Okay, here we go.
This arc was obviously inspired by Gabriel Blessings In Flight fic, though it will definitely not be anything like that fic.
For one thing, it should be much, much shorter (I'm hoping to not exceed ten chapters for any arc, though whether or not I succeed with that goal is questionable).
Anyway, on with the show.
Sahashi Takami was pissed.
She had been busy dealing with little one oh eights' adjustments when she had been called out of the office for a piece of malfunctioning equipment at the airport.
To think, it was simply installed so that no idiotic Ashikabi could get themselves and their Sekirei captured and experimented on by various government agencies around the world… sure she realised they probably didn't realise that and were only thinking about how that idiot Minaka had practically forced them into participating in a secret tournament that could very well result in the death of their partners… but they could at least try to understand why the idiot wouldn't let them leave the city.
That's not to say she was on Minaka's side, the Sekirei plan was most definitely not something she approved of but keeping the Sekirei contained was a completely different matter.
She tried to ignore the fact that one of those Sekirei was currently following her under orders… after all, if the description of the error that was occurring was accurate, then she may very well need the blood soaked swordswoman there to ensure the enemy didn't make it out of this attempt alive.
And so she slammed open the door leading to the waiting room the victim was being held in before stalling.
Why were there eight people there? And why were seven of them women?
And why were four of them snuggled up to the redheaded boy that was currently sleeping on the sofa?
"You are significantly late," she didn't get a chance to speak before she was cut off by a young blonde woman wearing a top of the range business suit, "I am of the opinion that we should sue your company for wasting five hours of our time."
Takami really did not know who this woman was or who she thought she was but there was no way that woman was going to get away with speaking down to her in such a manner.
"Wasting your time? And what of the waste of my time being required to come over here is for me?" she growled out as menacingly as she could, noting that the petite woman was most certainly not afraid of her.
"It is your company that sent you here, we were more than willing to ignore this issue but the fact it has taken you so long to respond to it and have immediately started attempting to intimidate us is making me rethink the current situation," a stunningly beautiful woman with light blue hair stated in a tone that conveyed an anger that dwarfed her own.
"Saber, Caster… that's enough," Takami found herself looking towards the red head who was just now raising from his sleep, rousing the women latched onto him in the process.
The employee of MBI took that reprieve as an opportunity to look over everyone there.
Outside of the blonde in the Armani suit, the woman with blue hair was wearing a rather plain brown skirt and a denim jacket that revealed little of her figure to the world… though she was certain that the woman would most certainly have one worth showing off if she wanted… though she frowned as she thought she saw the woman's ears poking through her hair, but that wasn't possible.
Then there was another supernatural beauty, a woman with knee length, flowing violet hair and grey eyes hidden behind a pair of oval glasses. She was wearing a rather plain set of clothes as well, a simple black top and dark jeans.
The four that were attached to the boy looked a bit less ethereal in their beauty but they were still all attractive to say the least.
All of them were young, probably their early twenties. One of them had black hair that fell past her shoulders and was wearing a red coat, black pants and a white shirt. Another possessed purple hair that went to her shoulders and was wearing a beige skirt and a pink cardigan. There was another dark haired woman who looked to still be in her teens, only her hair reached her shoulder and she wore an Armani suit as well.
And lastly, lastly there was the woman with snow white hair and with the girl opening her eyes, it became perfectly clear to Takami that the girl was an albino due to her red eyes.
"Onii-chan," she froze at that word coming from the white haired girl, "is it finally time?"
"Ah, sorry Ilya-chan, the technician has finally gotten here but we still have to wait a little while," the red head sounded far too kind and gentle to be someone working in espionage, plus, bringing along so many beautiful women would not be a good way of hiding.
And then she froze.
The girl that referred to the boy as her brother had just kissed him. And it wasn't even a chaste kiss on the cheek but a full out mouth to mouth, most likely with tongues too…
Takami immediately felt like she shouldn't be there.
The main reason was because she was more than capable of imagining those two trading places with her own children and she really did not want to think of Yukari kissing Minato… full stop, let alone like that.
"Ahem… if you would please stop doing that then I can deal with this issue we are currently having," she really didn't want to act reasonable right now, this person was most likely a spy and she was not going to let them screw with their tech like this.
"Sorry," the red head at least seemed apologetic for that distraction, "so what's wrong with the machine?"
Takami didn't really care much about the conversation that happened after that, it was mostly her accusing him of being a spy, asking for his details, seeing some information that started to paint a picture that she took too long to notice.
And then she noticed it and her heart sank.
"Could you please blow into the machine… one more time?" she was feeling a sense of dread and horror at the possibility before her as she recalibrated the machine to do something it wasn't made to do.
And with the next puff, she finally understood what the problem was.
A partial match for two people.
And then she felt her head grow light as she processed the information she had just managed to discover.
Emiya Shirou, was her long lost son… her oldest son's twin brother…
"Uh, Sahashi-san, are you alright?" the boy asked her and she idly noted the fact that Karasuba was looking on in interest.
"Ah… well… I've discovered the problem," she admitted as she took in his features, "it was coming up as a partial match for two individuals… in the second database contained within the machine."
"Wait… so a partial match would mean that I am likely related to these people," the boy she now knew as Shirou said, earning a nod of confirmation from her, "so what was the second database checking?"
