Elimination Battle
When I awake, I am almost worried I overslept. I cannot even remember falling asleep, but as soon as I fully waked up, I realise I am lying on Saber. Naked. Just like her. Suddenly, the embarrassment washes all over me again. Right. We went all the way. Ways, I remind myself.
Images of last night flash through my head—Saber, grasping the sheets as she moaned loudly. Myself, barely conscious anymore, clinging to Saber's back. It had hurt at first and felt sort of uncomfortable, but after a short while it felt so good, we did not even want to stop. And well, we did not. We literally had sex until both of us were so exhausted, we simply passed out.
This is so ridiculous and I am more than glad that no one would know about this. Otherwise, I would probably die in shame. I do not even want to think about what may happen if someone heard us. I am sure we were loud enough. I get up from Saber to get myself ready—after all, today we will have an Elimination Battle. After last night, this feels not real, though.
I gently shake Saber awake—or rather try to.
"Nnh… can't… go on," she mumbles drowsily in her sleep. It reminds me that maybe we really overdid it. Just maybe. I still have no regrets, though. And I am sure, if Saber could be completely honest to herself, she does not, either. After all, she could have stopped anytime as well, but she did not.
Before I need to think of any other method, though, Saber wakes up.
"Morning already?" She asks, as she rubs her eyes to get rid of the sleep. I sigh.
"More like noon… we need to go soon. The Elimination Battle?" Saber seems really out of it, but it may just be the fact that she is not a morning person. I almost worry for this battle.
"Do you regret it?" I ask her, as she materialises her full armour to be ready for the battle. I know I for sure have no regrets, but I cannot help but wonder about Saber. She just shakes her head.
"But I wouldn't repeat it either," Saber admits. I take no offense, I know what she means. I still feel way too exhausted myself. I use a heal(); Code Cast on her, and magically it takes off at least her exhaustion. Now that we are as set as we could be, we make our way to the elevator.
I cannot make out Ronnie's expression, but she seems to be glaring at me. It really is bothersome and feels just creepy.
"Something wrong?" asks Saber, still unable to read the mood. Where was this side of her yesterday? It would have saved me a lot of embarrassment.
Ronnie giggles menacingly, before getting as close to the barrier in the elevator as possible, facing me directly. "Wrong? WRONG? No, no. Everything is already. Perfect. I just love food that's running away."
Her weird intonation makes me shiver. And I have a small feeling that she in fact took offense to me and Saber avoiding her all week.
"We weren't running," says Saber. Why is she in such a fighting mood now? She is back to being so sure of herself. I am not sure if I love this side of her or if I should be mad at her for just causing trouble right now. This is a confusing mess of emotions.
"You, shut up, Servant," Ronnie almost shouts. "I was talking about this cute pudding that hid from me." I am… pudding? That just came out of nowhere.
"She doesn't taste like pudding, though."
Saber. No. NO. You can't just—But I cannot bring myself to really say anything. How could Saber be shameless enough to make such a remark in front of our opponents? Does she not realise how inappropriate this is? I hit the back of her head with a soft karate chop.
"Oww," she whines, but I do not care. A look to my face, reddened and angry, makes Saber instantly open her mouth to apologise, but she gets no chance.
"You… You, " Ronnie's murderous intent was clear in the one eye she is showing. "Kill her. Impale her, as many times as you please!" Finally, her Servant took this chance to join this conversation.
"Gladly, my love." I am not even surprised. I am not even questioning this.
The elevator comes to a halt anyways, and so we get out. Before I could even react, there is the sound of metal clashing with a big chunk of other metal—Lancer has already tried to strike Saber, but to no avail. Her armour deflects every blow of him, though his armour does the same for Saber's strikes.
I am sure Saber would win either way - I have full trust in her and her abilities. But her dying is not the only way we would lose. And just in time, I jump to the side and I can see Lil' Ronnie, the lower half of her mask shattered, just closing her mouth. She just tried to bite me!?
This is the first time one of our opponents directly threatened my life and she is fast. Too fast, despite her weird movements. In this moment, I really regret that I never made any offensive Code Cast, all I can do is running away. Until I trip. How stupid can a person be, tripping over her own feet?!
I close my eyes, expecting my head or at least a big part of my shoulder being bitten off, when there is suddenly a gargling sound in front of me. I open my eyes again to see Ronnie—her body, blood spraying from her neck for short, where her head was supposed to be. Next to her, her head, lifeless, is falling down. It seems to happen in slow motion and I and I can feel my heart pounding. I almost died.
Saber glared back to me, before her gaze softened. It must be the glare she would only show the enemies whose life she would take under any circumstances. She feared for my life and, however she did that, rushed over to behead Ronnie before I could have been hurt. I owe this girl my life. Now more than ever.
Lancer does not take this turn of events too well. He screams in insanity—maybe he should be a Berserker instead?—and charges at us. Saber readies her stance and Clarent. "Don't worry, Master. I'll protect you," she says. And I know she will, no matter what would happen.
Just mere milliseconds before Lancer could reach us, though, the barrier forms, separating him and Ronnie from Saber and me. He disappears in pain, holding the lifeless, headless body of his Master in his arms, shedding a tear or two. At this moment, I imagine it would be Saber to lose me. I can imagine her reacting just like this. But I am sure she would even break such a barrier to kill my murderer, even if she dies doing so.
She helps me back up. "Let's go," she says. "We won."
But I cannot feel too happy about this, I feel still shocked.
I almost died.