Chapter 2: Huh, Déjà vu
I sighed as I moved along the pavements. 'I really don't get it. I mean how is it even possible. I don't think this is supposed to happen. No, this isn't supposed to happen. How? How is it possible for me to feel hunger when I'm dead!' I'll admit, that is probably a stupid thing to rant over. But it still doesn't explain why I feel hungry. The dead shouldn't need to eat since...well they're dead.
I sighed again when I thought about that inexplainable logic-I'm a ghost, I shouldn't need to eat, I should be phasing through things, but nevermind that. Why is it that I can still use my magecraft, even though I'm dead. Magi are only able to perform mysteries because they have magic circuits as conduits, or maybe I'm going on about this all wrong. Well either way, I'm glad that I can still have the power to save people. Talking of which, my reinforcement is slightly weird. Nothings really wrong with it, it just feels like I have a lot more space to fill. Actually, that may or may not be a bad thing depending on how you look it.
Now onto the final issue. And that is to find out what to do now. I'm I supposed to pass on or something, or am I supposed to wait until reincarnation kicks in, or maybe it's like in the movies where I have to stay in the living world until I fullfil my business here? Yeah, it's probably that last one, because of my dream. Okay then, so I'll just save as many people as possible and leave the living world when I'm recognized as a hero. But when will that happen? Everyone seems to forget me after interacting with them. So am I supposed to save people forever then?
You know that doesn't sound half bad.
When I finished spacing out, I noticed that the moon was out and it was getting pretty late.
"Hmmm, I should probably stay the night somewhere." And not in the streets. I don't think I want to walk into a pole again. Looking towards the left, I saw an arch and a stairway that led up to what's probably a shrine. I could probably stay the night in there. It's not like anyone will notice anyway. Walking up the stone stairs I took a moment to look at the view behind me. It was definitely very beautiful. The street lights in the middle of the city and those few different colours here and there made it a lot more beautiful. I like views like this, even though I don't see them much, it's still very nice to see. It really makes me at peace and admire the smaller things in life-afterlife...I guess.
Reaching the top of the stairs I noticed a pretty small shrine, well-as far as I've seen. (Just think of the one in Aragoto where Kazuma is about to go to the takamagahara, since can't remember the details and I couldn't find it anywhere.) Well despite being quite small I can probably still sleep there. I sat down upon the floor board as I stare out into the stars. Now that I have a place to sleep, all I need is a kitchen and I'll be all set to go and save as many people as I can. Then as time went by, my eyes got heavier and heavier and eventually they closed completely and I fell asleep.
Bishamon's POV
"Lady Bishamon, it's time to wake up." I woke up hearing the voice of my most trusted and the oldest of my regalia: Kazuma. This was a daily routine as my exemplar. He would wake up early check the palace and the other regalia's, then goes to my room to wake me up and give me the medicine made by Kaguha and inform me of anything that I need to take note. He's also the linch pin of my nine most used regalias, including him. He is very reliable, as well as loyal to the bone, shown by the fact that he is a blessed vessel. It's one of the many reasons he's my exemplar.
"Lady Bishamon, it's time to take your medication again." He told me as he poured the herbal tea into the cup, that he brought along with him. I walked over to the table and sat down on my chair. I took the tea cup from him as I slowly took sips of the tea.
"Is there anything to report about the palace and the near shore, Kazuma?" Still sipping my tea, I asked him a question that I always asked. At this point I probably don't even need to ask, since we did this many times already. There's also the fact that it's usually the same and consists of: killing phantoms, how's the palace and my family and anything that we ahve to do in general. But it doesn't hurt to be safe.
"Well, all of the report is like the usual, except for one tidbit. Apparently last night a god come into one of your smaller shrines and seems to have took sanctuary there. The god also happened to be the same god that we met yesterday."
"How do you know?"
