I've been writing this for a while now.. It's crazy usually I end stories early or just stop, not sure why I just stop? Writer's block, video games, lack of motivation. Oh well thanks for reading avidly for those that do.

Two Months Later

"Are you sure Uzume?" Ryu asked with slight trepidation as he stared at his first Sekirei.

Uzume nodded. "Positive," she replied as she took a sip from her juice box setting it down next to her putting her hands behind her head. "What's the worse that can happen? You know me Ry Ry I won't let it get out of hand."

Ryu held back the urge to laugh. "For starters you two could get out of hand," Ryu pointed his finger counting one reason with a deadpan expression, Uzume feigned shock as she widened her eyes comically. Well, she wasn't going to deny that fact, her and Toyotama were competitive and their spars ended up with the two of them barely able to stand up.

"It's for our date night." Uzume said with a grin as her eyes got a gleam. She said it as if that answered the entire scenario, including having to carry her and Toyotama to the bath house after they beat the hell out of each other. Okay it wasn't that bad but Miya had to intervene a couple times. "Nanaha's been smiling for the past few weeks, mind telling me what that's about?" Uzume inquired. Normally Nanaha was reserved and polite, she smiled more than before, but it wasn't like this. There was a spring to her step, and a bad limp on some point.

Ryu rolled his eyes slightly as Uzume began to prod for more information. No doubt she was into gossip, and kept up regularly with the soap operas. Ryu grimaced, he didn't enjoy them a quarter as much as his girls did. Nanaha wouldn't tell Uzume in great detail, he doubted she'd tell any of her sisters about it. "Maybe ask her?" He asked, humoring his buxom Sekirei.

"I did."

"And?"

"She just smiles."

Ryu shook his head helplessly. "Ask Matsu, I'm sure she recorded it." Ryu said with a small smirk as he eyed Uzume.

Uzume perked up instantly, no doubt knowing that was true. Matsu kept a close eye on things through Shinto Teito in general, but nothing in the house escaped her. It made for moments where Ryu would nearly jump out of his skin when she would just pop out of the ceiling. "Good idea." Uzume stood to her feet walking away making sure to sashay giving Ryu a good look. How he wanted to just follow after her and hold her naked body close to his own. Their faces centimeters apart, their breaths mixing and the rare blush that would stain her cheeks when those brown eyes enlarged. He raked a hand through his hair. "Slow down Ryu." He said to himself as he steered his thoughts away.

His thoughts wandered to his more recently winged Sekirei Yomi. She was always so lively in the morning, she'd help Miya cook breakfast and even help with the dishes. Though she was bit of a pervert and assisted Uzume in their 'role playing' she was a kind and loveable Sekirei, he encountered several since he first met Uzume. All of them were different from the other, and so was his relationship with each of his Sekirei. Shaking his head Ryu stood up from his seat on the veranda, walking back into the Inn. It was about that time.

Miya hummed lightly as she gracefully walked, almost glided through the kitchen getting the food prepared. Ryu leaned against the door frame watching her happily go about not aware that he was standing right there watching her, he smiled softly. He was a lucky guy, to have such a beautiful woman cooking him a nice meal.

"I win again!" He perked his ears as he heard Yomi's voice travel through the walls.

"You used your wind crap to lighten the load, that's bull!" Ryu noted that was Toyotama.

"But I still won and you lost!" Yomi said, he could see the smile on her face.

Miya, taken notice of Ryu after she heard Yomi's exuberant return, decided to speak. "Ryu-kun could you tell Yomi and Toyotama I need the rest of the ingredients?" She asked with a small smile, bringing a hand up to her cheek. Ryu felt a chill run down his spine, she didn't bring out the hannya, but he could tell instantly that it was a matter of time, the no fighting rule was still in effect.

"Of course Miya." Ryu said heading towards the front room. It was a good idea to quell the argument before it got out of hand. He could only sigh massaging his forehead with the heel of his hand, Sekirei were competitive, but when did his get so competitive with each other outside of a spar? Excluding Uzume, Miya, Matsu, and Karasuba, the others were constantly fighting for his affection. Normally, he could tolerate it, he wouldn't complain what man would, but after getting tugged like a rag doll he had it. Surprisingly that was after his night with Nanaha, Yashima hadn't taken it too well and took a seat next to him during dinner. It proceeded to a pull match between her and the latter after attempts of feeding him.

Why wouldn't they by like Uzume? She was so loveable, loyal, kind, understanding, she could read him like a book. Knew his small quirks, knew what rattled him and what got his attention. She would play in with the chaos sometimes that his Sekirei caused, but she wasn't active with it. More often than not she would just sit on the roof eating cookies while his other Sekirei fought. He thought about her attempt just a few minutes ago, her perfectly toned ass, perfect legs, her tender breasts. What am I thinking? Do I... Favor her more than the others? He shook his head a few times. She was my first. He put the thought aside for now as he caught the stages of an argument heating up.

