yeah, this dream lasts forever; this dream will never die ( closed )

[peopledieifkilled]

[ Waking up these days was never alright. But he didn't always recall immediately why he felt nauseous, completely sick to his stomach. It was probably just him thinking about the arm that rested on his left side; the one that no longer belonged to him. Shrugging it off as nothing, Emiya Shirou stood up from his futon, rolled it up and placed it in its proper place before heading into the kitchen.

He didn't know what day it was - his memory was going bad, naturally - but he'd eventually find out once he got into the kitchen to whip up some breakfast. He was pretty certain that the Holy Grail War was still going on.

It was always going on.

It never ended for him.

And once he saw Sakura in the living room/kitchen, he understood completely what this feeling was. It wasn't a good one, and it made him lose his appetite. But it was definitely apparent that he was staring at her in a shocked, frozen state, his eyes wide in something akin to fear. But there was more to it than that. He was afraid of Sakura. He shouldn't be, but he was. The memory was rising back into his head, even though he wanted to push it out. He wanted it to go away, disappear. It was just another dream...

The Sakura who was here was different from the one in his 'dream'. The one that was clouding his memory. A Sakura, transfigured in black, her hair having turned into a snow white.

"Oh, you're here, Senpai. You were so late, I thought you ran away.
I'm sorry, I'll call myself back. It was a mistake to arrange them at the exit to surprise you."

A shiver ran down his spine as the memory overtook him. But he couldn't let Sakura see the fear in his eyes, so he clenched his hands tightly as he tried to steel himself, giving the usual greeting. ]

Good morning... Sakura.

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[respring]

[ luckily for him, she's a bit preoccupied rummaging around in the fridge to notice his hesitance, but she does give him a smile over her shoulder. ]

Ah, good morning senpai. I hope you slept alright. [ ... ] How do you feel about crêpes this morning? We're out of rice, but we have batter in the back, so maybe we could have a Western-style breakfast.

[ incoming food porn ]

it's fitting

[peopledieifkilled]

Crêpes?

[ He's curious, since he doesn't usually make them, though he does know how to make them. If they're out of rice, he'll probably have to buy some more later, no big deal... ]

I don't mind having a Western-style breakfast, Sakura. Was there anything else besides the crêpes you were planning to cook? [ Maybe food porn will get his mind off of his so-called dream. ]

[respring]

[ a light clap, and she closes the fridge behind her ] Scrambled eggs would go along nicely, I think. I know our breakfasts are usually bigger, but crêpes can be quite filling if you put fresh fruit in them.

[ and still completely oblivious to any discomfort. right now, at least. ]

[peopledieifkilled]

Well, that's because we usually have Japanese breakfasts. [ Though he nods in response to her explanation. ]

Though scrambled eggs would taste pretty good along with the crêpes, I agree. I'll get to the scrambled eggs and you'll do the crêpes; is that alright?

[respring]

Mmm, just don't push yourself, alright? [ The both of them might not be feeling well so they can just...work together...compensate for not being 100%. Although lbr since it's Shirou he'd try for 100% anyway right. ]

[peopledieifkilled]

I won't, as long as the same goes for you, Sakura. [ He says that reassuringly, even if it may not be the best, coming from him. No matter what flashbacks come back to haunt him, Emiya Shirou is still Emiya Shirou.

Let's get to making some food porn. ]