Miyabi shivered all over, her mind going back a few years; comparing it to how things were currently. When she was young, she was underdeveloped; tall and more muscular than the girls around her. So much so that everyone thought that she was actually a boy; just a very pretty boy. All that changed about eight-years-ago when puberty hit her like a speeding freight train; she filled out in all the right areas and had become progressively more feminine- physically. The childhood of being treated like a boy though had remained, her personality was still tough, resilient and not as emotional as she should've been for a girl her age.

The snowy-haired young woman jolted again, shuddering all over from something. But she kept her mind distracted by what she was thinking about. Things had changed radically in the last few months since she woke up from her coma. It pained her to admit that when she came back, she wasn't that good of a leader. She allowed her own need for revenge cloud her judgment and while she was trusted by Imu and Murasaki, gaining Ryobi and Ryouna's trust had taken significantly longer. Miyabi had come to the conclusion that Syra had changed sides on them because of the fact; while Miyabi had been angry at her for it once she calmed down and thought it through- she had to accept it was due to her lackluster leadership. She blamed herself to a degree, feeling that if she'd been more empathetic, understanding and less hot-headed; Syra may not have betrayed them like she had.

She was snapped out of her reverie by a sudden sting then a rush of pleasure surging throughout her body; prompting her to let out a surprised moan as she reached back. "Ritsu-chan! You could've told me you were going to..." she started to turn bright red and let out another moan as she suddenly bounced; making her large bust heave a bit in her transformed overjacket, threatening to bounce free.

"I did try to tell you. You were all zoned out and still pushing your rear back." He said in a husky tone, his strong arms wrapped around her waist, one moving up to cup one of her breasts and pull it up then let it bounce down; eliciting a moan from Miyabi. "You sort of slipped onto it..." he grinned.

Miyabi looked down, panting as she noticed her hips were subconsciously gyrating around and thrusting. "It's... unexpected... is all." she said trying to hold back a moan as he bounced her hard again. She was facing away from him; firmly planted on his lap behind the headmaster's desk. "You know...you are making it hard to have a heart to heart here..." she said, albeit with a half laugh through the moans.

"You're the one making things hard Miyabi." He teased her right back. "But I'm listening to what you're saying."

After a little while longer of intense motion, lots of bouncing and jiggling and one or two pitched moans from Miyabi planted her feet and turned to face him before, returning to her previous action. She didn't want to have any of the other girls looking in wondering what was going on; so she pressed in and the two of them met in a passionate kiss. She felt her heart hammering in her chest as they did.

"So this is what they mean by...becoming a woman...' she muttered before throwing her head back in a muffled scream of pleasure; a hand covering her mouth.

"Well this WAS your idea..." He whispered to her, using his arms to hold her down on his lap firmly.

For whatever reason, for Miyabi; watching his steel-corded muscles flex and tense as he held onto her aroused her even more...as well as pulses of sudden distinct pressure emanating from below her waist.

Meanwhile, in the shinobi council room; Masako stood before 5 older "gentlemen" pleading her case. They'd called her there to tell her that she was to send Hibari, Yagyuu and Katsuragi to Kyoto; they'd been having reports of more frequent yoma spawning in the city. She was arguing that they weren't ready to handle them if they were too powerful, her concern for their wellbeing coming through.

Her argument fell on deaf ears to a degree. "Save your complaints. They ARE going to go to Kyoto and rendezvous with our teams in Kyoto and coordinate with them to exterminate small pockets of yoma." one of them, presumably the eldest held up a hand meaning to silence her objections.

"You're sure..." she sighed, unable to make them see the danger that they were putting HALF the Hanzo team in; even with the units in Kyoto. "Why not send all six of them?"

"They're needed here in case yoma start to appear here too. You wouldn't want to leave our city unprotected would you?" another old man smirked in the dim light.

"That's why we have Gessen, Hebijo and the Crimson girls though! The more we can send the better; and with so many- it wouldn't be spreading us thin." Masako argued.

The mention of Hebijo made one of them leap to his feet, red in the face. "You WILL NOT mention the evil shinobi in this place! Nor will you mention those damnable rogue shinobi! NOW GET OUT!" He shouted, hot with fury.

Masako grit her teeth in front of the council, her blue eyes narrowing with something very close to disdain for the elders. "I'll send the girls." she growled at them turning with a flourish, making the hem of the longcoat she was wearing spin up, giving a teasing view of her perfectly shaped backside in those shorts she was wearing.

Once she was gone, the elders settled down and began to speak amongst themselves.

"That is a damn fine woman." One of the commented, watching Masako's butt as she walked away, though he was glad it was dark in the room; for that sight had stirred the old pervert's loins noticeably.

"She is, it's a shame becoming a kagura has made her assume that she knows better than we do." Another shrugged.

"I wouldn't anger her though; she IS the only active kagura we have. If she goes rogue on us, it'd be a disaster." The third man said.

The fourth, the man that'd jumped up to shout at her, was taking some blood pressure medication and did not comment.

"Perhaps we should take steps instead. If we can't control her, perhaps we should..." The leader said and whispered conspiratorially amongst the others. They were hatching some sort of plan and it had to do with the beautiful Hanzo instructor.

An hour later, Mirukon would overhear a group of three men; all of them in their late-thirties to early-forties perhaps, drinking scotch and doing shots. They were all talking amongst themselves about a job they were being paid to do; apparently they'd been paid alot to do a job that sounded right up their alley on the contract. All they had to do was "rough up" someone.

"Man that man was a bit creepy, that hat and cloak? I couldn't even see his face." one of them said after downing a shot of whiskey.

"Are you complaining? He offered us fifty-thousand yen each to pour this..." the older man next to him said, holding up a vial of clear liquid. "Into her drink then we can do whatever we want with her."

"That pic he showed us though. Good god; have you EVER seen tits that big? Those were what... F-...G-cups?" the first guy replied.

"Only once and it was on a girl with washboard abs that looked like she could swing a twelve-foot solid iron pole around like a baseball bat." The second of the trio said, downing a scotch-on-the-rocks. "But I think they're fucking bigger than even that!"

"Hence why that guy gave us this vial. He said it should knock her out for a while." The leader of the group said, putting the vial away in his jacket pocket. "But I do love blondes, particularly when they're on their knees."

"Gentlemen, gentlemen...sorry but I couldn't help but overhear part of your conversation. The topic of hot babes is something I'm pretty privy to myself." as he parted his way through some tables to where the men were sitting down. he was wearing his usual formal garb but his hair this time was held back into a higher ponytail rather than lower. He took to the streets to take some time off from finding out about his being a father to two girls and decided to get a drink. What he didn't count on was his noticing several familiar looking men from a presumed council of sorts to be there.

"It's not your business." the supposed lead of the group replied to him, turning away. "LIke someone like you would know." He huffed.

"Dude, if you like blondes, check this girl out." The youngest of the thre said showing a photo of a familiar tall blonde woman with absolutely huge breasts in a bikini top, as if taken from a long distance with a telescopic lens.

"Yeah? Ho-ly shit. You wouldn't happen to KNOW this babe bomb would you?" he said feigning interest on their angle. ~Okay what the hell is with these guys and why are they spying on the Hanzo leader? This is weird...and probably reeks of blackmail..~

"Pft no. There's one other photo we were given." The guy showed another pic this time the woman turned halfway in that direction; perfect profile boob shot, but she was holding out a hand and an odd lens-flare showing in the palm.

"Shut up" the older man smacked the young man seeing as he was drunk. "That's nobody's business."

"So...why ARE you talking about her anyway? What, does she owe you old crooks money?" he asked, for some reason preparing for a really bad answer.

"Yeah." The old man said. "And we're about to go something about it."

"Lots of things!" the younger guy hiccuped drunkenly.

"Oh I see. Well..." Mirukon started to say before in a flash his fist reeled back and swatted one of the men upside the chin sending him flying into one of the walls. The drink he held flew out of his hand and crashed with a loud sound of shattered glass.

"What the fuck!"the other two guys jumped up but thinking it wouldn't be smart to fight, the second oldest guy just grumbled. "Fuck this man, aint worth it." He said and went to help his friend up and help him through the door.

"Fine. More money for me." the leader said, standing up to leave.

"Oh no. YOU aren't going anywhere." Mirukonn said, grabbing him by the collar. When the others would turn to see their leader trying to leave with them it appeared that Mirukon possessed a deadly aura filled with sudden rise of bloodlust: as if something inside him awoke. "You see, I can't have ANYONE at all doing such things to that beautiful lady. Her and I may see things from different perspectives in terms of shinobi alignment...but I'll never let her be soiled by shiteating cretins like you who think only of how to make someone like her bend to their will. She deserves better." then slamming him face first into the floor repeatedly with inhuman-like strength, before tossing one of the tables in the direction of the attempting fleeing men.

The other guys would just leave without walking back, afraid of what would happen if they did. The victim would just lay there with his face crushed in, very obviously dead, one of his eyes had been popped out and his lower jaw torn off and his ribs broken through and poking out of his back.

The other people in the bar would scream and ran out in a stampede, except for a few in a corner drinking calmly and playing cards.

Mirukon would go to the photos laid of Masako on the floor and tore them up. "Nobody else needs to see this when she isn't even being asked to be photographed..." to himself, before blushing at the possibility this could be seen as feelings for her. "This is stupid...and if I don't leave it'll be a problem for Hebijo..." rubbing his neck at the fact he has caused a VERY huge scene and had to make leave.

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"Ritsu, I'm sorry if you hear something later on the news but I totally didn't have anything to do-" Mirukon began to speak as he made his return back quickly to Hebijo Academy. It would be, one would say, quite an issue for not just the plans him and his brother would come up with their own elite group of shinobi, but the growth of the academy if one of them were jailed for murder. Perhaps it was best he got back quickly though...or so he began to think. As he made his way into the general office space he saw Miyabi in a state of undress wearing nothing but a single shirt brushing her teeth in a way that said she was in the midst of finishing up bathing. She was seen coming out of the space where Ritsu resided and when her eyes met Mirukon's her face froze red.

