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... probably.

Time period is still set around several weeks before Season 2 happens.

"Don't hold back now."

Ruby smiled as she spun and twisted Crescent Rose to show that she was ready. Beside her, Weiss held Myternaster up to her face and assumed her proper combat stance.

"I don't need you to tell me that."

In front of the two partners, Flynt and Neon did much the same. They were eager for this match to get started.

"Let's get this show started already," said Flynt.

"Get ready for a beatdown!" declared Neon with a playful smile.

A mechanical voice began to countdown.

"Match starts in…3…2…1….BEGIN!"

Ruby pointed and fired her scythe behind her to propel herself at Flynt. Her scythe misses him as he ducks quickly with a hand holding down on his hat as he did so. Before she could get another swing in, he breathes in to his trumpet, blasting her away with the intense soundwaves it released.

Flynt smirks as he stands up. It didn't last long after a blue glyph appeared underneath him, and sent him a few feet into the air.

"Don't get too cocky now," smiled Weiss. With a flick of her right hand, several white glyphs appeared in the air behind her. Ice shards flew out of her glyphs and came flying at Flynt.

Neon jumped high into the air with her nunchuks, and bashed every single ice shard with it before her vulnerable partner got hit. They both landed on the ground in a moment, perfectly fine.

"You'll have to do better than that!" she said as she swung and spun her nunchuks around like Bruce Lee.

Weiss wasn't intimidated. "Oh, I know," she said as one particular large white glyph was already out above the air behind her. "Try doing that again with this!"

A rather large ice spear flew quickly at Neon.

"Down, kitty!"

Neon went on all fours as Flynt blasted the large chunk of ice with multiple soundwaves enhanced with fire Dust.

"Not bad for a Schnee," Flynt and all of his Killer Quartet tipped their hats off to Weiss before they were dismissed.

"My partner's not so bad herself," said Weiss.

Flynt looked down just as Ruby's Crescent Rose grabbed him by his legs and flipped him over. Ruby took the opportunity to jump on him and had her scythe's barrel blast a round directly into his abdomen, sending the poor boy crashing down into the ground.

"One down!" proudly proclaimed Ruby with a victory sign on her hand.

"…Don't count me out just yet."

Flynt flipped back up on his feet, and kicked Ruby's back, making her trip towards Neon. She was almost greeted by a nuchuk to her face if not for her partner's intervention.

"I told you to take this seriously!" Weiss said as she deflected the initial blow, and started fending off the fast and furious attacks of Neon.

"Switch!"

Weiss quickly turned her back and used a wind Dust charge against another blast of soundwave from Flynt as Ruby took her place to fend off Neon. They stood back to back as they faced off against the attacks.

"This is getting us nowhere," said Weiss.

"I've got a plan." Ruby kept her voice low as she whispered something to her partner.

"…Okay, got it."

Once Weiss and Flynt ran out of wind, Weiss made a glyph underneath her and Ruby. It created a wall of ice around them, blocking Flynt and Neon's view of the two.

"Think that getting cold will keep you safe?" Flynt chambered fire Dust into his trumpet again. "Let me melt away that notion," he said, right before he blasted at it.

But once the ice wall melted, they were surprised to see that their opponents weren't there.

"Heads up!"

Flynt looked up just in time to see Ruby's boots enter his vision. He got knocked out soon after.

Ruby made sure to aim her scythe at him just in case. "And stay down this time!"

"Forgetting someone?" said Neon as she whipped up fast behind her.

"No, she didn't."

Weiss slammed her blade down into the ground between the upcoming faunus and her partner. Ice encased Neon up to her neck, rendering her unable to move.

The Ice Queen pointed her blade at Neon's face. "Game, set, and match."

A loud buzzer rang, signaling the end of the fight.

"Aaaaand we have our winners!" loudly proclaimed Nora from the corner of the practice ring. "Let's have a round of applause for Ruby and Weiss!"

