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Harry believed that Ritsuka could do no wrong.
And could you blame him?
Ritsuka Fujimaru saved the world a number of times and never demanded anything at all in compensation. He only wanted the happiness of his servants, tools in the eyes of mages, and spent as much time as he could with them. He never went back on his promises and tried to fulfill them to the best of his ability.
But he never was fully honest with him.
And he could understand….he really could.
As much as Ritsuka smiled and tried to convince everything was alright; Harry could tell he wasn't telling him the truth. Harry knew that after everything Ritsuka had been through he would be scarred.
But Harry couldn't help the feeling that Ritsuka was hiding something very serious from him, but he knew it would take time and hopefully he would share.
Hopefully….
Ritsuka sighed as he was once more bombarded with notes from the association about his meddling in the wizarding world and the use of Merlin to threaten them.
He could feel a headache coming along.
Lorelei shook as she read the missive from Chaldea, fear overtaking her as she read the thinly veiled threat.
Chaldea was not amused with the association antics and the fact they tried to take control shortly after Ritsuka was hospitalized. They had killed those men in retaliation and sent their chewed up heads back to their families, much to their mounting horror and claimed they had right to the family crests, so they were not getting them back.
They had threatened to take over the Sea of Estray, and leave them without one of the pillars of the mage community; something that had people tense.
She had tried to hold the fact that they had gone to the Wizarding world and nearly exposed the true nature of mages, but it wouldn't faze them one bit. They could care less about what the association had to say, as they had all the power-hell! They had the power of the fucking ROOT and nothing could touch them.
Nothing at all.
Moaning in despair Lorelei grabbed her decanter filled with the amber poison known as Whiskey and poured herself a heft generous amount before knocking it back in a singl swig, grunting as the tissue in her through was essentially melted off. But she wasn't fine yet.
Sniffing, she poured more and was content to get smashed, and deal with the problems in the morning.
"Again," Chiron ordered as Harry sparred against Gawain. The knight backing up a bit as the boy huffed in large amounts of air. "You are keeping your left flank open for people to stab you and get your heart."
"Sorry, but it's hard," Harry sniffed.
"Perhaps we should invest time in teaching him swordsmanship with both hands,' Gawain suggested.
"That will take many years and we only have," Chiron shut up after he realized what he was about to say and looked at Harry for a moment before sighing. "Perhaps we might have enough time."
"Does this have something to do with-"
"Go through your cooldowns and then head ot Da Vinci for your lessons," Chiron barked, Harry jolting at the harsh tone. "Go," it was softer now, but he was still serious. Harry left without much thought, not wanting to be subject to yelling.
"You didn't need to be harsh with him because of a simple slip of the tongue," Gawain sniffed.
"It's because master refuses to tell the boy of what he is that I am rough," Chiron snapped. "Master believed that with holding information is good but-"
"Have you such little faith in our master," Gawain interrupted the Archer freezing at the accusation.
"You dare to-"
"After four years of living in hell our master will always be ten steps ahead of what we expect," Gawain reminded him, making his weapons vanish. "You, Zhange, Iskandar and the greatest tacticians in the world have taught him. You have nothing to fear."
"Master has never kept a secret for this long," Chiron reminded the night.
"This is no ordinary secret to keep," Gawain sniffed, shrugging as he went to leave. "Besides, he planned to tell the boy soon enough, but the association has been on our tails at the moment."
"Yes," Chiron groaned. "That."
"Have faith, everything will be explained," Gawain chuckled. "I will be in the Round Room. Call me if you have decided."
"My thanks."
Arthur huffed as he stalked through the halls of chaldea, intent on finding the boy and telling him everything.
The longer this ruse went on the longer master would get attached.
Prophecies never work in favor of the person they are detailing.
He knew first hand.
"Boy," Arthur barked, Harry jumping at the sharpness in his former king's voice, looking up as he approached him and Illya.
"Arthur," Illya asked.
"Chloe has asked for you and Sintoni is with her as well," he inclined his head.
"Oh! Okay," the magical girl turned to Harry. "Sorry! I need to go deal with that!"
"It's fine," Harry assured her as she rushed off, leaving him with the King of Knights. "Umm-"
"You are destined to be a pawn and like any pawn you will die," Arthur huffed, looking down at the boy, it was best to not let feelings get in the way of what needed to be done. "You were destined to fight a man that will kill you."
"How do you-"
"Master already knows, which is why you are here. Receiving training and helping us prevent a war between Magi and Wizards," Arthur interrupted, face blank. "You are a pawn in a grander scheme of things that Ritsuka will prevent."
"I have no doubt he will," Harry snapped, Arthur jumping back. "But I will live to help him through all of it."
"You cannot defy fate."
