Hannya of the North

Sahashi Takami, head researcher and person in charge of the Sekirei plan, had a massive headache. It was probably one of the biggest headaches she'd ever had. The only one bigger was when her ex-husband had come up with the Plan. That one had been worse because it had hit her all at once where this one had been steadily rising into what it was now.

It had started with the cameras on one side of the Tower going on the fritz. Then the silent alarm in number 07's room went off and then the cameras and microphones in that room cut out. The next thing was two shouts of anger a few minutes later. After that was when they got the cameras fixed and noticed that Akitsu wasn't in her room anymore. And finally there was now. The alert for a Sekirei being winged went off a minute ago. That wasn't what was causing her headache to worsen however. It was the fact that Akitsu, the broken Sekirei, had been winged. It certainly didn't help that they didn't know who had winged her. Not even a photo of who had done it!

Massaging her forehead, she barked out, "I want to know who winged Akitsu an hour ago!" She turned to glare at a grinning Minaka. "Stop grinning you idiot! Some unknown person has winged a Sekirei that was supposed to be impossible to wing!"

The man's grin only widened, "Exactly! This was already going to be an incredible event, but now an unknown variable has been thrown in that can wing a Sekirei that was broken! It's going to get exciting with whoever winged number 07 around."

Takami just sighed tiredly before issuing orders to find out the identity of the mystery Ashikabi.

At the hotel…

Harry leant back across the bed, holding himself up with his arms, and tilted his head to the side as he went over what he had learned and doing his best to keep his anger in check. Akitsu, as well as those other three, was something called Sekirei. Sekirei were, apparently, an alien race that had crashed landed on Earth. They had been discovered by Minaka Hiroto, who was the CEO of a company called MBI, and taken to Teito Tower which was MBI Headquarters.

That wasn't what had pissed him off though, no what he was pissed off at was the bastard had decided to make a game out of them finding what they thought was their destined one. He was pitting them against each other and the ones that lost get separated from their Ashikabi. Considering the fact that her soul needed to be intact to create a bond spoke of how close a Sekirei and Ashikabi became, not to mention the fact he had felt something meld to his soul. So that this madman would knowingly toy with this angered Harry in a way that he hadn't been angered in a long time and resolved to teach the bastard a lesson.

"Ashikabi-sama," Akitsu spoke up. "Who is she? She doesn't feel like a Sekirei, but she appeared from nowhere."

Using his Occlumency, Harry kept his face stoic so that she didn't think he was mad at her and answered her, "Before I answer that I would feel better getting further away from Teito Tower." Looking down at the woman still snuggled into his chest, which he was rather surprised that he was fine with despite having just met her, he asked, "You wouldn't happen to know of a place do you?" He knew it was a long shot, but maybe one of the people there talked about something, not caring about her being there because they didn't think she would get away from them, at least not unless it was on their terms.

She was silent a moment before saying, "Some of the people spoke of how they wouldn't go north unless they absolutely had to. I'm not entirely sure why, but I heard them say the Hannya of the North."

Harry nodded slowly, "Alright, we'll head there tomorrow and then I will explain everything to you alright?" She immediately nodded in agreement. "And Akitsu-chan?" Her eyes widened at the honorific and looked up at him. "Please call me by my name."

"Hai, Harry-sama," she said.

He sighed, but let it go for now. He figured he wouldn't be able to get her comfortable with him right away. He stood up, helping Akitsu to her feet, despite her silent protest, nothing obvious, but he could see in her eyes she didn't want to get up.

"We need to get you some clothes, Akitsu-chan," he said. "Conjured objects will last a while depending on how much I put into it, but they won't last forever."

She nodded in understanding, but he could still see that she wanted to stay. Deciding to placate her, when they left the room he put an arm around her waist and pulled her close. A small dusting of pink appeared on her cheeks and she leaned her head against his shoulder. He was still surprised how comfortable he was around Akitsu to put his arm around her so easily. As they exited the hotel, he decided to ask Morana.

"Do you know why I am so comfortable around her?" he asked.

"It has something to do with Sekirei I believe," she answered. "Since their souls connect to yours it makes it to where it's easier to fall in love with them. It isn't necessarily making you fall for her, but it is helping it go faster than it would normally. I'm sure that these are your feelings, because, for one, I would notice something influencing you and, for another, with how important an Ashikabi seems to be to them I don't really think forcing a feeling on them would benefit them."

