Some people really hate these things.. But I use them a lot and from time to time to explain things, though people don't ask me directly I'm sure there are questions. I'm not sure how many or about what but I know there's more than a few so I'll say a few things.. Minato won't be a spineless jelly bean in here (that's all I'm going to say on this matter) He will wing more Sekirei.. And things take big twists and turns later on (not going to spoil it) I don't have much else to add to this so moving on...

Thanks for reading!

Ryu smirked with something akin to pride and satisfaction as he placed butterfly kisses down Uzume's neck, his lips hovering over her sensitive breasts. He tensed hearing her moan again, so sensually and her nails dug into his back. twenty times. That's how many times he climaxed and for Uzume it had to be close to twice as much, with a gentle hand he kneaded the sensitive flesh. "Ah! Ryu! Ryu!" Uzume moaned grabbing a handful of his hair with each hand, she arched her back putting her head back and exposing her neck to him which he happily attacked with kisses and nibbles. Uzume rarely felt exhaustion, and tonight was one of those exceptions, although it was more a dulling ache between her legs.

"Ryu..." She whimpered softly when he begged her entrance, to which Uzume kept her legs together stubbornly. "It hurts.." She whispered, firmly but gently he opened her legs again, slowly and deliberately entering her. Uzume gasped lously her voice cracking she felt the dull pain as he made his entrance, pulsing and throbbing with life, she bit into his shoulder breaking the flesh as he ground his hips against her's. The dull pain was still there, but there was a wave of pleasure which blinded Uzume and brought her over the edge, with a quick movement Ryu laid down on his back. Uzume slowly unsheathed him, her hand firmly on his shaft she slipped it between her wet folds, slowly bringing herself down. "Ah! Ah! Ahh!" She moaned with exuberance as he guided her with his hands on her hips, letting Uzume take the top, and she loved it, she increased her tempo the dull pain mixed with pleasure and she bit down her lip to suppress another moan that wanted to escape her lips.

"It's okay.." Ryu said tracing his fingertips over her pelvis. "Don't hold back." He whispered, and that's all Uzume needed and she wasted no time opening her mouth and letting loose a moan, her hands shooting towards his torso squeezing his stomach slightly, leaving some marks but nothing too bad. Uzume shuddered feeling him throb and pulse and she slowed down her tempo, slowly but surely bringing him closer to a release. She could feel it throbbing and pulsing within her, and finally it released, her eyes rolled behind her head as a loud gasp escaped her lips as his seed entered her rushing with vigor to fill her up. She collapsed on top of him panting roughly, her body slicked with sweat as well as his.

"I am so tired." Uzume said with a happy sigh kissing him on the lips as she didn't change her position still straddling his hips and sheathing him. She didn't want to move, she very much enjoyed her current position, probably because she was about to fall asleep and her eyes felt like lead as well as her head, and Ryu looked to be in the same position though he fought it off well. Another lesson learned don't try out drinking Kazehana. and out smoking Karei."Will you sleep with me?"

"Already?" Ryu asked, though he was starting to drift off himself. He needed some shut eye after this rather eventful night. He felt blissful at the moment still riding on the high from his lovemaking. He wrapped his arms around Uzume's waist drawing her closer, her skin was so soft and smooth just like her white veils. "Sleep sounds good. But don't move." He said barely above a whisper as he found himself drifting off.

"I'll make it up to you in the morning." Uzume said with a small smile winking, her tongue unconsciously moving across her lips. "I'll give you a little fellatio, And no problem." She said as she adjusted herself on top of him nuzzling her cheek in the crook of his neck.

"Why..? Why..?" Yashima asked herself, wiping her bloodshot eyes to no avail. She was glad to be alone so she could cry, she hated crying in front of the others, especially Toyotama. She got called a cry baby enough growing up, she remembered seeing their scorns, the looks of disgust as they set their sights on her, she wanted to scream and crawl into a ball. She found herself feeling the same way now as she barely kept a steady breathing rate as fresh tears streamed out of her burning eyes and her body heaved with sobs.

She was more than certain her plan would work, how did things go so wrong? She didn't think Ryu would be moving around like he was, she chased after him sticking to him like glue trying to coax him to sit down or go to his room with her, but he didn't listen. He said it was hot, which it was, more so for him since she spiked his sake, perhaps that was a drawback. She poured him drink after drink without much thought other then it was her time, her chance, her time to shine and show all of them that only she mattered, and just her alone. But it failed, it crumbled just like she was crumbling now.

