Holy fuck has it been a while or has it been a while? Three fucking years or something am I right? Anyway, here you go everyone, the next and final chapter of this fanfic. By the way have you guys been keeping up with the manga? Jesus things are getting serious. Anyway, man you guys are amazing, supporting this fic I posted, this was the first of my writing I've ever published and I'd like to say it launched my career. Since this fic I've published several books and am now the author of comic a book that will be coming out soon. Anyway here we go, the final chapter.

Something was coming, it was building in the air and curling around the Sekirei, crushing their insides and instigating a large amount of stress. Minato had done his best to keep the girls calm, agreeing to more 'dates' than normal and even forgoing the calender he had made in order to spend time with the girls whenever they needed.

Even he was aware of the imminence.

The problem, however, wasn't that something was coming, they had handled somethings constantly. It was the fact that they didn't know what was coming. The pressure that whatever was just over the horizon exuded was enough to crush any desire to leave the landladys house. Matsu had withdrawn even more than usual into herself and lair, staring at computer screens for days on end without sleep, researching, studying, predicting. Tsukiumi and Musubi meanwhile had gotten more competitive than ever. Minato was now just an excuse to fight, a way to vent out their frustration and helplessness.

Kazehana and Kuusano seemed to be the only ones who were remarkably unaffected by any impending danger. Kuusano was kept safe by Minatos warm hugs and sweet forehead kisses while Kazehana blocked it out with booze and shameless grinding on the younger man. On more than one occasion the land lady had made the women leave the house for the night as she had managed to actually get Minato somewhat into it.

That was another change that had gone through the boy.

When all of the girls had met him and imprinted upon him he had been shy, calm, kind and completely unwilling to be intimate with them as all others were so often with their own Sekirei. This however had changed once this strange feeling had settled over the city several weeks ago. Now he had almost had sex with all of them. He had kissed and intimately touched all of them, excluding Kuu, and had stopped just sort of intercourse, his embarrassment and uncertainty still keeping him at bay.

But that could change at any moment.

Then there was Homura, who was no stranger to his touch.

After being caught by the nearly psychopathic Musubi she had been much more careful with her interaction with Minato. The man had once told her that he wanted her to be who she wanted to be, and she was able to use this permission to her advantage. In front of the the girls and in public she was a man, her chest stern and flat and her pants revealing her gender. However, in the bedroom and the few private moments they managed to get together she became a women.

His women.

Since that time they had shared quick touches, just as he shared with all the girls. A kiss here, a caress there, a gentle pet when their breaths grew too heavy. But then he would pull away, flushed and drooling and begin taking deep breaths, and she would too, forcing her frustration down and reminding herself that he did this with all the girls.

It left her thinking which one of them would be his first.

"Girls!" Minatos voice carried through the house and in an instant the girls bolted from their rooms, save Homura who had made sure her gender was male, and rushed to the living room.

Minato sat with Kuu in his lap, his fingers combing through her hair lovingly. The girl was Minatos daughter in all senses of the word and she truly did take a lot of his attention. But they had all already accepted it, she wasn't a threat, at least not in a romantic way, and she gave Minato a certain maturity that they had come to adore.

"What is it darling?" Kazehanas drunken slur questioned as she hung herself across him, breasts nearly suffocating the child on his lap. Minato smiled and planted a gentle peck on her cheek, face flushed as he all but forced himself to overcome his shyness and demonstrate the pent up affection that hit beneath his skin. The women flushed just the slightest bit more and pulled back, satisfied with the interaction, to Homuras side Tsukiumi huffed in mild irritation but said noting.

"Well, we've received tickets for a special Ashikabi/Sekirei cruise around the bay from President Minaka, I thought we could all go maybe?" that at least never changed, he always asked what they wanted to do before making any final decisions.

"Least that stupid president is good for something," Matsu murmured, adjusting her glasses so that a rather irritated glare hit the lenses.

"Musubi wants to go, Musubi wants to go!" she threw herself on Minato, much to the ire of the other girls, and nuzzled into his neck, planting sloppy bear kisses on him as he laughed and commented on how ticklish it was.

Musubi was his first, for many things. She was his first Sekirie, his first kiss, and his first friend in a sense. It was news to any of them that he had a large soft spot for her and if were forced to pick favorites it would most likely be her. And so when he kissed her lightly on the lips Homura ignored the stab of pain in his heart, knowing that he too had felt the sensation many a times, as had all the others.

Yet it still hurt.

The cruise ship was as big as anyone could have expected it to be, and that was very big. In fact its size was so massive that they could see it from the outskirts of town where they lived. It wasn't so much a ship as it was a moving city. On top of that, there wasn't nearly enough Ashikabi/Sekirei pairs left to justify it's size. As they got closer and the group was caught in the vessels shadow Homura lit up a cigarette, his nerves getting the better of him.

