Chapter 1 - (Don't) Fear the Void
MATURE THEMES INBOUND! LEMONS AND SHIT AS WELL! You've been warned.
Also, read the AN at the bottom for better explanation.
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Nothingness.
Colorless.
Endless.
Blankness.
Oblivion.
Dreams can be weird. The human mind can create some ridiculous things, when not being influenced by the rational mind of man.
Dreams can be influenced by reality. Dreams can be reality. Dreams can be complete nonsense.
Dreams can be nothing at all.
Like what I see now, nothing. Not a goddamn thing. At all.
There's no color. One might think it's all black, but that's just how the mind rationalizes it as.
There's no sound at all, either. It's like being in space, without the coldness. There isn't temperature at all.
There's no matter. No ground, no air, no nothing.
No, not even 'nothing' exists here. There simply isn't.
I can't even feel or see my own body, nor can I tell where I am or if I am balanced. Directions are meaningless here.
All is null and void.
In short, dreams are fucking weird, but not as weird as the human mind, for making up this crap.
Suddenly, there's is something. Matter in a real of nothingness.
A light.
Strange. I was getting used to the nothingness.
The light gets brighter. And brighter. And brighter.
It engulfs my vision, the nothingness still 'exists' in the corners of my vision. However, no matter where I look, my eyes can't focus on the nothingness. It's always in the corner of my vision.
Suddenly, another thing appears. A swirl of blue. Once again, in the center of my vision.
Much like the nothingness, always staying in the corner of my vision, the swirl is always staying in the center of my vision.
Never moving. It's as though it wants me to look at it, and never looks away.
It wants me to do one thing:
Don't look away.
Don't look away.
Don't. Look. Away.
DON'T. LOOK. AWAY.
The swirl draws me closer. And closer. And closer.
I move towards it, though distance doesn't seem to exist. Neither does speed nor time.
It always stays in the center of my vision, never increasing in size, even though I move closer to it.
It's size is the same, yet it is right in front of me.
My hand is pulled towards it, despite not having a 'body'.
In a movement reminiscent of the 'Creation of Adam', my 'nonexistent' finger brushes against the swirl.
As I make 'contact', the swirl increases in size, engulfing my vision.
I see all of it, and yet nothing. Too much for one mind to rationalize. Too much to process.
It's like the Big Bang is happening right before me.
Trying to describe what I'm seeing is like describing the form of a lovecraftian being.
I move 'forward', yet there is no distance. Everything is around me, yet there is nothing. I am moving faster and faster, yet speed does not exist here.
More and more and more.
Then it all stops.
No nothing at all, once again.
Back to the nothingness.
As I drift back into unconsciousness, I 'feel' something.
Hot.
Dreams are really weird when they're over.
Sometimes you forget all about them.
Sometimes you forget some things about them.
Sometimes you don't forget anything about them.
That was one I certainly won't forget.
My eyes slowly creak open, my body tired, despite just waking. Warmth all around me.
As I realize that I can once again feel, I notice something more concerning.
I can't move.
I'm not paralyzed, I simply don't have the strength.
And the heat... It's hot, all around me.
Too hot. FAR TOO HOT.
My eyes still bleary, I manage to see one thing:
Destruction.
All around me, the ruins of a building of some sort.
All of it on fire.
What the fuck is going on?! If I could scream, I would.
There are too many questions to ask.
Where am I?
How did I get here?
Why can't I move?
What was that void? And that swirl?
Why is everything on fire?!
Too many questions, yet no one to answer them.
That statement turned out to be wrong as I caught movement in the corner of my eye.
I can barely hear anything, my eardrums likely popped. An explosion might've caused this.
Rubble is moved aside, revealing a... Japanese man in a black suit. His hair is black, like his eyes. He frantically looks around for something. Is someone he knows here?
As soon as his eyes land on me, I still, but he rushes over to me without hesitation.
I can't hear what he says next, but he bends down to me and starts crying, a happy smile on his face.
My vision begins to fade. Right before I slip unconscious, I think to myself:
'Huh... This all seems weirdly familiar...'
My eyes open again, this time to white.
No more heat, and I can feel my body. Adjusting a bit, I manage to look around and find myself in... a hospital room? I look down at my hands and-
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My hands are small.
Why?
As I begin to look for a mirror, the door opens.
"Ah." A voice says. Turning, I find myself face to face with the Japanese man from before. I blink in surprise at his sudden arrival. He too blinks, maybe he wasn't expecting me to be up.