The two just looked at each other for what felt like an eternity before Miyabi let out a loud scream and defensively crossed her arms around herself.

Ritsu came out and sighed, gently nudging Miyabi into an adjacent room; reassuring it it was alright. "I sort of expected you to do something at some point." He said. Ritsu was shirtless again and looked like he was about to jump into a shower. "You didn't see anything here."

"RITSU WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK" Mirukon shouted, his hands going to his hair and gripping it a bit. "We can't I...you...I mean HOW LONG have you two been..." looking around. "Christ to think the least of my worries now is to tell you that I murdered someone today."

"For a while now." he said as it wasn't a big deal. "It was actually her idea, and it's not illegal. I'm only 6 years older than her." Ritsu explained. "So far, nobody knows."

He had to sit down. On one hand he was right. From the beginning of when they came to take over as new administration a few years had passed, so everyone had aged quite a bit. Miyabi was already pushing the typical 'adult' vibe in the group being her age over everyone else, and Ritsu was not wrong to point out the simple age difference. Perhaps it just came out of left field...and to note that in Hebijo 'everything is permitted'. "So for now you just gotta make sure to keep it on the low down. Honestly I'm surprised I haven't even -heard- you two but I guess my hunch was right on the nose from awhile back."

"Well this is technically the first time we got...physical." Ritsu said. "But right now, I have to go get a shower." He said, passing by and heading into the showers.

He waited a bit before yelling down the hallway. "You aren't even gonna ask who it was?" referring to his comment earlier on his bloodshed. ~Well for now I suppose it's not important.~ then turned to blush on the thought about Masako.

In Kyoto, things were worse than they were lead to believe. The shinobi in the city were barely holding their own against the large numbers of yoma appearing. They'd evacuated what civilians they could to take shelter in the various temples in the city. When yoma tried to get through there, they'd rebound off a solid-seeming but invisible barrier. The shinobi were gathered around there to protect them until reinforcements arrived.

"This isn't good, how are there so many?" A young woman, about the same age as the other girls in Tokyo muttered. Her auburn hair swishing about as she looked around for any other yoma, stomping on a weaker one that was approaching her and finishing it off, for the time being.

"Someone's got to be summoning them. We should go find out who's doing it and shut them down!" Another girl with short green hair said kicking another yoma in the head and sending it flying like a field goal.

"We can't leave these civilians unprotected." A girl with extremely long purple hair said calmly, slashing down a larger yoma with what seemed to be a naginata. "We need more people here so we can go try to hunt down who's doing this. But we have our orders to stay here and guard them."

"Sonuva..." the green haired girl shouted, narrowly dodging a yoma attack while the auburn haired girl stepped in and laid it out with a flurry punches and a kick that sent it careening into the blade of the purple-haired girl. "To hell with orders, we should go anyway! They're safe behind that barrier." The green-haired girl retorted, angrily stomping on the disintegrating remains of the yoma.

"Didn't the academy here send a messenge to Tokyo asking for help?" The auburn girl asked.

"It'll still take a while, bueracracy and such." the purple-haired young woman sighed.

"Then we're fucking doomed... unless someone breaks a few rules." The green-haired girl muttered darkly.

Masako returned to Hanzo academy in a huff but took a deep breath; pushing her huge tits out to wobble slightly as she did. She would regain her compsure and called her students in to tell them their next mission. Masako was going to straight-up disregard the council's orders. "Is everyone here?" she asked as the six of them came in and sat down.

They all replied in unison: "hai sensei!"

"Alright. The six of you need to go load up with the best gear you've got. You're going to Kyoto on a bullet train, there's been a flood of reports of yoma appearing." The super busty instructor said, arms crossed under them, which pushed those lovely melons up a bit, making her cleavage visible in her shirt. "The reports say it's only a small number but in many locations at once. Do not believe that. I believe there's far more there than they're reporting." She said. "This is your big test, if you fail this in anyway or screwup, you will not be returning alive." Masako said seriously.

The girls paled a bit, they had only fought smaller, weaker yoma before and the notion of having to deal with alot of them frightened them. Sanosuke, however, was looking excited about the prospect of more yoma to destroy. "We'll do just fine if we stick together sensei." He said.

"He's right! We can overcome anything together!" Asuka immediately piped up and smiled at him, a blush crossing her face.

"I'll try to send more help if I can wrangle it, but there's a chance that they'll start appearing here too." Masako said. "I'll talk to Haruhi and see if the Crimson Girls will go to help you; but you're to leave immediately." she sighed, handing them tickets for the train.

When they got to Kyoto, it was far worse than they'd been told; yoma were everywhere and there was dead bodies of shinobi in the streets. They were brutalized in ways the girls weren't ready for and at least once, one of them had to separate for a moment to get physically ill. Due to how yoma would sense and home in on shinobi, they'd soon start showing up to fight; wanting to absorb their negativity and grow stronger. With the attack of one of the huge yoma that stood bipedal like a human, it looked like they'd be smashed right away but a giant club.

"Is that the best you've got you pathetic shadow..." Sanosuke smirked as his skin darkened a couple shades and his hair blazed over into white. The impact as he caught the club shattered windows nearby, yet he seemed to be unfazed by it. He'd twist the club out of the "oni" yoma's hand and swung it at the legs of the beast, resulting a boneshattering CRACK as the club shattered on the yoma's legs, breaking them cleanly as well.

When the beast toppled, the girls pounced on it, proceeding to beat it down and destroy it while it was helpless. It would disintegrate into a shadow before fading away completely before Sano's oni nature could absorb it's spirit. "Damn it'll reform in a while unless we hurry" he growled.

"Please Sano-chan...be careful.. don't stay like that too long. Promise me..." Asuka said, pleading with him; the terror she felt before when he had that aura of maliciousness about him surging back up.

"I promise Asuka. I'll go back to normal before it gets too much of a hold." He nodded to her as weaker yoma paused in their attack; spotting him and began to turn and flee.

"I think they're afraid of you." Ikaruga blinked at that.

"Well I would be too if I knew that losing to someone meant he'd eat my soul or something." Katsuragi smirked. "Come on! There's more butts to whup!" she said.

Tthe fighting was brief but intense; with them staying close to each other the yoma were pulling away from other areas to do battle with the Hanzo students. However, they'd show up in groups with small breaks in between fights. Which would relieve the pressure on the remaining Kyoto shinobi including the three girls that were arguing about protecting civilians in a temple.

About and hour or so into fighting the yoma. Chasing a nearly defeated yoma down an alley, Ikaruga thought to finish it off and return to the others quickly. It had been hammered by attacks and disengaged when they turned to deal with a larger yoma. But as she got in close to finish it, it swelled into large proportions. feeding on the fear of a nearby group of hidden civilians. It'd lash out with a big hand and grabbed Ikaruga about the torso, squeezing her as if intending to crush her.

"Ikaruga!" A familiar voice said as a flash shone before her and she was suddenly released and fell to the ground coughing hard and panting. "Hey. that was close, are you ok?"

She looked up and blinked then blushed and smiled. "Why are you here Tatsuki? I thought you'd gone home..."

"I decided to visit Kyoto, what a time to do so huh?" He brushed his blonde hair out of his face and grinned. "Come on. let's get you back ot your friends."

Ikaruga nodded and leaned on him, blushing a bit; still breathing hard from the crushing she'd been through. She'd be ok in a few minutes but it was still aching. "Yeah. They should be right out there." She nodded as they walked.

The group would end up having to split up to put out the various fires burning as it were, yoma were spreading out and there was a lack of ninjas able to fight then off. Ikaruga, Katsuragi and Tatsuki would set off in one direction to fight the beasts while Hibari, Yagyu went with Asuka to clear out a different direction. Asuka was loathe to leave Sanosuke on his own in his demon form but she knew that he'd get progressively more brutal and violent as they went and may become a danger to them as well.

At first the shinobi were met with a fair amount of aggression by the yoma; until they started to pull them further and further apart. What the ninja girls didn't know was that the yoma were purposefully pulling them across the city and away from each other, hoping to make them vulnerable; like predators in the wild. They were being lead by more powerful and evolved yoma called "generals" that were human of form and were mimicing the various shinobi girls skills that they'd learned via a sort of hive mind they yoma were displaying.

Sanosuke was fine on his own, the weaker yoma were actually fleeing in terror from him; prompting him to chase them down and finish them off. The small power the yoma gave him upon absorption didn't really do too much other than quickly heal any wounds they'd given in the fighting. However, as things went on they were all fighting stronger yoma and starting to encounter real trouble. Since they were mowing down the cannon fodder, the larger and more intelligent yoma were coming out to play.

When things began to turn and the ninja girls were being driven back, like the shinobi that'd been in the city initially had been was when the Crimon Squad arrived to help out and fanned out to chase down their opposites. Homura, Mirai and Haruka seeking out Asuka, Yagyu and Hibari; while Hikage, Yomi and Syra were seeking out Ikaruga, Katsuragi and Tatsuki to lend them a hand.

"Asuka, You're getting slow! What? Are your blades made of lodestone or something?" Homura shouted with a laugh as she shredded a yoma that was pouncing toward Asuka from behind.

While Yagyu was shielding a downed Hibari with her umbrella, a rattle of gun fire then explosions caused her lower it and look over at what caused it. "Oh you." She mutterd, indifferent to Mirai's appearance but visibly annoyed at Haruka's.

"Oh what's wrong with my precious Hibari?" Haruka went over ot have a look. "Oh she's just knocked out." she said producing a vial of liquid and tilted Hibari's head up to sniff it. This would jolt Hibari to a sitting position and coughed for a few seconds, Yagyu slapped the vial out of Haruka's hand and yanked her away by the collar.

"What're you doing to Hibari!?" she demanded.

"If you were better at what you're doing she woudn't have ended up like that." Mirai taunted with a smug tone.

