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****** Comforting Shadows ******
by Doodledore
Summary
     Matilda Montgomery has been through hell in her short life. In order
     to heal, she travels to Japan to stay with her friend and pen-pal
     Umehito Nekozawa. Follow her as she adjusts to being a part of the
     supernatural world and a part of the host club?
Notes
     I do not own OHSHC or any of its characters or plots.
     This fic will included swearing, violence, magic, past rape/non-con,
     assault, past torture, underage relationships (with people the same
     age, +/- a year). More may be added later, but will be tagged.
     This story will be a combination of the anime and manga. Unless
     otherwise stated, assume the characters are speaking Japanese, as
     this takes place in Japan. Despite this, everything is written in
     English and honorifics won't be used in Matilda's POV except for
     dialog.
     However, I don't know enough about Japan and Japanese culture, so
     this will be somewhat Americanized.
     Main character is technically a self-insert OC, but a version of me
     that lines up with my nightmares and the existence of magical beings.
     I decided that this fic takes place in a parallel universe where
     things don't match up 100%. 'Pineapple' tech is everywhere, its 2004,
     supernatural creatures exist and have their own secret society within
     ours.
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Coming to Japan *****
Chapter Summary
     Matilda takes the long trip from America to Japan. Umehito gives her
     some disturbing news.
Chapter Notes
     https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/f1/
     Census_Regions_and_Division_of_the_United_States.svg
     Here is what I used to determine where the plane is. A flight
     calculator had the plane going from Boston to a little above San
     Francisco, which takes about 6 hours.
     The whole flight took 14 hours, with a 14 hour time difference (13
     hours during daylight savings). Leaving Friday afternoon from Boston,
     a nonstop flight will land around 6 pm Saturday night in Tokyo.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Friday, December 3, 2004 2:30 PM EST
Matilda's POV
Planes are weird. I've been in some before for a family vacation, but this one
was on a whole new level. The other planes had been small commercial planes
only traveling down the East Coast. This one was a private jet owned by the
Nekozawa family. Umehito had it sent over with a maid and a bodyguard to help
me pack what I wanted shipped over. Having servants wait on me makes me
uncomfortable, but I better get used to it. Ume said I'd be staying with him
and his family while they got my place ready. I'm glad I'm staying with him for
a while, even if it's only a few days. He promised to help me adjust to the
social and cultural expectations, even though I've been learning about them
over the last few years. Japan is very different from the U.S. after all.
Part of me is sad that I'm moving to the other side of the globe, especially
since I'm leaving my family behind. I'll miss them a lot, but this is a chance
for everyone to heal after this summer. Mom understood that leaving was best
for my health and happiness, even though she wished that wasn't the case. I
wasn't going to get better with constant reminders everywhere, and she's always
said that she'll support me if it’s what I want. Even if that means leaving
her. She's been so supportive, going so far as to let me get emancipated so I
can legally function by myself since I'm still underage. At least I stayed
until my birthday had past.
Another part of me is relieved that I'll be away from her, as callous as that
seems. I hate having to hide so much from her, we've always been close, but I
can't tell her just how much things have changed since July. How do you tell
your mom that you're no longer human? That you can tell how much your family
hurts when they look at you. I know they don't mean it, but it's depressing
when your parents and brother get sad whenever they look at you. Thankfully
Umehito doesn't have the same reaction.
"Miss?"
Startled out of my thoughts, I look at Mika, the maid Umehito had sent over.
"Miss, we've taken off, you're free to move around now. Would you like any
refreshments?" She asked in Japanese.
Thinking it over, I replied in the same language, "Um, some tea and a bread
roll, please. Thank you." Not what I usually eat in the middle of the
afternoon, but I'm supposed to be eating what I would be in the new time zone.
On school days, I wake up around 5 and have tea with some bread or toast before
I stretch, meditate, and get ready for the day.
She bowed and went to get what I asked for. Luckily the flight was nonstop, but
it’s going to take nearly 14 hours. Unfortunately, I could only take a small
nap, because we're going to arrive at night, so I can adjust to the new time
zone a bit easier. I've been slowly waking up later over the past week to help
the adjustment, but I'll have been awake for nearly 22 hours.
Mika walked over and gave me my wake-up snacks. "If you'd like to change your
watch now, it is currently 4:42 am at our destination."
"Thank you, Mika. In case I forget, would you bring me some toast and more tea
in 2 hours? I'm going to stretch and meditate before settling down to read. And
I usually have a fuller breakfast around 7 after getting ready on school days."
"I'll be sure to bring it to you then, is there anything you want, you would
you prefer a surprise?"
Tilting my head in thought, "I'd like some fruit, but you can decide what else
to add."
"I will see to it. Please enjoy yourself." With a quick bow, she walked off to
the stewardess's area.
Saying a quick prayer over my tea, I start sipping it slowly. I usually use
this time to plan for my day (so I don't worry about it while mediating) but
I'm really just going to be relaxing for the whole flight. For the next 6 hours
we'll be flying over the U.S., but after that it's all water until we reach
Japan. All I really need to do in that time is stay awake and stretch
frequently. At most I'll be able to take a quick nap around 3, but it can only
be half an hour long.
Picking at the bead roll, I slowly eat it and finish my tea while looking out
the window. A glance at my watch tells me its 5:30 AM, time to start my
stretches. I pull myself away from the view of the southern part of the
Midwest, probably Ohio or Indiana.
Standing, I go through my stretches, before laying on the couch and stretching
my back muscles. Finished with those, I sat up and got comfortable to meditate.
The world slowly fell away from me as I relaxed, focusing on my inner self: my
memory warehouse. I had learned of this concept from one of my favorite Stephen
King movies and thought it would help me meditate. I chose to organize my
thoughts and memories into a library. There was in intake at the entrance,
which contained unorganized thoughts. I picked up the "night's" batch and began
to shelve them properly. Once that was done, I went into one of the back rooms,
the one I used to balance myself magically. This room was my favorite. It
contained the 7 elements: light, shadow, fire, water, air, earth, and energy/
spirit. Here, spirit is myself. I walked over to the image of a 7-pointed star
that was on the grass in the middle of the room and sat in its center. Letting
the elements flow through and around me, I focused on balancing the amounts in
my body and letting any excess flow out of me. Once balanced, I walked out of
that room and slowly became aware of my surroundings again.
Looking around, I noticed a bottle of water on the table, that must have been
put there by Mika. Grabbing it and taking a few sips, I looked for the time.
See as it was only 6:15, I pulled out my Japanese copy of Order of the
Phoenixand got comfortable.
What seemed like a minute later, Mika brought me my breakfast, which consisted
of an orange, eggs over rice, and a bowl of vegetable soup. Not something I
would normally eat for breakfast, but it's what I probably will be eating for
the next few months. Surprisingly, the three foods went well together, even
though the soup functioned as a drink. But if that's the case, I'll have to
insure I drink some chocolate milk after my workouts. Need that calcium
somehow, and yogurt is weird.
Once I finished my second breakfast, I went back to reading. The remainder of
the flight was spent reading, except for my stretching breaks and lunch around
12:30.
"Miss?" Mika interrupts, standing a few feet away. "You need to buckle in,
we'll be landing shortly."
Nodding, "Okay, thank you for telling me." With that I sat up and buckled into
my seat while Mika walked to her seat to do the same. Looking out the window, I
was surprised to see we were over land again. I'm glad I decided to read, time
past by so fast I forgot to take my nap.
As we landed and deplaned, I was relieved that most of my belongings would be
retrieved by other servants and moved to my house, so I didn't need to worry
about them today. I only had to go through immigration with my carryon bag.
