A/N: So this was a bit of gift for threeeyedclover on tumblr who I've had a some wonderful back and forth's with and I had decided to write this fic on a concept we were both intrigued with: What if Licht had come to the Hage orphanage and adopted Asta? Well, this might become a series of drabbles, but as for this one specifically this will focus on how Asta and Licht meet and become father and son. Enjoy~

"I see…" said the Priest as he looked across his desk to a man sitting opposite of him. The Priest tapped his fingers across his desk in contemplation. This Priest had been the sole benefactor and guardian of this church for many years. He had long been a man of God, who solely wished to make his church a home for the many lost children of the Forsaken Realm. This church, located in the farming village of Hage, had been a home for many until they had reached their adolescence and went off to gain a job. However, today was a first. A tall young man had walked into his church asking to adopt a child.

The Priest eyed this visitor more, while they had facial features resembling a female, it was easy from his voice to tell that this visitor was a man. His hair was pure white and each silky-smooth strand was tied into braids, around the frame of his eyes were red crescent-shaped tattoos, and had no noticeable eyebrows. His outfit was a simple white cloak that reached down to his ankles and had been adorn with three ornaments resembling eyes that ran down the midline of the Man's body. This visitor wore a welcoming, yet at the same time, chilling smile.

"And you stated your name was, what again?" The Priest questioned struggling to remember the name of the stranger who had asked for this adoption.

"Licht." the visitor replied. He calmly stared back at the Priest.

"Well, Mister Licht. I am curious why you've decided to take this action." The Priest said in a hesitant tone. "It isn't like I'm alien to the concept of adoption, but the fact someone in the Forsaken Realm would be willing to take on another mouth to feed… It's quite unusual."

"Oh, I assure you that I am serious about this commitment." Licht retorted with a tone of joy in his voice.

"Well, allow me one more inquiry." The Priest asked, still not letting a single thing break his eye lock with the man dressed in white. "You seem to want a specific child, tell me, is there a reason why you would like Asta?"

Licht was silenced by that question. His cool composer was still maintained, but his smile had faded. Licht had first learned of the young orphan, Asta, during his time visiting Hage. He had come across a boy no older than 10-years-old fighting a stranger, who dared to take a precious object from his friend, with his bare hands. This little street rat fighting a mage abusing his power was awe inspiring to Licht. The white haired man felt it at that moment, this orphan had housed a burning spirit, one that ceased to succumb to any obstacle. Watching that had stirred a sensation in Licht that he hadn't felt for many years.

"To answer your question, Father…" Licht said with a lowered head. "I had been robbed of my chance at a family. My wife and child perishing before my very eyes, but this boy… " Licht began to choke on his words as the memories of his loved ones welled inside him. "This boy has a spirit in him that needs proper growth and tutelage. Please allow to make up for my lost chance at raising a young life by giving me this one!"

The edges of the Priest's lip curled into the grin of a child. "It seems the Lord works in mysterious ways. Taking one family to hopefully bring another together…" The Priest said as he finally stood up from his desk and motioned Licht to follow him.

The two men arrived at a door, opening it and allowing the warm spring air to wash over them. This day was filled with a brilliant golden sun that bathed over all the inhabitants of Hage who went about their day. This perfect weather had led to the birth of many small flowers that now dotted the entire backyard of the church and were by no means safe from the greedy hands of children, who ran through the yard and played games to occupy their time.

Watching over them was a woman of the cloth, Lily, who was frantically counting each orphan as they scurried about in the glorious mid day weather. Lily's count had ceased upon the arrival of the Priest and Licht.

"Hello, Father!" Lily greeted with a slight bow of her head.

"Lily, this is Mr. Licht. He has generously asked for the right to take Asta under his wing." The Priest explained nonchalantly as he introduced his guest to the nun.

Lily stood in a small state of shock at what she just heard. Someone willing to take a child that wasn't their own? Quite a rarity in Hage. However, her puzzled state didn't last long as her face cartoonishly contorted at the realization that she hadn't managed to check where Asta had been.

