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Ryu hated few things in life. Lines would always the one thing he loathed. He had been in a crowd of people looking for his name along with hundreds of others, it was annoying and troublesome. Couldn't they just email it or send it to the graduate in the mail? It was easier, and a lot more reasonable. This many people in one place was just ridiculous and from experience he knew it was just a ticking time bomb. Somebody would bump someone, scuff their shoes, or trip and then the bottom would fall out.

"Why me..." He said sighing a loud as he massaged his forehead. He just wanted to get back to the Inn, eat one of Miya's great meals, spar, and then take a bath. Yesterday he wanted to show Yashima just how far behind she was, whether it was intentional on her part or not. It was brought to his attention several times by Toyotama who seemed to be livid over the fact, he could only shrug helplessly and promise to not hold back. He did only cutting off all of her clothes, Yashima had been quiet for the rest of the day which was strange. Usually she was shadowing him everywhere he went it was one of those quirks he concluded. Uzume just followed him into the bathroom, and the changing room. Good thing he had endurance otherwise he was sure she'd be pouting.

He made his way through the crowd up to the walls.

He kept his eyes set in front of him, his face scrunched up from anticipation. His zori tapping the ground silently as he ran over each test number, he had his burned onto his brain. 7003, 7004, 7005, his eyes narrowed in concentration as he got closer. He felt nervous all the same, he needed pass the entrance exam this year.

His eyes searched the board for his last name, once he spotted it he followed the dotted lines. He sighed to himself as much as he hated school he was going to need a degree in something to support him and his Sekirei. Food was enough as it is not factoring everything else. He made his way back to the Inn in a good mood, he wanted to avoid any confrontations for now, Junichi and Himura were little pests, but Higa was one his hit list. He recalled Matsu explaining the four people that were the strongest, the one in the south Mikogami he recalled, they haven't crossed paths as of yet.

"Ah." He said just loud enough so only he could hear himself. He set his fingertip on the board skimming it side to side. He clenched his fingers tightly resisting the urge to fist pump and make a fool of himself. "I passed!" He exclaimed with a satisfied smile. He clenched his fists letting a sigh of relief escape his lips.

He spent the entire week studying up to this point. If he didn't pass this time after doing all of that he would've just given up. But all that hard work paid off, he walked away from the board with his head high. He'd have to tell his girls. He smiled lightly, girls. He still wasn't completely used to having eight women that would do anything for him. Not to mention they were all beautiful and a few didn't mind being so open with him.

He still adjusted with the bond, spending most of his life alone, once he moved to the city he rented out an apartment. Single room. So he never had that much interaction with people. Nor was he used to feeling other's emotions, though he had empathy, he couldn't 'experience' said emotions. Out of all of his Sekirei, Yashima had to be the most troubling when it came to this, since she was so sensitive.

He found it impossibly hard to scold her and not cave in.

Like when she would sneak into his room. Ryu loved her, but he made a choice to follow his rules. That meant his Sekirei didn't sleep with him, nor were able to sneak in since he locked the door. On more than one occasion he had to carry one of the Sekirei out and dump them into their room. Yashima was afraid of the dark and had nightmares, that was her excuse. Everyone has nightmares you just wake up. He couldn't afford to sleep with any of his Sekirei for a while, not until he passed the test.

Ryu thought it was just hilarious that she was afraid of the dark, but he wasn't going to bend like before.

Whether she was about to cry, or was crying didn't matter. If they wanted to live there still, she would need to follow the rules. And more importantly listen to ryu. He found increasingly so that yashima did question him a lot.

Though it didn't matter now. If there was a conflict there'd be no time for that. If that's the case she'd need to either stay behind or follow his lead. There was no time for questions the enemy would take that lapse and kill her on the spot.

She just wasn't cut out for this entire thing. He found himself resenting Minaka for releasing such a fragile person. Even if she did have a giant hammer and was a Sekirei. At least she was making progress in her training, maybe there was hope for her after all.

His eyes combed over nearby buildings as he took in the sights of the city. He only lived in the city for three years four at the most, before that he was in the country more than 100 kilometers away from Tokyo. He kept his senses stretched and sharp, there have been sightings of damaged areas. Said damage was chunks of ground missing, cars tipped over, and alleyways in shambles. As they would say on the news the crime rates have increased, which they have, but he knew better than to believe it was just human thugs.

The damage was extensive. Too extensive.

But he already knew MBI made up some cover story. It made him sick that Minaka had so much power. However, there's been unrest among higher ups in Japan. According to reports Minaka is bulldozing his way through several high ranking politicians. It wasn't too strange people with power pushed others around, the stragglers were picked off, Ryu shuddered at the thought of that mad man seizing the capital of Japan, or even worse starting a war within the populace.

