hellspam: Honestly, I can't wait to write that scene myself! And yes, she does feel every pain that Illya feels, and I do kinda feel bad for her, but it does make for some comedic moments happen. I don't think its permanent either, but like you said, it wasn't stated. I kinda want to make Kiritsugu be an overprotective dad thing, really haha

Guest1: Could be a possibility, actually.

AUO: To be honest, I've never really thought about voice actors, but your examples kinda help me hear how they'd sound like better. But I don't really know who they sound like for me.

Guest2: Was it you who suggested it? Cause I used that idea here haha. Thought that part is sorta right? Read to find out lol. Also, speaking of Grand Order, I'll be revealing his class in a latter chapter, as I have some plans concerning that. Though I do like your idea for his attack pattern.

Guest3: It might go like that, since Kid Gil is the chilliest rendition of Gilgamesh there is, which makes it both funny and a great distinction between fsn and kaleid.

Fox-chan: Hmm, an interesting idea, I'll be sure to try and incorporate that, thanks! And regarding the spirit in the card, all will be revealed soon, hehe.

Guest0: Its actually pretty nice, and I do love the design of Arthur's proto-Excalibur a lot, so most likely, Proto-Arthur will be his Saber class install using the card they have.

Guest4: Hmm, sounds like a good plot line. Plus, it'd be funny to see how Siegfried would react and how Sieg would feel a connection with Lance.

Guest5: I'm actually already planning one. Some hints were dropped in the story as to some of what the OC arc will entail, but that's all the spoilers I can give haha.

Guest6: It is this episode. Hmm, I wasn't really planning on showing this one, but I could make it into a flashback scene. I'll see what I can do haha.

paddy01: Thanks!

Edmond dantes ftgo: Nope, the fic isn't dead yet, just had little to no time due to a combination of school, and family matters. Mostly school though haha.

Desdelor97: Thanks, and I'll try to!

Guess7: Actually, his chant is the opening act here, so I hope you enjoy it! Regarding the spirit, all will be revealed hehe.

Guest8: No spoilers as to who it is, I'll reveal it when we get to that arc hehe.

Guest9: Hmm, I was under the impression that the spirits in the cards with them is a set heroic spirit, though you do give me an idea for if they find more cards haha. And as for bazette being hired as a maid, I like it! Haha

Guest10: Thank you for the compliment! And I do have plans regarding Kid Gil and Lance's fight, and as for that Miyu scene you suggested, not gonna lie, but I was planning something similar hehe.

: Can't wait to write them in, too! Also, iirc, Caster Gil is summonable in Grand Order as a spook aside from Kid Gil. FSN Gil is the only one who is limited.

Pedro52: Thank you!

UzumakiNaru: Here you go!

Impstar: Hmm, this is a tough one. I mostly started this story as a means to bring some light to prisma illya, since it lacks presence in the fanfic fandom. Though, as his weight, I guess I can only say that I wanted to write in a male presence into the series, and slowly build it up as we go to include him and have him make small changes until I feel comfortable enough to make big changes. As for Kuro and Lance, Lance feels a certain kinship with her. It has something to do with Lance's own past, which makes him relate to Kuro's pains. As for the harem, I, myself, am not sure how to go about it, whether to pair him with just one, or harem it up. Though, thank you for following this story!

Guest11: here you, and sorry for the long wait!

Dante: Interesting concept, its doable, but I'm not sure haha.

On with the show, then!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Fate series, someone else does.

"I am the bone of my sword…"

Atop a hill stood a man, his white hair flowing in the harsh winds as he stood beside an endless amount of blades that spread far and wide in the landscape before him, stopping only at the middle, where another man with greyish hair stood in a green fields, the roar of a dragon heard from there as he gripped onto a sword of majestic build.

Such was the sight that Lance saw.

"Steel is my body, and fire is my blood…"

He was the one standing in the middle, watching the backs of two great heroes, one of which being the owner of his accursed blade, and yet is the reason for his strongest trump card should a battle of Noble Phantasm ever come to pass. The other was an enigma to him, and yet felt similar to him in a sense, somehow knowing that his 'Tracing' came from him.

"I have created, over a thousand blades…"

Every weapon on the man on the hill of sword's side was recorded, with more and more materializing and then stabbing themselves in the ground, a sign of a new weapon entering his arsenal. His name was clear to him, yet vague at the same time.

