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Chapter One: Playing the Fool

The boy saw darkness, darker than black. No matter where he looked, he cannot see any form of light, and his feet didn't feel to be on anything, as if he's floating. Quite strange, the boy thought. It must be a dream…

Then he heard it, the sound of rattling chains, from, strangely at his head. It was the only way he could describe it, since it didn't feel far or behind him. A continuous rattling inside his head, and he cannot help but be curious about it. What was making noise, and why?

A few moments later, a black-white scene played in front of him, but it was too dark to tell what kind of scene was it. What he can tell however, was a large moving circle with some designs on it, and a person standing on it while chanting. Perhaps, the boy thought, a magic circle?

The next part was too blurry for him to see, only a… beam of sort going straight up… or something.

…The boy wondered if he's watching some Magical Girls show or something.

The boy realized that beam started to curve in many directions, going zigzag before rushing itself quickly towards… him?

Wait, what? Was the boy's only thought before the large beam hit hi…

Uminari City, a Certain Young master's new home.

Light was shined between the covered curtains, hitting the young boy's face. After a while, he sat up, groggily rubbing his eyes in annoyance. The boy was definitely not a morning person, that's for sure.

"…So, it's a dream." He muttered in a blank expression, though the tone was quite different, it's either a relieved or a disappointment. Whatever it was, the boy stood up and readied to go for a quick shower to clear his head. Even so, he couldn't shake what he saw in the dream off, as if it's an omen to come.

The house the young master is living in, a two-storey building was located just outskirts the city, near the school he's going to. There were some walls surrounding the area, and there's even a garden in it, accessed by the deck just at the side. Very few people pass around the area, and it's quite near the shopping district, so for him, it's quite a nice place for him to get some ingredients.

The city itself wasn't as technologically advanced as Tatsumi Port Island, but the area was quite a good change of pace when compared to the latter. He felt more… free, to put it simply.

Walking down towards the kitchen area (quite normal, the average size and things in a normal family household in Japan) he wasn't surprised to see the maid-now-guardian (wearing a casual get-up instead of the maid outfit) cooking some fried eggs for breakfast. The same could not be said for the latter, though, when she saw the young man approaching.

"Oh, young master. You're quite early today." The maid said in surprise. This was a normal reaction. Most of the time the boy would've sleep like a log, and will woke up around half an hour before going to school, it's even stranger since today is a Sunday.

"It's nothing, just having an unusual dream." The boy took a bite on the toast prepared beforehand, shaking his head in irritation as the dream refused to be forgotten.

The maid put the fried eggs on a plate and began to cook another pair, questioning the young master again, albeit hesitantly. "Dreams? Could it be… the accident?"

The boy shook his head in response, before realizing that the maid had her back towards him, her attention still and the frying pan. "No, nothing of that sort. Just some weird dream that I really can't put a finger on…"

The maid had finished the eggs, and was now carrying a set of plated fried eggs towards the dining table, where the boy helped rearranging for some space. "Oh, then pray tell what kind of dream is it."

And so the boy told her. From the darkness to the sound of chains and even the beam that was shot towards him. The maid listened to his story with a stoic expression, but to the boy who knows her for years, she was listening the story quite attentively. Finally, after finishing it, she politely clean up her mouth with a tissue (the boy noted that she ate a lot) before saying, "That's like a Magical Girl story."

The young master couldn't help but blink at her explanation. He clearly did not understand the reason, so he urged the maid to explain. "To me, your dream is like a magical girl story where a friend of the girl was captured and the magical girl decided to defeat the villain, which in the case you, and decided to blow you up to kingdoms come."

The young master stared incredulously at the maid. He wanted, no, he really wanted to ask how the heck did she managed to get that kind of silly explanation from her. Her response, "You're a boy, young master, so you wouldn't understand."

…The boy decided to shut up, just to clear the headache from her explanation. He got this feeling that if he continued to argue, his brain will pop.

Shaking his head, the young master released a sigh. "But, really, magical girls? Must be influence from Nanoha…"

The teen maid couldn't help but grin when the blue-haired boy said that. It seems the young master is now more of his old self right now, more open to his feelings. It was an improvement, when compared to before…

Six months ago, at the Family's household…

A few days after the accident claim the lives of the young master's parents; the lone maid was quickly checking all the belongings, trying to see if she had left anything. After seeing that she truly packed everything away, she looked worriedly at the orphaned master.

