FATE/DOWN THE CRIMSON PATH

A/N: Hey all! This is actually a fic by one of my very good friends, Tohsaka Rin! She is the true author of this fic while I am just merely a publisher. Please R&R and I am sure her story won't disappoint! Enjoy~

DISCLAIMER : I DO NOT OWN FATE. FATE BELONGS TO TYPE-MOON AND NASU KINOKO. I OWN ONLY MY OC. ANY RESEMBLENCE TO REAL PERSON OR PEOPLE ARE MERE COINCIDENCE. NO FINANCIAL PROFIT IS MADE FROM THIS. THIS IS FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY.

PROLOGUE

Tohsaka Sakura stood atop the Fuyuki City's highest business building. Ten years... The brunette thought, clutching the bouquet of white jasmines closer to her bosom. Has it truly been so long? Closing her aquamarine eyes ,she released the flowers into the night air. She opened her eyes again, now brimming with tears, and watched as the white petals rode on the wind and finally disappeared from sight. It was then she noticed a petal, one sole petal which clung onto the cuff of her long red overcoat. She picked the petal up and blew it away, again watching it disappearing into the night.

Slowly ,she reached into her pocket and took out a yellowed envelope. With shaking hands, she brought it to her lips and gave her long deceased sister a silent prayer. Wherever you are now, nee-san, I hope you finally found the peace you sought... Again, in slow motion, she replaced the letter into her pocket and continued to watch the night life in the city.

Beside her, the air shimmered, and Servant of the Chariot, Rider appeared beside her in a shower of pink dust. Long purple hair that hit the back of her knees, black sweater, along with black slacks and shoes. It was the attire Sakura gave to Rider before they came back to Fuyuki. Her Mystic Eyes had odd square pupils, however they had no effect at the moment due to the pair of glasses Sakura specially made for her.

"Do you want to go to her grave? It's been a long time after all." The Servant remarked.

With a bitter sweet smile, Sakura shook her head slightly. "No Rider, I'm fine. Besides, I don't think the cemetery is open at this time of the day. Maybe another time."

"You want to tell me what happened back then? Maybe you'll feel better. It's not good keeping things to yourself you know. Sometimes, it hurts."

Sakura sighed, and took a seat on one of the ventilation pipes on the roof. The Heroic Spirit sat down beside her, silently regarding her with her odd pupils.

"Well, I suppose I should begin with happened during the war ten years ago..." Her eyes began to fill with tears. She took out the letter again, and Rider noticed how rasped her breathing was, how her hands were shaking when she held the envelope and how tenderly she held the letter as if it were her life.

"Is that?"

She nodded sadly. "Ten years ago, everything changed. For me,for senpai,for Shinji-nii... and for nee-san... Everyone changed so much after what happened. That final night at Ryuudou temple, that was where and when everything changed."

Flashback begins...(Sakura's point of view)

Ten years ago

As usual, during this time of the night when I was free from what grandfather called training, and those people with a heart would call torture, I sat in front of my study table, doing my homework. At the moment, I was cracking my head over a very complicated algebra question. I had always been weak at maths, simply because I loathed the subject to a point I wish such things didn't exist. I mean, as a Magus, there's no need for us to pursue mundane education, not that I was acknowledge as one of course. All this was to keep up appearances. Besides, going to school did have their benefits. I didn't need to stay at that cold and dark place the whole day and face that old man the whole day. Plus, I could see senpai, and her...

A disturbance in the bounded field surrounding the Matou manor broke me out from my reverie. That old man must have felt it too, but he seemed to pay no heed to it. Curious, I stood up and opened the window. Just a little to the left of my room, something kept hitting the field, causing a rippling effect on the field. Weird... I thought to myself, and sat down at the window, watching it hitting the field again, even though it was constantly being repelled. Then, something miraculous happened. A hole formed in the field, and whatever it was, it quickly moved through the hole before it closed. The thing came straight at me, and I opened my hands and granted it a landing spot. Quickly closing the window, I sat down at my table, and pried the red wax away,taking out the carefully folded papers inside.

