Nobility of Iramasha Meets Royalty of Sugiura

"Father? Why are we going in there?" She asked with clarity in her voice, yet minor confusion hidden behind her tone. "I know that its been two-thousand years since we've been here, but why now instead of being more frequent?" He heard her say. He has a gentle smile upon his face while wearing that blue and white uniform he wears when with the elders. His eyes closed in a kind manner as well, his arms in a cross fold. His voice sound so peaceful and yet strong like it always did, but that wit still hitting strong.

“Well hopefully we run into a friend I met a while back”

He said as he remembered the fight with Rihiku he didn’t get that hurt in the fight like the others. Or gotten pushed to his limits like Miss Yoko. He simply helped boosted them and helped there attacks hit while he set up an trap for Rihiku and that Demon that got away, While Rihiku was caught. Senorn age did set him back in fights with those younger than himself. He did make use for his powers. Can and Can’t do. At this time he wanted to train both Bass and Shirou but not right away, let the young ones rest and enjoy there youth.

A whistle? A sound was heard in his mind. An omen? The breath stops. His. An attack somewhere in the world… but he didn’t want to tell anyone about this let them enjoy this day… After all so far Senorn is the only one who can feel something happening on earth. He just wanted them to enjoy this day, even if war began on the earth below.

[Emiya Shirou]

Today, was a peaceful and lush day. A wonderful peace, something that was slowly slipping away in the current day, due to the mindless evil drones, that were destroying the world. For one man, he knew that he wanted to protect those people, not only those people, but everyone. He wanted to be the superhero, that his mother aspired to be. He had potential, he wasn't all that skillful yet. He was relatively weak to some opponents, but was stubborn enough to last against them. He was no one other than, Emiya Shirou. What exactly was he doing?; One could probably catch him snoozing, in the bedroom that he was allowed to sleep within, thanks to Misaiko. However, he couldn't help but feel in his sleep, that some visitors were coming. A alarm went off, and Iori's guardian beast pet jumped on his bed and woke him up, through tickling his nose with his fuzzy little cute paw's. Shirou's nostrils, and face flushed in red, as he began to chuckle and wake up and looked around. "Heh...Ahngh......Ahhhh...nnn....Ahhh" He was making quite the amount of yawn's, probably due to sleeping late. This was probably because of kendo training, or him practicing his reinforcement and projection, and his newly acquired ability, Tracing. He looked at his clock, and his eyes quickly widened in surprise then dismay. "Ah! Baka Baka Baka!" he fell out of his bed, rolling over and got back up. he felt really idiotic, today was the day he was supposed to be visited by Senorn, a man he fought along side with. During his day in earth, with another woman, a shinigami going by the name of Yoko Kuchiki. He got up quickly and began to do his usual morning exercises.

He didn't do it for long, in fact one would be surprised at why he would do it, he was quite handsome for his age, and his build was firm, built, and slim. he wasn't overly muscular, but he had them in the very key places. He may have had some admirers, but due to his oblivious manner of handling things, with the opposite sex, it made the process very tenuous. After doing his exercises. He began to get clothed quickly, his clothing wasn't his usual raglan sleeved shirt and blue jeans, today he opted to go for a normal white long sleeved shirt, and blue denim jeans, with tennis. Everything fit his body perfectly, and he tied his shoes. As he sped down the stairs of the sugiura castle. His mind was concentrated on one thing, preparing meals. He had to prepare the food for his guest's. "Alright, i wonder what they'd like..." he began to think back to what senorn told him, about letting him meet his daughter one day. He felt honored, that he was acting friendly with someone like him, not that he was a bad person, just not that popular. Yet, he knew Senorn didn't care about that, and was a wise man. He was wise, but also had things that made him seem like any other young child. Shirou sensed spiritual pressure, near the doors of the castle. No, it was most likely the gates. First, he decided to start on the food. Going into the kitchen, and cutting on the beautifully done stove. Not even Iori had a stove this wonderful, at her own house. Though, he wouldn't say that directly in front of that woman. Unless, he wanted to meet a grisly end. After he cut the stove on, he grabbed a few pots, and pans and set them over the many heaters, and then pulled out a set of groceries, that Misaiko had bought yesterday, saying Shirou had free reign, to make as much as he liked. Something he would make good on.