Yagyu just grit her teeth and growled a bit.

"Haruka! Mirai!" Hibari said, happy to see them. "Thanks so much!"

"Of course I'd come to help." Haruka smiled

The little reunion quickly broken up by a drider yoma showing up with a challenging shriek, then attacked with it's sword-like front legs.

Meanwhile, the upperclassmen were doing better; being both stronger and more skilled at combat. Katsuragi was initially wary of going with a perceived civilian; but went along with Ikaruga's implicit trust for Tatsuki. As such, she was surprised to see that the young man fought with agility and quick reflexes using a pair of matched katana. Sort of like Homura but limited to only two blades that he used in a sweeping manner and kept them moving like a blender.

Ikaruga was just as surprised by this development; using two full length blades was very difficult and needed excellent coordination and knowledge of where they were at all times to avoid bein tangled up. They were using their secret ninja arts to deal with clumps of enemies that Tatsuki would manuever into position, since they both could deal large amounts of damage to clusterd groups, sort of like ninja grenades.

Not knowing the friendly rivalry Ikaruga and Yomi had, Tatsuki reacted to block one of her half-hearted attacks on Ikaruga meaning to challenge her. He was about to counter her when Ikaruga called a stop to explain.

"Well ok that makes sense. Sorry." He rubbed his head and bowed a bit in apology to Yomi, whom just waved her hands.

"It's ok! You didn't know." she just smiled.

"It looks like you're all having fun." Hikage said in a droll tone. "Save some for us will you?"

Katsuragi just laughed at that. "Hey! Let's make it a contest to see who can whup more yoma!"

At the same time; the students that'd been fighting the yoma already had been pushed back into one of the temples by a pair of huge "oni" type yoma swinging huge two-handed Tetsubo weapons. They sort of looked like oversize baseball bats, with big iron studs in them. They were smashing at the invisible barrier that kept them out of the temple grounds but had figured out that if they couldn't get in, they'd break the building around them and crush those inside.

The auburn-haired girl had been knocked out from a piece of flying debris and laid inside the ground being looked at by a monk that was in the temple at the time. The other two were watching in horror as the monsters were bashing at the structure itself, they were exhausted from hours of fighting and had no more left in them. All the could do was hope for backup to come and help.

Then came a voice that would get the two giants to turn their attention on a new target. "Ugh, more pale imitations." Sano looked up at the two tall monsters with disdain and speaking in a tone more evil and malicious than either of the girls inside had ever head. "Then bring it. I'm going to enjoy beating you to death with your own weapons."

With that, the fight was on, the giants would swing their iron-studded clubs at him only to meet in teh middle and send each other stumbling back. Sano had jumped up onto one of them to let the clubs strike each other. "Hey, dumbass, I'm right here." he shouted, standing on the club, flipping the other giant off.

Reacting with an enraged shout; the red-skinned yoma swung at him again, only to nail his blue-skinned buddy right in the arm, breaking it clean through and then getting his feet crushed by the yoma retaliatory strike. Sano jumping ship onto the shoulders of the red-skin. "Nice job. Hey big blue, I'm up here, can ya hit me?" He laughed at them both.

Again the swing of the club and the red-skinned yoma was completely knocked out from a tetsubo to the head, crushing the skull. "Thanks, THIS makes fighting you weakling MORE FUN." Sano smirked as the destroyed yoma's soul was absorbed into his body in a energy laced rush of energy that trailed after him like purple-red ribbons.

The blue-skinned yoma, now alone and seeing this; felt something that only humans would feel or real living being; Primal Fear. It would turn to run, exciting Sanosuke's predator reaction and in a short chase would be toppled to the ground when Sano tore out one of it's hamstrings and leapt up on it's back, bearing to the ground and kicked it to make it roll over onto it's back. "See now you know what all those humans are feelings aren't you? That fear. That terror, knowing that something bigger, stronger and more evil than yourself wants to kill you." He smirked wickedly.

The yoma tried to kick itself away with it's good leg but would get kicked in the face inside, snapping off one of it's jutting tusks. Then Sano would give the yoma a quick history lesson in Aztec religious practice by tearing out it's still-beating black heart and crushed it in his hand. Then, in the same energy rush as before; would absorb it's soul to keep it dead.

Powered up and on an adrenaline high he'd stalk back toward the temple, the shock of the consecration would lance through is body, dropping him to his knees. It reminded him that the constant absorption of evil was starting to affect him a spiritual way. Remebering his promise to Asuka he'd drag himself painfully through the field of purifying energy despite being wracked with pain from it. It was all he could think to do get rid of the evil buiding up in his own soul, tilting him to become more oni-like than human, which was always a danger.

~This burns like radiation but it's all I can think to do to preserve myself and keep my promise...~ He thought as he made it to the door, sweating and feeling like his body was on fire. "Are you... all ok in there?" He pulled himself up to his feet.

To the girls watching, this was a horror show; seeing three demons fighting it out and rather awful things going on. Both the purple-haired girl, whom was normally stoic and disciplined; and the Green-haired girl; whom was normally flirty and playful were both watching in shock and amazement. They'd both flinch in sympathetic pain as Sano drug himself through the holy grounds, the black energy being torn from his body in long waves and looked painful. To a normal person; it wouldn't look any different than what they'd usually see; but to those that had ability to control and use their chi, they could see what others couldn't.

"We're fine.. they couldn't get through whatever's here." The purple-haired girl replied.

"Thanks for stoppping them, They were going to bring the whole place down. But you look like you've been through hell." The green-haired girl leered for a second. "But damn I haven't seen such a good lookin guy in years. When you get patched up after this; want to do something?' she flirted.

"Fraid not. But that's good you can keep an upbeat attitude in this shit. Try to get to safety, this place isn't going to last long." He said, gesturin them out.

Doubting their ability to deal with such huge beasts, the girls readily agreed, the monk piggybacking the third of their group out of the area. Sanosuke would direct them to the exit point that the Hanzo team had come through; which should be safe since they've cleared all the areas in between so far.

When they departed, he'd turn around to go catch up with the others and was confronted by two new faces. One somewhat indifferent or stoic girl with short-cut white hair and a young woman with long-black hair that were both regarding him curiously. "Ok. I've had a long day as it is, who are you." He sighed.

"I just want to know one things. How are you absorbing the yoma when you kill them?" The black haired girl in a white high-school student outfit asked. The outfit didn't look like any he'd seen before so he was wondering where she was from.

"It just happens. Don't ask me how." He replied, not quite knowing how himself really. He figured it had to do with his mixed blood heritage.

"I see, well that's interesting. But where is your guardian? Your reincarnation sphere?" She asked.

"What? What are you talking about?" He blinked, confused now.

"Mistress, he doesn't know what you mean. Why are we wasting time? We still have to get you back to full power." The white haired girl sighed.

Ignoring that, the darker-haired girl looked him over curiously, as if trying to figure out the how of her question if he couldn't explain it. Her eyes would light up a bit before she turned around and gestured to leave. The stoic girl simply turned and the two of them vanished off without even giving their names.

"Not the weirdest thing that's happened today but pretty far up there." Sano shook his head and kept going to link up with the others.

While of that was going on, Masako was back at Hanzo academy with the anxiety and worry for her students was reaching critical mass. She wanted to go to Kyoto to help them out but, she wanted to give them the chance to really do something heroic and be proud of themselves. To show the skills that they'd worked so long to gain and the major reason the world even had the ninja around. When a messenger arrived to deliver a message from Master Hanzo himself, she decided to do something about it.

Mirukon and Daigo would also receive similar messages; and were all preparing for something major to happen. Shortly thereafter; yoma began to show up in small amounts in Tokyo, but having been made aware of this Ritsu sent the New Hebijo girls out on a mission to quash the yoma before they could get to be too numerous and search out the location of a supposed "seal" that was hidden somewhere in the city.

Daigo would send Gessen out to do the same thing; two symbols had been discovered and were emanating energy to draw yoma in and manifest them physically. They were being summoned by these seals carved into two different points on the opposite side of the city. The problem was; to stop them- the seals had to be closed at the same time according to the information they'd received.

He sent the girls off to go find and shut those down, the intel they had stated that they may have to do something special to close them. Meaning he'd have to keep the yoma off of them until they could figure it out, it may've been something simple but there wasn't any clue yet as to what exactly. That, and he hadn't a chance to "stretch his legs" in a while and proceeded to show the yoma just what it meant to mess with a professional martial artist. Daigo fought with technique, skill and god-like agility; building up into a fluid combat style, shifting from different martial arts styles from heavily offensive to agile and reflexive defense on the drop of a dime depending on what was needed.

As he proceeded further, his blows became stronger and faster, not due to his strength or speed but because his blows: whether it be a punch, kick, headbutt, elbow strike or what were causing the yoma to ice over where he struck. Eventually he'd build up enough energy to freeze-shatter them in a combination of one-two blows.

Daigo kept going until he was joined by another powerful ninja; the unique senior from Hanzo Academy; Daidouji. They'd been working through yoma toward each other almost since they started through coincidence. There was some friction at first with either bumping into the other to avoid the yoma attacks; until they figured out each other's style and ability. They didn't need any words to coordinate their efforts; it would almost become a competition; seeing how many yoma they could destroy before the others got the seals closed.

Which meant New Hebijo and Gessen academies had to coordinate their efforts so they could shut down the "production" of yoma within the city. The process of destroying the yoma in Tokyo would take several hours while the Hanzo and Crimson Squad were in Kyoto. With the two academies working in tandem though; the seals would end up closed by the evening. But so far there'd been no word as to who had set them up and why, which was what Ritsu and Daigo were searching out.

