I do not own the Familiar of Zero, or whatever else I may mention.
AN : I'm back, and with a new chapter. Hope you all enjoy it. Don't forget to review. Also, on a side note, the original name for the chapter was going to be "Form ID-ten T," a reference to the military, unfortunately you can't put "-" in the title.
Now to address some of the reviewers:
Squaresen – I never said that it was his first time seeing a woman naked. Also, I will be making sure that he is flawed, since this story would be boring without character development.
silentwriter – Keep trying to find things to criticize. Oh, and I will be weaving in and out of cannon.
TRockingOut – I really like the idea, think I'll try it out. I especially liked the "We've overthrown kingdoms for lesser insults" part since I am a history nut, and know for a fact that we actually have overthrown kingdoms for lesser insults.
Me. Y'know me the guy up top – Dude, family murder? WTF
"Hey little bro." Saito heard a deep voice. It was his older brother. The only one of the kids in his family with an Americanized name, and named after their great uncle.
"Hey Ben what are you doing here?" Saito asked. He gazed at his elder. He was in his flight suit and helmet. It was dark and cold place, and Saito began to wonder why he was here.
"I need a reason to visit my own brother? I haven't been home for two years and had some leave." Ben said as everything lit up.
Saito looked around. 'My room!' Saito turned to his right, and cheerfully glared at the wood frame of his bed. "I must have rolled out of bed." Saito sheepishly told his brother. "Is Megumi here too?"
"No, sis is still at College, on her way to finishing a year early. That harpy never rests." Ben said with a cocky grin.
Saito laughed, Megumi had no social life, and she was eternally working. "Of course she can't find time to see us. She is the Crazy M. Last I checked she was taking 20 credit hours with NROTC training."
"She is the psycho bitch we know and love."
Saito released all of the tension that had built up from being in that Magic Academy. "Wait." Saito felt like he just realized something very important. Saito stood up from his place on the floor, in tattered underwear. Saito began walking with a purpose. "Why are you wearing your flight suit? Take off your helmet."
Ben grabbed his helmet and began pulling it off. Saito already saw something wrong, he was too pale. His brother always had dark, sun kissed skin. His eyes were blue, a glaring difference from his older brother's dark brown, almost black, eyes. However, what made Saito know that this wasn't Ben, was the blond hair. "Come on little bro, it's me."
Saito pushed Guiche out of his way as he ran out of his room. "MOM! DAD! ARE YOU HERE!" Saito screamed as he ran with all his strength down the stairs.
"Don't shout in the house!" It was mom! Saito ran towards the voice, then stopped dead in his tracks.
"CLEAVAGE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!" Saito shouted, pointing an accusing finger at the red haired menace.
"I told you no SHOUTING IN THE DAMN HOUSE!" Kirche responded in his mother's voice
Saito ran out of his house, not seeming to get tired. He gazed up into the sky. The sun was being eclipsed by two objects. Everyone was dressed in the mage capes from the Academy, carrying wands. Saito kept running as the sky blackened, the eclipse darkening the heavens. Saito kept going seeing everything he knew and loved tainted by the people from the other world. As the sun faded completely from view, everything stopped.
Saito looked all around, and saw nothing but darkness. A faint light appeared, and as Saito approached it began to fade into nothingness. Saito looked all around himself, trying to find something, anything in the all consuming darkness. There was another light, but Saito didn't approach it, scared that it might fade to black once again. Saito sat there, content to just have something that wasn't darkness. The light began to move closer, growing in intensity. A face began to appear; Saito couldn't help but be entranced by the beauty it carried. A gentle serene feeling fell over him as he forgot the earlier terror he felt. As the face became clearer the hair could be made out, it was pink. Saito gave a calm and happy smile, as his heart began to race and his cheeks flushed.
Saito felt at peace as the light consumed him, and left him in a feeling of pure bliss.