Their classmates and fellow hunters-in-training began to clap. It was only a small bit of applause when compared to their other school matches, since only Teams JNPR, SSSN, the rest of RWBY, and Penny were there. Still, an applause was an applause.

The students have been conducting combat practices diligently ever since their defeat at the hands of "Magical Cat Girl" Kaleido Ruby. They have done so as soon as everyone recovered and were fit enough to fight.

"I retract my previous statement," said Flynt as he sat back up from the floor. "You've got skills girl."

Weiss gave him a hand. "You're not too shabby yourself."

"I-If yo-you're a-all done patting each others back, I-I could u-use some help over here." Neon's teeth chattered from the cold ice. "I'm f-freezing!"

"No problemo!" Nora moved to the ring, hammer in hand. "I've gotcha!"

"W-Wait!"

Neon tried to protest, but Nora had already swung her hammer at the cat popsicle. She closed her eyes. Fortunately, the hammer did nothing but shatter the ice around her.

She opened her eyes to find herself perfectly intact. The colorful faunus sighed in relief.

"Frosty's melted, and now it's time for a little Bumblebee action!"

Yang slammed her fists together as she stepped up to the stage with Blake.

"Don't let us down now," Weiss said as she patted Blake on the shoulder. "Show them everything you've got."

"Give them a good smackdown!" added Ruby.

Blake nodded an affirmative, while Yang gave a thumbs up.

"Hey, why don't we have a cool partner name like them?" whined Sun to his partner as they got up to the stage.

"Dude," Neptune looked apprehensive. "I don't think it would work well for us guys."

"Of course it will! Just think about it! We could totally make Seamonkey work for us!"

"Dude…"

"See, because I'm part monkey and you're kind of water related… I think."

Yang snickered from the side.

"Hey! Are you guys going to be talking all day or are you going to show us some boy on boy action soon?!" she hollered at them.

Sun did not seem to have understood that. "You bet we'll show you how boys do it in Vacuo for real!" he hollered back, which caused Yang to snicker more loudly.

"Pfft! I-I'm looking forward to it!" Yang said as she struggled to keep herself from rolling on the floor. She also took a peek at her red-faced partner. "And it looks like Blake won't hold you back either!"

It would seem there was a lot more to Blake's Ninja's of Love book than the standard romance. Judging by the look on her face, she seems to have a mix of feelings about her monkey boyfriend's way with words.

Neptune just covered his face with his hand. "Dude, I don't even…"

"Just get on with it already!" Ruby shouted out from their audience seats, blissfully unaware of the meaning behind the bantering combatants. She just truly wanted to see the weapons used in combat. "We're here to see some action, so get your pieces out and work them!"

Weiss could only gape at the words she was hearing.

"Ruby…"

"Bwahahaha!" Yang couldn't stop it any longer, and was now pounding her fist on the ground as she continued laughing out loudly. "Stop it, just stop it! I'm getting killed over here before the fight even starts!" she begged as she teared up from laughter.

Thankfully, after Yang finally got it out of her system, they were able resume their match.

"How about a little kiss on the cheek when we win this?" Neputne cockily said to Yang.

"I've got your kisses right here," said Yang as she fired Dust rounds at the boys.

Neptune and Sun dodged and went separate ways charging the girls from the side. Neptune took on Blake, while Sun faced off with Yang.

The two yellow-haired fighters each threw a flurry of attacks at each other.

Yang was quick with her punches and kicks, but Sun wasn't letting any of it hit him. He deflected them with his staff, and even tried firing off some Dust rounds at her while he did so. The battle between them was at a stalemate with neither combatants landing any solid hits.

"Too bad you've only got four limbs," said Sun.

The monkey faunus used his tail to take Yang off balance after her leg came down from a high kick. He didn't waste the opportunity as he quickly spun around his staff to hit her in the stomach and her chin, right before he vaulted a strong kick into her.

Yang growled as she stood back up and psyched herself up for another clash.

