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Originally Posted by Nanya01

Well, seeing as no one but Mega cares about the story, here's the next part.

Fate Stay Another Night 1

Spoiler for Fate Stay Another Night 2:

"HEY! What about me?!"

"What about you? A female voice spoke up as she watched Lancer struggle to move away from the battlefield. It didn't matter in the end, she knew he couldn't hear her, considering how far away she was. Her eyes were narrowed as she ran the battle through her mind again. "Heracles is here?" That alone was cause for concern, but there were two other factors bothering her. Namely the Rider, something about her was familiar, and then there was that Caster... "How? How is she Caster?"

The thoughts running through her mind at that moment were... Unpleasant.

(---)

"Master," Rider appeared before her master, kneeling down. She knew she didn't have to kneel before him, but she did just drop in from about fifty feet in the air. "Is something wrong?" She looked up and was concerned by how pale her master seemed.

"Rider," he shook his head and took a deep breath. "You did good out there, but..." She tilted her head to the side in confusion. "I need to make a call... That one Servant, the one in the air..."

"Caster?" Rider asked in confusion as her master nodded. "What about Caster?"

"I recognize her." Her master's words had Rider's eyes widening behind her mask. "And, I need to call someone about this."

Rider sighed softly and walked up to her master as he picked up the phone. "Please, master," she put her hands on his shoulders. "You know that you shouldn't involve anyone who's not part of this..."

He sighed and nodded. "I know, but that changed when I saw Caster. This does involve others." He grimaced slightly, "damn, answering machine." He took a deep breath as he waited for the beep. "Hey, it's me. I know you have caller I.D., so call me back as soon as you get this message... Hayate. I'm in Fuyuki City and you need to know what I saw. Call back soon."

"Master..." Rider watched as he turned to face her, giving her a grim smile.

"Didn't I tell you, Rider? Call me by my name."

"I'm sorry..." She took a deep breath. "My past experiences with men have not been... Pleasant... Yuuno."

Yuuno smiled at that. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" He scratched the back of his head and chuckled. "Though, I still don't know who you are. You said your name was Medusa?" She nodded and he sighed. "Sorry, I never went to school on this planet, that name doesn't mean as much to me as it probably should."

"Do not worry about it." She looked around the small apartment. "How did you get this place anyway?"

"Let's just say that I've got plenty of money. But, are those the only clothes you have?"

"I am a Servant, I have no need for other clothes."

Yuuno shook his head. "No, that's not right. Look, I'll take you out tomorrow, we'll get you some nice casual clothes, okay?"

She smiled lightly. "I would like that, but..." She touched her blindfold. "While I can see out of this, I cannot take it off without turning everyone around me into stone."

"We'll just say that you're extra sensitive to light or something." Rider nodded as she disappeared to her Astral form.

"Boy, Nanoha's going to be mad if she misses this." Yuuno chuckled softly, though, he still wondered just why he was chosen to be Rider's master. All he had been doing was passing through when a weird mark formed on his hand and then she appeared in front of him, asking him if he was her master.

"This is going to be one hell of a story when it's all said and done, isn't it?" Yuuno asked no one in particular as he went to go to sleep for the night.

(---)

"You FOOL!" Archerko looked at her master as he seethed at her. "You were facing Rider. Rider! She's not even one of the three knight classes and you, ARRGH!"

Archerko yawned and leaned back. "Aww... Is my master a little upset that I didn't kick the purple amazon across town?" Stretching, she ignored the way her master screamed at her. "Really now, even with my eyes, I could barely keep up with her, plus she kicked me in the boob, do you have any idea how much that hurts?"

Her master scoffed at her. "You hardly have anything! You're supposed to..."

"Enough!" An ancient voice spoke up and her master quieted down as an older man seemed to appear in the room. Though, considering how gray his skin was, the lack of hair and the way his skin seemed stuck to his bones, it was a little generous to call him male.

Most would call him a walking corpse.

"Shinji, you've done your research into the Grail Wars, haven't you?" The man gave Shinji a scowl. "The Rider of the previous war was powerful enough that he could have won the whole thing had things been a little different. Saber and Berserker are the only two Classes that are considered the strongest, the rest of the Servants can fall to anyone at any time. That Rider seems a lot stronger than she appears. Now get out of here."

