A disclaimer: I do not own Zero no Tsukaima and its characters. I also hereby disclaim various facts and characters from various popular anime, manga, or Visual Novel. Any plagiarisms barring wiki and Baka-Tsuki are not intentional. This pseudo crossover will ignore other anime worlds or timeline. This will solely a ZnT fan fiction.

"English Dialogue"

"Foreign Dialogue"

'Inner Monologue'

Revise: 3/6/2014

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The dew of Kyoto night breezes chills deeply to a bone a young maiden. Wearing linen coloured Furisodē with golden Uchikakē, her long natural black hairs blown by the whirling winds. The extra layers of cloth, give her an ample protection of this cool spring breeze. It is already ten pass time of the Boar (around 10 to 11 pm according Heian era time system). As the light from the lantern and today is a full moon was her source of lights, she hopes her lover meet her quickly. The Court must keep him busy.

"Kyoko-dono my love"

"Susumu-sama!" all her worried forgotten, she embraces her lover as tightly as she could. As if, the holds could vanquish her doubt and insecurity to her lover.

There he is at last, his sweating face must come from his desperation to catch the time to this excursion. He wears his usual white garment, a katana strap with his obi. He has a busy schedule lately, within his swordsmanship and Onmyōdō they barely had a time to ourselves.

Onmyōdō is a mystic art. Commoners always been told that Onmyōji deals with divination and exorcise; they advise the court everyday life. Tell the noble and the emperor what was lucky and what was not.

The said commoner does not know the true colour of the Onmyōji, as she does not a single Onmyōji she knew had ever done a divination. They do give advises, the exorcises but they also fight demons with their magic. Only the select few knew of this fact, and her ability to see them made her in the select few.

"What could hold thy so long, dost thou seek pleasure to rattle this young maiden alone in the dark of the night?"

"Nay, my love, I merely spoke to the Emperor anent the demons ravaging the dwellers at Honshu provident. His majesty wishes me to vanquish that foul creatures"

"That's horrible, thou art but a novice Susumu-sama, mayhap the emperor send someone else an thee entreat him earnestly"

"That was impossible my love. Therewithal (Besides), methinks this will put me in favour for the emperor to grant me thy hands in the marriage"

"What!" she was ecstatic, Susumu-sama what her as his bride. That was a close as proposal as her concern, tears of happiness drop on her eyes. That tears stop as her lover shedding the tears with his bare hand.

"Hey" his voice gently occupies her attention "Enow with tears" mistook her tears as worried for his safety, she cried until a huskier voice, "I promise thou, my love. Benzaitēn the goddess of love as my witness, I, as a samurai and an Onmyōji, I come back to thou whatever it takes. Let it be known that I am being with thou always. We always art touching, yet not touching; always apart, yet not apart"

True, because their status. Their union will always be frowned upon, their entire life and offspring will become a pariah if not with the emperor's blessing

"An (If) thou not, my dear, I search thou till the end of time"

That was the last time she ever meets him again.

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Chapter 1: The Zero and the Mage

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"... ère... up, Ms. Vallière you need to wake up" as usual, the sound of a maid woke her up from her slumber. Moreover, as usual, those dreams that her having repeatedly for over a month now still plaguing her mind like orc wrecking her needed beauty sleep. They communicate with foreign language, the mouth move differently, but she understands them perfectly. Akin to obsolete translation spell, no one ever uses that anymore. All nobles in Halkegenia are bilingual or trilingual. Tristainianese is a lingua Franca throughout the kingdoms since all royalties are descendent of Brimir himself. It does not make any sense.

"Ms. Vallière?"

"Yes?"

"Do you need anything else?"

"No, you're dismiss"

"As you wish milady"

Louise watches the treating maid. Ever since she starts the dreaming, she finds herself pay more attention to the maid; or to be more precise, the maids hair. No one else she has seen so far have that black hair as the maid. The same hairs that seem to adorn this Kyoko and Susumu person. She still cannot find herself to know the maid's name, she not her personal maid. A noble is not in habit to remember every maid existing in the establishment. They are trained to be as a shadow in the scenery, they may attend to the student body, but they were not loyal to anyone of them.