Ryu was gone with Uzume on their night out, another thought that drove a dagger deep into her heart almost paralyzing her. That was supposed to be her, Uzume wasn't supposed to have him now she was, she was supposed to touching him and giving herself to him, begging him to allow her to sheathe him so she could feel him inside, feel his seed swimming through her filling every crevice and forcing her walls to squeeze with the force of a thousand gorillas. "He hates me.. He wants nothing to do with me.." She cried to herself, sucking her knees up to her chest the action exposing her cleavage and little red nose, she screwed up she knew she did the way Miya snapped at her, the way Ryu's voice tinged with disappointment.

She knew hours must have passed, but her tears didn't lessen and like the pain and her fears it only got worse, her eyes burned horribly and she gasped every few minutes to gain her breath. She was losing ground before, but now she did herself in before she could even make anymore progress, now Ryu was livid with her and she couldn't do anything, she couldn't beg him for forgiveness and couldn't even say sorry. Fear and so much of it engulfed her like a black cloak sucking the air from her lungs forcing her to bring a hand to her chest squeezing it tightly. You're nothing but a failure! A pathetic little girl, even with that hammer, it was a waste of my time to invest in you, you'll never amount to anything. The words of her adjuster sprang into her mind, something she tried to forget tried to press down, but the memories surfaced.

Her breaths were short and she felt lightheaded, her heart was aching dully and the entire room was spinning. She did everything she could to look cute, petite, and dainty for her Ashikabi, she woven her blue ribbons neatly and wore her tight white shirt that showed off her breasts, but none of it worked. In the end she screwed up horrbily and had no way to make up for it, to apologize for it, she was punished and rightfully so. More thoughts came, all of them terrible and making her cry harder, pain and fear welling up in her core. "Yashima.." A soft voice yanked her from her sobbing, and she became aware that there was another person sitting next to her, seeing her in such a pitiful state.

Who was it Toyotama? Nanaha? Hell Matsu to laugh at her? She didn't care, she couldn't capture Ryu's attention couldn't get him to notice her. She felt she didn't have her place, she didn't have a place with him, so why would them laughing at her make her feel any worse. She sniffled meekly opening her misty doe eyes, they widened ever so slightly seeing Ahiko's big round eyes looking back at her with concern. "I knew I heard crying, what's the matter?"

"Why do you care?" Yashima asked with so much bitterness that made Ahiko wince. She heard enough from Toyotama to know that Yashima caused a lot of chaos, a lot of drama and arguments. She wasn't one to base her own actions and thoughts on another, Hari was sound asleep after singing jovially for an hour and demanding that they sleep in the same bed, even though they were both naked since they lacked sleepwear at the moment. She heard soft sobs and whimpers and made her way to see who it was. "You take Ryu-sama all for yourself! Why do you care about me!? You're just going to laugh at me anyways- aahhh!" Yashima felt her cheekbones buckle and a deep, throbbing stinging pain on the side of her face, she shakily brought up her hand grimacing.

"How dare you!" Ahiko said her voice dark but it didn't rise in volume. "I come here to ask what's wrong and you say that to me? What a thing to say to me of all people Yashima, I've done nothing but kind to you since I've met you even if you spend the majority of your time glaring at me or the others." She smacked her across the face again for good measure causing Yashima to recoil her sobs turning to cries, and for a moment Ahiko felt her heart wrench as she watched Yashima cry hysterically her arms wrapping around her stomach as if she was stabbed. But she couldn't feel bad about smacking her, Yashima had no right to say that to her considering the time when Ahiko was supposed to be with Ryu, Yashima in fact was. But she was also with Hari so it evened out, unlike the others she didn't have to be around him all hours of the day.

"Shh... Shh.." Ahiko whispered wrapping an arm around Yashima's shoulders, the small Sekirei drowned in her grasp and sobbed hysterically her tears soaking into and through Ahiko's tank top, the cries muffled by the fabric. Ahiko was surprised Yashima so easily fell into her embrace after her little outburst, but Ahiko didn't deny her comfort and gently rubbed her back while she cried venting all of her emotions. "I try and I try and I try and I try..." Yashima exclaimed tears overflowing and her doe eyes burned horribly no matter how much she rubbed them. "I try everything and it fails, I fail, I can never do anything right..! I try and he doesn't notice me, he hates me.. He hates me I'm nothing but a burden to him!"

