Part 2 guys. Got it done a lot faster than thought I would. One more chapter or possibly two in the dating arc before we get back to the main storyline for our boy. Note this chapter is all my own original idea and is not canon or taken away from the Black Clover series in any way shape or form. You will find no references besides the usual anime nonsense.

ALVASA OUT!!!!!!!!!

Asta flew through the air on his demon slayer sword, Rebecca in his arms, holding tight to his form.

“Sorry about getting your dress nasty with spilled booze,” Asta looked away with his eyes as a light blush filled his cheeks.

“I don’t mind it,” Rebecca giggled. “The way I see it, it's just a small price to pay to have the man I like to carry me like a princess. Besides,” she leaned her head against his cheek deepening his blush, “It’s just a dress, and I can easily wash it.”

“Oh, look! There’s your house, ehehe…” Asta said nervously and they landed.

“Let’s get inside, shall we?” Rebecca said as she jumped out of Asta's grasp. “You need to get a bath, and I need to change out of this and into my usual.”

“Yeah,” Asta looked himself over and stuck out his tongue in disgust.

“Yes, well, let's get inside. I can see if I can find something else for you to wear while the water is heating,” Rebecca was saying as the door suddenly flew up to reveal the eldest of the Scarlet sibling entourage, “...up….” she blinked.

“Well, how did it go?” the oldest of the bunch, Luca, asked after opening the door.

“Hey, is that Asta?” Luca smiled. “Wait a minute,” she gave a sly smirk, “He was your date, wasn’t he?”

“Luca, whatever scenario you just came up with, it didn’t happen!” Rebecca yelled as her face heated up.

“Well, it is true,” Asta said, causing Rebbecca to whirl around to glare a ’Not Helping’ glare at him, “Shutting up now…”

“Oh,” Luca smirked.

“Enough,” Rebecca demanded, “Asta got into a bit of a scuffle at the tavern and brought me home. I’m going to let him use the bath to clean up.”

“Alright, sheesh,” Luca relented, “I think we still have a set of his clothes from the last time he was over, helping with the chores.”

“Perfect,” Asta said.

“I’ll put some water on to boil,” Rebecca said.

“Oh, I can just use a spell for that,” Asta said, “We can change while we wait, and we’ll talk in the meantime.”

“Oh,” Rebecca said, a bit disappointed.

“It actually worked out, cause the other boys haven’t bathed either,” Luca held her nose, “They’d love to see you, Asta.”

“Cool,” Asta said as he started walking. “I have some pretty neat magic knight stories I can tell, too,” he walked in, followed by Rebecca.

Luca threw up an arm and stopped her older sister, “Well, how’d it go for real?”

“Very well, actually, and things are looking pretty good if you don’t mind a few… inconvenient details,” Rebecca sighed, “He didn’t reject me. Believe it or not, he’s more than willing to be with me.”

“But,” Luca said, “The purple-haired one is still in the picture?”

“The purple-haired one’s name is Twilight, Luca, and yes, she is,” Rebecca sighed. She looked in to see Asta laughing with her little brothers and Marco showing off his scar. “I’d have to play second fiddle to her. They're allowed to get married to more than one woman in the land they’re from.”

“I don’t see the big deal, as long as you’re happy,” Luca shrugged. “To tell ya the truth, sis, I bet he has more than one lady already. I mean, he’s strong, kind, and does what’s right. If he can make you happy along with the other girls, then I say go for it. Besides,” she smiled, “That just means we have a bigger family.”

“I’ll think about it,” Rebecca gave a soft smile.

Asta quickly changed into the clothes he’d left over here at Rebecca’s house from one of the times he’d come over to help out around the house or to watch the kids.

“So,” Marco said as he sat in the corner of the room, “You and my sis are a thing now?”

“I wouldn’t mind it,” Asta said, “But it's for her to decide, Marco. You do remember Twilight, right?” the boys nodded, “And you know that Twilight and I are already engaged. Before you say something, you should know that where Twilight and I come from, a guy can have more than one wife.”

“Sounds like every guy's dream, but at the same time a hassle,” Marco raised an eyebrow.

“Trust me, kid,” Asta looked off to the side, “You have no idea…”

“If she does say yes, then you’d become our big brother, right?” Marco asked with a bit more vigor, “And if you are, that means you could be around more, like when you came over and watched us or helped sis out around the house!”

“Yeah, I could, but at the same time, I still have my job as a magic knight, bud,” Asta placed a hand on the boy's head, “Even if she says no, I’ll still come around more. I do miss you guys.”

“We’ve never had a father,” Marco looked down. “Yeah we had the guy that ya know…” he sighed as he looks off to the side, “...was with our mom before she died, but he didn’t see us as his kids, just a nuisance. That’s why we liked it when you came around. You were kind of like a dad to us like sis is a mom. You took the time to do stuff with us; play with us and even taught us how to fight and take care of ourselves better, so we didn’t have to rely so much on Rebecca.” He held up his arms to show off his scar, “And I’m glad, because if you hadn’t taught me how to fight, then I wouldn’t have been able to protect sis when those zombie-things attacked.”