Ritsu was on the phone with Mirukon as he walked though the streets, periodically the crack of a gun would go off as he shot at the yoma with his chi-charged revolver. As he ran out of bullets for one gun, he'd twirl it into one of four holsters and draw another and blindly shot another yoma clear through the eye that was coming up on his side. "Yeah it's a shitshow here bro. That shadow ninja was right, there is a seal here and the girls are working on closing it." He said, casually hopping over a yoma that came screaming in with a claw swipe. His long brown hair swished through the air as he cartwheeled over it and blasted it through the dome of the skull and landed on it's back with a fierce stomp and continued on.

"Huh? Yeah they'd tried that, it seems like it shuts off for a little bit then flares back to life." He said. "What? Well shit I didn't think about that, Where'd you learn about that trick?" He saId over his cellphone as he held it with his shoulder and rattled off five shots in sucession, the gunshots coming instantly after the other due to his fanning of the hammer. "Ok ok we'll try it like that. You better be right. It may not be long before big one shows up." He said. "Huh? Oh? Very fucking funny, you just go tell the others about it." His tone dripping with sarcasm at first then hung up.

"Alright girls. Get into contact with the Gessen team, you have to shut them off at the same time or they feed each other and reactivate." he informed the New Hebijo girls.

"Hai sensei!" they shouted in unison and began again. After a few minutes and a signal flare shot in the air; the large pentacle seals with close for good.

"Bro? Yeah you have to shut them off at the same time, you were right." Ritsu called Mirukon up again to let him know.

Masako had been left in the dark about that; but she'd receive another message; this one from a black robed and hooded shinobi that simply read that "We told you to stay out of this. Now your students will pay the price for your insilence." At that point, she'd be attacked by about a dozen heavily armed and armored ninja, she recognized as a sort of "black ops" team that the council used to eliminate targets that wouldn't cooperate or stay quiet. Five minutes later she was storming out of Hanzo academy leaving a dozen broken bodies in her wake; though none were dead-alot of them wished they were.

She'd arrive in Kyoto hitching a ride on a bullet train to see her students corraled into the center of the city and surrounded by yoma generals and were doing an admirable job of fending them off; but half of them were injured and unable to fight. Seeing that sparked something inside the normally, calm, in-control Masako; something so primal that no living being could ever ignore it.

Masako would rush over and grab one of the general-type yoma and splattered it against a wall with an off-hand, almost casual throw. "First you show up here in the city and hurt lots of people, then you have the gall to harm MY children?!" She growled, aiming to get their attention, which would work; they'd all turn to focus on the new powerful presence and were eager to take the negativity that came along with it.

-They never got the chance, when they all turned to face Masako she simply held out a hand and released a massive beam of golden energy that instantly disintegrated their physical forms and purified the dark energy right away. She'd set about the business methodically, releasing lasers of golden energy that snaked through the streets, destroying any yoma it pierced and would re-energize any of the temples barriers it stuck , temporarily giving them the same ability.

At the same time that occurred, from his own investigating following up on the confirmation of his theory Ritsu had field tested in Tokyo, when the details leaked Mirukon had made way to the same location. Then, by the hair of his nose, missed the huge beam of energy that shot by him from Masako. He would reel back immediately and put his hands up. "SHIT!" he shouted, almost feeling the sting of residual energy from the shot then peeked his head around the corner to see Masako, then put 2 and 2 together to figure it came from her.

"I am so unbelievably, debate-free, without question and COMPLETELY outclassed here by her alone. Good thing she's on ~our~ side for once." he commented to himself, sweating a little as he thought of the idea of never wanting to piss her off...then found it attractive to a degree.

"I have had enough." Masako said, pushing away, then seeming to just teleport around, causing yoma to just explode into clouds of dust from what sounded like sonic booms. Even the most powerful amongst the yoma were being destroyed in single blows; without even getting a chance to adjust and attack the new target. When most of them were destroyed, her supercharge of energy was expended and Masako calmed back down. "I'm sorry I tend you kids into this without knowin what was really going on..." she apologized to the massed students. "But there is one mor ething you have to take care of. Now with most of them gone, what's left and wasn't dealt with is going to combine into one possibly super Yoma. Asuka, Homura, Sanosuke; you need to be ready to deal with that." She said.

"Why us?" the girls asked, amazed at what they just saw.

"You're the only three that can manage the strength enough to deal with it. The rest of you need to get to these..." she'd hand the ones that could move, including the two new addition of the purple and green-haired young women. "points in the city and destroy the seals there. But you all have to do it at the same time. It's the only way to stop them from respawning and coming through." Masako explained.

"What about the others..." Asuka asked lookin at Hibari, Yagyuu, Mirai, and Yomi; all of whom were unconscious from their wounds.

"I can stay here can take care of them. The rest of you GO. And you three, be careful ok? It's goin to manifest somewhere nearby in a few minutes I'd wager." Masako instructed them. With that; they'd all scatter like they were instructed after a bit of consternation and amazement.

"Wow..Just wow. That was so frickin' AWESOME! So that's what a kagura can do?!" Katsuragi was heard shouting.

It'd take a bit of time, but the girls had split off evenly to cover the five locations throughout the city. When they were ready; one would fire off a ninja signal flare to tell the others to focus their energy into breaking the seal they were at. The seals were usually in the ground but one or two was up on a wall or woven into tree branches. At the same moment the flare went up, the groups broke the yoma summoning seals in unison which would stem the tide of the things; but would make the remaining residual elements gather and form into a massive, monstrosity.

Using a large kekkai barrier; Asuka, Homura and Sanosuke would isolate the beast to deal with it in a way that avoided collateral damage. When the girls assumed their high-power super forms, Sanosuke was having to stay normal as they went on the offensive. He was afraid; going full power again may create a threat bigger than the huge yoma itself; so he'd make due with what he could manage normally. Suffice to say; he'd act as the "soft target" to take the brunt of the yoma's aggression; being hit and thrown around when he couldn't avoid the attacks.

While it was going as well as it could for super Asuka and Crimson Homura, it wasn't really enough to put down the beast for good. It was huge and slow but packed alot of power and was showing an ability to suddenly produce spines from it's hide to skewer anything that landed on it for too long; making grapple attacks impossible. Usually the best way to deal with such a big enemy was to grab onto it somewhere it couldn't shake you off and hack it to pieces, but not this time.

With the girls still worn out from a literal whole day of fighting and Sano afraid to use his powers; they'd soon have the tide turn againt them. It was like being trapped in a box with something bigger and more powerful then yourself, it really did seem -to them- like suicide.

"This is not going well... I thought we could handle this thing. It's not really that much more powerful than Orochi had been. So why aren't we seeming to hurt it?!" Homura shouted, annoyed at the seeming lack of damage.

"It's not that you aren't hurting it, it's just immune to the feeling of pain from the wounds. You've done alot of damage but it's not reacting to it. It's like a train that's just going to keep going." Asuka panted a bit, the lack of visible results frustrating her efforts and as a result, making he feel more tired.

"I'm doing my best but it's not enough..." Sano sighed, forcing himself back up to his feet.

"Why aren't you using your own power to fight then you idiot?!" Homura shouted, noticing he was givin off the same aura her and Asuka were.

"Because I made a promise..." he said, glancing at Asuka.

"!" she blushed a bit at that. ~Wait! I get it.. he's ...scared of using it because he's afraid of losing himself to it...~ She realized. Just as she was ready to jump back into the fight; the yoma pressed it's advantage and attacked first. They'd all avoid it, but Asuka got her scarf clipped by the swipe of the yoma's claw and hurled up against the barrier's impenetrable wall like a ragdoll.

"Asuka!" Both Homura and Sanosuke shouted, rushing over to see if she was ok. She wasn't, the impact had broken one of her arms and a couple ribs from the looks of it, she was luckily it didn't snap her neck from the way she got thrown.

"I'm...fine..." she muttered trying to sit up then screamed in pain from the broken ribs and pressed hand to her side. "Maybe not.. I'm sorry..." She cried. It hurt to breathe or even move; making her an easy target.

"Homura, can you keep that thing off of us for a minute?" Sano asked suddenly, knowing something he could do to help her. "I have an idea."

"Yeah... I think I can keep it occupied but you'd better hurry." She nodded, worried about her friend. Forget rival, Homura hated to see Asuka hurt in such a way. She'd leap off to hammer the yoma and force it to focus on her.

"This may seem a little weird to you but just go with it." Sano said. He'd purposefully use one of his fangs to pierce his tongue to make it bleed.

Asuka went completely cherry red as he pulled her in close and passionate kissed her, using his bleeding tongue to tease and brush over hers. She'd hook her good arm around him to hold on as she returned the kiss with the same fervor. It was strange to her, the gesture; but she was enjoying it though it confused her. ~Why now? Does he really think that this may be the end...?~ she didn't want to think of it like that but she was scared by the action and it's meaning.

When he pulled away, Sanosuke nodded to her. "Stay there and let it work ok? It doens't work well if you're up and moving. We'll deal with this." he said and stood up to turn and face the yoma again. It'd played with Homura enough and noticed him standing back up and lifted it's clawed hand to swipe at them both.

Sanosuke didn't even move and when the inevitable collision came, it was stopped dead in the air. There was a swish of snowy-white hair then the yoma recoiled in agony as it's claw separated into three parts spraying ichor around as it swished it's shredded hand. Sano had used his controlled release, super state; giving him white hair and glowing green eyes but remained a guy instead of becoming a girl.

His resolve to protect Asuka gave him the concentration necessary to use it; when normally it was somethin that was hard to hold onto which allowed for the side effect to take hold. He'd used his own weapon to shred the things arm and when it tried to claw him off, he'd just jumnp over to the other arm to savage it as well, bouncing back and forth; doing damage whereever he landed. Sano kept moving and leaping over it to avoid the spikes that'd erupt in his wake as it's automatic defense reacted.

At that point it was a methodical dissection almost of the huge yoma between the efforts of the two remaining ninja left to fight with it. Homura taking a cue from Sano and kept ontop of the beast but kept movingn to avoid it's counter. Eventually Sano got onto of the thing's head and anchored a kusari-gama he had into it's hide and swung off of it and used the force of the downward motion to jerk it's head and neck down into Homura's powerful nodachi uppercut. The head of the thing flying away and rolling to the ground as the body disintegrated into nothingness, it's spirit beign drawn to Sanosuke's aura but instead of being absorbed it was destroyed outright.