The young master right now was unlike himself, or rather what a child his age should act. Most children would be crying their eyes out, sniffing and making a tantrum at the injustice happening to them. The people taking care of them were now gone, and now they're truly alone, so they would logically be sad, right?

The blue-haired boy, however, was completely silent, even looked okay about it. It's like he doesn't care about them, whether they're alive or not. It is true though that's usually alone for a certain amount of time, but at those times, she would be taking care of the young master.

It's as if he's a different person now, and his dead parents are but strangers to him. Even though she said that, she still believed that the young master was truly sad deep inside, but clammed all of it up just to not worry her.

If that was true, then she would've feel very irritated instead. He's still a child, and children should let out their emotions more.

"Young master, Sayuri-san! It's time to leave!" A boisterous voice was heard outside. Shaking her head out of her previous thought and turned towards the young master. "Are you ready to go, young master?" She asked hesitantly.

After a while (which felt way more than that from the maid), the boy slowly nodded. "…Yeah, I'm ready."

His answer didn't bring that much to her, she realized.

"Both of you wearing your seat belts already?" the owner of the boisterous voice asked, in which both of them nodded.

Said owner of voice was a middle age man with a face that can make children cry, but the smile he's sporting made his face look funnier. Wearing a loose jacket above his business clothes, he looks more akin to a Yakuza, which is not far from the truth, as he technically is. This was one of the bodyguards of the main's family head, and he was requested to bodyguard (and transport a few stuff with a few of his men) the young master and maid. Even though the job is supposed to be a chore, but the man and his underlings didn't seem to mind it.

When the maid (in casual clothing), who returned after leaving to get some stuff for their new house, first saw them carrying stuff from the house to a truck, she initially thought that they were thieves trying to rob the house. In her defense though, she was still emotionally distraught of the death of the young master's parents and the emotionless young master. She took out her hidden weapons (some knives and stun guns) before rushing there and knocked out the nearest one out, a ball man with a scar on his back head. Before the others could react, she began to delivered kick the jaw of the another person, making him fall backwards before Kano-san held one of his arms and easily judo-flip the guy to another person.

She takes the job of protecting the young master and the house seriously, that Kano Sayuri.

The suspicious people managed to grasp the situation, and a few of them in anger rushed towards the maid. The maid got ready to use the stun again when they rushed, but before an all out brawl could happen…

"What's going on here?"

…the head honcho entered the scene, the young master in tow, just got back from school.

Upon his appearance, everyone bowed in greeting, to everyone sans the leader's shock. After a few explanations (and embarrassment of Kano Sayuri) from everyone, the first thing the head did was laugh, hard. The young master was still stoic, but a few people swore they saw a smile there in a quarter of a second.

Admittedly, Sayuri-san didn't deal with any of the shady backgrounds of the family (due to her previous life) and didn't get to know any of them, which was the reason the head easily forgive her for not knowing. That doesn't make it less embarrassing from the maid though.

Likewise, the yakuza forgive her easily, which came as a surprise for the maid, since she did hurt a few of those members just now. It seems that many of them were used to misunderstandings happening, mostly from their looks and how threatening they looked. The maid still express apologies to the trio she hurt.

And now here she was, sitting in a car with the young master in one of the cars they used to transport their stuff with one of the yakuza friends. She realized that fate like to turn strangely at times.

When she looked at the young master however, he seemed to be distracted by something, as he looked outside of the window. The maid first thought that he was looking at the house (in which that he's not actually ready) but when questioned about it, she realized that he actually had not.

"Are you sure, you're okay, young master?" the maid asked with worry. Seeing him nodding, the yakuza driver asked instead.

"Are you sure you're okay, young master? You didn't forget anything, or maybe you wanna pee? Or maybe one of the boys did something to the house?" Those last words had disgust in them. A deadpan look was sent towards the yakuza as an answer.

The blue-haired boy shook his head again, before saying, "Yes, I'm alright, and no, it's nothing."

Both maid and driver looked at each other worriedly, but decided to ignore it and drive off, while the boy continued looking at the blue butterfly growing smaller by the distance.

"…ZZZ…" the quiet sound of the young master sleeping peacefully was heard as the truck moves carefully towards the streets while music was playing inside.

It was just after midday, where the delivery trucks just passed through the Tatsumi Port Island's bridge (Sayuri felt sad as she looked at it) and thankfully, they weren't as many cars as she thought; so they would arrive safely at their new home.

