This chapter has been edited by Justicez! All credits for better spelling and grammar went to him

Prologue

The Holy Grail War of Fuyuki, also called Heaven's Feel, is a ritual that has been going on for two hundred years. Established by the Tohsaka, Matou and Einzbern families, the three Founding Families, as a means to reach Akasha, it is currently thought to be a competition for something recognized as a possible Holy Grail.

Seven magi are chosen by the Grail as Masters and, with support from the Grail, allowed to summon seven Servants to do battle. The winning pair is then allowed to claim the Holy Grail and utilize it grant a wish to each of the victors.

Its true purpose is actually to utilize the seven Servants returning to the root as a way to form a way directly to it.

Saber, the Servant of the Sword. Lancer, the Servant of the Spear. Archer, the Servant of the Bow. Rider, the Servant of the Mount. Caster, the Servant of Magecraft. Berserker, the Servant of Madness and Assassin, the Servant of the Shadows.

These 7 along with the 7 Magus battle in the Holy Grail War to have their Wish granted.

Those 7 Servants maintain the balance of the Grail and also the path to the Akasha

Until the Third Holy Grail War happened...

Avenger… Those whose lives were spent in the name of vengeance, be it for themselves or others.

It is not a true class, it's a substitute and nothing more.

It was one never meant to be used, for few heroes of the past could have filled the category and it was rare that the gifts of being an Avenger were welcomed.

Summoned from frustration and slaughtered before the folly could be discovered, the person who was called Avenger had, in life, been a sacrifice for all that is sin, all that is evil, all that is abhorrent of mankind. In his demise as a Servant, he had done what he had in life and so it was not the soul of an innocent, the soul of an avenging hero that was swept into the Holy Grail.

No.

What it was… What it is…

It is Sin.

It is Evil.

It is everything that mankind hates, loathes and abhors about itself… All this and so much more was poured into the Holy Grail until what it had been was no more.

There was no holiness to this blackened Grail. The hellish monstrosity summoned forth by Avenger saw to that quite well. A creature was born with only the intent to destroy all living things on Earth the moment it stepped onto the surface of the planet, a creature that was Evil given form, a creature that carrying all the Sins of the World.

And now... That creature about to ne born... And its 'womb', that looked like a dark tower from the depths of the abyss that personified the word "ominous" standing in front of him.

He can feel his consciousness breaking apart. And he knew very well that it's only a matter of time before the cavern collapses, and that's not including the thing in front of him that could be born at any moment.

His joints are stiff. Just bending his limbs and making the smallest movements already hurt. His nerves are burning, almost like they were on fire. Hundreds of blades are growing out of his body, soon he will suffer death by skewering, an end that has already been determined the moment he unleash the full power of the Counter Guardian's arm.

CRACK! CRACK!

Rather than having a body made of flesh and bone, he felt right now that it was built from glass. He can feel himself starting to crumble, starting to shatter into pieces like so many stones on the ground.

Truthfully he could still make it. His body's dying, but he won't lose himself for another day if he stopped now.

Only a day's worth of life... But right now, right in this moment, he would love to have something so insignificant. Just a day. An hour or even a minute. If he can live, he would want to live even if only short moment.

CRACK! CRACK!

There's no cracking outside his body, however the inside is a different matter. He can feel part of his brain starting to break, crumbling like pieces of cheap glass.

Truthfully he didn't want this to happen. He wanted to keep his memory intact, he wanted to keep it for as long as he can.

CRACK! CRACK!

But it was not to be, for he can feel that one by one, his memory started to disintegrate, overwhelmed by the power that flowed through his whole body.

For a second he was very tempted to stop. If he kept walking he won't make it, even if he did, there won't be anything to remember, he would only be an empty husk.

Then, the image of woman with purple hair and eyes, with a beautiful smile crossed his mind, and part of his memory began to resurface once more.

Doing nothing would mean that it would endanger his beloved, a woman who has loved him for so long, a woman that has made him sacrifice his ideal for her sake...

He can't allow that to happen...

"Sakura..."

The name come out in his raspy voice, despite his brain that can already be considered dead but somehow, his body kept working.

It's time to end this...

"Trace..."

He uttered his last chant, the last words that he will say in this World. Despite his organs starting to be decay, where they were once organic are now turned inorganic, he still kept going, pushing all the impossibility aside.

"On..."

And he died... The moment the eight verse of his Magecraft spun in his brain, Shirou Emiya died, his body can't handle it, muscle and flesh become swords, bones and joints become steel, man become machine.