Chibi Eiyuu, followed him downstairs, and landed by him. "I'll watch over the food you go greet your guest's!" he said with a happy and fox like expression. Sometimes Shirou was at a loss, as to how Iori could have come into contact with such a cute and adorable fellow. he petted the head of the guardian beast, and began walking outside of the castle, with his apron on. "Sorry for the wait" he said with a happy and exuberant expression. Waving his hand left hand back and forth, as he opened the gates for them. Assuring the guards that they were safe. He looked at his older friend, and looked at the girl beside him, she was shorter then the both of them. She looked to be around either the look of a young girl, or a teenage girl. Shirou could assume that this was his daughter. the alternative idea, would be wife, but he didn't know senorn's taste so he would rather not go into a touchy subject, and offend someone with a mistake. "it's been a while senorn-sensei, to think it was only a few months back..." he said with a sigh as he extended his hand. He looked back down to Bassa, and smiled brightly. His yellow orbs, staring into her own eyes. "and i'm assuming this is your daughter?" He asked patiently, exhuming nothing but a peaceful aura around him. "Whatever the case is, i'm glad you came...due to my inability to get some rest early yesterday, i did not prepare any food before hand, but i'm currently in the middle of cooking, so if you could wait a few moments, then i'm sure you'll be satisfied with my dishes" there was nothing rude about this man, because all he wanted was for his new friend, and his daughter, was to enjoy their time with him, today. It would be interesting to see how the day progressed.

Like the clouds that roll across the sky. Time passes by slowly, unlike the blade on his side, time well never come back again. never wanting to waste even a second. Always towards the future Without looking aside, full speed ahead. Someday it'll come to an end, precious My Life Just hurry up, there's no time. no time to waste I never stop trying because I'm Senorn. Hurry up!

“I made some awesome cloths of you to wear! Hope like I head you might joining my crew! Heheheheheh!” Ranfang blurted before tossing the back pack at Senorn. The attack was sudden that Bassa was speechless and confused. A In a flash the backpack was in mant piece’s his blade going faster than light speed for a spilt second. And Senorn placing his blade away. He was suppose to leave it at his home today, but like always he brings it just in case,

“Sliced, now … Ranfang was-?"

“Sorry for the wait.” The boy said to Bassa and Senorn while Bassa was still dazed from Ranfang’s ambush. Senorn turned and look at Shirou. He looked young as ever. “And I’m assuming this is your daughter?” He moved his head towards Shirou but kept a eye on Ranfang.

“Yes, This is my daughter Bass.”

Speaking in a normal and kind manner normal heard to when Senorn spoke to friends, and family. Taking a step towards shirou. And placing his hand atop of Bassa head and rub her hair in a playful manner, careful not to ruin her hair. Taking his hand off, and fixing the blade on his side


“Hmmm some food does sound good.”

upon hearing shirou talking about being in the middle of cooking. Looking back at Ranfang with a very Oni like face towards Ranfang. And his voice slightly demonish.

“now mister Ranfang….. You may be fast…. But I’m faster.-”

going back to normal for now at lest Senorn reached into his pockets and pulls out a very old and beautiful knife. It was used in the battle with rihiku a few months back. He handed this old knife to Shirou, if he noticed the blade had no edges to it blunt all around, this was Senorn item he created Fōringu-shi and master it with. He Gave Bassa a knife like that one before but more to her taste.

“That is a reward from the a few months back, think of it as a passing”

[Emiya Shirou]

Just as Shirou, was greeting his guest's. a unexpected extra, came along. Much to Shirou's chagrin, of course. Ranfang, he was the hyper child of the well knit family, of Shimura's. So it wasn't exactly a bad thing, but it annoyed Shirou greatly. The minute he seen he come out, he noticed that the food he was beginning to cook, could no longer be smelled. He came to one or two conclusions, 1, he probably ate the food, or 2, he probably ate the food!; Shirou went up to ranfang and gave him a large smack over the head. He deserved it, because normally Shirou was nice. One thing he did not enjoy, however was when people decided to eat his food, or taste it without asking. This made Shirou's day even more tenuous, then he originally planned. On top of all of that, he was acting out of manner, and rude. Who would want a greeting where somebody throws their backpack, directly towards you. Asking for you to be a pirate. Sometimes, Shirou just didn't understand ranfang, and probably wouldn't bother too.

