Sunday morning and the time of their agreed date. Madara was wearing black jeans that were baggy at the ends. He wore a black muscle shirt that had fishnet like sleeves. Around his waist was a dark red belt with an item pouch at the back. Hanging from his shoulders was his usually Akatsuki cloak. Earlier that morning, he had received a text message from Saori, a number of pictures of her, Kirino and Kuroneko in Akihabara. Kirino was smiling and laughing in each picture it seemed she was having fun.
He ran his fingers through his slick black hair as he spotted a figure running towards him. Manami was running to him wearing light grey pants, with a light pink shirt that reached just past her hips and a light purple jacket. Madara looked at her as she stopped in front of him huffing and puffing.
Madara chuckled softly and as she caught her breathe. He glanced down at her as she looked up with a smile, a small blush upon her cheeks. Madara placed a hand upon her head.
"Come on Manami lets gets something to eat. My treat whatever you want" said Madara as he held out his arm to her. He retained all the teachings of his clan and one was to be a respectful gentleman when courting a young lady on a date. Manami smiled and latched onto his arm. With that Madara took the lead heading into town with Manami hanging off him.
The two walked around town for a while, until Manami picked a small bakery for them to eat at. Opening the door Madara held it open for her as she walked in first with a smile. Madara sighed as he followed in and walked up the counter. He reached behind his coat and summoned his wallet, as Manami ordered. Manami had decided to order five cinnamon buns and an orange soda. Madara merely bought a pepsi and an apple turnover. After paying for their orders the two walked outside and back towards the park to eat. Madara sat beside Manami as they took their seats and ate in silence.
Madara glanced at Manami from the corner of his eyes. He held back a chuckle as on the corner of her lip was a bit of cinnamon and sugar. Madara leaned in making her blush and licked it off the corner of her lips. Manami froze her entire face going as red as a tomato at Madara's actions. Manami looked away blushing up a storm. Madara chuckled at her actions. He gently cupped her chin turning her face so he could look at her. He leaned in slowly his face inches from hers,
"You're cute when you blush Ma-na-mi-chan" said Madara as he drew out her name. He leaned in closer and placed his lips against her soft pink ones. Manami's eyes widened in shock before she slowly closed them. Soon she began to kiss Madara back. Madara slowly broke the kiss after a few moments. Manami took a sharp breath her face completely red. She looked down unable to say a word. Madara gave a short smile at her actions unseen by her.
Madara slowly got to his feet and glanced back at Manami, "Come on i'll take you home alright Manami-chan?" said Madara's as his eyes softened slightly. Manami gulped and slowly got to her feet her legs shaking as she grabbed her soda. As she took a step forward her legs gave out and she fell. Madara took a step forward to catch Manami; her drink flew through the air pouring all over Madara, soaking him from head to toe in orange soda as he caught her. Madara helped Manami to her feet only for her to gasp.
"A...A g...g...g...gomen...M...M...Madara-k...k...kun" stuttered out Manami as she stared at Madara's soaked form. Madara merely smiled at her.
"Don't worry about it" said Madara as he gently picked her up bridal style and started to head back to Manami's house, "Just relax i'll carry you back okay." Manami nodded her head afraid to use her voice as she blushed even darker, if that was even possible. She snuggled against Madara's chest and smiled. Madara glanced at her, as she slowly dozed off in his arms. Sighing Madara just continued walking along Manami's house coming into view. Gently knocking on the door, her grandmother opened it for him. He bowed his head to her and carried Manami up to her room and gently laid her down on her futon and pulled the covers over. He kissed her on the forehead and left.
As he headed home he found most of the house lights were off for some reason. He raised an eyebrow as he slowly opened the door. It was quiet to quiet. He walked to the living room and opened the door. There sitting at the coffee table was Daisuke and Kirino. Kirino was looking down and Daisuke was glaring at her. There on the table was the very same DVD; Madara came across the day Kirino decided to tell him her secret. Madara moved into the hallway where Yoshino was to whom he asked what had happened.
"I didn't see exactly what happened, but apparently she bumped into dad when she came back and dropped that DVD. And inside it was...what do you call it? Something very indecent, and dad caught a glimpse of it" explained Yoshino as she rubbed her right arm with her left looking away from Madara. Madara sighed in grave annoyance this just had to happen.