"That's good to know," he said, relieved that he wouldn't have to worry about his feelings toward the woman leaning against him. With how fragile she was he didn't want to do anything to hurt her, but if she was influencing him he would have to sever it.

"In fact," she continued. "I'm sure that if you didn't want to fall in love it likely wouldn't affect you. I'm also sure that if someone with a personality like or even similar to Malfoy would damage the bond greatly."

Harry nodded as it made sense. Since like she said it wouldn't help the Sekirei if it was forced. If someone acted like Lucius, who would treat them no better than animals, the bond would remain fragile and weak.

He then asked, "There was something I was wondering, but didn't get the chance to ask earlier."

"What is it?" she questioned.

"Well why didn't we appear where the arch showed? You know where those women and the soldiers were fighting?"

"Just because it shows something doesn't mean that you will appear there," she told him. "For example, just because the arch that showed the other version of you being placed at Privet Drive doesn't mean that's where the you that entered that archway would show up."

Harry felt his eye twitch, "That would have been nice to know before we entered the archways."

He heard her giggle before saying, "Now where would the fun be in that? It was harmless enough not to mention after all."

Mentally sighing and shaking his head, the returned outward and began looking around for a clothes shop. The came upon a mall and he decided to enter it so that he could get some other things that he might need.

They stopped at a clothing shop first so that she could change out of the conjured clothes. It took a minute to convince the introverted woman that she could pick whatever clothing she like not what he liked. She picked out several outfits, but the one that she wore out of the store was a top that was a white shirt with long, flowing sleeves in a similar make to a kimono, but that was where the similarities ended. The cut out for her head was lined with black fabric and was larger than the standard cutout for her head, it was wider, allowing some of Akitsu's shoulders to be seen and then going down in a very low V cut that showed off nearly a third of her breasts and stopped at her upper stomach. A black obi with a bow in the front held the shirt tightly against her body. She had chains in her ensemble, which was used to bind her clothes together above her breasts, while the other set looped around her neck and then went down between her cleavage.

Harry had blushed a good deal at seeing her outfit and it only increased when he paid for it and the woman behind the counter gave him a rather suggestive smile.

When they finished in the clothes store Harry decided to get a phone so that he didn't draw attention with how advanced the one from his world was. Once he purchased one he started to search for things about MBI. What he found wasn't really encouraging. Dealing with Minaka turned out to be harder than just silencing the man like he had hoped he could do. With as much of the city that he had under his control and how some things were apparently dependent on MBI.

The ones that weren't, were with some man named Higa Izumi. When he read what the young man had done he was instantly reminded of Lucius Malfoy. While true that he could just be a rich man that wanted to donate to places, like Neville had done when he became Head of his House, he simply seemed too good to be true. The man always made his donations public so that people would know he was the one that had donated. He'd keep an eye on the man in case he ended up being like Lucius.

He would have to deal with him as well if he was, but his main target was Minaka. Harry would have to plan very carefully so that the people of the city didn't suffer when the man was dealt with. And he would be dealt with. How he wasn't sure yet, but the madman wouldn't like it.

Finished with their shopping for now the two headed back to the hotel since it was getting late which worked for Harry as healing Akitsu's soul took a good deal out of him. As the sun disappeared behind the horizon the two entered their room.

"Go ahead and take the bed Akitsu-chan," Harry said as he laid onto the couch and was out almost as his head hit the pillow.

XxXxXx

Harry slowly woke up and immediately realized their was a weight on his chest. Looking down, his face lit up in a blush as he saw a completely naked Akitsu laying on top of him, her breasts pressed against his chest. He took a moment to calm down before he started to wake the sleeping woman up.

"Akitsu, it's morning, time to get up," he said, quietly. Her eyes fluttered before the slowly opened. When she made eye contact with him she smiled and snuggled closer to him. "Uh, Akitsu-chan?" he spoke up getting her attention. "Why are you naked? It wouldn't be too bad if you were at least wearing underwear, but you're completely nude." He didn't really need to know why she was laying with him. He figured it most likely had something to do with wanting to make sure he was real and that he would still be there when she woke up.

She glanced down at her bare breasts and her cheeks gained a healthy dusting of pink. "They… were uncomfortable," she said.

"Ah, right. We didn't get you any nightclothes," he muttered.

"Nightclothes?" she asked.