Because of Umehito's preparation, all my paper work was in order and it only
took 15 minutes to reach the Arrival Lobby where Ume and his personal valet (A/
N: this is the male equivalent of a lady's maid. In this story personal
servants also serve as a bodyguard in public) were waiting.
'Oh shit, what do I do?' Over the years, the two of us have grown close, but
we're from two different cultures. Not to mention, other than him visiting me
in the hospital, this is the first time we've met physically. Part of me just
realized that this is what Mom felt like: panic of her daughter living on the
other side of the plant with a stranger.
'But then again, all my instincts tell me I can trust him. And they've never
been wrong before.' No listening to my instincts got me into this mess, so
listening to them is my best bet.
Subtlety looking him over, I realize that he's just as nervous as I am. Not to
mention uncomfortable in black jeans and hoodie to shield himself from the
harsh lights. Thankfully, the sun should have set before he traveled here.
Taking a deep breath, I walk closer to him, letting him see me for the first
time in months. After giving a short bow and greeting, I smile, glad to finally
be here. 
"Maeve! I'm so glad you made it safely." Surprisingly, he opens his arms and
steps forward for a hug.
Stepping into it, I couldn't help but relax. "Me too. I'm happy that I'm
finally here." We both stepped away: public displays of affection are frowned
upon here, luckily most people don't recognize him here.
"Why don't we get something to eat now, do you have a preference?"
"Not particularly, just somethings fast, the flight was long and I'm sure
neither of us want to stay here more than we have to."
He nodded, “Why don’t we get some ramen then. It’s quick and will warm you up
before we head to the car.”
“That’s sounds great.”
With that, we locate one of the ramen shops in the airport. Umehito ordered for
both of us, and we slurped them down.
Once finished, we walked to the limo for the long drive to the Nekozawa Estate.
It was a fairly comfortable vehicle, as expected of the ridiculously rich.
“Hopefully you can get a good night’s rest; we have a busy day tomorrow. In the
morning we’ll go see your house, so you can decide how you want it furnished.
Then we have a clan meeting that night.”
Confused, I looked towards Ume, “We? Why am I going to a meeting with your
clan?”
Nervously, he answered, “Technically, you’re a part of it now.”
At my startled look, he continued, “When I visited you in the hospital, I made
an oath to serve you: I promised to do everything I could to help you and keep
you safe and happy. These oaths are very serious here, it’s why my parents
agreed so easily to help you like we have. Now that we’re going to be near one
another on a regular basis, I can do it probably. But how exactly I phrase
things, depends on if the Clan approves of you.”
‘Well, that explains why this was so easy.’
Wanting more information, I asked, “What do you mean?”
He took a deep breath, probably because I won’t like this explanation. “My oath
from before requires me to do whatever I can for you. But there is a ritual
that is done to seal the oath and make us both aware of the terms. I want to
make it clearer and more exact, but doing so will give you my position in my
Clan. Because of our friendship and your tutelage, I am the most magically
strong member of our family: I’m next in line to lead the Clan.
“However, my oath puts you at a higher station than me, because I believe that
you are. That will make you the head of our Family and Clan, despite us not
marrying.”
I’m not sure I’m processing this right, because it’s sounds like Umehito just
made himself my servant. Not something I want.
“What?”, I asked in shock.
Unsure exactly what I was asking, he started to clarify everything, which is
what I wanted anyway.
“The Nekozawa Clan decides its next leader based on 3 things: Magical Power,
Political and Monetary standing, and skill with a weapon. Our branch, the Main
Branch, of the Clan has the highest political standing and I’ve already added
to our wealth. Mother has trained me in Swordsmanship from a young age. But
more importantly, I’m the strongest magically than anyone in the past 5
generations.
“Despite all of that, you are stronger than I am magically. And after the
attack, many would argue that you are stronger physically and mentally. That
alone overpowers my claim. But once you add just how much you’ve improved your
own wealth over a few short months…
“Me swearing myself to you adds you to the family and also raises your
political and social status in our community. But the Clan, and my Uncle in
particular, believes you aren’t worth that. That it is a shame on us that I put
myself beneath a woman, let alone an American woman. They may have accepted you
as my wife, but we both know that won’t happen.”
Sighing, I think it all over. I may have agreed to an arranged political
marriage between us, but that was before he told me that he sees me as above
him. I can’t comfortably be in a romantic relationship with someone that sees
themselves as below me.
I sighed, “I don’t want that. I didn’t come here to make you a servant or
become the Head of your Clan. I’m already the Head of my family as far as our
community is concerned.”
He gave me a small smile, “I know you don’t. That’s part of the reason why my
parents don’t have a problem with you or my oath. They've heard enough about
you, that they know you won't take advantage of me. Once the meeting is over,
we can discuss the particulars before the ritual. Afterwards, I’ll meet with
the Clan or just the Current Head to tell them the few details they need to
know. After that, it really isn’t their business.”
That, unfortunately, convinced me to accept this. It's what Umehito wants, so I
can deal with it. But thinking about his Clan…
“Alright. I’m guessing I’m going to have to prove myself some way big?”
He nodded, sensing my reluctance, “Yes. They’ll probably ask for a
demonstration or challenge you to a duel. Best case scenario: you and my uncle
duel and you don’t hold back. It will silence them all and show them you don’t
care for their games.
“After that, they’ll give their opinions and likely set up a debutante ball for
you.”
I rolled my eyes. Of course these people would go from hating me one minute, to
celebrating me the next, if only for their own benefit.
Surprisingly, that discussion took the whole trip. We stopped without me even
noticing.
Mika opened the door for me and I stepped out, only to stare at the mansion
before me. It was a Gothic four story building, something unexpected for a
Japanese home. Although, Umehito is part Russian. He stepped out after me and
led me up the front steps, where another maid held open the door.
This inside was beautiful, if a bit dark, but I loved it. I was supposed to
meet with Ume's parents, but the maid said they were out.
Ume shrugged, before leading me upstairs. Apparently, they gave me the room
right next to his. I was exhausted by this point, so I barely paid attention to
it. I went straight to the bathroom for a quick shower, before putting on a
nightgown and going to bed.
I could deal with everything else tomorrow.
Chapter End Notes
     The chapter title was based off the movie Coming to America with
     Eddie Murphy.
***** New Beginning *****
Chapter Summary
     Matilda faces a her first day in Japan. She meets Umehito's parents,
     tours her new house, and faces the Nekozawa Clan!
Chapter Notes
     Sorry about the long wait. Bought a house and needed to move. Plus,
     we lost power in half the house, so couldn't get this out as fast as
     I wanted. Enjoy!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Sunday,_December_5,_2004

Waking up, I was a little disoriented. I wasn't entirely sure where I was or
what woke me. A knock on the door startled me back to the present.
Sitting up and rubbing the sleepies out of my eyes, I heard, "Miss? It is time
to wake for the day, you have much to do."
Realizing it was the maid Ume assigned to me, I rolled out of bed and went to
open the door.
Unexpectedly, Mika walked right in. I guess it’s the norm for servants to help
rich people get ready for the day? Maybe I can negotiate that once I'm moved in
my place.
She went over to my suit case and started looking for an outfit that was
suitable for the day.
"You can wear your clothes this morning for visiting your house and running
errands, but there will be an outfit waiting for you to change into once you
return for the Clan meeting."
I would rather not wear multiple outfits in a day, but I could understand the
logic. I might get dirty at the house, so might as well be somewhat
comfortable. But I probably should look presentable for these fools if I wanted
them to even consider accepting me. I really don't need their approval for
myself, but I know Umehito would benefit if they did. He's more important than
my pride.
Mika chose black fleece leggings and a green long-sleeved, knee-length dress
for me to wear. Once I used the facilities and changed, she helped pin my hair
out of my face and put on minimal makeup. Once done, she led the way to the
dining room for breakfast.