Blake was having an easier time with Neptune. Her Semblance made it hard for Neptune to get a hit anywhere near her. The result was that she had managed to make dozens of small hits on the boy without receiving any damage back.

Neptune spund around his weapon in wide swings to hit Blake, but his blade only ever met the clones she left behind. Growing frustrated with the way things were going, Neptune charged up his spear, causing it to cackle with blue electicity. As he swung his weapon at another clone, the electricity jumped towards the real Blake.

She eeped as the current stung her arm.

"Don't tell me you're afraid of a little sting?" said Neptune smugly.

He quickly charged forward to keep harassing his opponent with his electrified weapon. He never got a clean hit on Blake, but that didn't matter as each of his swings and stabs continued to lightly shock her.

Blake kept backing away, trying to distance herself from Neptune. The boy chased closesly after her, not giving her a chance to do so. It got to the point where Blake had finally reached the edge of the stage as she struggled with blocking Neptune's electrified attacks.

"Time to say goodbye!" said Neptune

Blake smirked at him. "Okay, goodbye!" As Neptune was about to take his finishing slash down at her, she ducked quickly. Neptune was momentarily confused by this, which was before his partner crashed into him from behind thanks to Yang, knocking both boys out of the stage.

The loud buzz that followed soon after signaled the end of the match.

"Aaaaand the match is over! Seamonkey loses by ringout! Team RWBY's Yang and Blake wins the-!"

Nora's happy announcement cutoff for some reason. And instead of a round of applause, it was only Penny who who was clapping by herself, while the rest of the spectating students had a surprised look on their faces.

Blake stood up to see what was wrong. She could see the others were looking at the stage but did not understand their surprise. She looked back at Yang who also wore the same look but staring right at her.

It was then that a cold realization dawned upon her.

She quickly moved her hands to check her bow… only to find that it wasn't there.

From out of the stage, Sun groaned.

"Dang… that was a good match," he said as he massaged his head. "Oh hey, I think I accidentally grabbed your bow, Blake." He saw the black piece of cloth in his hand and was about to offer it back to her when he stopped as he looked at Blake's mortified expression.

"Blake…?"

"I-I… I'm sorry!" she loudly shouted before running away from the stage and escaping away from everyone's sight.

Murmurs started among the students left.

"I didn't know Blake was a faunus," whispered Jaune.

"I don't think anyone knew," Pyrrha could tell that easily just by looking at everyone else's reaction. "Not even her own team apparently." She looked at the direction of the rest of Team RWBY. Ruby looked just as shocked as the others, but what stood out to Pyrrha was the bitter and angry look Weiss had.

"Blake's a faunus…?" said Ruby from where she sat. "But why would she hide that from us?"

"Because she's a liar…" Weiss answered with gritted teeth and clenched fists.

Ruby seemed more surprised by the how easily Weiss could call their friend and teammate that.

"That…" she said unsurely. "I don't think that's it. At least, I don't want to believe she would without good reason to."

Weiss turned on her. "You could believe what you like! The truth is that she's been lying to us this whole time!" Her voice was probably a lot louder than she had meant it to be, and everyone else seems to have heard her.

She didn't care.

"Who knows what else she's been hiding from us?! You can't just keep something like that a secret!"

"Hey!" Sun shouted back from the stage at them. "Just because she's a faunus doesn't make her a criminal," he defended. "Would you have treated her any differently if you knew she was a faunus in the first place?"

"Of course not!" declared Weiss with a scoff.

Few people seemed to believe her.

"Yeah, right." Neon wasn't subtle with her disbelief. "The heiress to the great Schnee Dust Company wouldn't treat a faunus any differently from humans. How many times have I've heard that before from one of their PR campaigns."

"Don't start accusing me here!" Weiss yelled back angrily. "I'm not the one who lied here!"

Flynt put a hand on his partner's shoulder and looked up at the Ice Queen with a hand on his hat. "You sure about that?" he asked. "Because it sounded a lot to me like you lied just now about not treating her any differently." His eyes weren't accusing but seemed a bit more concerned. "…A lot more to yourself than to anyone else really."

