Fate/Clusterfuck (Fate/Stay Night)

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[It's Circe and Medea]
Magic training. The Age of Gods. The Sixth Magic.

Thanks to @Armoury for the beta!

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"It's open." You say.

You hear the nob jiggle, and you glance towards the door to see… no, you had accidentally locked it. You begin to move towards it, only for a little wisp of shadow to go through the keyhole, snake up to the lock, and turn it. The shadow retreats, and the door opens slowly a moment later. A head pokes through it, orange of hair and with an impish expression. Circe, the witch, your teacher… amongst other things you frankly weren't entirely sure of.

Her eyes flitted around the space, the majority of her body still hidden behind the door. "All settled?"

"No, I only just got here."

"I wasn't talking about the room." Circe continues, then steps inside. Her heels click against the wooden flooring as she enters, the door remaining open behind her as she does so. Her wings were gone, revealing her normally partially-hidden skinny frame. A far cry from the Circe you had first met, this Circe, the one you had been getting to truly know, was by far one of the most lithe people you had ever met. That wasn't to say she wasn't attractive, she was merely different, and that was far from a bad thing.

… You had certainly shown that you were attracted to her regardless, in a manner she was too quick to brag about. Uncomfortably so, it was one of many reasons you were fairly sure Ayako was plotting to kill you. She situates herself in the center of it, the evening light through the window playing with her hair. "I was talking about you, of course. Your mood, your mentality."

"I'm fine."

"Yes, so you told Medea, and you are feeling better." Circe smiles. "A woman has ways to tell, but if simple words could perform as a poultice for all of humanity's various maladies then many tales would not exist."

"... I'll be fine." You say quietly. "I don't really have a choice in the matter."

"Oh, you can always simply snap and allow insanity to take over your actions. But I doubt you are much the type." Circe places a hand against your chest, and gently, slowly guides you over to the bed. You sit down upon it at her press, and she slides up onto it, her arms wrapping around your shoulders. "As Medea said, you aren't alone."

"You know what she said?"

"No," Circe says with a smile. "But she is very predictable." Her other hand moves to your chin, tilting it towards herself. "Did she finally take the extra step to say what she thought about you?"

"Cir-"

Her eyes become lidded. "Did she rip off your robes and embrace you in passion? Did she cry out her eternal love and how she would use her wish on the grail to give you a passionate eternity together?"

Her face closes nearer to your own, her lips inches away, her breath hot and heavy. "Or perhaps she spoke about how she would be in your room? Watching invisibly to make sure you were alright, stricken and somewhat annoyed as her beautiful teacher seduced you?"

You blink, then become immediately aware of another figure standing in the room. It was Medea, and she looked less than pleased. Circe pulled back, smiling at Medea. "If you had not appeared I would have started to get undressed, what would you have done then I wonder?"

"Circe."

"Yes, that is my name. Are you forgetting it in your senility?"

"You are older than I am."

Circe tilts her head. "Perhaps, but what is age to a witch? What is age to a dream? Am I real? Or merely a figment?"

"... Why are you here?"

"Well, Helios the Titan grew quite fond of my mother Perse an-"

"In this room."

Circe rolls her eyes. "To seduce Shirou and distract him from his problems. Why are you here?"

"To keep him safe from any danger." Medea hisses.

"Ah, yes. Danger. Perhaps that Sakura girl will come in here with a xiphos and seek to slay him? Or-"

"He is in the home of another master."

"Yes, and he is smiling." Circe teases.

Both witches look at you, and you realize… yes, you are. Circe smiles as well, "you should do it more, you have been far too serious lately." Circe sits back up, and her hands clasp either side of your face. Her eyes bore into your own, but she doesn't lose her smile. "I did not grow fond of you for your dour attitude. I did it for your kindness and the puppy-like eagerness you took to learning magic."

"I am a poor Magus." You reply.

"So is the rest of humanity, few remain that can truly perform anything noteworthy, and they are all a useless lot more concerned with their own power, or…" Circe rolls her eyes. "Separating themselves from humanity for they can no longer consider themselves part of it. I am a demigod, and I situate myself just fine thank you."