And in his hands... Salvation... Glory... a Sword that would make the word "beautiful" seem inadequate, a sword that was forged by the planet as the crystallization of the wishes of mankind and tempered within the planet.

A sword that brings victory the moment it is unleashed, there is no more fitting weapon to stand against the Evil in front of him.

The body of Shirou Emiya is already dead ... But his soul is still intact, the spirit still there, still in that machine body.

And it gave one last command to that machine.

The dark cavern that was filled with ominous and malicious aura from the Corrupted Tower was forced back as golden pillars of light from the Sword of Promised Victory came alive. The light gathered together and fused themselves with each other under the command of the Last Phantasm.

And they all Roared. Galloped. Rushed at the dark form of the Corrupted Grail, disintegrating every piece of darkness they passed through, turning the dark place a brilliant white, banishing the creature that held all The Evils of the World back to where it belonged.

The last thing Shirou Emiya remembered before he died is a promise... A small promise to the woman that he loved, a woman that made him throw his ideal away, a woman that made him… Human... A promise to look at the Sakura trees in the spring...

The sky was clear. There was not a single cloud in the dark sky. A sea of stars shone amongst the darkness, turning the supposed grim view beautiful. The moon itself appeared in its full glorious form, bathing the world in it's light.

"It's a beautiful night isn't it?"

"Yes, you're right."

Beneath that beautiful night sky, is a couple walking side by side. The woman appears to be quite young with orange hair and yellow eyes, while the man himself, who looks slightly older than her, has black messy hair and a pair of brown eyes. Both of them wearing what appeared to be their pyjamas, but their modesty was covered by a jacket and scarf

"Alas, who knew handling a baby could be this tiresome." The man said with sigh "I mean, it's two AM! What kind of person would want to eat at this hour?!"

"It can't be helped now, right?" The woman responded in a resigned voice. "We're out of milk formula, and I don't think Riko would want to drink breast milk anymore, she's already six months old, I think she will need solid food soon."

"Well..." Her husband gave a leering grin to his beautiful wife "I know someone who wants to drink breast milk though."

The wife in response gave him an annoyed look, but the pink hue can be seen adorning her cheeks "Pervert."

"You love me anyway."

"With all my heart, dear."

The couple let out a chuckle as they stood closer, the husband snaking one hand snake one hand around his wife shoulder and pulled her closer to him, all while staring at the baby she held to her chest "Look at her, already sleeping while making that face." He said fondly "She's so cute."

"Of course she is, she's my daughter." The wife responded proudly.

"She's mine too!" The husband proclaimed.

Hearing that the woman face turned to one of genuine concern "You're right... I hope she doesn't inherit your mood swings."

"Hey! What do you mean by that?!" He asked, feeling offended at her words "I'm not that bad!"

"Saibai, when you put that headband on you switch from goofy and weird into serious and weirder." She deadpanned.

"And what's wrong with that? Ringo, I'll have you know that that headband is a priceless object! It gives me a boost of power!" He declared proudly as he extended his hand into the air and clenched his fist "When I put on that sacred artifact, it as if energy of hundred men is flowing into my body!"

"See my point?" Ringo deadpanned.

"Hey! You can't say that you are innocent of any strange behavior either!" Saibai exclaimed "I mean! Lately you have a tendency of groping someone when you design clothes for them!"

"It's not groping, it's checking out their body." Ringo defended herself easily. "Using a ruler and a measuring tape is way too common and overused, using such a mundane way also can't guarantee your success." She stated, then she raised a fist in the air and proclaimed. "However, if you feel it with your own skin, you can easily judge the proper size and materials that is most suitable for them to use."

"Then I am the same! My headband-"

"- Is only an old headband, and while it does seems make to make you super excited but in the next few hours you droop as though having just finished running a marathon." Ringo cut him off easily, nose wrinkled in distaste "Seriously, it's only an adrenaline rush, nothing special about it and yet you act as if that headband is some kind of magical object."

Saibai sputtered at his wife cold remark about his precious headband, nonetheless, in the end he only could sigh. One day, one day, he will win an argument against her!

They continued to walk their way home home direction in comfortable silence. However that silence was broken by Ringo who suddenly stopped mid stride.

"Ringo?" Saibai asked, noticing his wife sudden change of demeanor.

"I... I think I just heard something." Ringo said slowly as her face scrunched into uncertainty ; one eye narrowed and head leaned forward.

"Heard something?" Saibai asked, face immediately turned around looking for whatever caught his wife's attention. After a moment, his face turned into a frown as he turned back to his wife "Darling, I-"

"Sshh! Listen..." Ringo hushed her husband as she strained her ears.

