"So, do you understand the rules Patrick?" Minaka was proud of himself. He didn't mess up a single line in the explanation, and it was on his first try. This is why he should be God, he didn't have any flaws. While Karasuba had an evil smile, Patrick seemed almost horrified. Why would Minaka make Sekirei, brothers and sisters, fight each other to the death, there wasn't any logical explanation besides Minaka being a psycho.

"Yeah, but why?" Patrick was at a loss for how this ever even came to Minaka's mind. To Patrick, Minaka was his hero, everything he desired to be, but now he wasn't so sure. Minaka laughed at Patrick's question; of course this simple minded being wouldn't be able to understand.

"Why? So I can become a god!" Patrick was officially horrified. Not only was his hero a psycho, but he also had a god-complex, but Minaka stopped when a thought came to him.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that #4 is part of the discipline squad and since she is winged already, one of my henchman can longer acquire her; so, congratulations, you have just joined the ranks of MBI!" Not only did he just gain a new staff member, he also has Karasuba more powerful than she ever was before. This was a complete win for Minaka, he really should be God.

"Um, thanks for the offer, but, uh, I'm going to have to decline." That stopped Minaka stone cold.

"What?" Patrick scratched the back of his head while trying to shift his body in Karasuba's arms. Being held like that was really starting mess up his back, but Karasuba just kept staring off into space, excited for the bloodshed.

"Well, to be honest, I did want to work at your company, I really did; but, I don't want to work here like that. I don't want to be some guy that just handles people to go fight to the death later. Actually, I'm still not entirely sure if I would even want to be part of this. That's why I'm declining your offer, sir." Patrick was proud of himself. He didn't stutter once and almost kept eye contact the entire time. Minaka on the other hand, was not pleased at all. If Patrick didn't have Karasuba with him, Minaka would've killed him for disrespecting him. How dare this inferior boy say no to him! He was Hiroto Minaka! The next God over the world!

While Minaka was funimg, Patrick finally go to the point where staying Karsuba's arms any no longer he might start cramping from staying in one position so long.

"Hey Karasuba, can we, uh, go home now? It's been a long day." Karasuba finally snapped back to reality. When he said that, she realized he had declined Minaka's offer and she was about to yell at him until he took the job, but as soon as she breathed in to force him to take the job, he looked at her with his big brown eyes and she lost the urge to fight him on this. Who knew she would be a sucker for those big brown eyes? Now that she took a closer look at him, she realized how attractive he was to her. He had short brown hair that was slicked up with gel, he had large brown eyes that pretty much sucked the soul out of her, and while he looked young, he was actually pretty tall at roughly 6 ft. Only thing was he looked way too skinny, almost like the breeze would blow him over and sitting all the time didn't show his full height.

"But-," he just stared at her and she folded. "Alright." Minaka was speechless. He didn't think anyone could make Karasuba do anything she didn't want to do, Minaka thought she would fight Patrick practically to the death about letting her be in the discipline squad, but she just accepted it with absolutely no fight. How powerful of an Ashikabi was he if he could tame Karasuba. Minaka just stared at them while they walked out of his office with his fists clenched already thinking about how to kill the boy, but he still needed Karasuba. He was in a pickle here, and he didn't like that, not one bit.

XxX

When Karasuba and Patrick made it back to his home, Karasuba set him down on his small couch. #4 looked at his house and immediately decided they needed an upgrade. There was only one bed room; there was a small bathroom and a kitchen. The only furniture he had was a couch, TV, and a bed.

Patrick watched her look at his house with a hint of disgust, He knew it wasn't exactly the best house on the Earth but it wasn't as bad as a lot of places. Before Patrick drifted off to sleep he asked Karasuba a question.

"Hey, Karasuba, do you like to fight?" Karasuba looked at him with confusion. What sparked him to ask that?

"Of course, it's my favorite thing to do." Patrick looked at her with sad eyes and Karasuba knew that he was going to tell her not to fight anymore. Of course, the one Ashikabi she gets doesn't want her to fight. But on this subject, she would put her foot down because the one thing she wouldn't allow him to do was to tell her what she could and couldn't do.

"Alright, but please do be safe if you do fight." Karasuba froze. Did he really tell her he could fight? That wasn't even close to what she was expecting.

"Wait, you're okay with me fighting?" Maybe he could be a good Ashikabi.

