Do not own stay night or anything of the fate franchise

PS: first fic and have exams comming up. Hope reviews can help me improve in my using of the website thank you Futhermore, I don't know how to line break.

upon the rise of morning, the sun's ras filtered through the windows of the lightless room. A young man of fiery aurben hair and golden eyes of glittering bright stars, lay there in a trance, as his experience and joys, and distresses all filtered through his mind.

Fire

Burning fire consumed the boy, not once ,twice, but so numerous that he couldn't count. Yet he could not forget the first fire that killed and brought to the the world, the boy known as Shirou Emiya.

The path of a hero was what he believed himself to deserve, advancing on without regret.

He died alone because of it.

Yet, of all the things that could of happened to him, he could not expect the sudden awakening and new life he would have found himself.

Now, now he had a family. A living family, with which he was still adopted to.

A sister of sweet innocence, a mother of the same attitude, two maids who he can interact quarrel and have fun with. And, the father that in his previous life died a broken yet peacful man. This new him that Shirou saw

was just as inspiring and caring. Even with that could exterior, everyone can see the warm care within.

The boy smiled again at these happy memories. And with a huff, got up and put on his everday uniform. It was time for his daily workout.

He creaped through the house silent as not to disturbe the sleeping logs. A slight peek into Illya's room brought a warm smile to his face as he saw the tranquil sleep.

Illya

His little sister's importance to him had become his new world's goal to protect. He did not understand the emotion for he did not previously have it in his other life. Yet, he still shall treasure it.

With cold determination, Shirou left the house. Hopefully nothing bad would happen today. It's not like today would be the day where Illya would be exposed to the moonlight world, Would it?

He silently washed that thought away as he slowly advanced towards his daily morning routine.

I should try increase my practise in tracing. Who knows when the need would be required.

Time skip(Next morning)

God Damn You Zelretch!

Somehow you were able to even ruin my new life. He grovelled in his failure as he reminised on last nights events. A kaleidostick if he remembered correctly just came through the window and slammed into his face.

In normal circumstances, That would've never happened. However, the fact that he was out of practice due to lack of battles, and he was unprepared for a small stick to come barraging through the window, and the fact

that Illya was there which meant I had to stay in my idiotic Older brother role had me most definatley pinned and allowed for that cheap attack to get me.

"I'll kill it one day, and make that Zelretch too" he thought as his bloodlust started excuding out equal to a certain red devil, causing a confused Leysritt to suddenly turn her head from the sudden killing intent

somewhere else in the building.

Speaking of which, for some reason I felt like she might've been here a few moments ago, thinking about it, didn't she move to this worlds clock tower. Well guess I have to just deal with it. Maybe becoming more serious

might have to be necassary, for, Being a magus is to walk with death.

and I will never let Illya have to experience that horrer.

I can't, Again.