*throws up his hands in frustration, wondering why even bothered*
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Nine Years Ago
EMIYA had nowhere he needed to be. Well, nothing in particular. Little Sakura was off having a small nap after her lessons with him. He wasn't sure where Rin was accounted for, until he heard the tell-tale noise of an explosion coming from one of the rooms in the second floor of the mansion.
Running towards the noise, he suddenly kicked the door down, a sword in mind, ready to be traced. He blinked as he took in the scene.
The room was primarily bare, except with a bookshelf off at the far side, and a desk beside it. Standing in the middle, though slightly scorched, was a magic circle, with a soot-covered Rin looked equally shocked and embarrassed.
EMIYA blinked. Rin blinked.
EMIYA chuckled. Rin pouted.
Later
EMIYA was still chucking, even as he stood just outside the bathroom door, while Rin was finishing up her bath inside, sulking.
"Its not that funny..." Rin mumbled, though loud enough for for Archer to hear through the door.
Archer stopped laughing long enough to give an amused retort, "Yes it is."
The door finally opened, and out came rin, with a clean set of clothes, and a towel on her head, her hair still damp. She was still scowling, "I just don't get what went wrong. I thought I got that right." She started walking towards the kitchen, intent on getting a snack. Archer walked alongside her.
Tilting his head slightly, Archer replied, "Well, two things: you were missing some margins in your circle, and your incantation was off as well."
Rin gave him a look, to which he smiled innocently at.
"...Teach me?" Rin said, her voice slightly tinged with hopefulness.
Archer chuckled.
Present
Rin opened her eyes a bit, though did not break her slight concentration. For the most part, the spell she was using was just a minor wind levitation spell, which allowed her to actual juggle and twirl the chopstick she had in her hand. She blinked as the memory appeared in her mind.
The same spell she was using with ease now, was in fact the same spell she had attempted with difficulty so long ago. The same spell that Archer had caught her futzing.
Wondering why that memory came up, he turned towards Archer, where he was reading the newspaper, then towards Shirou, who was watching the news on TV. Sakura was happily humming in the kitchen, cooking. Taiga, meanwhile, was just finishing up some last minute teacher-stuff, and enthusiastically perked up at Sakura's announcement that food was ready, just as she set down the dish on the hotplate.
As Rin watched the going on around her, as Shirou and Taiga playfully bickered, Sakura giggling, and Archer smirking in amusement, she just had to admit to herself...
She wished this kind of days would never end.
She wished with all her might for it to be granted, even as a dark cloud was descending towards Fuyuki.
She wished that this peaceful days would stay, even as she felt it in her being...
That the Holy Grail War was about to start.
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