Wrought-Iron Cross

By Bubbajack

Disclaimer: I don't own FSN or Campione!

Ch.1: Reward of Punishment

"Emiya-kun, watch out behind you!" Rin cried out in alarm.

But it was a warning that came too late for one Emiya Shirou as before he could think about moving several swords pierced his back making him stagger and fall onto his side facing his attacker.

"Archer...why?" Shirou wheezed out.

"To save you, and to save myself." The red clad Servant responded.

"What do you mean traitor?!" Arturia yelled at him from her still chained position.

"I may as well tell you seeing as hopefully soon it won't matter anyway as I will cease to exist. You see, I am not a normal Heroic Spirit, like those from the past. I am from the future, thirty years in the future to be exact." Archer told the two Masters and Servant.

"What, but that can't be! For someone to become a heroic spirit in this day and age is nearly impossible!" Rin said shocked.

"Nearly, being the key word Rin. Anyway, I was someone who wanted to be a Hero a Hero of Justice, someone who saved everyone no matter the cost...and it cost me everything; my friends, my life, even my ideals." Archer said bitterly.

"A Hero of Justice? No, it couldn't be...you can't be?" Rin said too afraid to finish her sentence.

"I can't be who, Emiya Shirou? Emiya Shirou the boy who always charges in head first to help people expect nothing in return? The same boy who, while being blinded by useless ideals couldn't see how much everyone around him cared about him? Or the same Emiya Shirou who would easily throw away his life for others without a second thought for his own safety? Including...including making a pact with Alaya to revive those who are already dead, becoming a Counter Guardian after death in the process."

"You made a pact with Alaya?" Rin asked more astonished my her Servants foolishness than anything, as all magi know that those who make pacts with Alaya in life get whatever they desire...but in death, they act as guardians of humanity destroying any threat to the human race as a whole... even if that threat is humanity itself.

"Indeed I did, and it was the worst mistake I ever made. But thankfully, that mistake is about to be undone." Archer said as he watched Shirou's breathing become shallower.

"You're wrong." Shirou gasped out before coughing up some blood and continuing "Even if I die here and you no longer exist that won't change one fundamental thing about you or me."

"And what is that?" Archer asked.

"That you, just like me are distorted. You can't help but want to save people who are in trouble it's who you are at your core...and why your Element and Origin is both Sword. You *cough* were reforged in that fire to protect others no matter what you say otherwise. That is why *cough cough* you became a Counter Guardian isn't it? You thought you could continue to save lives even after death?" the dying Shirou asked his embittered counterpart.

"Yes that was the original reason, but it doesn't matter now." Archer said firing a final arrow in between his past selves eyes silencing him forever.

There was a moment of shocked silence from both Rin and Saber and then they both cried out in outrage.

"You monster, how could you Archer?! Rin asked frantically as she cried tears.

"You will pay for this so I swear as a King." Arturia said coldly as she gazed upon the dead body of her former master.

Suddenly, shafts of light began emitting for Shirou's dead body and then all was consumed in an explosion of light...

"Well you've really done it this time Emiya." Said a whimsical feminine voice as his vision began to clear.

"Huh, who said that?" Archer said sitting up and finding himself in an all-white room, sitting down on a white leather couch. He looked to his right and found a woman with long, white hair and crimson eyes sitting behind a desk made out of white marble while she typed away furiously on a Macintosh laptop.

'Illya?' Archer thought before he noticed she was older, at least in her thirties before he asked "Who are you, and where am I, and how did you know my name?" he asked.

"Well you're correct in assuming I'm not Illyasviel von Eisenbern, but I digress. I suppose some introductions are in order. I am Akasha better known to you mages as the Root." She said giving him a warm smile.

Archer blinked twice and then said dumbly "The root is a woman?" causing her to laugh.

"Oh no not at all, I am simply formatting myself in a way you can comprehend. I must say though, congratulations are in order, you are the first person in all of recorded history to defy fate and actually do something I didn't account for by going back in time, killing your past self, and erasing your own existence." She said chuckling as if she had just been told a good joke.

"Umm, thank you?" Archer asked confused at what was going on, as he thought he was supposed to cease to exist, not end up talking to the Root herself.

