A/N: Enjoy the chapter! :D Also, beware of this chapter. There is lots and lots of denial in this one (and fourth wall breaking?).

Talk of Fates

Saturday Evening - October 8

"Do, do, do", Cú Chulainn hummed, as he continued to wash the dishes that seemed to have piled up in the sink within a day. He looked at his watch - 7:45 PM, it read. He had not seen his younger brother since that morning when Diarmuid introduced him to the short woman named Arturia. "Must be having a lot of fun with her. If only I could go out as easily as he could...well, when he has glasses on that is", he added, remembering his brother's damned mole that had caused all of the problems he had had in his first relationship. Suddenly, Cú heard the door open, meaning that his brother was finally home.

Cú leaned back to look past the wall that separated the entrance and the kitchen and see the male he had been thinking about a moment prior. He smiled at realizing that his brother actually looked happy for once, instead of down and gloomy as he usually seemed to be. "Hey, Dia", he greeted, catching the other Irishman's attention. Diarmuid looked up with a slight blush on his face as a worried look came upon it (for he knew what was coming), causing Cú to chuckle and grin mischievously . "Aw, look at my baby brother, blushing and smiling like an idiot. Are you in love, Dia? That's so cute! I should call Mom and tell her that you finally found a lass. She's going to be so happy to hear it. In fact, I'll call her right now", Cú stated, drying his hands off with a nearby towel and reaching out for his smartphone that was sitting beside the sink.

"I'm not in love with Arturia! We are just friends! How many times will I have to tell you this?" The blush had gotten worse, making his handsome face look pure red like a tomato. He looked away to keep his brother from seeing it, but he had little to no success. Cú smiled and shook his head.

"The number of times I say it until you two start dating", he responded, putting his phone down and returning to finishing up the dishes. "Should I start to look for my own lass now, so I don't have to later? You know, speaking of lasses. I saw a pretty adorable one earlier today after you left when I was out getting groceries. Purple eyes like beautiful amethysts and golden hair like the sun - she was absolutely gorgeous. I first met her about a week ago or so. She needed help getting out of 'the route of the unknown'", Cú told him, recalling the lass whom he had met a little over a week earlier. Diarmuid thought for a moment, wondering if those descriptions were of Arturia's best friend and roommate, Jeanne d'Arc.

"Wait, you say she had blonde hair and purple eyes?" Diarmuid questioned, after he sat on the couch.

"Yeah."

"Did she have short hair in the front with a long braid in the back?" Cú looked at Diarmuid with a questioning look, then soon nodded. Suddenly remembering something, Dia took out his phone, trying to find the picture that Arturia had sent him a few days prior. Once finding the image, the amber-eyed Irishman showed his phone to his brother. "Did she look like this?" he questioned. Diarmuid's older brother smiled, replying "yep, that's her". A loud laugh came from the younger male. Cú tilted his head slightly, confused as to why his younger sibling was laughing. "Haha, sorry! It's just - haha! - that was Jeanne that you met. She actually lives with Arturia. They're best friends. She's super nice", the raven-haired man continued. A smile made its way onto Cú's handsome face, as he thought of an idea. He walked up to the piece of furniture after drying his hands once more.

"Oh, is that right? Can I meet her? I would love to get to know such a lovely lass. You could invite her and Arturia over here anytime, her especially." The blue-haired man leaned up against the back of the couch and looked at the other Irishman. Diarmuid frowned at the cougar-like tone in the male's voice, knowing all too well what the elder one was thinking. He seemed to always get that way whenever he found a woman who seemed to spark his interests.

"No", Diarmuid growled. The smirk was wiped off of Cú's face within a second. "I'll let you meet her, but please don't flirt with her. She's so nice, and you're...well, nice, but - how shall I say this?" the barista thought to himself. "You."

"Gee, thanks. I'm glad to know that my little brother, who I let live with me without paying rent or bills or for food, really appreciates me. Thanks, Dia", Cú stated in a sarcastic tone, turning back to the kitchen and going to the refrigerator.

"Oh come on, Cú. You know what I meant." Diarmuid saw his kin roll his eyes.

