AND ITS UP. Took me two weeks to actually gwt my lazy ass up and write. I really need some motivation. Anyways! Here it is and I hope you like it. And if you don't, just leave. It is for your own good. Now, back to whining like a bitch over my poor wrists. I also apologize for the odd swntence breaks if anyone else is getting them. Its seems as though copying and pasting from Google Docs isn't very compatible and refuses to be fixed. If anyone knows why please tell me.
1995, January 18th
Emiya Kiritsugu was worried.
He knew he was by no means an experienced parent, even if he had a daughter, but even he could see there was something wrong with Shirou. Of course he wouldn't be normal by any mean as he just survived an extremely traumatic experience. Even so, Shirou was not showing
any normal signs of trauma. He simply ignored anything regarding the fire and just insisted on
Kiritsugu teaching him magic.
No matter what he said to dissuade Shirou he couldn't discourage him from the path of a
magus. Kiritsugu didn't regret telling Shirou of what he was, but he did regret letting him know
that he could become a magus himself. Ever since he mentioned Shirou had the ability to use
magic he had continuously asked Kiritsugu to teach him.
And the only thing that made him feel worse about denying his son's attempts was what he saw in his eyes. When Kiritsugu looked into Shirou's eyes, all he saw was Fire. The cursed flame that scarred Fuyuki still lingered in Shirou's eyes, giving his golden eyes a reddish tone, like
cooling steel.
He tried to take Shirou's mind off magic by introducing him to their neighbor's granddaughter, Taiga Fujimura. Though she was the granddaughter of the local Yakuza boss, she was far from an evil soul In fact, she was the most childish and naive girl he had ever met. And he was married to Irisviel Von Einzbern. He had hoped that her childishness would rub off onto Shirou, maybe bring back his personality as it was before the Fire.
But it didn't work.
Shirou showed no change even after a month of Taiga coming over almost everyday. Even in all
of Taiga's naivety, she noticed his lack of life. And try as she might, she couldn't do a thing. She
even got her grandfather to buy her books on trauma in hopes that she could learn what was
wrong and help him fix it. But Shirou didn't change.
1995, May 16th
Kiritsugu had finally given in.
After almost five months of constant pleading, he had decided to just teach Shirou magecraft
and be done with it. He would teach him the basic magecraft all magi were taught and go no
farther. He would teach Shirou Structural Analysis, Projection, and Reinforcement, and nothing else.
What he didn't expect was Shirou's complete and utter inaptitude to actually perform the
magecraft. No matter what he tried or how he tried it, Shirou just couldn't get it right. And even
though Kiritsugu felt bad thinking it, he was happy beyond belief that Shirou couldn't do it. As
long as Shirou couldn't use magecraft, he would never get involved in the Moonlit world. And he
would be safe from his own enemies, like the Einzbern.
But while Kiritsugu rejoiced over Shirou's failings, Shirou himself noticed something.While he
could barely analyze the simplest of things, he could somehow understand the knife in the kitchen perfectly. He could tell it was crafted from Aogami steel, was manufactured by a small factory in Tokyo, and was barely used after it was bought, only three times when Kiritsugu needed cut a box open. Knowing Kiritsugu's reluctance to teach him, he didn't tell him, hoping to keep this
odd skill to himself for now.
1995, July 29th
He had been watching over Shirou for a while now, and he was noticing something. He was
hiding something. He already knew, Shirou rarely slept for more than a few hours every night.
He figured this out one night when he got up at night to relieve himself and peered into Shirou's
room to check on him, only to find him awake, sitting against the wall just staring forward, the
flames in his eyes moving hauntingly. Over the next few days he had done the same thing to
find Shirou did this almost every night. When he asked him about Shirou simply told him that he
doesn't need much sleep before going back to his activities.
That's why Kiritsugu found it to be strange that Shirou was always 'asleep' when he went to
check up on him at night after he mentioned it to him. One night, Kiritsugu put his old assassin
skills to use to check on him. Here he found Shirou sitting in the dark practicing magecraft.
While this alone wouldn't be enough to rose suspicion, it was the fact that he was doing it with seemingly minimal effort was. Kiritsugu watched as Shirou first Projected a common kitchen knife, then Reinforced it as best he could, and finally Analyzing it to check its condition. As he kept repeating the steps, Kiritsugu found himself lost in thought. He had thought Shirou was terrible at magic, yet here he was performing the spells with ease.
1995, August 11th
The school year would be starting again soon, and Kiritsugu was conflicted on whether or not he would have Shirou go. He was worried Shirou wouldn't do well with his current demeanor and
how the other students would treat him. But he was even more worried about how Shirou would
react to going to school again. It would help if Shirou actually made friends his own age, but it
was obvious he wanted nothing to do with friends and would rather study magecraft. Finally coming to a decision, Kiritsugu decided it would be best if he homeschooled Shirou himself.
1995, November 2nd
It had been a few months since he started to homeschool Shirou in the basics of public
education. Though Kiritsugu wasn't college degree professor, he certainly knew his way around the basic subjects. So far Shirou had absorbed the knowledge like a sponge, his powerful memory helping him learn quickly. What Kiritsugu didn't know was that Shirou had learned to use Structural Analysis to read the books in an instant. Truly, magecraft was a powerful thing.
1995, December 19th
By now Kiritsugu had learned enough about Shirou's nighttime training that he had a slight
grasp on the situation. Shirou was absolutely terrible at magecraft. Except where anything
bladed was involved. Anytime Shirou picked up a knife, he could cast all of the basic spells
without any trouble. And the farther he got from a blade, he had more trouble casting the spells.
With that in mind, Kiritsugu had come up with a hypothesis.
Shirou Emiya was an Incarnation.
And he was an Incarnation of something with blades, and Kiritsugu had a suspicion that he
knew what it was and why. Shirou had to be an Incarnation of Sword. He knew this because of
the sheathe being kept in his body, Avalon. Kiritsugu could only guess why the sheathe had
caused this change in Shirou's very nature, it likely had to do with the Fire he was found in.
And now Kiritsugu was left with a decision. Would he help Shirou expand his skills, or stop him
from using magecraft entirely to save him from the horrors of the Moonlit World.