Fate/Stay Double

True Assassin nodded, not caring what was said to her uncle either.

"Lets just get you to sleep..." She had never thought she'd get a master as incompetent as a child... let alone an actual child.

For now she was happy to just end this night. This was definitely going to be a hard War...

"..Wha-at..?" All Shirou could get out was a dumbfounded response after that kiss. "I.. uhm.. I'll go make some tea." He quickly hurried into the kitchen, his face burning from embarrassment. Unsure of how to react from the kiss, he distracted himself by preparing tea for everyone.

Rin on the other hand, was visibly annoyed by Rider's actions. Not that she was jealous or anything. Far from it, because being jealous means she had to be interested in Shirou. And in no shape or form was she interested in that idiot. Her attention was turned for Rider for a moment when Saber spoke up. She was quite happy to hear her servant was unwilling to hurt the child. She couldn't agree more. "Yes, I want to avoid harming as many Masters as we can," She ran her hand through her hair, a unconscious tendency she had picked up, "I'd rather not win the grail using such tactics unless necessary."

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"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Illya," Miyu replied without a hint of emotion. It almost seemed robotic, the way she kept herself detached from everything and everyone. It was her way of keeping things professional between the two. Considering what Illya was, it would serve no purpose to grow attached. In fact, it may cause more pain for the young vampire.

Lancelot had turned his helmeted head towards the other Berserker. He didn't utter a word, or barely seemed to acknowledge him before turning his head straight ahead again, wordlessly.

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Mulan ignored Caenis' protests, getting as far away from the other servants and Master as soon as possible. When she felt they were at a safe distance, she released the two she was carrying. "Are you okay, Lancer, Master?" She asked the both of them, with concern in her tone. Though she was more worried about Lancer at the moment than her Master. She succeeded in protecting her Master from the darts, it was Lancer who took the full brunt of them. She wasn't sure exactly what the effects were, she just hoped that whatever it was, she could treat it quickly before they were down one servant and put at a massive disadvantage.

Illya sighed and turned around. She figured that Miyu would act that way.

In all honesty, it probably was better this way. Illya continued walking along, looking up at the sky as she did so. It would be another couple hours to reach the castle, so she was going to enjoy the stars and moon until she got there... the moon she used to look at with Kiritsugu...

Agnora smirked at Shriou's response, feeling all kinds of cheerful and smug from it. She felt especially pleased when she turned and saw Rin's reaction. Oh, this was going to be a fun Grail War, she could already tell. The Servant returned to her seat across from Rin, making sure the other woman saw her lick her lips, as if savoring the kiss.

Honestly it was kind of lackluster because Shirou hadn't even moved, but it was still fun to see how it all worked out.

As the conversation shifted back the tactics, she relaxed her playful expression. "Aww. We don't get to murder a child? Dang, I was really looking forward to that part," she said, making sure to state it in such a way that her companions would be able to pick up on the sarcasm. " We have enough people to at least separate the two Berserkers, I should think."

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Caenis felt herself stumble slightly when she was released, but she propped herself up on her spear to stop the imminent impact. She felt better now that they were further away from that cowardly Servant, but definitely not at the tip-top.

"I am fine. It's nothing that will hider me or turn me into a burden. I am above whatever cheap tricks that underhanded whore has decided to attack me with. This infliction shall pass in time, certainly."

As if to accentuate her point, Caenis stood back upright, lifting her spear off of the ground so she could no longer lean upon it. She seemed to have enough balance to stay upright, but her knees were shaking a little, as her body still felt weakened.

Saber's face turned red as Rider kissed their master. It wasn't that she was interested in Rider because she MOST DEFINATELY WAS NOT. She was just upset because...um...it was a very silly thing to do. Yeah, that was it.

Here she was, trying to lecture their master for doing something stupid; and she has to go and kiss him for it. She shouldn't go around just randomly kissing people like that! The nerve of that woman, totally killing the point of her lecture.

Before she could give Rider a piece of her mind; however, the subject was quickly changed to the subject of the other masters. She sighed, and decided she'd yell at Rider in private, when they were alone together.

Instead, she directed her focus to the matter at hand.

"I agree! We should only kill the masters when it is necessary for self defence," she said. "Instead, we should focus on kissing the other servants,"

After about two seconds, Saber's face flushed red as she realized what she'd just said.

"KILLING! I MEANT KILLING!" she said, quickly.

Saber took a deep breath before speaking again. Well, this was certainly showing off how wonderful it would be to work with Rider, and the other Saber. Perhaps they needed a break from this madness.