On the way there, I began thinking, I don't know if I'll ever get used to this,
let alone grow to like it. Sure, having someone help me make sure things match
and do things quicker makes it easier to face a busy day. But at the same time,
I want to do things myself and I don't really enjoy ordering others around. But
as long as she doesn’t try to dress me herself, we should be okay.
It didn't take too long before she was leading me to the dining room for
breakfast.
Thankfully Umehito met us in the hall, dragging me out of my head and making
sure I wouldn't have to meet his parents alone.
His parents were already seated when we arrived, while his sister was absent,
probably still asleep.
Umehito greeted his parents before turning to introduce me. "Maeve, you've met
my Father, Kazuo. This is my Mother, Kira. Mother, I'd like you to meet
Matilda."
Times like this, I'm really glad I managed to turn my empathy visual; I could
see the hostility and doubt rolling off his mother, feeling it would only cause
me to escalate the situation.
I bowed respectfully, before taking my seat.
Once we were all severed and began our meal, Ume's father started a
conversation that was a little too tense for breakfast.
"Welcome Matilda, you seem to be doing a lot better since I last saw you."
I nodded once, "Yes, all my injuries healed well."
"I'm glad. Although I was mainly referring to you change in status," he said
with hidden amusement, seemingly aware of his wife's displeasure. "You've
managed to gain millions, raising you out of poverty. Not to mention gaining
the loyalty of my son."
Umehito frowned at his father, "She had my loyalty long ago."
He waved off his son's words, "Yes, yes. But only now has she learned the
lengths of that loyalty. She's soon to be officially part of our family,
although I would have preferred her to be your wife."
While his words were a bit embarrassing, I appreciated his support. And while I
wouldn't tell him as much, I agreed. I may not feel the type of love I felt was
necessary for marriage, I do love Ume, and I wouldn't have been opposed to a
political/arranged marriage with him. But that was when we were still equals.
Sensing a dispute, I just sat quietly, eating my breakfast with amusement.
Umehito's mother looked at her husband with a raised brow, "You seem awfully
sure of her position."
Ume sighed. It seems like he's had this discussion many times. "She's magically
strong and increased her financial and social standing in just a few months,
that alone deserves their respect. Her legal maneuverings should add to it."
"She's weak and lacks loyalty," she replied. "She left one family and ruined
the other, especially her father."
Later on, I would realize that she was likely trying to provoke me, testing my
character. But right then, I only felt angry and insulted.
"That man was never my father," I said, my voice cold. Trying to keep my magic
under control, "No parent could possibly do such things to their child. His
wife and daughter never care for me, despite pretending otherwise. I was a fool
for ignoring my instincts regarding them I'll admit, but that only shows how
unlike a family they were towards me. Their ruin was a product of their own
actions or inactions."
Taking a calming breath, I continued, "As for my real family, they understand
that our time apart is best for us all. Children go on foreign exchange trips
all the time, mine is just a bit longer than most."
She sneered, "I see you don't deny being weak."
I mentally rolled my eyes, "If you think me weak despite knowing what I've been
through, nothing I say will change your mind. I survived when many say I
shouldn't have and did what was needed to protect my family."
Looking down to finish my meal, I missed the looks Ume's parents sent each
other. I hoped no one detected the lie within that. I knew one thing that might
change her mind, but I wasn't about to implicate myself just to prove Kira
wrong. All my actions since the attack have been to help my mother, emotionally
and financially, before helping myself. Honestly, other than the pleasure of
ruining that vile man, the only thing I did for myself was move here. And even
that will help my mom heal as well.
Thankfully, things stayed quite after that. Umehito finished his meal soon
after I did, so we said polite goodbyes before leaving to go to the house
Umehito got me.
~~~~~ 
Sitting in the car, I wondered if I'd get used to limos or whatever this
technically was. It was a little unnerving not being able to see the driver or
out the front windshield. But I suppose that’s just my paranoia. Although it
was a little cool that you can look out the back windshield, depending on where
you sat, and there were a lot of buttons.
Now that I was somewhat calm, I thought over what just happened.
With a groan, I asked, "Your mother just totally played me, didn't she?"
He shrugged, "Probably, she's been reluctant to accept that I made an oath,
especially since she hadn't met you. She wanted to see what kind of person you
were for herself."
I could understand that, Moms are usually protective of their children. Mine
was reluctant to let me come here, it makes sense that his would be upset: he
did bind himself to someone he only met once.
I just hope she doesn’t hate me too much. If tonight goes well, I'll be
spending a lot of time around Ume, at least for the next year.
Just then my cellphone beeps. Taking it out, I see my mom replied to my
message.
Glad you made it safely, hope you slept well. Call or text me when you're up?
Looking at Ume, I convey what it said. "I'm going to call her real quick, is
that all right?"
He nods, "Yeah we still have about 20 minutes until we get there."
Cool, that gives me enough time to talk to her and an excuse not to do it too
long. Hitting her speed dial, it rings a few times before she picks up.
"Matilda! How are you sweetie?"
"I'm alright Mom. The flight was long, but I spent most of it reading."
"You sleep well? I know you passed out right after texting me."
"Yeah, I slept alright, would have been better if I hadn't had to get up so
early, but we have a lot to do today."
"Oh? Anything fun?"
I shrugged, despite her being unable to see it. "Sorta? We're on the way to see
the house Ume arranged for me to stay at when I'm not visiting him. Then we
have to look for some furniture and what not."
"That doesn't sound to awful. But I'll leave you to it. Let me know how it is
when you're done, okay?"
"I will, but it might not be until tomorrow, depending on how exhausted I am
when it's over. Give a hug to everyone for me?"
"Of course, I love you hon."
"Love you too, Mom. Later."
"Later."
Thankfully, it was a quick conversation. Just in time too.
The driver pulled into a long driveway that ended in a circle. When he opened
the door and I stepped out and saw the house for the first time, I couldn't
believe my eyes.
"Ume… this is not a house."
He frowned as he stepped out next to me. "Yes, it is."
"No. This is a mansion… or a small castle." But I suppose, if you live in huge
places your whole life, you would consider a four-story mansion a small house.
"Do you like it?"
Sighing, "Yeah, I do." And I did. Despite its size and its extravagance, it was
perfect. It was a perfect mix of Western Gothic and Traditional Japanese,
inside and out.
It was huge, arguably too huge, as I could never use all the rooms. Ume gave me
a short tour, mostly telling me what was on each floor.
The main level was mainly for public viewing; the center, north and south wings
contained a large entrance hall, a ballroom, formal dining room and other such
things. The east wing held the live-in servants' quarters as well as the
laundry room and other such things. While the west wing contained the family
dining room, the kitchens, and the secret entrances to the hidden underground
tunnels.
The tunnels were interesting, apparently, they had hidden nooks all throughout,
but the highlights were the combat areas (warded to prevent accidents and cave-
ins), a shooting range, a small water pool that was from a heated spring.
The second floor (or first, depending where you are from) was similar to the
first in that the closer to the center you were, the more public the area.
There were offices, studies, game rooms, meditation rooms, an exercise room,
the list went on.
The third floor was simpler, it was divided into four wings of bedrooms and
suites. One wing was for guest, usually those that stayed to late at a party
and couldn't get home safely. Two wings, the north and south, were for frequent
guests of the family: the north for the children's guests, and the south for
the adults. The east wing was for family, and was mostly comprised of suites,
including the two Master suites. But we would get back to that after seeing the
final floor.
The fourth floor was probably my favorite. I know my Mom would kill to come
here if she knew that half of the floor was a library. It had a good supply of
books but was just waiting to be filled with mine. There were also a few more
mediation rooms, to be used by the family, unlike the other ones. I also
spotted a few rooms that would be perfect for crafts, both magical and other.