The handwriting was unfamiliar to me, but looking at the name of the recipient told me who the sender was. Tohsaka Sakura. That was the name of the recipient. Aside from grandfather and nii-san, there was only one person in the world who knew my true birth family, and that person is none other than my biological sister, Tohsaka Rin.

I felt hurt, betrayed. After so many years worth of abandonment, what did she want with me now? I was a complete nobody to her. Someone she gladly ignored in life, never cared for after I was sent away. Eleven years, and now, she's trying to reach me? For a moment, I almost felt like laughing. The mighty school idol, the mighty Tohsaka Rin actually sent a letter to a complete nobody?! Fueled by the hatred and hurt I had bottled up for so long, I was so tempted to tear the letter apart and leave it to rot. But I stayed calm, and forced myself to read it. It was, after all, the first thing she had ever sent me after we were separated.

"Dearest Tohsaka Sakura, my little sister,

I dread the day, the very moment your eyes should fall on these very words. Even as I sit in front of the table in my room, putting these words on paper, and my mind wondering about you and my life, I secretly hoped that you won't need to know all this from a dead girl's final words. Because they carry no meaning now. They never did, they never will. Sakura, you may choose to read on, and know about the life of the girl who hurt you so much, and never realized her foolish mistakes, not until her journey was nearing its end. Or, you can put this letter away, until you find it in you to at least accept me once again into your life, and read on. Or you can choose to never pay heed to this. The choice is yours.

I am sorry I never visited, never cared. I should have done so. And I'm sorry for always being silent,for always pushing you aside. I can't say anything to you anymore, because I had my chance, but I squandered it. That's why I'm putting this onto paper now. You might wonder why I chose to write instead of knocking at your door, or at least call you. It's because ... Sometimes, even if you want to say something, but you cannot, so you hold it in you, day after day, month after month, year after year, until you can no longer do so, until the day when you are ready to tell somebody everything. I wanted so desperately to see you again, to hold you again, to pour out everything that has been locked up for so long,but they would not come out. That is why I am sitting here now,with a pen and some papers in hand, looking back at my life and writing this to my only living relative. I feel ... I feel like I would not be able to move on, and face whatever is waiting at Ryuudou Temple without trying at least once to reach you, without trying to at least tell you something. Without at least a little consolation that even someone as cold and emotionless like me, had tried to reach out the end of her journey, I fear I am not ready to face death, like how a Magus should.

Sakura, I hope this manage to reach you from my grave, as I know I would not be giving this to you in person, nor will I tell you all this in person. A Magus walks with death, and I am prepared to do so, at least that is what I'm trying to convince myself. However, I will not leave this world without at least leaving a mark somewhere, and this is my mark. I'm sorry this mark may come as a scar for you, but we humans do not wish to die unremembered. I write this on the night before I venture to Ryuudou Temple, where I assume the final battle would unfold. If you receive this letter, then it means that I didn't survive the fight. The seal I placed on the envelope is a special one. It will only activate once my life essence disappears from this world. Then it will surely find its way to you, no matter what the costs are. I'm glad it did.

I guess, I should start by apologizing to you. For everything that I did, and for those that I should have done, but never did. I'm sorry for leaving you alone, I'm sorry for no being there for you when you needed me the most. I am sorry I never visited and never cared. I'm sorry I never try to reach out to you,to listen to you, to help you. Most importantly, I'm sorry I can no longer be your sister and make amends. Sakura, I will never ask for your forgiveness, because I don't deserve all that. Not anymore, I lost all that when I left you in that hell. That's why, my dear sister, I will ask nothing from you,even after my demise. Not your tears, or your mourning, nothing.

I know that saying all this now cannot change what had happened to you, but, will you at least hear me out? At least, let me reach out to you this one time? Allow me to say something to you as a true family? Give me the chance, to be your sister one more time, and give you what you truly deserve. Sakura, in this letter, you will know the life of a self-centered Magus who left her sister to hell.

