Chapter 4: A Brand New Start

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Disclaimer: Fate/Stay Night doesn't belong to me, and any character that is shown on this chapter doesn't belong to me. The student that appears randomly on this chapter doesn't belong to me or anybody else as it was only a figment of my imagination.

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"…so that's the reason why you threw the frying pan at her, all because she said she's better at cooking? Why you little…" Fujimura-sensei started stretching Ilya's cheeks apart in a comical way. It has been a few hours since the incident and the wound that was on her head was bandaged over. We had to give her a fake explanation of why Ilya threw the frying pan when Fujimura woke up. Even so, the feast that was laid in front of us didn't comfort one bit despite the fact that her chopsticks were going towards another dish every two seconds.

"Make sure you girls go to sleep early, ok?" Fujimura-sensei pointed towards Saber and Morgan who was sitting together on the opposite side of the table. Both of them nodded in response. She pointed towards me.

"…and Shirou, you should take control of them better, they are living in your house."

I spoke to her in monotone. "Yes, Sensei." Satisfied with my answer, she wolfed down the remains of her rice, said "Good-bye." and went out the door as it closed with a gentle snap. After a few minutes of silence, we cleaned up, putting the leftovers of our dinner in the refrigerator and the dishes in the sinks. Sakura went out after helping me wash the plates while Ilya, Saber and Morgan was watching T.V. as she said "I'll be going now." and closed the door, locking it before going home. With that, we went to take a shower, with Morgan first as she was the one who was traumatized today, then Saber, Ilya and lastly me. After changing, I went into my futon, as everyone went into their respective rooms, and went to sleep, preparing for the chaos that lies ahead…

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"Arturia is gone, Morgan."

A long bearded man wearing a long blue robe was seen comforting a blonde female around the age of sixteen. Even though the corridor was dimly lit, everything was still clear, as if this happened yesterday. As soon as the man's hand touched Morgan's shoulder, she shook it off, tears falling from her pale face.

"Merlin, what kind of trickery are you telling me? You told me to come here just to tell me this? This isn't like you…" Her voice trailed into a whisper. The person known as Merlin sighed upon hearing this.

"Morgan, I'm faithfully telling you the truth. The person known as King Arthur…is dead. She gave her life, kept her honour above all." Soon after the sentence fell out of his mouth, Morgan grabbed his collar and shoved him into a wall, screaming.

"Honour is no use if the person is gone! She wouldn't do that, she wouldn't!

Unfazed by her attack, Merlin grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her.

"She is gone! She is gone! Morgan, you must accept this fact!"

She kept on shaking her head, denying this fact.

"If you don't believe me, go to the garden."

With that, Morgan ran up the stone stairs, with Merlin following her slowly.

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In the middle of the fields and fields of flowers, there was something that stands out from the rest. In the middle of a sunflower patch lies a body that donned armor, carvings were etched upon it. Radiance could be seen from the body, as if a candle was lighting her up.

It was Arturia's body.

The clouds started rumbling and rained started pouring out, soaking Morgan and Arturia's carcass. Merlin patted her on the shoulder.

"My child, you said that honour is of no use when she is gone? That may be true, but tell me, what do you see on your sister other then the king that ruled Great Britain?"

Morgan went towards the wet body, and inspected her as if the body would break with a single touch and said,

"She's…smiling…"

Merlin nodded. He spoke.

"Yes, she died not as a person that had the hopes of every citizen of Britannia, neither as a warrior nor a king. She died happily, with a smile on her face."

With that, she cried, as tears and raindrops fell from her face, wailing on her sister's body as if everything she had stored inside of her was pouring out.

Merlin walked up to her and patted her on the back, and walked with her towards the castle's entrance. As the rain fell heavier, the sunflowers began to wilt and the petals flew away as a gust of wind came…and everything faded away.

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At that moment, my daily 'alarm clock' woke me up.

"Oni-chan…get up." Ilya shook me. I turned around in my futon.

"I get it, Ilya." Hearing her footsteps go out the door, I got up, stretching and opening up the curtains, seeing that today will be another sunny day. I got dressed while thinking.

"The dream that I saw…Its Morgan's dream, so why I am seeing it? I saw Saber's dream but that was because she was my Servant and I was her Master. That always happens in the Holy Grail War, but then how…" Sounds of struggle could be heard from the other side of the door, where Saber was.