Ume had to drag me away, he still had to show me my suite after all.
My suite, the Master usually reserved for the Mother, was bare, but it had
potential. The main door, Western in style, opened to a common or sitting room.
I would have to pick out some chairs, maybe a loveseat, and I hoped I could get
and electric fire place, it would look great. The back wall was all traditional
Japanese sliding doors. It opened to a large, but empty, space with a door on
either side. This was clearly supposed to be the bedroom, and whatever bed I
got would fit perfectly between the two large windows. The left side door led
to a huge walk-in closet, full of shelves and draws I would need to fill. The
right-side door led to a bathroom… sorta. Inside was similar to the bedroom: a
door on the left and right, but there was a third next to a built-in vanity.
The right door led to the toilet, which was usually separate like this in
Japan. The left led to the separate shower and bath, but also had a small
sauna. Apparently the third door led to the other Master suite, that was a
mirror image of mine.
Once I was finished looking around and planning what I would need to get, I
turned to Ume.
"Which room is yours?"
A little embarrassed, he shrugged. "I figured I'd get a room in the South
Wing."
I snorted, "Don't be silly. You belong in the family wing."
Shocked, "I'm your servant, technically I'd be downstairs."
I leveled him a slightly disappointed look. "You were my friend first, so I
would understand the South Wing. But I've considered you family for a while.
You belong here. Besides, I'd feel better knowing someone I trusted was on the
other side of that adjoining door."
"That's for your spouse."
I could tell he was shocked and a little upset, but I wasn't going to budge on
this. "Then when I get one you can choose a different room. But for now, I'd
feel better knowing you were close, and no one could accidently walk in on me.
Or worse, do it on purpose cause the broke in."
Luckily for him, he accepted that, and we spent some time figuring out some of
the other rooms before starting to look for furniture.
~~~~
Upon returning to the Nekozawa Estate, I was rushed upstairs by Mika.
Apparently, some people where on their way, even though the meeting didn’t
start for another 2 hours. I needed to be presentable by then, in both forms.
In my human form, I was to wear a kimono that was a deep purple with navy blue
accents. My hair was tied into a bun, that was more of a puff, and I was given
light makeup that flattered my face but didn't stand out much.
My fairy form was more Western and personalized. The dress was ankle length,
had long sleeves, and the top half of the back was open in a diamond, leaving
space for my wings. The dress was navy blue silk from the knees up, covering my
chest, with black lace over it covering my arms and legs. It showed off my
wing, which were black with iridescent purple, blue, and green accents. My
makeup was more dramatic in this form, accentuating my cheek bones, silver-
black smoky eyes, and a dark red lipstick. My hair was free, waving down just
brushing my shoulders and a headband of small silver roses kept it out of my
face.
I was to go down in my human form, and only transform if challenged. But even
then, I wasn't sure if I would. I don't need to be in that form to use the
abilities that came with it. Plus, my magic from being a witch was stronger, as
I was more experienced with it.
But we'll see how things play out.
Unbelievably, getting ready actually took 2 hours, and it was time to face
Umehito's Clan.
 
Chapter End Notes
     Okay, so I lied. She only got ready to meet the Clan. The meeting is
     in the next chapter, I promise.
***** Diplomacy? *****
Chapter Summary
     Matilda meets the Nekozawa Clan and makes an oath.
Admittedly, I was nervous. I was never one for crowds and I usually hated being
the center of attention. Plus, I found this whole situation ridiculous. I don't
want to be the 'master' of my best friend or be part of his Clan; he's like
family and I already rule my own, technically.
Still, I care about Umehito, and it was only for his sake that I withstood this
criticism and acted the 'perfect' young lady.
I sat next to Umehito as his parents stood behind us. His sister was too young
to attend this type of meeting, so she was upstairs getting a bedtime story
from her maid.
The meeting had started quietly enough. Ume had introduced me to the Clan, then
went ahead to say was I was worthy of joining. He started off with how quickly
I managed to change my social and fiscal status. Before adding how strong I am:
by my survival after the attack and my magic abilities. He thought it was
impressive that I was able to increase his knowledge as a witch, let alone
another creature. Especially since he's been taught his whole life and has
access to generations of knowledge. I found it strange how he didn't say just
what I was. I'm sure some had heard all this before, so it wasn't like he was
leaving out repeated information. The only reasonable explanation was that he
wanted to give me some advantage if it came to a duel. After all, I know the
challenger may be more likely to use water-based magic with the Clan being
mainly Water Fairies. As long as I didn't transform too early, they wouldn't
know that I'm mostly a Shadow Fairy, and can use this room against them. Even
better, you can't tell I'm part Earth Fairy just by looking at me.
After my introduction, the Clan began discussing if I was worthy enough.
Predictably, it devolved into a heated debate. Most of the members didn't feel
strongly one way or another but felt that there was no reason not to let me in.
A few thought I'd be a huge asset, but others, particularly Ume's Uncle Manzo,
felt like I was a disgrace.
I wasn't going to argue. It seems I was accepted into Ume's immediate family,
and I was happy with that. Unless I was challenged or asked to demonstrate my
abilities, I was staying out of it.
Listening in, I couldn't help but here Manzo exclaim, "It's a disgrace that he
lowers himself to an American woman. One of those is bad enough!"
Really? I can understand the feelings towards Americans, but dude, you just
insulted half the Clan.
At least his father, Kane, seemed to think he was being rude if his frown was
anything to go by. But before he could reprimand him, Manzo continued.
"Let's test her. Surely she isn't as strong as she believes."
Receiving nods from most members, he turns to me with a sneer on his face. "I
challenge you to a duel. Magic only."
I stood, at least things were moving along. "Your terms?"
"If you lose, you will have no further contact or association with our Clan.
And for bringing you here, Umehito will be banished from the Clan as well."
Well shit. I could handle any action against me, but why attack your nephew? Do
you hate women that much?
The Clan agreed to his terms, some reluctantly, causing Kira to stiffen behind
me. I'm sure if I failed she would ruin my life.
At least I have a reason to put real effort into this now. If it's needed.
Seeing as I didn't want anything from these people, I merely nodded and stepped
forward, ready to duel.
My confidence startled Manzo, but he quickly hid it and motioned to the room to
clear a space for us.
Everyone stepped back, leaving a large circle clear for us to duel in. Once we
both stepped inside, a transparent barrier appeared to protect the spectators
and prevent interference.
Before I had the chance to do anything, Manzo transformed, throwing a large
icicle at me in the process.
I stepped to the right, batting the ice away with my left hand. Really? Was
that the best he could do?
Hearing it shatter and not even bothering to transform, I slowly started to
take control of the shadows behind him, while distracting him by throwing a few
low powered fireballs.
He throws a ball of water at one, extinguishing it. The second he stops with a
small water shield, while he dodges the third.
He's frustrated, probably at having to dodge, and throws four more icicles at
me. I wonder if that's supposed to be a threat?
Deciding to play with him a little, I take control of the air around the
icicles, using it to force the off track and into the barrier.
Seeing Manzo startled, I figured now was the best time to knock him down.
Figuratively and literally.
I gather air into a strong gust, adding emotional energy to it, to disorient
and cause arrogance.
Manzo, likely blind to the energy, uses his blue-green wings as a shield,
directing the air around and over him, unknowingly allowing the energy to
attach to him.
While he was blinded by his wings, I sent a ball of water at him, hoping my
plan worked.
Thankfully it did. Slightly disoriented and believing water wouldn't negatively
affect him, he lets it hit him while he prepares his next attack.
He doesn't get the chance, as soon as the water hits him, he is knocked off
balance and falls on his butt. The shadows follow my thoughts, springing up and
around him like chains, keeping him pinned to the floor.