Asta smiled at the boy. “I taught you some self-defense, yes, but that doesn’t mean you can be reckless,” he lightly bopped the boy on the head with his fist.

“I don’t have a lot of magic, but what I do have is my brain and the skills you taught me,” Marco smiled, “And I’ll use them to the fullest.”

“Well said, Marco,” Asta laughed, “I tell you what. I’ll be around a little more and teach you some simple stuff that you can practice, even while I’m not here. Though, this training is hard work and requires you to also do your chores. Learn how to do your chores in the ways I intrust, and you’ll learn how to get better at fighting.” He clenched his fist, “As you said, you may not have a lot of magic, but you have your brain and body. I didn’t have magic for most of my life, actually, so I made up the difference by honing myself physically to overcome that gap. Never giving up is the strongest magic of all!”

“Now, let's get out of here,” Asta pointed with his thumb “I have a little something special I want to do for you guys for putting me up for the night,” he smiled.

In the main area of the house, the Scarlet family gathered. Asta sat in front of them, and his black grimoire floated up and opened. A strange-looking item came out of the book that resembled some sort of musical instrument, like a violin but longer and with only three strings.

“This is called a shamisen,” Asta said as he then grabbed a fan-shaped piece of wood, then struck the three strings of the instrument. “And this is a song from my homelands,” he began to quickly strike the strings on the instrument while also strumming and using his left hand to control the vibrations of the strings.

Quickly, a quick and catchy, but yet somewhat sad song came to be heard.

A hooded figure quickly darted through town with a huge evil grin on her face. She looked down at her hand. In it was a small silver magic communication device, similar to the standard ones used by the magic knights. These devices served more than one purpose, as they could also capture still images instead of just sending live magic messages long distances. It’s how many local news sources recorded specific events, and these were a lot less sophisticated than the standard one used by the knights and a lot less traceable.

“Just wait till Twi sees these,” she said as she moved, “She’ll blow her top and beat the crap out of that piece of shit.”

She stopped at a still open vendor and bought a cheap broomstick, using it to take off and fly back to her home. Thanks to the broom, she soon landed just outside the iron gates of a medieval-style mansion with a familiar crest on the front of it. It was the headquarters of the Blue Rose Magic Knight Squad.

Throwing her hood back, she revealed herself to be none other than Sol Marron. Though the Blue Rose knight didn’t have an official vice-captain, many members of the other knight squads saw her as the unofficial one for the squad. Sol herself never claimed so, often saying that Char was all the leadership she needed.

“Open up,” she said to the gates, causing it to swing open, allowing her to rush in. She then immediately headed right for the room of her squad’s current rising star, none other than Twilight Sparkle.

“TWILIGHT!” Sol relentlessly pounded on the door to Twilight’s room. The echoing could be heard from nearly every corner of the headquarters.

Many of her squad mates heard it in their rooms and just deadpanned whatever was currently in front of their faces as they lay in bed.

“COME ON, TWI, OPEN UP! THIS IS REALLY REALLY IMPORTANT!” she yelled.

Sol heard shuffling, and the door to the room unlocked before opening to reveal Twilight in her pajamas, with a book under her arm.

“Sol, this better be as important as you make it out to be and not another cafe that serves great cake,” Twilight glowered at her senior, “Just as I got to the really good part of my nightly chapter, and I’m not going out after getting comfy for the umpteenth time!” She held up her book.

“Enough book. Get in your room. I have something I need you to see,” Sol forced her way into Twilight's room. “I still think you have too much purple in here,” she said, turning around as Twilight shut the door.

“I like my purple, thank you very much,” Twilight pouted as she went over to her desk and plopped down, “So, what’s so important you have to nearly bust my door off its hinges and interrupt my reading in the middle of the night for? And if it's another cake, I swear…”

Sol chuckled with confidence. “This,” she showed Twilight her recording device.

“An image sphere,” Twilight raised a dissatisfied eyebrow, “Get out…”

“Not the sphere! What’s on it,” Sol points to the device. “I HAVE PROOF!” she laughed victoriously as she held the aforementioned item above her head like a trophy.

“This isn’t really helping me want to listen, let alone keep you in my room,” Twilight remarked with an annoyed tone.

“I have proof that your fiance is a no-good dirty cheating bastard!” Sol said as she set the sphere down and activated it to reveal several images of Asta with Scarlet at the mixer and after they exited the building to their departure. “See? He’s with another woman behind your back! So, what ya gonna do after ya call off the wedding?! Maybe have him wallow in self pity?!”

Sol chuckled evilly, but noticed Twilight’s astute absence of reaction. “Huh? Twi?” She looked over and sees Twilight had gone back to reading her book. “Hey, aren’t you pissed about this?!”

“Why should I be?” Twilight replied, not looking up.

“Because he’s cheating on you!” Col threw her arms to the images.

