Percy hummed to himself in the kitchen as he made food. Singing a toon from camp that he used to sing with everyone else. After a moment of adding the finishing touches he stared down at his product and grinned. "Ilya, Shirou, Sella, Leysritt! It's dinner time." Percy called out within the house.

The first one to appear was Sella who had no doubt been cleaning another part of the house. "Master! How many times have I told you to make sure Leysritt cooks the food!" She started berating him about doing Leysritt's job, again.

Unlike the other residents in the house who would run in fear for their lives from Sella's berating, Percy just winked at her. "Don't worry about it Sella. Besides I help you out with your chores sometimes, don't I?"

Sella just glared at him, completely unaffected by his charisma. "Master. There is a difference between helping and doing the persons job." Percy just rolled his eyes and set the plates on the table.

The next to come down was Leysritt who looked so happy at seeing food on the table. "Yay! Food!" Leysritt pumped her fist into the air from not having to cook once again.

Sella glared at Leysritt and if looks could kill then Leysritt would be dead ten times over. "Leysritt."

Leysritt's face paled dramatically once she saw Sella. "Oh Sella, wonderful weather we're having." She said unable to keep the fear out of her voice.

"Not in the kitchen you two." Percy told them though it was more directed at Sella.

Sella bowed to Percy. "Of course, Master." Sella then glared at Leysritt and yanked at her ears, dragging her out of the room. Percy completely ignored Leysritt's frantic cries for help. He had become used to these calls for help and decided it would be rather smart not to get in Sella's way.

Watching them go, Shirou watched as Leysritt tried to grab onto the walls as she was dragged away from the kitchen. "Shirou! Help!" Shirou just smiled and waved as she went.

The sixteen-year-old had grown quite a bit and with him now being in high school made his life much busier "Hey Percy." Shirou then frowned as he saw all the food on the table. "Wasn't it my turn to cook today?"

"Was it?" Percy thought to himself, in truth it was Shirou's turn to cook. "Oh well, you were so focused in your mage craft I decided not to bother and go ahead and cook." Percy leaned in close, "Don't tell Sella but Leysritt went into my room when she was supposed to cook so I decided to get her in trouble."

Shirou shook his head and smiled at his brother. While his brother never got mad at them he would do the small things to get them in trouble by Sella and that by itself could be considered the work of the devil.

Sella came back in a rather eloquent fashioned followed by a heavily bruised Leysritt who was suddenly regretting not cooking today. Leysritt walked up to Percy and bowed "I am sorry for not cooking master." No doubt saying it from getting in even more trouble with Sella, but Percy could hear the truthfulness in her voice. Rubbing her head, he smiled. "Go ahead and sit down Leysritt. I made chicken enchiladas, your favorite."

Leysritt smile lit up the room as she at once went and sat down at the table followed by Shirou. Sella frowned as they were missing one. "Is she taking a nap again?" Sella murmured looking at the stairs.

Percy smiled getting used to his sister's antics. "I'll go get her."

"Let me." Sella held her arm in front of Percy. "We don't want a repeat of last time."

Ah, yes. Last time. "Thank you, Sella." Percy was grateful that he wouldn't walk into the trap like he had last time. Ilya's attempts were starting to be rather… desperate.

Sella nodded and with a tight smile she went up the stairs. Percy went to the table where Leysritt was endlessly chatting about an anime she had seen on tv while Shirou was listening. Percy looked down at his phone while Sella was prepping the eighteen-year-old to make sure she looked appropriate when coming down to dinner.

Percy grimaced at the newest message he had received from an old coworker of Kiritsugu. I'll be in town in tomorrow Percy. Maiya had always been rather unemotional, something her and Kiritsugu often shared when conducting business. He as well as his adoptive parents had invited Maiya multiple times to settle down within the family but being the second coming of the Magus Killer was always something she liked to do so much more. However, when Maiya did come things tended to get rather rowdy.

It took a moment longer before everyone started eating but Sella eventually came down with a displeased Ilya following in tow. However, the moment Ilya saw Percy she brightened up as she sat down right next to him. Saying that Sella was displeased with Ilya was the same as saying fire and ice went together. "I found her wearing a rather explicit cat outfit Master."

