Welcome to my personal pet project! I have been wanting to write this story for a while and finally decided, 'the hell with it', and threw this first chapter up to see if it would garner any interest. Please note that this story is rated M for adult content! It will be a Harem/Slice of Life/Romance story, and will contain parts of explicit sexual scenes. I will section them off as they occur in case any of you aren't interested in such things!
Also keep in mind that I will be taking a lot of creative liberty with this story, possibly changing the structure of some of the later stages as we progress through the stages of the Sekirei Project. I plan to limit the 'cringe' parts that occur in a lot of anime, there will be no excessive bleeding of the nose in this story – sorry! However the MC will be slightly awkward around his girls at first as he adjusts to his lifestyle getting rapidly more crazy! Also, besides Uzume (who I thought deserved better than what she got) the rest of the MC's Sekirei will be OCs who fill out the numbers in the list of Sekirei, there are a lot of holes!
Despite this being a Harem story, the main focus will not be lots of group sex and the like, but there will be some of that. The MC will go out of his way to develop each individual relationship with his Sekirei and desire to build a bond with each of them.
Tags for the story include: SI/OC, Harem, Slice of Life, Drama, Romance, Action, Adventure, (slight) Angst and Hurt/Comfort. There will possibly be darker themes of abuse and emotional trauma, but I haven't decided how in depth I will get into that yet!
Now, enough of my ranting. Enjoy chapter 1!
Confusion is the only emotion I can register as I am thrown out onto the street; the man's longer reach easily allowing him to toss me from the door to the sidewalk. I can hear the laughter of my wife -exwife – as the door slams shut. I blankly stare at the door as papers flutter all around me; a divorce agreement I did not agree to.
I remain on my hands and knees for an indeterminable amount of time. My gaze locked on the door and tears, when did I start crying?, sliding down my cheeks. The sound of splashes on paper jars me from my stupor; my tears a flowing freely, soaking the cover paper that lays on the sidewalk between my hands.
I try to gather myself as I collect the papers around me into a messy stack of somewhat damp sheets. I stand and, numbly, walk towards the street and fail to slow my racing mind, emotions and thoughts all screaming around my head at top speed as if fighting to be heard.
Divorced. Confusion. Cheated on me. Rage. Sadness. Loneliness… my feet carry me down the somewhat busy streets of Shinto Teito without command. A sudden wave of raw emotion slams into me like a tidal wave and I sink to my knees. Looking up at the sky I scream with a primal rage in an effort to release my raging emotions in one go. I care not for the onlookers and whispers as people point me out. I care not for the fact that I have just completely curled all of the papers in one hand.
Eventually my lungs run out of air and I am forced to breath in. The cool air rushing through my now abused windpipe burns and acts to sober me. My free hand comes up to wipe the tears from my soaked face and I force myself back to my feet.
Get it together, I chide myself. Turning down a side street, I hope to leave the public disturbance I just caused behind as I head north through the city. My mind races with thoughts of the future as I weigh my current position.
Recently laid off, kicked out of my house, and no money. The sun is already beginning it's descent on the horizon and I know that it is going to get cold fast. As my mind races to figure out my current predicament I fail to hear the shout of alarm from behind me. I also fail to recognize the following noise as the screeching of tires and the sound of a car's bumper jumping the curb.
I finally recognize the sound of a car's engine being far too close and I turn. For a moment my entire world is filled with blinding white light and then just as suddenly my world goes dark. After a few moments of disorientation I am able to recognize that I am laying down. A warm, thick liquid is pooling by my left ear and I am unable to move. Before I am able to open my eyes and make sense of anything my mind goes blank and I succumb to the darkness around me.
I can hear soft voices on either side of me but am still in a world of darkness. I try to make out what the voices are saying but my mind grasps onto an entirely different problem. My limbs are not responding to my commands. As my panic begins to rise so too do the sound of voices around me. I can feel my world spinning back into the void again, my efforts to fight it prove fruitless, and I succumb to it.
