Archer In Chaldea (Valentine's Special)
It was another usual day at the Chaldea Headquarters.
Archer, as usual, was working in the kitchen, on chef duty.
Unusually though, he was swarmed by a few of the the other chefs of the kitchen, the girls who enjoyed cooking, especially (Boudica, Tamamo Cat, and Minamoto-no-Raikou) resting at his side, observing what he was making. Commenting, and occasionally having him correct his process or his writing and frosting decoration. Boudica clung tightly to his right arms and Raikou to his left.
It was to this very lewd scene that Artoria Lancer walked in, the girls swarming around her EMIYA.
All of sudden, without meaning to, she felt a sudden surge of intense jealousy welling up within her.
But she pushed it down, as a mere simple and petty irrationality.
She was a King (Queen), after all. Letting irrational emotions get the better of her would do her no good.
Unfortunately, at the time, Assassin (Kojirou) and another Lancer (Cu Chulainn) just so happened to be passing through as well.
Assassin commented, as Lancer smirked.
"Well, Archer! To see you've got a flower on both arms! Truly, what a lucky man you are!"
Assassin and Lancer both chuckled wholeheartedly at that.
"Assassin, please, I'm trying to concentrate..."
Tamano, meanwhile, had spotted Artoria Lancer from afar, and grinned mischievously. She whispered to the other girls around Archer, while he himself focused on the cake, and they also giggled and gossiped a bit amongst themselves.
The girls, seeing Artoria at a distance, decided to tease her a bit.
"Nyaaaaaa~!"
Loudly purring out, Tamano Cat laid her sizable, very soft and round chest against Archer's plentiful, mildly spiky and sharp hair.
"You're doing quite well!" Boudica compliment, as she pressed up against his right arm, with her sizable bust.
"Oh my!" Minamoto-no-Raikou also exclaimed, as she pressed up against Archer's right side, rather seductively.
"Ladies, please..."
Archer said, again, trying to concentrate as they became even more energetic and excited around him.
Meanwhile, he felt a sharp glance of killing intent come his way, and looking over, he saw Artoria Lancer's gleaming eyes under a dark aura surrounding her.
Archer started sweating, a sweat that was both cold and hot, simultaneously.
Osakebehime, who for some reason was not being a complete NEET at the moment (hunger drew her to the back of the kitchen, where she was attracted by the smell), also lazily clasped her arms and head around Archer's waist, rubbing her head against Archer's back.
"Archerrrrrrrrrr..." She called out, "I'm hungry! Foooooooooood..."
"...I'm a bit...occupied...right now!" Archer forced out, through nervously grit teeth.
Assassin (Kojirou) and Lancer (Cu Chulainn) both couldn't help but comment again, at the sight.
"A flower on both arms, and around the head and waist! Truly, you are a man blessed, Archer!"
"Yeah, never would've though you had it in ya!"
Artoria Lancer had seen enough. She stormed out, back to her room.
"Wait, Artoria!"
Archer reached out, but he was a bit too late - she had already retreated.
He let out an exasperated sigh.
'Well, hopefully, I'll be able to clear everything up as I deliver it.' He thought to himself.
...
Archer entered Artoria Lancer's bedroom, where she was stuffing her face into a pillow.
"What?" She asked, meaning to sound stoic, but coming out as sounding grumpy and irritated.
"I've come to deliver a gift." He said.
She took her face out of her pillow, and sat up.
It was a special miniature cake, just for her.
"So, listen, Artoria, I..." He seemed to be struggling for words, "I'm not, that is, those girls were just..."
He was bumbling.
For as mature as he usually was, after literal lifetimes worth of experience, he really did act just as innocently as his younger self, at times (though he himself would surely deny that).
"Ahem."
Clearing his throat and composing himself, he explained.
"Look, Artoria, I'm not usually around those girls that much. We usually work as the kitchen staff in different shifts."
Artoria raised an eyebrow, "Then, why...?"
"Well, today, I wanted to ask them for assistance." Archer explained, "To add a feminine artistic touch to the cake I was making."
Lancer looked again at the cake, and it was certainly finely made. But, she was a bit hesitant to accept it, given those girls being around Archer.
"Ah, do you not like it?"
He sounded a bit disappointed.
Lancer shook head fervently, and accepted the gift from Archer.
"...I was...jealous." She admitted, "Just a tiny little bit, though!" She defended, embarrassed.
"Ah, so that's what it was." Archer smiled, "I had guessed as much, but I wasn't completely sure if it was that, or if I had messed up somewhere else."
Archer sat down besides her, and looked at her seriously, placing his left hand gently around her left cheek.
"Artoria." He said, "You know you're the only one in my heart."
Artoria felt warm and fuzzy inside, all of a sudden, and a sudden blush and demureness come upon her, unbefitting that of a king (but very befitting that of the beautiful young girl that she also was).
She shyly turned her face downwards as Archer caressed it gently, too embarrassed to look him straight in the eye.
The two laid down on the bed, Archer atop her at first, and they enjoyed each other's company for the rest of the night.
And so, EMIYA Shirou and Artoria LANCER spent the night together, thusly.
And so, Emiya Shirou stayed the night with Artoria Pendragon.
Author's Note:
There's actually a very tiny hint of foreshadowing for The Climax of The Holy Shirou War in this story. Not gonna tell you which part(s), though. Go back back to the beginning and search for yourselves.
...Or, I could just be trolling you, lmao.
Anyways, yeah, this is not a very popular pairing, but I like it, not gonna lie.
Archer (EMIYA) is naturally weak against Lancers, after all.
It's also fitting that this Artoria is a Lancer, since a "Lancer" is someone who handles a spear ("lance") with their hands and rides a stallion.
Seeing as how they enjoyed the night together in each others' companies, I wouldn't be surprised if she handled a "spear/lance" at least a few times that night, and "rode" on a certain finely-tanned and white-maned Japanese stallion for at least a little while. Probably got "speared/lanced" through herself (with her back "arched") a few times, too.
Just sayin'...lol