"The red hair." I see. Well red hair like that is very unmistakeable and rare, especially in Japan. Not taking into account that she has yet to meet a red headed god. A pink haired one, for sure, but that's as close as it's get. Well then, it seems I get to meet this new god ahead of time.
Third person POV
"Senpai...wake up." That's Sakura's voice. He must have fallen asleep in his workshop again. "Wake up." Huh that's strange the voice is different now. It seems more commanding and exudes an aura of confidence and royalty? Kinda like Saber's I guess. Nothing like the sweet, gentle and kind girl that is Sakura.
Slowly Shirou rose from his sleepy state, to see a blonde woman with...uhh...very revealing clothing. It consisted of a black bra, an open grey jacket, a small skirt with two belts on, knee length high-heel shoes and a black cap. Did he mention that she also had a whip, yeah there's that too. Oh one more thing she also has violet eyes. Basically she's someone you wouldn't expect to see near a shrine.
"Oi...are...listening?" He must have zoned out again because apparently the woman was talking him and he hasn't listened to a word.
"Sorry, could you please repeat that, miss?" Unoticed by Shirou the woman's eyebrow twitched slightly from the fact that he was indeed ignoring her.
"I am Bishamon and you have entered one of my shrines without permission, meaning you have trespassed into my domain and therefore I can kill you for this offence." She was kidding when she said that, she wasn't really going to kill him for seeking sanctuary in her shrine and he's a probably a new god-meaning he doesn't know much of the basics and rules. However she has to make an impression that she wasn't to be messed with, as well as a reputation to keep.
"Oh sorry, I didn't know that-wait did you just say Bishamon?"
"Yes I am Bishamon and yes I am female." She explained being very used to people being shocked about her gender, as she was mostly depicted as a man. Hell even some gods are shocked by this and they were probably around longer than him by a milestone.
"Oh it's not that, it's just that I didn't think you existed until now, so it kinda shocked me." Then again he shouldn't be surprised since he has met heroes of the past that is supposed to be from myths and legends. Hell he had a somewhat similar situation with Saber. Hmm, Déjà vu. Looking back to the god(ess) he noticed that she was frozen stiffed. "Umm, are you okay, Bishamon-sama?"
When she heard the words of Shirou, that made a mockery of her by pretending she didn't exist, she froze. He mocked her. He mocked...her. He must be mocking her because there is no way in hell, that a god could be that green. It just isn't possible. She can understand her gender being strange to new born gods, but not her existence in general. So she must be mocking her. She changed her mind, she's going to kill him.
"You know, after scaring you a bit I would have let you go and carry on with your life," Her cap was shadowing her eyes, reminding Shirou all too much of that look when Rin would do the same and look down, bangs shadowing her eyes. He watched her cautiously getting ready to run for his dear life, as her head rose he saw those eyes. Those eyes, with a fury that only a woman can have, something that terrified him to no end. In an instant he dodged her leg that was aimed to destroy his internal organs. "But since you mocked me, I am going to kill you."
"Wait, wait, wait, what are you talkin-" He wasn't able to finish that sentence as he dodged a whip to the face.
"Shut your mouth and stay still so I can kill you!"
"Why are you even mad at me?!"
"YOU KNOW WHY!"
"I really do-" He was cut off again; dodging a gigantic sword, almost the size of Berserker's axe-sword actually. Yea, he better stop talking and start running. Reinforcing his legs to the upmost limits, he ran at speeds he never thought he would reach. Unless he died and became a herioc spirit. Hmm maybe he's a heroic spirit that stayed in the physical plain. Nahh, that's to farfetched. Going back to reality he noticed the blonde woman is actually pretty behind, suprisingly. Wait is she holding guns? Oh god,she has guns. With exploding bullets judging from the destroyed tree next to him. How is he going to get out of this one.
