"Onii-chan" a crying voice called out. Soul's eyes shot open as he sat up confused of both the disembodied voice and his current location. He was no longer in his room, he was in a extremely dense forest with no indication of where exactly he was. He got the same feeling in the forest as when he first encountered Tsukiumi in his dream.
Soul checked his pants and jacket pockets for his phone but found nothing but lint "What the-"
"Onii-chan, Ku is scared" the crying girl's voice called out again. Soul, hearing the sound of genuine fear in her voice, he jumped to his feet and began to run through the forest to find the girl. After what seemed like hours of silent running, he found a giant tree in the center of the arboretum, it was hollowed out and there was a crying little girl in it. She looked up at Soul "Onii-chan!" She began to run to him. He moved towards her to make sure she was alright, but right before he could get to her everything turned to black. Soul was stuck in a black void only accompanied by the sound of the deafening silence for hours before a voice called out from the dark "promise to save Ku, onii-chan..."
"I promise, I'll find you Ku"
Soul awake from the dream (that felt like a nightmare) suddenly and sat up panting. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and everything around him slowly became focused. He was in his room again with Uzume and Homura sleeping soundly at his side, Miya had allowed them to be there for a day or so because of what happened to them. Soul got up and staggered into the bathroom, knowing he would never be used to such dreams no matter how many times they happen. He turned on the lights and noticed his heavily bandaged arms. He poked them and felt an intense pain. "I guess they didn't heal yet..." He mumbled to himself. Strangely he felt extremely fatigued, usually after he slept, and especially after tough fights or jobs, he would have all of his energy back. He shrugged away his body's soreness before washing his face. Soul stood there for a moment before thinking about his next course of action before sighing deeply and exiting the bathroom. Not wanting to wake anyone by watching television or doing his usual antics, he left the house and took a walk. It wasn't even dawn yet and it was a freezing mid-winter night. He used his fire to elevate his body heat as he walked the quiet streets alone. "Was that just a dream... Or was she a sekirei as well..?" He said to himself. The black haired man made a mental note to ask Kochō or Matsu about dreams about sekirei when he returned home.
He was pulled out of his deep thoughts from an angry yell "And stay out!". A man threw a wasted black haired woman onto the street. She wore a Chinese style dress and had her hair tied back with a lavender ribbon. She curled up on the cold ground, thinking about how she was going to survive the night without more alcohol.
"Excuse me miss, are you alright?" She looked up the source of the voice and her heart skipped a beat immediately. "Do you need help getting home?"
"No, m'fine" she drunkenly slurred. She attempted to stand up but fell back onto her backside "Ouchie..."
He kneeled down and faced away from her "here, get on, I'll carry you" she accept the offer and got onto his back. He stood up slowly, making sure she didn't "where do you live?"
After thinking about how she got kicked out of her hotel room for intense public intoxication she responded "Mason Izomo"
"Maison Izumo?" He questioned, the name she gave sounding similar to it.
"Yeah, that the one"
He wondered why he has never seen her around there before but shrugged it off. "So what's your name?"
"Numer tree, Kazehana"
Soul ignored the first part of her sentence as drunken nonsense and replied "My name is Soul"
She rested her head on his shoulder and inhaled his intoxicating scent "You smell nice..."
"Uh, he he, thanks, I guess?" She realized, through her drunken stupor, it was pretty obvious she was reacting to him but she wasn't sure about the man. After what happened with him she didn't want to be heartbroken again causing Kazehana to become conflicted. Feeling them stop walking she looked up from his shoulder. There were two sekirei blocking their path, a heavily bandaged Sai and No.101 Oriha. He put Kazehana down behind him "what do you want?"
Sai growled "You killed my friend you bastard, and now you have to pay" She rushed towards him with her blades but he blocked it with his odachi. "What?! Where did that sword come from?!" She exclaimed. He was having some trouble holding her back because of his current lack of stamina, but so far he was managing. Oriha shot a gear towards Kazehana at an alarming speed and, because of her drunken state, she didn't notice it in time. Soul jumped back from Sai and got onto of Kazehana.