When he fails to release himself, the barrier falls.
I turn around to return to my seat, watching Ume try and reign in his
amusement. His mother is relieved; hopefully know she'll realize I'll protect
her son, regardless of his oath.
Before I can sit down, Kane steps forward.
"Miss Montgomery, you've won. Please release my son."
I wave my hand and dismiss the shadows, but it takes a moment for Manzo to
stand. Good.
Kane frowns at him before turning back to me. "Welcome to the Clan. You have
our approval to solidify your bond with my grandson. I do request that you
inform us of the specifics once you've finished."
Yeah no. You allowed your son to be that rude and disrespectful, without any
sign of an apology? Umehito and I both agreed we wouldn't tell them everything.
Not that I can say any of that. "Umehito will relay the relevant information
later." Sure, we'll probably be done tonight, but rituals are tiring and I'm
not going to keep him awake to please these guys.
The elder nodded, reluctantly accepting of my words. "Now, what are your terms
from winning the duel? My son neglected to ask before you began."
Sighing internally, "Nothing."
"Nothing?" He asked, confused and surprised.
I smile politely, hopefully hiding my frustration with these people. "Yes.
Nothing I would ask of you can be taken, only earned." There's nothing I really
want from these people. Respect and accepting would be nice, but they are
unneeded and can only be earned.
"Very well," he said, impressed by my words. "Do to our Clan's rules, you now
possess Umehito's standing. Should he accept control of the Clan once he is of
age, you will take it in his stead."
I bowed, showing my acceptance.
A few pleasantries later, the meeting ended, and Ume and I could get down to
this oath business.
~~~~
 
Ume and I walked to his quarters after deciding to use his private sitting room
for this discussion.  Once there, he lit the logs in the fireplace while I wove
a spell around us that prevented others from over hearing. Ume's rooms already
had a decent amount of warding, in addition to the ones around the estate, but
it’s better to be safe than sorry.
With the fire lit and no other lights on, Ume removed him cloak and wig before
settling on one of the arm chairs by the fire.
Happy to bask in the shadows, I transformed before settling into the other
armchair, carefully maneuvering my wings so I didn't crush them.
Might as well be comfortable during a difficult conversation.
"Hey, Ume?" I say to make sure I have his attention. Once he looks at me I
continue, "I know we talked about it a little before, but I want to know why
you're doing this. I know you feel strongly about it, which is why I went along
with tonight. But for my piece of mind, before we negotiate, I would like a
clearer answer."
I knew that it was a lot to ask for, but considering he basically wants to give
his life to me, I should have an answer. Plus, a good enough reason will likely
prevent me from insulting him with my reluctance. It’s hard to disagree with
decent reasons.
He sighed, before giving me a wistful smile. "You probably didn't know, but
when we first started talking, I idolized you."
Shocked, I shook my head. Hopefully this was going somewhere and idolization
wasn't his reasoning.
"I saw what you posted about magic and I couldn't believe it. You understood
magic like few do and had such a creative approach to it. And yet, you clearly
had no knowledge of this world. I couldn't help but talk to you. While it was
unintentional at the time, you taught me a lot.
"The more we talked, the more I learned: about magic and you. Language aside,
it was clear you were American, no one from here would be so aware of how weird
they were and not try and hide it. You knew you were strange, that you liked
different things and thought differently, but you embraced it! You were the
reason I'm a little more myself in public than I used to be. And part of the
reason I even tried to create the Black Magic Club when I got to high school."
That was…flattering I guess. I know I taught him a lot, even when I wasn't
officially teaching him. And he was right, I was mostly proud of my weirdness.
Sure there were times when I doubted and wanted to conform if only to have more
friends, but by the time I reached high school I gave up trying to be liked by
everyone and act like I was no different than them. But if that’s his only
reason…
"After a while, I realized you were human in the sense that you had your
strengths and weaknesses, virtues and vices. You may not be like others, but
you still wanted to help whenever possible. You're kind and caring… who else
would learn another language just because they thought it unfair that only one
of a pair were communicating in their native language. Even now, you're trying
to learn Russian when you're about to attend a Japanese school."
He stopped, looking down for a moment before taking a deep breathe, "I think,
in another time, one where we both made different choices… We would have gotten
married, arranged or not."
Oh shit. He isn't.
"It's been years since we started talking, and in that time my idolization
turned into love. I want to help you, protect you, and when you have things in
hand, to stand by your side…
"If I was a little different, I might not have sworn myself to you. I might
have just asked if you would marry me in time. Even knowing that you currently
don't and may never feel attraction to me or anyone else. You told me earlier I
was like family, I think we could have made things work."
He did. Damn, I knew he cared about me, but I was trying to ignore how deeply
those feelings went for both our sakes. Still, what did he mean if he was
different? Most people assume it's the Ace/Aro person that needs to change.
Before I could ask, he answered.
"I've always been somewhat submissive. You've been online enough to understand
what that means. I trust you. You accept me for myself, even at my darkest. I
don’t have to pretend around you or conform to society’s ideals when it’s just
the two of us. I know you would do your best to keep me safe, especially now
that you consider me family.
"So to answer your question, I want to serve and there isn't anyone else I know
that not only deserves it in my eyes but will have my best interest at heart
while I do."
Clearing my throat, “Well then. That seems like an acceptable explanation to
me.” And it was. Sure it’s a little much, but as long as the terms protect us
both and there’s an escape clause I’ll let him swear himself to me.
“However, we still need to discuss the terms.”
Ume nodded, relief flowing off him.
"I know you want to serve and protect as much as possible, but do you have any
other terms?"
He shrugs, "You come first for me."
I roll my eyes, really? "Alright. But if that's the case, you will tell me when
something I do or ask makes you uncomfortable or you don't agree with it okay?"
"Yes, but I'll probably do it anyway."
"I know, but it will make me feel better if you communicate. I want you to take
care of yourself too."
He frowns a little, but I continue, "You can't serve me properly if you run
yourself ragged."
With a sigh, "You're right. Anything else?"
"Yeah, you aren't going to ignore your family. Their schedules will be
considered, but I want you to spend time with them without me around."
"I can agree to that, but I would prefer that to happen when you are at your
house or with future friends that you trust."
Smiling at his willingness to compromise, "We can discuss each case as it
happens, but I understand that. Next would be that we discuss any important
decisions either of us want to make, but we usually do that anyway."
"We do, but I'll try to make sure anyway."
"One last thing, I don't know how permanent this oath is, and while I don't
think they will, time can change people. So, if at some point we both want to,
we can dissolve it."
Ume frowned, upset that I considered dissolving the bond. But I think part of
him realized how irresponsible it would be if we didn't. We are just teenagers,
which is why I think this is a little crazy.
He did understand, as he nodded.
"That's all I can think of, but we can always discuss things after the fact if
needed. So how do we do this?"
He stood and prompted me to do so as well. "Essentially, I swear myself to you,
you ask if I agree to the terms we discussed, and I agree."
Sounds simple enough.
Ume grabbed my left wrist with his left hand and had me grip his. Then he
kneeled, turning our arms so my hand was on top as he did.
With a bowed head, "I, Nekozawa Umehito, swear my life and magic to serve you,
Montgomery Matilda Maeve. Do you accept my plea?"
I took a deep breath, "I do. Do you agree to serve by the terms we just made?"
"I do."
Before he could stand, a swell of energy surrounded us. Our magic flared,
before it rushed toward our joined hands. When they met I felt warmth beneath
me palm as the energy clashed into our magic.
When it all settled he stood and moved to step back. Just then I noticed
something strange.
"What's on your wrist."
