Disclaimer: Fate/Stay Night is property of Type-moon, RWBY is property of Rooster Teeth Productions, LLC. This work is purely fanfiction and as such earns me no income.

*May receive some edits in the future and maybe additional dialogue.

*Fresh post. May have more than few mistakes here and there. May update with corrections in several days or so.

**Warning**Rin is still in the process of recovery from her madness.

"Ready! Aim! Fire!"

The reverberating loud boom of cannon fire resounded in tandem as their heavy artillery Dust rounds hailed upon the Grimm. The monsters growled and roared as they were bombarded again and again by the full might of General Ironwood's Atlesian forces. The dissipating bodies of the slain Grimm were scattered all across the ground where the bombardment had hit.

It had taken some time, but the large amount of Grimm that had surrounded the area before, had now begun to disperse and flee, since they were unable to retaliate because of the device that kept them at bay. To stay there would only be allowing themselves to be slaughtered.

It has been several days since the battle ended with the strange enemies that the students and professors had encountered. Since then, General Ironwood has made it his top priority to secure the area as tightly as possible and bring in some of his researchers to examine the device that had been left behind by the ones responsible.

Even Professor Ozpin had arrived to examine it for himself.

"Remarkable…" he said as he closely eyed the resonating Dust crystals that rested upon the stone pedestal. "Just how on Remnant were they able to create this?"

"That's what we're here to find out."

Walking up from behind the Ozpin, General Ironwood had just arrived with a few of his researchers standing with him. With a signal from him, his people quickly began setting up their equipment all over the area, obviously eager to being their work.

"I've brought in some of the same people who had worked on our… problem a while back," he said. "Hopefully, they can understand how the device works. And if not, at least maybe give us a clue on who those people are."

He need not explain to Ozpin as to who he was referring to.

"Ah, yes," said Ozpin. "The Magical Cat Girl, Kaleido Ruby."

He smiled as he saw the confused look his friend gave him.

"Clearly, you've been too busy to browse through the CCTS. The video of our evil villainess seems to have 'blown up' as the kids these days say, all over Remnant. It appears that someone has given her a name, since she herself made no mention of it."

As the Headmaster of Beacon says, the video of Kaleido Ruby has garnished past millions of views on the CCTS. Many were quite amazed with the fluid and fast-paced combat of the villainess' servants versus the protectors of Remnant. Then there some who were also a bit enamored with the costume of the magical girl herself.

General Ironwood frowned.

"That video should have been confiscated and classified," he said as he remembered his subordinates informing him of that particular leak. "I thought that should have been obvious to everyone involved."

"You forget that our students are much too young to be expected to act like the soldiers you brought," chided Ozpin. He didn't seem too bothered by it. "Besides, it seems no one has taken the video seriously. Everyone seems to have assumed it to be a new TV show."

"You're joking…" Ironwood looked at his friend with disbelief.

Ozpin smiled a bit. "Let me give you a short synopsis of the video," he said as he took out his scroll to read from it. "An Evil Magical Cat Girl, together with her servants, declare their plans for the world's destruction while the brave Huntsmen and Huntresses from all over Remnant fight to stop her." He looked up at Ironwood with an eyebrow raised. "What do you think?"

"Well, when they say it like that…" sighed the General. "Even I have a hard time believing it was real."

"It's probably for the best though," said Ozpin as he put away the scroll. "This way, we can avoid inciting unnecessary panic over the populace. The problem now is on how we find and stop this 'Kaleido Ruby' from enacting her plans on the city of Vale."

"I already have my people investigating every lead they can. I can assure you that we won't just stand by and wait for Vale to fall."

Ozpin nodded his head gratefully at that.

"Thank you, James."

As the two were busy talking with each other concerning all of what's happened, a few students were observing them carefully from underneath a tree where they were taking a break.

"Think they know anything?" said Mercury who was leaning on the tree.

"Doubt it," Emerald said before taking a drink of water.

They were part of the few group of students that had been tasked with helping with wiping out the Grimm in the area. Most of them were the reinforcements that had arrived to help in the battle against the magical girl, since they were in better shape than the group that faced off directly with the villainess and her servants.

