Sekirei memories and desire
After the fiasco with Yume and Minato's other Sekirei was resolved AKA bondage of Matsu and Uzume. Miya gave them all a stern lecture about how they were disregarding her rules left and right. Minato tried telling her that he was not at fault for the many mishaps going around the inn. That worked out like many people would expect it to work out... not good. For punishment Minato had to clean the halls in the night by himself.
In that very same night Minato awoke in the middle of the night feeling overheated due to his Sekirei around him. Though, a surprise visitor joined in on his usual two Sekirei it being none other than Kazehana.
The voluptuous wind Sekirei had his head on her lap sleepily sitting in Seiza position. The smell of expensive strawberry sake wafted off her clothes making him want to gag. Why she was sitting like that Minato did not have the answer. He tried wiggling his head out of her lap, but she had her arms firmly wrapped around his neck determined for him not to leave her grasp.
"Kazehana-san... please let me go," Minato mumbled quietly and tried raising his arms upwards to remove Kazehana's strong grip around his neck. Try being the keyword, but it was in failure due to his Sekirei Matsu and Uzume keeping his arms pinned to their swell bosom. He was happy judging by the cloth separating his arm and their chest, they were both wearing pajamas.
'Thank you Miya-san for telling them to wear pajamas.' Minato thanked his landlady glad he would not have to deal with his trooper rising at attention. It still didn't help his situation to be glad about that, but small victories over what could be considered potential disasters to him.
Minato crawled his way out of the pillow embodiments of warmth after twenty minutes of maneuvering, though it was a struggle to do so; because, his Sekirei with the aid of Kazehana were reluctant to let him go in their sleep. He didn't know what was scarier being engulfed by their breast daily or being a teddy bear to them.
The ronin after his success tip-toed his way out of the room very quietly not wanting to wake his Sekirei or Kazehana for that matter, which made him wonder how she even got into his room. His eyes looked over to the window hearing the breeze come through and figured the window was left open. But, he was sure that he closed the window before falling asleep.
'I really shouldn't think on that to long.' Minato thought with a light scratch of the cheek feeling it itch, as his stomach growled in hunger. Making his way down the staircase he could faintly hear two voices coming from the living room and stopped on the second to last stair step. It sounded like Miya and Yume were discussing something from their past. Minato not wanting to intrude on their conversation turned around on the stair step about to ascend back upstairs, but the stair step creaked underneath the weight of his foot.
"Minato-kun I know your there! We hear your footsteps! You can join us if you want," Yume called out to the Ashikabi who had tried to retreat silently. In all truth both Sekirei Miya and Yume had heard him from his room with the ruckus up there.
"Is that okay with you Miya-san? I-I don't want to intrude on your conversation," Minato somewhat stuttered walking down the last step of the staircase. He was already found out and was a tad curious on what the Sekirei were talking about. Just standing in the middle of the hall that separated the living room up to the front door and veranda.
"It is alright with me Minato-san in fact you should join. After all you should know about the black Sekirei. You may end up facing her," Miya smiled in a cruel manner directly at Yume telling her with her eyes that she was going to take full responsibility for this. Yume nervously nodded under that smile wishing she had closed her mouth, instead of opening it.
It didn't take more than two minutes for Minato to reach the living room and took in the sight of Yume and Miya. Yume was dressed in a tight fitting purple yukata that only enhanced her already attractive features. Her cleavage was exposed due to how big her jugs were. Minato had to forcibly keep a blush from forming on his face as his eyes looked her from top to bottom. His wandering eyes did not go unnoticed by Yume who blushed under his intrigued yet lustful stare it made her Sekirei core jump like a heartbeat. The Yukata was given to her by Miya, since her clothes were nothing more than rags. Miya was not going to let the Sekirei known as the Fate Sekirei to walk around wearing little clothing in the inn.
'Am I reacting to him?' Yume questioned finding it weird that she felt a strong reaction to him. Maybe... Minato could be the one? Discarding those happy thoughts for later she watched his gaze look to Miya and felt her hands tense into small fist.
A sign of jealousy perhaps?