"I believe taking a rest would be the best course of action," she suggested.

"Tomorrow we'll hunt down that other mage and kick his ass," muttered Takako, as she headed for home.

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"Not much of a talker, are you?" said Sigmund. "Kids sure are crazy, aren't they? You have any kids? I had kids one..."

"I am fine, Rider. Just shaken from the experience." Sukoshi gripped the handle of his sword. "All my training seems worthless compared to the power of a Servant. More importantly, are you sure you are alright, Lancer?"

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"Yes, a rest sounds nice. Perhaps a plan shall come to us in our dreams." Archer said, slightly bemused by the situation.

The next morning Shirou awoke, his shouldered stung sharply as he sat up. The previous night had been a bit of a blur. His mind was still fuzzy from sleepiness.

Carefully, he got up and headed into the kitchen only to be halted by the single most surprising sight in his entire life.

Tohsaka Rin was in his kitchen.

No, it was more than that, Tohsaka Rin was in his kitchen in such a state of dishevelment that his brain could hardly process that was her. "T-Tohsaka?!"

Rin only grumbled out some indescribable words, seeming to have barely even noticed Shirou's presence.

It was at that moment Emiya Shirou realized something about the idol of their school. Tohsaka was not a morning person.

Sakura rang the doorbell to Emiya Shirou's house. She had not been smiling at all this morning, but then again she never really smiles until she gets here.

The familiar feeling of ringing the bell put a smile on her face, because she knew her Sempai would be on the other side of this door. She then opened the door.

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Kariya sighed. It had taken a good bit of the night to set up the bounded field and territory, but the school was set and ready before anyone had shown up. Once people started showing up he tested his spy system and indeed, he had things working just fine.

So then he proceeded to go replenish his mana as he was short on it, and if he wasn't careful he'd vanish. Having this boy as a master sure sucked...

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Shinji was dressed and on his way to school. He seemed rather non-chalant for a master. His confidence came from the knowledge that entering the schoolgrounds would mean being protected by Caster's bounded field.

As light started steadily bleeding in through the windows, the usually over-exuberant Rider was still fast asleep. Nuzzling her face into a particularly cozy spot, she remained in a blissful state of unconsciousness.

But, what she was nuzzling was certainly not the pillow she had fallen asleep on before. It was another type of pillow, one that she would be overjoyed to find herself upon had she been awake.

She was, quite literally, on top of her companion, Saber. She slightly smaller and more lithe body sprawled out across the stronger Servant's own. Her face was snuggly placed in-betwixt her bosoms, her legs sprawls out to either side, and her arms up around the Servant's head, fingers laced in her hair.

All in all, she looked very cozy.

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Aimi yawned and stretched as light shined into her eyes, causing her to pull her covers up over her face, before realizing she had pulled them over Jack as well. Carefully lowering them, she tried not to disturb the young-looking Servant as she shifted out of bed. Feeling around on her bedside table, she picked up her glasses and slipped them on her face, the world coming into focus shortly after.

Dressed in boxers and a large shirt that hid them from sight, she tip-toed out of the room and gently closed the door behind her as she exited. Heading into the kitchen, she pondered on what she should make for breakfast. Did Servants even eat? She wasn't sure. They probably didn't need too.. but they'd appreciate it. They were people too, after all.

Deciding that something energy-packed and filling would be a good choice, she decided to make some ham and pepper omelettes. She went into the kitchen and opened the fridge..

.. only to find that all the food was gone. Confused by the sight, Aimi stared blankly into the large appliance, her somewhat-groggy mind struggling to comprehend what she was seeing.

Archer yawned and got out of the bed. She hadn't exactly slept well, not that the servant particularly needed sleep, but it was nice to have nonetheless. It made her feel more human, in life she had always been either a beast, good only for hunting or a possession, to be sold to the highest bidder. She stretched a bit before looking down at the floor. Perhaps she had been a bit overzealous with the snacking, but in the wild she had always taken whatever food she could get, whenever she could get it. After all, she never knew how long it would be before her next meal. Of course, as a servant she didn't technically need food either, but old habits are hard to break.

Stepping over several banana skins, a bag that once hosted a loaf of bread and an empty milk bottle, the cat-eared Servant left the guest room, heading towards the kitchen. Her tail swished lazily as she entered but she quickly stood to attention when she saw her master staring into the almost-empty fridge.

Saber awoke to the sound of breathing. She opened her eyes to see Rider, fast asleep, head resting on her breasts.

She blushed beat red at the realization that her fellow servant was currently sleeping on top of her. She considered trying to wake the other servant up, but hesitated. The other woman looked so peaceful; and it wasn't as if the position was uncomfortable.