It was faint, barely audible, in fact people could just mistake it as the sound of a breeze. However, for Ringo who has been spending her looking after her daughter, knew it was not just the wind.

It was the sound of a baby crying.

And this time, Saibai was able to hear it as well.

"A baby?" He muttered, eyes quickly darting around to find it "Where is it coming from?"

"It's... I think it's coming from that alley?" Ringo answered uncertainly voice as she pointed to an alley near them.

The married couple wasted no time in entering the alley, curiosity peaked as they looked around the dim alleyway, only to gasp as something caught their attention.

In the corner of the alley, lay a small pile of sheets, and in the midst of it is a small baby. But that sight was not the actual thing to make them gasp, but the huge wild dog that was standing over it with fangs bared and drool leaking from its mouth.

Seeing this Saibai wasted no time, his nostrils flared as he rushed forward at the beast that was threatening the small baby "Shoo! Shoo!" He yelled.

"BARK! BARK!"

The dog obviously saw him coming, and it barked in viciously. However, it did not deter the man, his brown eyes narrowed at one of the trash cans nearby, he immediately pulled the lid off and wasted no time in throwing it at the dog.

It hit the target perfectly, the dog staggering in its step as the steel hit its forehead, it shook its head to regain focus, its feral eyes glaring at the man, only for another trash can lid to smash into the dog, making it yelp.

Saibai allowed a grin to cross his face as he held two trash can lids aloft in his hands, eyes glinting with confidence. "There's still two more, I dare you to try it, mutt." He taunted while waving the steel in his hands.

It seems the wild dog understood what he said, even if it didn't, then Saibai's posture is a dead give away to his intent. It gave a growl before deciding the baby was not worth the potential pain it would bring, before turning tail and running away.

"Yeah!" Saibai exclaimed while waving the lids in his hands. "You better run mutt! Or else!" He yelled at the dog that was running away from him.

He enjoyed his victory for a few seconds more before placing the trash can lids back in their places and ran over to the baby that, a few seconds ago, was about to get eaten by a wild dog. He wasted no time in scooping the baby up into his arm and checking him over.

The moment he sees the crying baby's features, Saibai's face is contorted into surprise.

"Saibai?" Ringo called, looking concerned when she noticed her husband's expression as she slowly approached him.

"Is the baby okay?" She asked.

The question seemed to snap the man from his daze. He shook his head a few times before giving her a reassuring smile "Yeah, he's fine." He informed her. He then shifted his body a little to allow his wife to see the baby "It's just… I was kind of surprised."

Ringo looked at the baby and she let out a small gasp when she took in the appearance of the little boy. He maybe only be around a year old, looking to be at least a few months older than Riko, but that's not the issue, it was his face and features that made her gasp.

His hair... It was just like hers, a rusty red, and while the shape of his face is not fully defined yet, but he has the same facial features as Saibai, a face that gave off a roguish and manly look, however, it looked more cute in his current appearance, and Ringo can't help but reminded to her husband.

"This little guy looks just like me with your hair colour, eh?" Saibai said with a grin.

"... Yes... Yes he does." Ringo agreed in a whisper as her eyes were glued to the baby in his arms that was calming down, his cries subsiding. Then her face turned to a scowl as the circumstances of her current situation hit her. "What kind of person would abandon baby here?"

If they arrived a few seconds too late, there was a good chance that the dog might have already attacked the baby, if not outright killed him!

"Someone who obviously doesn't know the meaning of responsibility." Saibai muttered darkly, he maybe not the kindest person in the world, but even he wouldn't ever think of abandoning his own flesh and blood, let alone placing him in an alley that was packed with rubbish, it is as if whoever abandon this baby really meant to throw him away like garbage!

Unforgivable, if Saibai ever met the person who did this, he sure as hell was going to give that person a very good punch to the face.

"What should we do?" Ringo asked her husband "We can't just leave him here."

"We bring him home with us, of course." Saibai answered. "Tomorrow, we will bring this little guy to the police and hospital to get him checked." He then noticed there was something else wrapped up in the blanket covering the baby. "Hmm, what's this?"

It was a note, a piece of paper, and in it, was written just two words.

"Shirou Emiya." Ringo read aloud. "Is this his name?"

"It seems to be." Saibai said with a scowl. "His parents threw him away but still have the nerve to name him?!" He spat, anger evident in his voice.