"Is Minato-san daring to press his lustful desires on to me with that gaze. You can't leave this widow alone," Miya playfully jested to the Ashikabi who blushed on the spot denying such accusations. It was only a joke to break the tension for what was to be said later on.
Miya was dressed in her usual purple hakama with a cup of tea in front of her. She seemed relaxed, though Minato felt like that was not the case she felt tense about something. Joining Miya and Yume at the table Minato set in between them.
"U-Umm... who is this black Sekirei?" Minato asked restarting the conversation as he looked over to Miya, since she sounded like she knew the Sekirei. Miya took a sip from her tea looking toward Yume with a thinly veiled smile from her teacup. That was the cue for the Sekirei of Fate to begin talking, after all Miya was not going to talk about Karasuba.
"Y-You see Minato the black Sekirei was in the first squad with numbers 01-05 who were the first five Sekirei awake at that time. One of them you have winged. They were called the first disciplinary squad in charge of protecting Kamikura island-" Yume told the first half of the story of what she knew about the attack. Back then she was still being adjusted and only still growing up after the third wave shortly began.
"Kamikura island?! I've never heard of it. A-And you say... I wing one amongst them?" Minato interrupted the rest of what Yume was about to say. A strange island he had never heard of and from what Yume spoke about protecting that island. His questions would soon be answered by someone he had thought was asleep.
"That would be me Minato-kun," Matsu spoke from outside the living room having awoken shortly after Minato left the room. She had the intention of following him if he went to the bath so they could experiment together. But, at hearing what Yume and Miya were discussing regarding the island she got her act together.
"Matsu-chan?" Minato looked toward the direction of where Matsu was and wanted to apologize figuring it was his fault she was awake. Matsu did not reply this time when he referred to her name as her brownish red eyes solely focused on Miya. The two exchanging dialogue with their eyes if it was time or not for Minato to learn about it. He was only in the end rounds of the first stage.
Technically he shouldn't know about it at all, but if Miya was willing to talk about it with Minato than something must have changed. Matsu theorized it was the arrival of Sekirei Yume she must have triggered something within Miya.
With a close of one of her eyes Miya silently acknowledged Matsu to come in and talk about what occurred back then.
Matsu nodded visibly to Miya, though it looked like she was acknowledging Minato's name and walked into the living room taking her place beside Minato.
"How about I explain more about what happened back then, after that we can talk about the black Sekirei Karasuba?" Matsu offered her question to both Yume and Minato. It was mainly to Yume on this part with the Sekirei of Fate nodding in agreement.
"Sure Matsu-chan that's fine," Minato agreed not knowing that the conversation was actually between the three Sekirei in all truth. He was just what people called being in the right place at the right time.
"Kamikura island was home to the sleeping Sekirei at that time who were still developing and asleep. The five of us numbers 01-05 in the first disciplinary squad were tasked with protecting the island from invasion. With the five of us together we stopped three full invasions from an international army. My job specifically was removing any data they had on us," Matsu told her side of the story taking off her glasses showing the seriousness in her eyes. "The island had to be covered up with all loose ends tied up and effectively silent. With 01 and 04 doing the heavy work cutting down the remaining army and bodies."
After Matsu spoke her piece the living room went silent due to Minato ingesting the news. Miya drank her tea in silence remembering those days with a mild fondness. It felt exhilarating to cut through battleships, tanks, jets, and whatever else came her way. She was an unstoppable force of nature to those humans, but here she was twenty some odd years later as a widow. She would have never imagined this would be her life after awakening.
An indiscernible smile crossed her lips, though none of her tenants saw it.
"After a few years we disbanded and went our separate ways, though the black Sekirei Karasuba stayed behind and made another squad," Matsu's sharp gaze landed on Yume the Sekirei of Fate looked at everyone in the room feeling their gaze on her. It was time for her to speak up.
"I was with Karasuba in the second squad, though it was just the two of us. We mainly were tasked with stopping any remnants of invaders. Karasuba and I had a very strong rivalry we both enjoyed fighting. We often fought against each other with myself winning narrowly each time," Yume may have sounded like she was boasting, but it was the truth. It was always that way when ever they fought. That is until that day Karasuba betrayed her trust as she clenched her fist in pain remembering that dreadful day.