"Well thing about the whole cease to exist bit is, I think that would be letting you off too easy. So I've decided to grant you a special punishment slash reward for being the first person to entertain me so much and cause me the headache of having to alter the destinies of several hundred thousand people." Akasha told him reading his thoughts.

When Archer heard that his eyes widened for a moment and then closed as he sighed and said "So then even after all that, my plan was for nothing? Typical." He said in his sarcasm heavy voice.

"Oi, don't say that till you hear what you're getting into!" Akasha pouted.

Archer rolled his eyes at her antics but nodded saying "Alright what is this punishment that is also a reward?"

"That's the spirit! Now, what I've come up with is rather elegant I think. You will be reincarnated in a different universe as one Godou Kusanagi whose destiny is even greater than your own. You will however keep all of your current memories' and skills." Akasha told him.

Archer narrowed his eyes and said "That's the punishment isn't it? Being forced to fulfill this boy's role in his place and continue to protect people."

"Is it, I'm not really sure, but it's all in how you look at it I suppose." She said with a shrug.

"Well it's not like I have much of a choice do I?" Archer asked rhetorically.

"Nope, none at all." She said still smiling.

"Damn you, alright fine then. When do I get started on my punishment slash reward?" he asked his voice full of sarcasm and anger.

"Right after you read over and memorize the contents of this file." She told him sweetly either not hearing or more than likely ignoring his tone of voice, and pushing a cream colored file toward him.

He picked up the thin folder and after opening it read the contents:

Name: Kusanagi Godou

Age: 14

Hair color: Black

Eye color: brown

Height: 167cm (Five foot four inches)

Weight: 58kg (127lbs.)

Family: Ichirou Kusanagi (Grandfather)

Shizuka Kusanagi (Sister)

Chiyo Kusanagi (Grandmother [Deceased])

Mayo Kusanagi (Mother)

Genzou Kusanagi (Father)

Sakura Kouzuki (Cousin)

Hobbies: Baseball, pitcher position

Notable skills: He has extremely good luck and a good if unintentional way with women.

Archer raised his eyebrow at that last part and asked "Good if unintentional way with women? What does that...Oh don't tell me he's a-"Archer began his eyes widening in realization only for Akasha to smile at him and respond "Enjoy dealing with Godou-kun's Harem Emiya-san!" she said cheerfully before she hit a big red button that was not on her desk a moment ago, which caused Archer to get the feeling he was freefalling out of the sky.

'Damn that woman. Something tells me my life just got a whole lot more complicated. Would it have to too much to ask for my existence to just end? Of course it would; as apparently as even when I win, I still lose.' He thought bitterly as his body raced towards the pavement.

As he got closer he could make out the scene of an accident down below. A blue minivan had run a red-light, and would've hit some poor little girl if the peron she was walking with hadn't pushed her out of the way at the last second, and taking the full brunt of the speeding car as it hit him and kept on going.

Archer could tell from this distance two things about the boy: One he was FUBARed as his bones in his arms and legs were broken in several places and bending in a way they were not supposed to, his face was a mishmash of swelling an lacerations and he had a piece of three inch glass sticking out of his gut, he was also likely brain-dead as he was not moving or making any kind of noise. The second thing Archer noticed was that the person lying in the middle of the road bleeding all over the place was one Godou Kusanagi his new identity.

When Archer saw this he thought 'Damn you, damn you, damn you...DAMN YOU AKASHA!' before his soul was sucked into the empty shell of a body.

Then, the next thing he felt was pain, deep exquisite, excruciating, and nearly indescribable pain in every part of his being. Oh, how it sucked to be Godou Kusanagi right now. But sadly Archer didn't have a choice in the matter.

'Well, this is certainly part of the punishment Akasha was talking about.' Archer thought dryly as he slowly began to breath in and out compartmentalizing the pain and stuffing it to the back of his mind so he could think clearly, a technique he learned from his sensei in the Executors' Ceil.

"Big Brother, Big Brother can you hear me?!" A childlike voice asked frantically.

