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Summary

Zouken's and Shirou's minds get swapped. The souls of their new bodies will slowly change some aspects of their personalities. Take a look at the Holy Grail War from Zouken's perspective.

This is an interactive fanfic, meaning that you'll be able to change its outcome. Will Zouken succeed with his plans, reform himself or die horribly – all of these outcomes are possible.


This fic began in BL, but will continue on Dark Side of the Moon as well. Votes from both forums will be tallied and the story will continue on as the majority see fit.


Chapter index
Day 1

* Chapter 1
* Chapter 2
* Chapter 3
* Chapter 4
* Chapter 5
* Chapter 6
* Chapter 7
* Chapter 8
* Extremely dumbed down graphical summary of the plot up to this point
* Chapter 9
* Chapter 10Day 2

* Chapter 10

Certis Baliano:
Day 1 – Chapter 1
“Senpai! Hey, Senpai!”

“Mhh?”

The orange haired boy’s nice slumber was being disturbed by someone. He heard a voice that he knew well, a voice that has not tried to wake him up even once.

How odd... I haven’t slept this good for about a century now.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw it telling him to wake up. The magus narrowed his eyes. He didn’t remember the last time the object in front of him had smiled. He couldn’t be sure, but perhaps he had never seen it smile before.

The purple haired girl in front the boy in blue overalls smiled and said, "Good morning, Senpai. You have some more time, but Fujimura-sensei will get mad if you stay asleep here.“

His mind was still hazy after experiencing such a great dream, but he still knew that pretty much everything in his current situation was just wrong for some reason.

The magus spoke up with a confused voice, “Wait—,” but stopped after saying just one word.

The voice that came out of his mouth sounded nothing like his; it was clearly the voice of some teen-aged boy. Slowly, he lifted up one of his hands and brought it into his sight of view.

“S-Senpai, is something wrong?” asked Sakura due to seeing Shirou act in an odd way.

To a normal onlooker, such as Sakura, this would have been a slightly weird sight indeed. But to the other person in the room, Matou Zouken, this was a revelation. Something clicked inside his brain as the man’s sleepiness was washed away instantly.

Sleeping peacefully, not having to deal with the pain of decomposing while still being alive, this voice, this body… this situation!

Zouken smiled. He had always been quite clever and thus, he was able to grasp the situation he was in quite quickly. There was only one person near who his granddaughter would act so cheerfully; therefore, by piecing together the few bits of information he had, he quickly deducted that he had somehow become Emiya Shirou.

“Ahahaha, I’m sorry, Sakura. The dream I had made me think about the importance of giving it your all. You see, I was a pilot of a giant mecha, so I was amazed about about the fact, that my tiny hand was able to make such a big difference in a fight between Tokyo-3 and Angels,” said the magus.

He was quite confident about every young male being a fan of the anime Shinji was always blabbering about. Because of that, he smiled proudly, thinking that he had acted like Shirou would.

Sakura giggled lightly while watching the boy act out his dream dramatically. When he finished, she told him, “Well then, Senpai. I’ll be going to the kitchen to finish breakfast. After all, we wouldn’t want to make Fujimura-sensei skip breakfast.”

She started walking away from the shed, but stopped mid-way and spoke without turning around, “While I’m almost done with the breakfast… I still wouldn’t mind your help.” Saying that, the purple haired girl finally left.

Kekekekeke. Seems like it acts like an actual person when it’s around this kid.
Chapter 1 – End[ ] Help Sakura in the kitchen.
[X] Check your body’s physical and magical limits.

Certis Baliano:
Day 1 – Chapter 2
“GUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” a loud shriek of an old man resonated in an empty house.

His awakening had not been a pleasant one. As soon as he had regained his consciousness, he had started feeling pain, immense pain. If given a choice between experiencing this for one minute and making ten new magic circuits in a row; he’d choose the latter immediately.

What… what happened to me? What is this place?

The old man rolled down from his bed, holding his head with both of his hands. He wanted to get away from that bed as soon as possible, since he felt like some small things were crawling on it.

Unfortunately, that feeling did not disappear even after leaving the bed. So for some weird reason, the whole room must have been crawling with those small… things. His eyes were still hazy from waking up. The old man quickly stood up and started running towards something that he thought was a door to some other room; it wasn’t.

Emiya Shirou ran towards the door as fast as he could, opened it and ran straight into a closet; his head colliding with the edge of a shelf. He felt his consciousness fade away as he lied on the ground motionlessly. During his last moments, he closed his eyes and mentally looked inside of himself.

“UAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!” another, a louder yell escaped his lips.

Why… why… WHY IS MY BODY MADE OUT OF WORMS?

And with that final thought, he passed out.

~~~~~
The magus decided to see what his new body was capable of. While seeing this new side of his granddaughter was slightly surprising, he decided that he could decide how to deal with her later. After all, becoming the boy it loved the most, gave him the perfect opportunity to toy with her emotions.

Zouken left the shed and searched for a place where he would have enough room to move around freely.

Hoh, this kid’s home is pretty impressive.

It didn’t take long for him to stumble upon the dojo. He entered it and closed the door behind him, also locking it just in case. He decided that he would first see how fit this orange haired kid was.

Zouken was no stranger to hand-to-hand combat. In his youth, he constantly used to fight against Tohsaka Nagato over Justica. The difference between them was that Nagato knew martial arts, while Zouken had just quick reflexes and a fit body. Because of that, he lost every time, but that did not mean he was weak. His battles against Nagato, an expert martial artist made him into a quite a monstrous fighter.

The magus imagined a face he despised – the face of Kotomine Kirei. Keeping that in his mind, he imagined how the priest would act in a battle and threw five punches, aimed at various parts of Kotomine’s body at an amazing speed and jumped to his side. He imagined Kotomine throwing a Black Key at his location after dodging his punches. The orange haired kid landed with a perfect roll, put his hands on the ground and swept Kotomine’s legs. Without giving the priest any time to move, he climbed on top of his large body and punched his throat.

Hmm, I’ve gotten rusty. …I guess it makes sense after not doing anything like this for over a century.

Nonetheless, the magus was pleased; this body was more fit than his original one. However, his mood changed quickly after he swept the sweat off his body with a towel, while trying to test the magic this kid was able to use.

The circuits… they’re closed? That’s odd, since I’ve heard that this kid can use magecraft.

He decided to ignore that oddity for now; instead, he focused his mind and opened his circuits. After all, if one knew how to do it, the process was quite simple. Zouken fell on the ground; his body did not take the activation of its circuits coupled with a physical workout well.

Hmm… 25, no 27 circuits, huh? Not bad.

Zouken thought that trying to figure out what kind of magecraft he can use was going to have to wait. He wasn’t stupid enough to try that right after opening his circuits, which had been closed for many years.

~~~~~
Seems like it was lying when it told me about being awful at cooking. To think that it could make something this delicious. Kekekeke, how amusing.

Zouken was honestly surprised about the quality of the food he had just eaten.

“All right then, Senpai. Me and Fujimura-sensei are going to school. …Would you like to come with us and watch?” the purple haired girl asked, with slight hope glimmering in her eyes, holding her hands near her chest in a cute manner.

The third person in the hallway nodded at the proposal of his student, “Yeah, yeah, Shirou! Not only should you come to the dojo, but you should also rejoin the club. What do you think?”
Chapter 2 - End[ ] Go to school with them and observe the practice.
[X] Go to school at a normal time, on your own.
[ ] Skip school and visit Kotomine’s church.
[ ] Skip school and visit the Matou household.

Certis Baliano:
Day 1 – Chapter 3
Zouken had no interest in archery and now that the Holy Grail War was about to start again, he was pleased by the fact that the previous owner of his body had quit the club.

He responded to the questions of the girls, “Sorry Sakura and Fuji-nee, but I wouldn’t want to disturb anyone’s practice there. Besides, I promised Shinji that I would meet up with him at school. I would keep him waiting if I went with you.”

The magus had learned the proper way of addressing Fujimura Taiga during the breakfast. He had analysed her behaviour and found her to be an extremely easy person to manipulate. He could see the girls’ disappointed faces, but he didn’t mind at all. After all, they were just his pieces, waiting to be used at the right time.

“Nii-san…” the purple haired girl muttered while looking away with her eyes.

Yes, that’s how a tool’s expression should be like. Thinking that you’re human, how foolish.

“Well, if you already promised to meet Shinji-kun, then it’s okay, but be sure to visit us next time, okay? It’s not like you’re a stranger or anything,” said the female teacher as she put on her coat.

Damn it, she mentioned a ‘next time’. Perhaps I should go there at some point so I would get them off my back.

“Well then, Senpai, I’ll see you in school.”

“Don’t be late, Shirou~!”

Zouken waved his hand as he watched them leave. While he did, a sudden realization came into his mind; he had no idea when he was supposed to go to school. After thinking for a bit, he let out a big sigh and started looking for a phone.