"On one mission that Minaka gave us it was to stop a group of men from coming on to the island, a normal day for the two of us. What we didn't expect that there were men who found two baby Sekirei and more men inbound to the island. A final last ditch effort sort of speak, Karasuba was the one that went toward their location. I had to get rid of the incoming men," Yume as she told them what happened recalled the vivid memories of that day.
Yume stood outside a white pod looking facility where Karasuba entered not long ago chasing after the men who went inside. While, a group of trained men held guns pointed in Yume's direction ready to gun her down. The group of thirty trained men had heard about these Sekirei. Some sort of genetically enhanced humans who were guarding other enhanced soldiers. It was their job to stop these enhanced soldiers before they could conquer other nations. That was the Intel they were given at least.
Yume hopped on the soles of her heels getting ready to fight the group of men as a rain of bullets were shot towards her. The Sekirei skirted through the line of fire and bullets like a ballerina on the dance floor. It was quite the majestic sight under the circumstances of it being life or death. Yume easily made the distance between her in the soldiers disarming five men of their weapons effectively destroying them with her fist.
The remaining men who had guns fired in the direction of Yume unintentionally shooting there comrades. Yume sucked in a breath holding in her disgust at the way the humans needlessly gunned down their own troops. Dodging through the hell of gunfire she focused energy into the palm of her right fist. A ball of white light coalesced into the fist, once the energy was sufficient. She cocked her fist back as the hail of gunfire continued in her direction the bullets that impacted her skin bounced off like pebbles.
The bullets still hurt though evident by the blood running down her head. Some of the blood got into her eyes hindering her vision. With the sound reminding the trained soldiers of a sonic boom Yume punched her glowing white fist towards the men. A ray of white light being the last thing they would ever see as the expelled energy engulfed them. Not even bodies remained Yume's blast of light had seared the very rocky terrain smoke visible off her hand.
"Oww, that still hurts," Yume grumbled shaking her fist a few times to rid the tension not having total control of her powers yet. It took a few minutes, but the tension finally ebbed away from her fist. When the tension gone Yume went inside the facility to check up on Karasuba it was odd that her senior had not already finished exterminating the men.
The first thing Yume saw inside of the facility were the white walls coated in a dark red hue with piles of dead soldiers slumped against the wall. Yume could tell by the handiwork it was Karasuba who did this; however it felt off from the black Sekirei's usual craft of murder. This looked darker then usual like she was trying to prove a point.
'This is definitely strange. Karasuba is not like this with her kills.' Yume pondered the further she went inside noticing the walls becoming a whiter shade. It was good that the soldiers didn't get this far in. Yume stopped in her tracks at hearing the sounds of gunfire further down the hall and picked up speed in that direction. It didn't take long to reach her destination having to stop in front of a bolted door with a keypad there.
'Damn, what was the number again 2-2-4-7.' Yume typed in the number frantic this time at hearing the wail of babies. A feeling of dread sunk into her stomach as the door slowly opened revealing a terrifying sight. If Yume thought the entrance part of the facility was strange, this was downright horrifying.
Karasuba stood in a puddle of blood her whole body dripping in the red iron liquid. Two piles of dead soldiers could be seen sprawled out across the ground underneath her. Yume could hear the wheezing sounds of one soldier on the verge of death holding a grenade in his hand. His intent was on removing the pin with a smirk on his face the soldier directing it upwards at Karasuba intent on killing her and the last baby.
"Oh, you still have some fight left in you," Karasuba muttered with a sickening grin on her face as she stomped on the man's hand breaking it. The grenade rolled out of his hand and before he could attempt to retrieve it was picked up by the throat. He felt the murderous woman crushing his windpipe within her hand. "Oh no don't you die on me we're just starting to have fun. You wanted your last chance to succeed right?"
She was humoring the man's last attempt at fulfilling his mission and with her sword started carving into the soldier's vest through the stomach. Tearing straight through the lining of his intestines he couldn't even scream or yell at the amount of pain he was going through. A tear slid down his cheek being effort enough to show his immeasurable pain.