'Big Brother, oh right he has as sister Shizuka's her name if I remember correctly. Well this should be a new experience for me, having an actual younger sister, then again; I did have Illya but she was only around for a year and that was hardly enough time to...Focus Shirou! Now is not the time to drag Illya up, focus on reassuring the little girl.' The Counter Guardian thought chastising himself.

Archer forced his sequestered bodies' eyes open and managed to smile at the young girl who was frantically shaking his shoulder and yelling at him to wake up. "Now how could I hope to sleep through all of the ruckus your making?" he asked her softly, his voice full of pain and just a hint of sarcasm.

"Big Brother you're alright!" she yelled out relieved before she bopped him on the head with her fist and started yelling at him "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING PUSHING ME OUT OF THE WAY TO BE HIT BY THAT CAR, YOU IDIOT!"

"Sorry brat; next time I'll just let you get hit and save you the trouble of having to lecture me from doing stupid things, that sound good to you?" he asked in a sarcasm and pain filled voice.

"I-I'm not saying I don't appreciate you saving me idiot, I just don't want you to end up like this for my sake." She said quietly.

"Oi, don't worry about it, though if you could do me one small favor?" He asked.

"Sure what is it?" Shizuka asked.

"For the love of the Root, call an ambulance if you haven't already! This hurts like hell!" he ground out in a pain filled voice.

"R-right." Shizuka said whipping out her cellphone, and seven minutes later an ambulance arrived and took them both to the hospital...

'How long have I been here now? Almost two months and I finally get to go home? Or should I say check out my new home for the first time?' Archer thought to himself as he sat in a hospital bed in a room that he had become very familiar with over the past month and a half. It was a quaint room only big enough for a single patient and some guests; it had enough room for the bed, a bathroom, two chairs and a good view from seven stories up.

Shizuka visited every day after school with her grandfather and he helped her with her homework as she told him about her day, on the weekends she would always bring a basket full of food and some dvds from the house for the two of them to watch. Apparently, Godou was a fan of sport related movies as Shizuka constantly brought ones like Angels in the Outfield, Rudy, and Gridiron Gang for them to watch along with horror flicks which were Shizuka's favorites when he asked her about them. Personally he preferred a good action movie himself, but he wasn't going to complain.

'Hmm I might want to consider expanding Kusanagi's movie repertoire a bit when I get the chance.' He thought as to not have any of the Terminator, Mad Max, Highlander, or Jet Lee, or Chow Yung Fat movies as part of his collection felt wrong on some kind of base level to Archer.

Suddenly his door opened and in came Shizuka with her grandfather trailing behind. 'They are your sister and grandfather.' He reminded himself.

"Shizuka-chan, Ojii-san how are you both doing today?" he asked neutrally.

"We're doing fine Big Brother, ready to go home? She asked.

"I've been ready since two weeks ago Shizuka." He responded sarcastically.

"Oi big brother, it's not my fault the doctors wanted to keep you here two extra weeks to try and figure out how you healed so fast." She huffed at him.

"Your right, it's just annoying though." The secret Emiya said.

"Well it's over with now, so there is no use continuing to complain about it." Ichirou said sagely.

"True enough, well if everything is ready let's go." "Godou" said walking towards the door.

He found the house the Kusanagi's lived in to be nice, though not what he expected it to be. It was rather large yet not larger than his old house left to him by Kiritsugu by a long shot; it was still larger than most houses as it had three living floors and an attic instead of the usual two as Archer found when he used Structural Analysis on the house. Godou Kusanagis' room was on the second floor along with Shizuka's while the top floor apparently housed gramps's room as well as near infinite amounts of books on folklore from this and other countries, which Archer found interesting, at least when it came to the weapons from around the world.

Archer began familiarizing himself more intimately with the house using the excuse that the accident left him a "little fuzzy on certain things", he had begun checking out certain things that "pinged" on his radar on the third floor. Opening the third door on his left from the landing he came into what looked like gramps' trophy room. A bookcase full of old tomes sat next to one wall and even a few swords hung on the wall one of which was Colada a rapier with a simple crossguard that was sharped to points and possessed the ability to become swifter in its users hand as their bravery and confidence increased. It was one of the rapiers of El Cid, its sister sword Tizona was already in the Blade Works.