Ahiko let her cry and vent her emotions, obviously there was a lot bottled up behind those doe eyes. Yashima was hyper sensitive and fragile, she was conditioned to be obedient and dependent like most Sekirei were. However, Ahiko wasn't like that she wasn't obedient and wasn't fragile by any means, she was emotional of course but never let it get to the point Yashima did, this was an extreme, this was going on long before she was winged by Ryu. Her heart retched as Yashima's body quaked against her's and while soft and nice words wanted to leave her mouth, it wasn't so. "Are you listening to yourself?" Ahiko asked in a sharp tone, Yashima fearfully raising her head to look up. "You sit here and say Ryu-kun hates you, that he doesn't notice you, that you're nothing but a burden, but yet he makes sure you're safe and sound. Makes sure you have a meal every night, makes sure you have a warm bed to sleep in and you say he hates you!?" Ahiko's eyes blazed with anger. "You've were his third Sekirei, you've been with him for months.. And yet you're sitting here speaking of such nonsense you truly are selfish."

"I am not selfish!" Yashima said indignantly her gray eyes glistening brightly as tears steadily welled up and her brows knitted together. She was far from selfish, she followed Ryu around wherever he went, waiting for an order, waiting for him to say anything. She was his shadow, stuck to him like glue, she was ready to please him, ready to appease any request he gave her. She was far from selfish, that was reserved for Toyotama and Matsu who'd drag him away from her. She addressed him as sama still, but he was her master and she'd never think otherwise. She loved him so much, wanted to please him serve him, but.. "I try and I try! I do everything I can to appease him. I address him as Ryu-sama, I wait for him to give me an order, I-I love him." Yashima's cries increased in volume and her shoulders heaved, and she found herself falling into Ahiko's arms again seeking the comfort.

"Have you ever thought about Ryu?" Ahiko asked after a while, she waited until Yashima was just whimpering softly and wiping her eyes with a tissue. Everything Yashima mentioned was admirable, but there were always two sides to every coin and Yashima was no different. She was selfish, beyond selfish, where did Ryu find this little thing? She was fragile, indecisive, and hyper sensitive not to mention still called him master, which Ryu hated since he treated all of them as equals. "Do you ever think of how he feels when you use sama, when you call him master, when you smother him when he wants to be alone!? Do you ever think of how he feels!?"

"He gets mad when I-"

"Quiet!" Ahiko said her voice firm, and Yashima closed her mouth her eyes welling with tears that steadily streamed down her cheeks. "You know he gets mad when you call him sama and yet you still do, just because you were told to for most of your life. Yet he tells you to stop and you don't listen.. Do you ever think of how he feels?" Ahiko narrowed her eyes resisting the urge to grit her teeth. "You don't instead you spike his sake with enough Viagra to put down an elephant and then try to take advantage of the fact he's drunk and seduce him.. Why couldn't you be honest from the beginning?" Ahiko's eyes softened sadness fleeting across them. "Why weren't you just honest and sincere... Why did you come up with such a plan?" Ahiko let her go, and Yashima wanted to scream from the loss of warmth and comfort, the long haired woman slid open the door, glancing back at the still sobbing girl. "Don't ever talk to me that way again, I've been nothing but kind to you. You've got a lot of thinking to Yashima" And as Yashima apologized with tears streaming out of her eyes Ahiko looked at her, sighing softly. shut the door silently leaving her alone once again, she wasn't surprised Ahiko knew she more than sure Toyotama and Nanaha told her it was only a matter of time until everyone knew and she'd be ashamed, broken, and shattered. However, she was surprised Ahiko didn't try breaking her down but actually tried helping.

"I don't know what do..." She muttered to herself sadly as she wiped her eyes with a tissue, blowing her little nose. "I'm a failure... A failure..."

"You poor thing." Kazehana said from the door as she stood in with a relaxed smile on her face. Yashima could only look in sadness, she wasn't sure how Kazehana was so well endowed, she had to be most endowed Sekirei. That brought a lot of terrible thoughts, what if Ryu winged her or she kissed him she wouldn't even have a chance anymore."Let you big sister help you out." Kazehana cooed as she slowly shut the door sauntering towards Yashima. Yashima was on guard, but the look in the older's Sekirei eyes put her at ease, and she found herself about to break down and give up.

Please.. Please help me.." Yashima begged with glistening gray eyes.