"I'm really curious to see that thing they've been looking at," said Emerald as she squinted her eyes to try and see better.

"Believe me, I know the feeling well," said Cinder as she sat casually nearby browsing through her scroll. "But the security here is too tight. And there are far too many people here right now for your Semblance to work our way in."

The General had made sure to put as many of his soldiers on security detail as he can for the entire area since there was a high chance that their enemy would come back to retrieve their property. There would be no place left unguarded or unwatched for the foreseeable future here.

"Those people sure did make a mess of things," said Mercury.

He wasn't just speaking about the hunters, but for their little terrorist group as well. The increased amount of Atlesian soldiers prowling around the city has made it a good deal harder for their own people to move around unseen. It hasn't helped that General Ironwood seemed intent on rooting out every single lead he can find and started cracking down on all underground activities all together while he was at it, effectively limiting the White Fang recruitments and preparations for their plans.

"This might not be so bad," mused Cinder, getting a curious look from both her subordinates. "We might be able to take advantage of this, if we play our cards right. Maybe things we'll even come out better for us."

She had a smug look on her face as the gears in her head thought up of how they can utilize the current situation for them. A plan formed that would ensure that their own party will come out on top.

"I can't believe what happened…"

In a corner of a rather plush room, Rin's face was boiling red from embarrassment as a video of her earlier performance was being played in the background. Sakura was by her side and trying to be supportive of her sister's current dilemma.

"It's really not that bad, Oneechan," she said with an awkward smile as she tried to get her sister's spirits up.

Illya, on the other hand, had a delightfully evil smirk plastered on her face as she replayed the video on her scroll again for the 3rd time.

"Don't think this is over. You'll pay for this, I swear it. One way or another, I will have you recompense me!"

"It wasn't my fault!" denied Rin with tears in her eyes. "I wasn't thinking clearly because of the outfit!"

"Illya, I think my Master has had enough…" said Saber.

The Servant tried to stop the homunculus from teasing her Master. Although, she wasn't really all that convincing since she looked to be trying to suppress a smile that kept creeping up on her face from watching her Master struggle with each comment she had made coming from the video. It was, after all, rare for her Master to be the one in such a state instead of the other way around.

Illya had been torturing Rin with the playback of the earlier encounter ever since Euly had brought it up to the others. Of course, she didn't miss out on taking advantage of said Magical Cat Girl about it.

"My, my," Illya said with a shake of her head. "Who's acting like a child now, Rin? Weren't you the least bit embarrassed saying all those tasteless lines? It's no wonder those people thought you were a bad guy."

Illya looked on with savage revelry as the magus backed away and quivered in her corner. "Like a middle-schooler with an overactive imagination. I never thought you had a side like that," she said, causing Rin to further sink into depression and embarrassment.

"I-It's probably because you did something with the dress or those weird mystic codes you made with it," defended Rin.

"My plans will continue on and there will be nothing you can do to stop me!"

"Ahhhh!" Rin cried out in shame. "Stop it, please! Just stop!"

"For your information, there was nothing besides cosmetic magecraft that were applied to those mystic codes," Illya answered with a huff.

The little magus was actually quite proud of those. It had taken her quite an amount of work to make those items. She had created them since she was a little unhappy about the fact that faunus only displayed one physical animal trait, something she couldn't quite overlook.

"You should be glad that I had Euly spread your new persona a good name," proudly stated the little white haired imp.

"…What?"

"That's right." Illya looked triumphantly at the paled face of Rin. "Everyone was quite receptive to it, and you're now known as Kaleido Ruby!"

"Noooooooo!" screamed out Rin.

The name seemed to have been the final nail to her coffin as her mind seems to have overloaded from the stimulus and had now shutdown.

"Enough already, Illya!" Shirou lightly hit his Master on her head with a chop, causing her to let out a small cry. "Can't you see that Rin's already out of it?"

True enough, Rin seems to have a faraway blank look in her eyes staring at the ceiling. She was now mumbling weird dark phrases incoherently as Sakura frantically tried to bring her sister back from the brink of nothingness.