"Y...Yes, grandfather..." Shinji stuttered and started to walk out, only to stop when Archerko grabbed his arm. "What?"

"I'll give you this piece of advice, master, while I won't stop you, I really suggest that you stop with the beatings you give your sister." She snorted at his angry look. "Perhaps someday someone will do to you what you do to your sister." Archerko let go of his arm and turned her focus on his grandfather.

Shinji twitched and stumbled out of the room as fast as he could.

"You wanted to talk to me, Zouken?" Archerko asked as she looked at him with narrowed eyes. Oh, she hated this man with a passion, but being near him, it just made her want to kill him even more.

The man's sunken eyes took in Archerko's appearance before snorting. "Just wondering why you seem to try an antagonize my grandson."

"He's not my real master, and you know that." A pearl spear formed in Archerko's hands. "Before you say anything, I'm not going to stab you with it. I'm going to be heading out later, but I need a charge of Prana first."

"Well, that makes me feel better," Zouken snorted and turned from her. "We'll talk more later."

"Oh, I'm sure we will..." Archerko grumbled to herself softly.

"Before I go, something's been bothering me," Zouken looked back at her, "several of my familiars have been horribly drained of Prana lately. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?"

"Know what? I have no clue what you mean." Archerko grinned at him. "They're still alive, aren't they?"

"Yes, but the constant drain on my Prana is troubling." Zouken snorted, he had a feeling it was this Servant who was doing stuff to him, but he'd deal with her later.

After Zouken left, Archerko growled and squeezed the spear tightly as she stood up. "Enjoy what time you have left, old man." She growled as she spun the spear in her hands and threw it into a corner, stabbing several familiars that were in the corner. "Heh, Mage's bane, quite... Appropriate of a name for a spear that doesn't injure the victim, but transfers Prana to the user."

Snapping her fingers after absorbing most of Zouken's familiar's Prana, she opened up a window and jumped out of it. She had an appointment to keep after all.

(---)

Standing on top of the Tohsaka household, Archer narrowed his eyes as he stood guard over Rin. Oh, he knew she was asleep, she had fallen asleep as soon as she got to bed after all. As for the male Archer...

"What changed?" He whispered to himself. Two Ilyas? And one of them had Caster? That wasn't normal, neither was Lancer being allowed to actually fight. At least Berserker showed up on time, which was about the only thing he could really think of that was good in this situation.

Well, having two Ilyas running around wasn't a real big concern for him. He didn't understand everything that went on with Ilya's family after all. For all he knew, she just had twins this time around. "Can't expect this to be exactly the same as my time."

His eyes widened as he heard a soft tap on the rooftop from behind him. Spinning around, he stared at the female that had been fighting against Rider. "You're the other Archer..?" She nodded and grinned at him. Archer wasn't sure why, but he felt that he should have known her from somewhere. He then snorted mentally, he should have known who everyone in this war was, but he didn't recognize the Caster that Ilya had either.

Smiling at him, Archerko tilted her head and her white, almost blonde hair moved to cover her shoulder. "Yeah." Her eyes widened when he pulled out a very familiar pair of broadswords. "Hey, calm down, if I wanted to fight, I would have attacked." He snorted at her. "Why would I want to fight you?"

"We're servants, why wouldn't you want to fight me?"

"Because..." Archerko took a deep breath while smiling at him. "Why would I want to hurt my Oniichan?"

Archer's eyes widened and his swords slipped from his hands. "It can't be..." There was only one person who ever called him THAT. "I..Ilya?"

She smiled softly and walked up to him, giving him a hug. "Hello, Shirou..."

Archer's eyes practically bugged out of his skull as she put her lips against his and pushed him down onto the roof. "Wanted to do that for the longest time." She giggled at his look. "And we've got all night to get caught up, don't we?"

"But..." He blinked when she put a finger on his lips.

"Rin won't wake until it's time for school. The two of us, we're going to have some fun... Then I'll tell you, okay?"

When she took her top off, Archer mentally sighed and decided he could go along with it.

