Magic was pure fiction. It did not exist, no. It does not exist at all. That's exactly what it is, yet, why does it exist?
Kuroko walked in silence to the school gym where basketball practice was being held today, eyes seemed to stare at him, or rather behind him. She followed closely behind him, her heels tapping lightly against the ground, her long black skirt swaying about. She stared at his back with cool blue eyes, a smirk upon her red painted lips. She didn't have any intention of leaving him alone anytime soon. "You know, no matter how much you ignore me, I'll still be here." Her voice rang out to him as he approached the boy's changing room, opening the door to walk in before promptly slamming it in her face.
'She wouldn't dare come in here,' mused Kuroko, his teal eyes scanning over his changing teammates. He was clearly mistaken.
The door flew open before something clearly heavy was pressed to the back of his head, her arms engulfed him tightly as weight rested on his head. He wasn't pleased to hearing the voice of his captor, "Master why do you do this to me?" She had dared to enter.
The results were disastrous. Being semi nude basketballers, with no exposure to girls nor dating, they did the only logical thing they knew: they screamed, charging out of their changing room. The cry alerted their Coach, Aida Riko who immediately came storming in herself.
Kuroko felt the weight behind his head disappear, the arms around him seem to change and harden becoming more muscular. Riko had taken one step into the room before blood began to dripping down her nose. "Sorry for the disturbance but can you leave us alone?" A deeper and masculine voice spoke, teal eyes widened as he turned to see a male behind him. Correction, a naked male. Riko didn't reply before the girl herself fainted to the ground, her cheeks red tinted.
Kuroko took that opportunity to leave, dragging the naked male along with him into the bathroom. He locked the door and turned to the male, or so he thought. When he turned around, he saw a girl from before instead. "How do you do that?" Asked the teal haired teen.
"Do what, master?" The girl battered her eyes lashes at him flirtatiously. "Or would you rather me like this?" Her body shifted before turning male, his clothing in a similar to its female counterpart. "But I'm going to make one thing clear: I am never under. I always top." The eccentric male blew him a kiss, Kuroko restrained a shudder as he brought a hand to cover his face.
Of course, if it was going to be male, it would be a perverted male. "Do you have a name?"
The male laughed before shifting back into a female, "I don't have a specific name, but in the Holy Grail War, I am classified as an Archer, so you can call me that." She preformed a little bow to him. "A pleasure to met you master, Kuroko Tetsuya."
"And your gender?"
"Not specified but if you swing the other way, I don't mind being a male."
"How can I get rid of you?" Asked Kuroko, bluntly.
Archer placed a hand on her chest, "Why would you do that master? Don't you want to win the Holy Grail and fulfil your greatest desire?" She asked seductively, leaning into him. He stood still.
"No."
She sighed, "Fine," she admitted grudgingly. "The only way to get rid of me is for you to die because I can't die, my soul will continually use your mana to heal any injuries inflicted on my person as long you're alive."
He took her words in, they sunk into his mind before he turned away from and stormed out of the gym. He had to find Tohsaka.