Blood splattered on her face as the gear was lodged into Soul's right arm. Her eyes widened in shock and her drunkenness began to fade from the adrenaline "hey, you alright?" He asked her.
"Y-your arm"
"Oh that? Don't worry it doesn-" he was interrupted mid-sentence as the gear began to spin in his arm. His eyes widened as he began to scream in excruciating pain.
"Soul!" Kazehana exclaimed in a worried voice.
"D-don't worry, I-I'm fine" he shakily said trying to make the pain look less obvious. [*]
"What's the matter? Can't take the pain?" Soul turned to face Sai. "Should we see if your sekirei will react the same"
Kazehana could practically see the anger radiate off of him when she said that "If you so much as TOUCH them I will make sure you will regret it."
"Or what, you'll kill us" Sai taunted.
"No, I'm going to turn you into a vegetable and every single day for the rest of your worthless FUCKING existence I will hurt you, I will torture you if you even THINK about hurting any of them! I do not give two shits that your friend is fucking dead, you do not fuck with the people I care about." Oriha took a step back, feeling the actuality that he would actually do that.
"Y-yeah right, y-you're just a human" She gained some more confidence, I mean, what could a human do after all. She held up more gears and threw them at him. "Just a worthless human!" Oriha was too scared to make any rational decisions, so throwing her gears out along with Sai launching her own weapons in a joint attack was the only thing that popped into her head.
"INFERNO!" He shot a column of fire and completely burned off half of Sai's left arm. He held up a fireball "Trust me, I'm no human. I'm your worst nightmare" Oriha's legs shook in fear, she could see in his eyes that he wasn't joking around, they pissed him off enough that he would kill them. As Sai writhed around on the ground, screaming in agony, Oriha lifted her up and fucked off, not wanting to be in the same state anytime soon. Soul plucked the gear still in his arm out and melted it into its molten state. Though, with his lack of energy, only some of his wounds healed. The injuries that did not heal opened up and began to bleed profusely from the intense straining on his body. He fell to his knees and Kazehana went to his side. She didn't want to lose him, though she had just met him she wanted to be by his side. To her, it wasn't hard to see both the kindness and the pain welled up in his worn heart. Though it may not be like her own heart pain, she understood how much it hurt and wished to change that, even a little. "I'm fine… Don't worry about me…" It didn't look like he wouldn't make it by a few minutes even if she did rush him to the closest hospital, the blood loss was too severe. Even though she didn't understand what exactly he was she still accepted every part of him. His pain, his misery, his darkness, she could see it through his weary eyes, but still she accepted him and, because of the care that he showed for his sekirei, she would continue to do so until the last of her days. Turning his head a little to the side to face her, she kissed him lovingly, making her light purple wings spread forth from her back. Her love for Minaka quickly faded away and her budding love for Soul began to grow exponentially. From her winging, he gained a large vitality boost, giving him the right amount of stamina to function correctly. His wounds healed quickly and his mind felt nice and fresh. Kazehana hugged him tightly and, being the person he was, hugged her back.
Kochō, who had started watching Soul around the time he finished up the fight, frowned in jealousy. Even though she had only been winged about a week prior and the fact that Soul had been in the hospital for most of that time, she still felt unsatisfied with the amount of time she had spent with him. She wished that Soul was hugging her that lovingly. "Jealous, are we Kochō-chan?" She turned to Matsu, who was observing her from the shadows, and nodded bashfully, slightly embarrassed her jealousy was so obvious. "Here you go" She said, handed Kochō a small vial with a light pinkish liquid. "Put this in any drink of his and he will be all over you" Matsu snickered.
"What exactly does this do?" Kochō asked, examining the vial suspiciously.