"A list of the MBI employees that were used to test the device to make sure it worked properly," she admitted, knowing that the next point would probably change everything.
"I see... so I have relatives that are still alive," the boy before her said with a contemplative air about him, "Sahashi-san... would it be possible to keep these people ignorant of me?"
She froze in disbelief at that question.
There was no way he could actually be asking something like that… was there?
Then the girl in red slapped him over the head.
"Gah! R-Rin! What was that for?!" he clearly seemed shocked by the girls action and in response, she simply crossed her arms before saying something that aught her off guard.
"Because I know you," that was a pretty straight forward answer but the following statement was even more important, "so I can tell that you really are interested in meeting them."
She noted the grimace that appeared on the young man's face before he opened his mouth and was immediately cut off by the purple haired girl in the pink cardigan.
"Senpai is too kind," her voice was quiet and clearly the girl wasn't as confident as the dark haired one that was apparently named Rin, "but your family will want to know you're alive won't they?"
"B-but they'll be better off without me," she felt her heart clench up at that statement, "I mean, they've already gone nearly fifteen years thinking I'm dead, so wouldn't it be easier for them to just keep thinking that?"
Easier for them.
She felt her rage boil up under her skin as she focused on that one part of the reason.
This young man planned on keeping his family in the dark about his existence so they wouldn't have to go through the trouble of reintegrating him back into their fold?
In the end though, regardless of his reasons, it didn't change the fact that his request was impossible.
"I'm afraid that your request is impossible," she stated bluntly as she had another look over the gathered group of women that were surrounding him, "however, I would like to ask this… what are those women to you?"
She really was curious, it was clear that they were close, but the question was, how close?
She already realized that this boy was clearly in a relationship with his adopted sister, but the question was what his connection to the rest was.
"We, are his lovers," the girl with light blue hair stated in a matter of fact tone.
The nods of agreement from the rest made it clear exactly what was going on.
"Uh… ah…" she had trouble thinking straight.
Perhaps if they were Sekirei then she would understand the situation, but for several women to be with the same man, fully aware of each other's existence and not making any negative motions towards each other was rather surreal to her… it was almost like one of those manga her daughter occasionally read.
"Tch, stop being melodramatic and just tell us where we can find his family already," the girl named Rin demanded and Takami found herself collecting herself before answering.
"You're looking at one of them," silence reigned as everyone processed that information.
"WAIT?! YOU DON'T MEAN?!" Shirou probably would've jumped out of his seat if he wasn't currently being held down by a few girls but it was clear he was shocked by the revelation.
"It turns out that I am your mother," it was clear that the realisation of just who he had been talking to was pressing into him as his eyes widened and she gave the girls another glance as if to point out that she knew about his relationships already.
"Oh? So you're Onii-chan's mother huh?" the white haired woman stated with a mischievous grin, "looks like white hair runs in both sides of the family."
She felt her eye twitch at that… seriously, a girlfriend was supposed to feel intimidated by the mother of a boy… at least, that was how she thought it was supposed to work but then again, she was just a teensy bit of a workaholic so she didn't have too much time to spend with her known children.
"Hmm… you know, I think I prefer Shirou with that mop of red on his head," the woman named Rin said while rustling his hair.
"R-Rin!" it was clear that he was embarrassed by the way she was treating him but Takami didn't know what to think.
Seriously, her other son had never even had a girlfriend, let alone several at the same time so this was alien territory for her… or rather, completely unfamiliar territory for her, since she actually worked with aliens that particular phrase was actually a bit out of place for her.
"That's enough!" she finally decided on the appropriate course of action and shouted while glaring at the girls that had gathered before continuing, "I have just found out my first son is alive and that he has a fucking harem, and you people don't even seem to realize just how bad the situation you are in is!"
Silence reigned before the girl in pink placed a finger to her chin and seemed to have a look of realization at whatever thought had crossed her mind.
"Ah! Of course! We need to tell Lorelei about this," the grey haired MBI employee nearly choked at the fact they seemed more concerned about this 'Lorelei' person than her, especially if the flinches were anything to go by.
"Y-yeah… but… that might make her come here too," the girl named Rin seemed hesitant at that claim.
"That would be… interesting," the blue haired woman stated with a thoughtful expression on her face.
"What's so interesting about bringing the Dominatrix over?" Takami found herself nearly choking at the dark haired girl's question.
"Because I think she would be interested in that woman over there," the blue haired beauty stated while pointing towards Karasuba.
"Oh? And you think I would care about some random woman?" oh god… this was bad, Karasuba sounded like she was actually getting interested and that never ended well.
"It doesn't matter… Lorelei gets pretty much anything she wants," Shirou said in a manner that said that he wasn't all that happy about it himself.
"Except the first wedding, that belongs to me," the white haired sister of the boy said with a smirk.
"LIKE HELL YOU ARE!" Takami found herself flinching back alongside Karasuba at the sudden outburst of about half the women that came with her newly not-quite-as-dead-as-she-thought son.
The argument that proceeded was one that she was certain she would never forget…
Especially with the way Shirou simply kept practically begging for her to save him.
Okay, that is is for now.
Just so you know, Sella and Leysritt weren't there because they were looking after the car that was meant to pick them up... along with all the male Servants.
And the reason Karasuba wasn't mentioned much was because Takami wasn't paying attention to her.
That's pretty much it.
So for now...
Shadow out.