It could be what he wanted, Ryu knew Minaka wasn't stupid. Insane yes, but far from stupid. He was not to be underestimated, if there was to be unrest, he'd find some way to quell things before they got out of hand. After all Karasuba did work for him. It wouldn't take much for her to kill any target he designated.

He shook his head pushing those thoughts away to the back of his mind for the moment. Sighing quietly as the cool breeze swept around him blowing his hair messily. Today was especially warm, the humidity was above eighty percent, it was indeed a summer day. Though a but warmer than he expected, but the cool breeze set everything into place and he found the walk back home enjoyable.

He couldn't help but think that in time this city would be a battleground. But if Matsu's cryptic comments were anything to go on, he'd have to use his better judgement and go with that they had a bit of time still. How long, however, Ryu couldn't say. He just knew he had to get stronger, had to win this game, and along the way take Minaka's head as a prize.

He stopped at a small shopping mall, one of the many businesses now closing down. It was such a shame ever since this sick game started the people who weren't a part of this were suffering terribly and hitting hard times. A lot of people just had enough and got out while the getting was good, but that still left over seven million and some odd people still living in Teito. He was a little hungry so he figured he'd get a small snack. He paid for it at the front register leaving the store silently like a shadow.

How many is it? He thought to himself. Miya, Yashima, Uzume, Nanaha, Toyotama, Matsu, Karasuba... Seven. He sighed letting the thought pass, seven Sekirei and looking back on it most of them threw themselves on him. Toyotama winged herself practically, Karasuba well she was something else, Uzume came onto him, Matsu was just herself. And Yashima and Nanaha were both saved, so was it a sense of repayment?

He thought it over to himself as he continued on his way home. He didn't even notice a woman dressed in very unusual clothing holding a scythe heading right towards him from several blocks away. She leered back slashing her weapon through the air, blades of distorted air and sound rocketed towards the silver haired man holding onto a longsword. His scarf blew violently to the side as he slashed through the gales force winds with no effort renewing his charge.

"Just surrender yourself to Mikogami." The man said with no emotion.

"I refuse to be winged like that!" The woman shouted indignantly landing on an apartment rooftop sliding to a halt on the gravel. She braced herself as the man landed silently a few feet in front of her, a stoic visage on his face as he stared her down.

"Then you leave me no choice, Yomi I wish you would've reconsidered."

"Fuck you Mutsu!"

Mutsu didn't respond verbally instead he lunged forward unsheathing his sword with lightning speed slashing towards Yomi. Her eyes went wide as she froze in her spot, at the last minute she jumped to the side the blade nicking her shoulder causing blood to fly onto the roof, she ignored the pain flipping off the edge of the roof flying towards the ground. Mutsu glanced down before jumping off following after her traveling at super speeds. Yomi glanced up seeing the streaking silver homing in like a missile. Shit this better work! She shouted mentally as she tucked her legs in swinging her scythe to the side.

"Got you!"

Yomi smirked as her blade dug into the brick wall, dust and debris flew for several feet around her as her descent hadn't slowed down in the least. Slowly she began to lose speed as she positioned herself on the handle of her scythe taking a lunge forward ripping the blade out at the same time. Mutsu who wasn't expecting that rocketed to the ground slamming feet first causing indents to rip into the concrete as he absorbed the shock with his powerful legs. He glanced to the side watching Yomi get farther away, he wasn't expecting a move like that. "It isn't too late, but there are more." He said to himself as he stretched his senses out gasping when he felt his mind get slammed with unbelievable force. "What the hell is that? It's in the same class as me and Karasuba maybe even stronger.?" He gritted his teeth, he didn't know anything about this. In one bound he lunged across several buidings heading south to inform Hayato of this development.

I don't know what I'd do if I had another Sekirei. Especially if she was another Matsu, ever since the rule change she's been a little more touchy and weird than usual. Ryu thought as he recalled the wisdom Sekirei's advances on him in the changing room, bathroom, and few times in the kitchen. Miya wasn't too happy about it and Matsu ended up sticking to the wall in a crater made from her body. Miya had rules in place still, even if they were technically changed.

He yelped in shock as he felt a body slam into his launching him back a few feet. He rubbed his ribs groaning as he controlled his breathing. He hadn't been hit that hard in a long time, and just who was attacking him in the open like this? He raised his head taking in the woman's appearance. She was about five foot three with long brown hair and brown eyes. She wore a black gown with a white undershirt with short sleeves, matching black gloves and stockings.