He looked down, slightly confused. On his previously clear and pale wrist was a
black fairy star with a silver snake circling it.
 
***** Questions and Maybe Answers *****
Chapter Summary
     Matilda wakes up the day after the ritual only to be confronted once
     again. Plus a recap from some soon to be friends
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Monday, December 6, 2004
Matilda rolls over in her bed, glad that she was able to sleep in a little.
Realizing she didn't need to get up quite yet, she decided to think over the
night before. The day was so busy, it’s worth taking the time to process
properly.
Neither she or her best friend had done a ritual like that before, so both were
surprised when the brand appeared on Umehito's wrist. They had taken the time
to figure out what it meant, besides the obvious marking him as hers.
The fairy star, so named by the race that first used it, is a seven-pointed
star. Humans generally used the version with overlapping lines, or just the
outline. The form used in the brand was a black version of the star Matilda
adopted for her practice: interlocking diamonds. This was the form that only
fairies use, not that she knew that at the time. They figured it was all black
as she presented as a Shadow Fairy.
It was more difficult to define why, exactly, it was there. Sure, it was the
symbol of her Hogwarts House, but that couldn't be the reason. It was possible
that it was there because it symbolized rebirth and healing: the reason why
Matilda was there and part of the reason Umehito made his oath. In the end,
they decided it was there to symbolizes her magic. Her eyes turned silver when
she used magic unrelated to her creature inheritance after all. And snakes were
one of the main forms her shadows took. After all, she did always have a snake
or two hiding in her own shadow, ready to defend or attack when needed.
Once they got that all squared away, they discovered the next change. The bond
had boosted their power as well as allowing them to exchange energy as needed.
Of course, she was displeased to discover that Ume had the shit end of the
bond. He could only take so much, one it started to negatively affect her, it
stopped. On the other hand, she could take as much as she wanted or needed
until he was rendered unconscious. She could only hope it never came to that.
The last change, as far as the could tell so far, was the creation of a
telepathic bond between them. They only explored it a little before bed, but
they could tell that it allowed them to sense the general wellbeing of each
other at all times as well as get a sense of where the other was. They could
send thoughts to one another, but that seemed to be all. Or at least they
wouldn't be hearing each other's thoughts 24/7.
Despite the unexpectedness of it all, she was glad for the changes. At least
now Ume would be more likely to spend time with his friends and family without
her, since he would know she was okay. Plus, it enabled her to know Ume was
currently at school, so she didn't panic over not being able to sense him in
the house.
Only one real question remained: what to do while he's away?
'Well, first things first. Get dressed and get food.' She thought, finally
getting out of bed.
After using the restroom and going to her closet, Matilda couldn't help but
wonder why Mika hadn't come. Perhaps she only helps when she has an important
event. Although, it was more likely that a maid would only help her when she
had somewhere to go. After all, she didn't think she had to do anything but
decorate her house for the next week.
Shrugging the situation off, she just put on comfortable, black dress pants and
a long-sleeved red blouse.
Walking toward the kitchen, ready to get her own breakfast, a maid intercepts
her, telling her to wait in the dining room and she would bring her something.
'Really', she thought, 'I can't make my own breakfast? I better be able to in
my own house.'
Not long after she sat down, the maid brought her a rice omelet and fruit with
chocolate milk. While eating, she contemplated what to do that day. She could
look online for some furniture or clothes. Maybe write a letter to her Nana
since it was a bit late to call her. She could even study a little, to try and
catch up on Japanese History.
She still hadn't made a decision as she walked back towards her room. But
before she reached it, Umehito's mother, Kira, intercepted her.
"Ah, Matilda-kun, just who I was looking for. I was hoping we could talk?" She
stated more than asked.
Matilda nodded, realizing that she didn't really have a choice in the matter.
And what was one more awkward conversation/interrogation?
Kira led her to her study, having her sit on the other side of her desk.
'Can't blame her for going for intimidation.' Matilda thought, waiting for Kira
to tell her why she was there.
With a straight face, "What are your intentions with my son?"
Matilda frowned, wondering what she meant, surely not marriage?
"He's my best friend. I just want him safe and happy, which is the only reason
I agreed to his oath."
She was clearly skeptical, "So you put him in danger because he wanted it? You
almost got him expelled from the Clan."
Trying to be respectful, she disagreed. "His Uncle tried to get him expelled, I
did what I could to prevent that. I don't want him putting him in danger for
me, but he has chosen to do so. So, I will do whatever I can to prevent that.
And if I can't, I'll do what I can to make things better."
Kira frowned, annoyed that she was right and so clearly willing to protect her
son. Still…
"What would happen if you couldn't defend yourself? If you were facing a human,
were without magic, or facing a gun?"
Matilda frowned, unhappy with the idea, but understanding it could happen. "I
want to believe I'd find a way, but…"
She leaned forward, leaning her arms against her desk, "Exactly," she stated,
glad this girl understood her own weakness. Hopefully she would be willing to
do whatever it took to keep her son safe.
"In our community, we are bound by confidentiality, meaning that we are
encouraged not to leave evidence for humans. For most, this means not
performing any magic or supernatural feats on or around humans. However, as
long as the humans cannot tell others what happened, most don't care what
happens. Do you know how to prevent them from telling?"
Matilda shrugged, "For as long as I can remember, I've been able to get others
to overlook me. I can be in a room and no one will notice what I'm doing. It
would be easy to get any human onlookers to ignore a situation. But while I
can, I try not to manipulate others. Sure, in a life or death situation I have
no problem using anything at my disposal. Otherwise…I find it distasteful to
use magic against those that don't even know it exists, let alone defend
against it."
Nodding, "That's understandable and noble. But what could you do if in a place
where magic does not work? There are a few in this country that occur
naturally, and many can set up wards in which only they can use it. How would
you defend yourself then?"
"Against an ordinary human? I did learn a few self-defense techniques that
would work. But there are a lot more people here, human or otherwise, that
practice martial arts. I can't really imagine them working then."
"After you meet them, you could request that the Haninozuka and Morinozuka
families train you, they are our allies. But there is no guarantee they would
accept. So, as you are now a part of our Clan, I would like to teach you how to
use a weapon, particularly throwing knives.
"With your gifts and nature, you should be able to hide them on your person or
make them from magic. If you do particularly well, we can attempt to train you
to use other knives or longer blades."
Matilda thought it over. It did make sense, she could probably make knives or
something similar out of her shadows, or even pure energy. And she was the best
pitcher her team had when playing softball. "I understand."
Kira smiled, happy she was cooperating, "Good. The other thing we need to
address is your fear of guns. While they are heavily regulated here and there
are often fewer than a dozen gun related deaths in the country in a given year,
they do still exist here. In fact, the Ootori's personal police force use them
and you'll be going to school with their youngest son. Not to mention, we don't
know how long you'll be staying in the country. Your much more likely to face a
firearm when you return home. At the very least, you need to get over your fear
of them."
Seeing she agreed, she continued, "The best tactic would be exposure therapy.
We'll start by having you read up on guns. You'll learn how they are made,
assembled, and maintained. Once you finish that, we'll have you use a paintball
or bb gun. If you manage that, we'll move on to real guns.
"Once you are 18, you'll take the safety course and apply for a hunting
license. If you can fire a real gun in a practice range, I'll be happy. Of
course, you free to actually use the hunting license if you receive it."
Matilda wasn't exactly pleased by this. Despite being related to a number of
police officers and her own mother having a gun license, she never wanted to
use one. She had no desire to, even for hunting. But Kira was right, she was
terrified of them. The last thing she needs is to freeze up if she's faced with
one. And, to be fair, her mother went through the same thing. She only had her
gun license because she felt like she needed to get over her own fear.