"Ilya, We talked about-"

Ilya held a finger up to his lips and it was at this moment Percy got a good look at her. Her features had always been rather angelic just like all homunculus but on the other hand her eyes were much more human like despite being the same red that Sella's and Leysritt's were. He already had trouble with so many people coming over to the house just to flirt with the girl, or Sella or Leysritt for that matter. "Guess what tomorrow is!"

Percy looked at her with a questioning look. "Tomorrow is your birthday." Percy told her, it was obvious that is the answer she was looking for as she looked as pleased with him.

"And?" She pressed on smiling happily at him. Her eyes were in a teasing manor and she looked super excited. She was looking for something specific, Percy knew it.

"You're turning eighteen?" Percy told her and then the situation dawned on him "You're turning eighteen." This time Percy's face drained of all color.

Ilya on the other hand looked ecstatic. "Yep! That means we can finally be together! Just you and me together forever."

"Good for you Ilya!" Leysritt began to clap her hands. Shirou followed suit, happy that his brother and his sister would finally be getting together.

Sella just sighed, knowing the inevitable that Ilya had wanted all her life would be happening and there was nothing Percy could do about it. "I wish for you to have a happy life master."

Percy's eyes looked over at Sella in betrayal, but she did her best to look everywhere but at Percy. Percy knew just as well as Sella that once Ilya's mind was on something there was absolutely nothing that could be done to change it.

Percy sighed, "Ilya, this is wrong. I am your brother-"

Ilya cut him off, "Are you my blooded brother?"

He frowned, not knowing where this was going, "Well no, but-"

Ilya's grin was plastered on her face and there was no doubt it would not come off anytime soon. "Fuyuki's laws only apply to blood related siblings."

Percy opened his mouth but decided against it. If anything, Ilya was much smarter then Percy in almost all ways and knew almost every trick of the trade. No matter what he did Percy would end up losing the conversation. Instead Percy decided to not talk and take a bite of his chicken enchilada that stood in front of him.

Everyone took this and beginning to eat but Ilya. Percy knew that Ilya wasn't happy with the way that Percy responded to her confession of love (In Ilya's way to say it). But it was wrong, while he knew his sister was beautiful he never tried to look in her that way before. "Ilya-"

Once again, she cut him off, deciding to make it a habit during dinner, "There is not a single thing that can deter me from this Onii-Chan. Deal with it."

"That's not what I was going to say." Normally he wouldn't have trouble with Ilya believing him, this time his voice betrayed him as his voice cracked. Ilya shot him a look and he just slumped in defeat, silently going back to eating his food. Dinner ended up being a quiet affair with both himself and Ilya deep in thought.

"I got it!" Ilya shot up right when she finished eating and sprinted off to her room, making Percy's face drain. Feeling a comforting hand on his shoulder he looked over to Sella muttering an apology and quickly shuffling out of the room followed by a Leysritt who wanted to watch her anime.

Shirou looked up at his brother. "You took the day off work for tomorrow, right?" Percy nodded absently, trying to think of one final solution to change Ilya's mind. "I'll take care of dishes. Why don't you go to sleep early tonight? You will need the energy for tomorrow." Shirou offered Percy.

Percy sighed, knowing his brother was indeed right. "Thank you Shirou, maybe I will do just that." With that he trudged off to his bed despite it only being eight in the evening.

His room was rather bland considering the rooms he had in his apartment in Manhattan that he almost never visited anymore and the one at Camp Half Blood which technically wasn't even his. The only thing that was in his room was a small tv that he put to the side and a few pictures with a mattress laying on the ground. He always found it much more comfortable sleeping on the ground then a bed frame.

Looking at his picture frame, Percy let out a tight lip smile. Ever since he left Camp Half Blood he had wondered how they all had been doing. No doubt slaying monsters or dying on a basis, an unfortunate event that happened to demigods.

Percy snickered, ever since he had killed mother earth, Gaia, he had almost no more challenges. The slayer of a Primordial held weight no matter what supernatural there was. In reality it was nice not having to deal with the super natural but at the same time it made his life bland.

Stripping down to some basketball shorts, Percy flopped to mattress on the ground and buried his head into the comfort. Very rarely did he rest even though at this point he could retire from work and be well off for the rest of his life. Being the savior of the world had its perks.