"On anything other than his cock?"

Circe's head turns to look at Medea lazily. "Medea, dear. While I'm sure the boy would lay with you out of pity, jealousy will get you nowhere. And in any case, he did it to save my life." Circe's head turns back to you, a sweet smile on her face. "It was very sweet, even if he clearly had some things to get out of his system."

"And I'm sure you got many things out of his system." Medea growls.

"And into mine yes, please do keep up even if you cannot get him up."

"I will kill you."

"Dear, an ego does not work for you. Do not flatter yourself with such base overestimations of your own ability as a witch."

"Is there… something you two need?" you ask.

Circe grins. "Oh, perhaps Medea does. But as for myself. I am here for you as stated, both to check on your mental wellbeing and to work on the next phase of your training."

"Do we have the time? Medea repaired my circuits, and you taught me the basics. But we don't have-" Circe's long fingers snake out and clamp your lips shut.

"Boy, when a witch from the Age of Gods states she would like to help teach you how to properly perform as a Magus. You simply nod your head."

You nod your head.

Circe releases her clamp with a smile. "See? Isn't that simple?" she then pushes forward, her chest brushing against your own, her face an inch away. You lean away instinctively onto the bed, and she follows you down, her body molding against your own. She then props herself up on an arm, grinning down at you all the while. "You have several unique properties about yourself, none of which you are aware of I'm certain." Circe's eyes darted to look at Medea. "Have you noticed?"

"The sheath?" Medea asks.

"Indeed, a quite impressive healing effect, though now diminishing. I was curious if it could be used on that berserker."

"It wouldn't remove the madness."

"No, but it would make her a more effective fighter."

"I do not believe that would be a worthy tradeoff for the increased threat to his life. Not that he does anything to assist with that in any case."

You clear your throat, causing both witches to look at you. "I'm sorry… what are you talking about?"

Circe smiles down at you. "The magical artifact planted just next door to your soul boy, do keep up. It's nearly useless now, but it is interesting nevertheless."

"The… the what?"

Circe places her hand against your chest, and you feel… something, something alien, something moving inside you as a golden light forms over your heart. A moment later something is poking out, a metal object of brilliant gold and blue sapphire. Then she presses it back down again, the light fading. "That." Circe replies simply. "Were you not aware of that resting inside yourself?"

"N-no?"

Circe blinks. "Fascinating, but not important, we'll get back to that later. For now, are you aware of your other gifts?"

"... I'm afraid to say no."

"What my dear teacher is attempting to say is that there is more to you than even I first expected, and we shall need some time to draw out your ability. But it can be done."

"He already has." Circe replies.

"What do you mean?" Medea asks, her tone quizzical.

Circe lays all the way down on top of you, then flips herself over, her pointed ears poking your cheek as she lounges atop you not unlike a cat. "His gift has already taken effect, even if you have failed to realize it my dear pupil."

Medea stares down at Circe, saying nothing for several moments. Then her eyes widen. "A dream, you cannot mean-"

"Indeed," Circe says quietly. "A figment."

"But that would mean-"

"Yes."

"And you ar-"

"Yes."

… They're doing it again. "I did what… exactly?"

"To explain it now would merely confuse you I'm afraid, but let's simply say you have talent for magecraft that anyone in this age would happily throw away their entire families to catch but a glimpse of."

"Will it… help here? At least?"

"In this room? It has already, with this war?" Circe moves a hand to your chest, rubbing it. "It has already." She then leans over and presses her lips against your cheek.

Your eyes flit to Medea, but she says nothing, does, nothing. She simply stares at you, her eyes still wide. Not with panic, but with… honest astonishment. "I… refuse to believe this."

Circe rolls her eyes. "My dear pupil, of everything that has occurred since you were summoned here, why is it this that shocks you?"

"Because it is impossible."

"Exactly yes, which is why he was able to do it, it's his entire schtick."

You have no idea what they are talking about, this is unfortunately a fairly common occurrence at this point. So you simply lay your head back and stare at the ceiling as Circe taunts Medea. This continues for several minutes, possibly hours, you mostly tune it out. But you are forced to pay attention once more as Caster fills your vision, standing over the bed, blocking the view of the ceiling behind Circe.

