A:N/ Well, hello! Once again, I'm sorry for the lack of updates, but great news! Midterms are halfway over so I'll be able to update as much as possible. So, here's one chapter for now!

Halley Vanaria: who knows? Maybe Enkidu won't even find out..? ;)

Eve. L Kitty: did it? Hmm, I don't know! ;)

TheFoxKnight: MAYBE OR MAYBE NOT?! (you guys are killing me with these guesses because I just want to tell you!) But, I'll give you a hint! I wouldn't count Ishtar out just yet…

Aria woke up to a pounding headache and a bright light shining on her face. She got up, groggily, and raised her hand in front of her to block part of the annoying cause of her headache. Damn, her head was pounding. Slowly, she patted the blankets in front of her to make sure she even had blankets own. Whipping them away, she placed her feet on the cold, marble floor, gently, as she sat up while cradling her fragile head in the palm of her hand.

"Ugh, what happened?" She moaned, as she opened her eyes. She realized she was in her room, but how come she felt she was supposed to be in someone else's room?

She got up and approached her floor-length mirror to see her appearance. She must've been so drunk last night because her beautiful dress was crumpled and ripped. Her usual soft, platinum hair was a disaster and knotty. Aria crinkled her forehead. At least she remembered drinking last night.

"Good morning, mistress Aria!" Two chipper voices chorused, rather loudly, from her doorway.

Aria groaned in response.

"Remind me to never drink again." She told her bright maidservants as they giggled in response.

Before the girls could attack her with their usual rambunctious, a light cough interrupted the usual morning routine.

The girls and Aria turned to face the intruder with wide eyes. Enkidu was leaning on the doorway with an amused smile on his face.

"Well, well, you look…-" Enkidu was cut off by Aria's right hand in midair to silence him.

"Like shit? Oh yeah, I know." She groaned as she massaged her temples. The girls giggled and blushed as Enkidu winked at them.

Aria rolled her eyes with a small smile on her face, "If you girls will excuse us." Enkidu politely requested.

The girls looked at each other, blushing at the acknowledgement and hurried out the room.

As Enkidu watched them leave, he turned to face his disheveled sister with an eyebrow raised.

"Looks like you had fun." He seemed to furrow his eyebrows in concern. Aria shrugged.

"I don't even remember what happened, to be honest. Just drinking? Were we drinking?" Aria asked, thinking her brother would have the answer since he always hovered around her like a protective bodyguard.

Enkidu looked taken aback and his facial reaction turned from concern to pure curiosity.

"You had dinner with Gilgamesh, remember?" Enkidu prodded, slightly surprised at the lack of memory.

Aria gasped, "Oh yeah! I did! That was fantastic wine." She mumbled.

Enkidu chuckled at the confession, "See? This place isn't that bad."

Aria seemed to be in her own little land as she nodded, mutely, but Enkidu didn't seem to notice.

"Anyways, speaking of the devil, He wants us in the gardens. It's the beginning of spring so we always have a celebration." Enkidu announced, hoping his sister would perk up at the mention of a party.

But, then again, it's rigid Aria.

Aria seemed to be brought down from her thoughts and she gave her brother an amused look, "A party?"

Enkidu scratched the back of his head, sheepishly, "Hey, you've got to admit that it's gorgeous outside and the weather does the gardens justice."

Aria shrugged, "I mean, sure, I guess."

Enkidu came up from behind Aria and placed his hands on her shoulders and brought her in front of the mirror, again.

"First things first, you look like shit."

The gardens were decorated, beautifully, from the hanging white drapes that billowed, softly, from the warm wind to the flowers' intoxicating smell that said, 'Spring is here!' Aria inhaled, deeply, as her brother walked her to the party.

The girls had dressed her in a richly deep red colored one-shoulder dress which accented her icy-colored eyes and bright platinum hair which fell down her back in big waves while her stray hairs were pinned to the side of her head. Enkidu always wore the simple white tunic that the men wore even to special events, but then again, he always had special privileges.

As they entered the extravagant decorated circle, Aria noticed that not only the nobles were joining them, but the servants as they laughed with soldiers and danced with lions. She couldn't help but smile as a little boy toddled up to her and asked for a dance.

She had politely rejected and the little boy walked away, devastated. Enkidu looked at her with horror stricken on his face and Aria simply shrugged, "I can't dance. I'll just embarrass myself. I need to make myself known as a goddess, brother, not a silly dancer like those consorts."

"It was a small child, Aria!" Enkidu sputtered, as he shook his head and walked away. Aria, confused, just furrowed her brows and mentally kicked herself for ruining something.

"It's not like I care." She mumbled to herself.

"Talking to yourself, I see?" A deep, mocking voice boomed behind her. She spun around, cursing herself as she felt her hangover headache creep back from the sudden motion.

Gilgamesh raised an eyebrow at her actions, "Still have nasty headaches?" He continued to jeer.

Aria glared at him, "It's not my fault that your wine was so damn tasty." She hissed, quietly.

Cocking his head back, Gilgamesh let out a boisterous laugh. "You never cease to entertain me, Aria."

Aria scoffed, "I'm not entertainment. I'm your punishment." She growled, angrily.

Gilgamesh ignored her comment and grabbed her hand. Surprised, she tried to quickly pull away, but she felt it to be of no use as she found themselves amongst the dancers.

"No more talking. It's time to dance!" He exclaimed, with mischievous written in his demon-colored eyes.

Aria had no choice but to step on his feet every time.

Gilgamesh felt himself sweating. She didn't seem to remember anything.

When he first saw her walk into the party with Enkidu, he remembered his heart refusing to calm down as he watched their interaction, very closely. When he saw Enkidu leave because of Aria's refusal to dance with a little boy, he let out the breath he held in for so long.

So far, so good.

Approaching her was surprising as well, she did insult and glare at him, but he realized she didn't seem to remember anything else other than the drinking.

He only hoped that it would stay that way.

Looking down at her furious face as his non-reaction to the stepping of toes, he couldn't help but think of all the avoidance he would have from her if he reminded her.

But did he want to be avoided by her?

But his fascination with her would eventually die out. So, why bother destroying something that was bound to be destroyed anyways?

Plus, there was Enkidu. If Enkidu found out, well, let's say the gods would get what they want. Gilgamesh's stone heart even seemed to clench at the thought of losing his only friend over this.

Ouch, damn woman and her sandals.

Aria's enraged face and fuming posture was all the more fun for the golden king.

Smirking, Gilgamesh came to a conclusion.

He wasn't done playing with this toy and he wasn't about to put it down just yet.

A:N/ The next chapter should be coming out soon! I promise, but for now, here's another one! Don't you just love playing with toys?