Saito sprang up, and quickly cringed from the overwhelming pain. He bit his lip as he held in a cry. Saito quickly got his bearings, and noticed that he was in Louise's bed, with a broken post. The window had been fixed. When Saito had shot the lock off of the collar, he hadn't been paying attention to where the window was. Saito chuckled at the memory, instantly regretting it as pain shot through his chest. Saito decided to do what he normally did when he was in pain, man up and ignore it.
Saito got out of the bed and tested his legs, glad to find that no pain came from them. As he took a closer glance around the room he saw that Louise was sleeping with her head resting on her desk. She looked cute, beautiful even.
Saito stretched a bit, testing the pain. It was bad, but he'd had worse. 'Must be magic since I was beaten to hell.' Saito walked over to the window, and gazed out at the starry sky. It must have been pretty late. Saito went over to his dresser and quietly got dressed in a pair of grey sweatpants, the fingerless glove for his branded hand, and a black t-shirt, leaving his bloody sweatshirt behind. Saito also noticed that the pants he had been wearing during his duel with Guiche were stained red too. He quickly decided that after eating he would wash them, as well as some of Louise's dirty clothes. He hoped that it would make the harpy act a little nicer.
Saito saw that his combat knife was sitting on top of his dresser, and he quickly grabbed it. The pain left his body, and just as quickly returned as he stuck the knife in the back of his pants.
Saito calmly went to the door, having gotten used to the pain. Before he opened the door he glanced back and gave a smile to sleeping Louise. Saito walked back and picked her up, being careful to not disturb her sleep. He grimaced as his body protested lifting the light girl, before he gave a sigh of relief as he placed Louise in his bed. After all, his bed was definitely more comfortable than hers. At least he thought it was.
Saito quietly left the room, closing the door quietly behind him. The second the door behind him closed Saito let out a loud groan as he fully stretched, his body protesting as he heard a few nice cracks.
Saito calmly made his way to the kitchen, slowly walking through the halls dreaming of the nice snack waiting to be made. As Saito drooled at the thought of eating for the first time in what felt like days when he saw Siesta walking down the hall, still dressed in her uniform. Saito grinned and wave at her. "Good evening Siesta!"
Her eyes widened, "Wh-what are you doing out of bed!"
"Don't worry, I'm not hurt that badly." Saito said with a slight wince.
"That's what you said before you passed out! Here, let me help you back to Miss Vallière's room." Siesta said in a sweet voice as she grabbed his arm, trying to get Saito to agree.
"I'm sorry but I can't go back yet. I feel like I haven't eaten in days, I need something." Saito whined.
"I suppose it has been three days. I guess you can go to the kitchen and…"
"Great! Let's go!" Saito excitedly said as he grabbed Siesta and dragged her with him. "Anyway, how bad was it?"
"What?" Siesta asked with a faint blush.
"My injuries." Saito said with a happy grin, "After all, those golems hit like sledgehammers."
"Oh! It was very serious! After Miss Vallière had you taken to her room she had a teacher cast a spell of healing, and even then you were still unconscious for three days. She tended to your care the entire time!"
"Do healing spells need anything to work that might be expensive? If that's a stupid question just let me know." Saito asked as he scratched the back of his head nervously.
"You don't know what a Spell of Healing is?"
"It doesn't exist where I'm from. I can figure out that it's for the sick and injured but that's about it."
"Miss Vallière did buy an expensive reagent that was required for the spell." Siesta said as they reached the kitchen.
"I'll have to pay her back then." Saito said with a groan as he opened the door to the kitchen.
"IT'S OUR FIST!" Marteau shouted in joy.
"What did you call me?" Saito asked, confused at the cooking staffs' excitement.
"Our Fist! After all you beat that snobby noble boy with your bare hands!"
"To be fair I did use this knife to beat his golems." Saito said with a chuckle as he pulled out his sheathed dagger. "That reminds me, I hit Guiche pretty hard a few times, did he recover all right?"
"I'm sure he's fine!" Marteau exuberantly said as he wrapped his arm affectionately around Saito, causing pain to erupt through his body. "By the way, where did you learn to fight? They say you moved faster than the eye could see!"