"Owwie," Illya pouted as she rubbed the spot where Shirou hit her. "I was only getting back at her for all those mean things she said about me!" she argued.

"Even so, you've gone a bit too far, Illya," scolded Shirou seriously. "She was already feeling bad about her mistakes earlier. You really shouldn't have made her feel any worse."

Instead of feeling guilty about it, Illya looked defiantly at her Servant.

"Why are you taking her side again, Shirou? You're supposed to be MY Servant, not hers!" she said. "Always, you pick someone else and not me. Even though I thought we would be a lot closer after we became contracted…"

Shirou seems to have noticed that he must have hurt Illya's feelings.

"Look, Illya…" He said as he tried to reach out to her.

"No!" the little girl slapped the hand reaching out to her. "Shirou, you idiot! I hate you!" she yelled before running out of the room and slamming the door behind her, leaving Saber, Shirou, and Sakura all alone with the still out of it Rin.

After a few awkward silence passed, Shirou said, "…I should go after her."

Before he could leave, Saber grabbed his arm. "It may be best to leave her alone with her thoughts for now," she said. "I'm sure she will come back when she has cleared her mind."

Shirou looked uneasy but, nevertheless, nodded in response. He decided to help Sakura in helping out Rin than wallow in his guilt.

In the commercial district of the city of Vale, Illya walked aimlessly as she fumed silently because of how Shirou acted towards her, and more importantly, how she had acted and lashed out like a child.

"Stupid, Shirou…" she grumbled.

It was the truth that she was the oldest among them, if you didn't count the Servants. She was still older than Rin and Sakura, although her appearance and mental attitude was that of a young child.

But that just made it all the more worse on her because she understood that. She knew that she had gone too far with her teasing. But having Shirou point that out to her, just made her feel angry and jealous of Rin. It also bothered her that Sakura was supposed to be the youngest but was the one who acted the most mature of them. She just couldn't help feeling that way even if she knew she was the one in the wrong.

She stopped walking.

"What am I doing?" she asked herself, downcast.

"Illya?"

She looked up from her gloom to see her friend, Penny, standing at arm's length from her. The usually bubbly girl had a very concerned look on her face as examined Illya's face closely.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

Illya didn't know exactly what it was that compelled her, but her bottled up emotions broke open then as she saw her very first friend, making her lunge forward to hug Penny across the chest.

"Illya?!" said Penny in surprise.

*hic* *hic*

The distraught little girl began to sob on her friend's chest.

"Uwaaah!"

Illya grabbed on tightly and buried her face into her friend to make her crying a little less obvious to the people around them. She continued to sob as she held Penny close to her tightly. Her arms wrapped around the orange haired girl strongly, but Penny didn't seem to mind.

Penny didn't know what was wrong with Illya so she just proceeded to let her cry as she held her friend in her arms to wait until she felt a little better. She hugged Illya gently in her arms and proceeded to stroke the little girl's hair.

In a while, after Illya had finished crying a little bit, both she and Penny sat down on a porch in a corner of the street. Illya still held on to Penny's clothes with one hand, as if making sure that her friend wouldn't just vanish.

It was the first time Penny had ever seen Illya so vulnerable since they've met. They hadn't known each other for very long, but her white-haired friend was always smiling and bouncing with joy whenever they had met. It truly did make her happy that they became friends.

"Would you like to talk about what made you cry?" asked Penny. Illya frowned a bit, seemingly unsure. "I heard talking about your troubles with your friends can really help."

Finally, Illya nodded her head slowly in response. She told Penny of how she had a fight with her brother and how she was mad at him, but was also mad at herself for behaving so childishly when she knew she was wrong. Of course she tried to defend herself a little, and didn't tell Penny anything specific about their secretive life. She had only simplified and summarized the main points of the cause of her emotional distress.

"So you're mainly angry at yourself for acting like a child in that situation?" said Penny, a little confused. "Isn't that okay since you are one?"

"You don't understand…" frowned Illya, tears beginning to well up once more in her eyes as she realized that she couldn't tell Penny the whole story. "How can you, when there's so much you don't know."