"Well, not really, but if that is truly what your passion is, I shouldn't be the one to stop you. Even if you're my g-g-girlfriend now, I wouldn't want to get in, uh, your way of your passion." Patrick rubbed his hands together sheepishly. Karasuba allowed one of her rare smiles of affection slip while he was looking at the ground. Not only was he a powerful Ashikabi, he also was going to allow her to fight. Maybe she was wrong about him after all. Or maybe he was naïve enough to think that she wouldn't kill the Sekirei she fought. Either way, it worked out for her.

"Well, um, you're probably pretty tired, so, uh, make yourself at home and I'll take the, um, couch tonight and you can sleep on the bed. Goodnight, Karasuba." And with that, he was out like a light. Karasuba was walking to her new bed, but she paused right before she got into the room. She walked back over to Patrick and picked him up as lightly as she could and took him over to their bed and lied down with him. When he was asleep, he looked like a 12 year old, she almost felt like a pedophile for doing this but she didn't really care.

"Goodnight Patrick."

XxX

Kazehana was walking around Tokyo when she found out that she wasn't reacting to Minaka. He just didn't have the same spark that made her love him in the first place. So after that realization, she bought a bottle of sake and decided to see the sights of Tokyo. It was quite beautiful at night, but she was getting annoyed because she didn't know where her Ashikabi was or if her new lover would be a kind, strong man or a terrible person. She hoped for the former, but after the thought of having a dick as her Ashikabi, she decided to buy another bottle of sake, and another one, and another one, and then five more until she was completely hammered. She walked aimlessly around Tokyo until she got to a street she recognized.

While she stumbled around, she actually got herself to Izumo Inn and then proceeded to fall face first into the door. A shuffling could be heard thoughout the house and when the door opened, a girl with long brown hair, and a pink belly shirt came out and almost stepped on Kazehana. Uzume almost panicked but Miya came quickly behind her wondering what the noise was.

"Oh, it's you Kazehana." Miya was pleasantly surprised by Kazehana's entrance. It had been a long time since they had last met.

"M- *hic* Miya! Hi *hic*," all of her words were slurred and she was barely holding onto consciousness. Miya sighed before she lifted Kazehana up and brought her inside. Uzume didn't even question who it was and just shrugged then closed the door; it was going to be a fun night for sure. Uzume just hoped she would have a better time finding her Ashikabi tomorrow than she did today.

XxX

When Patrick woke up in the morning, he wasn't sure if everything that had happened yesterday was a dream, or if it was all real. But the warm comforting presence that surrounded him, led him to believe that it wasn't just a dream. He looked around him and saw that he was in his bed, which was odd because he could've sworn he took the couch the day before, he turned his head to see Karasuba staring straight at him, while she had her arms wrapped around him; she was basically using him as a giant cuddling pillow. Oh, and she wasn't wearing any clothes.

Patrick rolled out of the bed onto the ground with a loud thud before he started crawling to the corner to cover his eyes.

"I-I'm sorry Karasuba, I did- didn't mean to look!" He was covering his eyes in hopes that he didn't look like a tomato, but his face felt like it was a hundred degrees. While Patrick was blushing and dying of embarrassment, Karasuba smirked and got out of the bed. While she still didn't have any clothes on, she walked over to Patrick and wrapped her arms around him. Patrick stiffened when he felt her boobs press into his back.

"Good morning to you to. How did you sleep?" she said playfully. It was really funny watching him get so embarrassed, he looked like an overgrown tomato.

"Great!" His voice cracked when he said that getting a snicker out of Karasuba. He was making a terrible impression of himself to her. Most guys would be considered lucky if they had a smoking hot girl in their room that was also naked, but he wasn't like most guys. This was his nightmare, a scenario he never ever wanted to actually play out. "Uh, so, why don't, yo-you put your clothes back on and then we can, uh, do something, but I don't mean something like that, I mean like an activity, but not that kind of activity…" he stopped before he made it any worse.

"Hmm, alright, we can do something today, or we could do something a little more fun." Karasuba was still smiling while she whispered in his ear; he almost broke his back from straightening it so fast. She let go of him and went to go get her uniform back on. Patrick tried his hardest not to uncover his eyes, but the temptation was too much so he finally just peaked and saw her butt, and a small trickle of blood came out of his nose. It was way too much stimulation so early in the morning, any more of it and he might pass out. But Karasuba knew that he took a peek of her while she was changing, and she was happy with the reaction she got out of him.

'This is going to be fun,' she thought.

Once they had both gotten changed and had both taken a shower, Patrick's took a lot longer for obvious reasons, they tried to decide on what they wanted to do.