"Ryu-kun!" Yomi said happily, perking up instantly when she saw him step into view.

"Hey!" Toyotama added striding forward with a calm look gracing her face. "I should get these to Miya, but first," she captured his lips in a passionate kiss, her wings flaring from the back of her neck. Ryu blinked in surprise, not expecting her to just kiss him, pleased she smirked slightly glancing back at Yomi as she sauntered down the hallway entering the kitchen.

These girls... They're going to be the death of me.

"My turn!" Yomi said happily as she captured his lips in a passionate kiss, Ryu wasn't so surprised this time as he caught the sight of Yomi's brilliant wings flaring. The scythe Sekirei didn't miss Toyotama's silent challenge and goading.

"Yomi."

"Coming Miya-san!" Yomi called breaking the kiss but traced a hand on Ryu's chest as she sauntered away. Ryu was frozen for a moment, he really needed to reign them in more, everything aside from kissing was to be kept in private. Well, it was supposed to be...

"Ryu-kun?"

"Nanaha." He turned as he said her name looking at her with a blank expression. He was at a loss of words for the moment. Nanaha seemingly noticed his puzzled state but didn't say anything out loud, giving him a respectful distance. Well, it could've been Toyotama, she thought, the amazon had a bad temper. It was a little unnerving how mad she got, but more so how quickly. "What's up?"

She resisted the urge to blush, she was asked a lot of questions. Mainly by Uzume and Toyotama, those two... She shuddered, they wanted all the details, very explicit private details she could only remember burning up as she blushed madly. But, she wasn't the same girl she was before, she had confidence and a stride in her step, was this what it felt like for the others? Uzume always said she can't stand being away from Ryu that she has to cuddle with him. "I finished cleaning the room, Yashima is taking a bath she was pretty dirty after she came in from outside, not sure what happened though." Nanaha started, raising a hand to her chin. "I sparred with her before, but she wasn't that dirty. I took a bath before she did, and now I came down." She finished explaining.

"You wouldn't mind giving me a massage?" Ryu asked looking at her with a curious gaze.

"Not at all. I'd love to." Nanaha said as she made her way to his side, interlacing her fingers with his own about to lead the way. "Where would you want to go? My room? Your room?" She began to walk shaking with anticipation, while he was sure to give her attention, it was rare to have alone time. "Wait, do you want me to get you a snack first? Tell me about your day at work?"

"I'm fine on the snack, but I'd like to talk." He said sounding almost relieved. Nanaha wasn't sure why, or if it was a good thing, but what mattered was that they were talking. "We can go to my room." He answered her other question.

Nanaha silently followed him up his room. A part of her was still nervous, maybe it was just how she was around Ryu at times like this, she was a blushing mess during her date night. She turned to look at him, his face set in a passive gaze, it was incredible to think that an Ashikabi could wing so many Sekirei, without forcefully making them. She was his second Sekrei it seemed like yesterday when they first meant everything moved so fast from there on.

Nanaha made herself comfortable on his futon, waiting for him to join her. He seemed a little more stiff today, she reasoned he had been working for the last several weeks from morning to the late afternoon. He threw his shirt across the room in the corner, he laid on his stomach enjoying Nanaha's delicate fingers kneading his upper back. "So, how was work?" Nanaha questioned.

"The same." Ryu replied. He couldn't remember the last time he got a massage, his body instantly shuddered then melted under Nanaha's soft hands.

He's so stiff. She thought to herself as she worked her way to his middle back slowly working out the kinks as she traveled down. She was slightly shocked at how tense his body was, she applied some pressure with her fingers. "I see." She placed a kiss on his back. "You're always so helpful."

"They're so lazy." He sighed holding back a groan of pleasure and relief as he cracked his back. Working at the construction site was easy enough, the strain that would exhaust the average person hardly bothered him. Yuki was ecstatic after the interview and wanted him to work the same day, was it because he mentioned his old hobby of free running and lifting weights? Well, it'd help having those two under his wings, he'd be used to the strain of the hard job.

He honestly couldn't complain the pay was good and it was closer than most of the work places. But, he had lazy co-workers who spent more time talking about senseless things other than working. Yuki was alright in his book, dealing with so many lazy asses would get nerve wracking, good thing he was on site with a few others that actually worked.

"Or maybe you're just a show off." Nanaha said with a light giggle. He did have a tendency to try and do everything on his own, although he accepted help from time to time. She figured it was just a guy thing, pride and honor stuff like that. Ryu chuckled lightly at her statement, he couldn't argue with that. Although he wasn't exactly showing off, not in his eyes at least he was just getting the job done. Moving beams with some effort though, he supposed was showing off. He really needed to control his strength in public. "But that's what I love about you, you're always there." Nanaha's voice was soft and tender like her fingers kneading and pressing into his dense flesh.