"Yes, I know what you meant. I just want to meet the lass. It's not like I'll try to get her pants off or anything. I only want to meet her." The raven-haired Irishman frowned once more, for his brother was doing nothing to reassure him that it was going to be fine if he had Jeanne meet Cú. "And hey, we could always have a double-date sort of thing, you know? I mean, you're obviously in love with Arturia, and I would really like to meet Jeanne...properly I mean. So, it's perfect. And, we're both single and ready for a lass. Or at least, I am. I'm getting sick and tired of not having anyone as company besides you and Archer, which isn't really saying much." Diarmuid recalled his brother's rival whom he spoke of.

The man, Archer, was a tall and tan man with white hair and gray eyes, also having a nihilist-like attitude that overshadowed all of his possible good qualities. The two had always hated each other, yet always hung around each other for a reason unknown. The two were complete opposites, but Archer was the only one Cú really knew since Archer lived right beside them. Of course, Cú had other friends such as his best friend, Ferdiad, and his former chauffeur, Laeg, but they were both back in Ireland.

Diarmuid sighed before replying. The feeling that had come over him the first time he looked at Arturia made its way into his stomach once more, before he answered his brother. "...Ugh, I'll think about it. I just don't want you screwing this up for me. I really like Arturia, and she's cool to hang out with" Cú grinned before making his way back into the kitchen to finish up cleaning. "But, that doesn't mean it's going to be for sure. I'll ask Arturia if she and Jeanne would like to spend time with us sometime next time I see her, which will be tomorrow night." Immediately after saying this, Diarmuid regretted it. His brother let out a loud laugh once more, causing more blood to flow to the twenty-three year old's cheeks. It must have been a new personal record for how many times he could blush in a single day. "I-it's not what you think. W-we're just hanging out! We aren't going on a date!"

"Haha! Sure, you aren't!" Cú laughed. His younger brother crossed his arms, narrowing his eyes, before smiling and starting towards his room.

"Fine, I guess I won't ask them. I mean, Jeanne was going to be hanging out with Arturia and me tomorrow as well, but if you don't want me to ask them then I-" Diarmuid spoke up before abruptly being interrupted by the blue-haired male.

"Oh, is that right? Well then, why don't I just go with you three tomorrow? That way, you don't have to try to find another date and time. It'll save you some planning." The younger Irishman looked back at his brother, who had continued to finish up washing the rest of the dishes. He sighed before replying.

"Ugh, fine. I'll let her know that you'll be accompanying us", he responded, as he walked back to the couch and collapsed on it. There was a small moment of silence between the two of them before Dia saw Cú dry off his hands for the last time and walk towards the chair in the living room, sitting on it and taking out his phone. "Hey, Cú", the amber-eyed Duibhne called out to his brother, who tilted his head up with a questioning look. "Why don't you just buy a house or maybe even build one? Why are you still renting this apartment? Seriously, it's not as if you're poor. You have the money to get a house." Cú shrugged.

"I don't know. I just haven't really looked into buying a house. Plus, I really like this apartment. It's not too big, not too small, and the view is absolutely amazing." Diarmuid nodded his head in agreement. "Plus, I don't really want to actually buy a house until I get a girlfriend. I don't want to buy a house only for my future girlfriend and I to want to buy a different one some time later. I just think that it would be better for me to wait. And, I would really like to have the whole experience of a serious relationship", Cú continued. His sibling tilted his head.

"What do you mean the whole experience of a serious relationship?" he asked, wanting his brother to make it clear as to what he exactly meant. He had a feeling he knew, but the answer he would expect to hear was not one that he would expect to come out of the other male in the room. For all he knew, Cú wasn't one for very serious and intimate relationships. The blue-haired Irishman shrugged before setting down his phone.

"You know, things like going on dates regularly, getting married, buying a house, having kids – those types of things." Diarmuid's eyes widened, for the exact answer he wasn't expecting Cú to say had just come out of his mouth. "What? Is that really so surprising? Come on, Dia. I may not be as pure and innocent as you, but that doesn't mean I have to have dirty and guilty dreams. I can have normal dreams too." The younger of the two shook his head before grabbing his own phone and looking through all of his social media accounts.

"How long will you be 'trying' to have kids?" A pillow suddenly hit his face. He had to admit though. He deserved it.

"Shut the hell up, Dia. I didn't ask for your sass." Again, he probably deserved that. "And to answer your question, that's for me to know and you to never find out. So now that you know about my hopes and dreams for the future, what would you like to experience with your future girlfriend and, or wife?" Suddenly, fake coughs erupted from the singer with a small "Arturia" in between them. "Sorry, I seem to be getting a bad cough right now. Maybe, I'm getting sick of you being here." Diarmuid glared at him before replying.

