Question (GilgameshxArturia)

"What would you give for her?"

The ridiculous mongrel of a wizard had asked. That Merlin had definitely gotten on his nerves, for the most part because Gilgamesh found that he couldn't answer.

If he had said "treasures," it would be as if he needed to buy her. And Saber was never to be put on the same level as purchasable petty whores.

What the hell did he know?

Damn bug didn't even show up in any Grail War, and he dares to question a King about his love for his queen?

Well technically, Saber indeed was the mongrel's queen, rather his king, but that didn't give the wizard the right to doubt his love for the King of Knights.

But the simple query troubled him even then.

Even that useless existence, Lancer, could at least answer it.

Eternal loyalty.

The dog said it with so much conviction and sincerity, the odd wizard believed him.

Ha! Fat chance with that ridiculous love spot!

Even then, his little lioness was out with that mongrel instead of here by his side where she should be.

Why couldn't that wizard mongrel understand?

Arturia is...

Is...

Is...

Fuck.

Hell. He didn't know. His frown intensified in all his frustration.

Arturia...

He didn't realize he'd escaped the room he was in and was walking in some sort of park outside, when he'd caught a glimpse of his favorite blonde. She seemed to be holding two ice cream cones.

That sight, at least, had rid him of his worries. Her name had already been halfway out his mouth when Gil saw him.

That useless mongrel.

He stopped in his tracks, feeling his temperature rise by the second. His frown returned, deepening into a scowl that one could only see on a war general's countenance. Furious red eyes glared daggers at the pair like they could burn through them. Knuckles turned white as nails dug into his palm in anger.

And yet he stayed put.

What the hell? He should be rushing out there, should be taking her from him. He should be interrupting them, separating them,he should be beating the life out of that dog. Why wasn'the moving?

Bloody hell.

The King of Heroes turned, angrily making his way back to that damned wizard. Said sorceror stared with shocked eyes as Gilgamesh slammed the door open and seized him by the collar.

"Everything, you damned mongrel."

Before the man could gasp at the revelation, the mesopotamian king shoved the wizard away roughly and sat facing the door, awaiting her return with his head in his hands.

"Everything."


Heya!

I'm sorry I disappeared for a while, but I'm back, and I have a bunch of stories ready, so there will be updates!

I hope you liked this chapter. I might end up uploading the next one tomorrow or tonight if I get too excited.

My other story, The Play of Fate (which I'd really like you guys to check out), is taking me a bit long to finish up, but a new chappie will be up soon too!

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