"As much as I hate to admit it, but we can't jump to that conclusion immediately." Ringo calmed her husband who was getting angrier by the second. "For now, why don't we go home and bring little Shirou with us?"

"Agreed." Saibai nodded to his wife "It's already very late after all."

The couple walked out of the alley, the comfortable silence between them gone now as their mind was taking stock of their current situation.

And again, it was broken by Ringo.

"Why don't we adopt him?" She asked suddenly, prompting her husband to stop mid-stride and blink at his wife. "I mean, even if we bring him to the police and everything, in the end we have to decide whether we should leave him to an orphanage or adopt him."

It was a logical conclusion, giving the baby's situation, there was no way whatsoever that whoever abandoned him would want to take him back, and even if they did by feigning innocence and claiming that their baby was kidnapped, Shirou wouldn't be safe with them.

And the idea of leaving this baby to an orphanage... It left a bitter taste in Ringo's mouth for some reason

Saibai blinked, once, twice before taking on a thoughtful expression "Well... He does indeed look like me, and Shirou Yuuki seems to have its own merit." He muttered. It's not like they would be bothered financially, lately his manga seems to be getting a more positive response from readers and Ringo's designer job was also taking off.

He was actually hoping to have a son as well, not that he was ungrateful for having Riko, he loved his daughter, but having a son has its own benefit...

And Ringo also wanted their first child to be a boy, it's not about sexism, but having the oldest child as male would be... Better… being a big brother to their younger siblings, looking after and protecting them.

Little Shirou suddenly yawned, letting out a small noise that caught both of their attentions. The little baby smacked his little lips softly before he slowly opened his eyes to the World.

"Well..." Saibai blinked in slight surprise when saw the baby's eyes. "He also has your eye color... one of them at least."

Indeed, the right eye of Shirou's is a golden honey color just like Ringo's. His left however, is different, instead of it being the same color, it was gray, a gray that looked like the color of steel and iron.

"I think it's kind of cute..." Ringo commented with small coo as she poked Shirou's cheeks with a grin "Shirou Yuuki Emiya... Or Shirou Yuuki." She chuckled and glanced at her husband who smiled at the baby "It's good name..."

"Indeed it is."

Hello Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome, to the first Crossover Fanfic between Fate/Stay Night and To Love-Ru, "To Love-Rou"!

Yes, you got that right! The first fanfiction for these two series! I'm actually surprised no one made a crossover of these two series before. Everyone generally crosses it with Naruto mostly, a man from an absolutely different world, but one that's similar to Type-Moon?

Granted, the aliens are indeed different and all, and To Love-Ru is clearly more dangerous. I mean, Devilukeans can throw a truck arounds like a sack of potatoes! Seriously!

Then again, isn't that what makes it... Interesting? Fufufufu, yes, I found To Love-Ru's world quite interesting, almost like DxD in some way. They have big potentials that can be used for Nasuverse!

I doubt many are going to read it though, giving that this is the first and unlike a Naruto fanfic which always has many active readers, Nasuverse clearly doesn't. But I still dare to hope! This fic might be become inspiration for other Authors to make this kind of crossover in future!

As you read in first part, this Shirou came from the Normal End of Heaven's Feel. That part was inspired from God Slaying Blade Works and Fate Zero: Avenger of Swords. Both of them are good fanfic, search it in google and read it! A pity though the latter is discontinued, I was really looking for it

And the second part, yes, it's genderbending Rito! Instead of Rito Yuuki, we've got Riko Yuuki! I will be honest, originally I planned to keep Rito as a guy but... In the end I can't... Since it obvious we will focus on Shirou, I'm afraid it will push Rito into being a minor character and I'm sure there will be many who will find it annoying.

I was thinking of make Rito the reincarnation of Shirou, but when I thought it over, I find the idea lacking. It's not that I don't want it, but there's problem with Rito's character. For all his kindness and good nature, there's a big difference between him and Shirou.

Rito is a normal person

If you read the entire manga, you will see Rito's lifestyle is pretty much mundane. The only things that make it lively is the Alien presence. Rito seeks a peaceful life for himself, unlike Shirou who seeks peace for others... Granted this Shirou is different since he already threw his ideal and dream as a Hero of Justice away by choosing Sakura, but we know it's not going to stop that guy from helping people if he can.

Yeah, he's really that dumb, sue him and Kiritsugu for that.

Well... I guess this is it for the prologue. It's already more than enough. Short, yes but what can you expect? This is just the prologue! Next chapter will be longer I assure you! This is it for now, I hope you love this new story! Please Favorite, Follow, and Review.

Ja Ne! XD