"My family taught me everything I know, Marteau. Do you have any leftovers? I haven't eaten in days!" Saito said with a grin as he searched for the source of the glorious scents of Marteau's magic cooking.
"Go, take a seat and I'll bring it out to you Fist! I'll even break out some of the noble's finest wine!"
Saito awoke with a long and drawn out yawn. He glanced around the room, noticing that Louise was absent. It made sense, it was getting pretty late in the day. Saito suddenly felt incredibly lazy for sleeping in so late, stretching a bit as he tested the pain his body was still in. It was slightly worse, and Saito regretted the decision he made after eating. Doing his own, and some of Louise's, laundry was unnecessary.
Saito groaned, silently wishing for a washing machine as he pulled on some pants and a plain black T-shirt, deciding that wearing clothes with stuff written on it would just look odd here. Saito grabbed his knife, and then looked into his dresser.
Specifically, he looked at the case holding his Beretta. Saito had put the weapon back after breaking the lock, and put one more bullet into the clip he had used. He looked to the dry box that held the 9mm rounds. It held five boxes of 9mm rounds, each with 50 rounds. Subtract what had been used, that left 249 bullets left.
That was a depressingly low number, since Saito knew how easy it was to burn through 500 bullets by himself. He wouldn't be able to practice shooting, since he knew he wouldn't stop until he was out of ammo.
Saito couldn't decide whether or not it was a good idea to carry the weapon with him or not. 'Firearms probably don't even exist in this world, since mass produced it would mean the end of the nobility's power. Though they might have old school muzzle loader pistols and muskets, but if anyone finds out about this gun everyone would want it, since it's probably the deadliest weapon anyone person can use, noble or not.' Saito thought to himself. He decided to leave it, in an attempt to keep it a secret for as long as possible.
Saito checked the clock in the room, noting that it was ten in the morning before leaving for the drying room.
The drying house was aptly named, since it was the building where all of the noble's clothes were dried after being washed. It was a bright lit room that was extremely hot, and filled with clothes lines for hanging the wealthy students' garments. Saito quickly grabbed his nylon sweatshirt and pulled it on, enjoying the comfort it gave before grabbing his now clean pants. He also grabbed Louise's clothes that he interpreted as dirty last night, which included 3 capes, 2 shirts, 1 dress, 3 pairs of socks, and 3 pairs of lacy, and erotic, panties.
Saito quickly took the clothes back to Louise's room before carefully folding and putting them away. He placed his pants in his dresser, and was at a loss. Now what? He looked at his grey sweatpants, shrugged, and changed.
Louise groaned as she left Professor Colbert's class. Things had been getting better for her, as it seemed that ever since her familiar had beaten Guiche other students referred to her less often as Louise the Zero. Guiche was still unconscious from the ordeal, and needed the same expensive care her familiar received. Still, she couldn't use magic, and Kirche still felt the need to remind her of her lack of skill.
For now, however, she was on her way to her room to check up on her familiar.
"Come on, take a little break." Came Kirche's insufferable voice. Louise didn't even bother looking back, knowing that the Von Zerbst woman was making another foolish man fall into her web.
"I'll talk after 2 more laps." Her familiar's voice quickly replied, out of breath. This drew Louise's attention. She turned and saw him, without a shirt on and his bandages removed, jogging. Louise was taken aback at the sight, mesmerized by his well built form.
Then she realized that he was still injured.
"You can't take just a little, tiny break? You must be dying of thirst!" Kirche said as she flaunted her assets.
"I never stop until I finish Kirche. The finish is next to the drying house if you're interested." Saito said with a tired grin.
"Oh I am interested Hiraga Saito." Kirche lustfully told her prey.
"A woman as beautiful as you can drop the Hiraga."
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Louise was livid at the Kirche's interaction with HER familiar.
"Exercising." Her familiar responded panting.
Louise stepped in the familiar's path. "I order you to go to my room and rest!" Louise needed to get him away from that Germanian harlot.