Upon seeing the boy sleeping on her lap peacefully, the girl couldn't help but smile at his innocent expression, patting his head gently. "Even though he changes much after accident, young master is still young master after all…" she muttered.

"…Wait, so he's really asleep?" the driver exclaimed in surprise. Seeing the maid nodded, he sighed as they passed through a construction site. "Huh, guess the accident really knocked some steam out of him."

Even though what the man said was true, the fact he said it casually had irked the maid somewhat. But she didn't want to wake up the young master, so she settled with a threat instead. "…What do you mean…?"

The man blinked at the hostile tone but then realize that what he said might sound insensitive to her. "No, no, no, I didn't mean to insult the young master's family or something. I just got used to my boys saying that that I responded you like I've responded to my boys."

The maid gave a mean look at the driver, before sighing. After a quiet while, she started speaking again. "…I'm sorry; I guess I'm still not through their death."

"That makes the two of us, then." The yakuza replied in a surprisingly somber tone, surprising the maid. Feeling curious, she decided to ask him about it.

"My apologies if I'm being insensitive, but what do you mean?" When he didn't answer for a few seconds, thinking she offended him, she added quickly, "You don't have to tell if you don't want, I was just being curious about it."

After a while, passing through the large building, and stopping at the red-light, he started to say. "…Well, since you're related to them, I guess I can tell you. Do you the backstreets of Tatsumi Port Island?"

Sayuri gave a curt yes. The place itself was a back alley, a place where groups of large people, usually rebellious teenagers or gangs gather, usually having fun or black-marketing. But what does that relate to him? Isn't he a yakuza? So it wouldn't be too unusual for him to be there before.

"I and my men were homeless people living there." -! Homeless? "At that time, my company went bankrupt, and many of us lose our income and a place to stay. We didn't know what to do when we lost everything. Without any money, we have to get some scraps from the leftovers, sometimes even stealing in desperation."

The maid looked quietly at the confessing man. Truthfully she felt a small pity, but then again, there are many homeless people that might live a harsher life than that. She does felt some hate to herself for thinking that, but he's right now working for the yakuza, so his income should be large this time.

"After some time, we began questioning among ourselves. Who was responsible for our miserable lives? Who do we blame for this injustice among us? Everyone's boiling point was at their peak, so everyone went towards the company that destroyed our lives and future." Here, the yakuza gave a laugh. "Never in my wildest dreams that I realize that the company we were going to destroy be the ones to change our lives for the better."

At that confession, the maid could only respond with a deadpan "What?" To those close to her though, they would comment that she was genuinely surprised by it.

The man gave a small chuckle, before continued saying, "We gathered many things we could get as a weapon, be it a bar, a metal rod, a spiked bat, a folded chair, some bottles and even some sticks! Before we even get the chance to get our revenge though, those guys attacked us first. It was funny, we were planning those guys and they decided to attack us first. It was a one-sided slaughter, I tell ya."

Another laugh came from the man. "We were completely defeated, but surprisingly, none of the boys got killed, only captured. Of course, having the head staring at you and judging before the verdict isn't exactly any better." The driver shivered at the memory. "Of course, before he delivered him, the young master's parents came."

-! "It seems that they were leaving for some work before hearing the commotion. Madam Yuuki stopped the head from doing anything rash, the Sir Yuuki in tow. She even gave us food before asking us the reason we attacked. After telling, she managed to convince the head to hire us. We were shocked when she said that, so I decided to ask her the reason for that." He sighed wistfully before continuing. "Do you know what she said? "Because I want to. Everyone deserve second chances, right?""

A soft smile could be seen on his face. "To us at that time, she was angel sent from the heavens to help us. We, in the pit of despair, were pulled away by her kindness, and we were hired even, giving a second chance in our life. It was quite amazing how our changes like that in one day…"

The man shook his head. "But anyway, that's enough back stories. From that point on, we promised ourselves that we would one day pay her back for all her kindness she has given to us. But then," his tone become somber, and the maid knew what he was going to say. "…that happened…"

She nodded in sadness. That accident that had claim those people's life made their debt unpaid. Some might be happy from the release of their debt unpaid, but an act of kindness isn't something that can be taken lightly. She herself wanted to pay back the Yuuki's for taking care of her, but now…

"So that's why I decided to help." The man said; his voice now with conviction. "Since I can't pay them back, I will make sure the young master will have a happy life, and making sure he's not miserable again. While my men and I can't help you in taking care of him alone, if you need to help, you know who to call."

