I wake up still a bit sore from the previous night. Seeing sempai, no Shirou again was such a shock. The worms got agitated again. Rider-chan helps but she didn't sate me completely... I sigh. I want Shirou so much. But he is married, and I can't make him betray his wife. Eh, wives.
I wash myself, and go to make breakfast when I heard the doors open. A quick glance at the clock confirms that is too early to be Fujimura-san. I just hope isn't aniki or oji-san to drag me back home... "Tadaima!" A feminine voice called from the entrance.
I pop my head in the corridor to find an assortment of women, different hairstyles every shade of hair and every kind of looks, but all lusciously beautiful... "Saber-san!" and thankfully, one familiar face between them.
"Oh! Hello Sakura!" She bow a bit in response. "Sorry to intrude, but were back from the airport..." She didn't finish, or rather, her stomach finished for her. Oh.
"Don't worry Saber-san!" I gave her a reassuring smile: "Breakfast will be ready soon." She smiled back. At least I'm in more familiar grounds.
"Can't you think of something else besides food?" And taller and more... talented blonde complained at her. Ops, almost forgot! Sempai's wives.
"Ahn, pleased to meet you all. I'm Sakura Matou." I bow to them.
"Pleased to-" Someone tried to answer but… "Awh... She is so~o cute!" before I could register anything else, I was being smothered against impossibly sized breasts! "I go next!" Another voice called out. "Matsu! Musubi-san!" Saber called them.
As I was able to breathe again, I noticed a silver haired woman and Saber-san was between me and a redhead and a brunette scolding them. "For heaven's sake! Behave Matsu!"
"Wow, Shirou sure knows how to pick them." Until Rider came and everything froze under Saber's sheer presence. "Ah! Saber-san, please... Rider-san is with me. She won't do anything..." I should have told her.
…
"…ar, Shirou." Rin mumbled sleepily at my right.
"She is kind of cute when she sleeps, I have to admit." I look to the left side of my chest to find the source of the comment, Miya looking back at me. "Morning Anata!" She whispered.
"Morning. What time is it?" She maneuvered to look at the clock, putting a naked breast to my face in the process. "10:30. Guess we overslept."
"I ant moar!" Rin called in her sleep, and glued herself to my side to avoid sunlight. "Sorry Rin-chan, but is time to wake up!"
"Uhgkt?" I rolled my eyes, while Miya giggled at her response.
"Leave her to sleep, Shirou. Let's go to breakfast."
I shrug and change places with a pillow. "If she gets frisky tonight for being well rested it will be you to deal with it." I simply don't have the energy to another go. "And take easy on me too, will you?" I ask her.
"Ahw, but that wouldn't do anata." She gives me a content smile. "One or two months and I'll not be able to play anymore, let me have some fun while -." She covered a yawn.
"As long as you don't break me in a half." I shot an annoyed look at her.
"I told you to bring my wraps." She shot right back.
"Can you two shut up or make out already? I want to sleep, dammit!" Rin shouted from the futon.
"Morning sunshine!" Miya turn the playful banter to her "Why so annoyed?"
She rises turning a murderous glare at me, and even Miya took a step back, while I chuckled awkwardly scratching my neck. "Guess I'm not forgiven yet?"
"What have he done this time, Rin?" Miya asked in curiosity.
"Called for the wrong girl." The glare intensified. Miya only giggled. "She called you Chiyo again?" The purplette asked.
"HEY! I did that ONCE!" I scowl at Miya. "And, in my defense I was blindfolded." I add more subdued.
"Shirou! What's with the shouting?" Taiga entered my room with no regards for our state of (un)dress.
"Erm, morning, Fuji-nee?" I offered.
…
Damn, shouldn't have drank so much tea. Bathroom… Bathroom.
I walk through the corridor and flip the first switch I find, seeing Shirou standing like an idiot in the middle of the hallways, and a white haired, very curvaceous and naked, woman wrapped around him. I enter the bathroom to relie-
NO! BACK THERE! WHO'S WRAPPED IN SHIROU?
I pop my head back out. No one besides Shirou on the corridor. I'm fantasying again. Damn Shirou for making me fell so hot! I shake my head to clear my thoughts. After a quick moment in the restroom I came back and dragged him to have some fun time.
Miya woke up unfortunately, and took the first time while I was still in foreplay, and when it was up there in my turn he does that. He called me Sakura.