"You okay?" Minatos fingers interlaced with his free hand, squeezing it nervously. It must have been strange for him to hold hands with his masculine version in public, yet he did so anyway, worry evident in his eyes.

Homura planted a kiss on his cheek, smirking at the pairs who watched in shock.

"Yeah, thanks, just a little anxious." Minato blushed an even deeper red and nodded, taking him by a hand and guiding him back to the group.

The inside of the ship was about as ridiculous as they had expected. Each level some various form of entertainment, from gambling to arcades there was even a whole floor full of just pools and hot tubs. The girls ended up going their separate ways each wanting to go to different floors and each wanting Minato to come despite his suggestion to do everything together.

"Here, why don't we do this, I'll stay on the first floor right around here and you guys can come get me if something really catches your eye and I'll text everyone else where we are okay?" they all pulled out their different colored disposable cell phones and nodded, giggling and hurrying off. Minato sighed and leaned against the craps table, the first floor was entirely dedicated to gambling.

Homura leaned with him, his white button up and black slacks making it appear as if he worked there. His amber eyes watched the smaller man, it seemed like Minato was already on his last leg, seeming like he was about to pass out from exhaustion. Homura chuckled and nudged him so that they could share a smile and laugh at the utter ridiculousness of the situation.

"What do you think the odds are that they all try to sneak back up here in the next ten minutes to try and lure you their way?" Minato sighed and ran a hand threw his hair, causing Homura to laugh even more.

"They better not, this is as much a vacation for me as it is for them," that was new, cynicism didn't suit the boy but Homura supposed with the atmosphere at the house and around the town lately he was just glad to be out and have a few moments collect themselves.

"I know you want to crack down, maybe even cry a bit, but you can't, not yet." despite how cryptic he was being, Minato seemed to understand what the intent was and nodded for him to continue speaking. "where all counting on you, we've given our lives, our souls, our powers, our bodies to you in hopes that you'll win this game and we can all stay with you. There's going to be plenty of times to crack under the pressure and sob and scream later, for now, just let it roll of your shoulders and try to enjoy the day. We're on a moving island for christs sake lets party!"

And so they did.

As it turned out, Minato had a natural affinity for gambling, in the sense that he was lucky. They gambled anything they had, clothes, watches, rent and managed to win just a little back. After five rounts with roulette and six with blackjack they ended up with all their possessions back and the next few months rent. The duo sat at the bar, Minato slurping down sweet non alcoholic drinks while Homura downed a beer.

"Oh man, I can't believe we won it back, I thought I was going to have to tell the land lady we couldn't pay rent!" Minato shivered at the thought but smiled as his Sekirei laughed, the two settled into a warm silence, enjoying the sound of the ocean and excited ringing of machines.

On Homuras end, he was reveling in the alone time with the man, but also simply enjoying the rare opportunity to be with him, not as a lover or a warrior but as a friend. Hanging out or going to the bar with another man wasn't something he had ever gotten to enjoy with his duties to protecting unwinged Sekirei and trying to find an ashikabi and he found that through Minato he was starting to make up some of that lost time.

"So, what do you want to do-" however he was cut off as all of a sudden a strong arm snatched Minato by the collar and yanked him away, moving at breakneck speed towards the elevator.

Homura turned and ignited his hand, eyes narrowed only to widen in surprise at the sight. Musubi was standing with Minato in the elevator, Minato waved apologetically mouthing that he'd be back later before the door began to close. Musubi was chattering excitedly towards him however when their eyes met they darkened considerably.

Even though she smiled it was hallow, and Homura couldn't help but feel as though she was being challenged.

But then the door closed and the elevator was descending, floor by floor Homura watched the numbers until it pinged at forty three and stopped. Then he turned around and went back to his drink, ordering hard scotch and swinging it down. And then, he stood up, walked into the elevator and headed down after his ashikabi.

As it turned out, the forty third floor was a maze of small hotel rooms, specifically designed to encourage romance. There was a sign that read 'Forty Third Floor: The Love Affair' and Homura was already beginning to feel uncomfortable. However, then the image of Minato, lying beneath him as they engaged in their own affair hit her and his shirt suddenly felt tight around his chest.

He wandered around the hallways, listening into the doors and hoping that one would be his ashikabi, however no such luck. For a moment he considered simply giving up and letting whatever would transpire between the other two happen, but then a commotion caught his attention. He dashed down several hallways and was just in time to see Minato stumble out of a room, very much naked, with an equally nude Musubi in tow.

"W-What the hell is that M-Musubi?" and on cue a strange contraption lumbered out of the room. It appeared to be a metal box with long silver spider legs jutting out, and attached to its head was a Gatling gun.

"I don't know Minato but don't worry! Musubi will take care of it right now!" Musubi charged towards the machine, doing a bare naked tackle and sending herself and the machine sprawling back into the room.