The meeting went on for a bit longer, about an hour if she had to say. It was typical as Luna thought, a full debriefing of the mission and if there was any progress, as well as any changes in the foundation of the rink and any important faces lingering about. Benitsubasa and Haihane chimed in both happily explaining what went on and the matches, Benitsubasa making a point to try and put Koto on the spot, Karasuba steered most of the conversation and Koto and she didn't have anything to add. For Koto it was a matter of fighting that man, she wasn't sure who he was, but he said that he was the target, Minaka was investing some time into this, and Koto was taking an interest in it. All for one man? She wondered, and there was the notion of an escape, as much as she wanted to blow that off she knew better.

Luna went to her quarters after the meeting was dismissed, she didn't need to any more work today so she'd just relax for the night. She wasn't sure where Benitsubasa or Haihane went, she left the office before they did. The glare Koto was shooting at Natsuo was down right poisonous, there was a reason he was called a demon, those eyes, and some of those faces he'd make when he was angry was enough to shut Benitsubasa up, it was also enough to make her shiver, Karasuba just smirked seeing that nasty look.

She changed out of her jeans, and just as Haihane said she was just in her bra and panties. She was in her room and she always slept this way. One reason why she was careful around Haihane she could get a bit eccentric, and flirtatious like at the fighting rink. She may have been intimate with Koto, just that one time, but he was a male. Luna didn't go that way, she wasn't sure about the rest of her sisters, a good majority had female Ashikabi, and she couldn't understand the whole concept without the small confusion added into the mix. She sighed looking at her ceiling, a dark blue, Koto was being much more direct than usual and even went against Natsuo's order, well tried to.

She couldn't blame him for that she got tired of Natsuo herself, but she had her duty and that came before anything. But she was questioning that now after what happened with Koto, she was trained and refined, had control over her emotions, but in that one moment when he looked into her eyes and she felt a wave of.. Something course through her all of that control vanished, in that small moment she wanted him, wanted to feel his calloused hands from years of training and battle, wanted to feel his warm body on her's, skin contact and a lot of it. What am I thinking? She thought with a bitter smile, closing her eyes and allowing herself to drift off.

They could never be together, no matter how much she wanted it to be. In a sense it was wrong, Sekirei were meant to bond and mate with humans not each other, there was never a case or scenario such as theirs. At least from what he knew, maybe a long time ago back on their home world before they traveled, but even then there was the fact the ships crashed on this planet, meaning that they were sent out or traveled in search of suitable mates. If their was a case such as theirs then her ancestors wouldn't have traveled far and wide. Maybe she was putting too much thought into it, she could never understand how the Sekirei could just give themselves over. There was love of course, but to live for the sole purpose of another, that wasn't her intentions in this life or the next. She wasn't going to devote her life to one person, a human at that, for all she knew could be a piece of trash.

She opened her eyes, sensing a presence coming towards her door. She recognized it as Koto, she didn't get up from her comfy bed. The thought of covering her half naked body never came to mind, although she should have covered herself up. She didn't call out enter or come in, she simply waited, eyes open for the doorknob to turn, and it did a few seconds later and Koto stepped in, shutting it behind him. His eyes roamed over her body taking in every curve, her tone stomach and slender waist, her plump breasts and long legs. If he wasn't so disciplined he would have lost control and taken her, but he took a deep breath, the scent of honey faintly tracing in his nostrils. "Koto-kun, I thought you'd be in bed?" She inquired, sitting herself up, her bra tensing as her boobs were pulled down slightly by gravity.

"I'll be back in a bit." He said, ignoring her question and taking a seat on her bed. Luna was thankful he didn't show that he was flustered with her appearance or ogled her. For all those nasty rumors he was still quite the gentleman, even if he was inept and harsh at times. She blinked tilting her head to the side, his tone was straight and direct as always, but there was something else there, maybe it was just her.. Most likely so.

"Where are you going?" She asked, though she had an idea where he was going. Whenever he got angry like this he busied himself with work or fighting, and since he was in fighting attire it was no question.

"Training." He answered, looking at her with a mysterious expression. His eyes were intense and piercing as usual, but there was something.. Soft there, tender perhaps, would he admit it? Probably not.

Luna stifled a yawn, she was ready to hit the bed and get some shut eye. The day had been mildly eventful, but she needed to get sleep before she trained tomorrow. She normally went to be around midnight, but after being with the whole squad after so long she was anxious to rest. Benitsubasa and Haihane constantly went back and forth bickering like a married couple. She wondered if in another life, or in the previous or next if they were in fact a married couple.. That was a scary thought no matter how she tried to look at it. "Have fun."

