At some point, Doctor Roman had suggested we all ask each other questions to get to know each other better, but I believe he prompted it to get rid of the awkward silence that was hanging over us as we sat in the forest to camp for the night.

Naturally, I sat between Berserker and Mash, Archer relenting and sitting beside the female Servant (muttering his displeasure with the thought of sitting beside the massive man to my right), while Nero and the others sat across from us. The small fire that I had made very recently seemed that it would last for a bit longer, so we made use of it while we could, Mash coming back with a few fruits (hell if I know what they were; they looked suspicious and smelled off, but I had to eat something), which I roasted over the fire and consumed a few minutes later.

Never before had I regretted something so intensely.

But after this, and I was still recovering, that's when we were sitting in a tense atmosphere, glancing at one another. Save Archer, of course, who was simply sleeping as he sat. (How did he do that? I really should have asked him at some point.)

Of course, after Doctor Roman offered his idea, excited words were spilling out of Nero's mouth, all about herself and how great Rome was. This seemed to irk Archer, but he said nothing, much to my surprise. Berserker didn't seem all that interested, and neither was I until I suddenly found her finger in front of my face, demanding I introduce myself.

"Uhm..." I hesitated, not sure what to say.

"Well? Say something!"

"Uh...hi?" Nero nodded, urging me to continue. "I'm Ritsuka Fujimaru, and I'm a teenager who's been tasked with saving mankind...no pressure at all..." Archer snorted in amusement to my left but I chose to ignore him.

"You're so boring! Say something else!" Her harsh voice made me flinch, but Mash's hand that was placed on my leg in a form of consolation brought me back to the ground.

"I'm Ritsuka Fujimaru, born on a Monday, the sixth of December, 2000 in the Kumamoto prefecture in Japan," I said rushed, some words slurring together. Thankfully, Nero seemed to have caught it all and nodded again, silently asking me to go on. "Er...I have two mothers, no siblings..." My mind blanked, trying to find anything else noteworthy to bring up.

"Two moms?"

I looked up, turning to Mash who seemed a tad surprised. It took me a second to realize why.

"Well, yes - originally I had a mom and a dad, but they divorced at my mom's request and I stayed with her - she eventually remarried, so now I have two moms," I explained. Mash's mouth opened in an 'o' like shape, in understanding. Only now noticing, no one else in the circle seemed particularly phased by this.

Nero seemed eager for me to continue, Archer seemed as if he honestly couldn't care less, and Berserker was still gazing down at me with calm eyes. He seemed intrigued by the whole story, but wasn't getting caught up in that detail.

"Master, are you going to carry on?" Lancer's smooth and somewhat nasally voice brought my attention back to the present, though my focus was now on the Servant sitting across from me.

The forever-smiling man seemed laid-back as ever, his closed eyes still smiling at him. His almost-white green hair just barely hung over his black lashes, his lips curled upwards, as if forever amused.

"Oh - right, uhm - where was I?" I murmured.

Lancer leaned his cheek on his palm; "you've got two moms," he reminded and I smiled briefly in thanks.

"And, uhm, there isn't really too much interesting about that up until I was dragged off to Chaldea as a potential Master," I finished and Nero seemed to be much more pleased with this than before.

"I see, I see! Much more interesting!" She leaned close to me and I instinctively leaned backwards. I heard a snort from Archer but he made no move to stop the emperor.

"Er...can I help you with something?" I asked nervously.

"So, how many Servants do you have? Who are they?" She ignored my inquiry and went on with her own, making me inwardly sigh before thinking for a moment.

"Let's see...Berserker, Lancer, Archer, Archer, Lancer, Caster, Saber, Mash, Assassin, Berserker, Berserker, Rider...and Assassin," I murmured to myself, counting on my fingers before looking up to meet her curious eyes. "Thirteen Servants; Cú, Lancer, Gilgamesh, Emiya, Cú and another Cú, Artoria, Mash, Stheno, Heracles, Lancelot, Saint Martha and Camilla," I explained.

" 'Lancer?' " Doctor Roman questioned. "Did you not tell Ritsuka your True Name?"

The attention shifted to the Servant in question, whose expression showed no change, and merely tilted his head. "Oh, did I forget to tell you?" I nodded. "Well, th' name's Yōsuke. Nothing special."

There was a short silence, before Mash ventured to ask "where or what are you from?"

Unrevealing as ever, Lancer simply shrugged.

"My story ain't interestin'. I doubt any of y'all know it anyways," he stated.

Hearing his words, my mind immediately jumped to Emiya. He himself stated that his tales were nothing worth of note, that he wasn't exactly hero and that it wasn't worth looking into.

"Are you like Mister Emiya?" I made sure not to use 'Archer' for now, seeing as my primary Archer was just beside me and I didn't want to cause any confusion.

"I s'pose you could say that," Lancer shrugged.

"Well, you can always tell me later," I smiled cheerfully at him and he held up a hand in 'thanks,' before I cleared my throat, not wanting to confront the awkward silence that was fast approaching.

"Nero, do you have anything you want to tell us?"

Her eyes burst into sparkles as she stood up suddenly, throwing her arms into the air as well. "I'm so glad you asked, my dear Ritsuka!"

Suddenly, regret crept up my back.

We were going to be staying up all night listening to her again.

Okay, first author's note!

I was thinking over this little pack of vignettes and I realized I'd forgotten to mention this previously. This story, WYMB, is part of a larger...series?

I don't really know what to call it, but to describe it it's part of a large collection of stories, most of which having yet to be published, which are all related to one another and take place in the Nasuverse (more specifically, generally based off of the Fate series). I wanted to bring this up is because, if you are interested in reading or are reading Post-Meridian, one of the parts that's out right now, WYMB holds a lot of spoilers for the end of that, as well as the other books that will be in the Meridian series.

Also, I only recently realized that this story can be interpreted differently than intended, so I wanted to clarify that this story is not a romance story; more specifically, this story is not a Berserker/Ritsuka BL nor yaoi story. There is a reason I didn't put Romance as one of the genres. I have a lot planned for this collection of stories, and in no part of it is there a "Ritsuka falls in love with his Servant and acts like a shy rabbit when he's around him."

Everything I put in this is almost guaranteed to have a reason to be here.

There will be bits of romance included here and there, but, spoiler alert, Ritsuka ain't fallin' in love with no one.

That's just about it, thanks!