Wizardmore Extra: The White King
Due to unexpected plans my mom made that involved dragging me off to a very distant birthday party, I am late yet completely on time. It's been a long day of doing nothing at somebody else's house, I have two new update for you! A TC and an Extra. The latter now, and the former coming up in about 30 mintues.
So about this update. It was supposed to be super-fun antics and stuff, but due to my planning kicking in while I stopped and went to wash dishes, it became a prologue to one of the major plotlines of the Triwizard plot.
Let's just say that it's very complex and dramatic but something that is really, really Starran.
And I don't mean shit and giggles. I mean like dark Starran. The kind of Starran that toys with your emotions, characters, and character's emotions.
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Extra: The White King (I)
But first she (Elizabeth) had to gather a couple of morons. Yes, her first friends here at Hogwarts. Where one is the other should be, so it shouldn’t be that hard.
Unless Shiu’s doing something stupid and Alan’s still holed away in the library to do anything about it, she thinks negatively.
But it was pretty unavoidable to say that both statements were true. Alan would be conversing with a Swedish fire wizard in the library while scolding him about his vodka and Shiu would be…
Well, being Shiu.
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Unlike Alan, Shiu has no interest on the ice-covered eating habits of Finnish sea snakes aka something Latin that commonly resided in the lakes of blah blah blah, other than the fact that they would make great pets (in his vivid opinion). But unlike Elizabeth “Lunatic Lizzie” Willow or Alene “Fuck you my name is Alan” Vin, Shirou is a gentleman.
Most of the time.
Shirou Kazuo liked to think of himself of as a simple man. His father was Japanese (hence his name), and his mother was a witch from the lovely land of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland; England, to be exact, since he wasn’t Scottish, Welsh, or Irish.
Except for his great-great-grandfather who, who was from Wales and eloped with his great-great-grandmother who happened to be from the lovely land of England even though he turned out to have a rare fairy disease and died thinking he was the Fairy King.
Luckily, it wasn’t genetic. Shirou was fine.
Totally.
To many of his friends or anybody he asks to, his name is Shiu. He’s on his last year at Hogwarts and an avid lover of battle magic. Despite a proclaimed gentleman, everybody who is around him for at least twelve hours knows that he loves nothing more than to blow crap up.
Because it’s cool.
Now, Shirou Isaac Kazuo is also known for another thing that makes him even more less of the gentleman he proclaims to be. The Shiu Rule, aka “If I see my friends hurt and/or any of their blood I will wreck your shit”. Said friends are famously known as Elizabeth Willow and Alene Vin, also Katherine Willow but she went to Beauxbatons. However, all three of them are there now, so it’s triple the risk.
The most famous is Alan. Shiu LOVES Alan. Shiu ADORES Alan. Shiu would KISS Alan.
Sadly, the last one isn’t true as seen from the Mistletoe Incident two years ago that happened right before everybody went to Christmas break. However, the first two live on and Shiu’s undying Roman love for Alan never dies (as well as the large population of the school that believes that he doesn’t just love Alan like the Romans do).
That number is smaller now, especially since, after the incident, Shiu turned right around and kissed the girl behind him right before he got punched in the face by her angry little Gryffindor brother.
And so, came Cerise Rosso.
That was also when another thing about Shiu was learned:
Shiu was a romantic.
A big one.
He still is.
So things got a little weird after that.
A few things happened:
A) Shirou Isaac Kazuo actually turned into a gentleman. Around Cer, at least. Instead of the wild-enough-to-counter-Quidditch-maniac-Maroon demeanor he usually gave, he became unusually nicer. He became happier, pippier, sun-shinier, lighter, and just one big bundle of smiles and cheer. It was weird, but kind of nice, too.
It became no secret that Shiu was completely and utterly taken in by the little lady, and Shiu’s gentlemanly charms were really quite something. Back at the Faculty Office of the Professors with Nothing to Do, the professors began to take bets on who would get together first: Shirou and Cerise or Crimson and Indigo.
It was a tough battle.
Unfortunately, in the end, the C/I group won because Crimson got lucky around the FOLLOWING Christmastime and was slipped a Truth Taffy by none other than Gold Kimu Junior.
(Professor Jethero made Gold make three extra parchments on his essay because he lost 10 galleons to Professor Pine, who can still be heard snickering madly about the entire ordeal.)
And so brings us to B:
Shiu began to work.
Work.
Suddenly the “What the hell are books, Alan”s turned to “Dude I kind of need your copy about Northern Atlantic Astronomy or whatever it is”.
Shiu was the slacker out of his little trio of friends (and still kind of is), but the sole fact that he actually tried working was a miracle to everybody that made their Divination teacher faint when he asked her a serious question.
Shiu Kazuo despised Divination.
(Mostly because he pretty much sucked ass at it.)
