Sakura couldn't believe it.

This little girl that had just appeared…

Was kissing Senpai.

Kill her.

And Rin… Rin was angry at that as well?

Kill her.

Both girls were after Shirou.

Kill them.

She could do nothing more than lower her head in shame.

Kill them.

There was no way senpai would accept her tainted body and mind.

Kill them.

They were going to steal senpai from her and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Uh… Ilya… what did you do that for?" she had to blink at that, she had just kissed him and he asked why?

"Oh Onii-chan… isn't it only natural to kiss the person you love?" the snow haired girl said with a coy smile.

Kill them.

"Uh… not when they're family," that made the girl's smile drop.

"But Onii-chan," the girl whined.

"Wha-umph!" and just as the boy opened his mouth her mouth moved back towards his as his eyes widened.

Seriously… just kill them.

"EINZBERN! RELEASE SHIROU RIGHT NOW!" Rin was definitely pissed as a dark ball of prana gathered at the tip of her finger.

"Uh…" a quiet moan drew her attention back towards Fujimura-sensei… and she found herself wondering what would happen next, "eh… SHIROU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

Silence reigned after that as everyone including the white haired girl turned to face a furious Tiger who clearly did not like what she was seeing.

"Gargh... I-Ilya! What the hell were you doing with your tongue?!" senpai seemed completely shocked at whatever the older girl had done to him and she honestly began to feel her heart sink.

If such a head on approach was failing then what were her chances of getting with the redheaded teen?

Like I keep saying, just kill them and take him by force.

Fujimura-sensei however seemed to simply freeze at that while the older girl took on a blank expression that just screamed 'you have got to be kidding me'.

"Lancer... I think I won our bet," Caster said out of nowhere.

"Well maybe if we actually had money to put on it then I'd pay you," Sakura found herself looking towards the direction of the voice to see a man in blue with spiky blue hair and a boyish grin... drinking Sake?

"Huh?... WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY SAKE?!" it looked like Fujimura-sensei was definitely angry.

"Drinking it, blame it on not having any beer," the man said with a shrug before taking a massive gulp of the beverage.

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STEALING MY BOOZE?!" the Tiger was definitely in a rage now.

"I'm Irish, it's what we do," the man said, causing the teacher to freeze, "besides, watching the train wreck that is that guy dealing with women is probably going to be even better after getting a bit of booze in my system."

"Lancer... why do you keep talking about me like that?" Senpai sounded seriously annoyed, "you keep talking about me and women but if you haven't noticed, I'm still single."

Sakura found herself staring at the boy in a manner similar to every other woman in the room... that is until Lancer started laughing like a madman and rolling around on the floor in hysterics.

"Dammit Lancer, why do you keep laughing at me?!" poor senpai... unable to even realise what was causing the guy so much amusement.

"You just had your freaking sister shove her tongue down your throat and you still don't understand," the man was definitely making a statement instead of asking a question.

"SISTER?!" Taiga was definitely shocked at that revelation and when it came down to it, Sakura found herself staring in disbelief.

"That's correct, allow me to introduce myself," the white haired girl responded before finally removing herself from the red heads immediate vicinity, "I am Ilyasviel Von Einzbern, Emiya Kiritsugu's daughter."

"Kiritsugu's... daughter?" and with those words finally escaping her mouth, Fujimura-sensei fell backward as consciousness left her.

"..."

"I'm seriously beginning to think I need some sort of guide to help me figure out what the hell is going on with my life," Sakura found herself once again frowning as Shirou made that claim.

"Now Onii-chan, where were we?" and it was with a lecherous grin adorning her face that the Einzbern turned to face the red head.

Oh for fuck's sake, just kill them already!

"Shut up Einzbern," Rin shouted and was clearly getting just as annoyed as she was with the homunculus trying to steal senpai when another voice interrupted the conversation.

"Matou heir..." it was Caster, her expression blank as she interrupted everything that was going on, "were you ever planning on telling anyone about that voice in your head?"

Oh crap.

XXX XXX XXX

Shinji hated how everything was going.

Why had Emiya managed to defeat him?

He was supposed to win the war!

He was the best master!

He was the greatest of everyone involved in the war!

So why the hell had Emiya defeated him so soundly?

"..."

It was because the bastard had cheated, he had multiple servants and was using a True Magic to maintain them.