You must have been wondering every day, every moment, every minute, every second after you were sent away, why did I never came for you? Why was I acting like someone who had never known you? Why did I never save you, reach you? Why? Why in the end all you receive from me is just words on pieces of paper? Why all this rubbish? Resent me, hate me , loathe me, pour out all your anger, your hatred, your bitterness onto me, if it means it can at least offer you a little salvation.

Sakura, the truth is, we are not normal humans. That's why, we couldn't have a normal life, and be the true siblings we are. That's just how cruel our world is. That's why,father wanted you to have a crest of your own, to build your own legacy, and one day, even in the far future,the both of us would be remembered as the greatest Magus who had ever lived. That's why, he never checked when Matou Zouken made the proposal. At the thought of a crest, a crest, Sakura, he immediately agreed to give you away. Mother agreed, though reluctant. She had always told me, that she had known something like this would happen when she accepted father's hand in marriage.

I, I was hurt. Truly hurt. Why?! Why must they send you away? Why can't the both of us study magic together? Why can't we be remembered together? Why must you be sacrificed? Why must one of us be sacrificed? I begged to father, I truly did, I wanted you to stay. As the elder sibling, I should be the one to sacrifice, not you. But father turned me down, he said it was my inheritance as the eldest child. Fate had been set for young Matou Sakura, there was nothing I could do about it back then. I was only six years old, what could I do? Except to cry and beg father, and to no avail? Why would he listen to the words of a little girl?

Remember the day you were taken away by those men in black? I wished I was the one being brought away. You turned back to look at me, the tears brimming in your eyes, crying for me. But I stood there like a statue. I did nothing, said nothing. What was there for me to do? After you went out of sight, I ran back to my room, and cried until my tears dried up. It hurt, it hurt so much not having you around. It felt as if a part of me was taken away at the same were always with me, like my shadow. We played together, eat together, pulled pranks on Uncle Kariya together, slept in the same bed like how sisters should be like, and mother would always smile over us, like the sweet angel she was. They were all memories now. We could never go back to the good old days anymore. Can we, Sakura? Can we at least look back now, and smile at the sweet memories we had together? Cherish them even if we can no longer have those days?Will it be too much to ask?

I had to move on with life, even if it meant without my little sister with me. Even if it meant not caring about her anymore, that was what father told me. Magus had to make sacrifices if we want to achieve great glory. At that time, I was a fool for thinking that every word he had told me was right, that our father was flawless, that he was a great Magus whom I wanted to become. Eleven years, Sakura. It took me that long to realize how foolish I was to look up to that man, how foolish it was to take everything he had said to my heart. But, the damage was done to my little sister, and there's no way, no other method that I could sought to change things.

Thus, listening to that man's words, I lived on, fully ignorant about the life we abandoned you to. Never cared, never checked, never visited. That's just how cruel I was back then. I smiled, pulled pranks, just like what we used to do together. Do you remember them? I know I do. The memories are too precious to be left behind, because those were the only true happy days that I had with you, with anyone. But I tell you this now. All that was bullshit to me now. Especially after I knew the truth. I guess... I finally understood why I had always kept my distance from other people afterwards. That was why all the facade was about. I didn't want to get hurt all over again. Not after my sister was taken away from me. I didn't want to feel all that again. Once was enough to last me a lifetime. But at the same time, I didn't want to hurt mother. That's why I put that mask up, blending in, acting like a true child of a Magus who understood the meaning of sacrifice.

But mother was never the same again after you left, or rather, after we abandoned you. A few days after you were brought away, Uncle Kariya returned from his trip. That was the first time I heard him raising his voice against mother, and it was also the last time we ever saw him. Do you know what happened to Uncle Kariya? Did you get the chance to see him? I know he had loved mother, more than as a friend, but they could never be together. The path of Magus is a cruel one, and even I despise most of the rules. But that's aside the point. I must hurry, time is running out.