The barrier dropped with their energy running out, dumping them out into the street with Asuka being princess-carried by Sanosuke again. She was unconscious as a side effect of what he'd done to her.

"Is she going to be ok? That was a really bad time for a make out session you know." Homura blushed.

"Jealous much?" Sanosuke smirked at her.

"N-No!" Homura shouted, a little too quickly. "Why'd you do it anyway?" she wanted to know.

"Reasons." He said innocently.

"Tell me..." Homura growled, not wanting to deal with his games at that moment.

Sano shrugged and bit his lip a bit to make it bleed again and kissed her sweetly on the lips as well, making Homura go rigid and blush intensely at that. She had absolutely no idea what to do in response and just stared at him as he continued on once he was done.

It fried her brain so to speak and she had no words as she dashed up to catch them. Then she'd notice that the cuts and scrapes she'd gotten from the fights all day were closing up and healing on their own, visibly healing up. Then she'd remember seeing HIM doing that when he was training with them at Hebijo academy, so long ago. "!" She blinked in astonishment. ~That jerk! He..he...he stole my first kiss!~ She thought. ~...to heal me... ~ she blushed looking at him

Asuka knew subconsciously what he'd done to her; she knew full well of his healing ability and snuggled against his chest. She was thankful that he'd figured out a way how to help others with it even if it was a bit too intimate for her liking. Not that she minded it when he did it to her, but sharing it with others? Nuh uh. He was hers in her mind.

Before they got back, Masako was sitting on the ground leaning heavily on the New Hebijo headmaster Mirukon; having exhausted her energy to produce those lasers of doom. It took alot of power to do such things and in the concentrations they had to be was draining. Even a kagura like he could only keep that sort of output going to so long before she ran out of steam; she'd nearly collapsed from it when he was there to catch her. It was he that'd passed along the information about the seals and what they needed to. He'd gone there personally since New Hebijo had been doing it in Tokyo under the guidance of the combined effort of Gessen and New Hebijo.

"Hey, are you going to be ok?" he would ask, holding her up as he caught her at the second she started fainting. Part of him wanted to dismiss the fact he noticed her bust wobbled rather naturally...but no, that would be stupid. Then again, the male part of his brain thought of that. The other, worried that if SHE was to tire out at this point, would they or humanity itself still have any hope left at all? He had been a follower of Hebijo for a good part of his life and they had different mental angles on justice and life itself...but it always ultimately meant not outright destroying Earth itself. He would hate to see the planet go down like this

"I'm going to be fine. I just used up too much energy too quickly." Masako said, blushing and smiling a bit. Her tits still jiggled a bit from her motion since it was so sudden. "Thank you for catching me."

"You're welcome. Look...we may have had rivalries that hated each other before...but seriously? I'm glad we're on the same side on this." he paused a moment.."Also...about that time I...well anyways..I'm sorry for it."

"I never hated Hebijo. I knew both academies were just two sides of one coin." he said. "Oh you mean peeking? Honestly I don't mind if people see my body. I have nothing to ashamed of, but I don't take possible threats to my kids too well" she said. "They may have different parents but while those students are in my care, I think of them as my children. it's the best I can manage."

"Wow so you're -that- ok with me ge-gkrk..." he stopped himself mid-speech when she mentioned children and the final puzzle piece of his memory started reforming. When Ritsu had helped him awhile back on regaining his memory he had a breakdown: thinking he had left them behind for so many years. What he was unaware of up until now was that they were still around him even after all this time...

"Well ... I see.." she said when he said something under his breath to her. "Looking at you closely now. I've seen two girls here that look kind of like you. maybe you should go find them? They didn't come back to go home with the others?" she suggested.

"I'll have to see. Anyways, I'll meet back up with you soon." he said before running off to go find them. In his heart he knew who they were.

Just he left, Masako sat down on a bench nearby as the girls, and guys found their way into the open park she was waiting for them in. They all gathered around as she gestured them to join her. "There's...just one more problem.." Masako tiredly said.

The girls looked at her, worried. "What is it sensei?"

"Don't worry girls, your next stop is go home and recover." She smiled wanely. "Take the train back. We instructors will deal with this." Masako said, pushing off and standing up a bit shakily but she'd be ok in a second. She'd pull out a cellphone and called Mirukon up since he'd left his number just before he left, just in case she had to get ahold of im again.

Mirukon thought to himself ~So who's responsible for all this and what were they trying to do?~ disappointed he no longer felt giant tits on his shoulder; but upset that someone had been manipulating anyone at all. It was bad enough due to an event he lost his memory...but to think it would go even larger...

Masako would wait for the girls to disperse to catch trains back to Tokyo before she'd explain what was going on to Mirukon since it was just the two of them there at that moment. "The shinobi council. They've been summoning yoma and making us deal with them in order to drive up profit since when the things attack, they can demand extremely high pricees for our "services" Masako explained. "They want to leverage that influence into politcal power as well." she added, speaking over the phone.

Mirukon's whole body went rigid with rage and his muscles began to bulge up and become larger looking by a little bit. "I'm going to pound them into such a disgusting red paste I'm going to paint the streets with it when I'm done with them..."

"Good for you, but go ahead and find those two you're looking for I'm going back to try and keep them from escaping." she said and hung the phone up and joined the students on the train.

Meanwhile, Syra and Haruhi had just finished shutting down the seal they were tasked to handle a few moments ago. Just when things looked up, they'd feel vibrations through the ground as something was rushin toward them; a large yoma with a sem-humanoid look to it but misshappen and distorted. "Oh for the love of..." Syra muttered. Problem was, this thing was one of the slightly more intelligent yoma and had armored itself with torn off pieces of buildings

"Christ...looks like this isn't going to end soon..." Haruhi muttered to herself and threw a fist out to try and at the very least deter the rushing yoma away: carrying her rusty blade by her side which was seeing thorough use that evening. The blade had long enough broken off in the consistent fighting and the thing wasn't going to slow down much and they'd have to avoid it's ape-like arm swing of an attack, breaking a wall nearby.

Syra jumped out of the way narrowly. "Shit!" she said as she did. But would actually get grabbed by the other hand. "Gah!" she let out as it just help her up and seemed to be just looking at her ..stupidly. "Let me go you dumb ape!" she shouted, digging a kama into it's fingers and wrist trying tomake it release her. She'd shout in pain as it instead squeezed as if making a fist.

In a flash of light the beast would actually let go as in between Syra and the Yoma was a single man holding it off. It exuded a demonic level of energy of bloodlust that radiated right off of him. "Get your hands off...my daughter you piece of shit!" looking into the eyes of the yoma, Mirukon seemed almost inhuman and filled purely with hatred for the Yoma and with quick succession rammed his right fist entirely through the yoma's body, grabbing onto the other side of said body for leverage before kicking it off.

Syra toppled to the ground and coughed a bit heavily and rolled over to get up on all fours and looked up. "What in the..." she muttered, watching it.

Haruhi's eyes widened as Mirukon made the yoma crumble in both body, blood and bone. Its guts spilled to the ground as he took on another that saw the two helpless girls and looked at them. "COME ON. NONE OF YOU HAVE A CHANCE IN HELL AT ME!" before lunging at them with inhuman speeds to take each on without so much as transforming. It was just 100% him: no weapon or anything.

Haruhi just blinked. "Did he say daughters? We're his-..." trying to walk to where Syra was at then her part of the memories she retained started piecing things together.

Mirukon would go back and forth breaking limbs, snapping necks and tearing the yoma apart built completely off of pure hatred it seemed...and it was doing it without a shinobi transformation.

"I have no idea what he means either." Syra said. "I'm ok" she reassured Haruhi as she got up. She was too young at the time to remember their dad other than what Haruhi told her.

After what seemed mere minutes he would wobble over and, as if another person took over his personality he softened up. "I'm sorry...that it took so long. But..yes..." inhaling, then exhaling and looking at both. "I am your father."

"How...then...why did you leave? I remember at one point-" Haruhi began to speak but he held up a hand. "I will explain when this is over...but for now I'm just happy you two are alive. "

"This isn't Star Wars." Syra quipped, looking at him the to Haruhi, then back again, confused.

He sighed, looking at Syra and frowning. "You were just a baby when things all happened...and it's a complicated set of events. But...for what it's worth now I am sorry for not being around..."

"I have no excuses...but I will explain it all after all this" he said then just...hugged both of them together. Haruhi went wide-eyed in a mix of horror, anxiety but then softened up. The sensation she got from the hug clicked a subconscious memory of her own and she then clung to him.

Deciding to just trust Haruhi's lead on that, she just nodded. "I guess you must've had a good reason for it. If you're anything like the enormous goober Haruhi said you were I figure you wouldn't just leave without a reason." she sighed then blushed at the hug. She remembered, bodily what those hugs felt like, but didn't quite believe it.

That night, back in Tokyo proper after the students had all been sent home or to the hospital to get their wounds treated, the leaders of the four academies all gathered outside of what seemed to be a modest, five-story office building. They were all using a closed-network of earpieces to keep in touch since they were approaching from all four sides and above to ensure that none of the shinobi council escaped. Each had their own ideas of how to deal with the corrupted and greedy old men. Shortly after they arrived, the power would be cut by a third party, disabling the alarms and automatically dropping the metal gates to seal the civilian entry points. The shinobi entry points were all still open but shuttered.

Working their ways in, each of the intruders would destroy the escape route they were using to get in except for on the roof. Ritsu remained on top of the building; having arrived there by an police chopper he'd quietly "borrowed" after putting the pilot to sleep. It was situated in a place that blocked the outside stairs down the building. "Now for the fun to start, I hope Mirukon doesn't get there first and go all human-blender on them."