"Unaltered by the past…"

The man with the majestic sword's history was known to Lance as a hero of great feats and strengths, able to defeat a dragon with his might. And yet his tragic end was etched in the streams of time, recorded as he who died by being stabbed at the back by a friend. Surely, Lance himself might end up the same, but he will refuse. Over, and over, again.

"Nor altered by the future…"

The same could be said for the man on the hill of blades, for he too, had met a tragic end in his pursuit of an ideal, trying to save everyone. Dragged by his ideals, he made a deal with the Counter Force to protect everyone, but only succeeded in killing for the greater good. Even those he swore to protect, forgotten in his despair. The possibility of ending up the same was there, but it was a fate that Lance would reject just the same.

"Have withstood all known pain to create these weapons for a dream…"

Images of his friends appeared around him as the two fields mixed into one, forming a hill of blades covered in live grass, a strange sight for a place catered in war yet in peace. He smiled as he saw all his precious people standing before him, remembering all his sufferings to get to where he is now.

"Only to receive death's brand…"

He felt tears slip down his face, two teen males standing before him with sad smiles.

"Yet, I will reverse the flow of time…"

A determined look overcame him as light blazed forth behind him, creating a new legend that shared similarities to the previous heroes, but still held its own purpose.

"For my body is a forge for Unlimited Blade Works!"

In front of him, another man appeared. One that looked similar to him, yet was in his mid-twenties. His eyes were as silver as his own, pure blonde hair, wearing a rather tight-fitting black bodysuit with white sleeves and a white hood that had two long ends acting as a scarf. In his hand was a sword that his eyes identified as, other-worldly and untraceable, a concept foreign to him, yet he felt a familiar aura as twilight flames burst out in intervals. Lance stared at him in confusion as the man gave a gentle smile, before it all went black.

(Reality – Siegheart Manor, Lance's Room)

"Hnrgh…" Lance muffled out as he slowly opened his eyes, feeling confused by his dreams that had kept reoccurring for the past few days after the incident with Kuro. 'The same thing again, huh…? I still can't tell who that guy on the hill of swords is, though, but the other is definitely Siegfried… And then that man that looks like me…'

'Oh, well… Better get up now, I still have classes today, after all… Huh?' When he tried to move, he found that he was restrained by relatively warm bindings. Confused, he snapped his eyes fully open, only to choke as he saw Kuro straddling him with a demure smile and blushing face. "C-Chloe!?"

"Good morning, Lance-kun~!" Kuro purred, before pouting as she placed a finger to her lips, an action that made Lance's face turn to the same color as a tomato. "Ne, Lance-kun? Sorry, but it looks like I'm nearly out of mana… Can I please have some more?"

'No, no, when did you even get in!?' He internally yelled, but noticing her expression, and his apparent weakness for his friends, he relented. "Okay… Come on then."

With a smile, the lavender haired girl leaned down, with Lance cupping her face as their lips touched, Lance feeling some of his mana transfer into her in the form of his saliva, making the kiss sound much more lewd to an outsider's perspective. It was a strange sight, as two ten year olds kissed in a way that they shouldn't know about, with Kuro even flushing and letting out a slight moan of pleasure from it.

Such was the sight that Alexis Siegheart came across.

"W-What…" She stuttered, watching her younger brother, before her overprotectiveness acted out. "WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE!?"

Meanwhile, their head maid, Aversa, could only sigh as her mistress once again found Kuro in the young master's bedroom. 'I wonder how she got in this time.'

(Time Skip)

"Such an act is very lewd, especially for ten year olds! Find another way to transfer mana!" Alexis growled out, sitting on a couch with Lance, whom was now dressed in his school attire and regular scarf. The young boy was blushing the whole time after the whole fiasco in the morning, and it only got worse after Alexis kicked Kuro out. It was then decided that Alexis would have this talk now with Lance rather than later after coming home from school, while Aversa was fixing her mistress's hair. "Or actually, let someone else handle it!"

"Nee-sama, you know my mana reserves are far more than usual thanks to Balmung…" He tried to reason, before an unsavory thought came to mind. 'Besides, you likely want to do the same with Shirou-sempai. Not that I'd let him.'

