Projection-kun! (FGO Fanfiction)

Familiar Faces part 2

Things in my side are going to get more serious, so I really can't be updating probably the next week or something. Either way if I get the time I'll try to do it, but right now, yes I will update this story trying to squeeze the little time I have since it's like 1:00 am on my side and I always need to wake up early. I talking about this may sound weird but I just can't say "I'm busy" like how all lazy writers do. 

By the way. Familiar faces is supposed to be like 5 parts, so comment on this paragraph on who do you want to see.

After getting shown around by Atalanta, who now left in a hurry with a red face. Shirou decided to explore more and probably meet other servants. It's always nice to meet new people, especially since they were going to be allies. Or maybe not, since he was a craft essence he can only give support through spiritual means. 

Eventually making him useless in combat. He sighed before suddenly feeling an eerie feeling, a gloomy aura surrounded the air while Shirou's face turned into one of fear, he gulped while looking forward reluctantly... and then he saw... Jeanne Alter. Shirou widened his eyes while taking a step back before the servant approached him.

"What are YOU doing here?" Jeanne Alter asked while her steps felt really heavy. Shirou then raised his hand.

"I-I'm a craft essence?" Shirou reluctantly said while the corrupted maid of Orleans closed the distance of their faces in mere seconds, Shirou could feel her hot breath while she then smirked. "Can I go now?" Shirou was scared, to be fair this woman was a SADIST! She was someone who gave orders to her own master, although sometimes she listened to him.

Although weirdly sometimes, Jalter gets quite... aroused? When she gets slapped by Shirou. She even asked for it once, and Shirou was forced to comply, on that time she kept on screaming. "Harder harder!" Of course, being the dense idiot Shirou was, he didn't notice. Totally normal. 

"Nope!" Jalter cheekily said before grabbing his hand and dragging him around while Shirou tripped and fell to the ground, seemingly looked like Shirou was murdered. But of course, someone had to just witness the scene and think of it as a misunderstanding. It was none other than Nero Claudius. Nero widened her eyes looking at the familiar figure before "stealthily" following them. 

Jalter dragged Shirou's figure into her own room and then threw him in the seat while she closed the door. "What are you planning to do?" Shirou asked with a stern gaze, he saw how Jalter's cheeks suddenly turned red when he shot her the glare. Despite the stern glare that Shirou has, he was actually panicking inside, looking around for something to use to escape. 

"Nothing." Jalter said before sitting besides Shirou. Shirou then sighed and placed his head down. "What?" She asked in a snarky tone while she had a frown on her face, clearly "irritated" or something. Plot twist, she wasn't. 

"You seem to be in a better mood these days. Back in that house you would insult me thousands of times, huh?" Shirou reminisced while Jalter looked away, she looked liked she was irritated by Shirou's remark while he suddenly smiled. "You remind me of Atalanta, just a bit mo- ! AYO!?" Shirou's head was suddenly in an iron grip, he felt like his whole head would get squashed this entire minute.

But then suddenly, the gods heard Shirou's cries and Jalter's hand immediately phased through Shirou's head. Shirou sighed in relief while Jalter's eyes suddenly turned into a menacing glare, her face was calm but it reeked of something eerie and gloomy. "That Atalanta? How do you know her?" Jalter asked while looking down at Shirou.

"I know her... because she used to be my serva-!?" Shirou saw Jalter's spear suddenly raised up, Shirou widened his eyes before the spear was struck down Shirou. Fortunately the astral body only reacts to action that will physically hurt him. He sighed in relief once more. Shirou looked at her glare once more before realizing what in tarnation did he do. 

When suddenly a sudden light appeared at the door, the door slammed open making a loud bang sound. There it appeared, the worst... woman to actually come here. Nero. "Nero!?" 

"SHIIII~~~ROU~~" She twirled a bit while approaching me before wrapping her hands around Shirou. Jalter glared at the both of them before approaching Nero who was digging her head comfortably in Shirou's chest. 

"Excuse me. That person you're hugging is my dog!" Jalter grabbed Nero's head and immediately slammed it towards the ground ruthlessly. Nero groaned a bit and stayed at the ground, seemingly losing consciousness. "That's better." 

"WHAT THE HELL!?" 

"I'm alive!" Nero suddenly rose up from the dead, looking all glamourous and fancy. She then pointed at Jalter. "Why would you separate me away from MY praetor!" 

"Oh boi..." 

...

Shirou tried his best to calm down the situation but the only answer that the two gave him was drawing out their weapons and fighting to the death. Shirou looked quite frantic, panicking since the room was so small. But before things could escalate further, Shirou did something unbelievable. 

"Oi! Calm down!" Shirou's face turned into one of anger, his face frowning while his figure held a sense of "superiority". The two women immediately sat down, not in fear... but they seem aroused. They had their cheeks red while being submissive all of the sudden. "??" Shirou looked around with a confused face before suddenly trying to leave. 

"Okay, so well let me explain this." Shirou said while sitting down in the middle of the two while the both of them looked at him. "Basically, there are things called different dimensions, basically a different world to each dimensions. This of course, includes certain happenings that isn't what happened. Basically it's "what ifs" come true." Shirou explained while the both of them nodded, rubbing their chin. 

"I understand it my praetor." Nero said while holding a gentle face looking at Shirou's ethereal smile, glad that she understands. Nero blushed while gently throwing her body toward Shirou, Nero let her whole body be consumed by Shirou's warm body while making a purr. Jalter didn't do anything, she simply watched in annoyance at the boldness of the blonde woman.