"No, no, no, you don't get the chance to pass out quietly fodder soldier number 2,079. I want you to remember this face as you leave this world," Karasuba whispered like the devil into his ear enjoying the look of pure terror flash across his face. She had made a note to only remember the number of soldiers she killed never their names. Stabbing her bloody sword into the ground she picked up the grenade on the floor finding that the pin was still inside of it.
The soldier shook his feet weakly in protest, begging for anyone to stop this, as he started to gag on the blood overflowing down his mouth. Before his body ultimately gave out on him due to shock. With a wicked gleam in Karasuba's eyes she balled her hand up and dug her fist through his stomach practically overjoyed to see the tears run down his eyes.
"Bye," She removed her bloody hand from his stomach and tossed his body towards a wall in the far back of the room. Not even ten seconds later a small scale explosion rocked the room spraying chunks of the deceased soldier everywhere. It destroyed the wall as well including a small pod that was there. Karasuba licked her lips removing the blood releasing a shuddering breath of ecstasy.
Turning her head in the direction of Yume she smiled crudely waving her blood covered hand at her junior. Pulling her sword from the ground she walked towards the Sekirei clapping a hand on to her shoulder. "Mission complete?"
Yume finally regained control of herself and schooled her features with a nod of her head. Karasuba made her way out of the facility at the nod and couldn't help smiling all the way at her work. The black Sekirei debated on doing more artistic work like this in the future.
'Why didn't I do anything? I could have stopped her. How did these guys get inside of here? The keypad was still intact and there wasn't a sign of further struggle up to this point. Could Karasuba have led them here?' Yume started coming to that conclusion as she searched the room for any signs of the babies she heard. The only thing she could find besides the blood and dead soldiers were guns. When she finally saw signs of baby Sekirei only two were here in this whole facility and had been killed. Not by gunfire, but by cuts in their arms and legs picking up one of the deceased babies Yume choked back a sob.
"M-Musubi... my little sister," Yume couldn't even salvage her core it was that bad as she held her dead sister against her chest. Tears fell from her eyes like rain this was all Karasuba's fault! She did this she allowed these soldiers to make it this far, but for what purpose?
What was the point of this?
"Karasuba!" Yume screamed out in rage anger overtaking her as she ran out of the facility going to find the meaning behind all of this. She bundled up her deceased sister into her arms finding Karasuba outside the facility looking out toward the ocean.
"Hey Yume," Karasuba didn't even look back confirming it was Yume by her presence alone, also hearing the Sekirei walk up behind her.
"Why did you let those men inside of the pod room? You know that was where the baby Sekirei were. Was it an order?" Yume tried to make reason out of this, though it was getting harder to hold herself back from throttling Karasuba.
"Oh, I didn't let them in. They followed me I wanted a private place to kill them and you saw what happened right Yume?" Karasuba this time turned her head sideways to glance at Yume. A look of undeniable murder was in her gray eyes bloodlust radiating off her dangerously. She wasn't denying what happened neither was she strictly ordered to protect the baby Sekirei. Her orders from Minaka were very clear some might say a little to crystal clear.
"You allowed this to happen!" Yume was furious as she swung her fist that wasn't holding Musubi directly into Karasuba's face. The impact of fist to face did not remove the insidious smile off Karasuba's face.
"That didn't hurt nearly as much when we used to fight. Why don't you drop the dead weight," Karasuba mocked in a snarky manner ready to fight Yume and end their rivalry right here and now. The black Sekirei did not want to beat her rival with a handicap in her arms.
That comment made the black Sekirei receive another fierce punch to the face this time with traces of light energy in it. Blood seeped from her mouth at the punch this time Karasuba drawing her sword in a flash; swinging it upwards in a vertical slash to split her rival up the middle.
What she cut through instead of Yume was her disciplinary squad uniform. Yume having jumped away before Karasuba had drawn her sword. Her clothing underneath the uniform was a white button jacket still holding Musubi in her arms.
"She isn't dead weight Karasuba!" Yume yelled as she took off her jacket wrapping it around in a protective bundle for the deceased Sekirei. At least she wore a white bra underneath given to her by Takami before going on this mission.
"Mhm, but she is dead," Karasuba retorted with an aggravating grin, which made Yume's hands twitch wanting to kill the embodiment of her ire.
