Author's note: Right, first off, no I don't own Naruto or Fate/stay night.

I was thinking I might bring Rin in later in the story (Second Magic actually would make sense), but I'm holding it off for now. Definitely won't happen until later in the story if I do decide to.

I'm still trying to decide if I should make Shirou a mentor, father figure, or brother figure for this story. I'll probably end up with a mix of all three by the time I'm done (If I get done, part time college and full-time work eat a lot of time up.) Right now, I'm barreling along to get to the end of the bell test. I can see the story so clearly up till past that point, then I have to figure out the next character development. I will say this though, TenTen will not be a love interest for Shirou or Naruto. For a first time fanfic writer, this is rather fun. In the meantime, enjoy this next chapter

Morning did not come soon enough for Shirou.

The whole night had kept him on the edge with what ifs and maybes, but he had concocted a plan of attack for the Hokage.

Simple, but effective, and quite possibly devastating to his Master. 'Sounds like old times already'

The first phase was to confer with his Master if he wanted to go through with the plan.

Unfortunately, because he had been up half the night with jutsu training and eavesdropping, he was still sound asleep when the sun rose.

Shirou scowled at that. He had trained himself from before he was Naruto's age to get up with the sun regardless of how little sleep he got.

'I'm going to have to break that habit into him. That skill could be the difference between life and death for a ninja.'

Shirou decided to wait an hour, but his blond Master was still out cold.

Grabbing the pitcher of ice water next to Naruto's bed, he raised it over Naruto's head.

"Naruto," Shirou warned "You have ten second's to wake up or I'll do it for you"

Naruto merely mumbled

'10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1,'

Shirou, true to his word, dumped the ice water onto Naruto's face.

The results were spectacular, to say the least.

Naruto jumped out of bed coughing and yelling at the top of his lungs "What the hell was that for?"

Shirou calmly sat there waiting till Naruto finally got oriented.

Iruka, on the other hand, had woken up when Shirou gave the warning. Upon seeing the action, he couldn't help but laugh "The prankster got pranked."

Naruto, madder than ever, turned to his despicable Servant and said, "What's the big idea ya' dick?"

Shirou calmly stood up, walked to Naruto, and promptly knocked his feet out from under him.

Looking straight into Naruto's eyes giving him his second best glare, which would have been about Rin's ninth scariest glare, and spoke "First watch your language."

The air had gone visibly colder.

"Second if I had been an enemy, you would be dead. You say you want to be Hokage, then you need to realize that people will want to kill you whenever they think you're weak."

The air was getting frigid.

"Finally, Master," Shirou spoke, the room was all but covered in ice from his tone

"Though you have had a long night, you have wasted over an hour of daylight. If you wish to be Hokage you will need every minute of light to spend on improving yourself to face the challenges ahead."

Naruto was terrified.

What had happened to that gentle guy that treated him like a son, like a human.

This had to be someone else, how else would he have changed so fast.

Iruka himself was at a loss. 'Where did that last one come from?'

Shirou looked up from Naruto and gazed out the window.

"The first thing we need to do is get you checked out of here and go over to your place."

Naruto paled at that 'Oh Kami, I haven't cleaned my apartment in months"

Iruka risked it and spoke out "They won't let you check out for another hour."

Shirou smiled evilly at Iruka and said "Watch me"

The room had become Antarctica

Guiding Naruto to the Nurses' desk Shirou demanded the sign out sheets.

One look at Shirou's face was enough and the paperwork could not have been filled out fast enough.

Once outside the hospital Shirou looked down to Naruto, who was almost ghost white, and spoke "Where do you live?"

Dreading each step was one step closer to the gallows he went to his small one room apartment.

During the journey Shirou noticed the looks the people were giving.

At first he thought it may have been him that was getting those glares.

He didn't give the best first impression, the whole drawing weapons and jumping over a mystified crowd tended not to endear hearts.

Following the gazes however, he saw that they were looking down, focusing on his Master.