Having his fill of gazing at the sword, Archer turned his attention to what drew him up here in the first place: A stone tablet. Not that he knew that's what it was when he did a Structural Analysis on the house, but something gave off an aura of "power" in the place that he could feel and it was coming from the tablet. Strangely, he couldn't grasp its history like he could when he looked at most objects.

'So that means that this tablet must be of divine origin. But how did the old man get his hands on such a thing?' he wondered as he reached for the object.

"See something you like?" An old voice asked.

"Godou" turned in surprise to find his grandfather Ichirou standing in the doorway, smiling at him. Ichirou was a tall fit man in his in his late seventies with greying black hair and a wrinkled, yet kind face. He was wearing a simple outfit of beige khaki pants with a belt, brown loafers, and a blue work shirt.

Walking over to his perceived grandson, Ichirou stood in front of the same piece that he was about to pick up admiring it for a second before saying "Fascinating tablet isn't it, it's from Greece you know? When I was younger, I and a few colleges went on an expedition and came back with this."

"Ah well then, it must have quite a history then, being from Greece and all?" "Godou" asked conversationally.

"Oh, yes indeed you see this tablet depicts the fall of Prometheus after he stole fire from Olympus and granted it to mortals." Ichirou said pointing out the crude depiction of a bearded man being assaulted by an eagle.

"Ah, I remember that story." "Godou" said nodding.

"Oh really, I don't recall ever telling you about it before, nor have you ever shown much interest in folklore from other countries." Ichirou said turning and looking his grandson in the eyes.

'It was a trap, and I walking right into it. Well played old man, very clever.' Archer thought, bumping him up a few notches in respect in the former Counter Guardians book.

"Well then, this would usually be the part where I get hostile and wonder about who you are wouldn't it?" Ichirou asked politely.

"Usually yes." Emiya affirmed with a nod asking "What gave me away?" before he sat down in a chair in front of the man's desk.

"Oh, well besides knowing about myths from Greece you mean? Your whole sarcastic yet kind attitude is the complete opposite of my grandson. Poor boy is so dense the only way he could figure out anyone is upset with him is if they were giving off killing intent in which case..."Ichirou said trailing off.

"It's already too late." Emiya finished for him leaving the elder Japanese man to nod sagely.

"Indeed, I have some questions for you if you don't mind Mr..." Ichirou began.

After a long moment of silence in which the older man felt he was being judged by the younger as a possible threat the young man said "Just call me Archer for now."

"Archer, so you are fond of the bow then, whatever you are?" Ichirou asked taking the fact that his grandson seemingly was possessed in stride.

"Yes you could say that, as for what I am; well I am a reincarnated soul that because of certain circumstances, was allowed to keep the memories and skillset of his past self." Archer said giving him the condensed version.

The older man let out an impressed whistle before saying "Damn boy, what god did you have on your side to grant you that boon?"

"Actually, it's more like who did I piss off enough to want to reincarnate me with all my skills and memories." Archer corrected.

The old man winced at that thought, nodding gravely before asking "Do you regret whatever it is you did to get here?"

"No, can't say that I do. In the end what I did was a necessary evil, I hold no regrets as I have nothing back where I came from to miss and thus nothing to regret." Archer stated factually.

"I see, well then is my grandson that is to say is he..." Ichirou began only for Archer to hold up a hand for silence.

After a moment he spoke "Your grandson's body was already vacant when I was forced into it, there is no other presence in this shell but my own."

"I see, thank you for at least putting my mind at ease knowing the boy isn't possessed." Ichirou said becoming silent for a moment before asking "Now the question is, what do you plan to do from here on out?"

"Would it be too difficult for me to stay here, acting like Shizuka's older brother?" Archer asked.

"Technically, No it wouldn't I suppose. Your new behavior could always be explained away as a byproduct of the accident. But is that really what you want?" Ichirou asked his guest.

"Why not, I need some time to adjust to the changes in this world, get your grandson's body up to scratch, and familiarize myself with then norms of this place." Archer told the old man.

"I see, well then welcome to the family Archer-san. When you feel prepared, come see me and I may have some work for you, nothing difficult just deliveries but the items of a sensitive nature."