Hang on... why am I looking at Kiritsugu Emiya...?
Fire... Rubble... Man crying from saving someone...
AM I FUCKING SHIROU EMIYA?!
Before my heart rate can speed up a bit too much from the fearful realization that I'm in the fucking murder world that is Fate...
"Ara? What is it?" A female voice asks.
Behind the man is a woman who... well, looks like a doll. She has long, pristine white hair, ruby red eyes, and porcelain-like skin.
Hang on, Irisviel? She shouldn't be here. She should've died during the mess that was the Fourth Grail War.
My eyes meet the homunculus'. She stares at me for a moment before turning to her husband(?) and saying the last thing I expect.
"Can we keep him?"
"Heh?" I dumbly ask as the serious-looking man just sighs in resignation. He REALLY can't go against his wife, can he?
And that's how I found myself getting adopted by Emiya Kiritsugu and Irisviel von Einzbern, a married couple who DIDN'T take part in the Fourth Holy Grail war, from what I can figure. It was kinda funny to see the serious man just relent to his excitable wife who- after her husband agreed to try and adopt me- glomped me in a big hug.
That was the second time I've nearly died. First: fire. Second: asphyxiation via boobs.
When asked my name, I immediately said 'Shirou', as though it were natural. How strange.
I also couldn't remember anything about being Shirou, but I could remember everything about who I was before I ended up in that void- even a lot of things I'm fairly certain I forgot entirely. Whatever that thing in the void was, it's made my memory stronger and who-knows what else.
...Speaking Japanese is something else to add to that list.
Apparently, the apartment building I was in collapsed after it caught on fire, the Magus and Homunculus just so happened to be nearby when it happened.
Huh, must've been fate.
After I wasn't found in any systems (Perhaps due to being from another dimension. Or maybe Shirou Emiya was always from a different dimension. Wouldn't that be a crazy thing?), I was promptly adopted by Kiritsugu and Irisviel. I then was named Shirou Emiya due to- as Kiritsugu explained- 'various troubles'. It's likely due to Irisviel not being in any systems anywhere, or something along those lines.
Afterwards, Kiristugu drove us home (THANK GOD), where I met my new little sister, Illyasviel von Einzbern.
Yes, you heard that right, LITTLE sister. Illya is younger than me by- what my new parents figured- about four or five years.
I remember seeing little Illya in Fate/Zero and gushing over how cute she was, but an even smaller and cuter Illya? Hair done in cute little twin tails? Happily calling me 'Onii-chan' and hugging me tightly as soon as she saw me? In real life and not on a screen?
I'm surprised I didn't end up back in the hospital from a cuteness-induced heart attack.
Hugging the tiny girl back was an unconscious action. It was pure instinct to hug something THAT cute.
I was also surprised to see the homunculus maids, Sella and Leysritt, at the home as well- dressed in normal clothes and not those stupid mushroom-looking hats they wore in Germany.
Seriously, I CANNOT stress how much I hate those stupid things.
Liz, or rather Leysritt, has short white hair and a blank expression on her face. Sella has her hair done up in the 'cursed anime mom style', and is more expressive. Also, both of them look nearly identical to Irisviel. If I didn't know better, I'd think they were all sisters or something.
The Emiya-Einzbern family happily welcomed me into their home.
This certainly wasn't where I was expecting to end up in life, but I'm not complaining. This seems to be Fate, but a strangely... happier version of it? Not that I would know. I adored Fate/Zero and Stay Night, but never watched/played any of the MANY spin-offs like Apocrypha or Extra, I only knew of them. Perhaps this was one of them?
If so... I'd better prepare. Who knows what dangerous shit is coming.
I am not Shirou Emiya.
I have to keep reminding myself that I'm NOT Shirou Emiya.
I mean PHYSICALLY I am, but definitely not mentally.
This means I definitely don't have his Reality Marble, but I might just have those circuits and his Origin/Element of 'Sword'. I wasn't going to try opening said circuits for fear of my new family knowing about it.
After about a year of living in my new life, I discovered something even crazier than finding out I've become Shirou fucking Emiya in a different timeline from Fate/Stay and it's multiple routes.
I had the First Magic. Denial of Nothingness. The ability to create something out of nothing.