He didn't realize at all the similarities in personality that he shared with his Nee-sama. That he rejects any guy his Nee-sama likes, just as she'll reject any girls that go for him.

"I, well…" Losing her momentum, Alexis could only sigh and give up, for now, and accepting her brother's input. But still… "Fine… But you don't have to do it every single day, you know!?"

"My, my…" Aversa gasped, slightly surprised at the amount.

'Now that she mentions it…' Lance thought, remembering that just last week, Kuro was officially welcomed into the Emiya household, yet still kept appearing inside their house every night for the following days, asking him for a mana transfer. It got so bad that Alexis had installed several security measures, yet the ten year old always manages to find a way in, no matter what. At that thought, Lance sweat-dropped. "I'll talk to her about it, Nee-sama."

"Good." Alexis smiled, patting his head and getting him to sigh in bliss. "Guess somethings never change, huh, Lance?"

"Hai, Nee-sama…" A sudden thought came to him as he remembered something. "Ah, right. The girls are making pound cake today… Maybe I should help out."

Meanwhile, Specter, in his bracelet form, suddenly vibrated. 'Hm? A foreign trace of magic has entered the city… Is it the Mage's Association sending someone over, or just a passing magus?'

"Specter?" Lance spoke out, feeling the vibration.

"…It is nothing, Lance-sama." Specter spoke up after a few seconds. 'Or at least, I hope it is nothing.'

(Homurahara Academy)

"Alright! Once you're divided into groups, make sure you check your ingredients!" Taiga exclaimed, before gesturing to the only boy in the room, as the other boys were currently awaiting in another classroom for the girls to finish up (I'm making the boys taste testers here, so yeah, haha). "Now I'm sure you're wondering, but Lance-kun here asked if he could help out! I decided that he'd be the perfect helper if anyone needs advice. He'll also be the one to taste your pound cakes first."

"I'd be happy to." He smiled, one of the few that his classmates, aside from a certain group, have seen. Add that to him wearing an apron, most of them found him to be cute, if their blushes were any indication.

Now why is he acting differently from normal? It's because this is about food, the one thing that could make Lance open up aside from his sister and friends.

While the other girls went to other sides, standing in front of him and Taiga are Illya with Nanaki, Tatsuko, and Suzuka in one group, and Kuro with Miyu and Mimi. Looking at it now, Lance could see an imbalance with the two groups.

'In other words, one group's filled with great bakers, while the other's filled with…' He heard what those in Illya's group were talking about and only sighed. 'Guess there's no mincing words with this one. It's filled with idiots.'

"T-This imbalance with teams is too great!" Illya yelped, feeling her chances slip as she glance at Lance with a nervous blush, before looking away with comical tears flowing down her eyes. 'Just when I thought I could try and impress him with it!'

"Hehe, this was decided in a match of rock-paper-scissors. Besides, you have more people with you." Kuro smirked, before smiling demurely at Lance. 'With this, Lance will be impressed with our cake!'

"Don't worry Illya, just ask and I'll help out, okay?" Lance smiled, looking at the white haired girl kindly. "Besides, this isn't a baking contest. Just make it by following the recipe, and it'll turn out fine."

"R-Right!" Suddenly filled with determination from his encouragement, Illya and her group went to their station, while Kuro and hers went to their own area after receiving similar words from him.

Time went by as the girls made their pound cakes, with Illya, Suzuka, and Nanaki filling in the cake flour, with Tatsuko searching for something in the cupboards, while Kuro was watching as Mimi made the pound cake and was currently already placing it inside the oven. Miyu, on the other hand, was making a cake, of what kind, no one knows yet. Intrigued, Lance went towards her.

"Hey, Miyu." He greeted, the girl looking at him and giving him one of her rare smiles. "What're you doing?"

"Ah, well, there were spares, so…" She said, pointing towards the piles of butter wrappers and cake flour neatly thrown in the trash. "I made a wedding cake."

"Wow…" He muttered, amazed. The cake was perfectly made, and Miyu was now just adding the last layers of frosting on her white wedding cake. "That looks really amazing, Miyu. You mind if I taste a bit?"

"Sure."

He smiled then took the slice that she cut out for him. Using a fork he had on hand to taste the cakes, he took a small bite from it, eyes widening from the taste, before sighing happily. Looking back at the slightly nervous Miyu – who was wondering if he liked it – he let out a satisfied grin.