That war ten years ago, caused me to lose all the people I loved. You, mother and father. I heard that Uncle Kariya fell as a victim to the war as well, is it true? It broke me,i t truly did. Father never returned from war, he was killed in it. I can almost remember the details so clearly as if it happened yesterday. Father's funeral was half year after the war finished, and mother was wheelchair-bounded, and mentally broken. I was cold, emotionless. I had enough of this harsh reality I stopped feeling things, I stopped hearing things, I stopped seeing things. I closed myself up, to protect my mind from things, from the fact that I was not the cold, calculating Magus father wanted me to become. And most importantly, to keep my distance away from my legal guardian, that Kotomine Kirei which both of us hated.

Mother died a year after the war. I guess, it was a good thing she finally left. There was no need for our dear sweet mother to suffer any longer. I dropped out from school, and hired a tutor. I could get mundane education at home, there was no need for me to step out and get hurt all over again. Kirei came and went as he liked, he was never a good guardian to begin with, but I never see through his true colors until much later. When I hit my teenage years, I fired all the Servants in the house, and changed the identification matrix such that even that Kirei couldn't get in. That was the life I wanted, to live alone, never to get hurt again.

Then, ten years elapsed, and I was going for high school education before going to Clock Tower to get my formal tertiary education as a Magus. I thought, it would be nice to study back in the place called school again, even if it meant keeping other people at a distance. Thus I registered for the local high school,Homurahara Academy. I did made a few friends, and was the vice student council president for the first year,but resigned after a year. The reason was, Ryuudou was a little cautious against me, always thinking that I was plotting something that was going to harm him and the school, occasionally calling me a witch. Well, one way or another, he was right, but I'm a Magus, not witch. You can ask Emiya-kun,that raven haired president still thinks badly about me, not that I'm blaming him anyway.

Then, imagine my surprise when I saw you on the freshmen ceremony. Not at your presence, but your appearance. After all, your worthless stepbrother attended school, so why can't you? Your hair, violet, no longer the dark luxurious hair a Tohsaka should have. And your eyes were equally violet as well, no longer the matching pair of sapphire eyes I used to see. You were...so different. And you eyes, the way you carried yourself, it was as if you had given up on everything, that this life was no longer worth fighting for. There was no sign of the sweet little girl I used to know, who had always been with me. I realized it. Tohsaka Sakura had long ceased to exist, replaced by this apparition before me, who took her body, and changed her beyond recognition. You turned to meet my eyes, but I immediately averted the gaze, it must'd hurt you. I'm sorry, Sakura. Back then, I didn't what happened. That's why, all we had between us were polite nods and smiles whenever we met on campus.

And then, I noticed, how beautiful you had alway smiled when Emiya-kun was with you. I had always wished that I would be the one who could truly make you smile, but he did it much better than I ever did, ever would. You seemed like another person when you were with him. You eyes were lively and your cheeks were always tainted pink. Are you in love with him? He's a nice man, so I trust he would be able to take good care of you. Mitzuduri-san had always said that you two were lovers, and I knew she was the one who brought you two together, and I'm thankful for that. Because I can at least leave this world, knowing that there was always someone there for you. He would always be there for you, should you find yourself in need of a shoulder to lean on.

You must be wondering, why am I not talking about the hardships of being a Magus. I will tell you now. All that is just bullshit. Why can't Magus go through mundane life like any other people? Why can't we be true family for just once? All those rules are bullshit, and if any other Magus find it odd, they can kiss my ass, I don't care. But now, I must tell you something about the war. Things that you don't know, but I wish that you do. Because, somehow, perhaps it might change your mind about me, if you are still willing to believe my words.