"We could go to the mall, or something. Maybe we could see a movie or get some dinner?" Patrick wanted to go on a normal first date but Karasuba had a different idea.

"Maybe we could go see an old friend of mine, I could introduce you to some people I knew from when I used to work for MBI?" Patrick actually really liked that idea. Maybe he could learn a little bit more about Karasuba's past because he had a strong feeling she wouldn't tell him herself.

While Patrick thought it was actually going to just have nice friendly visit, she had an ulterior motive. She wanted Miya to know that she had actually gotten an Ashikabi, to let her know that soon she would become even more powerful than "the pillar" herself. One day, she wanted to kill Miya, and Patrick might be the trump card she needed. She didn't think in any way that this could be a bad idea, oh how she was wrong.

"Alright, yeah that seems like it'll be a lot of fun. When do you want to go?" Karasuba was already getting out of her seat.

"Why not right now?"

XxX

Miya was cleaning up Izumo Inn when she heard a knock on the door; she thought it possibly was another Sekirei looking to take refuge from MBI so she opened the door with her usual smile.

"Hello, welcome to Izumo Inn…," she trailed off when she saw a young handicapped boy in a wheelchair a bottle of wine in hand and a pleasant smile on his face. Miya's heart started to beat faster and she slowly started to get warmer. She didn't think it was possible but it seemed like this young boy was the one that was making her react yesterday. And now that he was closer, the heat was practically radiating off of her.

'Such a strong Ashikabi!' Miya was in shock that such young boy could have such a powerful aura. Especially if he was disabled, his mental prowess must be off the charts.

"Hello, uh, my name's Patrick and we were wondering if we would be allowed to come in." Patrick asked as politely as he could. Miya was a very beautiful woman with long purple hair, and a very feminine body but there was something about her that Patrick couldn't out his finger on. While he was talking to her he started to heat up and passed it off as him just being embarrassed and nervous. He hoped he had made a good first impression. While Miya was lost in the thought that she could actually be reacting to this kid, she didn't understand something.

"What do you mean 'we'?"

"Hello Miya," Karasuba said while finally coming into view. Miya's smile was gone in an instant at the thought that her longtime rival would actually show her face at her Inn.

"Hello, Karasuba." While they were having a stare off Patrick just watched in complete ignorance of what was actually happening, thinking that it was just two old friends talking to each other.

"So, Miss, can we please come in?" Miya's eye twitched, but she wouldn't let Karasuba intimidate her. She assumed the only reason Karasuba would come to the Inn and risk being killed was if she had just become even more powerful, enough that she might even be able to match her in a fight. And she was still living by the rule she couldn't turn anyone away.

"Of course, I always love having old friends over." Miya would not back down and that's exactly what Karasuba thought she would say. Patrick just had calm smile, and was excited that he could learn more about his new girlfriend.

The trio walked into the dining room where Kazehana was drinking sake, trying to get rid of her hangover, sort of counterproductive. But she sobered up immediately when she saw Karasuba walk in with a smug look on her face. Followed behind her was Miya, and she couldn't believe it. It seemed that Karasuba had become even stronger than before, probably strong enough to take on Miya, but she had to wonder where that power buff had come from and her question was soon answered. Coming in behind Miya was young boy in a wheelchair, causing Kazehana to blush. She wanted to account it to the sake but she knew she couldn't blame it on that. The person that was making her react yesterday was standing, excuse the expression, in the very room she was in. What were the odds?

"Hello Kazehana, it's been a long time," Karasuba said.

"Really it felt like I just got rid of you recently," Kazehana said nicely, but the meaning didn't go past Karasuba. She was so happy about the two most powerful women in the world, besides her, reacting to her new found strength, she was so glad she had found Patrick. She was going to kill Miya with him, and she was going to do it without breaking a sweat.

"May I ask what your names are?" Patrick nailed it, not a single stutter and he was barely even red.

"I'm Miya, and this is Kazehana. May I ask what yours is?"

"I'm Patrick, pleasure to meet you. Karasuba said that you and she used to be good friends a long time ago, and I was wondering, what was Karasuba like back then?" Karasuba's smirk disappeared while Miya gained one. Now was her time to ruin Karasuba in the eyes of her Ashikabi. How oculd Karasuba not realize that patrick may be curious about her past.

"Well, if you really want to know, she slaughtered hundreds, possibly thousands of men, just because she thought it was fun." Miya knew that she had just turned Karasuba's trump card on her, and the blood lust was thick in the room. Usually she wouldn't have been this rude to anyone, but Karasuba was the exception. Karasuba was ready to murder Miya where she stood even if she wasn't able to kill her; she would try.