Yomi rubbed her head. She felt like she hit a brick wall, and not the human kind that she could just punch through. This felt like concrete but one hundred times denser. She supported her weight on her knees looking forward then back just as quick sighing mentally, Mutsu was out of sight, but that didn't mean she was safe. She shakily stood to her feet grimacing as blood flowed from her wound. She looked forward the black haired man standing to his feet while brushing off his top. She felt heat rushing to her cheeks, she wasn't sure if this was a reaction or the fact he was totally hot and delicious in her mind. He had a sharp jaw and the most exotic eyes, and his body, ohh his body she seen pictures back at M.B.I during her 'schooling' she seen built guys, but Ryu was like a granite statue muscles were sticking out everywhere.

"And that's why I think you should come with me."

"What?" Yomi asked looking up at him with a stupid look on her face as she wiped the drool from her lips. She hadn't been paying any attention she was too busy trying to tame the raging heat in her core and the tingling between her legs.

"Your arm is bleeding. My landlady is pretty good at treating wounds, especially sword wounds." Ryu said continuing with a slightly confused expression before losing it entirely. "But I won't make you." He finished as he got a strange look in his eye. Yomi knew that look: Understanding, knowing. He knew she was a Sekirei if her clothes weren't a give away then it'd be her weapon.

"How do I know for sure?" Yomi asked raising an eyebrow. She felt her heart begin to race and her breaths become shorter.

"Well, I wouldn't lie." Ryu shrugged with a blank expression. He noticed her appearance she was looking disheveled and a blush stained her cheeks. Oh no! Kami no! This has to be a joke, a dream, Miya-san is going to kill me! He gulped quietly thinking of ways to convince the miko it was just a change meeting, she did just bump into him. Literally, but he couldn't answer that way she'd chase him around the back lot for six hours.

"Hmm..." Yomi tapped her hot cheek with a finger. "I trust you but you have to do something first." Yomi grinned lustily as she eyed him up and down undressing him with her eyes.

How do I get myself into these things? He wondered as he stared at her. Clearly she was reacting, and if that grin was anything to go by she wanted to do things. A lot of perverted things. He couldn't say no that would be worse than death. Her feelings not being reciprocated, not being loved it was the worse thing for a Sekirei. "What is it?" He asked dryly although he had an idea of what it was.

"Give me a kiss." Yomi said eagerly as she sauntered forward wrapping her arms around his waist pulling their bodies together. Ryu raised an eyebrow, she was bold, very bold. He bit the bullet mashing his lips with her own, bright white lotus wings flared from the back of her neck.

Yomi moaned into his mouth as the feeling overcame her. Everything tingled to her finger tips even her tongue that danced with Ryu's was numb with pleasure, so much pleasure, she felt the heat rage inside of her then slowly calm down. "Number 43 Yomi, at your service Ashikabi-sama." She said with a wide smile hugging him tighter.

"Let's just stick with san or kun if you must." Ryu said awkwardly still not adjusted to being addressed as such. Yomi snaked her hand down his boxers grabbing onto his shaft roughly.

"Is that what you want master?" She purred.

"Yes." Ryu said frowning slightly, she liked to tease him to.

"Okay." Yomi didn't move her hand. "I want to seal the deal tonight."

Ryu sweat dropped. Well she was going to be Toyotama's best friend...

"I'm back." Ryu called from the front door as he opened it slowly looking around for his girls but couldn't spot them immediately. He shut the door behind him taking off his zori and setting them next to the others' shoes. He walked forward turning down the hall and entering the main room where he spotted Uzume and Yashima.

Uzume grinned at him. "Hey, bro." She greeted cheerfully tilting her head to side looking at him curiously. It was so adorable, it was one of the many things he loved about her. "You got your results today right?"

"Yeah." Ryu answered her taking a seat across from her. She was dressed in her ink and purple shirt with the yellow star in the middle, the shirt barely containing her breasts. She wore light blue capris over her slender but muscular legs, and wore white sandals. Ryu thought she would be wearing one of her nighties.

"D-Did you do well?" Yashima asked.

"Yeah I passed." He said with a small grin. He was thrilled, now when this whole game was over he'd have a way to support his girls and wouldn't have a care in the world. Speaking of the game...

"So, does this mean we won't see you as much?" Uzume asked with a curious expression. She felt the excitement pulsing through their link, she couldn't help but be excited with him, he didn't strike her as the school type, but she'd support him in anything he did.

Yashima looked at him waiting for an answer. She'd like him to be home all day, but she wouldn't speak against him. If Ryu wanted to go to school, she'd support her Ashikabi the best she could. Though the scars were healed, she always had that thought in the back of her mind that he'd leave her again like that day.

"Well about that-" Ryu started but was cut off as the door opened, Toyotama standing there with her arms folded under her breasts pushing them up. She had a glint in her eyes that he hadn't seen for a while. He waited for her to start talking it was clear she had something to say.

"So you passed." She said with slight surprise. Ryu was going to make a retort but his Sekirei continued.