The maid gave a gentle smile before thanking at the Yakuza. The man driving right now was indeed a very kind person, helping them in packing up. Even thought they were paying a debt, she herself would do the same even if she's not the maid. She knew… hold on, the maid thought. What did that person just say?

"…You said, taking care of the young master alone?" She asked again, hoping that she might be hearing it wrong.

The yakuza's voice now was clearly in confusion. "Wait, the head didn't tell you? I remembered he said that you were already told before…"

The maid now rack up her brain, trying to find anything if the head of the household had saying anything resemblance to that. Few seconds passed, before she remembered that in the hotel, before leaving, she was given a letter of some kind.

She quickly checked her right pocket (it was lucky that the young master was laying his head from the left) before finding a letter. Opening it, she realized that the head indeed made only her taking care of him. A more correct term is that, from today onwards, she'll be his guardian. There was even her sign on it without her realizing, a genuine sign even.

…She wondered when she did this without her realizing. Really, that sneaky old fox…

"…Um, best of wishes?" the maid sighed but was still thankful or the yakuza's concern.

Speaking of yakuza… the maid looked at the yakuza man again, who was looking very sheepish despite looking at the front. "Can I ask another question?"

"Hm?"

"Why do you ... nice? Yakuza aren't very famous for the normal language."

"Oh, that," the driver gave a grin. "You beat some of my boys, and you're an acquaintance of the Yuuki's. What's not to respect someone like that?"

Back to present time

The maid-now-guardian sighed. Truth to be told, she was quite thankful that the some part of the yakuza were willing to help her, even though she never asked. The new home they're living in was quite spacious though, enough for a lot of people living here. Without their help, she won't be able to fully put all their packed stuff in less than a day.

Of course, saying, even though she's a maid and she had taken of children before, but she never had an opportunity to be a guardian of a child. Never the less, she took this job seriously and acted as a surrogate mother to the young master at all times.

…Even though he pointed out that she's too young to be his mother.

"Kano-san, is something wrong?" said boy asked, derailing her thoughts. "You kinda spaced out there…"

In response, the girl blinked and looked at the child. "No, it's nothing. Just remembering the time when we started living here. It's quite scary on how we got used to living here, no?"

The boy stared at her strangely, before shaking his head. "Really? I thought it was human nature to get used to their surroundings."

"I know that," the maid took a bite on some fried eggs. "But, to think both of us living here so easily in just a few months, it's almost a miracle."

"Like I said, human's ability to adapt," he finished the last of his toast before standing up and bringing his plates into the kitchen sink before cleaning the plates.

This was a rule set by the young master, in case she's unavailable, he need to get independent quickly. This was quickly denied by her, saying that as the maid, it's her job to do the household chores, but it seems that the young master has inherited the stubbornness of his grandfather. It was quite a chore, but in the end, they got a compromise.

He can do housework, but only under her observation. Until she gave a good grade at it, when she leaves, the young master would stay at the home of one of his friends. Naturally, she will never allow herself to give a very good grade to the young master, as it is for his safety.

Noticing the young master going upstairs after finish cleaning, she couldn't help but ask him, even though she knew what. "Going to work again?"

The boy nodded in response, before running up. After a while, he went down and towards the wearing a blue jacket over a white sweater with some nice trousers. "That too, but there's also going to be a new volume of the manga I'm reading today. I want to buy it before it sold out."

The maid gave a small smile. The boy truly had changed back to his previous selves, if only barely. Even so, every little bit counts. "If you're going out, can you please buy some cakes at Midoriya?"

The boy gave a small sigh before agreeing. "Sure, just call me if you need anything else!"

After the boy left, the maid had finished cleaning some of her plates before looking at the boy's cleaning handiwork. She couldn't help but sigh at how good he was at cleaning (though he says that it's due to her teaching).

Looks like she need to put up the ante.

Uminari City has many shops in the area, of many different varieties too. So to people who enjoying many stuff and applications, this place would be a perfect place to live. There's also greenery in the place too, but the main attraction of the place would definitely be the shopping districts.

It was quite a shame that the comic book store is on a far end, just passing through the school, but for the boy it was quite worth it. While his expression is as blank as ever, one could see a small smile forming on his face.

"Alright, need to buy some cakes." Nodding to himself, he went towards near the front of the train station, passing through the people doing their daily work and chatting to each other, mostly teenagers. It wasn't that surprising, since it's a Sunday. At the area he's heading, there was a cake shop there, with the kanji, Midoriya on the signboard attached on top of it.