'Has he always had those looks directed at him? Just because of the demon?'

Continuing, he saw that many of the children had similar glances

'The parents poison the minds of their children. It's a wonder Naruto hasn't ended up dead yet.'

As they walked he memorized the layout of the town.

'Last thing I need is a repeat of when I first met Blue and ended up cornered in an alley.'

Living wonder fifth magician or no, that woman could make Dead Apostles turn tail and run.

Shirou kept an eye out on the prices for the various shops. He soon had a good idea of the cost of living. 'One ryo is about the same as one yen here. Good to know if I have to buy anything'

One thing he noticed was there were a large number of blind people.

As he walked, he couldn't help but notice their eyes were pure white, and looked related.

He swore that two of them were looking, actually looking at him.

If so, their sixth sense was not to be underestimated.

He resolved to ask Naruto or Iruka at a later date.

Finally, Naruto halted in front of a building.

"We're here." He said.

To Shirou's eyes, the building looked, for lack of a better word, cheap.

Not rundown, but getting there. The paint was starting to peel, the roof was missing some shingles, and the wood looked old and ready to rot.

It made sense to him, no parents, probably living off the welfare until he had a job, like his new ninja job.

Naruto led Shirou to the fifth floor And went to the second door on the right.

Shirou noticed Naruto was bracing himself for something.

'Probably hasn't cleaned his room in years.'

"Naruto" Shirou said quietly. Naruto was white as a sheet now.

"Cleanliness will be a part of your routine from now on. Understood?"

Naruto could only nod and opened the door.

It was as bad as Shirou figured, in other words, it looked like a bomb blew up.

Dishes and clothes spread everywhere.

Empty food containers, predominantly ramen, were left across the table and under it.

Shirou signed and spoke quietly "This is one of the many reasons why you need to get up at the break of day"

Naruto was just happy not to see the glacier glare again.

Shirou picked his way to the fridge and almost had a heart attack.

No fruit, no vegetables, the milk spoiled four days ago, the cheese was molding, the only source or meat were pork slices put in ramen.

Opening the freezer, all there was was ice.

Quickly opening the cupboards, he found a few untouched pots and pans, cereal, and ramen. The only dishes that seemed to have a lot of use were the cups and bowels.

And God help him, not even a tea kettle or tea. 'That's it, I'll be damned before I let this continue any further.'

Rounding to Naruto, Shirou took every ounce of will and kept his voice moderate.

"I'm going shopping Naruto, I'll need funds, but when I get back, I'll make breakfast."

Naruto glanced at his frog purse and gulped.

"In the meantime, Naruto, I need you to clean this room up."

Naruto handed over the purse.

Shirou opened it up counted out enough funds for the required ingredients and utensils.

In the end, about a quarter of the funds were taken and Shirou all but ran to the stores.

Naruto fearing the worst if the room was not clean came upon a brilliant idea of using shadow clones.

Summoning four clones to help they went to work.

One worked on the dishes, one began the laundry, one collected trash, while both Naruto and his last clone began straightening the room.

They were on the clock, and fear lent them wings.

Shirou wasn't running to the stores now, he was Reinforced running to the stores.

Moving between a dozen shops, Shirou gathered every ingredient, every utensil, every bargain in record time.

He had overestimated the prices and ended up with some moderate change left over.

Wondering what to do with it he was heading back home with a small mountain of groceries.

People stopped and looked at what looked like a walking collection of groceries with eyes passed them.

It was about four buildings from Naruto's apartment when he heard it.

A young woman with buns in her hair was shouting out "One day only. Reduced prices on all weapons".

It was like a message from God with neon lighting and an arrow.

Walking past the girl, who was looking at the sight of him, he entered the store.

The shopkeeper looked comical, the eyes were darting everywhere, as if searching for some help. The shopkeeper was sweating and a bit pale. Whatever he was looking for was not there. Shirou could clearly hear the man's heartbeat increase.