Noble, those, who she is; individuals bless by the Founder to wield magic. Furthermore, Tristain School of Magic is an institution responsible to teach and nurture such young witches and wizards the next new generation of nobles to be an effective member of society.

This is where she is now, dormitory in one of five towers encircling the palace with walls of stone structure. Its centre of comprise of lecture halls, rooms, and a mess hall.

As the maid closing the door as she exited, Louise contemplates her current predicament. A noblewoman never clothed herself if a servant is present. She just dismisses the only servant assign by Head Maid for this month. She tries to get a glimpse of her room, pry against hope that a pair of clean uniform ready for her use. A set of her uniform at left corner of her bed-chamber 'Thanks the Founder!'

Her school uniform was designed to worn by nobility. As such, the buttons was situate for the helper to fasten and a long mantel with Tristain emblem denote its wearer, as a noble of its kingdom. Thus, it comes to no surprise that the young noblewoman struggling to wear her own garment.

It cannot be helped though, the maid mere present disturbs her greatly. The maid reminds her of the silent torture she endures every night she dreams of this Kyoko person. She is obviously a noblewoman of some influence in the court. Her lover is also a noble, but with lower status. That is why they meet in secret.

The story is more common than anyone realises, too much reading material and novel using this as premises. She would chunk it up, as a fantasy-dreaming if is not how emotional she felt when she was as Kyoko. She still remembers every touched, saw, heard and smelled. She felt Kyoko's joy, sorrow and... Love

The dream always leaves her in grieverence, confusion, and hollow every time she awakes. What they shared was so precious, so enthralling than what she has with the Viscount seem meagre by comparison.

"Enough is enough; I have to get hold of myself!" As she done wearing her uniform, she steps out of her chamber with new determination. Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière, an seventeen years old noblewoman and a sophomore at the Tristain School of Magic, is ready to begin her day with the most sacred rite for sophomore to take.

The Familiar Summoning...

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"Oh ho, someone in high spirit today"

Oh no, no, no, no, no, NO! Why would she have to deal with this now!That bitch always bothers her in importune of times. She always presents in her everyembarrassments moment. It always grates Louise that she somehow knew every those moment were.

"I've no to time for this Zerbst", venom sip clearly in her voice. Kirche Augusta Frederica von Anhalt-Zerbst, a Germanian noblewoman flaunts her ass-asset like a harlot she was. Except processing fire magic, she acted nothing like noble should, she wears provocatively, and she flirts shamelessly and seduces countless men. Men flock to her bre-bre-breast like a bee to the honey. Rumour has it; she had slept with a quarter of the men population.

"So easy to tease Louise the Zero", the Zerbst mocked her. Kirche of Zerbst Family often taught as gorgeous, beautiful, and sexy. Everybody knew this; she knew this. Every hot-blooded teenage male fall victim of this slut, a fact she took every advantage of; never in malevolence, but enough to get things her way. The resident redhead has a slender, mature body, her hair grown to her waist. The tanned skin and her big boob really give the exotic looks of this harlot.

"What fuse you're temper so hmm", 'You are'.

"It's a fine day today, the sky is clear, and the weather is great. It's perfect for summoning, don't you agree?"

"Of course, I will summon a familiar today"

"You?"

"Yes!"

"Oh, ha, ha, ha, good luck with that Louise the Zero. I have a familiar to summon, bye~"

"That woman, it just Louise, not the Zero. I will show her, I'll summon the most beautiful, and powerful familiar ever!"

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It has been hours after the sunrise, couples of the students and their familiars interacting with each other. The masters were laughing, talking, and nuzzling their familiar. Some even cuddling the said animal, even though she personally would not ever do so. "I know a perfect name for you! How about Robin? Would you like that name Robin?" Montmorency the Flood got herself a frog, a frog!A slimy mosquito-eating amphibian frog and she named it Robin. The said amphibian not even looks like a robin.