"Un, it tastes amazing." He closed his eyes and concentrated, wanting to make the taste linger for as long as he could. "As expected of Miyu, even baking is something you're good at, huh? From what I've read, you'd make a perfect wife."

[You'd make a perfect wife… make a perfect wife… perfect wife… wife…] His words kept repeating over and over in her head, jumbling up and eventually.

'Make me a wife!?' Miyu's head exploded steam as she turned red, becoming slightly bashful as she misinterpreted Lance's words. Meanwhile, the boy in question could only look at her curiously, wondering what made her so flustered.

"Huh?"

Back with the others…

"Okay! Let's keep on following the recipe and we should be able to make something decent!" Illya cried out in happiness as they managed to follow the entire recipe up till now, without any form of mistakes. Maybe there was a chance to impress Lance after all? 'I know Kuro's group will make the best tasting one, there's no doubt about that, but still…! If he could just feel the hard work we put into this, then…!'

"See? Not too much problems, right?" Suzuka, who was currently stirring the bowl, said with a calm laid-back smile, glad to see that Illya wasn't panicking anymore. "With this, you'll be able to impress Lance, right?"

"Ah, so that's why Illya was fussing over this…!" Nanaki muttered, finally realizing Illya's reasoning. She then smirked mischievously, deciding to tease her friend. "My, my, Illya-san, so young and already trying to woo a boy? Such romance~! Don't you think so, Suzuka-san?"

"Fufufufu! It would make for a great manga plot, that's for sure."

Illya began to shake as her friends kept on teasing her, opening her mouth to say something, only to freeze at the feeling of impending doom as a silhouette stood behind the now shivering girls.

"This is an area for cooking." Lance's voice was grave. His eyes, shadowed by his hair, was glowing an eerie red. "It would be best to leave such behavior outside of the kitchen. Am I understood?"

[W-When did he get here!?]

"I said. Am. I. Understood?"

[Y-YES SIR!]

Hearing Suzuka and Nanaki's answer, Lance nodded and went back to helping out the other groups. Had he stayed a little longer, he would have seen Tatsuko being shaken like a ragdoll as Suzuka and Nanaki question her on what she put in the mix, while Illya was crying over it.

'Lance-sama, how do you feel about this?' At that point, Specter spoke up through a mental message.

'Hm? Well, I am annoyed that some people can't respect the sacred place that is the kitchen enough to not cause a ruckus.'

'No, what I meant was the competition going on in front of you.'

'Huh?'

'… Never mind.' Specter sighed, his regal voice having a hint of exasperation at his young liege's denseness. 'Then again, he is only ten years old. Perhaps growing older is the experience he needs.'

'Sometimes I just don't understand you, Specter.' Lance sighed, still confused on his spade's question. 'Besides, why would anyone compete in food making in an elementary school?'

His response was another exasperated sigh.

"Alright, that's enough! Be prepared to present your pound cakes, everyone!" Taiga smiled as the girls began lining up. She stood beside a seated Lance, who, for once, wore a gentle smile as he awaited the first group to present themselves.

Such was the sight Illya, Miyu, and Kuro came upon.

[S-So bright…]

"Well then! First up, we have…"

Various other groups went ahead, serving their pound cake to Lance as he rates them as kindly as he could. Some were shocked, but none knew that various possibilities of how the cake could be done better was flowing through his mind. Yet he also knew that for elementary school students, this was a better quality that he expected.

"Will the group of Kuro, Miyu and Mimi step up, please!" Taiga called out, as the two remaining groups consisted of the aforementioned trio and Illya's group.

"Hehehe… Lance-kun, prepare yourself!" Kuro smirked haughtily, acting demure as she presented a well-crafted pound cake with some mangos. "I know you love mangoes, so why not have some of our mango flavored pound cake?"

Lance's eyes were slightly sparkling as the dessert was served to him. Taking a piece off, he sighed in content as the flavors mixed well, with the cream and frosting adding to the taste.

"A wonderful cake. It is very exemplary." He smiled brightly at the three girls, getting them to blush. "I love it. Everything, from the mango slices, to the cream, to even the smallest crumbs. The taste does not clash at all, rather, it brings out the best in this finely crafted dessert. You girls did great."