*SLAP*
"I'm not my sister dammit!" I kick out of him, and turn to the side to sleep, not before delivering a kick in his ribs.
"Sister?" Oh damn! He realizes his stupidity. "Eh, sorry Rin, I…"
"If you want girl-on-girl fantasies go to Uzume and Chiyo! I'm sick of you!"
"Ehh, isn't like that, Rin," He panicked.
"This conversation is over! Good. Night!"
Distracted as I was in my thoughts I barely registered Fujimura entering the room, but still snickered when she hit the door frame in her hasty retreat.
Shirou excused himself some more while we dressed, which I promptly ignored, and we moved to the dining room.
Judging by the sound of chattering (and Musubi's loud love declarations), it looks like the rest of our family arrived early.
…
It certainly took a while, but we got back to the dining room and I could almost complete the breakfast in time...
"Ohayo Sakura-chan!"Taiga called from the door, then saw all the girls, frozen and sat quietly, sulking and muttering unintelligibly things.
"Fujimura-san..."
"What, you're 'The Tiger'?" One of the girls, Uzume asked cheerfully. "The one who is like a nee-san to him? I thought you were older looking." I don't know if it was a compliment, but Sensei ignored it in favor of examining the girls...
"What is with you girls? Did Shirou found you all at some bra models contest? She poked the one in a purple dress and they jiggled. Dear god they jiggled. I look at mine. Maybe is why sempai don't show too much reaction to me. On a second thought... I look at Saber and the other blonde girl. I don't think it would be that.
"What? You think Shirou-tan choose us for our sizes?" Matsu asked giggling. "Nah... He's more or less don't care for that as long as it's female and pretty!" Then she shot a weird look at Saber and then the one called Homura… "Nah, not even being female is required! Shirou's manliness can make Bishounens into pretty girls!"
She was promptly hit in the head for that weird declaration, of course. But Shirou's manliness… can handle all these girls… I feel my face erupt like a volcano. That is not very like sempai...
"Morning girls!" Shirou called.
…Or so I thought, until he came in ruffled and crumpled and looking tired with a smiling Miya-san and blushing Rin.
"Shirou. You're late!" Saber shot a glare in response.
"He must have had a rough night…ufufu." Matsu elbowed the blonde warrior suggestively. Rider just nodded.
"I can believe you three did 'that'!" Taiga complained.
"What is the matter One-san? We're married so there is no problem, right?" Uzume-san asked Fujimura.
"I want to marry onii-chan so I can sleep with him again, and play with his swords!" Kusano-chan shouted loudly. After that awkward line, you could practically taste the tension in the air.
"Eh, Fuji-nee?" Shirou asked tentatively. Rin's face stretched into a cat-like smile.
"I don't believe you would be capable of that level of perversion, even if you have a harem." She waved it off. "Now speaking of which..." Then grabbed Sempai by his shirt neck, and raised him to eye level... "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING NOT ONLY MARRING A DOZEN GIRLS BUT NOT INVITING US TO THE WEDDING?" She shook him for good measure.
"If you were there you would probably have been forced to marry him too..." Sempai whined. WHAT! It means that the only reason I'm NOT married to sempai is that I didn´t go to England with him!
...
I don't know much, but one moment I was being choked to death by Fuji-nee and the next was like some unholy evil was released in righteous fury over the world... Rin, Rider and Saber tensed, Miya, Matsu and Uzume became rigid with anticipation, Karasuba smirk expanded into a smile, and Sakura paralyzed for a moment, and then became surprised... Then it vanished as fast as it came.
I think it was Fuji-nee who summed it up nicely with her loud "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!"
…
After the weird incident in breakfast I retreat to some training in the dojo. Kanshou and Bakuya in hands, I empty my mind and run through forms already ingrained in my mind, faster and faster… Duck, parry, slash, parry, sidestep, slash upwards, spin, pierce with the left blade…
"It's impressive for someone to pick a Heroic Spirit's style so fast you know?" Rider's sensuous voice asks from a corner. I froze in mid step, and turned to look at her.
Luckily I can deal with women better now, thanks to my... experience. I would've shorted a fuse at seeing a beauty like her sat and look like that at me.
I try to reply without telling Archer's identity. "Eh... There were unexpected circumstances..."
Her left leg move up, and I try to keep my eye on her face. She gives me a knowing smile. 'She is doing it on purpose!' then she pushed herself up and stretched her arms up, forcing me to suppress a nosebleed.