A few minutes passed the two talked and joked about the antics of his fellow workers and her day at the Inn while he was gone. As he expected Uzume and Toyotama were having one of their competitions for a date night, couldn't they play rock, paper, scissors? Well, at least they weren't mud wrestling right? He at least wanted to be there to watch that. He blinked heavily a few times, his muscles loosened completely and he felt like he was flying.

Ryu... Nanaha stared at his muscular back with a faint blush. He wasn't too skinny, nor was he too big like those weird guys she seen at MBI on the videos. How did they have abs yet their guts were all out? It didn't make sense to her, and she was a little turned off by it. My Ashikabi. She dug her nails into his skin, licking her dry lips as she brought her head closer to his neck. His breaths were slow and controlled, she turned to look at his face seeing his eyes closed a peaceful look on his face. She shook off her possessiveness gently releasing his skin from her hold, gently tracing her fingers down the length of his spine.

She stood up from her comfortable seat on his butt smiling as she watched him rest peacefully. He looked like a child, she noted when he was sleeping. His long, black hair fell over his forehead and eyes causing him to move it away with his hand every so often. Careful not to disturb him by making too much noise she glided to the door taking one last look at her Ashikabi, she took a breath striding towards him placing a gentle, tender kiss on his forehead. He didn't flinch from the sudden contact, instead he relaxed more letting out a quiet breath.

"Oh, Nanaha-san?" The spear Sekirei turned looking at Yashima, she put a finger over her lips frowning slightly.

"What's going on? Is Ryu-sama okay?" Yashima piped up with a worried expression, she completely ignored Nanaha's nonverbal warning and her forced hushing sound. "Were you in his room?" Her gray eyes looked to the door.

"Ryu-kun is fine. Hush." Nanaha said in a loud whisper grabbing Yashima by the hand and walking down the hall careful to walk quietly. Yashima looked at her with a slightly curious expression. "And yes I was. I was giving him a massage..." She didn't turn around to regard her fighting off a blush. How much she wanted take advantage of her Ryu-kun right then and there. All she had to do was pull down his pants... She shook her head a few times pushing the thought to the side.

"Is that all you were doing?" Yashima asked scrunching her brows together as she stared at the back of her sister's head. Her eyes widened slightly as a thought hit her. "You did more!" She exclaimed.

"Hehe, jealous?" Nanaha asked turning back to look at her out the corner of her eye, a ghost of a smirk on her lips. It was no secret that Yashima fought for his affection and was extremely jealous whenever someone got alone time, especially herself since they were rivals. She had a lot of competition that included Uzume, Matsu, Miya (who she didn't know was Ryu's Sekrei) and Yomi, Nanaha learned to not avidly compete for his love and let him come to her. Sure, it was a weird idea at first, she had been following him around like a shadow since she met him. "Good." Nanaha said in a chipper tone as she let go of the hammer Sekirei's hand leaving Yashima red faced from embarrassment or anger it was hard to tell.

Uzume found herself in Matsu's room which wasn't often. She had nothing against the wisdom Sekirei, she was a good friend a fellow sister. It was for those reasons alone that she helped Matsu escape MBI and fight off the Discipline Squad. She just never got over how many computer screens Matsu somehow managed to fit into this room, it was like a secret database for those three letter organizations in a room not even half the size of her's.

"So Matsu do you think you can do it?" Uzume beamed a smile as she scooted next to the pigtailed woman watching her fingers flash across her keyboard.

"It'll be tough." Matsu replied after a moment of silent contemplation. "Ryu-tan sleeps with Miya-tan in her room now..." She clenched her hands into fists puffing out her cheeks. "It's impossible to sneak into her room, and get out silently after we do what we do."

"So not fair." Uzume pouted crossing her arms under her breasts. "I have to beat Toyotama now for sure to make sure that I get my date night." The buxom brunette narrowed her eyes in a moment of concentration. "Then you can join in. And finally show me how you do that with your tongue."

"A woman has her secrets." Matsu giggled quietly. "But for Uzume-tan I'll show her."

"I'll get the costumes with Yomi in a few weeks. We have to make sure we catch his eye."

"That won't be hard at all." Matsu let out another giggle. "Matsu's plans never fail. Ryu-tan will be begging for us!"

Sleepily opening his eyes, Ryu let out a small breath as he cracked several kinks in his neck and back sighing in relief at the end. He couldn't recall how he got here, all he remembered is that he was tired and a soft hand.

That's when it came back, he glanced to the side looking for his second Sekirei but only seen his shirt neatly folded and set off to the side. That's right. He fondly remembered Nanaha kneading his back with her delicate fingers, he couldn't begin to explain how that felt. He didn't realize just how tense he was until she started working her magic. I have to thank her I haven't slept that good in a long time. He sat up stifling a yawn with a hand as he rose to his feet.

He sniffed the air a few times stopping once his stomach growled, hunger clawing at the edges of his stomach, the heavenly smell wafted through the walls of his room making his mouth start to water in anticipation. Without any delay he bolted up to his feet making sure to throw his shirt on so Miya didn't scold him and headed out the room ready to quell his hunger.