"You'll see~" Matsu cooed with a very mischievous grin adorning her face.
Soul woke up again, the day having barely started, with Homura on his chest and with Kazehana and Uzume at both of his sides. He looked down at Homura and wondered what made the once-man suddenly want to become clingy towards him, was he that attractive? Soul chuckled quietly at that inner thought before slipping out from under Homura, careful to not awake him-er, her. Once he was out from his living bindings, Soul went outside into the back courtyard to sharpen his own skills. He looked to the center of the courtyard and saw Miya, who probably had the same thought as him to practice her own skills "Good morning Miya" He greeted "Practicing your swings"
She paused and looked towards her Ashikabi/husband "Of course, one must never become rusty with their swordsmanship" Miya was overall kind (albeit a little strict in many regards), but she would never tolerate anyone swordsman to become weak on their own fault, strange as it was.
Soul assumed it was something she picked up on in her past because such a strong commitment was never built in a day. "Of course, how about we spar together Miya, like old times"
Her face contorted into a playful grin "Alright, but I won't go easy on you even if you are now my Husband"
He returned her grin "Wouldn't have it any other way"
Soul fell to his knees, feeling completely exhausted. Previously, when he was younger, he could handle her blows to some degree, but now that their bond has grown, plus the fact that she was winged, it was like she was on an entire other level than him. He used his sword to prop himself "Alright, alright, I admit it, you win." She smiled and helped him inside.
As it grew closer to the time Soul took a bath Kochō went up to him and asked nervously "S-Soul-sama would you like some tea?"
"Oh yes, green tea please" He asked with a smile, not questioning at all why she suddenly felt the need to get him some tea. She nodded before making her way into the kitchen. When she finished brewing the tea, Kochō poured it into a cup with the strange liquid Matsu had given her. She went back into the living room with the cup on a tray and handed it to her ashikabi"Thank you" He sipped it and Kochō just stood there idly. "You know you could sit next to me if you want, I won't bite"
"O-okay" She snuggled next to him, happy to finally have her way, and Soul wrapped an arm around her as he continued drinking his tea.
After a few minutes when he finished his tea, he got up from his seat "I'm going to take a bath Kochō, I'll be back in a couple minutes" Kochō nodded. As Soul left her nervousness started to fade, the plan Matsu had devised . Soul stripped and washed his back and other necessary parts of his body.
LEMONS INCOMING. Relationship building, shrug.
Soul stepped into the bath and relaxed. "Ah…". His insides began to feel kind of funny but he ignored it, he was probably healing or something. He heard movement outside and looked up.
"Soul-sama? May I join you?" Kochō asked calmly from behind the bath's door.
"Alright, if you want" She opened the sliding door and entered, completely bare of any clothes. When he laid eyes on her naked form, his hand almost instinctively moved to pleasure himself, but, he resisted the urge to the best of his ability. She began to get nervous again and adjusted her now fogging glasses before sitting next to him slowly, not bothering to cover her more intimate parts. Soul adjusted himself slightly to hide his now hardening member. Kochō eyed her ashikabi, taking notice at him staring at her naked body and, as per Matsu's instructions, began to openly touch herself with him watching closely. He intently watched her play with herself and listened closely to her soft moans. No longer being able to hold himself back any longer, he began to jerk himself off feverishly.
Kochō moved herself so her chest was leveled with his member and stared at it "It's almost as big as the cucumber…"
"Th-the what?" He asked, fairly baffled by her statement.
"Nothing, just tell me if this feels good Soul-sama" She placed it between her breasts and did exactly what Matsu taught her. Soul leaned back and sighed shakily, unlike the time Miya did this, Kochō felt ever so more skilled, also, her breasts were bigger and softer than Miya's, which he would never admit aloud lest he would entice Miya's jealous wrath. "Would you like me to move faster?"
"P-please" he said shakily, being under an intense amount of pleasure.