Multiple times I rotate through similar cycles, how many exactly I don't know, nor do I know how many days this lasts. All I do know is that eventually a time comes when not only my consciousness but also my vision returns as well. I slowly blink the dagger of light away as more and more color floods my eyes so that I can take in my surroundings.
I am laying in a bedroll on the floor, a door straight ahead of me. On my left is a slender yet shapely woman with fair skin. She smiles at me as she washes bandages in a bowl next to me. On my right is a young women with long dark brown hair and a pink and purple top that has a large golden star in the middle.
"You're finally awake!" the woman on my right exclaims loudly.
"Not so loud, Uzume! His hearing will likely be sensitive after being asleep for so long," the woman on my left chides softly. The brown-haired one immediately looks regretful, almost as if she is afraid of the one with purple hair.
"Where am I," I try to ask, but my ears faintly register something more like, "-ere mm uh-".
"Rest. You were injured just outside of my inn. Your brain is still healing and it will be better if you take it easy for a while," the one with purple hair replies as she gently places a cloth soaked with cool water on my forehead. The cooling sensation makes me sigh in contentment and I feel my shoulders relax deeper into the soft pillows beneath me.
The younger woman, Uzume, places a glass of water at my lips and helps me take a small sip. She giggles cutely as some of it spills out of the corner of my mouth and runs down my neck and onto my chest. She gently pulls the blankets that are covering me back and exposes my chest. I can see a large amount of bandages wrapping around my midsection before she quickly covers me back up after drying the spilled water.
"Hello, my name is Uzume," the brown-haired girl smiles down at me, "I will be helping Miya take care of you until you feel better," she says cheerily.
I attempt a weak smile before I turn my head back towards the purple-haired woman, Miya.
"What happened?" I ask, much more understandably now that my throat isn't so dry.
"You were walking down the street when a car swerved to avoid a pedestrian. The driver was unable to regain control of the vehicle and swerved right into you," Miya explains.
"The car smacked you head on and your body flew through the air and into the fence!" Uzume says excitedly, once again being scolded for being loud.
"You sustained heavy internal damage, mostly to your brain, and both of your legs were broken," Miya says with a frown.
"Luckily Homura and I were able carry you inside so that Miya could treat you," Uzume giggles at my dumbfounded face.
My eyes shift from one woman to the other, trying to figure out if they are exaggerating or not. Such a collision, surely I shouldn't be alive. Miya's calming voice stills my racing thoughts before a headache can form.
"Be at peace. We were able to fix you up and now your body can begin the long healing process. Allow me to check the bandages around your head one last time and then I have a small meal for you to try and eat before you get more rest. I am afraid you will need to remain here in bed for at least a few weeks before I can let you get up," she explains.
She gives me a sharp, yet calm, look as I am about to protest, "You will do as I say, young man," the look in her eyes broker no room for argument.
Geez she is one scary lady, I sigh internally and accept my fate.
"Good. Uzume's room is just next door, so if you need anything she will be close at hand," Miya informs me.
Uzume giggles next to me, "We are going to become such great friends," she exclaims excitedly.
Her cheerful personality is infectious and I can feel the pain in my heart, which has been gradually making itself more known, eases slightly at it.
Miya checks the bandages on around my head and once she confirms that the bleeding has subsided rewraps my head and informs me that once the wounds have fully healed she can remove the wraps permanently. My meal is the most divine rice and sushi I have ever had, washed down with more cold water thanks to Uzume, and leaves me feeling content and satisfied despite how small the meal was.
The two of them leave me to rest and despite the fact that I have been laying here for a few days at least, I find that sleep comes easily and quickly. And so, that is how the next few weeks go for me. Miya occasionally comes by to check my bandages and inform me how much healing I have left to do until I am allowed to move again. Uzume all but sleeps in my room, spending the majority of her time helping to keep my entertained. Reading me books, informing me of the recent news, and generally keeping my spirits up.
Only a few days after I initially woke up she finally addresses the stack of papers that they must have collected and brought in for me. After a very long, uncomfortable conversation, as well as a lot of tears, Uzume is able to drag the entire story out of me. By the end of it she is visibly upset and cutely declares that she is going to kick their asses for me, to which I quickly calm her and inform her that that is not needed.