Both Sekirei looked at each other sizing the other up for a second before dashing towards the other. A small shockwave being produced by the collision of fist to sword neither giving an inch. Yume tried overpowering Karasuba by pressing one of her fist down harder on to the sword. She threw her left fist outwards to Karasuba's stomach. It didn't connect as Karasuba blocked the punch with her free hand, though in doing that she was sent skidding back across the ground from the blow.
'Fuck!' Karasuba swore in her head digging her feet into the ground shards of rock embedded into her ankles. It was to keep herself from sliding off the edge of the cliff and into the roaring depths of the ocean below.
Yume was no pushover when it came to close combat. She wasn't going to give Karasuba a moment of rest as she followed up after the black Sekirei with an enclosed fist of light. Nothing was going to stop her from killing Karasuba. Deep down she wished it did not have to end this way, but Karasuba had pushed her far beyond what she could handle.
Yume rammed her fist of light into Karasuba's stomach causing the black Sekirei to gasp out in pain. Globs of spit came out from her mouth, along with blood the light in Yume's fist was starting to burn her stomach.
"I got you!" Yume proclaimed gripping Karasuba's hand which held her sword in a crushing grip. She knew how strong Karasuba was with her sword if she couldn't use that sword than winning would be easy. Steadily applying more and more pressure until she could literally feel Karasuba's wrist break in her hand. While crushing Karasuba's wrist, Yume withdrew her fist concentrating a large pool of white light.
Karasuba was not going to go down that easy not by a damn long shot. If the hand holding her sword was going to be crushed than she would deliver the same punishment on to Yume. Karasuba used her free hand to lay a barrage of heavy punches directly on to Yume's exposed stomach feeling the very intense energy gathering in Yume's fist.
'Damn it. I am not going to letting you go no matter what!' Yume gritted her teeth to keep from crying out in pain. Not even the severe pain Karasuba was giving her stomach would make her let go. Blood ran down her closed lips in effort to stave off the pain, she could feel two of her ribs already broken from the punches.
"Yume, how much more of this can you stand-" Karasuba sneered before coughing up blood. Yume had effectively broken her wrist causing her to drop her sword on to the ground. Even after doing that Yume was still not satisfied not until the stain in front of her was permanently removed.
"It's over Karasuba!" Yume cried out faint tears slid down her cheeks in some sort of resent for her rival. Slamming her fist directly into Karasuba's stomach the white light from her fist encompassed both fighters and the entire cliff.
"After that day I left MBI after properly burying my sister's body. I became the Sekirei of Fate so other Sekirei would never have to suffer such an end," Yume finished her story of the past.
Sniffling sounds could be heard coming from Matsu, Minato, and Kazehana who had made her way downstairs in the middle of the story. The only one who didn't seem affected by the story was Miya who only wished that was true. Karasuba was still alive and not even what she did to the black Sekirei kept her down. She knew the black Sekirei wasn't immortal by any means, but she was certainly resilient.
"It seems you've moved our tenants to tears Yume-san," Miya offhandedly mentioned not expressly moved by the story. She would have been moved if Karasuba had been dead that day, but that was sadly not the case.
Uzume still in Minato's room awoke from her sleep at the lack of warmth from the futon. Standing up from the futon the veiled Sekirei made her way to the window; taking a gander outside at the stars. They were so lovely to see on a clear night like tonight.
"Minato-kun..." Uzume mumbled resting her head on the windowsill as she gazed at the stars wanting Minato for herself. Grasping the wood on the windowsill her veils fluttered out behind her reflecting the moonlight off them.
One month later after Yume regained her tale from the past Minato in the afternoon walked towards his exam site, after a train ride to get there. He hadn't heard much of Kai in the last three weeks, which was unsettling he figured his friend had his own problems to deal with. The reason why he was headed for his exam site was the fact test scores were finally in.
When he made it to the exam site he saw a billboard with other potential people who had passed or failed their test. Making his way through the crowd of other applicants pushing some aside and squeezing through a few others. Minato stopped in front of the billboard with papers covering the entire board with applicant numbers on them who passed.