I knocked on it.

"Arturia, are you ok?" There was a faint response.

"Yes, but I seem to be stuck…"

"Stuck in what?" I started to open the door until her response stopped me.

"…in my bra…" I could only say, "I'll be waiting for you in the living room then." before closing the door and went to sit with Rin, Sakura, and Ilya as the breakfast was already made by Sakura. Pan-fried eggs, toast, a few slices of ham and a carton of milk was on the table. When we began to eat, a thought struck my mind as a slice of toast hung on my mouth.

"Whear isa mopkin?" Everyone looked at me when Rin said, "Where is mudkip? Really, Shirou, don't speak with your mouth full." as she rested her head on her hand.

"Sorri." I swallowed the toast and said the question again.

"Where is Morgan?" I had to drink a cup of tea so the bread could go down.

"Ah, if you're looking for Morgan, she's at the guest room, wearing the school uniform that I gave her. I think Arturia is doing the same. Here they come now." She pointed towards the hallway behind me. As I turned, I thought that they would be models if they weren't resurrected heroic spirits from the sixth century. After eating breakfast, we continued our daily routine, as Ilya locked the door as we leaved with two more additions.

Unfortunately, as we went up the road that leads up to Fuyuki High, every student that we past would steal a glance towards Saber, who was confused why they were looking at her, and Morgan, who was grinning. Saber walked up to me and grabbed my arm while asking me, "Shirou, why are they looking at me? There's nothing wrong with me, right?"

I only said, "Arturia, just ignore them. They are surprised that two foreign exchange students are transferring here." as she would be more confused if I said nothing was wrong with her. Saber accepted my answer and continued to walk up the hill while holding my arm.

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"Ok, we have two exchange students today. Come on in." Fujimura-sensei waved towards Saber and Morgan, who walked in. At the mere sight of them, everybody started talking.

"Hey, be quiet!" The class went silent. Maybe it's because of her vein pulsing on her forehead?

"Let me introduce to you Arturia and Morgan Pendragon but you can call her Riku. They are both foreign exchange students who came from a high-class family in England and came here to see our education system along with our diverse culture."

Both of them bowed and lifted their skirts slightly while crossing one foot with the other.

"Pleased to meet your acquaintance."

Fujimura looked at her papers and continued speaking.

"Ok, Arturia, you can sit in the third seat on the fourth row and Morgan can sit in the fourth seat on the fifth row." Looking up from her sheet, she realized something and slammed herself on the blackboard on her back. Coughing, she said something else.

"In other words...Arturia, you sit next to Shirou, and Morgan, you sit behind…Shirou."

Everyone looked at my direction, except they were looking at the back of my head as I was staring out the window, trying to avert their gazes, as if they were Medusa's. Scraping of chairs could be head as Saber made her seat next to me and so did Morgan.

"Ok, now we have…" Fujimura glanced over her paper. "Sex education. We will continue where we left off last week." as she wrote down notes for us to copy.

"Can anybody tell me why protection should be used? Yes, Takano-san?" She pointed at the only hand that was raised.

A student from the first row stands up. "We should use protection because it is safer and has fewer effects." He sat down. Fujimura nodded.

"Yes, good answer." She wrote down what he said on the board. "Yes, Morgan? You have a question?" A hand was raised behind me.

"Yes, Fujimura-sensei. Can you tell me what did people from the medieval times use as protection?" She was calm while Sensei stuttered with the piece of chalk that was barely on her hands.

"U-um, they might have use animal skin for protection as some that are on the market today are made from the same material. However, they aren't as effective because they have pores, making the chances of prevention lower." She continued to write down but Morgan kept on speaking.

"Sensei, can you tell me what did people from the medieval times prefer?"

Shocked by this, Fujimura-sensei regained her balance shortly and spoke.

"Well, I don't know as I don't think there were any recorded pictures of people making out from ancient times." Some laughed at the comment. "…However, do you know, Morgan?" Fujimura-sensei grinned, not expecting an answer from the fairy.

Morgan said her answer while being composed.

"Yes, I know. They like it raw."

The whole class froze in place, as if the temperature had gone down to absolute zero.

Fujimura again stuttered, breaking the ice. "D-do you have any basis for that?"

Morgan smiled and said "I just know." and sat down, resuming the lesson with only scribbles that came from the disintegrating piece of chalk that was being rubbed against the blackboard with massive friction.