That was why he was currently at the church. He had complained more than enough about how unfair it was, that Emiya had cheated... and that damned priest had simply said 'there is no such thing as cheating in a Grail War'.

What did he know? He'd never been involved as a participant, that bastard had no right to put him down like that.

The only good thing that came from it was the new servant that now obeyed him.

Gilgamesh, the King Of Heroes.

The strongest servant.

With Gilgamesh at his beck and call, Shinji knew that Emiya wouldn't stand a chance against him.

He was the greatest master after all.

And when it was over... he would show Sakura his broken and lifeless body and let her know just how worthless the 'fake janitor' was and that she had always been blessed to have him as a brother.

Or better yet...

"Gilgamesh, come, we will show that loser who's boss and destroy his stronghold," he said with a manic laugh erupting from his lips.

"You dare give orders to me, the king?" the golden armoured hero asked with narrowed eyes and an aura of murder surrounding him.

"Of course I do, I am-argh!" he found himself emptying his bladder involuntarily for a second time that day as the Golden King grabbed his throat and gave him a true death glare.

"Do not think for one moment that you own me boy," the Servant stated, "Kotomine is simply asking me to help you because he wants to make this war more interesting... I have no need for worthless trash like you."

Dammit... why was this happening? Ever since he had found out that Emiya was a magus...

Emiya...

Yet again that boy was the one thing that destroyed his life.

After all, if it wasn't for Emiya then he would have free run of all the girls in the school... but nearly half of them seemed to like the fake janitor more than him... HIM!

The worst part was that Tohsaka, the one person he wanted more than any other, clearly preferred the red head that let everyone walk all over him!

Back when the loser had attended Archery practice, Tohsaka would show up every day and have morning tea with Mitsuduri... after he left, she only showed up at most once a week.

"Dammit, I just want to make Emiya suffer," he managed to get out of his lips, earning an amused grunt off the king who promptly released him.

"Given how little conflict there seems to be, I will deal with this boy," the red eyed Babylonian stated with an irritated sigh, "but for the lead actor to take the stage so soon... is such shame."

Shinji could do little more than grin as he watched the first legend walk towards the home of the boy he considered a mortal enemy.

He had always hated how that guy felt so superior he didn't have to compete with him.

XXX XXX XXX

Matou Zouken, formerly known as Makiri Zouken released a sigh as he thought over what he knew of this Grail War.

To think that a True Magician was involved and now had all the servants.

Well... all of the official servants anyway, there was still that remnant of the previous war hanging around.

What annoyed him was that his worthless grandson had lost his servant so easily.

And it wasn't even as if his servant had been defeated, instead the bond had been broken and reformed with another master.

So Rider was now running around under a different master who just so happened to have unlimited prana.

But maybe he could use this, if he could get Sakura to absorb the servants then he could complete the Grail and...

XXX XXX XXX

Sakura couldn't stop the smile from spreading across her face.

And unlike so many other times, this time it was a real one.

To think that senpai had willingly given her a cup just like his little sisters for her to put a wish to.

And she already knew it had worked.

She was no longer feeling the horrible heat that always plagued her, she no longer felt that leash that had always connected her to her adoptive grandfather...

Sure her appearance hadn't changed but she could feel the lack of crest worms in her body, the lack of prana being drained from her, the lack of that dark voice trying to tempt her to kill all the others around her, the reappearance of her hymen...

And she could also tell that the man that had tortured her for over a decade no longer existed.

She had actually managed to erase him.

His mark was still left on her mind but her body was no longer tainted like it used to be.

Maybe...

Just maybe...

Senpai would accept her like this.

"T-thank you senpai," she managed to get out, her smile easily the most honest it had ever been.

And with that, she did the one thing she wanted to do more than anything else.

She leaned forwards and kissed him, square on the lips.

"SAKURA/MATOU!" she ignored Rin and the Einzbern magus as she noted how he seemed absolutely gobsmacked by her action.

"ABOUT BLOODY TIME!" and then her eyes widened at the one voice she didn't expect to hear.

"FUJIMURA-SENSEI/FUJI-NEE?!" oh great... now she'd never hear the end of it.

"Oi, Caster, what're the odds he'll finally understand why we laugh at him?" Lancer said from across the room.

"I would say, one hundred to one," the Greek Magus stated bluntly.

"What are you guys talking about?" they were right.

Even now he still didn't realise.

Maybe competing with the others wasn't a good idea...

They'd probably need each other's help to get through that thick skull of his.