I figured that out by thinking, 'I really hope I could make swords like Shirou, that'd be cool', and then a sword appearing in front of me. No pain of magical circuits activating, nor heat from said circuits, nor any arias like 'Trace On'. I just... thought it into existence.
This was further proven by making clothes, smartphones and video games that definitely don't exist in the current year of 1995- all from nothing.
The means that thing in the void was the Root. I suppose it makes sense, those who touched the Root were supposed to 'disappear from the world' when touching it. I certainly disappeared from mine.
Am I sad about losing my old life? Not really. I was going nowhere in life fast, this is a good of a second chance as any. I'm strangely thankful to that mysterious swirl in the void.
After finding out about my magic, I began training- both my body and my mind. Denial of Nothingness allows for creation of things, why not creation of knowledge? Creating- or rather copying- existing information straight to the brain?
Unfortunately, I couldn't do anything about foreknowledge about this timeline. Every time I tried, I knew nothing more than I already did. Is it a mental block? Am I afraid of knowing the future? Who knows?
All I know is that I certainly ain't gonna be caught off-guard by a Fifth Holy Grail War, whether or not it happens.
FUCK THAT.
Fuck dealing with Gilgamesh and Angry Mango.
Also, I wanted to experiment with magic. I mean, come on, who doesn't?! It's selfish, yeah, but it's fucking MAGIC!
MAGIC!
How could you say no to that?
No matter what gets thrown my way, I'll be ready. I'll make damn sure of that.
And so, I kept my magic a secret. Thankfully, I've kept my circuits dormant- seeing as how I don't need them- to keep my family none the wiser. Being a Magician- not magus- lets me draw Pure Ether from the Root, so I don't need any prana or od.
On the more mundane side of things, while spending time with everyone in said new family, I've learned stuff about them. It still feels a tad weird about interacting with what were once anime characters to me, seeing them live as real people. Fortunately, I've grown accustomed to it.
Another thing I did after getting my magic was use it to make sure I was sane. Original Shirou broke during the fire whereas I got sucked into a void, thrown into another dimension, woke up in a fire, and in a child's body no less.
I had to make sure I hadn't gotten some trauma from all of that shit.
Anyway, back to my family. For starters: Leysritt is super fucking lazy. Despite being a 'maid', she doesn't do anything and lets her sister do all the work. Liz is cool, though. Very chill person, but can be serious when she wants to be. Speaking of Sella, her domain is the kitchen. With how much of a pushover he was, the original Shirou Emiya wouldn't have stood a chance against her. She probably would've only let him cook if he asked Irisviel, and knowing her, she would've let him all the time.
Then again... Sella let slip that she can't cook western dishes, so maybe he would've had a chance. Hmm... I oughta learn how to cook too.
As for Kiritsugu, he's clearly a troubled man- that's clear as day-, but he loves Illya- and me as well- very much. He doesn't say it, or show it via smiles and the like, but you can see it in his eyes. Those blank, sunken black eyes light up whenever Illya and I are having fun. It's strange seeing someone hold so much love for you. My past life's family cared for me and all, but... It's clear this man has seen hell and walked out of the other side a free man. He wants to enjoy life and that's certainly what he seems to be doing. I'm not gonna sour that for him.
Irisviel is... she's like a kid. That's the best way to describe her. She's excitable, rambunctious and happy-go-lucky. Seeing as how she's a homunculus- an artificial person-, I could see her being just a few years older than my current body, especially when remembering Illya looked about twelve in Stay Night despite being nineteen. Wasn't Irisviel like ten in Fate/Zero?
Also, she's a terrible driver.
...never again. I promise that. Never again.
Illya, on the other hand, is the sweetest little thing I've ever met. I've seen kittens and puppies and they don't even compare to her obscene levels of cuteness that she can put out WITHOUT TRYING.
Just like how Kiritsugu can't say no to Irisviel, I've found that I can't say no to Lil' Illya.
That surely won't be bad news in the future.
Another strange thing about being a kid again: school. Elementary School, to be precise. I get along okay with the other kids, but kids have a sixth sense with this shit. They can tell I'm a bit different than them, they just can't describe how. I'm more or less acquaintances with a few of them, but not close enough to be considered friends.
Also, limiting my intellect to keep my guise of being a kid is hard. Harder than I expected, truth be told.
I also saw Fujimura Taiga- the Tiger of Fuyuki- herself there. Likely working as a teacher, given she wasn't wearing a uniform. Perhaps she recently graduated? She only seemed to be about twenty years old or so. I also haven't seen Shinji, Sakura, Issei or any of canon Shirou's classmates/friends anywhere.