With that in mind, she agreed. Kira gave her a few books from her office,
prompting Matilda to remember that she owned a gun manufacturing company in
Russia. Well, at least it made sense for why she was so concerned.
They also worked on a schedule, Umehito would be teaching her the basics when
he came home from school. They would work on her skills a few times a week,
with Kira occasionally checking up on her.
~~~~~
July 28th, 2004
It was dark.
Shadows surrounded him, preventing him from seeing anything, even with his
advanced sight.
His training should allow him to sense if anyone or thing was nearby, but he
sensed nothing but the shadows themselves. He wondered why that didn't unnerve
him?
Maybe it was the fact that the shadows seemed fond of him? They embraced him,
trying to give him comfort.
Before he could explore the darkness further, he felt a presence, but it wasn't
in the shadows.
'Oh. I must be dreaming.'
Just as he thought that he woke up to find his cousin standing by his bed.
Looking at his face, he wondered if he dreamt the same thing.
"Takashi?" The blond called before sitting on his bed. "You dreamt that too?"
He sat up, nodding as he did so, unsurprised that Mitsukuni knew what he was
thinking.
"What do you think it meant?" He asked.
Takashi thought it over, trying to remember if he'd had similar dreams before.
He couldn't remember any with shadows, but he did remember floating in a dream.
"Important people."
The younger frowned, confused. After a moment, realization stuck, "You think
they're pointing towards someone important? I know we dreamt of each other, I
wonder what they would mean to us if we're both dreaming about them?"
He shrugged. They were close enough that anyone important to one of them would
be important to the other. But only time would tell.
 
September 24th, 2004
Shadows again. He wasn't surprised to see them, he dreamed of them often enough
the past two months. They were comforting, and he felt more well rested after
dreaming about them. But this time seemed different.
He still couldn't see anything in the darkness, but he thought he could sense a
presence. He took a deep breathe, trying to catch a scent. Unfortunately, they
were either too far away or not physically here enough for him to smell
anything from them. He did hear them breathing though, so he wasn't imagining
something that wasn't there.
Before he could investigate further, he woke up.
Frustrated, he decided to ask Takashi if he had learned anything else from his
dream.
 
November 14th, 2004
Weeks had past and neither he nor his cousin had been able to learn anything
else about the person in their dreams. Every time he or Mitsukuni had tried to
get closer to them, they woke up.
Well, until tonight.
The person seemed closer than usual, as if they sat next to him. Assuming that
he would wake up if he tried to touch them, he sat still letting the dream play
out.
Listening closely, he heard quiet rustling over his and their breathing. Was
that feathers? Did the person have wings?
Just as he thought that, he felt something soft against his back and arms.
Whoever this was, they probably would end up close if they were hugging him
with their wing.
 
December 3rd, 2004
Takashi was enjoying the dream, content to just let things flow after months of
failing to learn more than the dreams wanted.
That seemed to be the best decision he thought as the dream changed once again.
The wing was still draped over his back when he felt a hand on him arm.
The first thing he noticed about it was that it was small. The second thing he
noticed were the scars. A little less than half of the palm had been burnt at
one point.
He was concerned for this person, hoping they were okay now. Wanting to offer
comfort, even though they weren't actually there, he put his own hand over
theirs and was surprised when he was actually able to without waking.
Noticing the back of the hand was scared as well, he frowned. He also managed
to feel the nails as well; they were long and felt polished, causing him to
wonder if this person was a girl.
Just then, he woke up with the thought of finding his cousin. They needed to
talk about this.
 
December 7th, 2004
The cousins sat together enjoying breakfast after morning practice, both
thinking over the changes in their dreams.
"Do you think we're going to meet them soon?" Mitsukuni asked, "That was the
second change in a week."
Takashi shrugged. It was possible. And likely if one thought about it, after
all, they were supposed to meet the newest member of the Nekozawa Clan after
school that day, there was a chance they were the same person.
He was more concerned over the change from the dream. She, or at least he
thought it was she, had turned and showed him her eyes. But he couldn't for the
life of him figure out what color they were.
His cousin shrugged back, "I looked up eye colors before practice. Apparently,
there are gray eyes that can look blue or green. Most of the time they're
called blue. None of the shades matched, but she is a creature, probably a
fairy, so that might affect the colors."
That made sense, even if there was no real proof. Creatures usually didn't
advertise their differences online when anyone could stumble on it. All they
could do was wait and see.
Not that they had to wait long.
Chapter End Notes
     I originally had the last part as an outtake, but decided to rewrite
     it. After I did I figured it could fit in perfectly as a bit of a
     preview to the next chapter
***** Unexpected Meetings *****
Chapter Summary
     Matilda gets a surprise visit.
Chapter Notes
     I know Umehito is in 3-B not 3-A but fanfiction has no rules sooo,
     he's now in the A classes.
Tuesday, December 7, 2004
Umehito was trying not to panic. He was on his way home, but not alone. Honey-
san and Mori-san were with him, which wasn't a problem itself. The problem was
his father neglected to tell him that they'd be coming with him. He could have
dealt with that, but if he didn't know than there was little chance that Maeve-
sama knew either. Worse, he couldn't even warn her as she wasn't reading his
texts or giving any indication to have received he telepathic messages. The
only thing keeping him from losing it, was that he could sense her at his
house. He could only guess that she'd fallen asleep, since she should have
responded one way or another if she was awake.
He could only hope that she wouldn't react poorly to their guests.
Later on, she would question why he didn't just have one of the maids warn her
when she didn't answer him.
~~~
The three males walked into Umehito's sitting room, only to see Matilda
stirring in one of the armchairs in front of the fire. She looked that them, a
little confused. Turning to her best friend, she silently asked what was going
on. He was nervous, which bothered her, especially with two dangerous teens
next to him. And why did her instincts say she could trust them?
Umehito walked over to her, picked up the book she dropped on the floor, and
turned to introduce their guests.
"Maeve-sama, these are my friends and classmates Haninozuka Mitsukuni and
Morinozuka Takashi. Our fathers thought you should meet now that you're a part
of my Clan. Their fathers and brothers will be joining us for dinner. Honey-
san, Mori-san, I'd like for you to meet Montgomery Matilda."
The blond quickly added, "It's great to meet you! You can call us Honey and
Mori, most do."
So these were the two Ume had told her so much about. It's nice to put faces to
names. He only described them a little, and that was years ago.
She looked them over, wondering if she'd be able to call them friends or just
allies. The first thing she noticed, was that both kept looking between her
eyes and the scars on her hand. That didn't make much sense, considering the
dress she was wearing, while proper, revealed all the ones on her arms and
below her knees. Why would they just look at her hand?
The second thing she noticed was how different their appearances were. Honey
was over a foot and a half shorter than his cousin. Add the cute appearance and
the pink bunny plush and you could easily mistake him for someone in Elementary
school. Mori, on the other hand, was intimidating. He was tall and strong, and
looked like he would beat you to a pulp if you got on his bad side.
However, neither of these appearances matched up with the stories Umehito has
told her over the years. Between that and her instincts urging to trust people
so dangerous, she decided to focus on her second sight to see the real them.
Huh, Elves. One Sky and one Earth, at least their personalities matched their
subspecies. The two were more alike than she would have guessed if she didn't
know better. They were both highly trained and could cause a lot of damage. But
that didn't mean that they would; they had strong morals. They didn't want to
harm people… well, Honey did a little, but that part of himself seemed under
control.
She already respected them, but this cemented it. Between Ume's faith in them
and her instincts, she was willing to trust them. But seeing that Honey, the
more dangerous of the two, tried so hard not to scare others, she couldn't help
but start to care for them too. She was willing to actually call them friends,
when she noticed an irregularity in the bond between them.
There were three strands of purple.