Each being exceptionally powerful in their own rights; the instructors had little trouble dealing with the guards and troops inside the building. Staying quiet and only putting patrolling security to sleep and dragging them into hiding or making it legitimately looking as if the security just fell asleep on their shift where possible.

Masako knew the direct way there since she'd just been here yesterday and took that route, directing the others via coms about it so they didn't try that way. The point was to box the council in with the only route being UP toward the roof. She'd face the chamber doors where she could feel them lurking, afraid, wary of what was going on. With a soft click of the door; she'd simply walk in to face the five old perverts. "Oh hi there. Remember me?" she asked them pleasantly.

"YOU! You aren't supposed to be here!" One of them shouted as they all rose and began to back away.

"Oh I'm sorry. I just had something I needed to clear up with you..." she smiled sweetly, but there was nothing sweet in the look she was giving them.

At that, they'd back off again, one stepping on a pressure plate that would drop a bamboo cage over her with lead weights in the bottom to hold it down. They knew it wouldn't do anythin to really stop her but it gave them just enough time to burst out the hidden back door and down their private escape route.

"Alright boys. The deer are running." she said over the earpiece com, calmly shattering the bamboo cage and proceeded to go over to the to the door they escaped through and solidly kicked it, collapsing the frame so they couldn't backpedal. She'd turn and calmly walk out the way she came in and began to head up.

The older men would take a private elevator, trying to stop at various floors only to find the hallways blocked or damaged by the other instructors that were keeping up with them. Mirukon destroying all the hallways from the elevators to the north side, Daigo sealing the doors on the south side so that they didn't open. The elevator could to the north, south or east since it ran up the dead center of the building, leading to many hidden floors they could use to get away.

Masako used her speed to keep with it, sealing up the minimal number of hallways on her east side of the building. Everything was going according to plan; and ahead of them all, riding on the elevator itself was an extra man. Someone blending into the darkness and shadow, and able to open the top hatch at anypoint and drop explosive, poison, anything in there. But this person knew that the representatives of the schools would want the truth out of the old men so they didn't.

At the very top the elevator dinged open to let them out. The five elders would try to rush out, spotting the helicopter on the pad waiting there. It was large enough to seat all of the people involved, Ritsu smirked, having disguised himself as the pilot and was waiting for them. "Get in if you're going to." he waved, knowing the old men didn' t know his voice.

Just like rats to a trap, they'd all board the transport chopper. Then just after they got all buckled in and situated, relieved they'd escaped the wrath of the instructors they'd betrayed for their own greed and ambition. If only it were that simple. Just as they felt safe; The instructors would then board the chopper, dressed as security and Ritsu lifted off taking them away from the building then upward and began to hover over Tokyo Bay.

"How good of you to join us so willingly." Masako said, pulling off the security helmet she had on and cast it from the chopper.

"Now you better start tallking before I decide to go through with my idea to turn you all into thin, watery red paste." Mirukon said with a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"You've betrayed everything we all stand for and now it's time to pay the piper, you know what they say about Karma right?" Daigo said, revealing himself as well.

The elders...panicked. They would all start blaming each other before turning on the eldest member of them, trying to focus the blame on him. But none of them would talk so far, that was until Masako snapped a high-voltage taser prod from the security belt she had. Without so much as a warning, she'd zap the closest one to her, the elder that'd gotten turned on watching her butt earlier. Suffice to say, the poor old chap's heart couldn't take it and he'd keel over dead of a forced heartattack.

"Oops. One less of you to blame now. Best start talking..." She said dangerously as she unbuckled the steaming corpse and pushed it from the chopper to fall several hundred feet into the water with huge red splash.

"It was all his idea!" one of them shouted, pointing at the leader.

"Why'd you even go through with all this? Money, Political ambition?" Another said, reaching over to shake the old man, whom wasnt' talking.

"I have nothing to say to such low-brow trash like the lot of you." the old man said in a haughty tone, crossing his arms. "Especially some thug that was too stupid to die when our man bashed your skull in." he sneered at Mirukon, a bad move in and off itself. "Or some monk looking for honor in a dead fool's request." He dismissed Daigo's presence as well. "And worst of all, some slut that would fit more in a brothel or as a sex slave somewhere. I owe you no answers." He sneered at Masako, raking her with a hot glance.

"I'm sure you've got that wrong." Masako laughed at him. "You're the whore here, selling yourself; your pride, your honor. For what? Seriously, what's worth selling out everything worthwhile?" she shrugged, the gesture making her huge tits wooble in her jacket.

"He did it because he thought it'd make us more money. That if we kept summoning Yoma, we could charge the govenment exhorbitant prices to exterminate them." The youngest of the group, a small, wiry man in his late-40's stammered, only to get backhanded by the eldest.

"Silence!" the older man, somehwere in his late 60's barked. "They can't do anything to us, if they do everything will collapse; no more funding; no more free medical care; no more academies." He said confidently.

"He also wanted to leverage the attacks and services into gaining a political position. We were promised a handsome share in the profits and as many young women as we wanted." one of the remaining two said.

"What..." Daigo asked, narrowing his eyes since they were talking about his niece.

"Why do you think there aren't any older ninja running around handling problems? If it wasn't for that damnable old man and his trained monkeys, we'd be making more off of selling the graduates into slavery." he scoffed, crossing his arms. "After all, why do you think we only accept the girls with the largest breasts and nicest asses we can find?"

"Well what goes up must go down." Daigo kicked the man hard enough to sent him flying out of the seat, ripping the seat belt as if it were toliet paper, thanks to the instant freeze his aura caused. A long scream of terror rang out then was quickly silenced with another geyser of red stained water from far below.

"And then there were three." Masako shrugged, cold, indifferent.

"It's true. All of it is, but it's all the old man's idea. I swear I had nothing to do with it!" one of the three remaining pleaded. "I just joined a year ago."

"Me too! They suddenly had two spots open and we were the next in line.." The other said. "Please we didn't know what they were doing until abou a week ago, but it was too late to do anything about it. We're so sorry!"

"I don't know, should we believe them?" Masako asked.

"I say we just shove them all out of this chopper and enjoy their screams on the way down." Mirukon said hotly. "They are right on one belief, no legal court would prosecute them for any of this since it's only legal hearsay."

"I'll testify to all of it!" one of the two younger members said.

"I will too!" They were desperate to avoid being killed right there and then.

"Personally, I think just broadcasting their admissions on Youtube and to the proper authorities would ruin their lives just enough." Masako said, grinning wickedly as she held up a small digital recorder that she was using to tape the confessions.

"The lawyers I'd hire would simply get that thrown out on grounds that we weren't informed of being recorded." the eldest shrugged, thinking he had them in a corner legally.

"I just don't know what to think or say." Masako shrugged. She didn't want to kill them, she wanted to watch them stew with ruined lives, blacklisted from everything and forced to live as hobos.

"I don't wish to have their deaths on my hands." Daigo said crossing his arms.

"You already kicked one of us out the window." the eldest sneered.

"Actually I have that recorded as an accident due to turbulence." Ritsu smirked over his shoulder at him. "I seriously can't believe how dumb the lot of you chaps are." he said in a mock pleasant british accent.

Mirukon had been quiet the whole time, sitting with one leg crossed over the other, straightening his dark purple business suit. Giving the image of a perfectly cut, trimmed and professional man; but the glare in his eyes screamed bloodlust and the demonic desire to end all three of them right there. The only thing restraining it was the fact that they did need the confessions on the record. They'd gone after his little girls and the fact they were planning to sell them off like cattle had tipped him into a long overdue parental rage.

"I say we let the business man here decide what to do with them." Masako said.

"I agree. It's only fair, his academy has been ostracized for years to fuel the old man's greedy ambition. Even so far as allowing that Dogen to do whatever he wanted with the students of Hebijo academy." Daigo said calm as the eye of a brutal arctic hurricane.

"Then I'm going to set this thing down, it's almost out of fuel." Ritsu said, dipping the helicopter down sharply and turning to the side and headed for an open area just outside of the city to set down at. They'd land at the site of the orignal Hebijo castle, landing in the huge empty courtyard, throwing up huge clouds of dust as they did. The chopper would land and spin itself out slowly, the two elders would grab their leader, unbuckled him and threw him out of the chopper. They'd remain there, strapped in to wait for their fate.

Once the eldest was out, Mirukon and Ritsu were out next once the thing was turned off. Masako and Daigo would collect the two younger council members and restrained them with zip-ties they'd found in the security jackets they were wearing. "We'll take these two down to the cops and have them confess to all of their crimes as unwitting accomplices." Masako said. "The way I see it, they really didn't have anything to do with the other three's activities." She said, dragging one of them off.

At that, they'd leave the area; leaving Mirukon alone with the old man responsible for everything that was going on... knowing it would not end well for the cause of the problems.

The old, sixty-something man saw that they were leaving him alone with someone that probably wanted to take his head off. At that, he'd begin to panic, backpedaling away from Mirukon; making all sorts of offers and claims. Such as offering loads of cash, prestige, everything he could possibly think of. He had believed that as long as the others kept their mouths shut that nobody would have a legal leg to stand on to stop them. Ritsu sat in the chopper nearby breaking out a snickers bar to snack on while he watched. "Hey don't look at me, I'm not goin to save your wrinkled ass." He said when the old guy tried to plead with him to stop Mirukon.

"Those men are probably going to be dealt a form of justice that I cannot give, nor am I allowed to do so. YOU on the other hand...are a snake. Not th ekind that represents Hebijo properly, but a vile creature wherein you're not fit to crawl from the same ground I walk. You hurt people. Innocent people. I do it because I believe in a different set of morals than the other 3...YOU do it just for money and selfishness..." His arms were folded as he stared down at him with blood lust and hatred seething.

"Maybe but not through the same methods you did. You also ended up retrieving my memory...and I found out you had targeted my daughters. My only two children in my whole life...whom I had stolen from me thanks to you!" The old man sneered derisively. "What difference does it make. Children only exist so parents and live vicariously instead of actually doing what they want." the old guy muttered dismissively.