-RING-

"Welcome-oh, Makoto-kun, you're quite here early." A light-browned haired older woman greeted him. She is Takamachi Momoko, the mother of Nanoha, and the maker of all the sweets in Midoriya. The place is quite popular with the school girls who are returning from school, and even some of the ladies in the neighborhood. Kano-san usually bought the sweets here (she's quite a sweet tooth), but most of the time, he would buying the thing. He does admit that the cakes here are quite delicious.

"Ah, I got something to buy this early in the morning, so I decided to go there for now. Is Nanoha out already?" the boy went towards the staff room and got ready to put on an apron.

"Yes, she said she's having a tea-party at the Tsukimuras with Kyouya in tow." Kyouya-san's the big brother of Nanoha, and the eldest, by the way. "Didn't she tell you, Makoto-kun?"

The boy nodded. "Ah, she did. I was going to return the book I borrowed from her last time, so I thought I could meet up with her." The boy was now wearing an apron instead of a jacket as he leaves the staff.

"I see. You could put on the table near the dining room. I'm sure she would know that." The front door's bell rang again, and Momoko-san welcomed them in like a good host.

The boy, Yuuki Makoto, was a worker at Midoriya during the Sundays. It was on his own decision of wanting to be independent that allowed him to make that choice. The maid was there at that time, but she didn't stop him, to the boy's surprise, but instead agreed to it, as she's going to the shopping district during that time. Kano doesn't want the young man to live alone in the house, so she agreed to it. Of course, she also told the reason the Momoko-san. She herself believed that the boy needs a mother's touch, even though she's not his mother.

He was a hit to the girls in the area, whether they're customers or workers, seeing a cute child (his stoic expression just made him cuter, some of them says) so at Sundays, Midoriya would be full of people buying and visiting. He doesn't work there for free, of course. Instead, they pay him with some pocket money, having some lunch there, Momoko-san teaching him how to make cakes or a combination of the three, the latter happening many times due to the boy's request.

…What, he likes sweets.

Either way, it was the usual daily work of Yuuki Makoto.

Evening

"…What to do, what to do…" the boy muttered, on his carrying a bag with a manga inside and two box of six slices of cakes, three in each box.

He was just finished working at the Midoriya, (and barely avoiding the workers cuddling) and was just leaving the place, seeing that it's late and all (it was also the time he usually go back, so it wouldn't be a surprise), but the problem was the two box he's holding. It seems to be a reward of some sort for working extra hard today, according to Momoko-san, but he doesn't feel that he work any different from before. Still, it would be rude for him to deny her kindness, so he thanked her before going out.

That left him with the problem of having two box, which by logical thinking, is not supposed to be hard at all. Kano-san's a sweet tooth, and very much so. If she saw the two boxes, she would definitely glowed in delight before eating them happily. The boy can handle his taste buds, so he wouldn't really care about it, but he feel like a heel, seemingly taking advantage of the extra gift…

…He should stop thinking now. Just accept her kindness and… hmm? The boy stopped his walk and looked at a cake shop (another one, mind you).

The shop also sold cakes here, but unlike the Midoriya, it's a pure sweet shop, without any drinks for the people. It's quite popular with kids, but Makoto didn't feel like going towards it even before knowing of Midoriya. What caught his attention wasn't the shop, but a single person standing in front of the window, where it shows the many selection of cake slice.

A young girl, looking as old as Nanoha, was staring at the place. She had blonde hair tied in twin tails, and having red eyes (he recall the girl with the silver barrettes having red, or was it brown?) wearing casual black clothes, ribbons attached to her chest and skirt. If it was only that though, he won't really care much about her, but what caught his attention was the look on her eyes.

Sadness. It was the only thing recognized, but it worried him. Her sadness was deep enough to be seen, and yet she doesn't show it. What makes her so sad like that?

The boy didn't realize that he had been staring at her long enough to notice by her, so when she turned to look at him, he could not help but be surprise. "Can I help you?"

The boy tried rubbing his head sheepishly, but realized that his hands are full. "Ah, I'm sorry. I was just curious."

The girl looked at him quizzically, but did not react. The boy decided to approach her, while looking if there were any sweets that he wanted to buy.