Shortly after I met you in my second year, the blasted war began again. At first, I was excited to fight in the war, because I thought that I could finally reach fathers expectations. Things worked out badly, I must say. I summoned my Servant, but he turned out to be an Archer instead of a Saber, and he was damn sarcastic and was a huge jerk with fake amnesia as a bonus. But looking on the bright side, he cleaned the house, cooked, and made great tea. I'm not joking. That guy makes great tea and food. The war began, and the first casualty that I knew was Emiya Shirou. He was stabbed to the heart by Lancer. I arrived, and was horrified to find out that it was him. How was I going to ever look in your eyes again, on the next day, for the rest of my life, knowing that it was my carelessness which had him killed? He was just a innocent bystander back then.

That's why, Sakura, I saved him. Along with father's will and a smashed up catalyst of a sort, he left me a wonderful pendant. The catalyst I gladly ignored, I preferred someone who was aligned to me, thus random summon was the solution. The pendant, however, was something really precious. That single stone stored mana in such an amount that my ten years worth of storage was not even a mere fraction. That was how powerful it was. Imagine what I could've done in the war with it. Winning the stupid war was easy with such a trump card. My victory was assured. But... I didn't use it for the war. I used it to save that man's life, the life of the man which meant everything to you. I didn't want to see you losing your smile, that's why I saved him. But I forgot about the pendant and left it behind. After all, it had served its purpose.

Fate has a strange way of tormenting people, Sakura. The very night I saved his life, he was revealed to be a Master as well. Must I kill the man who had brought happiness into my sister's life? I hesitated. That's why, I chose to spare his life, and even agreed to have a truce with him. That novice could not have survived the night without my help. I needed to make sure that he would live through this, and return to you side so that you two could have your own future together.

Then,he told me about how Shinji had been hitting you. He didn't know I am you sister, and he still doesn't know. I believe that I manage to keep my composure. But as soon as I left his house that morning, I stormed towards his house,the anger within me boiling, and that less than helpful Archer talking away in my head, trying to talk me out of it, with Magus appearance and all. I was tempted to use a Command Seal to make him shut up, but I managed to stop myself in time. Of course I had taken another route to the Matou manor, I didn't want you to know what I was about to do.

I reached the Matou manor, and met Shinji as he was just coming out from the house. He was delighted to see me, thinking that I had accepted him. He was just about to open his slimy mouth when my fist connected with his nose. He fell down, clutching his bloodied nose, but he was ready with foul words to aim back at me. Archer managed to keep Rider busy, and you were not around, not to mention the maggot which cared about nothing except immortality. Shinji stood up fairly quickly, and without another word, I picked him up by the collar and threw him back into the house. His face lighted up when I closed the door behind us, that filthy scum, but he immediately panicked when he saw my fist glowing with Reinforcement spell.

Shinji tried to run, but I tackled him and rained blows on his face, and he kept begging for mercy. I healed him, and forced all the truth out from him. Your training, how he had always used you to satisfy his own pleasure. I hit him again and again, until he couldn't stand. Then I kicked him until he couldn't breathe. He laid there, a bloody pulp in his own pool of blood, whimpering like some baby. I could've killed him there and then, but that maggot appeared, and sneered at me. His familiars appeared in swarms. Knowing that I was not his opponent, I turned and left. The old man healed him, I know that much, because that piece of scum appeared at school again that day, and activated the bounded field.

Everyone was affected by it. After your brother fled after losing his Servant, I stayed at a distance from the Matou manor, always keeping an eye out for you. Hoping to catch a glimpse of you that could let me know that you were safe. A man, with golden hair and handsome features was always there as well. Do you know who he is? He was watching the Matou manor as well,but he always came and left very quickly. Then, Emiya came along and told me you were resting at home. I was relieved to hear the news. But I rejected the offer when he proposed that we should visit you.