Penny squeezed the petite hand of her friend that was holding on to her.

"Then make me understand," she said to Illya. "Tell me exactly why you're hurting."

"That's just it… I can't tell you." Illya couldn't tell her problems without revealing at least part of the full story about her, which would extend to exposing everyone else. "I'm sorry, Penny. I'm really grateful to you for being here with me, but talking to you about this… isn't going to work," she said as she shook her head. "I… I have to go now."

"Illya…"

Penny tried to stop her friend from leaving but Illya had already gotten up and was already about to cross the street.

"Illya, wait!" shouted Penny urgently.

Illya ignored the plea, and just wanted to get away faster. She didn't notice that the crosswalk hadn't turned green yet. The sound of a horn blowing caught her attention. Standing still in the middle of the crosswalk, she saw a truck coming down straight towards her. There was nothing she could do with it so close.

*Crash*

Her eyes were shut as she had looked away from death that came towards her. After a moment, she wondered why she was still okay. She opened her eyes to find herself staring at Penny's back. Her friend had stopped the truck cold in its movement with just her bare hands. It amazed her that Penny was able to do that, regardless of her being a huntress-in-training.

"Are you okay, sir?" Penny asked the driver, who was dumbfounded but managed a simple nod.

The girl turned and did the same with her friend. "Are you okay, Illya?"

That seems to have snapped Illya back into reality.

"Never mind me!" she said in a panic. "I should be the one asking you that! You just stopped a truck by yourself! Aren't you hurt?!" She had asked because she noticed her friend was trying to hide her hands behind her back.

People all around them started to gather as they watched the scene of the accident. Penny seemed to have seen this as more of a problem than the assurance of her well-being.

"I… I think I should go now," she said and quickly took off into a side alley.

"Wait!" Illya was the one this time trying to stop the other. "Penny!" she shouted as ran after her friend. She was a little too slow though and was already falling fast behind. "Please, Penny. Don't leave me!" she cried out desperately.

The desperation in her voice seems to have reached Penny, because the girl had halted and looked back to her friend.

"I'm… sorry I can't tell you about my problems," said Illya as she kneeled on the ground after catching up. "I'm sorry you got hurt because of me… and I'm sorry I'm not a very good friend!" As soon as she admitted that, the tears in her eyes stung as they trailed down her cheeks.

Suddenly, Illya was picked up from the ground and was being embraced by Penny.

"It's okay, Illya," whispered Penny in a soothing voice. "I'm not mad at you at all, and I didn't really get hurt." That seems to have stopped her friend's crying. She stood Illya back up on her feet and looked at her. "It's just that… I have my own problems that I couldn't really tell you about as well," she said as she showed the palms of her hands. "Something I was supposed to keep a secret."

On Penny's palms, Illya could see something that looked to be much like steel. There was no bleeding at all where the skin was completely grazed off.

"What…?" questioned Illya since she didn't really understand what she was looking at.

"I'm…" Penny looked slightly frightened as she watched Illya carefully. "I'm not a real girl…" she finished. "My father made me to be the first synthetic being capable of generating an aura. I'm not human, so to speak." Illya blinked in surprise of that.

"…You're a robot?"

Penny nodded. She waited for a few moments to pass as she let the information sink in. The reaction she received next was quite unexpected though.

"…That's… so cool!" declared Illya with wonder in her eyes, traces of her earlier sadness were already gone.

"Huh?"

"Does that mean you have like rockets in your feet?" Illya asked excitedly. "Can you shoot laser beams out of your eyes? Ooh! Ooh! How about transforming?! Can you transform or merge with another robot to become bigger?!"

It would seem that Mecha and robot anime have also been part of the selection of shows she had watched back in Japan. That would explain the starry eyed look she had as she gazed at her friend and expecting her to suddenly do any of the things she asked.

"You… you're taking this surprisingly well," said Penny.