Weiss took a surprised step back. "You… you don't what you're talking about!"

"Weiss…"

She saw the innocent silver eyes of her partner filled with concern.

"Enough!" she declared. "I will not stand around being blamed for something that is clearly not my fault!" With quick and furious strides, she started walking away. "You can think what you like of me, but the point still stands that Blake had been lying to us." That was her parting words to the people left.

The atmosphere was quite heavy for someplace that had been filled with boisterous cheers just a few minutes ago.

Yang scratched her head as she looked around the dreary mood. "I guess the cat's out of the bag now."

The silence was momentarily disrupted by the collective groan of the students.

At the foot of a bunch of rocky hills not too far from the city of Vale, the ground continually shook from a myriad of sudden shocks and booms. The earth and stones that had dotted the landscape was visibly split and broken just recently. A few craters had littered the once serene outline of a small babbling brook nearby.

On opposite sides of the brook, two figures stood apart facing each other, a man in red holding a sword in each hand, and a woman in black with chained metal stake daggers in hers.

"I'm not complaining or anything, and I think that sparring with each other is a good experience, but I have to say that you seem to be taking this quite seriously." Shirou's eyes never once drifted away from his opponent's form as he talked. "Is there something you wish to talk about or have I done something with your Master that has displeased you?" he said with a small smile that wasn't visible due to the red shroud that hid his head.

"You've done nothing to her that I can speak ill of," said Rider. "If anything else, I should give you my thanks for making her truly happy since our days here."

Shirou knew Rider well enough to know that she valued Sakura above her own life. "If it's not about Sakura then you've got something else you want to talk to me about." He couldn't think of anything else that Rider would ask him about that she didn't want the others to hear, going as far as asking him to a far out location to spar as an excuse.

Rider was momentarily silent at his statement.

"Our spar is still a little lacking." Instead of answering, she switched to a different topic. "How about a wager, Archer?"

Shirou sighed inwardly at Rider's stubbornness. But still… he was curious as to what she had planned to wager.

"Ho? So what do you have in mind?" he asked.

Rider relaxed and withdrew from her combat stance to stand straight. "To the victor, a single wish is given. Nothing impossible like a command spell, but just one simple request that the defeated will be honor bound to fulfill."

"Something like that…" Shirou furrowed his eyebrows in thought as he too dropped his guard a little.

He couldn't really think of anything he could ask her of that she wouldn't have done so regardless. Rider was actually quite amiable with him whenever he had asked for help in chores and such. There was just nothing for him in that kind of wager.

"You can ask of me anything and I will answer it if you've won," she said. "The reason why I wished to speak with you alone. However, if you are defeated, then you shall not know of it and be under my request."

"The conditions of the wager seems to weigh heavily in your favor," pointed out Shirou.

"Not at all," said Rider. "You do not have to ask me what my reason is for bringing you here." Shirou was confused by that. "You could tell me to strip for you, and I would do so." Now Shirou was completely taken aback with surprise.

Rider wasn't finished.

"If you wished… then perhaps something else…" she said as her slender fingers trailed on some of her tender curves.

"D-Don't be stupid!" Shirou stammered in embarrassment as he looked away from Rider, a little bit too late as his imagination was in complete overdrive at what he had seen of the Servant. "I would never ask you to do something so selfish and against your will!"

Rider gave him a smile at that. "Truthfully, I know you wouldn't."

Shirou gave a big sigh as he realized that Rider was only teasing him. "Please go easy on me, I already have Rin to deal with when it comes to this type of thing. She also seems to have influenced her sister now." He hadn't expected Sakura to make such bold jokes towards him before. He could only pray that Saber would continue to be so innocent and free from her Master's influence.

"So what say you, Archer? Will you accept my wager?"