I knew everything. The truth. That was why I said no. Call me a coward, I don't mind. I didn't want to meet you face to face, because I know I would only see hatred in your eyes, now that I know the truth. To put things simply, I don't have the guts. Where did the arrogant, confident Tohsaka Rin had disappeared to? I can't answer that, because I don't know the answer. The guilt, Sakura, it will eat at me until the moment I draw my final breath. I know I should live on, bearing your blame and hatred, for that, I'm sorry I have to leave you first. Though I really wanted to live on, to find a way to help you out from all that hell, to take the pain you'd suffered into myself. Again, I wanted to curl myself and cry, and curse my own damned existence for all the mistakes I'd made. I never showed my weakness to anyone. To them, I was the perfect school idol. Confident, beautiful, smart, and strong. How could someone like me break down? That's why, I often cried when I was at home and alone, throwing things around, shouting till my voice went hoarse, clawing at myself until I was covered in my own blood, the warm liquid we owe our lives to. Then I would heal myself and went through it again, and again, and again, hoping that somehow along the line, I could end the life of a pathetic girl named Tohsaka Rin. But I thought of you, who had been far, far stronger than I was, silently enduring all this torment, moving on with life, with hope that one day, you may be free from the shackles. That day is arriving even as you read this. Help is on the way, do not give up now.

Have you ever thought about how different our lives would've been if we weren't separated? Growing up together? Like how real sisters should be? I lost all that when I chose to live in ignorance and left you to hell. But I often wonder about it, and the thought was always able to soothe me to sleep, whenever I can't. Because clinging to that thought made me feel less empty than I thought, less lonely than I thought,after I lost everyone I held dear. Together, such a beautiful word, but I ruined everything. How wonderful it would be if we can just have one more day, one more hour, one more moment to be together, I will give everything, all that I have, even my life, to have this selfish dream fulfilled.

Have you ever had a moment of clarity? I know I do now, looking back at this life I had, all that I see now are mistakes and regrets. But, I will never have the chance to make amends. That's why, this is my one and only time to do so. I'm sorry your salvation came so late, it should have arrived sooner, but my powers and influence alone is not enough to give you the salvation you need. I needed help, that's why it took so long. And finally, after a week's worth of waiting, the reply had arrived. Bazett had returned with good news, and she will be with you to help you through with changes in life. She will be in my place, taking care of you until you are ready to stand on your own two feet.

I would like to tell you about the good news first. Tohsaka Sakura, seventh heiress of the Tohsaka clan, I wish you luck on your new journey. This is all I could give you now, the inheritance that you deserve. With me gone now, all the power, influence, wealth and knowledge are now yours to use. I trust that you will do great things with them. Along with this is the Tohsaka crest. You can't be the heiress without one, can you? I kept the crest in an ivory box in my room, the room we used to share back then. I've changed the identification matrix, don't worry. You will be able to enter, along with Emiya-kun and Bazett. Together with all those, is the title of Second Owner, which of course come together with the title of heiress.

Bazett will find you, you'll be able to know who she is, for she carries a letter with my seal. Listen to her, let her guide you, and leave for London. There, specialists will be available to help you. Though the suffering you'd endured will remain as scarred memories, at least soon you will finally be free of him forever. Along with the help of a powerful Wizard, I have been able to convince the Association to place a Sealing Designation on Zouken. If he tries anything, they will not hesitate to eliminate him. Freedom is yours, my dear sister. May you at least gain the happiness you deserve starting from now. I can no longer be there for you, Sakura, but I can still love you in death, is that okay? I know I should do more for you, to make up for the mistakes I'd made in my life. But my resources are limited, and there's nothing more I could do for you.

I'm glad I wrote this to you, Sakura. I really am. I will never hear your answer of course, because words do not reach the graves. But all that is not so important. What's important is that I realized my mistakes, and tried to correct them. The important part is that, I finally opened my arms to accept you again, into my arms, after such a long time. I'm glad I was at least given the chance to tell you all this, even if you think all this is just bullshit.

Sakura, I can't say there's no regrets in my life. A life without regret is one without a meaning. There's one regret in my life, and I don't want to leave without doing something about it. There's one question I had always wanted to ask you after I knew the truth, even before I knew the truth. Do yo hate me, Sakura? Do you hate me for leaving you? For never being there for you? For not caring, not visiting? Most importantly, do you hate me for not being your sister? This is the only answer I had hoped to hear from your lips, but I will never hear it of course.