'It's as if he expects me to rob the place while my hands are full.'

It was clear the clerk had never seen a major grocery shopper in action.

Shirou carefully placed the groceries down and pointed at the knife in the window.

Upon seeing that the spectacle was a customer, the shopkeeper grinned widely.

'One moron coming up' he thought.

Shirou held the knife up to the light and laughed. Taking the shopkeeper to the knife, Shirou pointed out the hair-line fracture in the knife. One good hit and the knife was history. The clerk asked him if he was interested in a different one. Shirou pulled out another knife from the wall. Asking the clerk to step back, Shirou went through an exercise swinging, parrying, countering. In his practice, Shirou barely noticed he had grabbed another weapon from the display and continued through the exercise.

"How's it going Uncle" the girl with buns called entering the shop. She paused inside the door. What was this display? This man in red was going through the store swinging the weapons with precision all the while quickly discarding old weapons and grabbing new ones.

Again and again with complete control always alternating weapons, never stopping the elaborate movements. She noticed however, that a few of the weapons were placed in a pile on the counter.

Mesmerized by the swordsman moves, she barely noticed her uncle creep up beside her.

"TenTen," he whispered, "You've got to stop him, what if he breaks something."

It was all she could do not to roll her eyes. The store had been designed so that a customer could tryout the weapons.

Not to mention that this swordsman was clearly an expert and would never damage the equipment. She went back to watching the weapons master. She watched him go through a movement using an ax and a small dagger, replace the dagger in mid swing and grabbing a short sword to complete the movement.

It was brilliant.'What I wouldn't do to have that much control. He's using every weapon in his environment. No wasted movements, even when switching out. It's like some kind of dance choreographed for every movement'

Finally, the man stopped the elaborate dance and went to the counter.

Sensing business at last, her uncle went to the counter to ring up such a large haul. Before he even began calculating the amount, however, the man in red held up his hand. He began whispering to her uncle, who was beginning to visibly pale. One by one the weapons were pushed out of the pile, her uncle sweating profusely from what the swordsman was saying.

TenTen walked closer to hear what the man was saying when she tripped.

She had been so focused on the man she had missed the food on the ground.

The man looked back at her "You okay?" he asked, concern laced his words.

'That voice. The man such a wonderful voice. Soothing yet powerful. It was just like grandpa'

"Yes, I'm okay"

Turning back to the clerk the red man pushed the swordsman pushed aside the katana. All that remained of the weapons from the pile were a short sword and a knife with a knuckle guard.

Shirou told the clerk "This sword hear, look, the shading here on the shaft of the blade show that the blacksmith didn't put enough heat when he was working. One good blow and the sword will snap like a twig."

'He noticed all that while swinging the blade? What kind of person is he?'

Her uncle was on the verge of desperation "And I suppose that the knife has some major flaw in it to?"

Shirou nodded his head. "This knife has the worst flaw of all of them."

Her uncle held his hands up in the air in defeat "Enough, if you have nothing better to due than to insult my shop," 'My shop? Dad's the one who owns it uncle not you.' "then I must ask you to leave."

'Here we go' Shirou thought with an evil grin

Well that is the problem I find I have need of a weapon to begin training my apprentice who is right now ready to begin training with real weapons." Picking up the knife idly Shirou continued "I might be persuaded to buy this piece of junk for say 2000 ryo."

"2000!, the knife is worth 5000"

"It might have been worth 5000 if the maker had known what they were doing." Shirou retorted emphasizing the might

"While I admit that the knife may have been damaged, I refused to go below 4000."

"Damage!" Shirou shouted "What do you mean damage, I was referring to the creation of the blade." Shirou lowered his voice to a hiss "4000 for in improperly made damaged sword? No sir I refuse, I'll pay no more than 1800 for such a shoddy blade." 'Come on little fish, bite it'

TenTen watched as her uncle was sweating bullets and paling by each counter offer. "Well good sir I wasn't implying that the sword was damaged, I only meant that it had been made wrong so how about 3000 ."