Uzume and I form a close bond over the course of those weeks. She brings a lot of ease to my aching heart and constantly helps drag me out of the pits of despair I find myself in over and over.
"Stop being stupid, Kiyoshi," Uzume tells me for the hundredth time, "You are an amazing guy and you deserve to be happy."
I appreciate her kind words, as always, but they do little to stop the warring of logic and my emotions in my head. I realize now that the suddenness of being abandoned by my wife- exwife- for someone else did a toll to my self confidence. That blow coming shortly after having been laid off from work and the passing of my parents had felt like a sever kick while I was already down.
"I know, I know," I sigh as I stare longingly out the window from the chair in my room. It was just a few days ago that I was allowed to move again, but we discovered very quickly that the muscles in my legs had atrophied severely in my weakened state. Every step was painful, and therefore I had to lean heavily on Uzume for assistance every time I wanted to sit down, stand up, or go anywhere. It took many, many awkward trips to the bathroom for me to adjust to this new lifestyle.
"You really are quite handsome," Uzume tells me with a slight blush.
Her words shock me still for a moment, my mind reeling to register what she said. I stare at my reflection in the window and can't help but wonder how she can think that. I'd have considered myself average looking, at best, prior to the accident. Now, the majority of my muscle mass had burned away and left me soft and a little fat in places. A scare ran from just above my left ear across the side of my head to my temple before deepening and running in a jagged line down to the corner of my jaw.
I turn my gaze to her and can't help but let my eyes roam her body, not for the first time, before I regain control of my impulses. Our eyes meet and I am shocked by the depth of feeling I can see in her eyes. Despite that, I can't help but feel hopelessly out of my league in comparison to her.
"You don't mean that," I whisper softly and gaze back outside, desperately trying to see through my reflection in the window.
Uzume suddenly rises from her chair and crosses the distance between us rapidly. She kneels on the floor next to me and takes my head in one hand, gently turning me to look at her.
"Kiyoshi, I do mean it. You are the one I have been looking for," she tells me.
"Whaaa," I fail to finish my sentence, too confused by what she said.
"Please," she begs as she leans in closer to me, angling my head so that her lips are mere inches from mine, "You are meant to be my Ashikabi. I can feel it," she finishes, he cheeks fully flushed with desire.
"Uzume… I don't – I don't understand," I stutter, my mind struggling to keep up.
She leans upward towards me, time feels like it slows down as she gets closer and closer, and then suddenly he lips are upon mine and a raging warmth spreads throughout my body. Even with my eyes closed I can sense that a bright light fills the room but I pay it no mind. Her lips feel so incredibly soft on mine.
Uzume moans in pleasure before finally breaking the kiss; the light in the room dying down as she does.
"Kiyoshi- thank you," Uzume breathes into my chest as she lightly hugs me. I wrap my arms around her and hold her close, desperately trying to comprehend what just happened.
Two individuals are standing on a large platform atop Teito Tower. One of them, a clipboard in hand, approaches the other as he gazes across the city.
"Sir, we have just hit 30% of freed Sekirei being winged," the assistant says.
"Excellent," the man, Minaka Hiroto, grins as his eye pan across the northern side of the city, "Everything is proceeding as planned. Soon Stage one will be complete. Begin preparing the troops for Stage two," he commands. Ignoring the affirmation from his underling, Minaka laughs viciously as he imagines the dawn of a new era being born. Everything he has worked towards for years is beginning to come together.
And I'm back! I hope you guys enjoyed this short teaser into my SI/OC Sekirei story! I know this chapter progressed at a rapid pace, Uzume and Kiyoshi getting together may have seemed a bit rushed, but I hope to flesh out their interactions in the future and give you guys a good taste of their relationship before it progresses further! Please let me know what you thought! I will continue to work on this story and try to get a few chapters ahead before I begin posting future chapters! I am not quite sure how often I will post updates, but hopefully after a few chapters I will enter a rhythm. Until next time!