"You are a fool," Medea mutters.

"Good evening to you as well Caster."

"Do you understand what you have done?"

"No, because neither of you will tell me."

"That is for the better."

You close your eyes, letting out a slow breath. "I have done something unimaginable, which is fitting because I can't imagine what I've done. But it makes me a fool, but it also would make other Magus jealous. You dislike that I've done it, but you won't tell me what I've done either."

"Oh, that last one is just true for women my dear piglet." Circe teases. "But yes, it is best you don't know all the details for now," you open your eyes to see Circe still perched on your chest, a catlike smile on her face. "And you did a good thing, believe me."

"He will not be able to deal with the consequences."

"That's why we'll help him with many things. The second of which being his magecraft."

"What's the first?" you ask.

"Advice for the people around you." Circe says with a smile. "Ayako is duly stressed about a great many things, and Sakura is teetering on the edge of sanity."

You let out a breath. "I know, Ayako wasn't… wrong, and I don't blame her for wanting to leave. But I can't. As for Sakura, I know she's been taking all this hard."

"I know you know and she knows you know." Circe replies in a singsong voice, her head tilting side to side with every word. "But she needs more than just thoughts. You are her lifeline boy, you need to be with her. Ayako as well, she's fraying."

"And I'm not?"

"You are," Medea replies. Then moves to sit on the bed herself. "But they look to you for guidance. And you stated you would protect both of them."

You move a hand to your forehead. "I know… I know…"

"Tonight we shall start a new regimen of training on the island. Medea shall assist. Then we shall have a pleasant second dinner and bath. For now, I would like you to check on your companions." Circe says.

"Appreciated," you reply. "I just want everyone, everyone to be safe. You, Medea, Ayako, Sakura… everyone. I got you all involved in this, I should be the one getting you out of it."

"I was on the brink of death in a park when you rescued me, you didn't have to do that." Medea replies.

Your eyes narrow. "Of course I did. What else was there to do?"

"Not get involved?"

You close your eyes and lay back on the bed, enjoying, somewhat guilty, the warmth provided by Circe. "Remind me if we meet someone who would do that, I'd beat the crap out of him myself."

Silence is the response, at least for a moment. Then you hear Circe snicker. "Ooh look at that blush~"

You open your eyes to see Medea has her hood back on and is looking away. "Training, 8pm, this room. Do not be late." Then she's gone.

You stare at the space she vacated, then look at Circe. "Did I anger her?"

Circe extricates herself from you, smiling all the while. She sits on the bed now instead of on you, her hands sinking into the mattress. "Oh, no, I'd say she's happier than she's ever been. But for now boy, you have some people to check up on. We'll continue our discussion this evening… I would suggest not bringing up anything you saw or heard here to anyone else though."

You arch a brow. "That would require me to understand what I saw or heard."

"Your belief that mankind needs to understand something to speak of it is adorable in its naivety." Circe teases. Her hand moves to your stomach, then drifts a bit further to the edge of your pants before pulling away. "Tonight Medea might snap, just keep that in mind."

"She'll finally try to kill me?"

"Perhaps, but in a way that's at least pleasurable. But off with you, you have places to be." Circe says, grabbing you by the arm and hauling you up. Her lips press against your forehead, then she guides you up and off of the bed before disappearing with little more than a feather falling to the ground.

… It must be for dramatic effect, as she wasn't wearing her wings. Witches.

They, along with everything else, tended to confuse you. But you turn your attention towards the door. You had people to find.

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Choose one, you'll have the one you don't pick afterwards, however the context of the scene shall change. So this is more what you believe to be higher priority.

[] [Sakura]
She was doing her best to recall what little she knew of magecraft, and was having a breakdown all the way. Something called to her, something she could not contain.

[] [Ayako]
She was in a gym/combat training hall destroying a sandbag. Ruby was only narrowly keeping her from detonating, in multiple ways. She was losing control.

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I apologize for the shorter length and this being entirely dialogue. Long story short, I had massive car issues that have saddled me with an equally massive bill. Been dealing with that, emotionally and otherwise so I've been rather distracted.