It seems like that incompetent grandson of mine is finally going to be of some use.


~~~~~

Matou Shinji was in the middle of eating breakfast. More precisely, he was in the middle of drinking a cup of milk.

“GUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

Hearing a sudden shriek, the boy slammed down his cup, spat out the sticky white liquid from his mouth and coughed viciously.

What the fuck was that? It sounded like a bat being minced.

He heard some rustling, followed by a loud crash. Since the boy had seen Sakura leave, he knew that the only person who could have made those noises had to be his grandfather.

“UAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!”

After the second yell, Shinji was no longer in a mood to continue eating breakfast. He decided to go to the source of the sound, thinking that if he helped that old bastard, the magus might let him take part in the Holy Grail War. He was sure that his grandfather would be able to mess with the system and just do it somehow; that is, if he wanted to.

After making his way to Zouken’s room, Shinji started grinning as soon as he entered.

“Hahahahahahahaha! You half-dead geezer, you always ignore me, but look at you now! You’re just lying there on the floor, bleeding from your forehead.”

That kind of an opportunity did not come often. In fact, up to this point, Shinji had never seen Zouken in a vulnerable state. He poked the man a few times with his finger. Being happy with the result of the body not moving, he was about to kick the old man, but he managed to avoid planting his heel in Zouken’s stomach.

If I vent out my anger on him now and he wakes up... Yeah, there’s no way I can risk that.

The boy managed to calm himself down due to fear and carried Zouken’s body to his bed, putting a damp towel on his forehead. Of course he made sure to wipe away the blood first.

“Haa, haa, haa… See, I can be useful,” muttered Shinji while panting. The old man’s body weighed more than he thought it would.

After making his way downstairs, he realized that it was already too late to go to the club. He wouldn’t miss it, but since Mitsuzuri seemed to annoy him less if he didn’t show up at all, instead of him being late, he decided to go to school at a normal time instead.

The blue haired Matou was planning on killing time by re-watching another episode of Neon Genesis Evangelion. While he was looking for the right DVD case, his cell phone rang.


~~~~~

After hearing the phone ring a couple of times, he heard an annoyed voice answering him from the other side of the cord, “What is it, Emiya? Don’t you know that I’m a busy man?”

Zouken raised an eyebrow and replied, “Ah, you see, Shinji, I really need someone to talk to right now.” The magus let out an exaggerated sigh and continued, “So I wanted to go to school together with you.”

“Hoh? That’s a surprise,” said Shinji. After a brief pause, his tone changed and he went on, “Yeah sure, why not? We haven’t had a good talk for a while now.  Let’s meet up at the intersection at 7:30.”

“Alright, got it.”


~~~~~
Hmm… Fujimura should prove to be a useful piece for activating Sakura. But first I need to secure a way to get my body back. Otherwise this whole thing will be pointless… 

He had been readjusting his plans for the Holy Grail War, so when Zouken saw Shinji walking towards him, he realized something; he had yet to think of an excuse for calling out Shinji.  And it had to be important enough for him to call out the young boy like that. Chapter 3 – End[ ] Tell him that you want to talk about liking Tohsaka.
[ ] Tell him that you want to talk about liking Sakura.
[ ] Tell him that you want to go to his place after school.
[X] Tell him that you’re Zouken.

Certis Baliano:
Day 1 – Chapter 4
“Yo, Emiya!” said the handsome blue-haired student while walking towards Zouken.

The magus had decided to flat out tell the boy who he really was. Now that he thought about it, doing so would actually be beneficial to him. Even though Shinji was incompetent, he could still be used as a spy or as a simple decoy. In fact, a certain plan sprung into his mind at that moment.

“Shinji, I’m your grandfather,” the man said with a completely straight face.

A beat.

Shinji blinked his eyes a couple of times, then burst out laughing, “Buahahahahahahahaha! What, did you watch yesterday’s Star Wars marathon and decided to put a spin on Vader’s line?”

As Shinji patted the magus’ back while laughing like a hyena, Zouken’s eyebrow twitched a couple of times.

“Shinji, how well do you get along with my worms?” the orange haired boy asked emotionlessly once again.

After hearing that, the school’s idol stopped. He pulled away his hand and took a few steps backwards, muttering something to himself, “No… No, that’s not true… But THAT’S IMPOSSIBLE!”

“Heh, you’re just as pathetic as always, boy.”

“Hiiiiiiiiiiii-----“

“Fool, don’t cause a commotion here,” said the magus in a slightly annoyed voice as he beckoned the boy to come closer.

The blue-haired boy reluctantly did what he was told.

“Listen up, if you do what I say, you might be able to enter the Holy Grail War,” said Zouken while noticing Shinji’s eyes light up. He continued, “First, you’re going to need to…”

~~~~~
The bell signalling the beginning of the lunch break rang.