Twilight sighed and closed her book. “I keep forgetting your people are monogamous,” she rubbed the bridge of his nose.

“ANYA-WHAT?!” Sol raised an eyebrow.

“In the country that Asta and I came from, men marry more than one woman….” Twilight said, a bit exasperated. “The woman in the pictures…” she pointed to the images, “Her name is Rebecca Scarlet. Asta introduced us after we came to the city before the entrance exams.”

Sol just stared with her eye slightly twitching.

“You mean you two…” she motioned from the image to Twilight, “...are….”

“I knew she had a slight crush on Asta, yes,” Twilight nodded once, “It’s not like she tried hiding it either. She knew about my engagement with Asta, but it didn’t stop her. Honestly, I was hoping it wouldn’t.” She stood up, “Rebecca's a good person, Sol. Don’t mess with her, or I guarantee you won’t like what you find down that road.”

Twilight walked over to her door and opened it. “That’s not a threat, but a warning. Asta hates it when people go around and cause trouble for those he cares about, and the same goes for me. If you are really this devoted to stopping a relationship, then maybe you should take a step back and take a good long look at yourself and try and have one with the person you love,” Twilight activated her magic and easily forced Sol out of her room, “You don’t care for men. I get that, but that doesn’t give you the right to stick your nose into a relationship you have no understanding of in the first place, Sol. Go out and try having one, then come back, and we can talk about it. And just because I’m telling you to date, that doesn’t mean you have to date a guy. Now, good night!”

Twilight slammed the door, allowing Sol to stand there and let the purple-haired mage's words sink in,

“I don’t have to just date a guy…” she said to herself.

Twilight’s door then opened up, and she threw Sol’s image sphere out. The device hit its owner in the head with a hard thunk, but Sol didn’t even flinch with pain as her head was now at a slight tilt.

The sun rose on the house of Rebecca Scarlet and her family.

Asta walked down the stairs and stretched.

“Good morning, boys,” Rebecca said with a smile as her brothers followed Asta down the stairs, “Hungry?”

“Yeah!” Marco said with a smile.

“None for me, thanks,” Asta said, “Unless it's something I can eat on the go. I need to head back to the hideout and check in with the captain.”

“Luckily, I have some bacon that’s had time to cool down,” Rebecca motioned with her hand, “Asta… can we talk just for a bit?”

Asta quickly grabbed a piece of bacon, “Sure,” he chewed. “I need to get my robe and clothes off the drying line anyways,” he swallowed, “Walk and talk?”

“Sure,” Rebecca smiled, “Luca, please look after everyone.”

“M’kay,” Luca said as she chewed. “And sis,” Rebecca turned, “Good luck.”

Rebecca nodded and followed after Asta.

“So, what ya wanna talk about?’ Asta asked as he took the robe off the line and immediately put it on.

“I want you to know if you’re willing to put up with me and my burdens, then I’m more than willing to give us dating a try,” Rebecca said as her cheeks heated up, “But you have to understand, my siblings come first. I have to do what’s best for them.”

“I understand,” Asta nodded as he walked over and pulled out a sack from his satchel and put it in Rebecca’s hands, “And as your boyfriend, it's my job to support you and them. This should help with food and house repairs, as well as a little extra, so you don’t have to break your back at the restaurant.”

Rebecca just stared at Asta, and tears ran down her face. She then dropped the bag of coins and wrapped her arms around his neck in a warm hug.

“I don’t know when I’ll be able to come back again, but it should be soon,” Asta held her in return. “I want you to know-”

“I’m not worried about the others,” Rebecca pulled back, “Cause I know you’ll love us all the same, no matter how many of us there are. I also know that you have two more back home, and Twilight isn’t the head wife either.”

“Twilight told you,” Asta looked off to the side.

“Yeah,” Rebecca nodded, “ I wrote to her last night before bed and she got back to me this morning. She told me a lot actually, and that you two come here because you wanted to and that you will have to go back to your homeland someday in the future. If we’re still together, could me and my siblings come?”

“I’d have it no other way,” Asta smiled.

“You should get going before it gets too late in the morning,” Rebecca said.

“Yeah,” Asta nodded as he rubbed the back of his head. His Black Grimoire floated up, and he pulled out his Demon Slayer. “I’m just gonna leave this set of clothes here. Something tells me it’d be a good idea. Better safe than sorry,” he smiled.

“That’s fine,” Rebecca smiled. “Asta,” she stopped him before he could take off, “One sec.” She bent down and kissed his cheek, causing his face to glow pink. “A parting gift,” she giggled.

“Ah… yeah… see ya…” he said in a bit of a stupor as he jumped on his sword and wobbly floated off into the distance.

Rebecca waved until she saw he was a good bet away and then gathered his clothes and the sack of coins he’d given her before returning to her siblings. Said siblings were all gathered at the window before they quickly shot back to their positions.

Rebecca looked at them, “Well?” Marco asked.

“It went… very well,” she smiled, causing the others to smile, too.