Will you, perhaps, one day in the future, come to my grave? As I had said ,I will not ask for your tears, mourning or flowers. All I wanted from you is for you to see our mother's resting place, as a mother's love never ceases for her child. No matter where you were, to her, you were always her sweet little Sakura. She had always love you.

And Sakura? I truly wish to be able to hear you call me nee-san again, just like how you used to call me.

Love,

Tohsaka Rin

P.s Keep this to yourself. I wish for no one to know of this. Because, the words of the dead carry no meaning. They never did, they never will.

Present...

With the cuff of one sleeve, Sakura wiped away the tears on her cheeks and at the corner of her eyes. She turned to the city, avoiding Rider's gaze. The envelope was still in her hands, now clutched to her bosom.

"Do you hate her?" Rider asked.

She shook her head slowly. " I... I never hated nee-san, never. I always held the belief that one day, she would save me from that hell. She did, just like how I had always hoped for. Though my salvation came with a price. I... I will never see her again. I will never be able to speak to her, to tell her how grateful, how happy I am."

Rider smiled sadly. "You must make sure that your sister did not die in vain. That she will not be simply remembered or forgotten as a victim who fell to that tool."

"I know, that's why I'm back, to end things for once and for all. I will make sure nee-san is the final victim to this ridiculous war." Sakura said resolutely. " You will help me, right, Rider?"

The Heroic Spirit blinked in surprise. "Of course I will. That's why I answered your pact ten years ago as well,is it not? To help you, protect you, my Master..."

"Well, well, things should be messy here, or should I say interesting?" The woman remarked in a sing-song voice, as she stood atop a communication tower to the left of where the duo was. Her red cloak rippled and billowed in the night wind, her aquamarine eyes glimmering behind her glasses.

The sixth Holy Grail War had begun.

Behind the scene...

Caster : What do you think about Tohsaka's new image?

Rider :She looks stunning!

Illya : Yeah, she's beautiful.

Caster : Archer? What's your comment on your Master's new image?

Archer : Err...wow?

Caster : Just 'wow'? No other words to say?

Illya : I think the cat caught his tongue.

Rider : Agreed. What he wanted to say was,"OMG! You're hot, Rin!"

Caster : Is that true, Archer?

Archer : Err...

Rin : Girls, please. Poor Archie. You girls are bullying him.

Illya : Ooh... Archer's blushing!

Caster : Are you guys coupling?

Rider : I want to know too.

Rin : Hey, how about we invite the 2S over tonight?

All : Rin, don't change the topic!

By : Caster Medea Nightraven

A/N (R.T):

Hey everyone,author here. I'm glad you decide to take time off your busy schedule to read this little story of mine. It is my first serious fic that I decide to post,so do be gentle about it.

And a little note for you all. This may be a little similar with the letter series another person had wrote. The truth is, this chapter is actually inspired by it. Thank you once again for the beautiful letters. They really touched me. For those who had not read it, I strongly recommend the story to you all. It is really worth your time reading it. Though inspired by it, as you all can see, this story is going in an entirely different direction.

About the story, it is set after UBW, with Rin dead and Sakura as the new head of the family. Don't worry, Shirou will get his chance in the next chapter, I promise you that. Do review to let me know whether you guys would love to see FZ Servant characters back in action. So I can decide how to progress with future plot line or my next fic. And to say the truth, personally, I would love to see them back in action.

Here, I would also like to thank some of my closest friends, mainly Luvia, who helped me to post this fic and Caster Medea Nightraven, who always has great ideas for BTS. I really must salute them. They've helped in me in any way possible even when they're super busy. Thank you ance again, Luvia and Caster.

So, about the mysterious woman, I think you all can guess who she is, right? She's not that hard to guess after all. Feel free to make your guesses and tell me in your reviews.

And for those who have no idea who 2S is referring to, they're Shirou and Saber.

Last but not least, please leave me reviews and constructive criticisms, as they keep me going. Till next time then.

- Tohsaka Rin