"Yes. In my haste to get you some clothes that weren't conjured I forgot to mention that there are clothes for sleeping in. There are plenty that are made for comfort and should work fine for you to sleep in," he explained. He sat up, bringing Akitsu with him, before stretching, getting several pops from his back. "Why don't you take a shower and I'll get everything we bought put away." Akitsu nodded and dutifully went to the bathroom. "*sigh* I'm going to have to break her of that," he said quietly to himself.

It didn't take long for him to pack everything into his expanded trunk and for Akitsu to finish washing. He had to spin around to avoid catching a full look of Akitsu's naked body. He then cleaned himself before they left the hotel and, after casting obscuring charms on Akitsu and himself, started heading north.

Elsewhere...

In the north at an inconspicuous inn, a rather suspicious woman was using her computers to look through the many cameras that MBI liberally used, as she was wont to do. It was as she was doing this that she noticed something very weird and worrying.

She pressed a button to activate one of her microphones in the house and said "Miya."

"Yes?" a distinctively feminine voice responded.

"There is something weird going on with MBI's cameras," she said.

"...And?" Miya asked.

"Well, with how advanced their technology is, it is very strange for them to be malfunctioning without someone messing with them," she explained. She quickly said, "And before you ask, no I haven't done anything to the ones that I am using."

"Well what is wrong with them?"

"Two peoples faces are blurred like they sometimes do on news broadcasts," she answered. "Two people that, if I'm interpreting their path correctly, are headed here."

There was silence on the other end for a moment before, "That is rather suspicious. And there isn't anything wrong with the cameras?"

"Nothing," she confirmed. "I checked several times before I decided to inform you."

"Very well. I'll meet with them and see if they are going to be problem for any of my tenants. If they don't intend any harm then I'll just talk to them. If they do, well…" she let the threat hang and the woman at the computers shuddered at the thought of Miya dealing with someone.

Harry and Akitsu stopped in front of an inn that looked like a classic Japanese house that was two stories tall. Feeling something similar to Akitsu, Harry activated his Mage Sight and took an involuntary step back. The power coming from the building was immense. There were several different powers inside, but there was one in particular that easily dwarfed Dumbledore and Voldemort.

The door suddenly opened and the one that had the immense power stepped out. She was a slender yet shapely woman with fair skin and brown eyes. She had waist-length purple hair with shorter bangs in a hime style. She wore the traditional attire of a miko that consisted of a purple hakama, a white haori with a sash-like belt, wooden sandals and a white ribbon to partially held her hair in place. He noticed immediately that, despite being slightly different, she had the same signature to Akitsu, indicating that she was a Sekirei.

'I wonder if they have different abilities and that's the difference I see,' he wondered.

Despite her peaceful expression and nonthreatening stance, Harry could tell that she was completely on guard and her eyes were calculating. However, her stance completely changed when she laid eyes on Akitsu. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened ever so slightly. Having dispelled the obscuring charm she could see the Sekirei woman clearly.

Showing that she was indeed a Sekirei, the woman was suddenly in front of Akitsu and looking closely at her forehead. After a moment a brilliant smile appeared on her face before she turned to Harry.

"Did you do this to her?" she asked.

Not sensing or hearing any accusation in her tone he nodded slowly. He suddenly found himself engulfed in a hug. Ignoring her rather impressive bust pressing against his chest he looked down at the woman.

"I can't thank you enough for healing one of my little birds," she said, gratefully.

"So you are a Sekirei," he said, correctly connecting the bird on the crest and the meaning of sekirei with what she just said.

The woman suddenly jumped back. "How did you-" she trailed off when their eyes met and she saw his were an odd silver before they suddenly shifted to an emerald green that she found rather enchanting. Shaking herself of the random thought, she said, "How did you know about that?"

Harry arched a brow at the woman, "Well for one thing you referred to Akitsu as one of your birds."

A faint blush appeared on her cheeks at her slip, but recovered easily, "And what about the other reason?"

Glancing over, he saw a sign that Izumo Inn. Returning his gaze, he asked, "Do you have a room?" The woman nodded slowly and he continued, "Well, if you let us stay I would explain about how I was able to tell as well as erect some protections if you want in case someone finally gets brave, or stupid given that MBI doesn't want to mess with you, enough to attack."

"Why?" she asked suspiciously.

Harry crossed his arms and scowled, "Because I want to be as far from Minaka's influence as possible." He then growled, "What he's making the Sekirei do, pitting them against each other and putting their future with their chosen person on the line, pisses me off beyond belief."