Back to my magic, I've been able to relocate Shirou's Tracing with ease. Unlike him, I made Excalibur and Ea with a mere thought...
Eat your fucking heart out, world, I can make this shit easier than you ever could. Denial of Nothingness is fucking broken as all hell.
It's come in handy at school, allowing me to add in new knowledge. I now know geometry and trigonometry. Additionally, I gave myself selective photographic and eclectic memory. I can pick and choose what to keep in the 'ol noggin.
All in all, life was great. I had a loving family- despite Kiritsugu and Irisviel going on 'business trips' every now and again-, crazy magic powers, and a diabetes-inducingly cute little sister.
Life was certainly good.
I did always kinda want a sibling.
A few years later...
Mom and Dad continued to go on 'business trips' every so often, leaving for a few weeks or even a few months. It was a bit annoying, but that's just me being selfish, I suppose. Besides, they left Sella and Liz (more so the former than the latter) to take care of us and the house. However, I was old enough to be left alone and watch over Illya.
It had been nearly a decade since I was adopted by Kiritsugu and Irisviel, and I had recently turned 'seventeen'. I say the number with quotations seeing as how I don't actually know Shirou's age or his birthday. Seeing as how this was a new life, I decided to have my birthday be the day Kiritsugu found me.
Which just so happened to be the twentieth of October.
Shirou Day. Don't you DARE forget.
I also managed to learn how to cook. I say 'learn', but after asking Sella to teach me to cook, I realized I- or rather Shirou- was a natural cook. My cooking very nearly outstripped Sella's, a homunculus who was DESIGNED to be a maid and who had years of cooking practice. She was clearly a bit troubled by the praise I got and became a bit jealous of me, going so far as to bar me from the kitchen unless she let me in. I managed to regain her favor by asking her for more cooking tips, which she happily agreed after I pointed out that some friendly competition could make us both better chefs. The results of those competitions speak from themselves, as we've both gotten better over the years.
As far as school goes, I became friends with Ryuudou Issei, Shirou's friend. He was a straight-laced fellow, but I found he was a very nice person, likely due to being an aspiring Buddhist monk. I also ran into Matou Sakura (but not Shinji, thank god. Or maybe not? He might not be an asshole in this timeline) and Mitsuzuri Ayako, both members of the Archery Club, just like in Stay Night. They asked (read: tricked) me into trying archery. After picking up a bow for the first time and not missing a single shot (another natural Shirou thing it seems, just like cooking), they asked me to join the club, which I turned down.
I ain't gonna become Shirou Emiya. I'm going to be me, who just so happens to be in Shirou Emiya's body.
Aside from them, I never ran into anyone else from Fate at Homurahara Academy. I did see Tohsaka Rin in middle school, but we only interacted once, introducing ourselves when we literally ran into each other and not much else. She was surprised I didn't know her name, seeing as how popular she was. She also was cuter in person. Then again, that also goes for Sakura and Ayako.
Oh, and Sakura seems happier. I haven't seen hide nor hair of Shinji, but Sakura seems genuinely happy and not just faking it. She also doesn't seem tired like Kiritsugu... maybe Zouken's treating her alright.
I have to hold back a scoff just from entertaining that thought. Zouken? A good person? I'll believe it when I see it. Maybe he's not obsessed with Justeaze.
What else...? What else...? Oh, apparently Taiga is Illya's English teacher at the elementary part of Homurahara. And Illya is still as cute as ever, that cuteness and inherent kindness gaining her a whole gaggle of friends at school, much to the delight of her and everyone around her. Also, being half-German certainly helped in that regard, something she constantly uses to her advantage. Still, her happiness is infectious, definitely a far cry from Illya in Stay Night. I'm glad for her.
I still haven't figured out why she's younger than me though. Perhaps our parents stopped or even reversed her aging for a bit and wiped her memories of being part of a Magus family? It's definitely a possibility, being a family of mages and all.
As for me, I've trained, though not too hard. First Magic opens up a lot of shortcuts, after all. I literally just thought of being fit and 'bam!', I had muscles where I had next to none before. I made myself pocket dimensions to test stuff out in, leaving behind a clone behind to avoid drawing suspicion. I also gave them the shadow clone ability of getting their memories after they dispel which lets me retain any knowledge they accrue.