Their bond was complicated with strands denoting them as cousins, neighbors,
classmates… But she would think there would only be the light purple of
friendship, not two others telling of a deeper and more taboo relationship.
She really didn't care that it existed: they were both consenting to it and
couldn't have children together, which were her only concerns. Still, what
should she do about it? They were now her allies, at the very least she should
advise them to hide it better. But would that make them feel threatened? Maybe
it would be best to do something to hide it herself without them knowing. That
way she had insurance, and if they ever decide to tell her, she can make
something more permanent that they can control.
She sighed, wondering what she was about to get herself into with these guys.
Standing and giving the appropriate bow, "Most call me Matilda, but friends
call me Maeve. Feel free to use either." After all, she felt they could be
friends and she had so few.
She gestured for them all to sit down, retaking her own seat. Of course, that
would be when Mika brought up snacks.
"Cake!" Honey exclaimed, reminding her that Ume had mentioned his cake
addiction. He's lucky she was in a baking mood this morning.
Mika set down a plate of fruit and 4 pieces of cake on the coffee table. After
serving Umehito and their guests tea, she brought Matilda her glass filled with
some type of juice. Once they were all served, she bowed and left.
Honey grabbed his piece as soon as was polite and dug in, only to barely
repress a moan. "This is great! Where did you get it?"
Matilda smiled over her own slice, "I find it very difficult to find cakes or
other baked goods that have fruit that isn't baked in. I prefer fruit fresh,
not all squishy. After some trial and error, I figured out strawberries went
great with my favorite cake. I made this earlier."
Honey snapped his head up towards her, "You made this?" This cake was great:
vanilla cake, chocolate frosting, and strawberries on top and between layers.
Matilda nodded as she grabbed her glass and pushed a bit of her magic in it,
causing it to turn from pale gold to a light teal color. "Yeah, I like to bake.
Usually muffins and brownies, but I make a cake every month or so."
Mori watched her alter her drink, wondering what it was and why she was
drinking it instead of tea.
Honey was wondering that too but was more concerned with getting her to bake
for him.
Seeing them look at her drink, but knowing they were probably too polite to
ask, "I was injured this summer. This is a special medicated drink for Fairies
that makes sure I heal correctly and don't have any setbacks until I'm in top
shape again."
Thankfully it tasted good, since she had to drink it twice a day. Physically
she was healed, but her scars were still points of weakness and her psychic
body was still a little injured. Barring any setbacks, she should be able to
switch to a normal nutritional supplement in January. 
~~~
After being encouraged to do so by Matilda, the boys spent the next hour and a
half doing homework while making small talk. Matilda was able to weave magic
like a mist on Honey and Mori, hoping she wasn't noticed. She made sure that no
one could make out certain strands of their bond, as if they weren't there and
that the only people that knew about it was her and the people they trusted to
know. If she did it correctly, and she believed she did, anyone they didn't
trust with the info would forget it. Well, as long as Honey and Mori held her
trust.
Honey and Mori went down stairs, as their fathers and brothers had arrived.
Matilda remembers being told about the Haninozuka family rule: they have to
fight each other whenever they meet. Logically, the Nekozawas know this and
have a place for them to fight before the meeting.
Or that's what Matilda assumed as she put on a pair of suede heels before
following Umehito to the Dining Room.
On the way there we bumped into Kirimi. She was a little sweetheart, even
though she was afraid of her brother. To prevent a scene, Matilda motioned for
him to go on ahead, before crouching down onto Kirimi's level.
"Are you coming to dinner?" She asked the blonde toddler.
"Yeah!" She said with a big smile on her face.
"Can I pick you up and carry you?" Matilda asked, knowing that even at her age
she had a right to say no.
She nodded and lifted up her arms. Matilda scooped her up, putting her on her
hip before continuing on her way.
When they reached their destination, a maid took Kirimi from her, apparently
her and Kira would be having dinner in another room. She would have to work on
Kirimi, gain her trust enough that she would believe her when she pointed out
her brother. It was a pity that she was so afraid of the dark that they could
interact.
No one was sitting yet, probably trying to be gentlemen, but they stood behind
their chairs. Umehito introduced her, pointing everyone out as he did.
She knew his father Kazuo, across from him were Haninozuka Yorihisa and
Morinozuka Akira, Honey and Mori's fathers. To their left sat their youngest
sons Haninozuka Yasuchika and Morinozuka Satoshi. Across from them were Honey
and Mori.
Ume pulled out her chair between Mori and his father before taking his seat
across from her, next to Satoshi.
Before dinner was even served, "What's with the scars?" followed by a thunk.
Satoshi had hit Yasuchika upside the head with one of those wooden kendo swords
for is rude question. Both of their fathers sent them disapproving looks.
Matilda laughed, surprised that someone was bold enough to ask. "It's all
right, really. While not exactly a conversation for dinner, the scars are the
direct result of ignoring my instincts. A mistake I'm sure not to make again."
After looking around ad seeing all wanted to know more, despite the food now in
front of them, she continued with a sigh.
"A child should be able to trust their parents to protect them. I made the
mistake of hoping that was true, despite my instincts telling me otherwise.
"My biological father had legal physical custody of me, even though I only saw
him on alternating weekends by that point. I didn't particularly want to, but I
didn't have and real reason not to go see him. A few hours later I went to make
something to eat. Turned on the stove and next thing I know my hand is being
put into the flame. I spent the next two days being used as a knife sharpener.
"But after not hearing from me or even having his messages read, Umehito
contacted my mother, worried. But she was just as worried. I usually texted her
multiple times a day during my stays there, but she hadn't received one or been
notified that I'd read hers. My phone was locked and he didn't know the code. I
certainly wasn't going to give it to him.
"Thankfully, she had the sense to bring a police officer with her to pick me
up. But when they knocked on the door, he shot me."
Honey was deathly pale and barely holding on to his anger, "How did you
survive?"
Matilda shrugged, finishing off the first course. "Technically I didn't. My
heart stopped twice before I even reached the hospital. But I'm rather spiteful
and didn't want to give him the satisfaction of killing me. Between that and my
inheritance, I lived and soon was able to send him to jail. Unfortunately,
between healing and court, I was unable to return to school in the fall."
"And yet you left your family after such a grim time." Yorihisa stated, despite
the strength she showed, it was cruel to do that.
Matilda frowned, looking towards him.
"It was a difficult choice, but one that had to be made. My great-grandmother
is the only member of my family that is away of the supernatural. I would have
loved to stay with them, but I wasn't going to tear them away from all they
knew. My brother just entered the ninth grade, I wasn't going to force him away
from his friends. And they needed time away from me just as much as I needed to
be away from them.
"There is only so much you should hide from family and so much I must hide from
mine. My mother is already hurt from this, I don't need to make it worse by
telling her that, even though her face doesn't show it, I can see her hating
herself more every time she looks at me. Or that my brother is full of fear
just by being in the same room. Telling them is far to cruel.
"No. Its kinder for me to be on the other side of the globe than to force us
all to be together and slowly decay."
Taking a sip from her glass, she continued. "Besides, can you fault a child for
going off on their own? While custody would usually have reverted to my mother,
there was little reason. I am now the Matriarch of my family as far as the
Supernatural World is concerned. I'll be an adult among my people in a few
weeks. Add my desire to leave the country and the courts were only too glad to
grant me emancipation.
"And it's not as if I abandoned them. They have everything they could need and
nearly everything they could want. I take care of my own."
Kazuo cleared his throat, drawing everyone’s attention. This was a decent time
to ask, and it would only help to defuse the tension, "Speaking of family, with
you know part of our Clan and tied so closely to our son, my wife and I would
like to make you an offer."
Seeing he had her attention, "We'd like to adopt you."
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