"You don't look surprised...did you...know?" said Yoshino as she looked up at her son. Madara turned his head towards the living room.
"Yeah I knew" answered Madara as he folded his arms over. Yoshino sighed and folded her arms over.
"Why on earth would she have that?" wondered Yoshino as she took a few steps forward, "It's been a long time since I saw dad so angry...who knows what'll come of this." Suddenly a noise was heard before the door to the living room was swung open and Kirino came running out. She quickly changed her shoes and went running out the door. Madara cursed his luck and quickly went after her. Madara threw the door open and ran out looking down the streets he saw Kirino heading towards town at least two blocks down from the house. Madara cursed again and quickly ran after her.
By the time he had even reached town he had completely lost sight of her. He cursed a third time and looked around "Kirino where are you..." he mumbled as he searched the streets for his sister. He went to active his sharingan only to hear a familiar voice.
"Damn! Damn! Damn!" screamed an angry voice that Madara recognised as Kirino's. Madara turned to the source being from an arcade. Sighing he quickly headed in only to find Kirino unleashing all her anger on a game banging loudly on a drum all the while cursing.
"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" she screamed her hair flying about as she continued to bang the drum to release her anger. Madara walked up behind her and gently hit her on the back of her head with a karate chop.
"You're the stupid one" said Madara calmly. Instantly Kirino turned around to strike him. He stood still as the drum stick struck him on the nose just below the eyes. He stood still as the stick broke in half the upper half being sent flying across the arcade. Madara stood their calmly as he stared down at his sister. Kirino looked up at, Madara what seemed to be tears wanting to fall from her eyes. She was trying so hard to hold them back, and their place Kirino was releasing her anger.
Madara sighed and gently grabbed her hand and pulled her in. His arm wrapped around her shoulders as he walked away from the arcade with her. He took her to a cafe and gently sat her down and ordered a piece of chocolate cake for his younger sister He sat opposite his sister as she looked at her feet her hands scrunched up into tight little fists on her knees.
"So what did 'dad' say to you?" asked Madara as he stared her straight in the eye. Kirino gritted her teeth as tears began to spill.
Flashback
Daisuke sat opposite his daughter his arms on the arm rests of his chair. Upon his hard bitten features was a disapproving scowl.
"I have no complaints about your make up, flashy clothes, or bags. You worked and paid for them yourself. But this is different!" said Daisuke as he placed a finger on the DVD in front of him, "Even the news says that this is a bad influence on children. Of course, I take it with a grain of salt, but they label people who do these things as this age 'Otaku'. It can't possibly have any good influence. If you intend to indulge yourself in such a worthless hobby, I must correct that before you go completely astray!"
Daisuke sat back on his chair and took a sip of his sake, his hard bitten glare bearing down upon Kirino.
End Flashback
Kirino tightened her fists tears streaming down her face.
"He called them worthless. My favourite anime and games and the meet up I went to today...All of it! All of it!" screamed Kirino as she banged her hand on the table, tears streaming down her face, "Even though they aren't...they aren't. But...I...couldn't... say anything back..."
Madara slowly got up and walked around the table. He wrapped his arms around Kirino as she collapsed into his chest. Kirino's tears soaked his shirt as she cried against his chest. Madara patted her on the head and slowly released her. He knelt down and looked her in the eyes.
"Listen carefully Kirino, your games your anime their not worthless. They are a part of you they make you who you are. Without them you wouldn't be the person you are today. Stay here and calm down and order whatever you want i'll sort out father" said Madara as he summoned his wallet and handed it to her a small smile on his face. Slowly he got up, but not before kissing Kirino gently on the forehead.
Madara left the cafe and headed home by a leaf shunshin. Appearing in front of his house he breathed in calmly and stepped inside. As he stepped in he approached Yoshino and whispered something to her. His mother gave a small smile and ran up stairs, only to come back down a few moments later with a small bag. Handing it over Madara thanked her and headed to the living room. He grabbed the door knob and breathed in before throwing the door open and slamming it shut as he walked in. There sitting in his usual chair was Daisuke. Madara stared right at his 'father' his black eyes hardening rapidly as he took on a calm persona.