While I've kept this all a secret, I haven't hidden somethings I've made. Instead of going out a buying video games, I saved the money I got from an allowance, and simply made those video games.
Long story short: Illya became a fan of Devil May Cry and Resident Evil. When Devil May Cry 3 and Resident Evil 4 come out, she's gonna lose it. This would also be a good time to mention that it's currently late 2003, nearly 2004. Both games are still a ways away, but I know she'll love them.
Hmm... Come to think of it, Fate/Stay Night takes place near the start of 2004. Better keep an eye out.
I also did some scouting. The Fuyuki Central Park isn't twisted and fucked up, a result of Angra's mud staying in the Grail. Speaking of that damn cup, it's still there. Guess no one won back in '94. That figures. Looking at news articles, it seems like it didn't even happen. That French fuck Caster certainly wasn't summoned as there were no records of children going missing around that time.
I wonder if it all just fell apart without Kiritsugu and Irisviel? Come to think of it, I wonder how Mom's side of the family is doing.
Oh who am I kidding? They're probably dead. Knowing that shitty old man with an unpronounceable name that Stay Night Illya called 'Grandfather', Mom probably cut his fucking head off, getting Dad to take care of everyone else inside the mansion.
Anyway, enough recap. Like I said, it's been almost ten years since I was adopted and Mom and Dad left on trips often, such as last week. This also meant Sella and Liz would be watching us, but they went to the store, leaving me in charge of the house. Which brings us to now...
Illya and I sit on the couch in the living room, one of Illya's favorite magical girl animes playing which she watches happily. I'm not paying much attention to it, opting to read a book, specifically one on mythology. Considering I'm in Fate, I figured I oughta brush up on my myths. Some of those stores are fucking wild.
Especially that Greek stuff. Those guys were on some shit.
While I'm on the topic of reading, I read/watched some other stuff from Fate and TYPE-Moon in general. Some of the other Fate series are pretty fucking wild.
Then I read Fate/Grand Order. And Tsukihime. And the remake of Tsukihime. Good lord. I might be out of my fucking depth here, First Magic or no.
I thought Heracles was pretty tough before, but I am not ready for some of that other shit. Beasts, Machine Gods, ORT, and that's not even mentioning some of the busted Servants. Alcides makes his Berserker counterpart look like a fucking ant in comparison to him being the sun.
Alcides is insanely OP. Plz nerf.
"Eep!" My little sister squeaks suddenly. Looking up, I see her covering her crimson face with her hands, her equally red eyes peeking out through her fingers and looking at the tv. Ah, it seems the main character of the anime is kissing a boy. Love interest perhaps?
"Seriously?" I deadpan, a small smirk on my face. "A couple kissing bothers you that much?"
"Onii-chan!" Illya cries, indignant, her face a blushing mess. "I-It's not that..." She mutters.
"What is it then? Imagining doin' that with a boy?" I tease.
"What, no!" She protests cutely.
"Or a girl, I don't judge."
"A g-girl?!" She shrieks, as though the thought never crossed her mind.
"Some girls like girls and some boys like boys." I shrug. "There's no need to get so upset about thinking about kissing and stuff, nothing wrong with it." I shrug, hiding my smile. "Is it a boy from school you're thinkin' about?"
"There aren't even any boys in my class. You know that, Onii-chan." Illya deadpans.
"Yeah, but there are boys into your grade." I point out. "You might find one of 'em interesting or something, I dunno."
"Geez..." Illya whines.
I won't deny it, Illya was my favorite character in Stay Night. Finding out she originally had a route in the visual novel that was cut pissed me off, especially since she was best girl in the game.
I just like the crazy, doll-like, German loli. Don't ask why, I don't know.
This world's Illya looks exactly the same as her, but acts completely different. Not that I dislike that, she's still just as cute. Hitting puberty again was... annoying to be honest. Funnily enough, the only girl I've had any interest has been Illya, strange as that my sound. The reason I'm mentioning my love of Fate/Stay Illya is that she's likely the reason I find myself a bit attracted to this world's Illya.
Going through puberty with a cute girl living with you, who's also very comfortable around you is a fucking hassle on the mind. Had to smack my face more than a few times to ignore the sudden boner. Sure, I coulda jacked off, but decided against it. Lord knows if she caused me to do it once, I'd do it a helluva lot more.