"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow with a small smirk on his face. "No excuse or reason for me not to go, Luna how unlike you." It was one of the things he was so fond of and could get annoyed with her relaxed and laid back manner. She did what her duty required and nothing more, if it wasn't an assignment or a mission she didn't do it. That lead to a few arguments when they first met each other, she was contemplative and mysterious in a sense and he was stoic and straight forward with a nasty temper. But, he respected her for her skills and prowess in battle, few things could attract his attention, and fighting was one of them. A small part of him had been hoping she'd make an excuse and tell him to lay with her. He smiled ruefully, what a thought to have.

"I'm tired..." Luna said folding her arms under her breasts, the motion pushing them up and exposing more of her cleavage. "I can't even think about training right now." She laughed seeing the expression on Koto's face change, he normally trained during the day and a few hours at night. However he leaned more in the direction of training during the day since his assignments, when he got them took all but a few minutes to get done, in all honesty some of the assignments weren't worth his time. Luna looked tired, her eyelids were half closed like she was just drifting off, he supposed that was because of the Beni and Haihane not a big surprise there.

"I'll see you in the morning." Koto said standing up ready to take his leave. Luna watched him tread away his broad shoulders strong and dense as a cement wall, she wanted him to stay so she could try and put the emotions she felt into words, wanted to hold him and him whisper in her ear, feel his touch on the curves of her ribs or pelvis. But both of them didn't know how to express their feelings so silence drifted, seconds felt like decades, and neither spoke until Koto got to the door, opening it.

"First thing." Luna said her voice filling with optimism as she smiled up at him. Koto looked back, the edges of lips moving up in a slight smile his eyes softening as he looked at her one last time, her voluptuous figure that was barely contained by her bra and panties, and those long oh so long and shapely legs. He thought of her coming to Haihane's room just like this he could see her doing that and then Haihane flirting teasingly. One thing he didn't do was disturb Luna when she was sleeping or tired it was punishable by death. "You think you could make some breakfast?"

Koto frowned, the thought of cooking not a welcomed one. He ate like any Sekirei, a lot. And that meant a lot, but he had neater eating habits than the wide majority also including Benitsubasa Kami forbid she got nachos she'd be a mess of cheese. She was small but man was she loud and could pack down enough food to feed two families. He could easily ask one of the maids or low ranking soldiers to do it, they'd do it without question. He wasn't sure when he'd be done with his training or when he'd wake up for that matter, but maybe cooking wouldn't be so bad, he wasn't horrible and it was a good way to forget about Benitsubasa's crap and Natsuo's unreasonable orders, who the hell did he think he was.. Why was Minaka so fond of him? "Breakfast?" He asked pausing for a moment.

"It'd just be me. Benitsubasa and Haihane usually get food from Natsuo-san since he goes out a lot." Luna clarified knowing he paused, he didn't want to cook that much food considering that it was going to be the four of them eating he'd need to cook twice as much as he normally would since Benitsubasa would be joining them. "So can you?"

"I guess." Koto conceded, though seeing a keen happiness in those tired eyes he couldn't feel that bad about it, now he was looking forward to it. "Before I leave, tomorrow we're going on a patrol, it'll be me and you then it'll be Benitsubasa and Haihane."

"You sure?"

"The only time those two don't fight is during patrol."

"Great!" Luna beamed, laying back down and bringing her covers up to the top of her ribs, watching Koto silently leave their eyes lingering on the other for a moment before he closed the door. Luna sighed softly grabbing hold of a pillow and bringing it to her side closing her eyes and allowing herself to drift off, her body relaxing and muscles loosening, her thoughts easing and calming like a still pond, ripples filtered through, coming and going. She felt herself slowly drifting under the curtains of darkness, her chest rose and fell slowly with a steady rhythm, and finally she surrendered to sleep. And though she didn't realize it, Koto stood on the other side of the door, listening carefully, until he was sure she drifted off to sleep, and as silent as a shadow he walked down a corridor fading into the shadows.