Miya blinked at the venom in the man's voice when he spoke of Minaka. She hadn't expected to find anyone besides her, Homura, and Takami that would despise the madman this much and she was sure that he didn't even know the man!

The way he spoke of the Sekirei Plan showed that he had come across something similar before. It didn't seem to be as serious as this or in the same vein, but it was similar and still bad.

"I suppose it's fine," she agreed, cautiously. "How could you protect the inn though?"

The man suddenly grinned, "I'll explain that inside. Oh, and I'm Harry Potter and, just in case, this is Akitsu."

"I'm Miya Asama," she said, smiling slightly. Despite being cautious she was still incredibly grateful that he had healed Akitsu and, from the looks of it, gave her, her Ashikabi.

Harry arched a brow at the fact that Miya seemed to have a last name when Akitsu apparently didn't, but didn't voice it at the moment. The two followed the purple haired woman into the inn.

"There's a room on the first floor that isn't being used. The others are occupied by me, a man named Kagari, and the last one is used by a frequent visitor," she told them. "Akitsu, you and Harry will take the unoccupied room. I don't condone any fighting, obscenity," she then gave him a sharp look, "or illicit sexual activity."

Harry held his hands up, "Hey Akitsu may be beautiful, but I just met her. I'm going to get to know her before I even begin to think about those kinds of things."

Akitsu blushed at being called beautiful while Miya nodded in approval. She showed them the room they would stay in before leaving, stating that she was going to get started on lunch. Harry walked into the room and took out two trunks. He had several, but the ones he pulled out were the one with clothes and one that was packed with furniture. Waving his hand he levitated two beds, a loveseat, work desk, and a chair out and arranging them around the room. The room had a closet so he didn't bring out a dresser, but also brought a desk lamp and laptop. Opening the other trunk he brought out his wand, since he needed more precision for so many small things. With a flick, all of Akitsu's clothes and some of his flew to the closet and were either hung up or folded away. When he was finished he left the room and found Akitsu waiting outside.

Harry arched a brow, "You didn't have to wait for me to let in you know?"

The Sekirei shook her head, "I will wait for Harry-sama before-"

Harry cut her off by placing a finger on her lips and looked into the woman's still rather dull eyes.

"You don't don't need try and serve me Akitsu," he said, firmly. "I'm not going to abandon you just because you don't." Her flinch and lowering of her head told him he hit the nail on the head. He cupped her cheek and gently lifted her head to look him in the eyes before softly kissing her. While he didn't quite love her yet, he felt that he could easily fall for the timid woman. Pulling away, he pressed his forehead against hers and said, "Don't worry Akitsu, you will never lose me."

Akitsu wrapped her arms around him and pulled him closer before she buried her head into his chest. Harry placed his chin on top of her head as he rubbed her back comfortingly.

Miya smiled softly as she saw Harry reassuring one of her birds. It wasn't surprising that Akitsu would be afraid of being discarded with the fact that she didn't think that she would even get an Ashikabi. However, despite just meeting him, she had the feeling that abandoning Akitsu wouldn't even cross emerald-eyed man's mind.

She waited a moment, before walking around the corner. "Lunch is ready you two," she said. "I would like to introduce you to some of the other tenants of the inn."

Separating, but keeping his arm around her waist, Harry nodded, "Alright, and while we eat, I'll explain how I'll help protect the inn."

Nodding back, Miya led them to the living room where a table was set up. The food was spread out across the table with several people already sitting around it. The table was set with rice, grilled fish, tempura, as well as bread.*

One was a young man that was of above average-height and slim with messy black hair, similar to his own, but not as wild, gray eyes, wearing a white shirt and blue jeans. He reminded him of how his friend Neville used to be, minus being rather chubby, though Neville fixed that after third year, with how he seemed nervous and didn't seem to have a lot of confidence in himself.

The person next to him was a fair-skinned young woman of average height and slender build. She sported a very developed and curvaceous body with a slim waist and flared hips. She had brown eyes and brown hair. Her hair was hime-styled; it had short bangs, chin-length strands surrounding her head and framing her face, a single antenna-like strand that hung just above her head, and hip-length hair that was tied in a ponytail. She was wearing a white gi with red string decorating it that resembled the traditional clothing worn by a miko with the addition of a short red skirt, mid-calf brown boots, and upper thigh-high white stockings. She seemed to exude a feeling of happiness and excitement. She had an innocence that belied the age she appeared to be.