"I'm home" said Madara as he walked on in, his expression emotionless as he took a seat besides his 'father'.
"I need to talk to you...about Kirino" said Madara calmly as he analysed Daisuke carefully.
"It looks like you knew she had these things" spoke Daisuke as he glanced at his 'son'.
"Yeah it's true I did" said Madara as he lay back against the lounge.
"And so?" asked Daisuke as he kept his cold hard bitten expression.
"I want you to let Kirino keep her hobby. And if you think this is a joke I'm completely serious" Madara said in a dark voice he was trying to keep his killer intent down, "I won't let you get rid of her hobby, or throw away anything she's hidden!"
Daisuke's eyes narrowed as he leaned forward, "She's hiding things?"
Madara growled gritting his teeth together, "Just don't take anime and games away from her!" demanded Madara his soulless eyes staring right into his fathers.
"Why are you covering for her? Tell me that first! You can be stubborn after that-" said Daisuke. Madara cut him off before he could speak any further.
"She knows perfectly well that her hobbies are weird. That's why she's been enjoying them in secret until now. But she still wanted someone she could talk to about them. She finally found someone and worked up the courage to meet them, and she finally found friends. And this was only recently! She met those friends today, too. Kirino worked hard and found friends! Don't call them worthless before you know them! I've seen what she holds dear with her own eyes! I've met other people who love them just as much! Sure, they're completely weird, but they're not bad people at all!" explained Madara as he slowly got to his feet.
"I mean, it's stupid how excited they can get. They'll make a scene, yelling at each other though they've only just met! I kept wondering just how much they love these things. For Kirino and them to get that mad, it can't be something worthless! They get that absorbed in what they love! They were already friends that they could talk to each other about anything! Is that bad? What's bad about something they can get so absorbed in?" proclaimed Madara as he leaned forward chakra trying to find its way to his eyes to flare with his anger to active his sharingan.
Daisuke sat back folding his arms over.
"I said nothing about her friends. I'm talking about bad influences from playing games like this!" spoke Daisuke as he stared at the game before him.
Madara grabbed the bag his mother had given him and poured it onto the table. Books and awards fell from it landing all over the table covering Kirino's eroge.
"Where do you see it? What are these perfect grades and this pile of awards? Your daughter's amazing!" exclaimed Madara as his eyes flicked blood red for a moment. Daisuke glanced up at Madara.
"That is part of our agreement. That's why I let her wear those clothes and work as a model. It's no concern of mine" spoke Daisuke calmly. Madara scowled before tsking at his father and grabbed the bag and pulled out a photo album. He slammed it down opening it half way showing it was filled with pictures of Kirino.
"I asked mum to get this for me. She said that it was your treasure! No concern you said. Look at how much effort you put into keeping up with your daughter's pictures!" shouted Madara as he sat down his sharingan beginning to calm down.
"It's my daughter's job. I have to keep tabs on it. That's all there is to it" said Daisuke as stubbornly as ever. His father was really starting to piss him off.
"And what do you think?" asked Madara as he eyed his father.
"I have no worries about it" replied Daisuke as he continued to frown. Madara reached for his phone showing a picture that Saori had sent him that morning before he met up with Manami. There on his phone was a picture of Kuroneko, Saori and Kirino smiling and laughing.
"Then what about this?" questioned Madara as frowned back at his father.
"What is this picture?" asked Daisuke as he eyed the picture of his daughter.
"It's a picture Kirino's friends sent me! Do you think you need to worry about this! This is what your daughter had managed to find! Everything here is a part of Kirino! If you take any of it away, she won't be her anymore!" stated Madara as he stood over his father. He grabbed his father by his shirt and glared at him.
"If you can look at all this and still say you won't let Kirino have her hobby, I'll beat the crap out of you for her!" shouted an angry Madara. His eyes transformed turning blood red as his sharingan activated. The six tomoes spun before his father's eyes. Daisuke grabbed Madara's hands and pulled them away, not taking any notice to the change of his son's eyes.