"As you wish ashikabi-sama" She started to move her breasts faster and began sucking on the tip of Soul's penis. She stopped sucking the tip and he came on her face and glasses. She collected it into her hands and ate it enjoying the taste of it immensely. As she finished cleaning herself off, she grabbed his hand and took him out of the tub (bath thingy, you know what I mean, I just don't know what it would be classified as because of it's size) and got on all fours on the floor. He shoved himself into her quickly, not wanting . He thrusted quickly feeling a lot more pleasure then he should. Kochō, who was not prepared for him quite yet, yelled out in pleasure, enjoying her insides being stirred up by his rod very much. Miya could clearly heard them and made her way in front of the bath's door, waiting patiently until they were done so she could teach her husband the rules once again. He flipped her onto her back and suckled her breasts as he moved faster and faster. "Oh Fuck! Soul I love you so fucking much! Faster! Faster!" Kochō yelled out, holding onto her ashikabi's back so tightly she drew blood. Soul did what she asked, also wanting to move faster anyway, and caused her to moan louder. Luckily, no one else could hear the two, unluckily, Miya could still hear them loud and clear. After a moment she yelled with her head buried into the crook of her neck "I'm gonna cum!" She dragged her nails down his back and came hard, shaking her core. He followed suite not a moment later and collapsed on top of her.
"I love you too" He said tiredly. Kochō smiled and wrapped her arms around him.
Miya opened the door suddenly with her Hannya mask "Soul~ when I said behind closed doors, that didn't include "
Soul jumped as Miya made her way towards them "W-wait a moment M-Miya, let's not act rash here"
She grinned "Rash, I mean nothing of the sort" She said taking out a wooden paddle. She practically beat Soul with it for a few minutes and hit Kochō with it a few times. While Kochō was dazed, Miya dragged Soul out of the bath and into his room for her own 'fun'. (HARD LEMON OVER)
Matsu arched her back as she climaxed from watching their display of love making. She had wanted to try a new way of getting herself off and she thought it worked magically. Now the next thing she had to do was get Soul do that to her. She wiped the drool off her chin from the thought of that.
Minaka slammed his fists into his desk extremely hard repeatedly "YES! BECOME STRONGER! BECOME BETTER! HAHAHAHAHAH! YES!" He hit the desks until his fists became bruised and the desk cracked "I WANT TO WATCH, NO, I NEED TO WATCH HIM ASCEND PAST THE REALM OF THE GODS TO BECOME THE GOD'S GODS! HA HA HA HA!" The researcher, who had alerted Minaka (under his request) about Kazehana's winging, exited the room feeling very unsettled at the CEO's reaction. Minaka chucked a rock from Kamikura island through a window in his crazed mindset and laughed harder, he was well off the deep end now.
And done. Whew that took some time. Sorry if the quality degraded a little near the middle and end, I wrote that part late at night while a little buzzed (fucking lying past author, you were fucking hammered, admit it). Enjoying what I'm doing so far? I am, very much(I'm not asshole). Playing the part of a degrading Minaka is wonderful, you have no idea. Oh and by the way, any bold text in parenthesis are mini author notes not anything pertaining to the story like their non-bold cousins. Have a 'flaming' (fuck you) question? A good suggestion? Some advice or a pointer? Leave me a review or a PM and I'll respond to you or attempt to incorporate what you asked/said. Thanks for reading!
[*] Earlier in the story Soul's pain tolerance was much higher than than I had just shown. Again, like many of his abilities, his inhuman pain tolerance is based on how much energy he has left in his reserves, and, as I told in the beginning, he had little to none left, based on his healing ability being stunted majorly.
Update 04/14/16: Oh, fucking, boy the story is changing weirdly and I am getting fucked by these new thoughts. Changed course for a certain someone's life. Vented on past self. Better cliches. Improved lemon. Crazier Minaka. More dicking around with the plot line. Cut repetitiveness.