Mimi was a stuttering mess, while Miyu had a huge blush on her face. Even Kuro, who tried to keep her demure act going, felt her face heat up at the praise they received.

"And lastly, Illya, Suzuka, Nanaki and Tatsuko! Come on up and serve your pound cake, okay?" Taiga called for the last time, as Illya's eyes made contact with Kuro.

'Heh, I've won this round, Illya!' Kuro's smirk conveyed those words to a teary eyed, yet determined Illya.

'It might not be the best, but as long as he feels how hard we worked on this, then…!' Illya conveyed back as her group served their cake. Compared to Kuro's group's pound cake, this one was slightly darker in color, while lacking any of the artistic presentations that the previous groups aimed for. "H-Here you go, L-Lance! Sorry if it might not be as good…"

"Don't worry Illya, it still looks good." Lance smiled, unknowing to the odd looks people were giving the cake. A strange smell drafted into Lance's nose, his eyes widening slightly as he gazed upon the cake. 'T-This smell… It couldn't be, right…?' Taking a quick bite, Lance's eyes fully sparked as he let out a loud gasp, attracting the attention of everyone around him.

'O-Oh no! D-Did he not like it!? Did the thing Tatsuko put repulse him!?' Illya panicked.

'Looks like this really was an easy victory for me. Take that, Illya!' Kuro smirked.

'His eyes… Looks like he's happy? I wonder what Illya put in the batter to make him feel like this…' Miyu wondered, debating on asking one of her important friends about the recipe. 'M-Maybe Lance would like it i-if I m-made him some…'

"Salisbury Steak flavored pound cake…!" Lance got out, quickly getting off of his chair, getting on one knee in front of Illya while taking both of her hands, earning shocked gasps from the people around them. Kuro had a jealous expression while Miyu felt a strong urge to separate them. "Illya… Please never leave my side."

"E-EH!?" Illya squeaked, her face exploding in red. "L-LANCE!?"

"I didn't know you knew how to make Salisbury Steak flavored pound cake… It is my absolute favorite, even more than my abject love for mangos." His eyes held a serious glint in them as he stared up at the flustered girl's face, ignorant to the growing jealousy in two certain girls. "In fact, Nee-sama made this as her first gift to me. Try as I might, it is her secret recipe that she refuses to share with me. But Illya knows of it, so… Please stay by me and make me more of these. I promise to do whatever you want in return."

'Wait, he actually LIKES it!?' Illya internally screamed.

Off to the side, Nanaki and Suzuka were both dumbfounded, but shook their heads and gave her a thumbs up with huge grins. Meanwhile, Tatsuko, who was somehow fully wrapped in plastic was trying to escape her imprisonment by crawling around on the floor like a caterpillar, shouting things like "Where's my Salisbury Steak!?"

'Well, if he likes it, then…'

'Despite his cooking skills, he surprisingly has weird tastes… Good for you, Illya!'

Were Nanaki and Suzuka's respective thoughts.

"The added mint was a nice touch, too. So…" Lance held her hands tighter before pulling them up and kissed her hand. "Please consider my proposal?"

[WHAAAAAT!?]

"L-La…"

"La…?" Lance tilted his head to the side, confused as to why Illya was shaking with steam coming out of her ears. Next to them, Kuro was seething while Miyu had a blank look in her eyes.

"LANCE YOU IDIOT!" Was all he heard before a resounding *SLAP* was heard, sending him flying and landing in a heap.

"W-What did I do…?" He managed to get out before fainting.

(Time Skip)

The next day in class, Lance was standing with Miyu, chatting as they waited for Kuro and Illya to get to school. Nanaki and Suzuka were next to them, looking with rapt confusion at the various scientific terms that the two were throwing about, while Tatsuko stood in front of the door, trying to avoid all the terms that made her head hurt. Unfortunately…

[I'm first!]

"GYAKU!?"

… She was pushed away by a strong force as two identical figures barged in, slumped on the ground, tired.

"I was definitely the first to arrive! That means I'm the older sister!" Illya smirked at her victory.

"You… You used your trance so that's cheating!" Kuro growled out.

"What are you two doing…?" Miyu asked.