"I understand what you're trying to say. I will take back saying that they're worthless. I will let Kirino keep her hobby" said Daisuke as Madara sat back down.
"Really?" asked Madara as his sharingan deactivated.
"However this is different..." said Daisuke as he grabbed the r-18 game and showed it to his son, "I can't allow her to have something so indecent. It's not a question of good or bad. What do you think this symbol means!" said Daisuke as he tossed the game back onto the table.
Daisuke slowly stood up, "I am going to Kirino's room. She will throw these away at least!" Daisuke began to slowly head to the door. Madara growled and got to his feet and grabbed the ero game.
"This game...doesn't belong to Kirino!" shouted Madara as he stood at his full height glaring down at his father, his sharingan flaring to life once more.
"What are you saying? That is a game for a computer! Kirino is the only one with a computer, in this house!" stated Daisuke as he turned to his son. Madara held the game out.
"Like I said, this is mine! I asked Kirino to hold onto it for me! I borrowed her computer and played it!" exclaimed Madara as his sharingan glared down upon the man that was Madara's father with its intense gaze.
"You're saying you were in your sister's room, using your sister's computer to play a game about doing indecent things to your sister?" asked Daisuke as he stared at his son.
"It's amazing isn't it? Got a problem with that Otou-san! After all what's wrong with a high schooler having ero games huh! You know Mum has seen all my porn! I'm not throwing this away! I'll defend this with my life!" shouted Madara as a tick mark appeared on his father's forehead.
"Listen up Oyaji! I like anime and Eroge with a passion! I can say that I love them! If I throw this away, I won't be me anymore! Eroge are my soul!" screamed Madara all the while wondering why he was doing this. He watched as Daisuke approached him rearing a fist back and slammed his fist right into Madara's face. Madara had to take the hit knowing he could easily have dodged and countered. Daisuke's fist struck Madara square in the face sending him to the ground.
"You worthless son! Do as you will! I don't care anymore!" yelled Daisuke with his fist raised. With that he stormed off a small grin on his features. Madara chuckled and rubbed the spot where he had been struck. He had let his walls down, meaning that he was going to have bruises, where Kirino and Daisuke had struck him.
Scene Break – Monday Morning
Madara yawned as he headed down the street, that Monday morning for school. Manami was up ahead waiting for him a blush upon her cheeks as she recalled the events of yesterday in her mind. A voice called from behind drawing Manami away from her thoughts
"Morning Manami-chan" said a familiar rough voice. Manami turned with a smile on her face.
"Madara-kun, Good Morn-" started Manami only to gasp in shock as she stared at Madara's face. Across his nose was a bandage and same with his left cheek, "Y...Your Face! What happened?" her blush fading in an instant, as she began to fret over the wounds upon his face.
"Well stuff happened" stated Madara with a blank look. Manami merely smiled at him.
"I see. Stuff Happened" said Manami causing Madara to chuckle before he patted her on the head and continued on his way towards school with Manami following beside him.
Later that evening Madara yawned as he opened the door to his home and stepping inside. He took his shoes off and headed into the living room. His hands stuffed in his pockets the bandages still on his face. He would've healed them but that would lead his parents to be suspicious on how they healed so quickly, and Madara wasn't into the mood to reveal his own secret. Madara found his sister on the lounge and from her expression, she was chatting with Kuroneko, added to the fact he could hear the gothic Lolita on the other end.
Madara walked into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of Mitsuya Cider sprite flavoured. Taking a small sip, Madara leaned against the kitchen bench. Madara glanced over at Kirino "Look's like she's doing fine without me. Maybe I'm done with the life counselling now"
"Enough, whatever. You really need to get out of that teen complex stuff. See you" said Kirino as she hanged up her phone. Madara headed to the door intending to head to his room to sleep.
"Hey!" called Kirino as she sat up looking straight at her brother.
Madara turned to her, "What?" asked Madara with a raised eyebrow. Kirino looked at him then looked down slightly her eyes softening.
"Thanks, Aniki" said Kirino softly as she turned her head a blush on her cheeks as she looked away, Madara's eyes slowly widened in shock from her words. He couldn't believe what he had just heard.
"Wait, what? Impossible...there's no way...My little sister can't be this cute!"