"MADE WRONG?" Shirou bellowed TenTen's uncle was cowering before this avatar of rage. "You're telling me you want me to pay 3000 for a blade that's forged wrong, damaged, and has something like a loose hilt?"

TenTen's uncle is visibly shrinking from this titan. "t-t-two thousand?'

TenTen watched the raging man instantly turn back into the calm collected dancer she first beheld.

"Done. Here you are 2000 ryo."

TenTen could only watch as this man had haggled harder than anyone she had ever seen before.

Her uncle seemed to think the worst was over and with renewed vigor asked the man "Will that be all?"

"Oh, of course not." Shirou replied lightheartedly. The only thing that spoiled that image was that grin of pure evil. "I still have to buy some protectors for my apprentice's hands."

Shirou had to hold back from laughing at the clerk's reactions. Red rage froze into pure terror and back again for several seconds before the clerk resigned himself to another helping of haggling a la Madam Blue

'The only good thing I learned from her was to haggle like a bastard. Course, she always had the option of blowing up anyone who irritated her'

A few more minutes of one sided haggling and Shirou was out the door with gifts for his Master and all the groceries need for the nest few weeks.

Looking past her uncle TenTen could only stare in awe at what she had witnessed.

'That...That was amazing. The speed, the control, the movements. I- I've got to have lessons with him, whoever he is.'

Glad she had the rest of the day off, TenTen followed the red savant.

Carefully picking his way up the stairs, Shirou lightly kicked the door

Naruto promptly opened the door. 'Thank Kami, I learned Kage Bushin, I just finished cleaning.' Shirou carefully placed the bags down and gave Naruto the change, a measly two hundred forty nine ryo.

Naruto sadly put the money back.

Shirou turned to Naruto and said "Good job cleaning, but now I need you to empty out the fridge, everything must go."

While Naruto did as instructed, Shirou began putting away the food

Naruto had in addition to two week of food, a new skillet, teapot, eggbeater, spatulas, and several other cooking utensils.

Shirou stopped Naruto before he opened the last bag "Leave it for now Naruto, please."

Shirou began humming as he put the kettle on and buttered up the skillet.

"Ever heard of pancakes Naruto?" Shirou asked.

Naruto had never heard of it before "No"

Shirou smiled, 'You will today'.

In the middle of cooking, Shirou heard a knock on the door.

"Naruto could you please get the door?"

Naruto could only shake his head '

What is with this guy? First he rips my head off this morning, then he shops more than the ladies, he says please instead of demands, now he's humming while cooking exotic foods.'

Naruto opened the door and stood shock still.

TenTen looked nervously at Naruto and asked "Hey, have you seen a man dressed in red with white hair and-"

Naruto opened the door fully so she could see him.

"Excuse me sir," TenTen began nervously.

Shirou turned to her and said "Guests? Perfect timing, I just got the tea ready." 'The girl from the weapons shop. I can see the resemblance between the clerk and her better keep an eye out'

Pouring three cups of his tea he went back to flipping pancakes.

TenTen looked nervously at Naruto who shrugged and offered her one of the two chairs.

'Once again this man keeps surprising me. A master swordsman, a master haggler, and now a chef'

Looking at the strange red man's back she began again "Sir, I have a request"

Shirou called back to her "Butter or jam on your pancake?"

TenTen was caught off guard 'Pancake?'

"Um, sir it's actually-"

"Call me Saber" He interrupted, delivering a platter of four oddly looking circular cakes.

'Here about the haggling? No bad for business calling the sale off.'

He boldly placed two on a plate for Tenten and two for Naruto.

He then placed a jar of jam, a jar of honey, and some butter on the table,

He turned back to the cooking area and came back with sliced apples and placed them on the tray.

She couldn't help but notice that the apple had been cut so that the skins became bunny ears.

With a look of pure content, Shirou picked up his cup of tea and told TenTen

"We'll discuss your request after eating."