…

…

…

…The silence was really suffocating to the boy. The girl was a total stranger, and here he was, looking at her like some kind of pervert. He rattled his mind to try and think of a topic for them to talk about… oh, yeah.

"So anyway," he began, not looking at her. "What are you doing here for? Buying some sweets?" A moment later, he mentally whacked himself for the stupidity of his question. Of course she would! That's why she's here, right!?

To the surprise of the blue-haired boy, she answered his question. "I was… looking a souvenir."

"A souvenir? For who?"

"My mother," he could tell that there was a small tone of happiness in it, though there was also a hint of fear in it. "She has been working on something and I've been helping her with it, but I wish that she wouldn't… overwork herself in doing it."

"Ho, I see," so the girl was trying to find a present for her mother? But I guess she's not used to buying stuff for her. And here he was, wasting her time in talking useless chatter with him. "Sorry then, sorry for wasting your time."

The girl shook her head. 'It's alright. You did nothing wrong."

The boy mentally sighed. This girl was really kind, always worrying about her mother and being apologetic about me talking to her. But still, he felt the need to apologize, so what could he…

"In that case," the boy handed one of the boxes to the blond-haired girl. "Here's some cake for you and your mother."

The girl was surprised, and he didn't blame her. "Eh, but…"

"Don't worry," the boy replied. "Just take it as a token of apology. Besides, you should be with your family more. I already got enough for mine," he motioned at the other box "and this is just an extra. So don't worry too much."

The girl seemed hesitant to accept the gift, but in the end, she relented. "Thank you," she gave a small nod.

"Don't worry about it, it's nothing much." The boy then realized that it was getting late. "Well, it's quite late today, so I better get going. Hope you're happy with your mother." He ran towards his house, he himself lost in the crowd, while the girl stared curiously at the small given.

'Fate?' A telepathic voice was heard in the girl's head.

"It's nothing, Alph. I just got some cake."

Nighttime, at the Yuuki household

The boy didn't get any scolding from the maid thankfully, so the day went without much of a hitch. However, the boy wasn't happy tonight, and it's not because he didn't have dinner (he had it), but because of what transpired.

Looking at his phone grimly, Makoto looked at what was written by one of Nanoha's friends. It was the time where they went for a tea-party (he rejected, as he got work to do), but it seemed Nanoha somehow got injured, not bad at least, but it seems that Nanoha wasn't completely telling the reason she's like that. Or as he liked to call it, playing the fool.

That irked him somewhat. He does understand that people need to keep secrets, but is that secret worth keeping if you got hurt? Might be an opinionated choice, but he felt that it wasn't worth it.

But even so, he could not force her to tell. He respects someone's privacy, so he should not ask unless it's too much for her.

Sighing and closing the phone, he decided to get some sleep since its late and all. Today has been a long day and he- …hmm?

The boy blinked as he saw something unusual on top of the roof, very near the window. Opening said window, what he saw was indeed unusual, as he took it and gave it a detailed look.

It was… a blue jewel, the boy realized, although it's smaller than the average he sees usually back home. It looks really pretty too, but how did it get here in the first place?

….Whatever, the boy put the item at his drawer. Sleep first, answer later. It's almost that time, anyway.

The boy pulled the covers onto him and gave a deep sleep.

Midnight

The clock stroke twelve; and the world turn an unearthly green. Water became blood, while the moon glowed in an eerie colour. Electronic devices, be it phones, or motorcycles became powerless. The people, except a small few, become coffins living in the night, while the world was trapped in another hour.

The boy was blissfully asleep, unaware of the world before him, but at6 his drawer, where he put the object, the Jewel Seed glowed, showing the Roman Number four (IV) and giving off light and energy. But nobody, not even the two magical girls noticed it tonight, as there were trapped in the coffin, laying in rest…

-TO BE CONTINUED-

Author's notes:

Finish another chapter of this, though I feel that some of the characters (especially Fate) are acting OOC (and my writing sucks). It's been a while since I watch Nanoha, so I might as well watch it again (and played the games again, at least)

D.Z.: …You need to brush up your knowledge.

I know that, you. Now then, if you guys don't know, this was in the 4th episode of Nanoha, where our blue-haired wonder already knew her. The next chapter will cover their initial meeting with each other, and some other stuff. Oh, replying people too:-

Ralf07: This chapter will tell you the answer. Though admittedly, the Prologue was made before the movie name was revealed.

Bboy46: Dunno if this is to your liking, but hope you enjoy it!

Review if you want, not gonna force you to do it.