"I'm sorry, Father, but I don't know where Asta is." Sighed Lily which caused Licht to once again drop his smile. "I haven't found him since the kids ran outside."

The three adults began to turn their heads in search of Asta, but all three came up short. Even with all the young kids moving moving about, there was no sign of Asta. While they all began contemplating ways to find him, a young black haired boy approached the three. "Umm… excuse me…" the boy said in a soft voice laced with anxiety of speaking to the currently scavenging adults.

"Yuno!" cried Lily as she kneel down to him and placed a comforting hand on the boy's shoulder. "What is it?"

Yuno stared at Licht, his eyes drawn to the tall, white haired man. The boy was fixated on the visitor, as if he knew something about Licht that no one else did. This sudden urge shot through Yuno. Not an urge of fear or self preservation, but one of sorrow. While, Yuno was a typically sad a introverted boy, there was an air to this newcomer, Licht, that caused his heart to swell.

"I just wanted to say that… Asta… He's stuck in a tree!" Stammered Yuno as he held on to Lily's hand and let his dilemma come to the adult's attention.

"Gah, that boy!" The Priest said in an exasperated tone. "He always is pulling stunts like this."

This news had cause Licht to purse his lips in confusion. The Asta he had come to see had already a reputation for stunts like these. He expected the boy to be reckless, but none to an extent that a situation like this would be commonplace. His curiosity was finally address as the group of adults were led to a tall sycamore tree, one that towered over the church itself.

In this sycamore was a young boy, he had been covered in rags that were likely scrounged up by the church in their attempts to provide for each child. His green eyes were noticeable even so many feet in the air, sparkling like freshly cut emeralds laid on display in the highest jewel shops of the Royal Realm. To top it off, the boy also wore a red headband in his ash gray hair that managed to keep his bangs in place.

Even in this uncomfortable and dangerous situation, the gray haired boy could help but laugh and smile like the kid he was. Hearing this resounding glee made Licht feel like there a tugging at the ends of his mouth. Asta's positive energy was one to be both admired and cherished if it could reach so far.

"Hey, Father! Sister! Look, I made it all the way to the top!" hollered Asta from the top of the sycamore and staring down at his friends.

"Asta…" Groaned the Priest, but soon changed his tone reflecting that of the harshest of Magic Knight instructors. "Do have any idea how to get down! I have someone I'd like you to meet!"

Yuno only gave a sad look, raising his usually quiet tone to be loud enough to be heard by the sky-high Asta. "Why would you even do this, Asta?" He questioned, only remembering Asta spouting a proclamation of "conquering" this tree.

"I made it to the top without any assistance, this kind of skill will be totally useful on the field a a Magic Knight!" replied Asta who became giddy reaffirming his dream to become a great Magic Knight and then, possibly, the Wizard King.

"Okay, but can you get down?" Asked Lily, seeing a small flaw in the rambunctious child's acts.

Asta gave no response this time outside of a few grunts and hums. The boy had not really though of how to get down, really he had spent the day fully thinking about getting up. He could try falling, but he knew there was a chance he might get seriously injured, so that was not a good option. He thought of climbing down, but his arms were quite exhausted since he spent most of it on climbing up the tree. Times like these were good to reminders for Asta to discover his magic affinity quickly so it might help out in times like these. Perhaps he would have made a slide out of water like Lily or floated using a gust of wind ike Yuno.

"Doesn't seem like I can get down!" Asta said with no sense of danger or stress at his current position.

"Lord give me strength…" The Priest muttered under his breath. His eyes shot to the side to give Licht a quick glance. The Priest could almost see the gears turning in Licht's mind, thoughts of abandoning the thoughts of adoption were settling in. The chance of Asta being denied a better life stopped by one day's idiotic blunder.