'Must be here for something else. Information? Friendship? Favors?'

Tenten looked at Naruto who had wisely decided to keep out of the affairs of the kitchen.

Naruto shrugged and took a bite of the pancakes. 'Can't be all that bad if it smells this good.'

'DELICIOUS. Where have they been all my life. Must have more.'

Naruto quickly finished the first pancake before he had even considered adding a topping.

TenTen saw the look Naruto gave and tried a bite.

'So Good! I have got to get the recipe'

TenTen decided to add a bit of jam to the pancake and found the combination perfect.

While both were wolfing down the pancakes, Shirou smiled knowing he had begun the first step in healthy eating.

After eating second helpings and snacking on apples waiting for the pancakes TenTen observed Saber's cooking

'He's good. Add master chef to his skill set'

She decided she would ask for cooking lessons in addition to the lessons she had come for in the first place.

'Wonder what Neji would think about pancakes.'

Shirou focused upon the guest "Now then, what was it you came here for Mrs?"

"Um, sir, I was kinda wondering if you would,"

TenTen began nervously. She could help but begin to blush looking at Saber's face.

It was a strong attractive face with an exotic flare.

'How old is he? He looks like he's in his twenties he must be a genius'

"If I would what?" Shirou asked he saw signs of attraction in the girl.

Lord knows he had seen plenty of it when he was alive. Rin and Luvia at the top of the list.

. But for him he still loved that blue clad knight who appeared in moonlight in his workroom.

"Um, pleasecanyoutrainme" she burst out as fast as she could

"Come again?"

Blushing at how she sounded, she took a deep breath and said "Could you please train me in the martial style of yours."

Shirou was surprised by this request. "Because you have asked me this I will be honest with you."

TenTen felt her heart turn to lead. 'He doesn't want a second apprentice. How Naruto got to be his apprentice is beyond me.'

"My style" he said with emphasis on the word style "Revolves on using a hundred different weapons at the same time."

TenTen nodded her head "That's why I want you to train me"

'Your skills in the shop were beyond anything I've ever seen. Please at least give me a few lessons. I've got to prove myself, I've got to show him'

Shirou was almost gaping at this.

Tenten pulled out a scroll onto the table. From there she summoned a dozen different weapons.

Shirou smiled at this 'There's actually someone who wants to learn my insane style?'

"Interesting, I will have to think about this."

TenTen felt her hopes rise. She had seen that wistful look in his eyes. 'He can see my talent. He can see how similar we fight.'

Naruto, who had been quite for the exchange turned to Saber "Hey, if your training her, what about me?"

Shirou's eyes lit up "Well since you mentioned it"

Shirou reached into the unopened back and pulled out a knife with a brass knuckle grip and two gauntlets. The gauntlets protected the back of the hand and the knuckles leaving no restrictions on the fingers for jutsus, but plenty of protection for fists.

"I noticed your hands" Shirou began. "From the calluses on your knuckles, you're a brawler."

TenTen giggled while Naruto scowled 'Why does TenTen want to work with Saber so much? And why am I degraded to a brawler'

"Don't take offense at that Naruto, some of the best fighters I've ever met were brawlers. What you need to focus on is unpredictability."

Naruto looked confused at that.

"This means you're going to have to work on three basics then go from there. Speed, stamina, and experience."

Naruto nods at the first two, but the last one throws him.

"How do I get experience Saber?"

Shirou smiles a very evil smile,

"Sparring"

'Ah that brings me back. I still can feel it when saber kept hitting me with that Shinai.'

Naruto and TenTen both shiver at that look.

Shirou looked thoughtful then turned to TenTen

"I see no problems with you sparring with us. If you do decide to assist in Naruto's training, I'll be more than willing to give you pointers on making your own style."

TenTen nodded to this "I would love to help out"

'Not what I was hoping, for but it's a foot in the door'

"Oh, wait," TenTen gasped having nearly forgot.

Shirou looked at her chuckling at her burst.