After all, there were worse ways to spend a night on a rooftop.

(---)

"Is something wrong, master?" Saber asked as she and Shirou made their way to his home. For some reason, he suddenly stopped and shivered. It wasn't cold outside, so Saber was wondering if maybe something was wrong.

"Sorry, just felt like something happened that might get me in trouble normally." Shirou chuckled softly before yawning. "I'm sorry, I'm just a little tired."

Saber nodded to him. "That is fine, after all, summoning a Servant takes a lot out of a master."

"Yeah, about that..." Shirou trailed off as he looked at her. "You can call me by my name. I'd prefer it if you called me Shirou instead of master."

"Yes, I like that, Shirou." She smiled at him as they turned a corner. "Shirou, I've been curious, your family name, what is it?" She had remembered that in the previous war almost everyone had a family name of some kind. From what she had learned, it was almost odd to not have a family name of some kind.

"Oh, guess you didn't know." Shirou rubbed the back of his head. "It's Emiya. Shirou Emiya."

He didn't notice Saber's eyes widen at that. "Shirou... You wouldn't happen to know a man by the name of Kiritsugu Emiya, would you?"

"He was my dad, why?" Shirou looked at her confused as she stopped and closed her eyes. For some reason, and he wasn't sure why, but it seemed like Saber was... Upset, for the lack of a better word.

"Nothing, I was just curious."

Shirou blinked and nodded slowly. He didn't know why Saber had brought it up, but if she wasn't going to say anything more about it, then what could he do about it? He'd ask her again some other time. "Anyway, let's get back to my place, I'm really tired."

Saber nodded and walked with him in silence. Still, so far Shirou hadn't acted anything like her previous master, so that was something at least. "Hey, Saber..." He looked at her as they entered his home. "Do you have any other clothes or..?" He trailed off as she dismissed her armor, revealing a rather fancy blue dress. "...That's probably not much better to sleep in, is it?"

Saber blinked at him. "As a Servant, I do not need to sleep, but, I do admit, if I was to sleep, this would not be comfortable."

"I thought so," Shirou nodded as he led Saber through the kitchen and towards one of the guest rooms, "so, for now, I'll just get you some sleepware."

Saber blinked as Shirou led her into one of the spare rooms. It was fairly sparse, other than the window, the closet and the dresser, there wasn't anything in it. "No, this isn't your room, I just use this to store Fuji-nee and Sakura's extra clothes. Sometimes they stay overnight here, and it's just easier to keep some of their spare clothes here." He shook his head and yawned while walking over to the dresser. "Hmm, here we go."

Saber blinked as Shirou held up a large t-shirt. "That seems a bit large."

Shirou nodded to her. "Yeah, it's one Fuji-nee wears on her days off and she's lounging around here. I'll get you some better clothes tomorrow, okay?"

Saber nodded as he handed her the shirt. "Very well, Shirou. Where are the bedrooms?"

Shirou stepped outside and pointed down the hallway. "Just this way. My room is the last one on the right side. You can use any room you want, we'll talk more in the morning, I promise."

Saber nodded and watched Shirou walk down the hallway. She looked at the shirt and nodded as she took her dress off and let it fall to the floor, revealing that she had no clothes on underneath her dress. Grabbing the shirt, she slipped it on and moved her dress to the corner of the room. After all, her master was being nice and giving her an option.

As if there was any place she would sleep. She was, after all, supposed to be by her master's side at all times. After checking to make sure that she had the right room, she looked at her master, who was already in bed and asleep. "Shirou? Are you awake?" She nodded when all he did was roll over and spread his arms to the side. "Well then..."

Slipping into bed and under the sheets with him, Saber closed her eyes and waited for sleep to claim her.

He did tell her she could sleep anywhere she wanted to after all.

(---)

Elsewhere...

"Master..."

"What is it, Caster?" Ilya grumbled as the two of them walked down the street. "I didn't think grandfather would... GAH! My own sister?! Okay, so maybe grandfather wants to ensure that we win the war this time, but still..."

"You could use this opportunity to..."

