Sekirei? Is that some new species of little sister? by Noodlehammer

Chapter 8

Homura knew – intellectually – that procrastinating wouldn't do him any good, but he was doing it anyway.

How does one go about telling a proud, reserved, stately woman like Miya that not only was she being continuously, deliberately snubbed by someone, but that said someone had also demanded a pair of her used panties if she wanted to speak with him?

Somehow, Homura was utterly certain that it wouldn't end well, especially as he could easily see someone like Naruto rejecting said panties if they were not sexy enough. Not that Miya was likely to actually give him a pair.

Miya had been something of an immovable object for years now and Homura very much suspected that Uzumaki was akin to an unstoppable force. A confrontation between them might be messy, but it would at least resolve the situation as one would have to either move or stop moving. The problem was, that Uzumaki was taking a perverse delight in working around said immovable object despite the fact that he more than likely didn't need to. Considering his repeated perverse provocation, he was probably trying to make Miya move.

Homura mused that it was actually easier to deal with Naruto than Miya. He was a big, crass pervert with no sense of restraint or boundaries, but he was also very laid back and rather helpful. The only time that anyone had actually seen the horned man get angry had been during that incident with #84's unlamented former Ashikabi , which was perfectly understandable even if the follow up had been a bit extreme.

If he was perfectly honest with himself, he hadn't really had any intention of telling Miya about their recent encounter at all. Alas, his perfectly reasonable and wise plan had been foiled by Tsukiumi.

The volatile Water Sekirei had eventually been overcome by curiousity and had come to visit Izumo Inn to take a look at the Ashikabi she had reacted to. Predictably, she had not been impressed by Minato. Naruto may have been harsh in his description of the young rōnin, but that didn't mean he was wrong.

Though obviously intelligent, he buckled under the slightest pressure and it was doubly bad when the pressure was being applied by a woman. Seeing as Takami was the boy's mother, Homura could somewhat understand where that had come from, but it didn't make him any less underwhelming.

Tsukiumi's temper on the subject of her would-be Ashikabi had been even more frayed due to the fact that he already had two Sekirei, Musubi and Matsu. Matsu, who had recently winged herself on Minato after she had reacted to him and was now chuckling perversely as she teased Tsukiumi.

He idly wondered if Matsu would still be so gleeful about being winged if she knew that the reaction meant absolutely nothing.

Either way, his cunning plan of keeping Naruto's perverse and insulting behavior away from Miya's ears would eventually be foiled. It hadn't been yet, but it wouldn't be long with the way that Matsu was provoking Tsukiumi.

"Silence thyself harlot! Know you not that the reaction is false? I am free while thee are reduced to being a harem girl for this weakling."

Aaaaand there it goes. Homura thought fatalistically as Tsukiumi's angry half-shout echoed through the area for all and sundry to hear, including the neighbours. The statement naturally drew plenty of curiousity and questions were asked.

A few minutes later, everyone had heard the gist of Tsukiumi's run in with Naruto, including the fact that Homura had been present.

"Ara, you didn't mention that you met Uzumaki-san again Homura. Did you forget?" Miya asked mildly and took a sip of her tea.

The Fire Sekirei didn't trust that mild tone, but knew that there was no point in doing anything but telling the truth. "No, I didn't forget."

Miya hummed, which could be interpreted either as appreciation of the tea or as something more sinister. Homura interpreted it as something more sinister.