TenTen blushed again "Would it be possible for you to teach me how to cook."

Shirou turned his head a bit, the shrugged. "We'll have to see about that later. How can I contact you about the sparring matches?"

"Oh that's no problem, my dad runs the store that you bought the knife and gauntlets from."

After TenTen left the apartment Naruto turned to Shirou and asked "Are you really going to make me spar with her?"

Shirou held up one hand and listened.

When he could not hear TenTen's foot steps again he went over to the window, looked outside, then shut the window.

Turning back to Naruto with all good cheer removed from his face Shirou sat down in one of the chairs of the table.

"Yes, you will be sparring with her, if she is a spy I'd rather keep her where I can see her."

"You think she's a spy?"

Shirou snorted "She's a ninja, of course she's a spy, so are you."

Naruto gaped at that.

Shirou continued "The only question is if she is spying on us or is she being honest with us."

Picking up the tea cup, Naruto noticed that Saber had shifted into a lecturing mode.

Waving a finger in the air Shirou emphasized "Her behavior is abnormal, even for a village of ninjas"

Naruto decided not to take notice of that derogatory 'What's his deal about ninjas?'

"Rather than shun you or ignore you,"

Naruto flinched at that

"She follows me here accepts tea and breakfast without a complaint or an attempt to reject the offer. From her behavior, I have come with three theories."

Naruto began listening intently to the lecture.

'This lesson is much more interesting than any of Iruka's.'

"The first theory is she is being honest in wanting to train to get stronger. The second is she is a spy from the Hokage or another ninja to understand our partnership."

Naruto nodded, he could see either of those options after analyzing the oddities.

"What's the third option?"

Shirou waved his hand in a dismissive gesture "She has a crush on you."

Naruto nearly choked on that. "What?"

'Her? Me? Never.'

"It is in the realm of possibility that she is using the excuse to be close to you. I would have dismissed it, but when she asked for the cooking lessons the option became a possibility."

"Why is cooking important?"

"The way to a man's heart is through his stomach." Shirou said sagely then turned serious

"It could be she was scouting out what kind of food you like to eat."

"Ramen" Naruto proclaimed proudly.

"So I could tell, however this ends my analysis."

"So, what do we do?"

"First you are going to tell me what you dreamed about"

Naruto was pulled up short by the change in topics

"Well I dreamed about you in the hospital and moving in with your dad."

Shirou's face lit up at that memory

"I didn't understand something though" Naruto continued

"What?"

"What is a magus?"

"Ah" Shirou sits forward in the chair placing the empty tea cup on the table.

"A magus is someone who used magic"

Naruto frowns at that "There's no such thing as magic."

Shirou smiles at that naive assumption.

Holding out his hand

"Trace on" Kanshou and Bakuya twin Chinese swords, appear in my hands. White Kanshou reflects the light from the window, while black Bakuya seems to eat the light.

Naruto's eyes widen "Where-" The swords vanish in replacement Shirou traces a the Masaramune and a Gram in Shirou's hands.

Shirou keeps this up for a bit swords appear and vanish.

After a bit Shirou stops. The swords vanish.

"Unlike TenTen who merely stores weapons on the scrolls, I create the blades I desire."

Naruto is flabbergasted,

'How, how was that possible? You can't just create swords from nothing. But, there's no scroll, no hand signs, '

Shirou makes sure that Naruto is looking right at him, then he disappears.

Naruto jumps at this. 'Where did he go? He was too fast?'

"I'm right in front of you Naruto."

Naruto focuses in front of him, no-one should be able to do that. Sure there were techniques similar to that, but they required the target to look away from the user or be distracted.

"Right now I am in spirit form, I cannot be seen, felt or heard unless I allow it."

Shirou appears before Naruto, but Shirou does not look solid.

Naruto can see the wall through Shirou.

"Right now Naruto only you can see me or hear me."

Naruto is about to scream, Shirou is a ghost.