"Older sister? A familiar hierarchy then?" Lance blinked, but then an evil thought came to him. 'I somehow feel like if that were the case, Shirou-sempai would be at the very bottom in their original hierarchy. Serves that sister stealing sempai right…'

Let it be known that he is still bitter over that fact.

"A birthday party?" Kuro asked as the girls plus Lance surrounded her desk.

"Yes. You see, we planned to celebrate Illya's birthday on July 20th, at the beach." Suzuka explained with a grin. "The perfect summer plan, don't you think?"

'Huh, the 20th? Isn't that my…?' Lance thought before refocusing on the conversation.

"So we wondered if you'd want to come, too, Kuro!" Nanaki piped in, leaning against Mimi, who said, "What do you think, Kuro-chan?"

"Hmm… Sounds perfect!" Kuro smiled. "Actually, my birthday's the same day."

[What!?]

'Makes sense. They were originally the same, so its doubtless to say they were also born the same day.' Lance thought, the only one except Miyu who wasn't surprised. He sighed a bit at seeing Illya drag Kuro to a corner. 'But still, what a coincidence.'

"Um…" Everyone paused, looking at Miyu who shyly raised her hand with a nervous smile. "July 20th is also my birthday, as well…"

[EH!?]

"Huh, that's a big coincidence, then." They all now looked at Lance, who had a thoughtful expression. "The 20th also happens to be my birthday. What a strange occurrence…"

[WHAAAT!?]

"All four of you share the same birthday!? What's going on here!?" Nanaki yelled.

"Were you all connected in a past life or something!?" Suzuka adamantly questioned.

"M-My birthday's the same, t-too!" Tatsuko tried to lie, only to get completely rejected by Nanaki and Suzuka.

"But if that's true, then we can celebrate all four of them together." Mimi added helpfully.

"That is true." Suzuka supplied.

"Then let's celebrate them all at once!" Nanaki suggested.

Suzuka grinned as, somehow, a background of the beach appeared behind her. "In that case, everyone…! Let's all use this quadruple birthday party as an excuse to get a lot of money from our parents and play all day long at the beach!"

[Yeah!]

"Hehe, I can't wait!" Kuro smiled mischievously, sliding up to Lance demurely as Miyu deadpanned her with a twitching eye and Lance shyly looked away. "It's our birthday party, Lance, Miyu. Right?"

"Please stop being so shameless…" Miyu blankly spoke.

"W-Well…" Lance pulled on his scarf before glancing at Miyu then to Kuro with a charming smile. "This is also both of your first time at the beach, right? Let's have fun then, Miyu, Chloe."

Both girls blushed before chatter began spreading in their group, while Illya stood a bit away, slightly glaring at Kuro.

'That Kuro… shamelessly flirting with Lance is one thing, but to make her birthday the same as mine…' Illya thought as she was in the restroom freshening up with the rest of the girls aside from Miyu and Kuro. "I have no authority as an older sister at all!"

"Huh? No authority, you say?" Suzuka's voice was muffled by the handkerchief held in her mouth as she washed her hands.

"Yes, I'm supposed to be like Kuro's older sister, but I have zero authority over her, at all…" Illya explained as she shook her hands of the water to dry them.

"I see. Yes, it is plain to see your point." Suzuka conceded. "It is Kuro we're talking about, though."

"Illya-chan, where is this coming from?" Mimi asked curiously.

Illya glanced to the side with a blank expression, recalling earlier events regarding a list of the social hierarchy in her family. "Let's just say that for certain reasons, it's a delicate time in the ongoing power struggle at our house, due to certain reasons."

"A power struggle?" Nanaki asked.

"What's that about?' Tatsuko asked.

"N-Nothing… Anyway! I want to act ike a proper older sister, so Kuro will wee me as one." Illya said before clasping her hands in a begging position. "Tell me what I can do to be more of an older sister, please! All of you have siblings, don't you?"

"Being an older sister, huh?" Suzuka contemplated.

"Well, for example, my older sister is the cute, popular type of gentle beauty." Nanaki said, an image of an older girl with mid-back length pink hair in loose curls appearing while surrounded by flowers and a cute smile on her face. "Apparently, a lot of the underclassmen call her 'Onee-sama'."

"Appearance does matter." Suzuka added.

"Loose curls look mature, don't you think?" Mimi added.

