A/N :

This fic was supposed to be an oneshot, but my stupidity suddenly decided to appear and made me forgot to put a 'completed' mark for it. I know that because of my fatal fault, some people are waiting for a new chapter, and out of guilty and idea-appearance, I made this second chapter ^^ hope you'll like it!

The disclaimer and warnings haven't changed.

Summary :

But that little, shiny, golden, and standing thing was really annoying, so she was just… well, you know, getting rid of it.


Her head hurt.

For God's sake, it hurt like crazy. But she must open her eyes now, she thought. She didn't know why, but she just had to wake up.

Saber softly groaned as she forced her eyes to slide open, and it narrowed at the bright sunlight, adjusting her sight. She then found herself staring at a luxurious bedroom, blankheaded. As she looked around, she stopped her gaze at a certain blonde head; and after staring for a good second, her emerald eyes widened.

"Gilgamesh?"

Her shriek came out in a weak, sore voice. Where was she? Oh… yes, she was having a farewell party, with her friends. But where were them? And… why was she here?

Saber observed Gilgamesh's figure, and found out that he was actually sleeping soundly, beside her, in a sitting position. She was suspicious, of course, but after observing again, he was quite harmless to be let alone. Besides, she wouldn't be able to put on a good fight with such headache.

Out of observation, his sleeping face was peaceful and surprisingly quite angelic. The ironic thought sent her small chuckles, but she stopped for it made her spinning head spun harder painfully when she did so. His usually spiky, golden hair was let down, and it shimmered under the morning sunlight. Saber liked this appearance better, somehow. It lowered down his level of evil and conceited look.

But something between those gold locks caught her attention.

A piece of hair stood naughtily, looking conceited, and it seemed like it was challenging her in its own mini nasty aura. Saber narrowed her eyes, trying to ignore it.

She couldn't. It was too irritating.

So she hesitatingly mustered her courage and gently pressed the hair until it rested down, careful not to wake Gilgamesh. She'd love to annoy him later, but for now, she preferred looking at his sleeping facade better. Wait… what? Saber mentally slapped herself for thinking so.

A good few seconds passed and she was just going to go back to sleep when the little golden lock sprung back up again in full force.

Saber mentally jumped back at the small movement. What the heck? That hair was quite persistent. She sighed, and once again pressed it with her index finger until it rested down. She waited.

It sprung back up once again.

Saber's brow narrowed as she pressed the hair again, this time without gentleness or carefulness along.

Two seconds passed, and it sprung back up. Again. In her head, that little hair was mocking her. It was almost like a mini version of Gilgamesh, laughing merrily in his signature laugh.

Saber gritted her teeth and repeated her useless move. As time passed, her gentle presses turned into quick and not-so gentle presses; and the little nasty thing sprung back faster up each time it was rested down. Annoyance built up within Saber, and she could feel her blood boiling. Why was it so damn persistent?

Deciding this will be her last, final move, Saber mustered her strength and—unintentionally—whacked the little piece of hair with full force—along with Gilgamesh's head.

The hair didn't spring back up, to her victory. But unfortunately, a groan could be heard not long after.

"Wha—" Gilgamesh woke up wide eyed, rubbing his head. Saber stared back with a surprised, guilty look, her lips trembling to say something.

"What was that for?"

"U-uh… I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…"

"Is that how you treat me after all that work of carrying you here?"

"I'm really sorry! I was just—wait, you what?"

Saber stared at Gilgamesh with unbelieving look. Gilgamesh sighed. "I'll let that pass for now. But I believe that you deserve a punishment for that act just now."

Saber flinched. "A punishment? W-what do you mean?" Gilgamesh smirked as he climbed onto the bed. "S-stop right there! I don't want to serve any of the fights now, but if you resist—"

"Sssh."

Saber gasped and felt her cheek warming up when Gilgamesh wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes. She could feel his scent—it was masculine, yet soothing—and he held her close and tight. "Due to your insolent act, you must serve to be my bolster for today. So you should be quiet and let me rest for a little while."

His mumbled was fading away and he quickly went back to sleep, leaving Saber rigid and red-faced. She let out a long sigh and closed her eyes, trying to sleep, because for God's sake her head still hurt like crazy.

Not long after, nothing but peaceful silence resounded.


A/N : Hope you liked it. This bunny plot kept bothering me during school time, and I couldn't help but to write it. I thought it was quite cute...

And one of the anon reviewers requested for a serious series, yes? I have a plot thought up, but incompleted yet. But I guess you can expect it for later~

I don't have any beta reader and English is not my first language, so I'll appreciate any comments or critiques about it.

Review and tell me what you think!

Ciao!

~Aisu