Projection-kun! (FGO Fanfiction)

Familiar faces

Updates won't be consistent. To be fair, I'm writing this fanfic, for fun, I can't take this fanfic seriously. But I am a competitive writer, and have made a story before. For contract reasons, I can't really post it on Wattpad, and the story is still serializing. So the only time I can update this story is when I have too much time on my hands. And by too much time on my hands, it doesn't happen commonly. 

Things were now getting quite calm on the cafeteria, which made Shirou make a sigh of relief while both Okita and Artoria still glared at each other. "Basically." Shirou then spoke out, explaining something. "Zelretch, an old vampire made me relive this different dimensions where I summon other servants, but if I can remember, Artoria was the original one." Shirou said while rubbing his chin.

This made Artoria smirk in victory while Okita made an exasperated face of defeat. Finally when the chaos was over, someone appeared in the entrance of the cafeteria. There standing on all of her glory, was the treacherous knight, the bastard son of King Arthur. Mordred Pendragon! Actually, why even make this cool introductory?

"You are..." Mordred spoke out, her eyes landing on Shirou's figure, while Shirou smiled. "You're Shirou!" Mordred exclaimed out loud making Artoria's ears to suddenly flutter while looking at the both of them.

"Even Mordred! When will you be satisfied Shirou!" Artoria complained out loud, Okita on the side was nodding slightly making the redhead confused of what they're talking about. 

"Father, you know Shirou?" Mordred asked while looking at Artoria who was nodding. She suddenly smirked while looking viciously at Mordred. 

"He is MY master." 

"Cap." Mordred said one thing. "He's MY master, I think you got the wrong guy father." Mordred didn't possessively said, keeping a calm tone.

"False! He's my master and I was the original one!" Artoria argued with her own son while holding Shirou's arm, for some reason Mordred can't help but feel envy course through her body. She approached the two and separated them forcefully. 

"Even if it's you father, I still can't give up MY master." Mordred defensively said. Mordred then felt a hand pat on her shoulder, she turned around to see Shirou holding her shoulders while he smiled. 

"I'll explain alright..."

...

After a few explanations the whole thing was now finally all cleared about. While looking around, Shirou decided to exit the cafeteria to take a walk around Chaldea. To say this place was big was an understatement. "But why is everything white?" True to his words, 90% of Chaldea was like... White.

Before suddenly Shirou bumped into someone, a servant. A familiar servant. "Atalanta?" Shirou asked out loud which caught the attention of the woman. She looked over to Shirou, widening her eyes with shock. "Oh it's you Atalanta." Shirou said while making a small smile. 

"Shirou? How are you here? No way, you aren't a heroi-" 

"No I'm not, I'm here as a craft essence actually." Shirou said while scratching his head which Atalanta understood. "Although it is surprising to see you here. It's always nice to see a familiar face." Shirou said while gazing at her eyes, Atalanta smiled and nodded. 

"If it is not a bother, I can show you around Chaldea." Atalanta said which made Shirou nod. 

"Of course, that would be helpful." Shirou said while he closed his eyes, with a smile on his mouth that made Atalanta's heart flutter for a moment. She then turned around immediately. Shirou could remember that he was always on good terms with Atalanta on the other world. She was actually quite a great companion.

Although she was easily swayed by her emotions. Shirou doesn't care about this, but he would usually order her to stop when the situation gets too dire, although she's strong, she was still a kind maiden on the heart. 

"I am sure with your culinary skills, you have already visited the Cafeteria, correct?" 

"I have visited it. There were familiar faces." Shirou said while rubbing his chin thinking of Artoria, Okita and Mordred. To Atalanta though.

"Ah, you must be talking about Ishtar? She's often in the Cafeteria." Atalanta said walking in front of Shirou, while Shirou trailed behind her. 

"Ishtar?" 

"I see, Parvati?" 

"Who's Parvati?" 

At this point Atalanta's concern grew stronger. "K-Kama?" 

"Isn't that a Hindu God?" 

"S-Sitonai?" Atalanta asked with concern growing larger, while Shirou remained clueless. 

"Sounds like a short person to me." Shirou said while rubbing his chin. Atalanta suddenly stopped walking and looked behind, with a concerned glare she looked at Shirou. 

"Then who?" She broke her cool for a moment there while Shirou suddenly realized it. She doesn't know about the whole Kaleidoscope thing. 

"N-nevermind. Just don't pay attention to it anymore." Shirou said while averting his eyes away from Atalanta. She then turned around and continued to walk, pointing at multiple rooms on where a certain spot was. 

"Chaldea is humongous. I'm going to get lost." Shirou said while sighing which made Atalanta chuckle, her beautiful voice chuckling was like an angel singing him a lullaby, while he smiled. "You're cuter when you laugh." Shirou then blurted out those words all of the sudden. Atalanta felt her face heat up while she immediately looked away with widened eyes. 

Her whole face was like boiled octopus while she felt her cheeks getting warmer. Atalanta raised her hand, holding her face to cover it up with her palm. "I-I-" She stuttered, not knowing what her next words should be. Shirou out of concern suddenly placed his hand on Atalanta's shoulders. 

While making her turn around, Shirou took a closer look at her face while Shirou's face was gradually closing in on Atalanta's face. "H-hey..." Atalanta quietly said. Her mind was telling her to push him off, but her body! Her body!

Atalanta then closed her eyes in anticipation of what's going to happen next before suddenly she heard words that, kind of ticked her off. "Are you sick?" Shirou asked innocently before, Atalanta turned away. She then turned her head around to look at Shirou with a cold glare before starting to walk once more. 

Shirou was.... confused. "Did I do something wrong?" Shirou asked out of concern. 

"Yes you did."