Minato watched the room in shock, however after several bullets got too close for comfort he bolted. Homuras eyes widened in surprise as he realized that the man was barreling right at him, completely naked. He quickly stood up and moved around the corner, grabbing the frightened ashikabi and bringing the two of them into a nearby room.

"H-Homura? What are you doing here! No never mind we have to go help Musubi, she's in terrible danger!" but Homura couldn't hear him, apparently in Minatos shock he had forgotten his state of attire and wasn't even trying to conceal his lower half, a half that Homura was studying with no amount of reserved attention.

He was larger than she had imagined and it caused her mouth to water.

"Gah! Oh god I forgot I was naked I'm so sorry Homura!" he reached for a blanket on a nearby bed only to have his hand halted by Homura.

He wasn't missing such a golden opportunity.

Homura moved forward, stopping Minato from reaching a blanket, the slightly smaller boy turned in confusion only to be met with a now ample chest and slimmed down figure. A trickle of blood came from his nose and he shielded his eyes, squealing in embarrassment.

"H-Homura! Y-You're gender it changed, I'm s-so sorry I didn't mean to see." but she didn't listen, instead she lightly pressed her pale skin against his, enjoying the smooth sensation that it gave her and the warmth that built from it.

"H-Homura?" instead of responding she swept his legs out from under him and tumbled them both to the nearby bed, her lips latching onto his pulse and sucking, desperately hoping to leave some kind of mark. "W-We really shouldn't do this, n-not right now Musubi could be in trouble!"

"That bear can go toe to toe with the entire discipline squad, I highly doubt a few weird sex robots are going to get the best of her," she hummed her reply, continuing to leave sweet kisses as she trailed lower and lower down his body.

Minatos breath caught as she reached the junction between his legs. Homura breathed in the wonderfully musky scent, inhaling deeply and sighing as she rubbed against his manhood, purring and leaving feathery kisses against it. The boy above her trembled and let out several whimpers as Homuras soft hand came up to caress his balls, moving them slowly and deliberately. His head shot up and his wide worried eyes stared directly at her, pleading and confusion evident in his deep irises.

Instead of comforting him she took him in her mouth entirely, swallowing him as deep as she could. He cried out and bucked against her, body arching at a near unnatural angle from the sudden warmth. Homuras tongue flickered around him, peeling back the skin that still enclosed him, from the sensation it was clear that none of the other girls had gotten this far yet.

It was over quickly however, the sensations and feelings evidently too much for the poor boy. A tightening and throbbing was the only warning she received before a hot jet was fired off into her mouth, nearly suffocating as she tried to swallow it all. It had a tang to it and she found that although it was unpleasant, the fact that it belonged to Minato made it highly arousing. She sighed as she felt him begin to wilt in her mouth and released him, nuzzling against his inner thigh as she became more and more drunk on him.

"H-Homura, n-not that this isn't great and all, but we really should go help Musubi." Minato had sat up now, looking down at her worriedly, but Homura still wasn't ready.

"Let's be one," her voice was raspy and deep, a combination of desire and cigarettes as she climbed up his body and mounted him.

Though he whimpered, he made no move to get away.

Slowly and painfully she descended upon his shaft, swallowing him bit by by as he periodically bucked and and jerked towards the overwhelming warmth and tightness that she had presented. It was like being inside a burning fire, all consuming and threatening to singe him until there was nothing left but bones. At last Homura sank fully onto him, the two shared a loud moan and savored the feeling of completion.

Homuras wings burst from her back, singing the wall, but neither seemed to notice.

The sensation of being one didn't satisfy Homura for long and soon she began to move, gradually gaining speed as the sensations proved to be too immense. She clenched her eyes shut and continued to ride him, her body twisting and turning any time a particular spot within her was hit.

And then it was over, and he was cumming inside.

As he shrank within her womb she fell off and to his side, cuddling up and nuzzling under his arm. At the moment, even he was too exhausted to say anything, though he looked at her and gave her a light smile, showing that he held no resentment. He even pulled her closed, nuzzling into her hair.

"I love you."

And then another voice came from outside.

"Minato! Minato where are you? Musubi took care of the robots it's okay now!" Homura sighed and disentangled herself from her ashikabi, tossing him his clothes and dressing in her own. As she buttoned up the shirt she felt her chest begin to shrink and another part begin to grow.

"I-I guess we should go out and find everyone," he smiled at the tinge of regret that Minato held in his voice.

Things were happening, things were coming and Homura was afraid to admit that he and she might not be the sekirei to make it to the end. Minato could be killed, taken hostage or badly injured at any second and all he had for protection was love sick girls. The Sekirei plan was rapping up, the end was in sight and fear was on the horizon.

But right now they had each other, Homura had him and he had all of them and they would all die for each others sake.

And that was enough.

"Come on," Homura said, planting a kiss on his cheek. "Let's go find them."

And so they set off.

Into the great

Unkown.