His eyes began to close and while he was half awake he heard the door click open. His eyes flickered open to see Ilya in her pajamas joining him in bed. "Ilya-"

"Stop Onii-Chan." Ilya voice was soft and quiet as she got into the bed and snuggled with him. Honestly, he was too tired to deal with. It also didn't help that it had been so long since he had slept with anyone in any way, shape or form. The comforting of Ilya being snuggled with him made him feel at rest. It was so wrong to be doing this and he knew it.

"Stop it." She repeated, and Percy frowned, what was it this time? "I can see that look in your eyes. Just accept it. I love you for who you are, and nothing will change that.

Percy gave a light thinned smile, "Ilya, you know me as your brother but that's it. You don't know what I have done in the past."

She rolled her eyes, as if the statement he just made, made no sense at all. "Just stop. Why do you torture yourself like this?"

Percy blinked, Torture? "How do I torture myself Ilya?" That was all Percy said, choosing his words carefully especially someone like Ilya where it would backfire.

"I don't know what it is." Ilya admitted, a frown gracing her features. "But you look like you are always in emotional turmoil. Please just stop it, I hate seeing you like this."

"Ilya-" Alright the cutting off that Ilya was doing was just unfair.

"You have regrets. I get it Onii-Chan but you are only hurting yourself in the process." She was right, he knew it even if he didn't want to admit it. Getting close to him she hugged him tightly as if afraid he would disappear if she let go. Burying her head into Percy's knew and snuggling him as tightly as she could, she eventually fell asleep in his embrace.

Percy blinked owlishly, he didn't remember hugging her but his arms were wrapped around her and not letting go. "Very well Ilya." He murmured and held onto her, not letting go either.

He didn't remember falling asleep, but he remembered waking up right at six like he had every other morning but unlike the others he found himself not wanting to move.

Ilya was still buried into his chest, sleeping as hard as a rock. Percy doubted that she would be moving any time soon. Very gently he wiggled out of her grip and put a pillow in his stead. He had breakfast to make and he also had to deal with a rather hyper Ilya who was sure to get everything she wanted today.

Sighing, he found Sella already prepping breakfast. "Sella I was going to make breakfast you know."

Sella looked up to find her master standing there. "I'm sorry Master." Sella murmured. They both knew what she was talking about. No doubt it had been on Sella's mind all last night.

Percy ran his hand through his unruly hair. A sign that show he was rather stressed by the events. "There is nothing you could do Sella. I have no doubt that when Kiritsugu and Irisviel come back that they will be rather." Percy trailed off, not knowing how the two would react. He had no doubt Irisviel would want baby's immediately and Kiritsugu, well he would be agreeing with his wife in the end. Percy looked up with a frown on his face. "When do they come back?"

Sella looked up with a grimace and was about to speak when the door flew wide open. "We're home!" Both Sella and Percy cringed as she screamed it through the house at six in the morning.

Quickly coming into the kitchen Irisviel looked ecstatic at seeing her son. "Percy! Why are you up so early? I thought I told you that you need to sleep more. Oh, my poor baby." Irisviel ran up to Percy and began swinging him back and forth in a tight hug.

"Iris let the man down." His father walked in shortly after carrying two bags that were no doubt filled with equipment. Setting them gently on the ground he shook Percy's hand once he had been released from Irisviel's grip. "I hope everyone didn't give you too much trouble?"

Percy opened his mouth and then closed it, unable to speak. So, Sella spoke up for him. "Ilya announced her undying love yesterday and starting today she will stop at nothing to get Percy."

"Sella!" Percy's blush was as red as a tomato and he looked down in defeat. "I don't know what I am going to do." Percy muttered, Kiritsugu overhearing him.

Irisviel began clapping loudly, "Oh I knew my baby girl could do it! I can't wait until I have grandchildren!"

Kiritsugu looked at Percy and placed a hand on his son's shoulder "I'm sorry." He told him with a grim smile.

"Not you too!" Percy gaped. If there was one person who could help with in this scenario it would have been Kiritsugu.

The man just stared at Percy. "This is Irisviel's child we are talking about."

Percy just slumped in defeat and stared at Irisviel who was endlessly chatting with Sella, who was trying to keep up with her master. "I thought you weren't coming home for a few days." Percy asked Kiritsugu after a moment.

"Irisviel was very demanding to make sure we got home on Ilya's birthday." Kiritsugu admitted to his son.

"Did you get her a present?"

The man blinked. "I knew I was forgetting something."