"Your familiar is fine Louise." Kirche said as she lustfully licked her lips. "If only we didn't have class I could meet with him now."
"I'll tell you what, Louise." Her servant began as he approached her. "I'll stop early if you…" He began sprinting. "Catch me!" He ended with a tired, but mocking, tone.
Louise's eye twitched, unbelieving that her familiar actually believed that she would lower herself to the point of chasing after it. She knew that her familiar was going to pass the drying house, she would just stop that stupid dog there.
Saito slowed his pace when he realized that Louise was, in fact, not chasing him like he thought she would. He was a bit disappointed, it was always easier to push oneself if there was some kind of challenge, and outrunning someone fresh after himself going about 3 miles would definitely be a challenge. 'A challenge I'd probably fail, but the extra exertion trying to keep the distance would be good exercise. Better for me than just pacing myself for four.'
Saito kept going, ignoring his tired legs' protesting the continued exertion. The little burst of speed he gave himself when he tried to get Louise to chase his was more taxing then he thought it'd be, but he wouldn't let himself stop. He was going to finish this lap, and he was going to finish the next lap. Saito grimaced a bit, he was a little mad since he never got tired this quickly.
Saito was panting as he approached the drying house, and if it weren't for the exhaustion he would have smiled at the sight of the angry Louise waiting to intercept him. He definitely didn't think she'd be smart enough to try and trap him. This was going to be fun.
Saito slowed his pace further, getting ready to try and make a move around her, then break into another short sprint. Saito knew he was going to at least get past her, he'd make sure of it. As he got closer and closer, he could see the pink girl's fists clenched in rage.
It was time to act. Saito feints to the left, and saw Louise start shifting her weight to try and make a grab. Saito catches himself, and as quickly as he can jumps to her open right side, and runs right past her.
Saito was grinning triumphantly at his own little accomplishment as he sped up, trying to get out of reach.
WHACK!
Saito's vision blurred for a moment, the he noticed that the ground was quickly approaching.
THUD!
He landed face first.
"What is WRONG with you!" Louise screamed. "What kind of IDIOT does this after being SEVERELY INJURED!"
Saito sat up, noticing Louise slowly approaching with a rage that made Kratos (1) look nice. Saito rubbed the back of his throbbing head, "Did you throw a rock at me?"
"By being this stupid you could begin bleeding INTERNALLY! AGAIN!"
Saito stared at the enraged Louise, touched by her concern. However, he didn't like that she was trying to force him to stop, and tried to come up with a good comeback. "Well I'm not bleeding internally." Saito said with a glare, or as good of a glare that a panting man could give. He coughed, and Saito's hand rushed to his chest as pain flowed through. "Um, it is just sore."
Louise was shaking, and Saito could tell that she didn't buy that comment at all. He didn't believe it either. Didn't mean he was bleeding, but he wouldn't be surprised if he still had a cracked rib.
"I've been in worse condition than this, I'll be fine." Saito lied. He had never even had a broken bone before.
Louise grabbed Saito by his hair and pulled him up. She gave a maleficent grin and said "Get dressed, and take me to my next class. I'll administer your punishment later."
'That's it?' Saito thought to himself. All prior experience with her told him that she would flip out. She must be planning something, something he would hate with a passion.
"And don't get into another fight! I am NOT paying to have you healed again!"
"Relax, I seriously doubt that I can piss someone off enough to start another fight."
(6 hours later)
"I, Roger Armagnac de Fézensaguet (2) challenge you to a duel!" He had finally found him, the boy that seems to have captured Kirche's favor. It was that stupid commoner familiar. It was simple, all he had to do to prove that he was more worthy of Kirche's respect was beat this peasant. It should be simple, after all Guiche was a dot earth mage, and Roger Armagnac was a line fire mage. Even so, all it would take was one simple spell to put the commoner in its place.
"Are you talking to me?" The target of his rage asked as he turned around.
"WHAT DID YOU DO!" The familiar's master, Louise shouted.
