AN:I don't own Sekirei, just my OCs. Rated T for mild language and Violence

Seiko

Sekirei number 41 Seiko sprinted through the streets of Shinto Teito, pushing through the crowded sidewalk and whipping around corners. The stucco and brick buildings were a white and red blur as he sped past them, looking for a place to hide. The boy looked over his shoulder. She was still there, the blonde in her black and yellow outfit. She was now a mere thirty feet behind him.

"Get back here!" Her voice rang out in frustration. This was followed by the crack of a whip. There was a stinging sensation in the small of his back, and he ran even faster.

"I can't fight her yet! I'm not winged yet. Gotta find a place to hide." Seiko thought, frantically. He searched a few seconds, then spotted a red brick apartment building, it's garbage cans out in front. He hit on an idea. Seiko dashed inside, slamming the cans in front of his pursuer.

"Hey! What the hell!" She shouted in protest as the cans crashed into her causing her to trip and fall. Seiko sprinted through the building's white lobby, not noticing the many people shouting at him. He ran straight for the stairwell, taking the dirty concrete steps three at a time. He was three floors up when he heard his enemy's voice from below.

"When I catch you, I'm going to beat the hell out of you!" A good incentive to keep running.

Akane

Akane was just entering her building, simply minding her own business. Then, out of nowhere there was a crash outside. A boy dressed in a purple hoodie ran through the lobby at full tilt, then disappeared through the door to the stairs.

"The hell?" She murmured to herself. The man was followed a few seconds later by a blonde woman in a black and yellow outfit holding a whip. She followed the man's path, screaming threats and profanities. Akane dropped her groceries and unholstered her taser. She ran after the two up the stairs. She tried to keep quiet, trying to not let the two know where she was. She didn't know what to expect, but the element of surprise would surely help if need be.

Seiko

Seiko quickly reached a problem, namely the rooftop. Seiko exited out onto the roof, bursting through the door. There was nothing but a few AC units and some dusty pipes on the concrete roof. He ran out to the edge, looking for a nearby rooftop to leap to. He saw none near him, just a sea of trees and one story buildings. He stood there, trapped, fifty feet in the air, with nowhere to hide. Seiko started to tremble in his black sneakers. He couldn't fight her, he wasn't winged yet, he was so much weaker. His heart was hammering and he could feel his body getting very hot.

"You bastard! I'm gonna whip you within an inch of your life!" Seiko flinched as his foe approached. Her outfit was covered in stains from the trash cans. Seiko felt the smallest flash of satisfaction before it was drowned by his overwhelming sense of panic. She was lashing her whip about, filling the air with cracking sounds.

"St-Stay back." Seiko shouted desperately. He trembled. His body was growing warmer still, and sweat broke out on his brow. The blonde laughed.

"What are you going to do? Cry?" Her whip lashed out as quick as, well, a whip. He was struck across the face. Seiko stumbled back, stunned. His left heel found open air. He glanced over his shoulder and saw a vertigo inducing drop. He snatched his heel back, frantically. His foe laughed, and struck out again. Seiko tried to block the whip with his forearm, and the whip wrapped around his arm. The blonde lady smiled and yanked Seiko off balance. She then flung her whip out again and it wrapped around Seiko's entire body. He stood, tied from his chest to his knees. The woman tugged on her end of the whip and Seiko fell flat on his face.

"Ow," Seiko muttered as he hit the ground. A shoe landed on his back a few seconds.

"That's what you deserve! You ruined my outfit!" The lady said, landing another kick to Seiko's face. She kicked him in the stomach then stopped. She pulled out a phone from somewhere and dialed.

"Master, I caught a Sekirei. He's immobilized. We're at an apartment right next to the east subway entrance." A young man's voice answered through the phone, Seiko barely picking up what it said.

"Good work, Mitsuha. I will be there soon."

"Thank you master! Anything to please you!" Mitsuha said excitedly as she hung up. She crouched down to Seiko's level, who had rolled onto his side to see better.

"I don't know why he would bother with you, you're not worth the time in my mind. You're such a weakling. But, my master wants any Sekirei we find that isn't winged."

"She's right, I am a weakling. I deserve this. I'm a disgrace to Sekirei." Seiko though miserably. He cried inwardly at his own patheticness.

Mitsuha stood and raised her foot. She was about to step on his face again, but she seized up. Her back arched and she screamed in pain. Mitsuha turned around to see a red haired woman holding a taser. The barbs of said taser were in the blonde's back.

"Get on the ground!" The redheaded woman yelled. She wore a green coat and black leggings. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders and her face was scowling. Mitsuha turned around, angry. The redhead's face went from stern to shocked. Mitsuha unwrapped Seiko in an instant and went to whip the newcomer. She pulled the barbs out of her back, then raised her arm to strike the redheaded interrupter. The whip flew through the air. SNAP!

The whip wrapped around Seiko's arm. The Mitsuha's eyes widened. Seiko stood, his arm raised to catch the blow. On his bruised face was a look of pure fear and his body burned unbearably hot now, but he kept going.

"I-I won't let you harm others because of your anger with me. F-fight me with all your might, but don't lay a finger on others." Seiko pulled and Mitsuha flew forward. As she got closer, Seiko stepped to the side and landed a roundhouse kick to her stomach area. His shin dug into her gut for a millisecond before she was launched from the roof.

But as she flew off, her black whip was still wrapped around Seiko's forearm. He was pulled off by the momentum he had created. He flew through the air, yelling in surprise. Mitsuha saw this, and smiled. She swung him through the air once then threw him hard against the ground. Seiko hurtled downward, landing flat on his back.

There was a sickening SMACK! as his head hit the ground. White lights popped in front of his eyes and then all was black.

Akane

As she watched this insane fight play out, she could only stand in shock. It was like a movie, or one of those comic books her brother read. But as she saw the lady with the whip fly off, still carrying the momentum from that one kick, she saw the boy on the ground, not moving. She quickly ran to the fire escape and flew down the stairs. She came to his side. He was breathing, but it was frantic, short bursts. All the air had been knocked out of him. Not knowing what else to do, she started CPR. She pushed on his chest, trying to get air into his lungs. She pushed 30 times, then covered his nose and breathed into his mouth.

As soon as her lips touched his, there was a blinding purple flash! He sat up slowly, but it was almost like he was floating. His eyes were still closed. A symbol in the shape of a bird glowed purple and spikes of purple light grew from his back. They shrunk slightly, then flared massive, shining.

"Not spikes, wings!" Akane realized. She scrambled back in surprise. "What the hell is going on?!" The boy sat up. He opened his eyes. They were a dark brown, like his hair. His cheek was bruised from where the woman had kicked him, but otherwise he looked okay. He had a slim face, olive skin, and rounded cheekbones. An autumn leaf fell on his chest.

"H-Hello. M-my name is Seiko, and I think you are m-my Ashikabi." the boy stammered, in a voice barely over a whisper. Akane looked at him in disbelief.

"What?" Was all she could say.

AN: Hey guys! It's been a while, but I was suddenly struck to do another fic. I've been wanting to do this one for over a year, but just couldn't do it. But the autumn air put me in the mood. See you guys with more soon. (Probably...) Doodl on, my friends.

Update: I was going to be done with all Fanfictions, but a recent comment made me get back into this fic. So, I decided to update the chapters and add the next one.