If my theory about the person being responsible for this swap holds water… I’m going to need to be prepared.

The man looked around and saw many students leave the classroom. He also saw Fujimura Taiga cleaning the blackboard. Zouken narrowed his eyes and smiled as he walked towards the female teacher.

Now it’s time to set the second part of my plan in motion.

Since she didn’t seem to notice him approaching her, the man leaned closer to her and whispered, “Hey, Fuji-nee, I don’t think I will be able to eat all of my lunch today. And I don’t really want to waste it…”

The tiger’s eyes turned catlike after hearing that. She immediately turned around, puffed out her chest and proudly said, “Well, if it’s to help you~.”

~~~~~
They made their way to the rooftop. At first, Taiga had suggested the archery range, but Zouken had managed to convince her to give up on that. For his plan to work, he needed some time alone with Taiga.

Both of them were eating lunch with happy faces.

When they finished, Zouken asked Taiga a question while staring into the sky, “Hey, Fuji-nee… Am I similar to dad?”

The female teacher noticed that the boy appeared to be serious, so she wasn’t going to tease him for asking something that corny.

She followed Zouken’s lead and also looked up at the sky absent-mindedly and told him, “Yeah… You really do remind me of him.”

Zouken smiled gently at her last comment and put his hand on top of hers while not moving his head and replied, “Thank you for always being there for me, Taiga.”

“Eh? Shirou, what did you just call me?”

Zouken ignored her question, stood up and started walking towards the exit while making a hand-wave motion with his hand. He planned to let Taiga muse over what just happened during the classes.

Fujimura Taiga just sat there dumbfounded, forgetting that the class was about to start.

~~~~~
Emiya Shirou regained his consciousness for the second time that day.

Even though he had just woken up, he felt extremely fatigued. The boy didn’t know if the pain he felt when he woke up the first time had decreased or if his mind had gotten more accustomed to it.

While his whole body was burning hot, he noticed something that made him feel better; something cold. He moved his hand towards his forehead, to press the towel more tightly against his skin, but he stopped half-way there.

Whenever he moved his body, he felt a repulsive feeling. It was as if thousands of worms squirmed under his skin every time his muscles twitched even slightly.

“Ah, I’m glad you’re finally up, Emiya!” he heard a familiar voice sound happy for some reason. It took a while for Shirou to realize that it belonged to a person who he knew well, Matou Shinji.

He slowly got up from bed, resisting the urge to vomit while doing so and said, “Huh, Shinji? Uh… where am I?”

“You’re in my house. Now, pay attention, Emiya. For some odd reason, you ended up switching bodies with my grandfather, Matou Zouken,” said Shinji as he raised his hand when Shirou wanted to say something and continued his explanation, “I spent the entire day in the Matou library in order to find the spell which would send both of you back to your original bodies. Unfortunately, I can’t use magecraft myself, but you can, through my grandfather’s body.”

“Wait, you’re also a magus? What about Sakura? Is she also involved in this?” asked Shirou while being bewildered.

Shinji pulled out something from his pocket and replied, “Well, I’m not, but I do have the knowledge of one! And wow, it seems like you really don’t know anything about magi, Emiya. You see, only the eldest child inherits the family’s Magic Circuit. Other children are raised normally.”

Shirou sighed. He felt extremely relieved about the fact that Sakura was being kept out of that world.

“But Shinji, I’ve never heard of any spells which let you switch other people’s bodies. Is it really possible?”

Shinji was starting to get annoyed by Shirou’s attitude, but he tried his best not to let his irritation show itself. He gave the paper he took from his pocket to Shirou and said, “…You do realize that you’re a living example of it being possible, right? Now that you’re awake, you can use this spell to get yourself back to your old body. Isn’t that great, Emiya?”

Shirou thought that perhaps his friend was being a little too eager about him chanting that spell. After all, he had just woken up a few minutes ago.

Nah, I think that Shinji is just concerned about the well-being of his grandfather.

Suddenly, the ringing of a doorbell was heard.
Chapter 4 – End[ ] Ignore the doorbell and recite the spell that Shinji gave you.
[X] Where’s the rush? Check who’s behind the door.

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