Chapter 8 Date

"Would you like to go on a date with me this Saturday?".

Musashi was stunned and turned around hiding her face from Takemi's view. He couldn't tell from her her hair covering her ears, however her voice was a little unsteady which made Takemi think she was embarrassed.

"W-What do you mean a date?".

"Like when two people go with each other and have fun. I have something important to tell you".

"Why can't you say it now? Right here?".

Takemi smiled and moved closer to Musashi. He was sure she heard him but he brought whispered into her ear,

"I want it to be special. The moment I tell you I want you to be happy, even more so then if I were to tell you right now. So? Do you want to go on a date with me?".

He barely heard the response but as soon as she said it she ran upstairs to her room faster than when she runs to the dinner table.

Takemi only walked back into the kitchen and continued cleaning the dishes. A smile was unable to be moved off his face.

'It's Thursday today so we have two days to get ready. I'll ask her at the end of the day, as the sun is setting'.

This was the result of months of planning from the young man and he couldn't afford to mess it up. He didn't just have a the Mission's rewards riding on this, but he had grown to love the Saber Servant.

Her cute expression when she had something new and delicious to eat. Her innocent personality that sees the world in black or white. Her strength whenever they clash swords. Even her cold face whenever they spar together was something that made Takemi smile.

'I don't know how I'll clear the other two Routes, but for now I don't care. All that matters is...'.

He looked up with the smile still hanging off his face.

Saber on the other hand ran up to her room and locked the door. She leaned on the door and slid down it her face covered by her hair.

Her body started to shake until she jumped up with a smile on her face and leaped onto the unrolled futon smothering her face in her pillows trying to contain her happiness.

"Master asked me out!~ Takemi asked me out!~ Yes. Yes. Yes!". She sat up with her legs crossed and swung her body from side to side unable to control her smile.

"Takemi asked me out!~... wait! What am I going to wear!".

Saber crawled out of her futon and towards her walk in cupboard and saw that it was rather lacking.

"Hmm. This is rather troublesome. I've always worn the clothes on my Saint Graph to go out and worn these whenever we stay home... I know!".

She ran over to her laptop, one that took Takemi a long time to teach her how to use and types 'women's clothes' into the search engine.

She blinked when a large number of searches came up and sighed but her eyes glowed with a fiery determination.

'There's no better place to start than at the top. I've got to look my best for when...'.

Her face grew red as numerous things filled her head and slapped herself with a monk staff she had ordered online.

'Takemi...'.

A wonderous sensation filled her chest as she spoke her Master's name. She couldn't help but smile even more whenever she said it.

The Mikazuchi household which had established itself for several months now was in more of a rush than ever before. Musashi blushed heavily and reddened whenever she tried to talk to her Takemi and grasped his hand when he placed his over hers.

Being someone who devoted their entire life to the sword, Musashi was very innocent when it came to interactions between men and women. She wasn't a prude and was very comfortable with her body, but it was little actions like these which pulled at her heartstrings.

"Takemi...".

"Yes Musashi?".

"About tomorrow...".

Takemi didn't say anything but she knew he wanted her to continue.

"If tomorrow the thing you want to ask me isn't the answer that you want... will your feelings change?".

'Ah so that's what she's worried about', thought Takemi. She was worried about him. What he would do if she didn't answer the way he wanted.

"Nothing. The things I feel won't ever disappear Musashi. I'll just have to try even harder".

Saber smiled and rested her head on her Master's shoulder. They both separated after dinner and didn't see each other until Saturday morning. They both had breakfast and Takemi was waiting at the front door with a mixture of emotions on his face.

Excitement. Nervousness. Happiness. Worry.

As he heard Musashi coming down the stairs he straightened his back and tried to stop his jaw from dropping when he saw her.

It was a red and blue sundress that was held up by a band above her chest. It showed off her smooth silky arms and her unblemished white neck for the whole world to see. The length of her dress finished a couple inches above her knees and wasn't any shorter than the clothes that was assigned to her Saint Graph.

She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and looked away blushing, "So, what do you think?".

Takemi stopped his body from gulping and replied unsure of where to put his eyes, "Amazing. You look... just amazing".

She hadn't worn high heels and stuck with a pair of flats but didn't wear any socks.