Alan was the most distressed at this, since he had been trying for “SIXTEEN FUCKING YEARS” to get this guy to even lift up a quill, and even more to lift up a pen. So it was up to Master Detective Alene to figure out what the hell was going on.
Unfortunately, that was what he was good at.
So then came said Series of Weird Events C:
Nobody knows.
Something happened. Something strange happened to the three. But soon, everybody noticed despite the very silent transition. It was just the little things, but still, many were able to see it.
But none of it was bad. Everybody seemed fine, but for some reason, it was like changes were made in the code, a switch in the railroad tracks, a hack in the system.
It was only one year ago, in of Shiu’s sixth and Cerise’s fifth years.
But still, everybody seemed happy. Better, even, like a cure had been made to something that wasn’t even there. Shiu became more mature, more of an adult (though he still liked to blow crap up).
Sometimes people ask him what happened, but only a few know what really happened. If you ask them, it would hurt them, but still remind them about just exactly what made them what they were. Some painfully, some peacefully.
Even so, you can always feel an undying love in the air around the two, Cerise and Shirou, something unbreakable.
The kind of love that seemed like it would have taken a journey to find.
But even still, some people wonder exactly what kind of journey that was.
Shirou Isaac Kazuo likes to think of himself as a simple man, but there are some things that make him one of the biggest enigmas of all.
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“SHIROU!”
Shirou feels a chill rocket up his spine at the voice and in front of him, there’s a crash. Shiu winches at the sound, and whirls around to the woman stomping towards him with a light-haired boy in her tow.
“What was that, Liz?!” Shiu asks, and throws a hand to the scene before him. “I was making my mark!” He tells her while pointing to the giant pile of several small items from around the room in a big pile.
“Seriously?” Alan says from behind Liz, raising an eyebrow at the structure.
“That’s a pile of books and marbles and candles and crap, Shiu.” Elizabeth tells him with a face.
“It was a Gollum before you broke my concentration! I had the perfect setup for Professor Jethero!” Shiu tells her with a huff, tapping his foot impatiently on the floor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Elizabeth rolls her eyes.
“That would have been useful.” she says with an edge of sarcasm.
“I know, right?” Shiu replies with excitement and a grin, receiving groans from both of the friends in front of him. “Hey, hey, hey, don’t be like that you killjoys. What do you want, anyways?”
“Helloooo? My sister is here! The whole gang’s here and you’re just going to stand here and build giant book monsters?” Elizabeth scolds him and tightens her grip around Alan’s wrist, making him cringe in pain. “We’re going to the courtyard. Come on!” She tells him.
“Shouldn’t I do something about this stuff, first?” Shirou asks her.
“No. I won’t make her wait, because that damn vache is with her and I’m not making her spend another minute with that twin-tailed Frenchie. We’re leaving now.” Elizabeth tells Shirou, and waves him along.
Shirou looks back at the pile and thinks for a moment. Should he really leave this entire mess for the professor?
He shrugs. “Oh well.” he says, and then catches up with Elizabeth.
As the three exit, Alan turns to Shirou, his wrist still in captivity by the fuming French woman in front of him, but her grip looser (much to his thankfulness). “Hey, shouldn’t you bring Cerise?” he asks Shiu, and Shiu blinks at him.
“Really? I can?” Shiu says, a little excitably, and Alan lifts his head to him.
“Sure, I mean, she’s part of the group too. Practically, anyways.” Alan tells him, and Shiu brightens.
“That’s awesome! It’ll be the five of us!” Shiu says enthusiastically, and Elizabeth barks a laugh.
“We just keep getting bigger and bigger! Cerise came, and before her, Kate, and you couldn’t have met her before you met me.” She tells them, and smirks at the boy she’s holding. “Aren’t you grateful, Alene? You met your soulmate through none other than me.”
“Shut up, Elizabeth.” Alan growls, and turns a soft red. Shiu and Elizabeth break into laughter as Alan fumes silently while being dragged down the hall.
Shiu looks over at Alan, and then thinks back; back to when they first met, when they first entered Hogwarts, when he met the first person, when he first met the second, the Christmas Incident, and everything that followed and everything in between.
“You can talk to me. Don’t worry, I don’t mind it. I guess since I know your secret, I can tell you mine.”
“O-Oh, so… you’re…”
“T-This is stupid…”
“It’s you!”
“Well, like that wasn’t obvious, Kazuo!”
“Stay the hell away from her!”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
“You’ve always been pretty obvious about it, you had that… look in your eyes.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“I’m sorry… I am so, so sorry.”
Shiu smiles, and then turns away. He’s only got a few treasures in his life, and he enjoys naming them all. He can’t say that the adventure to getting them was easy, or painless.
But in the end, he knows it’s worth it.
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A/N: This wasn't supposed to be that serious, I swear. But it happened. So here we freaking go.
R n' R.