'My number is 7095.' Minato remembered the number like his life depended on it as he looked at each individual sheet of paper. '7003, 7005, 7007, 7009, 7015...' He continued reading the numbers down one by one getting closer to his possible number. His mind practically went numb in anticipation, the further down he looked. It had to be here! Minato wouldn't allow all his hard work to amount to nothing. What Matsu did for him giving him an advance study sheet just to pass those two weeks being shut in his room inside Izumo inn studying.
"Damn it," Minato grumbled as his eyes trailed down to the final number on the page. '7097... my number i-it's not up here...' Minato sucked in a breath of air to keep from yelling out in frustration. He read down the paper again to make sure he had not missed a single number and looked through other papers on the billboard to see if his number had been moved.
That had to be the case right?
Minato was getting desperate as he read through the list of numbers four more times. It was on his fifth try that he gave up his number truly wasn't there. Turning away from the billboard he walked away from the exam site with his head staring down at the ground. His mind playing through the wasted effort of studying for so long only to amount to nothing.
His anxiety built up dreading when he would have to tell his mom he failed. To go back to the inn and to tell his Sekirei he failed.
Two hours later in the day Minato set in the park where he met Chiho. It was one of the quietest places he knew and it helped him reflect on his failure. Admittedly, he wanted the anxiety to end in a very abrupt manner, but didn't have the courage to go through with it.
"I really am a failure," Minato mumbled to himself staring at the blades of grass. He was grateful for the solitude in the midst of his mumbling wanting to cry. The faint sounds of squeaky wheels met his ears as he looked up spotting Chiho waving a hand towards him.
"Minato-kun," she called out to him stopping near the bench as he weakly smiled towards her. Chiho could tell he was not doing well by the look in his eyes and pushed herself out of her chair to sit on the bench. It took more strength than usual, because her health was still declining. She wouldn't let it show right now she wanted to help out the one man that became someone important to her. "Minato, what is wrong?" She asked in a caring manner placing her hands over his lightly squeezing them to show that she was here for him.
"I-I couldn't get into the college I wanted again. I-I studied for a whole year and... after all that I-I am a failure," Minato couldn't keep the words from spilling out as his eyes stung tears welling up in them. He squeezed her hands in return staring into the gentle brown orbs of her eyes. He hadn't meant to cry, but the tears flowed like water out of a broken dam.
Chiho shook her head to those words and scooted herself closer to him, nudging their hips together. She removed her hands from his and raised them to cup his cheeks framing his face. This wasn't the Minato she knew, the Minato she admired was strong and was not a failure. "Your not a failure Minato-kun. Your a nice guy who comes around to see a person like me," She went quiet at the end of her sentence, still not honest about the reason why she came here. Shaking her head of those thoughts she spoke with renewal in her tone. "Minato will never be a failure not in my eyes. Life gives us a bunch of setbacks, but persevere so stand up Minato and move forward that's what you can do."
Minato felt his heart leap in bounds at her reassuring words as he stared into her gentle brown eyes nodding. Hope surged throughout his body, a bright smile spreading across his face and without warning Chiho pulled her into a close hug. Now it was Chiho's turn to blush neon red her face being pressed into his chest. Not refusing the hug she stayed against his chest for the time being relishing the warm contact.
Five minutes passed before Minato broke away from the hug, as Chiho stared up into his shining coal eyes. Her heart beating faster than normal when she was around him.
Would it be alright if she told him her feelings?
"Minato-kun..." Chiho rose her head upwards towards him her stomach felt like butterflies were in them. She wanted to k-kiss him, but would it be right to do so? Wouldn't this be taking advantage of him? Her pure feelings for him had been growing for awhile and wanted to be expressed.
"Chiho-chan..." Minato was confused on how to react to her feelings. He held feelings for her out of her kindness and understanding it was very well appreciated, but to accept those feelings meant hurting his Sekirei. Unbeknownst to him and Chiho they were being watched by Uzume whose hands were digging into the bark of a tree. The veiled Sekirei had snuck out to find her Ashikabi, while Yume and Matsu were cleaning up around the inn.
'Minato-kun... will you betray me.. I mean us?' Uzume believed in her Ashikabi, which is why she held herself back from approaching earlier in their private conversation.