Archer hesitated for a moment then threw caution to the winds and asked "Items of divine power similar to the tablet there?"

Ichirou's eyes widened slightly before he began to chuckle responding "Yes quite similar to the tablet."

"I see, yes I may be willing to deliver such things to the right people, but only if I know who they are and what they want them for beforehand. It wouldn't sit well with me to hand over something dangerous to a madman. In fact, if I had found out that I had been used in such a fashion I imagine that both parties responsible would be killed quite horribly." He told his new grandfather coldly.

"My, my, your quite blunt aren't you? No need to worry about me handing anything over to anyone evil though unless a Campione orders me to that is."

"Campione? What is a Campione?" Archer asked unfamiliar with the term

"Ah, you are unfamiliar with the term? Well they are also known as a God Kings, a Rakshasa Raja, devil kings, supreme lords, Kings; but are most commonly called Campione. They are humans who managed to say a Heretic God, a God that has stepped out of his or her own myths to wreak havoc in the mortal world, only those with high spiritual power can see their actual form, while to others they take the form of a natural disaster; and when a Campione defeats a Heretic God he takes their divine powers known as Authorities." Ichirou explained as if giving a lecture.

'Ok so this universe is in the Age of Gods still and humans who manage to kill a God, provided they can actually see it for what it is, become similar to an avatar of that god via attaining its abilities upon its defeat.' Archer reasoned.

He voiced his thoughts to his elder who said "Indeed, that is mostly correct except for the part about becoming avatars it equates to stealing their powers than being given them willingly by the gods they defeat." Ichirou corrected.

"I see, I may want to try this god hunting for myself sometime." Archer said as he imagined gods coming to the physical realm were quite dangerous.

"You can't possibly be serious, can you?" Ichirou asked incredulously, seeing the deadpan serious look on the boy's face he said "Well I guess so, you're a mage then?"

Archer nodded in response saying "The term we use where I come from is Magi, but yes I can use magic, and the only reason I am being so loose lipped about all of this is because I assume you are somehow connected to the magical community, seeing as you not only have an A-rank artifact, but also a C-ranked Noble Phantasm in your possession."

"I'm sorry, A-rank artifact, C-rank Noble Phantasm?" Ichirou asked apparently it was his turn to be confused by terminology he had never heard before.

"Where I come from, we have a ranking system that ranks everything from spells to magical artifacts, to magic circuits. Magic Circuits by the way are like a nervous system connected to the soul that when used allow mages to preform magic, at least where I'm from." Archer said answering his question before he could ask it.

"I see, so you form your magic internally then instead of externally using the Mana in the air like mages do here then. Quite fascinating really, but you were saying about the ranking system?" Ichirou said becoming quite intrigued.

"Yes the ranking system, it goes from E, all the way up to A except if something is in a class of its own in which case that item or spell would be considered EX in a class of its own.

"I see, makes sense. So the tablet being of divine nature is extremely powerful then, what about the other term you used Noble Phantasm was it?" Ichirou said asking for clarification.

"Yes, a Noble Phantasm it the crystalized embodiment of a hero, someone who did something so great in life that his soul was recorded in the Throne of Heroes which exists outside of space and time, that sword there-"Archer said pointing to the rapier on the wall "-is Colada on of the two blades of El Cid, as such it is a C-ranked Noble Phantasm with extreme defensive abilities." Archer finished.

"Is that thing really that special? I've had it for years it was given to me as a gift from a friend but I never had any idea..." Ichirou began in wonder only for Shizuka's voice to be heard calling from downstairs.

"Grandpa, big brother, dinner is ready!"

"We'll be right down Shizuka!" Archer called to her.

"Looks like we'll have to finish comparing notes another day huh old man?" Archer asked.

"So it seems, but don't think that I'm going to let this go so easily my boy; as once I set my mind to knowing something its rather hard to get me to let go."

"Heh, heh, heh, you remind me of a certain someone." He said making his way out of the study.

"Who?" Ichirou asked.

"An old friend I'll likely never see again." He responded leaving the old man perplexed as he made his way down to dinner.