It's a bit weird, being seventeen (I think, at least physically) and finding my twelve year old adoptive sister attractive, yes, but I blame the other Illya for this. It doesn't help that she's VERY comfortable around me. Not to the point of being in her underwear or anything, but she wears small clothes around the house and it is DISTRACTING.
I'm not a lolicon. I promise. I just like Illya.
Back to the present, Illya pouts from my teasing, before an idea strikes her. Said thought brings a small, sly, Grinch-like smile onto her face. "Well... what about you, Onii-chan?"
"What about me?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.
"Are there any girls in your grade you want to do that stuff with?" Illya asks shyly, her smile disappearing as she asks the embarrassing question.
"No. You know as well as I do that Issei's the only person I'm close to at all, and I don't swing that way." I say. I'd say Sakura and Ayako are acquaintances.
"Well..." She shyly says, looking away from me to hide her blushing face. "What about... outside of school?"
I pause. Should I be honest here?
"Maybe." I say, causing her to whip her head around to face me.
I ain't gonna tell who. I'm VERY afraid she won't be able to look at me the same way anymore.
"And what about you?" I ask.
"M-Me?!" She shrieks.
"Yeah. Anyone outside of school you're interested in?" I ask, cautiously.
As much as I've been a siscon, Illya's also been a brocon. More than a few times I've seen her jealous of some girl being near me. Nothing to the point of being yandere, but she certainly has some feelings for me- something I've known for a while. I'm unsure if she knows about my feelings for her, but neither of us have acted on them.
Perhaps it's some mutual fear? I never had any romantic relationships in my past life, after all.
Illya sometimes eyes me when she thinks I'm not looking, her face red all the while. She's been spending a lot more time with me lately and being a bit more averse to hugs and physical contact.
"...Yes." She mutters, almost inaudibly.
"Oh? Tell me about 'em." I ask, moving my bookmark and closing my book to not lose my place.
"Onii-chan!" She whines, but upon seeing how serious I am, she relents with a sigh. "Well... I don't know if it would work out between us."
"Why's that?" I ask.
"Well, he's a bit older than me." She admits.
I nod, my mind racing a bit. She totally means me. "Anything else? Why do you like him?"
"He's really kind, and..." She hesitates. "...h-handsome, and he can cook really well. He's always looked out for me, despite not having to be so worried. But... I'm afraid to tell him."
Seems I was right there. Maybe I'm afraid too. Then again, I ain't scared of the Grail War, so...
"Why?" I ask, softly, leaning over towards the sullen girl, slightly curled in on herself. "Afraid he'll say no?"
"Yes, but... I'm more afraid it'll make things weird between us." Illya says, causing me to blink.
"Yeah..." I say as a sigh. "I'm the same."
Illya whips around to me, red eyes wide. "Really?"
I nod, feeling a bit sullen. "I'm worried if I ask her, it'll mess up our relationship we have now- that there won't be any turning back."
Illya looks down on thought as we sit in silence for a long moment.
She's my sister, she called me 'Onii-chan' as soon as she saw me. I've watched her grow from a cute bean to who she is now. I don't... I don't wanna make things awkward between us, especially since we live together and all. Not being able to face someone at school is one thing, but we both live in this home.
But why am I letting this fear control me? I should just go for it.
"I think you should tell her."
Illya's voice then cuts through the silence, causing me to blink and look over at her. My sister's face is strangely serious now.
"You think?" I ask.
She nods resolutely. "You... might end up regretting not telling her how you feel some day. You might wonder what you missed out on..."
I sigh. "You're right." I say, causing her to look up at me in surprise. "That means you oughta do the same."
Illya's surprised face turns to one of shock as she begins to resemble a tomato once again. She closes her mouth and attempts to calm herself, but I can see her shock has turned into hesitation.
I lean over and place my hand on her tiny shoulder, causing her to jolt. She looks up at me, blinking as she sees my smile. "You'll be fine, Illya."
She nods with a small smile with a bit of worry still there as I let go of her shoulder. "Th-Th-Then... Onii-chan?"
"Yeah?" I ask.
"I... I..." Illya says, trying to force the words out of her throat.
I remain silent, watching her intently. She seems to get the message that I won't be running off and am waiting to hear what she has to say.
She swallows her spit, hard. "I... I..."
Eventually, she manages to shout out the words she wanted to speak.
"I really like you!"
She really has had a crush on me and been too afraid to ask, and for the EXACT same reason as me. The world's probably saying 'I told you so'.