"I will find out that man's name... And if this escape plan is actually real, and not fabricated I will put an end to it." He muttered to himself and he drew his sword in one fluid motion, cutting through a cement pillar, the obtuse object slowly sliding off its base before falling to the floor, and three more pieces soon followed. "That's a promise." He straightened as he brought his sword in front of him, his eyes scanning the cement pillars and bamboo thickets what his training normally consisted of, speed and agility. He felt his mind blank out as he traveled swiftly around the room, slicing and cutting through the pillars moving onto the next in a flash of movement his blade arcing upwards in a diagonal slash taking the tip of a cement pillar off in one motion. His mind wandered to his training, when he first found people that acknowledged him.

Years ago...

Koto righted himself as he heaved for breath, his eyes piercing and focused on Karasuba standing before him a lazy grin on her face and her posture poised but relaxed. It was another one of those days that involved a brutal training session and he got no closer to landing a blow on Karasuba, but he wasn't one to complain if this is what she ordered he'd follow through with it, there was a purpose behind this there had to be. Inhaling sharply, he focused his energy to his back foot, launching himself forward, his arm extending with a violent thrust. Karasuba swung her sword with lightning speed, the force behind the blow was enough to jar his bones and skew his sword of course. "Gah!" He coughed harshly as she buried her knee into his stomach and followed up with a punch to his mouth launching him back into the wall. "Rgghh.. Damn it.." He grunted struggling to pick himself up.

"Stand up." Karasuba ordered coldly narrowing her eyes on the younger man, swiping her sword to the side she got into a loose stance. "Stand up!" She ordered harshly when he failed to stand, going into a fit of coughs.

"Karasuba he's had enough for today." Yume said her voice firm but gentle as she walked towards Koto crouching down so she was eye level with him. She heard Karasuba scoff loudly and mutter a few choice words, the Sekirei of Fate smiled warmly gently gripping him under the arm slowly he stood up, she guiding him as she looked away in shame. "Training will do no good if he doesn't rest, we have our limits." She said glancing back at her comrade noticing that cold detachment in those steely gray eyes, she could see it. She didn't care whether Koto died or survived from this training, if he lived he was strong and if he died well he was just trash.

"You're too soft Yume." Karasuba said her voice filling with disdain but she sheathed her sword with a loud klink. She turned on her heel striding out of the dimly lit training room, Koto watched her retreating form something bubbled from the pit of his stomach and he wanted to attack. He wanted to keep going, he heard disdain, disgust in her voice.

"I can.. Keep fighting." He insisted but Yume held firm.

"We're done for today." Karasuba said leaving the room a moment later not even looking back at either of them. Koto inhaled sharply, coughing again as Yume supported his weight. His knuckles paled and he could feel his callouses starting to tear from his death grip on his hilt. He was exhausted, in pain, and could hardly move but something in those words stirred him. He winced when he stepped forward, looking into Yume's eyes so warm and tender full of love and affection nothing like Karasuba's.

"Koto-kun are you alright?" Yume asked letting go of him and taking a step back watching him sheath his sword carefully.

"I'm... Fine." He muttered.

"Don't get so down." Yume said giving him a pat on the head, his eyes darted up to her and he sighed softly. He couldn't dwell on his own negative emotions when Yume was so supportive and understanding. He had been training for several months now, both of them pushing him to his limits, but he had a long way to go, he knew that all too well. But he didn't want to be coddled and pitied, he wasn't weak, he didn't want someone, even if it was Yume to coddle him like he was a helpless infant. "You've improved vastly, and Karasuba and I have more experience, in time you'll become strong." She smiled gently and Koto felt a ripple move up his spine he smiled back despite himself. "You have to become strong, to protect our brethren."

"But, Yume-sama..." Koto mumbled looking down at his feet. "You're the leader of the squad, what can I offer?"

"All of us have our place." Yume said giving his shoulder a small squeeze. "I won't be around forever Koto-kun, despite your praise even I am not immortal." She laughed softly seeing those piercing eyes soften and fill up with worry. She was like a mother to Koto, not that Sekirei had moms and fathers, not in her case at least, but she could feel some connection with him like a mother to her son, a moth to a flame. She was his support, his rock. She wrapped him up in a hug his smaller body almost smushed by her much more developed body and breasts. "I need you to promise me something Koto-kun."

"Anything." He said without hesitation.

"If I pass... Protect our sisters, show them the way to love and how to love."

"Yume-sama... I..." Koto couldn't finish.

And just a few short years after Yume was reported missing to vanish without a trace, and Karasuba was furious and grew more cold and distant.

"If they break the rules..." Koto began as his sword cut through cement like butter. "I will act..."