"Hmm?" Illya tilted her head in question. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Because I'm not really a real person, Illya," Penny answered a little glumly. "I wasn't born like everyone else, I was made. Just like a doll…"

"You're not just a doll!" shouted Illya angrily, the forceful declaration greatly surprising Penny. "And you're not just a robot! You're my friend! Who cares if you were made or born?! That doesn't matter at all!" She remembered well her own existence as a homunculus and that of the others like her. "And if the people who made you think they can get away with treating you like a disposable doll, then I'll crush all of them," she said with a dark look in her eyes that sent chills down Penny's back.

"Oh, no, no, no," Penny quickly denied. "My father who created me is a real nice man and has treated me as if I was a true daughter of his. He would never think of doing anything bad to me." That seems to have made Illya drop her darker thoughts as her expression softened a little. "Even General Ironwood has treated me kindly."

"Thank goodness," sighed Illya in relief. "I thought that maybe they were abusing you or something."

"Why would you think so?"

Again, Penny saw the dark look return to her friend's eyes. For a few moments, Illya kept silent, seemingly struggling with the thought of telling the truth or not.

"…I guess it's only fair that I tell you my secret since you told me yours," she said after finally coming up with her decision. "But you have to promise!" She looked seriously at Penny. "Promise me that you won't tell anyone about this. Because if anyone found out… then, I won't be able to stay here anymore."

Penny seemed a taken aback by that, but nonetheless, nodded. "I promise," she said wholeheartedly.

Illya had wondered how to begin explaining to her friend, but then, an idea struck her.

"Here, watch carefully," she said as she gently held both Penny's hand in hers and closed her eyes.

Penny wondered what her friend was doing, but saw for herself in a moment. A faint blue light emanated from the damaged skin on her palms, and started to knit and mend together. Soon, her skin had, once more, covered any signs of the metal that lay underneath it.

Illya opened her eyes and smiled at her friend. "There, that's much better now."

"Wow," said Penny in amazement. "Was that your Semblance?"

"It's not a Semblance," answered Illya, confusing her friend. "It's just what you would call magic." That answer didn't really serve any less in wiping Penny's confusion. "I'm a magus, just like the magical cat girl you and Ruby encountered." Penny was wide-eyed at that. "Although, I think that Rin wasn't acting quite like herself at the time because of the outfit I gave her and how she wanted to keep her identity a secret," admitted Illya with a sigh.

Penny froze in complete surprise of the secret her little friend had just revealed to her.

"I hope Rider didn't hurt you or the others too badly," Illya said with a smile. "Archer did really well in trying to knock out the other students without hurting them, but I can't really say the same for Saber though."

"Illya…" Penny looked like she couldn't believe what she had just heard. "You… you're part of the people who want to destroy Remnant?" she said.

"No!" loudly denied Illya. "That's just a misunderstanding Rin caused! We don't want anything like that at all!" She pouted as she remembered exactly just how badly that happened. "We're only trying to protect ourselves and the city we live in."

The little magus began to explain some of the truth about them. A little bit of everything, except that they came from another world that is. She told Penny about magecraft, about Servants, about the dangers she experienced, and about how she wasn't really human as well.

That seems to have caught Penny's attention quite a bit. Illya had told her about being a homunculus, about as artificial as Penny was, in a way. She was a product of one of the greatest specialties of a long family line of magi.

"The Einzberns created me," she said. "Much like the maids we had at the castle." She remembered well the lifeless eyes of some of them. "…Disposable dolls made for the sole purpose of achieving their dream. We were nothing more to than tools to them." A sad look crossed her face. "Just like my mother before me, I was also supposed to die for their goal."

She was surprised when Penny hugged her.

"That sounds terrible," said the robo girl, as she tried to comfort her friend.

For a robot made of cold metal, Illya found her friend's embrace surprisingly warm.

"It had hurt…" she continued as she grabbed on tighter to Penny. "It hurt so bad when they cut me open every day." Penny was shocked that anyone would do such a thing. "Day after day they kept opening me up to make me stronger. All the while, they kept telling me lies about how my father had abandoned me and my mother, just so they could control me. Back then, I always thought of trying to get my revenge on him. It was only a while ago that I found out the truth that my father had always kept trying to reach me, but my grandfather always stopped him. If I hadn't met Shirou…"

She stopped in her story and stayed silent for a while after mentioning her brother.