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The bell rang and it was time to go home. Shirou stretched, packed up his textbooks and tried to wake Saber up from her deep sleep. She began sleeping during Math and kept on mumbling about "takoyaki" and "tonkatsu".

"Hey, Saber, wake up." He kept on shaking her.

I walked up to Sister and Shirou after I placed my books in my bag.

"You need some help?" Emiya-kun nodded. Placing my mouth next to her ear, I spoke.

"Hey, Arturia. Merlin is going to make you a pig again if you don't wake up." With that, Sis woke up, with a drop of saliva hanging from her mouth.

"Here, you need it here." Shirou gave her a tissue and pointed where her drool was. She wiped it, but stared it at the pool of saliva on her table.

"Here, you really need it more then I do." I gave her a pack of napkins that I had in my pocket.

"Thanks." She wiped the drool off and threw it into the garbage can as we went out the door.

Fujimura-sensei walked up to us and told us that she'll be home after club activities ended before walking towards a wooden shack.

"Morgan, I have a question for you." Shirou said while making sure that Rin, Sakura and Sister were walking ahead of us.

"Shoot." I relaxed and putted my bag over my shoulder.

"How do you feel about your sister?"

Nothing came into my mind.

"Why are you asking me this?" This sentence barely went out of my mouth.

"I saw your dream. Rather, it was your memory."

"…What did you saw?" Emotions gathered in me, not sure what to do.

"…A dead body." Shirou looked ahead and I knew what he was talking about.

The lifeless body of King Arthur.

"…Tell me, Shirou. Do you have anyone that you wanted to save in your short lifetime?"

He looked down, wandering in his mind. "Yes. Yes, I have."

"Do you ever wish that you wanted that person to come back?"

His hand turned into a fist.

"Yes…"

"You know how I felt when Sister died then. I may be a fairy that turned into a human, I may be a person that has immense magical energy at my disposal but nothing, no charm, no concoction, no spell can ever bring a person back to life as soon the spirit had crossed the gates between the world of the living and the world of the dead."

We stopped at an intersection where the street lights were red. Saber was happily chatting with Rin and Sakura.

"Knowing that, I could only wander on the face of the earth for centuries before dying. I've met countless people, many died soon after meeting me."

The light turned green. We walked towards the direction of the house.

"I helped those who suffered under ruthless kings, gathered support against the czar while fighting his royal mages, and traveled to far, foreign lands. However, there was nothing that would bring someone back to life, only one but it was possible after centuries after my death. …What's the use of these hands, stained with blood, if I can bring the one precious to me back to life?" Looking at my hands, tears started pouring out of my eyes, but I wiped them away as we went towards the entrance of Shirou's house. He patted me on the back that same way Merlin did.

"However, your wish came true. She is alive and you are here with her. That's all that matters." He smiled, and went towards the living room. I could only feel grateful towards him.

"Shirou, I'll be in my room until dinner is ready, ok?" He gave a brief nod before going around the corner.

I walked towards my room, but there was a feeling that I surely felt before, when I was traveling in Asia.

"It can't be…" As I deactivated the double-layered magical barrier that surrounding my room, there was a trace of foreign energy before disappearing. As I opened the door, traces of crimson red was mixed in the darkness. Barely seeing anything, I turned on the lights.

After a few seconds, the message that was printed on the wall was now visible.

"Thou knowth yourself, messenger of the heavens.

Be aware that you are only a mortal, a mere human being, not a god.

May death comes to you, Morgan le Fay…"

The rune that was underneath the message was written with blood, with a snake eating itself, and in the middle of it…

"Ilya…"

I rushed towards her, holding a potion in my hands. However, her body convulsed before speaking with another's voice.

"May you die, you traitor."

Ilya laughed, until I smashed a magical concoction on her head some seconds later and she fainted.

"It may not be exorcism but it's still effective."

Looking at the message, I could only sigh. "I guess I'm not going to get a break after all…" as I collapsed on the rune, exhausted. Deep sleep was cast over me…as the darkness enveloped my mind…

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Author's Note: Well, another chapter done as promised in the time period I promised. A little late, but as always, I hope you guys like it and review as much as possible. However, I'm stuck in a rut as I don't know whether to make this a slice-of-life or an action genre. Give me your opinion in your review and I'll appreciate it very much. Now off to Mabinogi~

~Shimata