"I don't know, this is the first time I've talked to a third year student. Hell, I don't even care what I did, I don't feel like fighting right now. I'm still sore from flower power." The commoner whined, shoulders slumped.
"So you ARE hurt!"
"NO! I'm just s-" Roger decided that now was a good time to interrupt with a stream of fire.
"Did you forget about me or something?"
"I accept the duel you fire-flinging ass!" The familiar shouted, all of a sudden the previous whining boy replaced by a Mauthe Doog (3). Roger couldn't stop himself from backing up a step.
He quickly steeled his resolve. This was just a strong, fast, and poorly armed commoner, any smart noble should be able to get the better of it. Just a simple Levitation spell and the familiar would be helpless. A simple plan to defeat one of the simple people. That was the problem with Guiche, he tried to look impressive with his golems. There was no need to show off.
"I FORBID you from fighting." The Vallière girl ordered her familiar.
"What will you do, stop me with an explosion, Zero?" The commoner said as he approached Roger.
Roger grinned as he pulled out a wand, preparing for the fight. The commoner reached behind himself and pulled his signature dagger, removing and placing the sheath into his pocket. The commoner took a defensive stance, ready to dodge anything his foe would send his way.
Roger gave a simple wave of his wand, and the commoner was off his feet, hanging in the air helplessly.
"God damnit, I should have seen this coming." The familiar said as he hung limply in the air.
"Surrender and I won't slam you into a wall."
"I'll never surrender to you." It said with a glare, and Roger could see the gears churning in its head trying to find a way out.
"You are foolish, I am a Noble, I'm better than you in every way. I'm wealthier than you, smarter than you, better looking than you. You are nothing and you won't find a way out of this." Roger taunted. He knew it was true, and that was why it was so infuriating that Kirche was showing this commoner her favor.
"No, you are foolish. You don't even know what kind of life I had before coming here. I had luxuries that you didn't even know existed. Hell, you people can't even bathe on a daily basis."
Roger laughed at the commoner's pathetic attempts to insult him. "Are you telling me that you bathed EVERY DAY. Who does that?"
"Where I'm from, CIVILIZED PEOPLE DO! I'm glad my people got rid of the nobility's rule in my home. It kept the world in such a poor and archaic state."
Roger brought the peasant down to eye level, just out of reach. "You must live in some very odd fantasy, peasant." He said with as much disdain as possible. The peasant growled, and Roger could no longer contain himself. This lowly familiar was trying to intimidate him with a growl? He laughed at the familiar's pathetic attempts to intimidate him. Then when Roger brought his attention back to the commoner time seemed to stand still. He couldn't move as the glob of spit and snot moved ever closer to his face.
Saito was grinning as the once proud expression left that arrogant noble's face, the lugie fast approaching. As the blob of mucus and spit made contact with the confused noble's face, Saito felt himself begin to fall, landing face first.
"YOU DISGUSTING PEASANT!" The overweight noble shouted.
Saito quickly pulled himself up, dagger still firmly in his hand, dulling any pain that went through his body. As Roger wiped the spit off of his face, a look of horror overcame him as he saw the approaching fist. Saito couldn't help but grin at his foe's face.
Saito gave what he thought was a light left, not realizing that the runes made the light punch hit with the force of a sledgehammer. He followed through with his right, still holding the dagger, brass knuckles tearing into the fat noble's chest. Saito could feel a few satisfying cracks.
The tubby noble who called himself Roger fell to the ground in a coughing fit. Saito bent down, and picked up the noble's wand. The noble dropped it after only two punches.
"Let me tell you something, Roger, I probably should have said this earlier, but here it goes. You definitely are not smarter or better looking than me. You fat piece of shit!"
Saito sheathed his knife, and put it back where it belonged. He walked back towards an astonished Louise and heard, "You beat him more easily than you beat Guiche."
"To be fair, Guiche was better at fighting, and this idiot didn't take me seriously once I was floating. I didn't really beat him, he beat himself." The noble behind Saito began to groan. "Stop whining, I didn't hit you that hard."