"Shirou was so kind to me even after I had Berserker almost kill him," she said, making Penny feel a little worried about that particular tidbit. "And now I told him I hated him and acted like a child just because I couldn't help but feel jealous." She looked up to her friend. "I'm supposed to be older than them, you know? But I'm the one that always acts like a child, even after getting a new lease on life."

Penny rubbed the little girls head. "It's not your fault, Illya. You can't blame yourself for how you grew up," she said softly. "You never even lived as a proper little girl. I'm sure your brother and the rest of them understand that."

"You think so?" Illya asked in a hopeful tone.

"Of course. If you're brother forgave you for trying to kill him before, I don't see why he wouldn't now just because you said you hated him," said Penny jokingly.

Illya managed to giggle at that.

"Thanks, Penny. It's nice to have someone to finally talk to about it."

"Anytime for a friend!" Penny nodded.

Time seems to have passed by quickly as Illya told Penny more stories about herself. Such as the magecraft she was capable of doing and the short wonderful times she had spent with Shirou and the rest. Both girls hadn't noticed how late it was getting as they traded stories back and forth, giggling and laughing all the while.

Once it was dusk, Illya finally noticed just how long she had been gone from home now. She decided that she should leave now and make the trip back. She still needed to apologize to Shirou about how she had acted, after all.

"Penny," she said with a straight face. "You have to absolutely keep my secret!" Robot girl nodded affirmatively at this. "You can't tell anyone else about it, not even Ruby. Because as bad as the Einzberns were to me, there were still people a lot worse out there that could do even more horrible stuff to us if they knew who we are."

Illya was mainly thinking of the rest of the magi of their world as she said so. The Einzberns were cold and methodical in their research, like true 1st rate magi were supposed to be. But there were some 1st rate magi that even eclipsed them in that regard, more vicious in their experiments and ruthless in the cruelty of their work, all for the progress of their research.

"Don't worry, Illya." Penny saluted her proudly. "I swear no one will get a word about you out of me!"

And with that, the two had bid each other goodbye for the end of the day. Each took their respective paths home as they remembered fondly the feelings of comradery they've developed during their time together. It was a wonderful feeling that Illya considered to be one of the best experience she's had.

"…I'm home," said Illya weakly as she had arrived back her house, not really expecting anyone to hear her.

She didn't notice immediately, but Shirou was right there waiting for her.

"Welcome back, Illya," he said.

"S-Shirou?"

Illya had been preparing herself on the way back on how to approach her Oniichan, but this was a bit too sudden for her. All her plans had basically been thrown out, as she was now unable to think straight because the person she wanted to apologize to was standing before her.

"Forgive me, Illya."

Shirou seems to have beaten her to the punch. He bowed at a complete 90 degree angle towards her. The suddenness of an apology out of nowhere was also completely unexpected.

"I guess I haven't been a very good Servant or brother to you lately, if I couldn't even notice how hard you've been working for us as well," he said with his head still facing the ground. "I'm sorry that I—"

Before Shirou could finish, Illya had tackled him by his waist, surprising the tall young man.

"It's not your fault, Shirou," cried Illya. "You shouldn't be apologizing to me. I should be the one doing that." She surprised him by saying so. "I don't hate you at all! I don't hate Sakura or Rin! I just want us all to be together!"

"Illya…" spoke Shirou softly.

"I'm sorry for acting like a little kid, I'm sorry for teasing Rin too much, and I'm sorry for saying that I hated you!"

A small gentle smile appeared on Shirou's face. He knelt down and dried the tears of his Master and little sister.

"You don't have to act like an adult, Illya." He said as he looked into her eyes. "I don't want you to lose another chance at your childhood, something you've been denied of for far too long already."

"But I…"

"A crying face doesn't suit you," said Rin who had appeared behind Shirou with a small pout on her face. She was leaning against the wall of the hallway with her eyes looking away from Illya. "Even the face you had when you had Berserker try to crush me into paste, was a lot better than the one you have on now."