"Really…" Shirou could tell that this was part of Rider's plan all along. "If this is how you want things to go, then I won't decline." He looks up seriously at her while flipping his blades at the ready once more. "However, I hope you hadn't planned on winning against me, because I will certainly aim for victory in this match."

"It would be an insult if you did not," said Rider as she too prepared herself.

Silence settled between the two Servants as they watched each other for the first to make a move. Only the sounds of the wind blowing through the trees and the water running through the creak between them were heard in the calm before their inevitable clash.

When a fish splashed away in the creak, as if on cue with that, Rider threw one of her chained spikes at Archer. He deflected it easily with Kanshou as he also used the opportunity to run towards her. His blades momentarily clashed with the chains of her weapon as he tried to press his strength down upon her. The black clad Servant's physical strength was stronger than his, but he had already known that.

No sooner had Rider tried to press back with her strength, Shirou had dismissed his swords, causing her to press forward with too much momentum. He quickly seized the opportunity and kicked her on her side. She was thrown from the impact of his leg to a few feet away from him.

As Rider skidded to a halt, she pulled on her chains that she had somehow wrapped around Shirou's leg that had kicked her. He was almost dragged down to her, if not for summoning back his two blades and impaling them on the ground.

Shirou threw his white sword at her as he still held on to his black sword. The elegant white blade spun towards Rider's neck. It missed as she bent back her head to avoid it, narrowly passing above her face. Her brief movement, however, was enough for Shirou to release himself from the grip of the chain on his leg.

"You really are quick, Rider," said Shirou as he picked himself up from the ground. "Let's see just how quick you are." He traced Kanshou again in his hand, and threw it and Bakuya at his opponent.

Rider easily sidestepped the blades thrown at her. She was about to counterattack, when more of the same blades were thrown at her, keeping her at bay.

She had tried to approach steadily through the barrage of blades, but Shirou kept his distance from her as he continued to rain down on her. The ground shook and cratered from the impact of the blades that she dodged behind her. While dust and debris from those were no problem for someone like her who didn't rely on vision, the real danger was from the blades that still flew from behind that she could tell were about to boomerang back to her.

As soon as she noticed this, Shirou had reversed his direction and engaged her in melee to prevent her from dodging the blades coming at her back.

"It's my win," declared Shirou as his blades pressed against Rider's daggers. "Now will you tell me what's this all about?"

The battle wasn't over yet, but Rider did answer him. "…I want you to take me out on a date."

"…What?"

Rider used Shirou's momentary confusion and used the same trick he had done on her earlier to pull him down to the ground. The blades coming from behind her passed over them as she flipped him over and ended up straddled on top of him with her daggers pointing at his neck.

"It would seem victory belongs to me," she said, her long purple hair flowed down to his chest.

Shirou could not speak for the moment. He didn't know if it was due to the shock of losing or at the statement Rider had said earlier. "…Rider… is that true?"

Rider made no motion to leave her position. "Yes…" she simply answered.

Shirou looked troubled by this. "But Sakura-,"

"My Master has given me her blessing to do as I wish," she said to him.

What she didn't tell him was that her Master seemed to have been actually delighted by that when it came to light. Sakura had asked her one evening when they were alone together doing some chores. Her Master had bluntly asked her if she felt anything at all for Shirou.

Rider had wanted to say no, but her Master had stared her directly in the eyes, intent on seeking out the truth from her. When she had told her that there might have been some feelings for him that she did not understand completely as of yet, Sakura wholeheartedly told her that she'd be really happy to share Shirou with her.

"Sakura did…?" Shirou did not understand what his lover was thinking of doing so.

"Of course, if you are entirely against it, I won't force you to."

Shirou could sense that there was a little sadness in Rider's voice. While he had always thought Sakura to be the love of his life, he had always found Rider to be beautiful beyond compare whenever he saw her. But part of her strange beauty was the way she had seem to isolate herself from everyone else sometimes, as if looking back to her past.

"…I think I'd like the idea of getting to know you more, Rider." He said so, much to the surprise of the woman on top of him. "A win's a win, right? The defeated should not make complaints of the victor."