Mirukon's eyes narrowed with disdain. "But I'm not going to kill you like the others did."

"You're nothing boy." The old man growled. "You'll never have the will to do what it takes to actually be successful in this world driven by the dollar sign." He added. "everything is an asset for wealth if you toss ethics and morality out the door." He got up dusting himself off to leave. "So we have an agreement you're not goin to kill me. fine."

"I'm not going to kill you, like I said. I'm going to count to 20 to give you a head start and run as far away as you can." As his look changed to more sinister and evil, as if he enjoyed the idea.

Thinking it was a bluff, the old man scofffed and started to walk away. "Better keep an eye on those girls then, they won't stay safe forever." he dropped one last veiled threat. "I'll personally make sure they're put to their best use."

Mirukon counted in his head to 20, then bolted towards him: fully living up to what he said he was going to do. It wouldn't end well, loud; girly shrieks of pain and agony rang out into the night as various body parts went flying, accompanied by fountains of blood and gore. Whomever said that the human body could take alot of punishment hadn't ever encountered the flesh tearing power Mirukon had. By the end of the next hour there was quite literally nothing left of the old man that'd once been there, save for a small puddle of what looked like red water with white flecks in it.

"Hey, I think you're going to need a new jacket after that." Ritsu shouted from the pilot's seat. "Lemon juice and soda water won't get that much blood out. And is that a piece of brain in your pocket?" Mirukon stood where he was at and just shrugged. It was ages of bloodlust built up and finally let out.

"Yeah come on, besides you have that little coffee date I heard you mutterin about earlier." Ritsu laughed. "There's just enough gas in the tank to get home. I think I may repaint this bird and keep it, the cops won't know." He laughed.

Mirukon got in and ignored the coffee date comment. "How did Daigo and Masako fare after? Where did they head to: back to their academies?"

"I imagine so, after droppin those guys off at the station." Ritsu replied.

Asuka was with Homura and Sanosuke at the end that they were at, looking around. Asuka, while still very much wounded...looked up at Sanosuke. "Is it over? I don't...sense a lot of evil around here anymore..." She wasn't able to do much in terms of observing

"Yeah I think it's pretty much over with. The rest are mostly stragglers that'll fade out on their own." He replied, "and this will hurt." he said and reset her broken arm so the healing factor he shared with her would heal it straight. It could do alot but bones still had to be reset properly.

Asuka yelled out in pain, tears forming at the end and pouted. "This sucks...I hope sensei made it allright and is coming back. " she whined. "Also you owe me more attention after what I saw you pull with Homura." being cute.

"Hey! Don't get on ME for that, I had nothing to do with it!" Homura piped up, pointing at her and blushing upon remembering it.

"It was the only thing I could think to do to heal some of the more serious injuries." Sano admitted. "aFter that light show? she's probably fine." he handwaved. He'd grab a sling from nearby and hung Asuka's arm in it. "Just relax and it'll heal faster." Asuka just wrapped one arm that she could do around his neck and stuck a tongue out at Homura like claiming her property.

At that time, Shiki was with Kana by her side noticing the sudden disappearance of everyone. "Hey are you ok? I know we all sorta...went all out there..." her own witch-themed outfit looking a little loose fitting from how intense and long she had to take on yoma.

"I'm fine. Just have a headache." Kana muttered, sitting down since her vision was swimming and her balance was off. "Right now I just want ice cream and a nap." she pouted.

"Well after we're sure that Daigo-sensei is ok I'll treat you to all the ice cream you want!" going to hug her close, smiling. She had been playing light to her affection to her friend-turned-actual-girlfriend, but a part of her was worried that this whole event was going to be the end...and was without words for how relieved she was to see this end. Shiki held on and put her head on top of Kana's.

Kana just blushed from that and gave Shiki a warm hug, since she was still warm from all her fire use. "I'd think Yumi would be more worried." she said. "I just glad it's all over. But why do you seem worried?"

"...because I was worried I'd lose the first person I fell in love with..."

Kana just went totally red in the face at that. Sure she'd gone all out to the point that she was gettin dragon-like features as she kept it up. "i'm notgoing anywhere Shiki, YOu promised to show me how to be a model." she smiled

Shiki nodded. "There's that...but also...I never wanna see you down like you used to be. I want to be the big reason you're happy."

At New Hebijo and its ruins, Miyabi stood amongst the others, just waiting quietly.

"What is it?" Ryobi spoke up. "Shh!" Miyabi shushed her...she had been looking off into the distance ever since she noticed all the yoma had been stopped and the whole event had come to a stop.

Murasaki came out with that look like she was displeased being outside for this long, but could tell to a degree what was going on. "She's worried about sensei.."

"Wait what? Well granted, but wh-" Ryobi began to ask.

Imu, with a disappointed look, had come to the conclusion but spoke up. "Isn't it obvious, guys? Come on..." with her arms folded.

"Imu.." Miyabi turned around, hearing her somewhat displeased tone.

"Please, I'm not mad just...*sigh* I hope you know what you're doing. Well...at least in this new age now I suppose there's no reason to judge you. That, and I don't want to be petty after all this..." the short haired shinobi said to her previous crush with a half smile before shrugging it off and then full smiling.

Just as she said that, they'd hear the sound of "thump-thump-thump" of a helicopter approaching, then the huge cloud of dust and sand that was thrown up from the landing vehicle. In a moment the blades would spin down as it landed. "Phew just made it." Ritsu is head saying. "Air Taxi Hebijio, we hope you enjoyed your flight." he joked to Mirukon as he got out of the pilots seat, still dressed like a SWAT officer. "OH hey girls. you didn't have to wait."

Mirukon was the last to get off but had his hands in his pockets, smirking a little, still looking as messy as when he got on thanks to his taking out that old man...and looked up as he saw Miyabi running at full speed to Ritsu before wrapping her arms around him. Mirukon himself stepped back a little, but then laughed a little then continued towards the other girls. "Thanks for the wait ladies...everything is settled...and just like when we first arrived, Hebijo is going to see some...changes in the next few months or years. The four of us have to talk about it but...for now it's fine to rest a bit." as he looked back at Miyabi embracing Ritsu.

Not expecting it, Ritsu just caught her in midair and helped support her weight as she did. "Right now I need a shower." he said.

Miyabi was just clinging to him with her head on his chest and looked up at him. "Are you ok?" with genuine concern.

Murasaki's nose flaired a little, sniffing then made a face before going. "I think I'm going to go inside and game for the rest of the evening as my reward.."

Imu couldn't help but feel a sting of some pain emotionally seeing that but since it meant happiness for Miyabi in a way she couldn't supply she wasn't too sad about it.

"I ache all over, I've climbed more stairs today than in the last two years, but I'm fine." he said. "I just need a good long soak in a hot spring or something." he shrugged. Piloting a helicopter was actually quite hard to do since you had to dance with with it, Using both your arms and your legs to control the several tons of flying machine. "But tomorrow I'll treat you girls to a celebratory lunch how about that?" he offered. The five of them all gave a fist pump in victory, as Mirukon smirked a bit himself. He turned around though, away from them all.

Just as they were getting all social, a figure in black ninja gear with a breathing mask on came out from under the chopper and faced Mirukon. He had glowing purple eyes and short now-messy black hair with slitted pupils. "I have an offer for you then if you want to rebuild and reshape Hebijo into something better without the stigma of the name remaining." he said quietly.

Mirukon looked at him and narrowed his eyes. "Are you the same one as before that informed us all of the plot?"

"I was. I wasn't going to let the school my ancestors founded be ruined because of one man's greed." The black-haired man said. "Shinobi were never meant to be involved in what he was doing. We are meant to serve, protect and do the things the people who hire us can't do." He said. "The yoma are byproduct of that, which the old man wanted to abuse."

"So...what happens now then? With that council out of the way then. " brushing himself a little.

"Simple, things get crazy for a while. But we'll manage it from the shadows like we always have. But Hebijo has to change or it and all of it's students will always be remembered as the "evil shinobi" in this whole equation. "And if you're making friends, people will want to drag them down too because of it. You need a new name, location and creed to a degree."

To a degree he didn't like that...but since this all started he himself felt he was changing. So Mirukon sighed, but nodded. "Okay then. I think I can deal with that.."

"Here. This is a location pre-scouted and vetted for security." he handed Mirukon an address in the city to one of the older, traditional but functional Inn/Tavens establishments. "It's been closed for years and needs cleaning but the hidden rooms and passages are functional." he said. "Seen but Unseen." he said. "The way it should be."

Mirukon may remember seeing the address, a huge 3 story traditional style hotel with hot springs, a bar and such. It needed a little work but it was definately a good location, not gaudy, flashy or "in the way"

"So we move there, or extend?" he asked, overlooking the papers.

"Move there, it has three subterranean floors and an escape route under the building." he instructed. "Most of the shinobi facilities are underground and linked by tunnel to nearby buildings that're part of the property just listed under a different name." He explained.

Mirukon thought it over, but nodded. "I think it may be solid, but I should talk it over to my second as well. Can I contact you tomorrow over it?"

"Of course, just use this." he handed him a small black-snake shaped item. "use it and I'll show up, or another of my clan." he said.

The next morning, Masako would let the kids have the day off to celebrate; go see family or whatever. She'd made arrangements the previous day to meet and iron out particulars with the others. At the momet she was waiting in an outdoor cafe, dressed in a casual pair of form-fitting capri pants with sandals and a sleeveless t-shirt that displayed some sideboob. "This chocolate macchiato is delicious!" she squealed in glee as she tasted it.

Mirukon himself was having iced coffee, sitting across with a less serious but still formal attire: a nice dark dress shirt and khakis. "Yeah it is. So was the fact we are all going to be able to live our lives the way -we- want to from this moment forth."