"Illya, take notes!" Nanaki ordered as Illya wrote it down on a notepad she had on hand. "Though lately, my sister lost some grounds due to three transfer students. A pigtailed girl who returned from abroad, a girl with blond ringlets, and a foreign beauty with unmistakable crimson hair. The last one is apparently Lance's older sister, though. I heard my sister is pretty good friends with her, too."

'Pigtails, ringlets, and crimson hair, huh? Yeah, those are definitely Rin, Luvia and Alexis, alright.' Illya had a strained smile at the mention of those defining traits, and the added title of being Lance's sister cemented who they were to the young albino girl.

"On the other hand, my older sister is no good at all." Suzuka sighed with a wry smile, an image of an older girl with darker hair than her and hair done up in a loose bun. "More often than not, she works me to the bone to apply tones an ink to her manga, but if she doesn't like it, she kicks me hard. But occasionally, when she's in a good mood, she'll buy me pudding and stuff."

"I know what you mean!" Tatsuko cheered. "If they buy me pudding, then I can forgive anything! Even if it's a broken arm or two!"

"Your body's surprisingly cheap, huh?" Nanaki sighed.

"But that kind of inconsistency can also be nice, don't you think?" Mimi added with a smile. "Don't they call that as 'Tsundere'?"

Suzuka sighed while crossing her arms. "I'm not a fan of labelling things lightly, but, well, I guess that's about right."

"Un, pudding and tsundere…" Illya took notes of those down too.

"You all are forgetting the most important thing! What's important is power! Power!" Tatsuko piped in with a wide grin, images of her two older brothers wearing martial arts uniforms, both blonde with one having spiky hair while the other has his bangs slightly covering one of his eyes. "My older brother's an older brother because he's so strong!"

"Aren't we talking about older sisters…?" Mimi sweat dropped.

"Well, she does have a point, though." Suzuka conceded.

"Older siblings in general are supposed to be stronger." Nanaki added.

"Right, 'demonstrate strenght'." Illya jotted down.

"In my case, I have a younger brother, so I guess that makes me an older sister, but…" Mimi said with a smile, an image of a young boy eating bread appearing with a darker shade of brown hair in comparison to Mimi. It then switched to him standing while holding a baseball bat. "I don't really think I have much authority. He often worries about me getting in trouble."

"You have a reliable brother, huh?" Nanaki smiled. "I'm kind of jealous."

Suzuka then swiftly placed her hands on the soft-spoken Mimi, earning an 'Eep!' "Next time, can we visit your house, Mimi!? Can we stay over!?"

"W-Why are you asking so suddenly?" Mimi stuttered.

"Right, right, 'worries about you'." Illya added to her notes.

Suzuku then let go of Mimi, looking at Illya with a wondering expression. "Well, what do you think, Illya? Did that help you come up with something?"

In response, the albino girl had a cloud of depression hanging over her as she robotically craned her neck to look at them. Her eyes were swirly in confusion with sweat profusely coming down from her face. "F-For now, I-I'll try all of them."

Students were talking around the hallway, and Lance just so happened to be passing by. He had heard some commotion coming from one of the hallways earlier, but decided that it might not be worth looking into. There was something about 'totally tied-up,' so he placed it down as something strange and left it at that.

'By the way, Specter,' Lance began. 'That nurse, Caren Hortensia. The one we met from when Kuro was still hunting Illya down. Don't you think there was something…strange about her?'

'Hm, indeed.' Specter responded, his bracelet form slightly vibrating. 'She carried an air of the divine around her. An aura similar to most priest and priestesses from the Church have.'

'Then, the Church has a spy in Fuyuki?' Lance asked, his eyes narrowing. 'Are they after something here, or is it something else?'

'It is…hard to say, Lance-sama. However…' Specter paused, thinking on something. '…Lance-sama, I had forgotten to inform you earlier, but I felt a foreign magic enter the city premises yesterday.'

'Foreign magic…? Strange, Nee-sama didn't tell me that we might be receiving guests…' Lance gained a suspicious look. 'We'll tell her when we get home, then. For now, we should—'

"Kya!"

"Hm?" Lance blinked, glancing to the side to see a young girl with short, purple hair with a red ribbon tied on the right side of her hair, sitting on the ground rubbing her head while some books and papers were scattered around. She wore the same uniform as the rest of the girls in his class, though seemed to at least be a year younger than them.