Oh, Louise can tolerate slimy creature, she has no problem with it. All her classmates except for Tabitha had already done the ritual. That slut has just finished summoning a Salamander of all things, that it has taken instantaneous liking of its master. She really is Kirche the Subtle Heat. It runs in the boobs, I mean it runs in the blood.

'Zerbst, you're lucky bitch. How am I going to compete with that?'

"Ms. Tabitha, please come forward" Professor Colbert called, his fellow staff user complies mutely as she walks toward the centre of the school yard. She is hard to talk to; her tendency to remain silent if not one word conversations make her an enigma to everybody else. Everybody else excludes the Zerbst, that redhead seems to understand Tabitha the most than anyone else does. It's either that or Zerbst is making up the sentences and Tabitha is her mutely self, not bothering to correct her.

Tabitha lifts her staff slightly upward, "I, Tabitha the Snowstorm; In the name of the great Five Pentagon Powers, summon you" she then put the bottom of the staff on the ground.

'IT SO SHORT', thought everyone as they sweat dropped. Tabitha is a mysterious person. Always by herself, spends all of her time reading, and mute most of the time makes all people knew about her is, her name and her nationality. This soon-to-be honour student are expected to excel in everything she has done. This ritual was no different; no one can help to feel disappointed of this short spell. They expect nothing but beautiful words to come out her mouth. In retrospect, knowing how eloquent she is, that is their fault to demand many things from the petite maiden.

Then it happens, a pink spherical light made of unfathomable writing begun to appear. The radius of two metre wide made any summoning rituals of other familiar were small, only one metre in diameter. A dragon appears at the centre of the spiral.

Aloud voices erupt between the students. Some with awe, other with excitement as they were not to blame for this sound pollution. Prof. Colbert is among the best in his field. He knows early that the size of rune circle is a true indicator of a mage power. It requires enormous power to summon a familiar. The more powerful the mage is, the bigger the spiral is. The fact that a blue-skinned dragon just appears out of the rune solidities his theory is enough to gain his footing faster.

"Silent!" Prof. Colbert amplifies with his staff. His stern facade works. Now the situation is controlled, he must complete the ceremony. "Ms. Tabitha, if you would?"

"Kyuu, kyuu!" the dragon seems eager as its kyuu-ing for her soon-to-be partner.

"Pentagon of the Five Elemental Powers, grant your blessings upon this creature and bind it as my familiar." Tabitha, still as composed as ever kisses the blue dragon without hesitation on the lips. It looks awkward as the dragon is very tall.

Yep, really awkward; Not to mention the dragon has a long neck.

"Ms. Vallière!"

"Yes!"

"Come forward!" he should tone down his voice, but while still got his Angry Mood. Why not use it to make them finish it faster. Founder knows how long this day is.

As she reaches in the centre of the courtyard, Louise felt nervous, extremely nervous. Never in-recorded history has anyone failed to summon a familiar. If she fails to summon one, she would be expelled from the school. She would bring shame to his family. She cannot even phantoms, what will her mother do to her-'STOP!'

This time, she cannot stop shivering. The mocking, the laugher, is but a mere noise to her now. She picks her wand for its holster. Holding it tight as if her very life depends on it and it may be so, whenever her mother involves.

"My-my servant that existed somewhere in this vast universe, my divine, beautiful, wise, powerful servant, heed my call, I wish from the very bottom of my heart and add to my guidance and appear!"

Nothing happens, not even the usual smog explosion.

If what happened to Tabitha generate so much laugher and chaos, it pale in comparison for Louise summoning. It ranges from "We're saved!" to "What do you aspect from Zero!" It's understandable fire come from the Professor Colbert... literally.

"Ms. Louise" no responds from her. She still in shock, this must have shaken her more than her other failures. Therefore, he calls again, sterner this time.