"Well...after I leave you and your depressing-ass lifestyle of hiding your identity when you're not on stage, I plan to also find myself a lass and do what you just described only with better results", he retorted with a sassy tone. Cú raised his eyebrows before chuckling.

"Ha! How long has it been since you looked in a mirror, Dia? You're calling me depressing when all you really do is work, not paying rent or paying for food or going out and having a drink or two? Ha, being a little bit of a hypocrite, aren't you?" At this, the pillow that was previously thrown into the raven-haired Duibhne's face was thrown back, all the while Cú was laughing hysterically.

"I don't have to say you're coming with us tomorrow!" The red-eyed male let out a few more chuckles before looking at his brother.

"I'm kidding, Dia! I don't mean it", he smiled. "Don't be so salty. Just because my joke is true doesn't mean that I'm serious." Once again, the younger man shook his head. "But in all seriousness, I would like to meet Miss Jeanne", Cú continued. Diarmuid looked at his elder sibling for a moment before sighing and grabbing his phone, walking towards his room. He heard Cú say a little "yay" before closing the door. I'll get him back somehow, he thought, not wanting to allow his family member the satisfaction of winning the argument.

He then went to the contacts in his phone, scrolling until he found Arturia. Upon finding his new friend's name, he pressed the green phone beside her name, holding up the phone to his ear. There were a few rings before he heard a soft voice greet him. "Hey, Dia. What's up?" Diarmuid smiled.

"Nothing much. I actually just had a question to ask you", he replied.

"Oh yeah, sure. Whatcha need, sweetheart?" Arturia asked him. Hesitating before speaking, the tall man finally spoke up.

"Do you and Jeanne mind if Cú tags along? Apparently, he and Jeanne have already ran into each other, and he says that he really wants to properly meet her", he told her. Giggles came from the other line. "Is something funny?"

"Haha, no, no, Jeanne just told me about her thinking she ran into Cú earlier today and last week. She's actually a huge fan of Cú's, so she was having a hard time believing if it was really him or not", she chuckled. Diarmuid grinned once more.

"Oh, really? Has she ever been to one of his concerts?"

"No, no, unfortunately not. I'm also a big fan of his, but we never really found the time and money to go to one of his concerts. We've always wanted to, but we couldn't get the tickets unfortunately. But hey, even then we ended up meeting him." There was a slight pause before she continued. "But yeah, of course he can come. The more the merrier", she continued in a happy tone, causing Diarmuid to chuckle.

"Great, thanks, Arturia."

"Mm, no problem. Haha, maybe the fates will start shipping them as well", Saber joked.

"I don't think the fates even need to ship them. I think that Cú already ships himself with Jeanne", Dia commented, causing the female on the other end to giggle once more.

"Aww, does Cú have a crush on Jeanne? That's so cute! I think I just found my new OTP", she stated. He could almost hear the smile upon her face. "And once they get married, all of his fan-girls will be so jealous of her and will want to be her. And then, every single woman alive will be jealous of me, because I married the most handsome man alive. And the reason why I married the most handsome man alive is because the fates shipped us, so obviously we'll get together because fate is like the author of a story. If the author wants something, then there's no doubt that thing will most certainly happen. Because authors can make whatever the hell kind of headcanons they want."

"Are you saying that it's like an author is having you say all of the things that you say?"

"Exactly!" Diarmuid laughed at the blonde's response.

"Well then, I guess there's no way we can stop this story now", he commented to which yet another giggle sounded.

"Nope, you're stuck with your fate, so all you can do is embrace it", Saber told him.

"I guess so."

"Yep!"

"Well then, let's see where our author takes us tomorrow", Diarmuid replied.

"Haha, yeah. Let us see", Arturia agreed. With one last giggle, she continued. "Well, see you later, Dia."

"See you. Have a wonderful night."

A/N: Well, I hope all of you enjoyed this odd, odd chapter. Hopefully next chapter won't be as horrible as this one was XD And, longer too. And won't take me three months to write (sorry about that). Also, I have a tumblr account if any of you want to see all the random stuff I post on there. I sometimes post previews of upcoming chapters and such there, so don't be afraid to check it out (url is on my profile). And as always, have a WONDERFUL Day!