"No." Ilya shook her head and gave Caster a flat stare. "Why should I?" She sighed and turned away, trying to hide the look on her face.

"Because," Caster picked up Ilya and walked towards the building that they had taken over for the duration of the war, "I think that, despite everything else, you want your brother and sister as your family. At least more of a family than you had after your grandfather..."

"I don't wish to talk anymore, just let me get some sleep."

Caster sighed as Ilya put her head on Caster's chest. "Very well, master. You get some sleep, I'll worry about anyone who tries to bother us."

"Thanks." Ilya closed her eyes as Caster carried her to the room they shared. While she could afford to live more lavishly, Ilya had decided to try and live differently for this war.

After all, who would look for her in a small apartment in the middle of the city if they knew about her family's wealth?

(---)

Kirei raised an eyebrow as he saw Lancer limp his way back into the Church. "...Why didn't you just go astral?"

The amount of swearing that Lancer suddenly did would have made a real priest faint.

(---)

Hours later...

Archerko sighed as she rested her head on Archer's chest. "Mmm... That was so good, Oniichan..." The way he would grab her sensitive spots, squeeze her curves and do other things just right...

"Ilya..." She looked up and into his eyes. "How..?" He groaned as she kissed him again and reached down to squeeze him between the legs. "Nnngh..."

"Love you, Oniichan." She whispered after breaking the kiss and sighing. "Wish we didn't have to fight, but we do... As for how... How what? How did I know it was you? Or how did I become a Heroic Spirit?"

"Either would work." Archer said as he rubbed her back. "I think after I made you cum six times, I deserve an answer."

She giggled and kissed his neck. Oh, she was probably going to be sore as hell after a bit, but she could stand that. It was a delicious soreness. "Before I died, my Shirou had already gotten darker skin and white hair..." She reached up and ran her fingers through it. "So," she gave him a soft smile again, "it wasn't hard to realize who you were."

"Your hair and skin are darker than what I..." Archer trailed off as he squeezed her rear, getting a moan of pleasure from her. "You learned how to Trace, didn't you?" She nodded and he sighed. "Why?"

"It was the only way to keep you out of trouble." She sighed and pushed herself off of him. "But, I have to go now... I don't doubt my master's going to be up soon." He blinked at her. "Plus, well..." She looked to the East and Archer looked as well, staring in shock as he saw the sun start to rise. "Having sex until the sun rises... There isn't a woman alive or dead who wouldn't give to have a lover that can keep going like you, Oniichan."

Archer sighed and blinked as something hit him in the chest. "...Ilya?!"

She giggled as she bent over, giving him a perfect view of her ass and private parts, as she picked up her clothes. "Don't worry, you can keep my panties, Oniichan, to remember this night."

As he watched her go, Archer just groaned and grabbed his clothes, at least it wouldn't be hard to put them on, seeing as he could just materialize them around his body. "I don't think remembering this night is going to be a problem." Still, he wondered just what she had gone through and why she had to keep her version of Shirou out of trouble.

"Then again, he is nothing more than an idiot." Archer grumbled and disappeared, phasing through the roof into the kitchen. Seeing Rin stumble around, he made sure to hide Archerko's panties in his pocket and materialized in front of Rin. "Something the matter? You look horrible."

"I had a weird dream that I was doing something naughty with my brother..." Rin grumbled, missing the sudden look of shock on Archer's face. "I don't even have a brother."

"I see..." Archer quickly got his emotions under control. "Aren't you going to be late for school?"

"ACK!" Rin suddenly spun and ran out of the room to get dressed for school.

Archer sighed and was glad that Rin slept like a rock. If she was a light sleeper, she might have investigated the noise. And that... Could have been either awkward, painful or kinky. After all, it had been awhile since he was in a kinky three-some.

(---)

Shirou slowly and reluctantly woke up. He didn't know why his bed was so warm, but he wasn't complaining, it felt nice, though, his right arm was kind of numb for some reason.

As more and more of his brain started to wake up, he realized that his right arm was wrapped around something, which was pressing against his chest, and squirming, and his left arm was grabbing onto something round, warm, kind of firm and felt like a light shirt... Taking a deep breath, he moved his right arm, ignoring the tingling that ran through it and hoped that he was wrong.