"Professor Colbert, let-let me try again. I pro-"

"Calm down Ms. Vallière. You can redo it again. Use the standard this time"

Thanks the Founder! She wipes away her tears; Prof. Colbert was kind enough to grant this second chance. The incantations are not restricted to the words alone. It varies from the contract to the familiar and the will power of the caster.

Any mage can revise their own chant. They have to visualise and supply their will power to make it happen. It's only for summoning spells thou, because the chant is also a contract proposal. It can be used for a binding contract of any kind.

As she stands again, as all of the second year's student and teacher watching and talking, all that now becomes noise. Louise holds her wand, pointing it front of her, coincidentally at the Professor.

"I, Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière"

Her wand began to glow, a white, bright like blinding the eyes of everyone who gaze upon it. People cover their eyes with their hand, but the light keeps bright shinier as she continues.

"In the name of the great Five Pentagon Powers-"

"I promise thou, my love. Benzaitēn the goddess of love as my witness, I, as a samurai and an Onmyōji, I come back to thou whatever it takes.

A dream of last night comes unbidden as she continues. Even in this critical moment, the dreams that have her haunted for months now cruelly chocking, demanding of her attention.

"... following my fate, summon a-"

She can chant no longer, her vocal cord clogging on her, the chant continuation she remembers so well fell out of her grasp. She feels terrify, she continues to struggle. To everybody she must have seen as shivering. 'As a result of the nightfall' they thought, if only they knew. She continues the useless struggling until she heard a voice, his voice.

Let it be known that I am being with thou always. We always art touching, yet not touching; always apart, yet not apart"

With that, any meagre will she put up vanish. Somehow, his voice has a power to calm her. Thus, Louise let it.

"Abiding by the summons of the Founder

I hereby propose!

Silent her only reply, confusion about her babel ability confuse the student body, even her nemesis.

Thou shalt come under my command

Therefore, thy sword shalt control my fate"

It took Louise to forth stanza for her to realise her own voice talking again. In not in any language she has ever spoken before, not in ancient language she knows except thatlanguage, the language she finds herself using is that place language.

She now can speak Nihōngo very fluently.

"In the name of the great Five Pentagon Powers;

I hereby swear to the soul of my fate

I am all that is good and the disposer of evil in the eternal world

Let Guardian of the heaven bear witness to this pledge"

The rune on the ground is not only glowing, it's shrinking Colbert notice. Ms. Louise gibberish may have some effect after all. He thought her using more or less the same willpower in her chanting until a large sphere of black and white combine together. The spherical that Ms. Vallière stand on to appear identical opposite to her, but in different colours, it reminds him of two tadpole caching each other tail. What language she uses? Professor Jan Colbert will know this later: this is the first time he looks upon a Ying-Yang symbol.

"My wisdom by Genbūof the north

My compassion by Seiryū of the east

My grace by Suzaku of the south

My perseverance by Byakkō of the west"

By each stanza, a new alien symbol appearing. 'This is amazing, absolutely amazing! ' He thought with glee. 'I must learn these runes and language'.

"I,Louise Françoise Le Blanc de La Vallière;

If thou dost accede to this will and reason, then answer me!

COME FORTH FROM THE CIRCLE CONSTRAINT"

A beam of light as big as the diameter of the magic circle strikes downward from the heaven. It took a while for Jan recover from the light, as he looks at the magic circle again. He knew he pass the point to be shocked, because his blank mind can stomach is not this.

A young man appears.

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Revise: 3/6/13

AN: This is the first story that I plan to write before 'Gundam SEED: FORCE Emerge' but never got the chance. This is the practise for GS: FE love scenes. This experimentation will never be ignored or abandon even if I reach the intended goal, merely delayed in favour of GD: FE. If you are reading this chapter and like it. Please give GS: FE and my new Star Wars story a chance.

Glossary of things you may or may not news

Benzaitēn is the Japanese Goddess of love, beauty, eloquence and music, as well as a sea Goddess.

'An' also means 'if' in archaic words.

Nihōngo: Japanese language