"Want to play for a bit?" She bring her chain-nails and assume her on-four stance, only more relaxed than the other times I saw her fight.
We move at the same time, she goes forward, I dart left, and aim to her left thigh, carefully letting my right arm unprotected, and as she throws her dagger at me, and I release the white blade to grab the chain and yank it, yet not only she retained her balance, but takes the spinning, and position her arms to deliver a double fast kick with the momentum. I avoid, ducking low, release the chain, and duck the other chain end that she pulled back, raising a newly formed Bakuya in hands to strike at her left arm, and she jumps over me, and pull her chains, wrapping me around nearly immobile.
"I win." She whispers on my ear.
"Of course, I didn't think it could end differently." I shrug. Good as I am, I no match for a Heroic Spirit.
"You did very well for a human." She loosened the chains, but didn't step back. "You're the only human capable of keeping up with me at full speed."
"Uh. One more time?" I ask. She was at full speed? I remember she being faster, and Shinji said she was even faster with Sakura as a master...
"Sure. We can do it much as you want." I facepalm. Matsu must be making too much of an influence on me, If I took her phrasing in not so innocent terms.
"Anything wrong?" she tilts her head cutely. Strange how can she be so cute and innocent sometimes… almost like Sakura. Maybe Sakura have a sexy side like Rider into her somehow…
"It's nothing." I say both to her and myself.
We continue our spar. She threw the nail directly and I tried once more to grab it, but a yank of the chain and it changed course, wrapping my stretched arm, and I ducked an overhead kick. Then froze as a scream cut the air, leg up to kick, giving me a damn eyeful, and turned away, running full speed to the source of the voice, completely forgetting of my chained arm.
Let me just say it hurt.
... Meanwhile ...
"How did you conjure her?" I cornered my ex-sister.
"Who?" She asked timidly.
"Oh, I don't know? The Queen of England!" She narrowed her eyes. "Rider of course!" I pressed further.
She matched my stare, which not even Shirou who fought Archer and lived could do, and I swear her eyes turned red for a second, then growled angrily. "Grandfather was... making experiments...she just appeared... then he cast me away." Her head fell. "He said he had enough."
"And you've been living here since?" Some pieces of the puzzle were just making sense, while others...
"He threw me away from home two weeks ago... he said I wouldn't last the year anyway..." She mumbled quietly. "He already has what he wants..."
Last the year? The worms are awful for all I know, but why would she die? "What does he wants?" Sakura opened her mouth to answer but fell to the ground like a pupped which strings were cut. And screamed.
"The pain, make it stop! Make it stoooop!" I tried to find out what was wrong, but it was too intense and fast. She clutched her head, and passed out in the floor.
...
We brought her to her room, and Rider saw us off, and I swear I could feel her glaring at Rin, and she was in her Servant outfit, blindfold and all!
I shot a look at Rin, and don't even bother to talk. "What?" She had the grace to look like the kid caught red-handed. "I didn't do a thing! Seriously!"
"Oh, she collapsed on her own?" I raise an eyebrow as if considering. She didn't buy it, of course.
"What? One minute I was talking to her, and then she screamed and fell to the floor out of nowhere!" She seemed exasperated. "Wasn't she supposed to be sick?"
I gave her a flat look. She countered with a glare. "What? Go and stay with her, isn't that what you want? Pervert."
"Rin." I drop and octave and set my foot down. She may complain about me, but making others suffer for it…
"Per-ver-t. Woman Eater." She singsonged.
I open my mouth, then close it and pull her to the first door at the left, better take it to a more private location... a storage room. Not ideal… but whatever. I sit in one of the boxes, choosing my words carefully, for I was dealing with a dangerous person, in a dangerous situation with the person I question having the upper hand… Quite a familiar situation, like the Grail War or Sekirei Plan days… and if there is one thing I know well how to do is turning the tables...
"Look I admit I screwed up last night, but tell me honestly that you weren't thinking about Sakura and Rider for one second?"
"It doesn't give you the right-"
"Yes, I know, I'm sorry." She opened her mouth to gloat, but I was faster, "But you could be less callous about it, since you also got excited by it, just was more discrete about it." I pointed, "Also you shouldn't have pressed a sick younger girl for revenge or whatever reason." She flinched, so I was sure I hit the nail of the question. "So… no hard feelings?"