Ilya fidgets in fearful trepidation as she waits for my response, seeing my dumbstruck face- her confession caught me off guard.
Eventually, I come to my senses and smile. She lets out another squeak as I place my palm against her cheek, brushing a bit of her pale white hair to the side. Her face somehow becomes redder and redder.
I've made my decision. Fuck hesitation.
"mmMMMM?!" Illya squeals again, only this time it's muffled.
By my own lips.
Her ruby red eyes are wide as dinner plates as her mind tries to catch up to the reality that is me kissing her.
It's a short and chaste kiss, but we part red-faced and short of breath.
Almost unconsciously, she lifts a hand and lightly touches her lips, staring at me wide eyes, almost in a trance.
I look at her and honestly say, "I've liked you too, for a while now."
Illya blinks again, her brain finally catching up. "...R-Really?" She hesitantly asks.
"Really." I smile and nod. "I was worried about it messing with our relationship too, and... I suppose I was just afraid of you saying no. I've never done this relationship thing before, y'know?"
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Illya latches onto me with a big hug, her little self clearly over the moon with happiness. "S-So... does this mean we-we're... a c-couple now...?"
Her stuttering question brings a smile to my face as I pull her away, ending the hug. "Would you like for us to be a couple?" I ask, hiding my excitement at the prospect.
"Yes... Yes I would." Illya says with the biggest smile I think I've ever seen on her, before she blinks. "We'll have to keep it a secret from Mama and Papa, huh?"
"Sella and Liz too, probably." I add, smiling awkwardly.
"Yeah..." Illya says with an awkward chuckle. "But still... I'm really happy."
I smile. "Me too." We both move towards one another and hug each other tightly once more.
Well, this certainly wasn't how I was seeing today going, but there'll be no complaints here.
New AN
So, I've begun rewriting this. I realized I fucked up with Shirou being too passive, so this is a new beginning.
Expect things to go different from the original. Sorry if anyone liked the old version better.
The first three chapters won't be much different, but the fourth will see changes.
Original AN
So... 'Why am I writing this?', you ask?
I wanted to write something aside from my Blue Archive story. I did something similar with the Fate/Stay Night and the DxD stories I began when I was writing my Date A Live story, but... Well I might get back to the DxD story someday, but the FSN one isn't looking up.
Same for the DaL story, I'm just not feeling it. Maybe I will when Season 5 comes out.
Another reason was... Well...
The cunny has consumed me.
For those of you who enjoy Blue Archive, you know what the word means.
Fate/Grand Order released a summer Chloe/Kuro and it made me finally want to watch Fate/Kaleid, something I had been telling myself to do for years. After finding a website to watch it on for free (because I don't have money to shill out to Crunchyroll), I began watching the anime and found myself more interested in writing a Kaleid story.
There's a noticeable lack of Kaleid stories, though the ones that exist are mostly good (to and read 'Right Place, Wrong War', it's fucking amazing), and I wanted to contribute to that.
Also, I wanted to write lemons.
None of Sensei's relationships in my Blue Archive story have reached the point of seggs, but they will eventually. I need practice writing them, so that was another bit of inspiration for writing this.
Those who read the few chapters of the Stay Night version of 'Visitor from the Void' knows I've given Self-Insert Shirou here the same powers I gave Sam in that story: First Magic. I contemplated having him just have Shirou's tracing abilities, but I thought to myself, 'I want him to use weapons he's never seen', so I figured First Magic.
It wouldn't be the weirdest thing in Fate. Hell, Zelretch has probably already seen a timeline like this.
Also, I made Illya 12 in this part of Kaleid instead of 10. I don't think I need to explain why.
TL;DR: Summer Chloe has gotten me horny and I want to put my lust-filled delusions of fucking her, Illya and Miyu to 'paper' so I can use them as practice for writing similar things in my Blue Archive story.
I originally thought about just writing multiple chapters of lemons, in a similar vein to GrandLeviathan, but I didn't like the sound of that and wanted it to be a coherent story.
Oh and if you like Blue Archive, go and give that story of mine a look-see. It's mostly a re-telling with an actual character instead of the mysterious person we get in canon, but don't ever actually see. I'm putting out a new chapter tomorrow, on the first anniversary of the story being posted.
And if I get anyone who hates on this story for having the MC get together with Illya...
Good. Your hatred fuels me.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter and look forward to the next!