"What?" Patrick looked at Karasuba in bewilderment. He knew she liked to fight but he didn't think she would liked to kill.

"Patrick, let me explain-," but Miya cut her off again.

"She enjoyed it, she felt no remorse and she volunteered to do it again and again." Karasuba stood up and unsheathed her sword then pointed it at Miya. Kazehana stood up and was ready to attack. Miya looked at her with a smile, she knew she had cornered her, she knew she had won.

"Hey, Karasuba, I told you I wouldn't tell you what to do but right now I'm asking you to please sheathe your sword," reluctantly, Karasuba sheathed her sword and stood next to Patrick. She wasn't expecting Patrick to actually take charge in the situation. "Now, you said you wanted to explain, so, explain." Karasuba took a deep breath, glad that he was going to let her explain.

"Back when we first crashed onto this planet, a man, later CEO of MBI, found our island that we had created. The only person that they found on the ship that was more than a baby was Miya. Sekirei #1 was the Captain of our ship and when Minaka found us, he took us into his "care". The reason we are numbered is because that's the order we were born in. The first five of us that fully developed were tasked with protecting our island, Kamikura; from foreign invades that wanted us for themselves. The reason I killed so many was to protect the rest of our kind-," Miya cut off Karasuba.

"But you enjoyed it, didn't you?"

"Well, yes, but-,"

"Then that should be enough to show you that Karasuba is a monster." Karasuba knew this was it for her. Patrick was going to hate her now for the rest of his life, and he would never accept her. She didn't understand why this hurt so much, wasn't just supposed to be a means of killing Miya? It didn't matter if he hated her, but for some reason, it hurt.

"So what I'm getting from this is that you and four others fought to protect your kind? Am I correct with this?" Miya had to do a double take, was he not mad at her? Was he not disgusted?

"Yes." Karasuba looked at Patrick and she could've melted with relief when she saw the same look of care in his eyes. He wasn't going to abandon her for being a monster.

"Are you not mad at her for killing all those men?" Miya didn't understand how this boy was so accepting of what she had done.

"The way I see it, Karasuba did what she had to do, while her motives may not have been pure, she protected her fellow Sekirei. And if you don't mind my asking, didn't you do the same thing?" Patrick stared at Miya and she folded under it.

"But-," Patrick didn't want to hear it.

"So, before you go an accuse someone of being a monster, please remember you were in the same situation doing the same exact thing." Everyone in the room was quiet and Kazehana sat down while she blushed. Not only was he cute, but he also just talked to the three most powerful women in the world and didn't even flinch. While everyone thought he was incredibly brave, Patrick did not think that.

'What am I doing?! All these women can kill me in a second and they've killed more for less.' Patrick may have looked solid on the outside but on the inside he felt like he was about to throw up. But he knew he couldn't stop there had to keep chugging on so these women wouldn't slit his throat.

"Now, I have had a lovely conversation and I'm glad that I could meet two of Karasuba's old friends, but we really do have to leave now. So I wish you the best of health and a good day." He started to wheel away but Karasuba was still just standing there in shock and adoration. Patrick didn't abandon her; he stood up for her against Miya. She now realized why he had become her Ashikabi, his mind was more powerful than any human or Sekirei that ever existed. Patrick stopped wheeling away and looked back at Karasuba.

"Karasuba, are you coming?" Karasuba finally came back to the real world and followed her Ashikabi out.

'He is going to get a treat for this,' and just like that, the original Karasuba was back. After she and Patrick left the building, both Sekirei in the room heaved a sigh of relief and a sigh of anger. While they were glad that they didn't destroy all of Tokyo, they were angry because they both new that he was their Ashikabi and they would never be able to get with him. Miya tried hard to not let her reaction get in the way of her vow, but she couldn't do it. Being in the same room as him was like walking straight into the sun, and the farther he walked away the stronger it grew. Kazehana knew that she needed him in her life, and she wouldn't care what she would have to do to get with Patrick. Both Miya and Kazehana knew what they had to do and that was they had to get him to wing them.

While Kazehana and Miya thought about their plan for Karasuba and Patrcik, Matsu came out of her hiding hole and looked straight at both of them.

"I wouldn't mind running a few tests on that subject…"

"There will be no vulgar acts in Izumo Inn." Miya's mask scared Matsu back into hiding.

And with that, the S-Plan continued…