"Ritsuka did," Harry shot back, angry that this man he idolized refused to respect him. "If he did in the face of destruction than I can as well!"
"Just because you are now more well spoken and confident does not mean you are capable of defying the fate that has been laid out before you!"
"What makes you think I am so weak that I would allow it," Harry cried out, tears of frustration in his eyes. "You think i'll turn against Ritsuka because he kept this from me? That i'll hate him because of it?"
"It is what your kind does,"Arthur snarled, his memories of wizards flashing before his eyes. "It's all your kind ever does."
"Your wrong," Harry yelled, kicking the king in the shin. "I'll prove it to you and your stupid knights! I'll be someone that can defy fate! Mark my words!"
"Oh really," Arthur was angry. Only Ritsuka was able to defy fate and any other time was a fluke.
But in reality, Arthur wanted all of wizarding kind dead. They were a disease to the common people and blamed all their problems on them instead of trying to figure the problem out. The fact a wizard child was here before them, and cozying up to Ritsuka had him on edge and all his knights as well.
Wizards were cruel and ignorant creatures. While mages were arrogant, Wizards were simply stupid and out of touch with reality.
"I will defy my fate and I will prove to you I can be tough!"
"Oh really," Arthur snarled. "Fine. Meet me in the training hall in half an hour and we will decide."
"Fine!"
They had stalked away by that point.
"Oh boy," Ryoma sighed as he walked out of the shadow he was hiding in. "Should we tell master?"
"No," Oryou stated plainly. "If we are keep on master's good side we need them to sort themselves out by themselves."
"I see," Ryoma sighed. "But we have to watch them unless Arthur gets angry and attempts to kill the boy."
"Okay."
"You wizards are arrogant," Arthur yelled as he brought down his sword to the child, snarling as he rolled away. "You are all-"
"THEY ARE!" Harry yelled, tears of angry flowing down his face. "I AM NOT! I WANT TO BE YOUR EQUAL AND I WANT TO CHANGE THINGS!"
Arthur turned to yell at the boy but froze as his vision swarmed, a crying Harry was suddenly a forlorn and unconsolable Ritsuka, distraught and lifeless. That cry….oh his master would cry that out all the time….
Tears flowed down Arthur's face as he dropped Excalibur and fell to his knees, choking back tears as what he wanted to hide came to light.
He cared far to much for the boy, because he….because he….
"What is-"
"Arthur seems to have finally figured it out," Bedivere sighed as he entered, standing beside Ryoma.
"Haaa?"
"Arthur was angry at the child because he wanted the feelings he had to go away. He used the excuse of him being a wizard to drive him, but...," Bedivere began. "Harry is so much like master. Very much so. And with the prophecy that is being forced onto him, he has no choice; unlike Ritsuka who chose to save this world. Ritsuka choose to hold the burden upon his shoulders, Harry has no choice. But more importantly, Arthur sees himself in Harry."
"I understand," Ryoma sighedd, crossing his arms.
"Arthur was ordained to be king of Camelot," Bedivere continued. "He was destined to die at the battle of Camlann. Harry Potter is forced to suffer a similar fate, and Arthur cannot bear such a thing to occur."
"He wanted to be seperate from the boy so that he could pin him down and force him to run away from fate," Ryoma picked up. "But he has too kind a heart to do such a thing."
"Indeed."
"Y...you will suffer a terrible fate," Arthur choked. "Though horrible it might be….you will have a happy life….Please...please enjoy what youth you have…"
"Wh...why…"
"I cannot hate a child that is so much like I was….so much like master," Arthur admitted. "I had hoped to distance myself, to use that you were the kind I despised, but I am unable to as the days go on."
"I...but why be mean," Harry yelled.
"Because...it was the only way to get you to listen to me...but I see my damage did nothing...I can….can only hope you believe me…" Arthur sighed as he got up, wiping his face with the back of his hand before turning to leave. "I am sorry."
He began to walk away until a weight thrown itself at his legs and a wetness seeped into the clothe.
"You could have just waited until Ritsuka told me," Harry sniffed.
"Sorry," was all Arthur could say.
"Harry seems more active in playing," Ritsuka noted as Alter Lily and Jack lead him to the in facility playground. "Something I need to know," he turned to Arthur who sheepishly gave a smile.
"Forgive me," he inclined his head. "I will head to be burned-"
"Just don't let it happen again and have more faith in me," Ritsuka stressed.
"Of course," Arthur chuckled, nodding as he looked to the others. "I will ensure that all my follies against the boy are rectified."
"You know...he's going to be in Hogwarts soon," Ritsuka began, Arthur dreading his line of thought. "He'll need protection and you know England and Wizards best…"
"Master…."
"So, what do you think," his smile alerted Arthur to two things.
It was not a request and it was going to be his punishment.
His is, if not, creative in his punishments.
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