"Give me my wand back." Roger sternly ordered in a strained and aching voice.
"No, it's mine now." Saito said as he walked back towards Louise
Louise shook her head. "Saito?"
She used his name, that couldn't be good. Saito thought back to lunch, or, rather, how Louise refused to give him lunch. She had addressed him by name. "Let me guess, no dinner." It didn't really matter, Saito knew that Marteau would give him food. After all, the staff loved the Fist, Marteau to a creepy extent.
"WRONG! NO DINNER AND NO MEALS TOMORROW!"
"That's fine with me." Saito calmly said. He was definitely going to eat with the staff again, just like last night. "I'll be in your room, avoiding fights with other cocky nobles like Roger back there."
Saito was really beginning to hate Louise. She was fine when she didn't talk, or had her rare moments of kindness and concern. Unfortunately, that was often ruined by the useless flaps of skin on her face, commonly called "lips" and how they flapped incessantly. She was also a psycho bitch, like his sister, except his sister was a helpful member of society. Louise couldn't even cast a spell.
Saito thought back to her attempt at transmuting a pebble. It was fantastic. He hadn't seen such a great explosion since the 4th. 'And how my dad got some dynamite for it one year, God that was epic.' Saito thought with a grin. He would never let Louise know that he deeply enjoyed the explosion, as it was much more fun to mock her.
Saito groaned as he made his way to Louise's room. It had only been 2 days, well 5 if he included unconscious ones, since he had gotten to this new world and he was already homesick. Saito decided to look at some pictures on his laptop and listen to some music, glad that he had replaced his old laptop's battery with one that gave him a little over 7 hours of life before he ended up here.
Louise was not looking forward to getting back to her room. Her stupid familiar was there. Louise remembered praying for a strong familiar, but she was expecting something like a wind dragon or a Manticore. The Founder had an odd sense of humor, since she did get what she asked for. She kept telling herself that she should be happy with her familiar, since few could boast that their familiar was stronger than a line mage. She had a strong and intelligent familiar, definitely one of the top tier familiars.
That meant very little if the mage had absolutely no control over their familiar. Another failure for Louise the Zero, and everyone knew it. Everyone knew what her familiar was, everyone knew it was dangerous, and everyone knew she had no control over it. Louise froze, a look of horror covering her face. 'The Evaluation Fair! Princess is going to be there and I can't control a thing my familiar does! I can't embarrass myself in front of her!'
Louise began to run to her room, desperately trying to think of ways to control her familiar. She had to be ready for the Evaluation Fair, no matter what. She would not be a Zero there too.
The second she opened the door to her room, her desperation was replaced by pure, unfiltered rage. All of her knitting and sewing tools were out, her things were strewn about the room, and her familiar was nowhere to be seen. Louise knew she was going to make her familiar pay.
However, what Louise didn't know, was that in her familiar's dresser was only a few articles of clothing.
(1) Yes, when it is in primarily Saito's POV there will be references to our culture. Videogames, movies, dumbass celebrities, the Works!
(2) This name is not made up, he was a real noble that was alive during the 1200s, since if I'm going to add any OCs, I will keep them with the theme of how they should be named. After all, all of the nobles in the anime are named after real nobles (perfect example is Louise, who was probably named after Françoise Louise de La Baume Le Blanc, who became Duchesse de la Vallière (She was also the King's Mistress))
(3) For those who don't know what a Mauthe Doog is, it is a reference to an old legend/folklore of British origin. The tale goes that if a person meets a large, black and ghastly dog on a dark night, then it is a sign that their death is fast approaching. Depending on the tale, the dog might in/directly be the cause, however in most of the tales it is only a sign of the coming death.
AN: So how many people knew about #2? I realized it when the name Montmorency came up. For that matter, who knew beforehand what a Mauthe Doog is? For information that I don't consider common knowledge I will be putting it up and explaining it, since I am full of this kind of stuff. However I would love to know what people knew beforehand, so please let me know what you already knew.
Anyway, don't forget to read and review
This is Lee, and I'm out!