Rider smiled.

"We should probably head back now," she said as she picked herself up off of him. "The customers should start picking up soon." She held out a hand to Shirou, which he gladly took.

Shirou figured this is the reason why Sakura had readily agreed to cover for them until they returned for lunch hour.

"So where would you like me to take you?" he asked.

"Aren't you the one taking me out on a date?" Rider said with a playful smile before turning her back to him. "I hope you have a good place in mind." With that statement, she sped away.

Shirou scratched his head in mild frustration. "It's not like I'm an expert on dating women. I can barely understand what's going on in their mind as is." The women in his life seem to have nothing short of surprises for him at every corner.

"I've returned." Medusa greeted Sakura in the kitchen as she entered.

She had expected to be barraged by series of inquiries from her Master about how her talk with Shirou went, but there appears to have been something else on Sakura's mind, based on the slightly concerned look she had on as she looked up from cooking at Medusa's arrival.

"Did something happen?" asked Medusa.

"…There might be," said Sakura unsurely. "Ms. Belladona arrived and seems to be looking for you."

Medusa didn't see how this was a cause for concern though. "I shall go ahead and see her. Please excuse me until then." Sakura didn't seem to mind.

While Medusa didn't understand why her Master seemed so concerned, she was more enthusiastic about meeting her friend. After all, it was Blake who had encouraged her to speak out her mind and ask Shirou out on a date.

Sakura had indeed given her blessings in regards to her feelings for Shirou, but she had still been unsure on how to approach the matter with him. It was during one of her occasional small book discussions with Blake that the cat faunus had insisted she ask him out on a date.

Well… not in the way she had asked, but still… a win's a win as Shirou had said.

Immediately Medusa realized something was amiss. "…Blake?"

Blake sat at the corner table of the room, alone and with a dejected appearance. She looked up as her name was called.

"Where's your bow?" asked Medusa with furrowed brow.

"…They saw it…" Blake gave a painful smile at her. "…They saw me." Tears started gathering in her eyes. "I don't know what to do!" she cried into her hands after her tears began to fall.

Medusa moved quickly to comfort her friend. She didn't need to guess what had happened. Her only concern for the moment was easing Blake's pain by giving her a shoulder to cry on.

After crying her eyes out, Blake told Medusa exactly what had happened.

Having her secret be outed in the open for all her friends to see… it was just too sudden for her. She couldn't stand to look at the faces of what they had just discovered about her, so she ran. The fear that had built up about hiding herself for so long had rushed out all in that one moment on that stage.

They knew she was a faunus.

She had hid that fact from them for all this time they've known each other, and there was still a dark secret they still didn't know about her.

What would happen if they found out she used to be part of the White Fang?

"I can't go back…" she whispered quietely with her head on her friend's shoulder.

Medusa wanted to encourage Blake that her friends would most likely be alright with her, but the faunus seemed to distraught right now to even consider that, it would seem.

She nodded in understanding and gave an encouraging smile at Blake.

Later, after business hours were over, Medusa had called for everyone but the faunus staff to meet up with her in the kitchen.

"So what's this about, Medusa?" asked Rin as she leaned back on the kitchen table. "I have to say that you're the last person I would think of to call all of us for a meeting." That fact alone seems to have lit her curiosity.

Illya was sitting down and munching on some leftover desserts on the table. "That is true," she agreed with crumbles on the side of her mouth. "As far as Servants go in the war, only Berserker would outrank you in how quiet and obedient you are."

"Has there been any problems?" Shirou asked as he wiped away the crumbs from his sister's mouth.

Medusa shook her head at that, aware of what he meant by it. "This has no relation with the authorities, or discovery of our secrets," she said.

"It still seems to be a serious matter if you've called for this meeting yourself," pointed out Saber. She was still wearing the short skirt maid outfit version of what the staff normally wore, since the shop had just closed.