"…" Opening her eyes, Lance felt a shiver run down his spine as he saw those blank purple orbs. Without a word, the girl went about grabbing everything that she dropped, with Lance taking a moment to compose himself from what he felt before he went up to at least help the girl.

'What was that…? Her eyes, they looked so devoid of life…' He wondered, picking up the rest of the books and handing them to the girl. "Here you go."

"Huh…?" She stared at him, making him slightly uncomfortable but hid it well enough. "You…helped me? Why…?"

"Because it was the right thing to do…? Nee-sama always told me to help those who fell down." 'So long as they are not trying to kill me, that is.' Lance added as an afterthought, remembering that particular lesson during the first week of their meeting. 'I'm not known to do so, though. I usually just ignore people…'

'It is the effect of spending time with Illyasviel-san and Miyu-san.' Specter chuckled to himself, though he also felt wary of the look in the girl's eyes.

"…" Some light returned to her eyes as she looked up at him, due to him being slightly taller than her. The sight caused his lips to twitch up, glad to see some life returning there. "T-Thank…you…"

"Hn. No problem at all." Lance tugged at his scarf, before looking at the clock nearby. "Ah, sorry. I have to get going soon. Be careful on your way, alright, miss…?"

"… Sa…kura…Matou…" Sakura's voice was slow and slightly hesitant, so he gave her a gentle smile to try and calm her nerves.

"Matou-san it is, then." He nodded and gave a wave before beginning to move. "I'm Lance. Lance Sieghart. See you around, then."

"… S-See…you…"

'I have a feeling that we'll be seeing each other often…' Lance thought before shrugging it off and went on his way, unaware of the lingering stare of a 'broken' young girl.

"…Eh?"

Lance could only stare blankly as a growling Illya, a blank eyed Miyu, two proud teens, and a seething Alexis stood before him. Glancing to the side, he saw Kuro bashfully fidgeting as she kept sending shy smiles towards him. 'No way… There is no way I heard that right, is there…?'

"Like I said…" Rin puffed out her chest, wearing glasses as she's in her 'lecturer' mode. "Luvia, Alexis and I have decided that, since Kuro needs mana in order to stay in our world, and that we've established that she won't try to kill Illya anymore… Lance, you are now in charge of being the one to refill her with Mana through frequent kissing, especially when she's low on them."

"… In other words?" He asked, nervously.

"You'll be kissing her a lot. Basically. OHOHOHOHO!" Luvia laughed in her 'ojou-sama' manner, though stopped when she felt three glares sent her way. "R-Regardless… For one as young as you to be performing such an act. Think of it as preparation for when you are a teen."

"Okay, that confirmed it…" Lance's shoulders dropped a little in resignation, but sent a determined nod to Kuro, who blushed even more at his serious face. "But… If it's to help Chloe stay in this world, then sure."

"Lance~!" Kuro squealed then jumped him, making them fall as Lance's face steamed in embarrassment. This act served a switch for Illya to jump in.

"GET OFF OF HIM!" Illya growled out, trying to separate a clinging Kuro. Miyu, whose eyes were now twitching in what seems to be annoyance, stepped in and began helping Lance to stand up when Kuro was finally removed.

"Grr… I STILL DO NOT APPROVE OF THIS!" Alexis' hair began floating again, scaring everyone except Lance, but she soon calmed down. "But, seeing as how my sweet little brother would be sad if Kuro left, I'll concede. VERY reluctantly."

"Nee-sama…" Lance looked at his older sister with a grateful look.

'Well, with this, everything is well and truly back to normal, isn't it?' Specter thought to himself. 'If what you call normal is this kind of crazy, that is.'

AN: And that is a wrap for now. Sorry it took so long to update this, but I'm finally on my break after a tiring first semester as a freshman in my college.

Also, I recently found out Oath Under Snow is out, so I'll be watching that soon. Can't wait for season 5, too, cause honestly, Kaleid Liner PRISMA Illya is a pretty good fate show.

Again, sorry for the year long delay, and hope this makes up for it! Will begin writing the next chapter soon. Hope you all liked that chant, too!

For those who play FGO, can't wait for Lostbelt 1 coming this Spring!