As the covers came up, his eyes bugged out as he saw Saber sleeping in bed next to him, her head on his chest and... "GAH!" He saw his left hand... Which was currently giving Saber's butt a squeeze. Sure, it felt nice, but... "GAH!"

"Shirou!?" Saber's eyes snapped open and she pushed herself up to look at him. "Are you okay?"

"You... Bed... Me... GAH!"

Saber blinked and tilted her head in confusion. "You said I could sleep in any bed I chose. I choose this one." For some reason, his face went completely red. "What is wrong, Shirou? I am a Servant, I should be in the same bed as my master. If an attack came when you were asleep, I would not be able to defend you properly."

Shirou was having a hard time synchronizing his mouth and his brain, considering that he was completely panicking while letting go of Saber and stumbling out of the bed. "Bu...But... Girl, bed, naked, not..."

"I am not a girl, I am a Servant," Saber rolled her eyes and stood on his bed fully. "If I was a girl, master, I would not do this."

Shirou's eyes bugged out as Saber suddenly pulled the shirt up and off of her body, letting it flop to the bed, as she stood there naked in front of him. "N...N...N..."

"Master, if I was a girl, I would be embarrassed to stand here. But I am a Servant, nothing more than a weapon. If you needed me to fight like this, I would, without hesitation." She sighed as he turned even redder. "What is wrong with you?"

"Imnotusedtoseeingprettygirlsnakedinmyroom!" Shirou said all at once as he tried to look away, well, tried, because it was REALLY hard to ignore the fact that Saber was so pretty.

Saber sighed heavily. "Shirou, I have no clue what..."

"PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!" Shirou finally managed to get his thoughts together. "If someone saw you like this, they'd get the wrong impression of us both and..."

"SEMPAI!" A familiar voice rang through the house. "Are you awake?"

A sense of dread came over Shirou as he stood up. "Sakura! Yeah! I over-slept a little bit! Can you start with breakfast?!" He yelled through the open door and grimaced as he realized Saber didn't close it. "Don't come this way, I'm not decent!"

"Okay!" She yelled back at him.

"Please, Saber," Shirou tried to ignore the naked pretty girl in his room again, "get some clothes on, and I'll talk to you later, okay?"

"Very well, Shirou." Saber nodded and grabbed her shirt before putting it back on.

"Ah, wait!" Shirou stepped in front of Saber as she reached the door. "I'll keep Sakura distracted, you get dressed before she finds out."

"Of course." Saber nodded at him. "I'm not an exhibitionist."

As Shirou walked out of the room, he twitched. "Could have fooled me." He mumbled to himself. Man, it was going to be hell later, he could just feel it.

Spoiler for Notes:

Like it was stated...

The grail hiccuped.

Spoiler for The MST3K review second wave.... whatever...:

Me: You know...

Odin: Lemme guess... You're glad Nanoha, Hayate nor Vita is around Fuyuki or someone will be a bloody paste on the ground.

Me: YUP! And I think the extra mess Lancer ends up with the harem cat fight made him forgot to go astral form there....

Moka: He needs To learn his place.

Odin: You should have kicked him right on the groin and send him flying towards to my direction so I can give him a free trip to the nearest outdoor hotspring resort. Female side hopefully.

Me:

Moka: Next time dear.

Mariemeia: *managed to escape the "Execution"* HEY! Look, Mom! Triplets! *points at Illya, Illyasviel and EINZBERN(Archerko).*

Illya: WAH!!!!!

Illyasviel: Drat!

Mariemeia: What's wrong now?

Illya: I'm gonna grow up as flat as a board.

Aschen: If that's the case, *brought out a marker.* I shall write something insulting in that billboard that both of you call a chest.

Illyasviel: You WOULDN'T Dare!?

EINZBERN: At least I manage to get my fantasy with Onii-chan! Although I wish I got both of them.

*both Shirou and EMIYA felt shivers from the backs wherever they are atm...*

Me: Hehehe... Enjoyed you night, Shirou?

Odin: Lucky for EMIYA and EINZBERN, Rin sleep like a fossil...