It would appear that the 1st rate magus has finally removed the madness that had gripped her earlier.

"Rin…?" Illya didn't seem to quite understand.

The jewelcraft-user sighed.

"Look," she said. "Everyone pitched in and made a lot of food right now so that we can just forget about our problems for now." From her side, Sakura stepped out and made a small wave at Illya. "Let's just drop everything and eat before the food gets cold."

"That's just Neesan's way of saying that she already forgave you," giggled Sakura.

Rin gaped at her sister's betrayal. "T-That's not true! There's nothing to forgive anyway since it's not like I would be affected by anything she'd say about me in the first place!" she adamantly denied while having a flushed face.

Given her state earlier, that was a complete and utter lie.

"You know, she was worried about you when it started getting late," continued Sakura.

"No, I wasn't!"

"I thought you wouldn't really care…" said Illya.

Rin couldn't quite look at Illya as she said, "Of course, I'd care even a little bit. A little brat wandering the streets at night is just inviting trouble for us." It would seem she still won't outright say her honest thoughts. "And stop overthinking things too much," she ordered. "Even if you are older, it doesn't change the fact that you have the body of a child. It's understandable that you act like one. So don't bother acting all mature when, even we, do stupid mistakes from time to time."

"Hehe," Illya giggled and smiled at Rin. "You did do something like that earlier." Being reminded of that, stung Rin's emotional wound again. "…Thank you, Rin."

Rin seems to have been caught off guard by that.

"I-It's fine! Don't thank people for something so simple, you runt! Anyways, you can stand there all day if you want, but I'm going to start eating."

Rin made a speedy getaway to their dining room to avoid further embarrassing moments.

"Honestly," sighed Shirou with a shake of his head. "For all her bluntness regarding everything else, she never gets to the point when it comes to these kinds of things."

"Don't worry, Shirou," smiled Illya. "I like Rin just the way she is."

"Let's hurry up and join the others then," said Sakura, seemingly glad that everything's been resolved. "Roman and the faunus have been hungry for a while now and… also a little bit uneasy." The presence of the Servants seems to have been the cause. "Saber and Rider have been a little too eager to start."

Both Servants have been planning their battle for the feast that lay before them. Their imaginary war with each other for food supremacy has gotten to the point that the intensity of their bloodlust has overshadowed the delicious smell of the food, and were know suffocating the others in the room with them.

"…It's almost time," whispered Saber as she glared at her opponent.

"Yes," answered Rider with utmost seriousness. "The battle will commence once the little mistress has taken the first bite."

"Hey, Hey, Ladies, please…" Roman said as he slowly backed away from the table with the faunus already behind him. "L-Let's not say things like that. You're making it sound like this is a fight to the death or something."

"The weak shall perish with nothing!" declared Saber.

"There is no room for compromise on this!" similarly said Rider.

The atmosphere from when they last fought both fought each other in the Holy Grail War was nothing compared to now. The air was heavy with anticipation, and you can almost see the waves of the heat of battle and sparks of conflict flowing within the room.

"…What the hell is going on here?"

Rin, who had just opened the door to the room, looked with her mouth agape at what was supposed to have been a sight of delicious comfort food and relaxing atmosphere. Instead, she was greeted by the scene of two powerful Servants having a stand-off of the Ultimate Holy Food War.

Yes, it would seem that childishness didn't seem to be related to one's age at all.

A/N:

The story still hasn't started on season 2 of RWBY. There's still quite a few things I want to do before the end of their semester break. Most of it will focus on RWBY since I can't just chalk out any of their character developments just because the Fate cast appeared.

I also want to say that I've thought up of a different plot point that could possibly completely diverge from the RWBY canon. It's just a possibility for something about volume 3 but it could be a suitable place for me to end the story, if I wanted to. I think it's an awesome idea but maybe I'll just spoil it to everyone someday if I can't make it. What happens will be great! But also... maybe not so great. The price might be too heavy for some people.

For those who have voted on my poll, I've made several oneshots that you guys could read. They are pretty short but I'm quite proud of how they came out. Tell me what you guys think about them on their reviews.