Licht stepped forward, causing all those in attendance to face him. The white haired man reached into his cloak and removed his grimoire in a single fluid motion. With no time wasted, Licht opening the book and allowed each page to flip past him in the spring breeze until the flipping stopped on Licht's desired page. In a quick second, Licht's was cooking in a bright light and with his light encompassed body he made a quick dash up the tree. This man bathed in light had easily bolted to Asta's position within a single moment.

Through either his sudden arrival or blinding magic, possibly a combination of the town, caused the tree-bound Asta to shift backwards almost losing his seating in the sycamore's branched. Without a moment's hesitation, Licht's arm reached out and grabbed the gray haired orphan, then swiftly bringing him into a deep hug so that Asta was close to him as Licht used his light travel to back to the ground.

Most were shocked at this sudden act. Light magic was an incredibly rare affinity of magic and the fact this stranger had acted so quickly spoke volumes of his magic skill. Licht let go of Asta, whose face was contorted into one of confusion, but quickly returned to normal.

"Are you alright?" Licht asked, his words carrying nothing but the sense of comfort to the boy who almost was put in peril.

Asta stared at Licht for a moment before his eyes filled with a look of intense admiration and longing. His heart raced with excitement at the prospect of magic like Lichts. "You're magic is so COOL!" complimented Asta as he was wonder struck by this mystery man and his magic.

The boy's astounding almost seemed infectious as Licht began to jitter hearing this praise. Licht kneel to eye level with Asta and presented his grimoire to the gray haired orphan.

"My name is Licht, Asta. I have come here in search of you. I seek to ask you if you would like to come with me as not only my student, but also give me the privilege of having you as my son." Each one of Licht's words had no trace of deceit in them, his love for this orphan was without a doubt genuine.

Asta's usually gleeful expression had left his face as the words of Licht sunk in. Asta's hand began to unconsciously reach out and caress the grimoire that Licht held, tracing all of its opportunity to be made into a powerful mage just like this mystery man, but also be blessed with the chance to better prepare for his path to Wizard King. However, there was a speck of doubt in his heart. Asta had grown up at this church it felt like a betrayal to just leave for a new home, but he then felt it unfair to deny this Licht guy a chance at his own family. In Asta's good nature, he had come across a confliction. Each time he thought he could he answer the words died in his throat.

"Asta…" piped up the small voice of Yuno. "Please go with this man! I want you to grow strong because I want a rival worth fighting for the title of Wizard King. This light mage is without a doubt stronger than anyone in this village, I felt when we met, so please, go with him!"

Yuno's voice was filed with raw conviction at these statements, bringing both Lily and the Priest to silence. However, this small outburst wasn't finished as Yuno turned to Licht. "Please raise him with all the care you can give, I know he's an idiot, but please make him the strongest rival possible!"

Licht smiled at Yuno's words as Asta's eyes began to water. "Very well. I vow as his father to cultivate young Asta's magic potential to one worth of the title of Wizard King!" Licht promised asAsta began to walk away from him and towards Yuno.

"Yuno…" Asta stammered as he faced his dark hair rival and lifted his fist up. "Promise me the same thing too!"

The two orphans than bumped their fists together with a claim of their dreams and knew they would see each other soon. This moment ended as Licht and Asta began to depart, however all the children of orphanage lined up waving the two off, giving their best wishes. Asta couldn't help but tear up more. Soon when the duo was far enough from the church Asta piped up.

"Hey, dad? You can really make me strong enough to be Wizard King?" Asta asked in a hesitant tone.

"Well, it won't be easy. First we'll have to determine your affinity and then we must create a regimine-excuse me?" Licht had interrupted himself as he walked with Asta. "You called me dad…"

"Yeah, that's what you are now, right?" Asta said tilting his head at Licht's sudden stunned state.

Licht could only smile at how fast Asta had accepted him as father in such a short time. The light mage placed a hand on Asta and began to rub his head with a grin on his face and a light chuckle. "Yes. That is true, my son."