The second year ronin hastily moved his cheek to intercept Chiho's kiss, after much deliberation in his head; in his heart he couldn't betray his Sekirei. Chiho moved away from him after her lips pecked his cheek and looked down at the bench. Minato was silent on the matter his face blushing the same, though his heart was beating abnormally fast like being around one of his Sekirei. Both young adults did not look at the other as they waited out the silence.
"Sorry Minato-kun. Was what I did wrong?" She asked out of concern breaking the awkward silence not wanting their friendship to end because of her selfish want.
Minato shook his head to that question he didn't think she was in the wrong. "No, but my birds would be very mad if they found out I was kissed by a pretty woman," he tried to break the awkwardness even further.
Chiho nodded at first before blushing tomato red h-he called her pretty.
"Minato-kun has very possessive birds," she mumbled with a small giggle almost sounding jealous if possible, the awkwardness fading away completely with Minato laughing in agreement. He didn't mean to laugh, but that was the truth his Sekirei were very possessive.
"Yes, they are, but I love them all very much," Minato spoke from the depths of his heart causing Chiho to blush and Uzume to blush too, since she stayed out of sight his words making her core warmer than being in a fire. The two young adults looked at the other sharing another laugh with the other and with the next hour passing. Minato waved goodbye to Chiho the young woman wheeling herself away back to the Hospital. Minato offered to take her back to the hospital himself, but she shook her head saying she could do it.
"Minato-kun I'm sorry," A voice he thought he would not hear until he got back to the inn made herself present. Uzume walked out from the safety of the trees going to confront her Ashikabi expecting him to be angry at her for watching his private conversation.
Minato swallowed a lump in his throat hoping she was not angry at him for not calling home.
"H-Hey Uzume-chan," Minato scratched the side of his cheek in nervousness as she walked up to him stopping in front of the bench. Her soft eyes gazed down at him as her nails dug into the side of her shirt.
"Minato-kun, I was watching your conversation with C-Chiho... that was her name right?" Uzume admitted not going to lie to him, since her Ashikabi did not betray her. He loved her and yet her she was spying on her Ashikabi like a jealous girlfriend. It was laughable Sekirei were supposed to have the utmost trust and faith in their Ashikabi.
"L-Let's just go home Uzume-chan," Minato stood up from the bench his earlier sadness gone only a smile on his face. He extended his hand out towards her waiting for her to accept it. She certainly didn't seem mad, which was good news for him.
"How can you still accept me as your Sekirei Minato? I watched you like a jealous girlfriend with that girl. I wanted to.. Why aren't you angry? Be mad at me, scold me, whatever it is. I will accept it just as long as you can forgive me?" Uzume muttered wanting his forgiveness and bowed her head lowly to him. She was becoming a failure of a Sekirei that much was certain.
"It's because your my Sekirei Uzume. I'm glad you were there, because I believe it helped me be reassured about my feelings to you. To my Sekirei you deserve that, because I am your Ashikabi." Minato whispered those words pulling her into a hug. He had been giving out a lot of hugs today. Uzume looked up into her Ashikabi's eyes wanting him to be mad, but all she saw was those wonderful coal understanding eyes. Those were the eyes she fell in love with and desired to see everyday.
"Minato-kun I love you," Uzume said bringing her lips up to kiss his lips happy she could claim what was her's. Her irises glowed a small red as her white wings flowed forth from her back illuminating the small area. She deepened the gentle kiss into a passionate one desire overcoming her core, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. 'Yes love him he is your Ashikabi. Never forget what is yours.' A tempting voice that sounded very much like her own resonated in her head. Her tongue snaked its way into Minato's mouth like a Boa constrictor constricting around it's prize.
Minato pulled away from the kiss shortly afterwards needing a breather, his face burning in neon after their passionate kiss. Uzume knew how to take his breath away with each kiss they had. Uzume linked her arm around his, a positive grin beamed on her face, as they began their trek back to the inn.
A flashback chapter of Yume and Karasuba well strictly from Yume's point of view. I am sorry for the poor quality of this chapter, but I've had writer's block for a week. Mainly due to looking over my notes on this chapter and had to rewrite this chapter. I hated the original ending.
On the plus side reached 8,000 views so thank you all of you who read and continue to read this.