'Dinner was good.' Archer thought as he finished off his last bowl of white rice that accompanied grilled fish and miso soup.

'But I could do better. Still, for someone her age, Shizuka is quite the little homemaker.' He thought eyeing the young ten year old who cooked dinner all by herself.

"Ani-chan, is there rice on my face or something, cause you've been staring at me the past five minutes now." Shizuka said with her hands now on her hips glaring, getting Archers' attention to the fact that he had indeed been caught staring at her.

"Sorry Shizuka, I just couldn't help but think that in a few years I'm going to have to be beating the guys off with a stick as good as your cooking is, maybe I should start digging holes out back to you know, hide the bodies?" He asked.

"Big Brother I'm too young to be thinking about boys yet! Also, no killing any potential boyfriends I may or may not have!" She said threatening him with a soup ladle.

"Alright, alright no killing...I'll just maim them in a way that they can never have children." He said before he left the room as Shizuka tried to figure out what he meant.

It wasn't five seconds till he'd made it back upstairs to continue his conversation with gramps that her heard Shizuka yell "BIG BROTHER YOU PERVERT!"

Chuckling he said to himself "I think I may just like it here yet."

It was the next day, and Godou had decided after looking through his closet and dresser drawers that he need a new wardrobe after his "accident". Ichirou of course realized that this new personality must have his own taste in clothing gave him more than enough money for a new wardrobe on the condition that he take Shizuka with him and spend the day with her.

"So Big Brother, where did the sudden need for a new look come from?" Shizuka asked as the two made their way around the local mall.

"The accident I suppose." Seeing she didn't understand he elaborated "Sometimes something happens to someone that changes them their perception on things their views, and sometimes even one's own ideals can become twisted by such changes." He said bitterly at the end.

"Big Brother...Hey Big Brother are you mad at me?" Shizuka asked out of the blue.

"Huh, what would make you think that Shizuka?" he asked quirking an eyebrow at her.

"Well it's just that, ever since the accident you've become cynical and sarcastic all the time compared to how you used to be so I thought that..." Shizuka trailed off unable to continue as she looked down at her shoes.

The Archer of the Fifth Holy Grail War sighed before he dropped to one knee and said a gently as he could "Shizuka, look at me. Look at me Shizuka." He said again when she didn't comply.

This time she did look up showing the unshed tears in her eyes. Archer sighed again before saying "Shizuka remember when I said sometimes something happens that changes a person?"

Shizuka nods silently.

"Well like I said the accident changed me before I was idealistic, thinking everyone was kind and there was no way anything bad could ever happen to me, well then I got a rude awakening in the form of a six-hundred pound piece of steel pushing eighty in a school zone." He said dryly.

"But if you hadn't pushed me out of the way then-"she began only to be cut off by Archer saying "Then you would've died, and what kind of brother would I be if I let that happen?" he asked her rhetorically.

"So then you're not mad at me?" Shizuka asked quietly sniffling a little.

"No, now c'mon I see something over there I'd like to check out." Her brother said leading her over to what turned out to be a sweet shop that sold candy from all over the world.

'He brought me here to cheer me up.' Shizuka realized after he let her buy a near obscene amount of candy.

"Thanks Big Brother." Shizuka said happily.

"For what, I went in there specifically to look for a cook book, it was just coincidence that they had the largest selection of candy known to man." He said waving off her thanks with a somewhat reasonable excuse.

An excuse which wasn't fooling Shizuka for one minute, but if he wanted to "act cool" she decided to let him.

They were now exiting the mall and she had to admit her brother looked good in his new outfit. He was now wearing a pair of black sneakers and jeans held up by a belt also black, along with a dark grey t-shirt and to top it all off he put on a red long coat he found in his changing room. He also picked up several copies of his current outfit minus the coat. All in all, Shizuka thought that her brother looked rather dashing in his new ensemble.

"I had fun today brother." Shizuka said sincerely.

"Yeah me too, it was nice to just be around people and be able to relax for once." He said.

"I know what you mean, usually the crowds can be so annoying but today they weren't so bad."

"Hn." Archer said grunting in agreement not bothering to correct her by say that what he meant was he didn't have to "kill" any of the humans he'd been around today.