The final person was a well-endowed young woman with long, dark brown hair, and brown eyes. She wore a pink and violet belly top with a golden star on the front and a golden "10" on the back and capri jeans. All three had already started eating as they walked in.

"This is Minato, Musubi, and Uzume," Miya introduced them, pointing to the young man, then the girl in the miko-like outfit, and lastly the other brunette respectively. "Everyone, this is Harry and Akitsu."

"Hello / Hey / Hi!" Minato, Uzume, and Musubi said.

"Hello," Akitsu said.

Harry nodded in greeting as he stared up at the ceiling to his left. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Uzume tense and Miya twitch. He stared at the spot for a moment before turning back to the three at the table.

"So, how many of you are Sekirei?" he asked. Minato and Uzume's eyes widened while Musubi just smiled happily.

"Musubi is! So is Uzume!" the brunette with the ponytail exclaimed. "And Minato is my Ashikabi," she added, grabbing the boy's arm and pulling it between her breasts making his face light up in a blush. Minato rubbed the back of his head sheepishly with his other hand.

"Hang on," Uzume spoke up, realizing something. "Did you say Akitsu, Miya?"

The landlady smiled happily, "Indeed I did, Uzume. I'm sure you can tell that she isn't broken anymore and Harry is her Ashikabi."

The two Sekirei smiled brightly and congratulated Akitsu on being able to find an Ashikabi. Said Sekirei blushed slightly, but had a happy smile on her face as well.

When they were done Miya turned to Harry and asked, "You mentioned something about protections? How exactly would you go about doing that?"

"Well before that you need to know some things about me," he stated, sitting at the table. Harry knew he was taking a chance with confiding everything with them, but he had felt her own negative feelings toward Minaka and the Plan when he had mentioned it.

So, while they ate, he began explaining to them about how he was from a society that liked to keep itself secret and that they had plenty of ways to hide themselves from being discovered. Though he kept the fact that he could erase and/or modify memories a secret for now. No need for them to freak out about whether they had their memories messed with or not. He told them the reason that they kept themselves cut off from everyone else is because they had magic. When the others were skeptical of magic existing, he waved his hand and transfigured one of the cups into a strange creature that looked like a black furred platypus without a beaver tail or webbed feet. They all stared at the thing dumbfounded, even Akitsu. She had seen him use magic sure, but to turn something inanimate to something alive was a shock. With another wave of his hand the Niffler was returned to a cup.

He then told them some the creatures and races that existed, the Sekirei were unsurprisingly interested when he mentioned veela.

"Speaking of my old life," Harry said tentatively, placing his chopsticks down and snaking an arm around Akitsu. "I feel like I should tell you this Akitsu." She looked up at him curiously and slightly apprehensively. "I had three wives before coming here."

As he had expected Akitsu made to move, whether to run or just move away he didn't know, but he held her in place. Before she could really panic Uzume chimed in noticing the tense he had used.

"Had?" she asked.

The wizard nodded, "That's right. They passed on well before I came here."

Akitsu eased slightly that he wasn't married anymore, but still self-conscious about the fact he had been married before. Noticing this, Harry crossed his legs and pulled the Sekirei into his lap. He wrapped his arms around her midsection and laid his head on her shoulder. He didn't say anything as he had already told her everything he needed to say. He would let his actions speak for themselves for now and if she needed it later he would reassure her however she needed. It took a minute, but she eventually leaned into his embrace.

After a few moments of silence Miya spoke up, "So, you are going to protect the inn using magic?"

"Yes, I will," he confirmed. "I'll be setting up things called wards that will keep people with ill intentions away. I'm going to set up several layers. On the outside will be ones that will make the person think that they have something else that they need to do. If they push forward the second layer will warn them by electrocuting them slightly, no more than what a taser would do. The final wards will knock them out, restrain them, and deposit them in front of the inn for us to deal with. Depending on the situation, I would normally put up more harmful wards." At Miya's sharp look he held up his hands, "I said normally, Miya-san and that it depended on the situation. I don't know how many Sekirei would/will be made to attack, so I'm not going to do anything fatale or even that harmful."

Miya relaxed, "Very well. Those wards sound good. When will you set them up?"

Placing Akitsu on the zabuton, he stood up, "I'll do it right now." He took out another trunk and began going through it to get what he needed to set up the wards.

* I don't know if this is a normal Japanese style lunch, but it's all I could really think that goes together of the food I saw when searching for Japanese food.