"I shouldn't have taught you how to deal with women, I knew it!" She sighed. "You're an incredible blockhead, you know?"
"I was bound to learn from living with you anyway..." I shrug and we laugh at it.
"Now that you two have made up, how about a make out at least?" A third voice interjected. We both jumped, and turned to the source, Rin with her finger ready for Gandr, I with Kanshou at ready." Then we relaxed and said in unison "MATSU!"
"What? No make out?" She pouted. "Why bother getting private then?" Rin slapped upside the head. We laughed.
"Mou, hit me in the ass at least!"
I swear she is impossible sometimes…
It took a bit of time to get rid of Matsu, tracing Miya's toys, no less, but I focused on Rin explaining what she discovered from Sakura, instead of Matsu's complaints about being tied.
No, my mind corrected me most unhelpfully, not at being tied, but at not receiving the customary follow-up to the tying 'process'.
I shook it of promptly. As if Miya's pregnancy wasn't enough on my mind at the moment, Sakura was sick with something magical and possibly lethal. And there is the possibility of a new Holy Grail War incoming. If the last one was anything to go by, we have to stop it before it even begins.
I need to think, and I couldn't do it between Musubi's and Tsukiumi's shouts. I sigh for the unkempt time today.
I left a note in the kitchen and leave to walk around the town for a while, trying to clear my mind, and get a picture of the situation, and if possible see if there are any Servants around. Nothing to do with the fact that I was very angry, frustrated and wanted to punch something, but my heroic tendencies tended to try and make that anger into something constructive.
Does the killing possible murderous servants or masters count as constructive deed?
"Emiya?" I nearly jumped out of my skin, and retrained myself at the last moment before putting good four inches of steel into the approaching individual out of reflex. Sure as hell, I turn to find Shinji in a business suit right behind me. "Why so scared? Did you have any pissed British Magi after your head?" I suppress a flinch.
"Shinji? What are you doing here?"
"I work just across the street." He pointed a sandwich in his hand. "That and I am on lunch break. Now what does the 'Servant Killer' is so scared of?"
"Servant Killer?" I ask before thinking.
"My gramps call you this." He shrugged. "Now, have you and Rin hit off? Or have you found a better girlfriend?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. I just snorted. He shot an appreciative look to my left.
I suppress the urge to facepalm. Akitsu. So much happened that I nearly forgot her.
"Have to go." He looked annoyed to his clock, and turned to leave, calling over his shoulder: "Sakura was asking for you. She is probably at your ex-home right now." He offered, not once extracting his eyes from Akitsu's cleavage.
"Shinji, wait!" He turned to me with an elevated eyebrow and an inquiring smirk.
"Ask it." Was his only response.
"What is wrong with Sakura?"
"So you saw her?" He showed some surprise.
"I have spent the night home, but by her you mean Sakura or Rider?" Can't he give me a useful answer for a change?
"Nevermind. You will see. Is not something I have the time to explain, not that I fully understand. Besides, is that something you should be discussing in front of that pretty girl of yours?" He left without saying another word.
He knows what is going on, and he hasn't told me. "Lucky him." I grumbled. If we were not in a crowded place I would've dragged him into an alley and interrogated him at Kanshou's edge. Hey back there, that idea looks promising… and I wouldn't feel bad about doing that to Shinji…
... Back at Shirou's place …
"Where is Sempai?"
"He left for a walk. Are you feeling better?" Miya asked from the couch shooting me a wistful look.
"Yes, it was just a moment of weakness." I said embarrassed.
"You don't have to keep it a secret. Everyone here knows about magic." Saber called from the table, without pause in the snack demolishing she was practicing. Sakura practically jumped.
... Back with Shirou …
I felt the smell of magic. It was something unfamiliar, yet triggered a sense of danger in my head. Looking around I couldn´t spot anyone noteworthy, or out of place as Magi almost always look.
Well, except for a nun and a foreigner with dark red hair talking. But they didn't look weird, unless you count the nun's silvery hair.
Yet the foreigner rubbed me the wrong way. Until I heard the conversation at least...
"It was not my fault! I just missed a step."
"And broke the ENTIRE shop?" The silver haired nun asked in surprise.
"I hit a shelf of merchandise, and it hit the others... like dominoes..." The redhead sighed. "Do you know of anyone that might have another job to me?"