"Yes," admitted the purple haired maid. "I would like to make a request." Everyone pricked their ears for what she would say. "I would like to request that we give a room to Ms. Belladona temporarily at the manor."

There was some surprise among everyone at that. All except Sakura, who had been meekly quiet to Medusa's side. She seems to have already understood her Servant's intentions after she had spoken to her about Blake's situation.

"You know we can't simply do that," Rin declared with a fixed a glare at her. "We would be putting our entire work at risk here."

"Which is why I had come to ask everyone about it," said Rider as she remained cool under the pressure of Rin's glare.

"It's not like we would be performing our magecraft right in front of her, Neesan." Sakura also pleaded on Medusa's side. "We've place everything important under lock and key so she would never find anything out while she stays with us. There is little chance that she would discover our secrets."

Rin frowned. "A little chance is still a chance."

"Then how about we put it to a vote?" her sister offered. "We'll go with majority rules."

Rin thought long about it before nodding her head in response. "I'll consider a tie a win for us against it still," she spoke resolutely.

Neither Medusa, nor Sakura complained about that condition, since they were asking for a lot.

It did not need to be said that both Master and Servant were for it, so Sakura looked to the next person to ask their opinion.

"It's fine, isn't it?" said Illya. "She's a good girl after all."

Although Illya was all for it, her intentions weren't so pure as helping out a friend. Not entirely, at least. She still hasn't found anyone else willing to act as her models for her hobby. The faunus workers were too busy with their jobs, same goes for everyone else. Also, even if they did have time, they went out of their way to avoid her whenever she came running out with her latest creations.

Having a guest could change that. A cat faunus to boot too.

"Rin has a point, Rider," said Shirou. "While I'm glad you're willing to help out a friend, we can't put ourselves in danger in doing so."

That was a point against.

Saber also sided with her Master on this.

"That's three for three," said Rin. "It's our side's win." She didn't gloat since she did feel a little bad for turning down a rare request from Medusa.

"Shirou," spoke Medusa. "That promise from earlier, please allow me to change that."

"Promise…?" Rin queried. "What promise?" She looked at the white-haired Servant for an explanation.

"You'll go that far for a friend, huh?" Shirou sighed and stared back seriously at Medusa. "I've changed my mind. Ms. Belladona can stay with us."

"Hey, wait a minute!" adamantly protested Rin. "You can't just-!"

"And with that we have four votes against two!" happily cheered Sakura.

"No, that's not-!"

Illya cheered as well. "Yay! I've got just the jammies planned for her!"

"Thank you, Shirou." Medusa was very grateful to him.

Seeing the Servant gave her wholehearted thanks had just completely deflated Rin's opposition.

"Give it up, Rin," said Saber to her Master. "It seems the matter has already been decided." She handed her a cup of warm tea.

Rin sighed and quietely accepted the tea along with her defeat.

"This better not blow up in our faces…"

A/N:

So my updating speed has slowed for a bit. Not for a lack of ideas, but mostly due to a lack of time. I guess same things that will inevitably happen to all writers here.

Although my reasons are much more mundane now than at the beginning...

I am level 243 Pyro 3 Sorc 3 in Tree of Savior. With a lvl 132 QS 3 Sapper 1, lvl 134 Archer 3 QS 2, and a lvl 43 Swordsman 2 Hoplite 1

My gaming habits aside, I still plan on finishing this fic someday. If I ever discontinue this fic or writing at all, I will post it on my profile. I won't just leave without explanation for longer than 3 months, probably. That is unless I die, or become seriously injured and hospitalized.

As always, please read and review. It will help me if you can point out some mistakes in spelling, grammar and inconsistencies as well. Please do try to make constructive criticism rather than blatant dislike.

P.S.

Again, I can't reply to people who do not have accounts here (This is mostly information just in case for that italian guy from my other fic). I also can't answer every single one sometimes. I've left too many unanswered for too long and answering them now will just be a bit too late. If you really needed me to answer something, just shoot me a PM.