She shook her head, dispelling such thoughts. She was must definately not happy to be Rider's chosen cuddling target, no siree.

"Rider," she said. "Wake up..."

Shirou heard the doorbell.

"Oh no..." He knew what that meant. Sakura was here. How could he forget that she'd be coming! He was lucky she was this late, really. What will she say when she sees Rin? And more importantly, all these other girls!

He was dumbstruck and had no idea what to do or say, but he started walking toward his front door.

Aimi stood there until the cold from the fridge made her close the door. She stepped back, hand still on the handle after the door shut. Hearing footsteps, she turned her head in that direction, releasing her grip on the handle as she did.

"... I think we've been robbed."

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Rider mumbled something under her breath as she was stirred out of unconsciousness by Saber's voice near her ear. As she steadily started to take in the world around her, she first noticed that her eyes were still closed, and second that there was a pleasant, soft sensation underneath her cheek. And not pillow-soft either. It was bosom-soft.

Turning her head so her chin was down in-between Saber's breasts, she opened her eyes and looked at the other Servant. Her expression went from tired and dazed to a sly grin in no time at all.

"Well. Good morning."

Shifting a bit, she sat up a bit, hands on the futon on either side of Saber's head, and her legs pressed tightly against Saber's sides. She looked like a lion cornering her prey. Or maybe just a pleasantly-disheveled naked woman holding herself over another woman in a bed.

Yeah. That was a better visual image anyway.

Assassin blinked several times, and sat up. Where was Mother...? Groggily, she got out of bed and went to look for Aimi. Where could she be? Assassin yawned as she went to find her Mother.

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Rin grumbled, but was too bleary to actually say anything coherent. She was not a morning person, to say the least.

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Saber's eyes snapped open. She sat up, and reached back to smooth down her now-mussed hair. Well, that had been a pleasant rest... while it wasn't strictly necessary for Servants, it was still enjoyable.

Sigmund, meanwhile, as sleeping peacefully on the floor in front of Illya's bed. He probably should have been up by now; but at the moment, he was enjoying his nap.

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Saber blushed at even deeper shade of red. At the moment she was, in fact, cornered, and she knew it. Granted, she could probably throw Rider off of her; but she didn't consider that option.

At the moment, she was starting to wonder if their current position wasn't so bad.

Luckily for her, however, the doorbell rang about then.

"SOMEONE IS AT THE DOOR!" she yelled. "We should answer it! It's our duty to make sure that the person at the door isn't an enemy!"

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Takako groaned as she got off the cot on the floor that currently served as her bed. When she'd returned home the night before; she'd found that her bed, as well as the rest of the furniture in the room was gone. Apparently her uncle had thrown away most of her belongings in order to further motivate her to go after the holy grail.

Or at least, that's what he claimed. Lately, she was starting to have doubts about her uncle's actions. In hindsight, some of them seemed needlessly harsh; and taught her very little. The time he'd locked her in a freezer and told her to 'use magic' to keep herself warm came to mind.

However, she dismissed such thoughts. Her uncle had taken her in and taught her to be a magus. It was with his help that she was able to summon her servants, and enter the war. It was because of him that she was going to get her wish.

With a sigh, she walked out of the room, and headed for the kitchen. If she was lucky; her uncle would still be asleep and she'd be able to eat without him staring at her with that creepy glare of his.

Assassin stalked the shadows, never showing herself, never making a sound. Her master would be aware of her presence, but even that would only be vague. Assassin was given no orders, so at the moment she was simply protecting Takako, her master.

Sakura had already opened Shirou's front door and was currently slipping off her shoes. She wondered what was taking sempai so long to come greet her at the door. But sure enough, as soon as she thought that, Shirou appeared, looking a bit more worried than usual. Sakura was curious as to why, but smiled none the less as she greeted him, "Good morning, Sempai."

Seeing his face made her almost completely forget the previous night. He had always been a light of hope to her. A chance for a happier life.

Though, someone's rather loud yelling distracted her for the moment, "Do you have company sempai...?"

"Oh, alright," Rider said, her voice taking on a sulky tone as she stood up. "Let's go make sure we're not about to get murdered, shall we?"

Turning on her heel, the spiky-haired woman pushed open the sliding door separating the room from the rest of the house, and walked out to greet the new girl in all her naked glory.

Raising and eyebrow, she looked at Shirou, eyebrow raised and grinning, seemingly oblivious to her own state of undress. "You certainly have a lot of lady-friends. I'm a little jealous."