Time skip-one hour later
Wow, he really can't believe that worked. Running into a crowd then creating clothes that made him look like a delivery boy, courtesy of his projection. Damn, he never thought that he could actually use it like this, but hey it works. Now that fiasco is over, which he blames on his E-rank luck, he needs to address the two issues he have: he just lost a place to stay and he still don't have that kitchen. Maybe he should find a god that will let him stay along with a kitchen to use. As if on cue he heard the growls of his stomach that has been deprived of food for a full day. Well he better get his ass in gear and find a god. Maybe he'll be able to 'smell' one out. After all he does have that strange ability to sense something by smelling. Jumping up to a building, after making sure Bishamon isn't there. He closed his eyes and focused on his nose.
Staight away he noticed the scent of 'normalcy' that comes from humans. They really don't have distinct smell to them, not that he was focusing on them anyway. He quickly zoned out that smell and starting trying to find a smell that was similar to Bishamon, which was kind of 'holy'? He really doesn't know how to describe that, excepts that's it's pretty strange. Talking of Bishamon, he smelt her 'holiness' along with sulphur that idicated she had something to do with war. She was pretty far away as well so that was good. But he doesn't think he is allowed in any one of her srines so he zoned her scent out as well. He looked a bit more before finding what he wanted and it smelled, poor? Or is that bad luck? Whatever, it had a slight scent of holiness and that was good enough for me. He quickly ran towards the destination of the smell. As well as making sure it's no where close to Bishamon because he does not want be killed so soon after dying.
He was just outside doing the chore of putting clothes on the clotheline. It was a normal sunny day, one of those days he would rather not be ruined by anything, especially that freeloader. But a sudden blue blur crashed into their yard, creating a smoke screen that probably dirtied all the clothes. God freaking damnit. He just finished washing and drying those as well.
"What happened Daikoku? I heard a crash, so I came out straight away. Did Yatty crash here again?" From inside the humble abode came a petite, presumeably teenage girl. With bubble pink hair-that curled inwards, violet eyes and checkered pink tie and skirt. She also happened to be wearing a beige sweater, that she occasionally wear, over her white shirt. As the smoke cleared they both found a 16 year old adolescent, with red hair. Something very unmistakeable in Japan. He only looked at Daikoku for a moment before looking to the bubblegum haired girl and asked.
"Are you the god that owns this place?" Was the question he asked that made Daikoku narrowed his eyes. 'What is planning and what does he want from Kofuku.' Unfortunately he was not able to voice these questions Kofuku, the pink haired goddess, has already spoken.
"Yes I am Ebisu Kofuku and I own this humble abode. Why might you ask?" She didn't really share the same suspicion as her male friend, mainly because she has a bubbly personality. Besides the red headed boy doesn't look like the time to have ulterior motives. However unexpected by both Daikoku and Kofuku. The Amber brown eyed youth bowed.
"I am Emiya Shirou. I would like to request Ebisu-sama a place for me to stay. I do not have any money to pay rent, but I can cook, do housechores and I can fix any broken appliances that you may have." The boy, which they now know is called Shirou, asked in polite voice. They really didn't expect something like this, so it took a bit for them to register what he said. When they did, they only had one thing to say.
"EH!"
A/N:Well that's it for this chapter and god was it hard to get it to 2000 words. How do other fanfic authors do this kind of stuff. Well regardless of that little tangent, I really want to thank you guys. I really did not expect so much after ony one chapter, I mean by the time I finish this I've got: 25 Reviews, 36 favourites and 62 follows. So yeah thank you for your support, I really do appreciate it and I will do my best to carry on with this story and make it better as it goes. Also what do you think of the honorifics. Should I have all characters use them because I really can't see some of them using Lady or Lord when talking to gods. Ummm what else...oh yeah, how do you think I handled the Characters, did I get their personalities right? I really need to know because I'm unsure how well I did. Also, most of my reviews are asking whether if Shirou is a god, regalia or a fairly new one counter gaurdian and as certain Doctor Who character would say "spoilers". So I will only tell you that it has something to do with how gods are born. Let's if any of you can figure and try not to spoil it for the others. Well that's all for now I'm off making more chapters.