Unending Days in Red and Black

Good evening. What brought you here? There’s nobody around but an old man. If you have time for his tales, you’re free to sit and listen to him ramble. Otherwise, you should be on your way home, child. You don’t want to stay out too late.

[retiredhero]

No one is quite sure where this came from but it as somehow arrived in Kiritsugu’s room….

But really, who cares? At this point of time, Kiritsugu couldn’t care any less about who came and went in his room. His son would still come in try to find his guns. So unwrapping the odd item that looked rotten at first glance, Kiritsugu makes a quiet sound in delight. Setting it back down, he went to his door and looked outside, around...nobody? Nobody.

Good. 

He was going to stuff this whole thing into his mouth and nobody will be able to stop him. He’d certainly take this over a cigarette any day. 

[retiredhero]

Happy Birthday, Emiya-san.

It seemed miraculous that no explosions occurred in the vicinity while this conversation took place.

“Thank-you, Tohsaka-chan.”

[retiredhero]

" Ah yes, great tidings for your birth... Just - what time is the cake to be parceled out? And are we to have limits on our portions?"

“Thank-you. The cake that was prepared actually has already gone to waste. A different blonde in to blame. I’m an old man, so cake truly hadn’t been necessary. If you want cake, I have some change here in my pockets. Perhaps you can treat yourself to some?”

True to his words, he pulls out enough currency for the other party to buy cake for themselves.

[retiredhero]

Ah ... yes. Yet another year passes, and another candle is added onto the cake. Until it greets his face just as lovingly as the last -- ! Merry day of birth, masutaa. ~

“I JUST WASHED THIS SCARF YESTERDAY!”(Well, Shirou did.)

Emiya Kiritsugu lacks the reflexes to deal with surprise attacks like these.

[retiredhero]

"Happy Birthday, Mr. Kiritsugu!"

“Thank-you, I’m too old to be celebrating this, aren’t I...”

...Who was that again? There was no way Kiritsugu was asking. That would be entirely too embarrassing.

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"Happy Birthday, love!"

At his age (mentally, at least), he probably shouldn’t let his heart race that quickly at something so simple as a few words. But the important factor that made these words special was the individual who spoke them. Even if he died of a heart attack, he would have gotten to hear these words one more time.

“Thank-you, Iri. Hearing your voice already makes this birthday special.”

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Happy birthday, Kiritsugu. Let's have dinner out tonight.

“Really? Guess I need my scarf, then.” 

[retiredhero]

“The kids on the street kept asking me what costume I’ll be wearing for ‘alloween. I think I’ll just put a suit on and they can guess what I’m dressed up as.” 

[retiredhero]

It was another day of being ill, and another day of staying in. Unproductive was his lifestyle nowadays, Kiritsugu has long accepted that.

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    “Yeah!” The girl waved her hand out motioning upwards. “Checked up on things on the Moon Cell and,sleeping..Lots of sleeping.” Going there would probably cause such things. It was quite the journey whenever she went up there,and it always left her body tired.. If she was going to be honest, she really did feel homesick..and she was glad to be in Fuyuki again,even if it was poking in every now and then to see what was happening.

    “I really missed you though..How have things been with all of you?”

[retiredhero]

     Sleeping? But as the Moon Cell... was probably quite a distance, Kiritsugu assumed it was from fatigue. “Here, have a seat beside me. Would you like some tea?” 

     Even if things changed, as long as the man would remain on this porch, he was going to be the kind person that most visitors knew him to be. “As for things that happened... well, I can’t say that there’s much that would be a change. Nothing that would affect you if you plan to stay here a while again.” The latter was the most important factor, after all. 

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whycan'tIhavedinnerinmyroom

[retiredhero]

[retiredhero]

Yes, glasses. All the better to shoot you see my wonderful son with.

[retiredhero]

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{ shakes my head @ masutaa }

He’s going to shake his sake back at whatever is standing there. Ahem, whoever. 

[retiredhero]

[retiredhero]

Nope, he’s still gone. Try leaving a message instead. 

[retiredhero]

He’s a bit busy sobbing into his tea, maybe you should try again later.