Shirou shifts back to physical form much to the relief of Naruto.

"If you still want proof Naruto, I could blow up a mountain for you."

"No, No thanks" Naruto shakily replies.

Shirou stands up "Naruto can you show me your left arm."

Naruto flinches but does so. Upon seeing the design on his arm, Naruto's frayed nerves snap.

"AAAH! What is it? Get it off!"

Shirou firmly grips Naruto's shoulder "Calm down and I'll explain."

It takes a bit of time, but Naruto does calm down.

"Those marks on you are proof of our contract."

"Proof?"

"Yes, these three Command Seals with these you are able to give me three Absolute Orders."

"Absolute orders?"

"When I say absolute, I'm not joking. If you used one of those seals you could command me to kill everyone in the village."

Naruto blanches at this.

"You could command me to perform any sexual act no matter how heinous."

Naruto looks sick.

"You could even command me to kill myself"

"Never!" Naruto declares.

Shirou smiles at that.

"Now listen these Seals can even distort time and space to a degree."

Naruto is now lost at this.

"Imagine this, you and I are separated, you are beset on all sides by a superior forces."

Naruto nods to show he follows

"Using a Command Seal you can call me from anywhere to come to you side instantly."

Naruto's face becomes skeptical at this. That kind of thing took time to set up.

"Remember Naruto, this is magic."

Naruto remembers the demonstrations and shudders.

"In addition you can use the Seals to boost my performance like say attack with everything you have or dodge. Doing that will allow me for a brief moment to go beyond my limits and perform a miracle."

Naruto looks at the seals in a mixture of wonder and horror.

"Why?" Naruto whispers

"Why what?" Shirou asks back

"Why would you let me have these?"

Shirou sighs "It's a form or insurance to protect you. If you had summoned someone else, you would

have needed those seals to keep you alive."

Naruto began to see this. One seal could have Saber kill himself if he was dangerous.

"What do you mean by summoned? I've never heard of anyone summoning a human, and summons are supposed to leave after a while. You're still here."

Shirou smiles and remembers what it was like for him learning about Servants and the Grail War.

"Because unlike a summon which can only manifest for a short time, you Master have called forth a Servant."

Naruto's head jerks back remembering that phrase.

To start with a Servant is a familiar not a summons."

Naruto is lost at this. Shirou sighs and simplified it

"Summons stay for a short time, Servants stay for as long as they are not killed and the Master, the one who summons their Servant, does not use up all three Command Seals."

'It's a dumbed down explanation, but then, he's not trying to become a magus anyway.'

"So that mean's you'll stay?" Naruto asks tentatively

"As long as you need me, and as long as I draw breath."

Naruto smiles at that 'Good, Saber can be scary at times, but he's mostly nice.'

"I believe I owe you one more explanation Master."

"Please, call me Naruto"

There is a reason why you must use my real name

'Real name? Yeah, yeah I remember him saying something about that'

"If there was another Servant out there, that Servant could use my name to find my weaknesses."

"So I should just keep calling you Saber?"

"Please do, it could be the difference between life and death."

Shirou stood up at and motioned for Naruto to do the same.

"Now Naruto we have to head over to the Hokage's residence"

"Why?"

"We need to discover the truth of the demon inside you"

Naruto hung his head at that memory

Shiro grabbed Naruto's chin and forced it up

"Never hang your head for what you have no power over. This is not your fault"

Naruto felt a smile on his face, a real smile, not one of the fakes he put on in public.

'Yeah, it's not my fault. I'll show them. I'll show them I have what it Takes to be a Hokage.'

Unaware of the fact that their conversation had been overheard, the Hokage put down his pipe and covered his viewing crystal.

'So this man will serve Naruto in good faith. I believe that this man will make Naruto and perhaps many other young ones into legends.'

Smiling the Hokage prepared to the truth of the Kyuubi. 'But I won't tell him of his heritage yet my old friend. the Hokage thought glancing at the picture of the fourth Hokage.