Her Master raised his arm and Musashi smiled and took it while they both exited the door where an automated car was waiting. It was for the best that someone had gifted it to them and Takemi mainly used it after examining the entire thing for bombs or cameras.

He inputted the GPS for an amusement park on the docks and Saber smiled the entire journey there. After arriving at the park Musashi instantly drew the attention of all the men she passed by and even caused a man to drop his ice cream, distracted by her beauty.

"So where to first, Takemi?".

"It's your day today Musashi. We can do whatever you want to do".

She smiled and held hands with her Master walking towards the roller coaster, however as luck would have it...

"Hey pretty onee-san! Why don't you come and hang out with us? We're more fun than just a little kid, c'mon, you know you want to".

About a dozen or so guys, dressed in baggy clothes came up to us and one of them placed their arm around Musashi and another around me, pulling us apart. They surrounded Musashi and pushed me out of their 'circle'.

"Takemi!".

She tried to walk over to me but one of them stood in front of her and looked at her body instead of her face.

"C'mon, pretty onee-san. Ditch this kid and come with us. We've got a lot more to give than him. Why don't you-".

He couldn't continue as something hit him hard from behind and knocked him unconscious.

"Hey! Kid what do you think-".

The next persona who spoke also fell to the ground as Takemi put pressure upon his baroreceptor causing another one of the thugs to drop to the ground unconscious. A baroreceptor or better known as a pressure point was something that Musashi taught him if the situation ever arises when he is without a sword. It was quick brutal and efficient in taking out enemies without any Martial Arts training.

Musashi smiled and watched as her Master took out all the thugs nodding every time she heard a body hit the ground.

Takemi extended his arm once more for his Servant whom took it happily. They were interrupted by a few park security however their tune quickly changed when they found out that the both of them were Magicians.

Magicians were this age's nuclear weapons and were treated by each country like national treasures. Even normal politicians treated nuclear weapons with more respect despite age differences and social standing.

The two spent the entire afternoon in the park trialing all the rides and foods until the sun started to set.

"Musashi. Lets go on that".

Saber saw where her Master was pointing and reddened, but nodded anyway.

The two lined up and got on the ride and waited until it slowly started to turn.

"I've never been on a Ferris wheel before Takemi. We must be really high up".

Musashi looked down on the edge of her seat and her hands and face pressed up against the window.

"I'm glad you enjoy it Musashi. Today was great for me as well", said Takemi with a smile.

Saber met her Master's smile with her own and sat down opposite from him her hands been pressed between her knees.

"So... you had something you wanted to say to me?". Her eyes were constantly darting around the room and her heartbeat started to quicken, even more so when Takemi took her hands.

"Musashi. I wanted tell you...".

"Yes...?".

Her eyes locked with Takemi's and her despite her blush fading, the thumping in her chest wouldn't stop.

"I wanted to tell you... that I love you".

Saber froze and her face stopped. She felt her heart skip a beat and she asked, "Could you please say that again?".

Takemi was a little taken back and looked nervous at her reply, "I'm in love with-".

Her frozen expression couldn't last until the end of the sentence and she hugged her Master's head snuggling her head into his own.

"I love you to Master. I thought that I would be weird but-".

"Don't think like that Musashi. I know a certain blood related brother and sister who have the same feelings we do for each other despite sharing the same parents. It doesn't matter".

The image of the Shiba siblings flashed through his mind and he shook his dispersing the image

She hugged her Master once more but rested her head on his shoulder this time. She never thought that been summoned outside of a Holy Grail War would result in falling in love. She never thought about this even when she was alive. But now, with a second chance at life she had another chance to do all the things she never did.

Never did...

Takemi, who was surprised that Musashi had pulled her head back, looked into his eyes and pressed her lips against his own.

To say that he was shocked was a little bit of an understatement. He never thought that she would kiss him so suddenly.

He didn't think much of the fact after a few milliseconds and returned it, her arms wrapping around his head.

They made out for a long time and when they pulled back both their faces were really red, from both embarrassment and oxygen deprivation.

"Did you like it?", asked Musashi, tucking another strand of hair behind her ear.

Takemi held her hand and responded, "Yeah. You're amazing Musashi".

The latter just rested her head on the former's shoulder and they held hands the rest of the ride. They both knew that the sunset that day would be something they would both remember, everyday, until the end of days.