After leaving Une's office they headed straight to Reaper and Harry's apartment. All five were worried and even though they knew something big was going on and that Reaper had it under control they still wanted to be there. And they still wanted answers. Something told them to trust Potter and Malfoy but at the same time they were worried about just how much trust they had for the two.

Within the hour they were knocking on the door. Reaper let them in and everyone was quiet as they sat in the den. No one was quite sure how to start so silence prevailed for a moment before Reaper began to talk.

"Chang," As Reaper started talking all five made sure to have their attention on him. "You mentioned family stories, how much do you remember about them?"

Wufei sat for a moment and thought. "centuries ago our family was born with the power to wield magic. We were part of a hidden society that kept itself apart from the rest of the world. That's about all."

They sat and watched as Harry's friend sat and gathered his thoughts before speaking once again. "The wizarding world was once a vast community of wand-wielders. Some were born into wizarding families and some were born into mundane, or non-magical, families. For many centuries they thrived, always inventing new spells and potions to make life easier. There were good and bad wizards. Like all things it was not meant to last. A few centuries ago the magicals were all but wiped out.

"Wait, so you're telling us that you and Harry are part of what's left of this archaic community?" Duo asked for the group.

"Yes and no. You see, I am part of it yet not. Harry was born into it but is no longer just a simple wizard. Reaper was silent for a moment before continuing, "I am something very different."

Duo's expressive eyes widened when it all seemed to 'click' in his mind. "Why do I get the feeling that Reaper is more than just a nick name?" he asked quietly.

The others trusted Duo's instincts and they had all seen too much to simply dismiss Reaper's tale so far.

The silence was oppressive before Death suddenly dropped his glamour and sat before the others in all of his dark glory.

The ex-pilots were all in such a state of shock, so much so that Heero didn't even attempt to pull out his ever present gun.

It started with a giggle, then turned into a full out laugh. Soon Duo was laughing his head off while the others stared at him with varying degrees of humor. Once he quieted down, he and his lovers began asking questions.

"So how high up are you in the hierarchy? I know there must be more Reapers than just yourself." Quatre asked, figuring that reaping had to be similar to running a business.

"I am Death, the Master of Death is above me, but all Reapers or Shinigami are under my supervision."

They all turned to Duo when Death said Shinigami with questions in their eyes.

"Is Harry one of your Reapers than?" Heero asked.

"No. He is different."

"What is he?" Trowa asked.

"I'll let him tell you."

"Why are you telling us any of this? There has to be a reason considering you barely know us." Wufei asked in a harsh tone.

Death looked at him. "Do you really want to know that right now?"

"He would not have asked if he didn't want to know. Look, if this has something to do with us then you had better tell us now." Duo added in his two cents than sat back and waited for a reply.

"You five are Reapers. Reapers are born human and are fated to help ferry souls over to the other side. Most have a destiny to full fill before 'picking up their scythe'. Normally I wouldn't be telling you this until after you had crossed over yourselves, but you are all important to Harry so I'll make an exception."

"Won't you Master be upset with you? Quatre asked. "And what comes with being a Reaper?"

Death snorted in response to his first question then began to explain. "No worries about my Master. It's more of a title than anything. And you five are already slotted for high positions, so you will mainly be assisting me with paperwork and keeping the others inline. And helping with high-profile cases. I'll also probably always keep one of you with my Master. He is one hell of a trouble magnet."

"So when are you expecting us to become Reapers?" Trowa asked.

"Not for a few years yet at least." Death stood up as he replied. "Harry should be waking up in an hour or two at most. We better go in and wait on him. I can answer more of your questions in his room."

"What happened to him? Trowa said that he didn't have a pulse when you left with him." Quatre spoke quietly as they all walked out of the den and into the larger of the two bedrooms.

"Technically he died." Reaper's statement was met with silence before all five of the men before him exclaimed their disbelief and fear in various ways before reaching over to Harry's still form on the bed, checking for any signs of life. Reaper smiled as he saw all five of them practically crawl onto the bed with Harry. There was a collective sigh as the raven-haired one's pulse was found and his respirations were counted. None of the boys climbed off of the bed afterwards however.

"I take it, from conversations we have overheard, that this isn't the first time he's died is it?" Quatre asked in a soft voice.

"No, he's too much of a trouble magnet for that. If he doesn't have an accident once a decade I consider it a good decade." Reaper's voice was low and a soft smile was on his lips.

Duo's eyes widened as he turned to look at him. "He's your master isn't he?"

Reaper looked a bit sheepish as he answered. "Um, what makes you think that?"

The ex-pilots watched as he scratched the back of his head and refused to meet their eyes.

Reaper didn't last long under all five of the glares that were sent his way. Oh, Harry was going to kick his ass for this one. "Alright, alright, yes he is. A reluctant master I might add. He was born as human as you five but through a series of events he collected three items that I had created. He unknowingly reunited them and after a process that he thought would destroy them he was named my Master. He was not happy let me tell you. He was never afraid of death, waited for it to see his family actually, and when he found out he would never truly die…"

The rest of the discussion was light as they slowly got over their shock and waited for Harry to wake after Reaper explained what would be happening to the male who seemed to have stolen all of their affections.

An hour later and Harry was beginning to stir. All six of them watched as his emerald eyes opened. Heero and Duo on either side of his head. Trowa and Quatre next, with Trowa next to Heero. Then Wufei standing next to Trowa and Reaper across from him. They watched the hesitant expression on Harry's face.

"Um, hi?"

Duo started laughing, "You've been dead for the past few hours and the only thing you can say is hi?"

The blush that graced Harry's cheeks made Duo's grin even bigger. He couldn't help himself so he did what he and the others had wanted to do for a while. He bent down and gave the Master of Death a kiss that left him seeing stars.

So there is chapter 11. Kinda short and unedited but here it is. Sorry for the long wait but I've had a few personal issues going on (see last chapter's Ans) I am planning on updating TTT next. Have a good holiday everyone!