"Do you think we can do this again sometime?" Shizuka asked hopefully.

"Maybe, but don't expect to get candy everytime though. I'd just hate to be responsible for your teeth rotting to their cores." He said sarcastically.

"Haha very funny big brother, you're hilarious" Shizuka said firing back with her own sarcasm.

"Well what can I say, I try my best. C'mon brat, let's go home, and I'm cooking tonight." He told her.

"What? But last time you tried to cook you nearly burned down the house!" Shizuka said becoming frantic.

"That was years ago I'm sure." Archer said waving her concern off as something that happened a long time ago.

"Try two months brother, the whole reason you got hit by a car to begin with is because you tried to cook forcing me to go out and buy more groceries to make dinner." The little girl deadpanned.

Those words made Archer stop, and slowly to the point that it was creepy, turn and face Shizuka with a beyond serious look on his face.

"Shizuka..." he said seriously.

"Yes big brother?" she asked curiously.

"I promise if you let me cook tonight, not only will I not burn anything but it will be the best meal you've ever had." He said with absolute conviction.

"Well...only if you promise to let me be in the kitchen with you, to you know supervise just in case?" she compromised.

"Fair enough." He said as he began to march home he was now a man with a new mission...proving he could damn well cook with the best of them!

Shizuka was amazed as she watched he brother work in the kitchen at a speed she couldn't even manage while she stood by with the fire extinguisher at the ready. Except, it certainly seemed like he knew what he was doing this time around, as he was using all the implements properly and measuring, browning, and baking like it was second nature to him.

When all was said and done her couldn't boil water brother had cooked a simply divine smelling lasagna for dinner from scratch no less!

"Big Brother?" Shizuka groaned out having eaten too much of the amazing dish.

"Yes Shizuka?" She could hear the mirth in his voice from where she was laying down, her stomach stuffed to the brim.

"That was amazing." She managed to get out between another groan.

"It was indeed fabulous well done Godou." Ichirou complimented.

"Thanks you two, well I had better clean up." He said as he started gathering plates only for Shizuka to suddenly take them out of his hands saying "You cooked dinner, I'll clean up. Go pick out a movie for us to watch after I'm done will you?" she asked as she finished clearing the table.

Knowing it was pointless to argue with her, Archer did as he was told and to his surprise found some action movies while looking through the family dvd collection. Then he stumbled upon what he considered the Holy Grail of action movies.

'They actually did it, I can't believe it...' he thought in wonder as he held up a Blu-ray copy of The Expendables starring Stallone, Eric Roberts, Dolph Lundgren, Jet Li, Mickey Rourke, Gary Daniels, Bruce Willis and Arnold Schwarzenegger, as well as more recent stars such as Randy Couture, Jason Statham, Terry Crews, and Steve Austin.

"I think...I think I'm gonna love it here." Archer said to himself as he placed the holy item reverently on the Blu-ray player and anxiously waited for Shizuka to arrive...

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AN: Yo everybody, sup? I'm Bubbajack and this this is my contribution to the Campione/FSN crossover part of the site. Now, I'm sure some of you are miffed that Shirou is dead...well get over it. I've always preferred EMIYA over Shirou for several reasons, the main one being Emiya is a Realist while Shirou is an Idealist. The difference between the two in case you didn't know is a realist is one who is inclined to literal truth and pragmatism or a practitioner of artistic or philosophic realism. An idealist however is defined as one whose conduct is influenced by ideals that often conflict with practical considerations, or one who is unrealistic and impractical; a visionary.

So you see Emiya no matter how jaded he comes off as is much, MUCH, more down to earth than Shirou could ever hope to be as he chooses to stick to his ideals. I'm not saying Shirou's ideals are bad per say, but there is a fine line between courage and stupidity and Shirou crossed that line more often than naught to me. Besides all that Emiya has Shirou's full arsenal already so eh, why not right?

In case you didn't notice Godou is currently 14 which means this takes place two years before canon starts. Why? Well because I wanted to mess with known canonical events for the heck of it mostly.

Anyway, till next time, Stay cool, Stay Sexy, Stay Active, and Stay away from your local Heretic Gods! Bubbajack out! Peace!