He sighed, and bowed respectfully as he moved up towards them a bit closer. Seeing the back pack, destroyed. "I'm sorry, this is one of shimura's children, and he doesn't quite know his manners yet...if you want please ignore him, the best way you can..." He looked back at Bassa, then back at Senorn. "And he also ate what i was preparing for you today...so if you can wait for a few hours...i'll re-prepare something i'm sure you'll enjoy..." he said with a smile, then glared back at ranfang. "Something that this time, hopefully won't be eaten" After that, he regained all of his composure. Looking back at the two. Senorn, also gave him a bit of scolding, albeit if it was one of his usual fatherly expressions. "Hehehehehhe...." Shirou chuckled a bit nervously, as a bit of sweat dripped from his head. Sometimes, When Senorn was like that, he found it scary.

After Senorn said his words to Ranfang, He handed shirou a knife. It looked like a dull blade, the closer Shirou looked at it. However, he knew that it must have had some meaning, coming from one that wise and old, such as Senorn. He smiled and thanked him, from the bottom of his heart. "Thanks, i'll cherish it, for as long as i live..." he said looking at senorn, with respect and honor. Stretching his arms out, while putting the knife away in his pocket. He decided to point to their direction, of the castle. It wasn't too far away, so the walk from here, to there, would be quite easy. "Well if you'll allow me, i'll treat you guys to a wonderful time and we can get to know each other more..." he said as he guided them to the castle. Before doing so, he looked at ranfang. "You can come along too, but i don't wanna hear anything about pirates. I'll even prepare you, your own share..." he said with a small smile, he was annoyed by Ranfang. But it's not like he was all that smart, for a kid, so he had to cut him some slack. He just wanted the day to go through smoothly, and impress his guest's.

[Emiya Shirou]


Shirou sighed, after that little altercation, while giving ranfang one more reply. "Yeah Yeah, just don't do anything like that again, i swear Miss Shimura should get you to be more polite..." He said as he began to walk into the house. "We have a deal though..." he said as he smiled down at him, Shirou knew he was young. He wasn't gonna always think about what's wrong or right and since he was young, it was alright for him to act simply on impulse. Completely normal, at least to Shirou. Shirou guided them back within the large castle, as he smiled. "Well... i'll go to the kitchen and prepare another meal...Ranfang try not to upset the guest's well i'm gone...i shouldn't take too long..." he said, as he walked around some of the corners of the large castle, in order to reach his destination. Hopefully this time, no one would interrupt him from cooking. He personally wanted to make a good impression on Senorn, especially after the special gift, that he had just now given him, it was the least he could do to show Senorn that he looked up to him. The man was definitely someone too admire, Old, Confident, and wise. He didn't have any arrogance, and simply wanted to help others. Shirou could respect someone like that, not to mention how much he had taken up for him, during their time on earth. He was truly a remarkable man to know.

After reaching the kitchen, Shirou smiled and took a deep sigh. "Alright...this time should be a bit different..." he said, as he took a deep breath and washed out the pots and pans, that were left with bits and pieces of remains of food, that ranfang ate. He moved his hands down under the sink of the lavished kitchen, and grabbed a new set of dishes, plates, and pots, and pans. He then went across to the refrigerator, and decided on a few things too cook. First off, he thought about what senorn liked. From what they had talked about, before this, he seemed to enjoy spicy foods. He put his index finger to his chin, and began to ponder what would fit his fancy. he decided to cook a nice set of spicy chicken, with a twist. it would be cooked and simmered in barbecue style, while shirou added the spices that were necessary to bring out the dishes full flavor. He grabbed all of the ingredients, that the dish needed, which were a mix of spices with a bit of sweet, the over all taste would be able to make any spice lover fall in love at first bite. He took about 30 minutes to prepare the dish, and set it down. Letting it simmer, while going to make dishes for the rest of the party.

Now that the first one was finished, he began to prepare something sweet, and enjoyable, for the daughter. It was going to be something that he believed would satisfy her taste buds. He then began to think of various dishes that were both good, and sweet. After enough thinking, he prepared the rest of the dishes, without much of a hassle. Everything looked great and worldly. Some of the dishes were american, Some were Indian, and he couldn't forget his native home, Japan. With that, he grabbed the plates, one by one and escorted them down stairs, granted with some help from the maids around the area. After doing so, he came to the table, where they should have been guided too, and put the food down for them to enjoy. he sat down himself and bowed while doing so. "i do hope you all come to enjoy my cooking, it was kind of a last notice thing, but i think i managed...' he said with a light chuckle, as he broke his chop sticks and began to dig in, on his own plate. Hopefully Ranfang wouldn't go crazy with the food, as he had prepared his own share.