"I've always done that." She said. "Everything I've done has always been for the good of the students." Masako said. "I stopped thinking about 'me' years ago." she swirled the plastic stir in the coffee. "Now I have no clue what to do."

"Well...perhaps not only my school can start over but I can too. With my memories back I can restart my life as a father figure to the two ladies I've come to know as my daughters. I just wish I knew they were my kids before. Ritsu is going to help handle the move from Hebijo to the Kage Academy...me...I guess I'll consider this a 'paternal leave'. " rubbing the back of his head. Though he eyed her when she spoke the last bit as if she seemed whimsical. "You don't have anyone to go to?"

"I never have, I never had time for relationships. I did rack up alot of frequent flyer miles destroying yoma outbreaks though." The busty blonde joked. "But I think it's admirable of you to want to focus on your girls. I wish I had someone that could thik the same if I ever had kids." she said. "I'm jealous of you there."

He was quiet for a bit but furrowed his brow. "Well...look...with no council that means you technically live for yourself without having to worry to prove...er no. I mean..." he sighed and tried again. "I think if you wanted to you could do what you want and I admire that. You became a Kagura and that's in a class I can never reach..but you also have earned a HUGE break so..." He replied, then paused to think a moment. "I don't know..maybe it's a shot in the dark but after Ritsu and I talk later about our possible new home would..would you be open to something?" he asked.

"It depends, what do you want to suggest?" She perked a brow as she sipped her drink. "That we get together and play naked twister?" she joked, trying to lighten herself up with a laugh.

"Dinner and a movie? If something is playing that you'd be interested in, that is..." he said, trying to sound calm and he did. Though his face had none of the calm demeanor in it and was stark red since it had been very long since he bothered with a lady seriously..much less someone who, mere hours earlier, was an 'enemy'. "wai-...wha?" to what she said and sputtered his drink a little.

She thought about it for a second, then giggled at his reaction to her suggestion; waving a hand to cover her mouth as she laughed softly "That does sound fine, a bit cliche but you have to start somewhere right?" she asked. "And I was kidding about naked twister, that's third date material."

"Well cliche or not...I mean I don't...sure I've only dated a few times but hey it's been awhile!" drinking more of his iced coffee then putting it down, flustered. The damn woman managed to make him feel like a teenager who learned his voice was changing in puberty. "Plus you strike me as someone who deserves to have the full treatment of a delicious dinner, and I -know- several places I could treat someone like you to."

"That does sound nice." Masako agreed, She wasn't judgmental, she wanted to practice general acceptance of people and who they were. It took alot to offend or upset her normally. "I'd like that actually." she blushed. "It'd be a first for me." she admitted quietly poking her fingers together.

"Then it's a date. It'll be my pleasure to take you." giving a thumbs up to her.

"Take me? Wow you're really direct. I know alot of men want to; but to come out and say it is flattering." Masako blushed, but then laughed a little at his words. She obviously enjoyed trolling people that set themselves up for it.

"W-..ah...augh. You really enjoy doing that don't you!?" pointing at her as she made his face go red again, especially at the thought of him doing that.

Masako just sipped her drink and smirked at him.

Ten Years Later...

"Mama! When's daddy going to be here? You promised that he'd be here!" A little girl asked, dressed in a little elf outfit, ran up to Rin, whom was combing her hair out, having let it hang out.

"He'll be here sweetie. He's never let you down before." Rin smiled, turning to face her daughter and adjusted the red and white christmas outfit she was wearing. It'd been the first time in year she'd been invited to a holiday gathering of family members, since she didn't have one she remembered of her own.

In a moment, the little girl with the long purple hair and dark skintone squealed as Sanosuke came up behind her and swept her up into his arms and gave her a big kiss on the cheek. "Hey there little one, Did you miss me?" he asked with a smile.

"Daddy!" the little girl exclaimed happily as she hugged on him and nuzzled against him. She looked down behind him at the two little girls, looking about nine-years-old or so; one with short dark, almost black, brown hair and hazel eyes smiled up at her. The other had long black hair and teal colored eyes and a tanned skintone. "Anzu nee-san! Miya nee-san!" She smiled, squirming free as Sano set her down to hug her half-sisters as Asuka and Homura, dressed in the same style Rin was wearing. "Shana-onee-san!" the two littel girls smiled and hugged Rins' daughter.

"It's been a long time you three, how've you been?" Rin smiled, then noticed something on Asuka's finger as well as Sanosuke's. "Oh I see, finally got around to it huh? What about you Homura? I don't see a ring on your finger."

"I live with them as a room-mate." Homura blushed bashfully, but smiled; watching the little girls running off to play. "Be careful Miyako-chan." she instucted.

"I will mama!" the little girl giggled as they ran off to play.

"Oh ho ho! It's nice to see such young children playing." A familiar voice came from behind them. He was over-the-moon about becoming a great-grampa, even though he was for nine years at that point.

"Grampa!" Asuka turned and smiled, giving old man Hanzo a hug. "I didn't know you were coming!"

"I invited him Asuka." Sanosuke smiled at her, knowing it'd make her day.

Elsewhere, the others of the academies were celebrating their holidays as well. Some together, some apart, but all of them fondly remembering each other.

Daigo and Daidouji had settled in together and had a 5 year old daughter that was just as rambunctious as her mother. They'd had a whirlwind courtship that resulted in more than one building being destroyed from their fights; but in the end he'd won her affection and they'd been married for about 5 years. It was mainly because when he got her pregnant she insisted on a shotgun wedding. Everyone had been in attendance and a had a good laugh at Daidouji's situation.

Yumi had gone on to become the headmistress of Gessen academy with the support of both Yozakura and Murakumo. Midori had gone on to open a child daycare that became known as the safest place to leave your kid during the day.

Shiki had gone on to become a world reknown fashionista and blogger, with the help of Kana acting as the model for her designs; alongside a mature Mirai. (Whom had been run-over by puberty when it hit, she was just a late-bloomer)

Hikage and Yomi had remained as active duty shinobi supporting the new Kage Academy, known to the girls as the rebuilt Hebijo. Haruka had graduated and went on to become a leading biomedical specialist, developing innovative medicines for conditions that previously had no known treatment. She had perfected a method to infuse medicine with chi to enhance it's effects with lower doses to lessen the chances of addiction.

Katsuragi had reunited with her parents shortly after the council had been dispersed, much to her delight. She'd gone on afterward to be a teacher at Hanzo Academy alongside Rin (when she wasn't busy being "mom"). Ikaruga never reconciled with Murasame and in the end had driven him away from the family business, relegating him to a secondary role as a regional manager. Ikaruga herself, alongside her husband Tatsuki had become the CEO of Houou Zaibatsu. Though she was comfortable staying home for the most part to raise their twin girls.

Hibari and Yagyu continued to work as shinobi but Hibari had quit active duty and was instead assigned to information management and dispersal with Yagyu acting as her eyes and ears, as well as occasional wet-work specialist.

Miyabi had done on to be the full time Headmistress of Kage Academy, with Ritsu remaining as the primary instructor; since he felt like that was more his style. Imu and Murasaki had stayed behind with them to help out as they could and take missions that required more experienced shinobi. Imu serving as the replacement second-in-command when Miyabi was busy taking care of her three children. But usually that was left to their father Ritsu, whom was always happy to play with and spent time with their boys and girl.

Syra had signed on with Kage as well, burying the hatchet with Miyabi amicably and became an espionage and assassination specialist; though as of yet- had no children of her own.

Masako sat smiling with a tiny newborn baby held in her arms and quietly nursing as Mirukon ran by in the world's goofiest fashion as their daughter Ruby came through, chasing him. Her long bright red hair bouncing and swishing as she tried to hit her father with two sword-shaped pieces of wood shouting at him.

"I'mma getchu daddy!" Ruby laughed, swinging one of the wooden practice swords and narrowly missing him.

Nearby a blonde girl that resembled the same age as Ruby, but was a little taller and had shorter hair and turquoise eyes looked up as they ran past. She was sitting at a nearby table with a coloring book open. She'd laugh and encourage her sister "You cn get him Ruby!" Her name was Cassandra, or Cassie for short. They'd opted for more western names since Masako revealed that she as actually German/Norwegian by birth.

Nearby a little boy with short black hair sat quietly working on a word search puzzled, he'd look up at them running around like he was thinking "can you be quiet? I'm trying to concentrate" He had dark steely-blue eyes and a strong-for-his-age build; probably thanks to his father's genetics.

"Awww she's so cute." Haruhi said, peering over at the nursing baby Masako held. "Can I hold her? ..uh when you're done."

Masako just smiled, still having that "mom glow" that could possibly light up city lights for miles. "Just be careful with her head." Masako was dressed like a Mrs. Claus since it was christmas, well the day before but still the holiday.

"Hi there little Arisa. welcome to the world." Haruhi smiled at her baby half-sister. The recently fed baby opened her bright blue eyes and cooed at her, reaching up to poke at her big sister's face. She'd smile and soon snuggled up and clung to Haruhi's shirt as she fell asleep.

After becoming the recipient of two bonks to the head, Mirukon laughed and sat down on the floor, gathering his children to him; calling them over. He had the biggest, dumbest, proudest smile on his face ever. He was up to his shoulders in kids and wouldn't think of anything or anywhere better he could be doing or be located. Mirukon would smile over at Masako as the kids hugged on him and winked. In return, Masako just blushed then smiled back and sat watching them all.

(Author's Note: This marks the end of this fic. Thank you to everyone that stuck with it from start to finish. I really enjoyed writing this and all despite a few "reviews" that criticized how I did things. What people that get on the reviews section and just leave hateful commentary without bothering to be constructive about what they think is wrong; need to realize that everyone writes differently. Ultimately it's what we want to put in as authors that makes it in, we do this for us and aren't forcing anyone to read or like it. We just hope that people do. I didn't write this to canon though I did utilize alot of what was already there. It's why I marked it as "AU" so all of you going "that's not how that character would act" should remember that.)