"Well, maybe, but it would involve quite some risks..."
Looks like they're not dangerous at least. Scratch that, not violent, at least. Someone that clumsy does count as dangerous.
... Back at Shirou's place, again …
"So there WILL be another Grail War, your grandfather is going to participate, and he used part of you to make the vessel?" One of the girls asked horrified. Sister seemed deep in thought.
I only lowered her head. "Along with the body of the Einzbern master and the remnants of the destroyed Grail, yes." I'm not proud of it. And no one gave me a saying in the matter.
"Do you have any idea of any servants that might have been summoned already?" Another, more battle hardened, or just colder asked.
"Grandfather is probably summoning assassin for what he said… And berserker is taken."
"Berserker is out there?" A third asked.
I just nodded.
"Oh shit." Three or four said in unison.
... Back with Shinji …
Those idiots. I'm stealing money right behind their noses and they can't even see it! Then I'm going to leave this god-forsaken city to Shin-Tokyo or even the USA, buy my own place and hire maids with custom made uniforms and bigger boobs that Shirou's blonde bimbo! "HAHAHA!" Ahem... Anyway I should get to the bus before starts raining.
With my short and long term goals in mind, I leave the building, and proceed to walk to the bus stop. Until I get a hand slapped in my mouth, dragged into a dark alley and pressed at the wall.
My mouth is released. And I stare at the person in front of me. "Emi-" I start, only to be cut with a sword pressed at my throat halting even my thoughts for a while.
"SHHH... If you want to talk, talk about what you know of Sakura's condition." He smile way too happy to my comfort.
...
Is a crude method, is rude and violent, but by the looks of it, is EFFICIENT. Shinji looks one step from wetting himself. The fact that I am copying Karasuba-chan's behavior and smile might have something to do with it. But I'm not otherwise competent with intimidation techniques, and hey, it's working!
"Look, Emiya... Eh... I don't know much, and gramps will kill me if I reveal anything and..." He panics a little.
"So you can't talk?"
"Yeah, you know?"
"You're useless then. Say, Shinji. How do you want to die?" I force myself to smile happily.
"Uh?"
"Well, even if you are my friend, I can't leave you alive, but I can let you choose how you want to go... For old times' sake." I shrug and release him. And bring my hand to check the edge of the blade like a stereotypical assassin psycho from movies. Since the only exit is behind me, he can't run anyway.
"Emiya... Let's not act harshly. I'm sure I can be of use to you..."
"Really? How? You can't even give me information?"
"Well..." He starts, and I walk threateningly to him, Kanshou in hand, one step at time… "!" He blurts all at once.
Wow. Who could say he had that much breath in him. "Okay... Repeat that, slowly, and you get to leave here in one piece."
… A few minutes later …
I sigh for the probably hundredth time today. I'm soaking wet from the unexpected rain, I feel like crap and probably smell like it too, blame on the need to 'convince' Shinji to explain the little he did knew about the incoming war. Dragging myself through the corridors of my former house, trying not to think of what Sakura suffered for my ignorance. If I only had the foresight to kill Zouken before going to England… I'm sure Saber could vaporize the place with Excalibur if we supply her with enough prana.
I set for a nice hot bath, and go straight to the bathroom.
I was gifted to the sight of my purplette wife naked back on the stool washing her hair, and took the opportunity to jibe her in good spirits while disrobing myself: "So much for a proper lady, but you left the door unlocked. Or was that an invitation?"
Then, and only then, my nose decided to correct me. It smelled like blood and regret, but not like Sekirei, it smelled powerful and inhuman, but not the way I was used to. And when she turned, I froze, not for the vision in front of me... Well, not so much... but from the power of her eyes. I looked at them for less than an instant before she closed them but my body all but rooted to the spot. She did something to me, and I pray thanks to fate that I still have Avalon in me for I feel that sheath working overtime to negate the effects.
"If you're looking for Sakura, she will be there soon. And for the little I saw, she will be very pleased..." She spoke on that sultry tone of hers. I tried to answer, correct her, anything... but she was faster. "As soon as you can move, can you give me my glasses on the sink? I can wash my hair without them, but it is most uncomfortable to keep them shut." She took the shampoo bottle on the floor and proceeded to douse her long hair with it, unconcerned about her nudity.