"I never took you for the go to school type, but I can see you're excited about this. So I say we have a toast." Toyotama proposed cheerfully. She narrowed her eyes when she noticed the woman standing next to Ryu. "WHAT THE HELL!"

"Who! Who is that!?" Toyotama exclaimed angrily pointing her finger at Yomi.

"She's Yomi. I, I uh winged her welcome her to the family." Ryu said scratching the back of his head.

Uzume looked at Yomi for a moment before smiling widely walking towards her. "Welcome to the family." She tapped a now surprised Yomi on the shoulder. "I'm Uzume, that grump over there is Toyotama don't mind her." Toyotama scoffed loudly at the statement but Uzume ignored it. "Those two over there are Yashima and Nanaha." Uzume pointed at the smallest Sekirei Ryu had.

"Wow she's so tiny! And she looks like a doll!" Yomi exclaimed as she zoned in on Yashima who began to blush at being in the spotlight.

"I am not tiny!" Yashima said with a small frowned as she looked away. "And I am not a doll!" She huffed walking away quickly before steam rose from her bright red head. Yomi grinned as she watched Yashima leave already planning ways to torture her.

"A shy one." She commented.

"Yeah." Ryu said rolling his eyes slightly.

"Oh my." Miya said as she walked in on the scene putting a mouth to hand to her mouth as she gave Ryu a very hard look that made him begin to sweat. "And who are you?" She asked turning her gaze onto Yomi.

"You can call me Yomi." She said with her nose up. She showed her arm to Miya, who instantly looked concerned. "Ryu said you could patch me up."

"Yes, of course I can." Miya said looking at Ryu again who just shrugged slightly. She knew he knew he was in trouble, she was only joking about him shacking up her Inn. But now he was starting to do it, she wasn't going to tolerate such lecherous behavior. "Just make yourself at home. Since you are now his Sekirei." Miya said as she stood up and left gesturing for Ryu to follow.

"Sooo..." Yomi said playing her her bang as she was in the room with Uzume, Toyotama, and Nanaha. "Anyone of you cosplay?"

"I do... Kind of." Uzume answered with a smile. "I have a bunch of costumes I wear to make my friend happy and Ashikabi guessing." Yomi pursed her lips with a small smile, she liked the sound of that. Uzume looked like the type of gal to cosplay if Yomi guessed she had dozens of costumes, maybe some maid outfits.

"Yay!" Yomi clapped. "Wait, you're Ashikabi is who?"

Uzume looked at her blankly for a moment blinking a few times before answering. "Ryu." She said bluntly.

"Before you ask he's mine too." Toyotama spoke up.

"Mine too and Yashima's." Nanaha chimed in.

Well, he is a specimen. Yomi thought to herself as she understood why at least one of the reasons her fellow sisters were winged by him. They'd be stupid not to, and she was stupid for not finding him sooner. "Where's Miya?" She asked.

"Oh she'll be back." Uzume answered.

Ryu had explained the entire situation to Miya about how the meeting happened. He made sure to point out he had no idea she was there and bumped into him. Surprisingly she didn't bring out her hannya and was silent the entire time he was explaining sucking it at all with a calm face. He grew worried for a moment but was thankful in the end, this was her hearing him out before drawing conclusions.

"I may not agree with your habits..." Miya said with a small shake of her head. Ryu was like a magnet, and that was clear now. He was physically powerful and well trained with a lot of experience but he wasn't at her level quite yet, but that was besides the point. He couldn't keep being ignorant. But for now she would let it go, the game was still early on. "But she chose you, and what's done is done and can't be undone. So she can stay." Miya said calmly as she turned her back and began to rummage through her dresser for basic medical supplies.

"Thanks Miya." Ryu said in relief as he walked behind her and began to massage her shoulders. He knew it was hard, very hard for her to share. She was winged after Uzume and the others, not to mention Karasuba and there was a lot of tension between those two women that he didn't even want to think of getting between.

Miya closed her eyes leaning her head back as she melted from the massage. His strong hands kneading her flesh carefully as he leaked some of his own ki into her as he did it. "We can finish this later, after dinner and when I tell everyone an important decision." Miya said as she got the bandages and disinfectant cutting the massage short. Ryu was puzzled for a moment before he simply nodded leaving it at that. He was certain Miya was enjoying that massage, a lot. He didn't want to stop, he didn't mind and she was tense. A bundle of tense nerves, she was going to need extra time.

"I'm lucky." He said to himself as he walked out the room, closing the door, and following after Miya. He already knew Matsu was aware Yomi, she hacked M.B.I like the chumps they were and had access to their databanks. "Or unlucky depending on how one would look at it..." He blinked a few times as he caught a drift of a conversation between Yomi and Uzume.

I'll end it here. For the person who wanted Yomi in the harem. There you go.