I would have turned around, dressed and run like a proper gentleman. But I couldn't move, nor even close or avert my eyes. I felt my fingers twitch. Well not for the next minutes it seemed. Let's think, turn, grab Akitsu, door, corridor, room, safety. Yeah, perfect plan.
"Sempai?" I heard her shocked voice at the door. I take it back Root! I don't thank you, I curse you to the end of times!
"I can eshlain! Is not what its looks like!" She giggled. GIGGLED! Shy, almost meek Sakura giggled at seeing me naked. I nearly panicked on the spot.
'Damn Avalon! Work faster, will you!' As if in response, my left leg twitched. Then I felt that scent. Lilies, Magic, and this time, desire instead of sex. A nude body wrapped its arms in my torso, but instead of the expected plum locks of hair, I saw some silver colored hair mixed with some very light purplish, thrown over my shoulder.
I regain movement of my legs, and duck sending my captor tumbling into Rider's arms, and turn aiming for the door, only to freeze once more. She giggled again. "Nice save Rider~." She singsonged.
Damn! I forgot her eyes! Root, if you can hear me, I promise to take back my curses, if just cut me some slack now…
"You can't escape." I could hear the pout I couldn't see… "I want to play." Her voice was sweet and seductive. "I want to make you feel like you made me feel on all these years…" She embraced me once more "…the heat, the hope, the pleasure,…" Her embrace tightened, and I held my breath "…amidst the pain and the agony…" she tightened it to the point it forced all the breath out of me and my ribs started to strain.
The very air grew cold, and the water on the floor froze immediately. "You're hurting Shirou. Release him, now." Akitsu said simply. So sexually assaulting me is ok as long as I'm unhurt! I feel betrayed, really.
I could hear Sakura shift her position, then Rider moved and started calling for her.
Then I was saved.
"Shirou? I can feel Avalon taking some-" Saber opened the door. Her face darkened. "Shirou! While we were ve-ery tolerant of your accident with the Aozaki sisters, I do think-" She looked past me to Sakura and Rider. "Can you please cover your eyes?" The once and future King demanded, "We agreed that while extra-marital activities might happen, they cannot be pursued on purpose." She narrowed her eyes at me. I sigh. She pulled me out of the bathroom to our room, simply dropped me and left. So I was paralyzed, undressed, cold and without any sympathy on the floor.
Worst of it, I don't get why Rider is doing what she is doing. And I don't get the thing with Sakura. And I made Saber mad again. And here I thought I was starting to understand women. ARRGH! Why does these things keep happening to me!
"Fufufu… Look what I found…Isn't revenge a sweet thing!" Matsu's laugh would have made me flinch, if I could. No girl should be allowed to laugh that dirty.
…
"And he was probably trying to escape? Why was he naked then?" Both Saber and Rin entered the room, simply looked at Matsu, who pouted, but didn't unbind me. Rin crouched in front of me, and poked my face with a bored expression, "This is so~o like you…" and huffed. "Explain yourself." I grunted, courtesy of the unmentionable things Matsu was still doing to me. Rin didn't even blink, completely on business mode.
And explained I did.
…
I would have banged my head on a table, but Shirou's room was devoid of any for me to use… "So you mistook Rider for Miya! How?" my dear husband shot me a dark look and grunted something like 'how not?' "Okay, light purple hair, nice set of curves, check. But different hairstyles and length, height, and oh… EYES!"
"She had her hair over her shoulder and her back turned." He glared.
"Height?"
"She was sitting on the stool." He countered instantly.
"Eyes?"
"Oh, I saw them. What do you think that happened?" he tried to huff back at me, but it came more like a grunt. "I mean, I saw Medusa's Eyes for root's sake! I shouldn't be breathing and you're complaining that I was unable to run away?"
"Cut the sarcasm will you?" I suppress the blush. "That's enough, I believe you." He scoffed, "Even so, what would we do about Sakura?"
"What is your suggestion?"
"Get the grail and heal her?" I propose.
"Is not that easy you know?" He frowned.
"Sex her up until she is cooperative? I'm sure she will like that route?" Matsu said her two cents. Figures it would be about sex. Still it makes some sense considering she is being consumed by her lust… no. Just no.
"As a last resort. If at all." Saber decreed.
Since the expected 'I like that idea' failed to be heard, we all looked around. "Where is Akitsu?" Saber asked.
"You forgot her with Sakura." SHIT!
"Oh dear…"Rin mused out loud, and Saber set up to retrieve my first Sekirei.