A/N : Hey, I am sorry, guys. Really. School's been a jerk. And... I felt that everything I write sucks. *sigh*

Oh well,just read and see. Oh, and If you spot grammar errors... fix me :)

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Saber walked with an extremely foul mood.

It is true that she was just walking as calm as ever, despite the rare tongue click and sighs she let out a few times, but the intense atmosphere she emitted could be felt by humans in the radius of 3 meters from herself. People stepped out of her way and looked in horror—well, since first of all, she was the well-known King of Swords. Secondly, it was also very rare for the woman to have a bad mood.

In a fairly near distance, a girl with two black twin tails seemed to share the same feeling. The girl, famous for having a deadly kick, added the horror to the school that day.

The reason? It was about the exam, of course.

"U-uh, Saber…" Shiro awkwardly called out, getting worried about his female best friends. He glanced at Rin—who seemed to be mumbling a series of curses—and cancelled his second call.

"Yeah, what is it, Shiro?" replied Saber without looking back. Her tone was low and monotone.

Shiro pondered for a moment. What should he do to fix his best friends' foul mood?

"Err… cheer up?" he stated doubtfully. Saber looked at him deadpanned. "I will cook your favorite food when we got home," he quickly added with a sheepish smile. "And… for you too, Rin."

Rin stopped her mumble and turned to the red haired boy. Saber's expression remained stoic for a moment, but quickly melted into a kind smile. "Thank you for worrying about us, Shiro."

"Yeah… and I—we will certainly be looking forward to your cooking."

Shiro laughed. "Yeah, of course, Rin."

Turning back to the road, Saber felt her mood lightening up for a bit. She thought back about her day.

This was all his fault—that conceited blonde guy! If it weren't for his meaningless brawl, they wouldn't be late, and wouldn't fail the exam. And she had studied so hard the night before too—collecting all possible materials, doing course works, and even surfing the internet for some things that had not been thought about yet. She was sure she could ace the exam and beat Rin once more. But… it was all in vain. All because of Gilgamesh.

She sighed, calming down. She recalled his words.

"Afterschool, 4 p.m, at the South Park. I will be waiting."

The woman snorted. Like hell she'd fulfill his conceited command! He must have thought that everyone would obediently follow him, huh? Well, definitely not her. She was not afraid of that man at all. Let him wait until morning, she didn't care.

Saber sighed once again, clearing her mind. She shouldn't let Gilgamesh bother her anymore. Mentally nodding to herself, she glanced at her companions. "Let's drop in the supermarket for a bit, Shiro. We've nearly run out of meat."

"Sure," Shiro answered, glad that his friend had gotten her mood better.

Saber nodded and smiled firmly. She stared at the sky—something was bothering her. That guy—Gilgamesh—, what was his last words?

"Of course, you'll regret it, Saber."

Regret what? Regretting her decision to not come and fight him? That was silly. The duel, afterall, was just wasting her precious time. Except…

"By the way, where's Sakura?"

Hearing the question, Rin turned her head with a blank look. Shiro scratched his head. "Uh… I don't exactly know." Saber stared at him, her mind full of thoughts.

"Well, the last time I saw her, I was walking towards the gate. Some guys called out to her, and she joined them, walking away. I thought she must had some business, so I let her be."

Saber was silent; what her worries might be true. She gritted her teeth. "That bastard…"

"What is it, Saber?" Shiro asked, worrying.

"I am afraid that conceited blonde man had taken our friend into hostage," she answered angrily.

Rin furrowed her brows. "That's realistic. The man seemed crazy enough to do anything just to get a good duel," she answered, almost as angry as Saber.

Saber closed her eyes, calming herself down. "Shiro, please tell Mom my apologies. I can't help her with the cleanup today."

"E-eh, okay, but why?"

Before Shiro could finish his question, Saber had already dashed away.

"Oh? You're finally here."

Gilgamesh smirked with amusement as Saber entered the park, anger visible in her calm-looking expression. Well, of course she'd come—it was his invitation after all. "You've made me waited for 5 minutes, but I'll forgive you this time."

"Can we get straight to the business?" Saber asked, ignoring his sentence.

"Good to see you so excited, but no need to rush, woman," he asked, feeling slightly pleased seeing her very eager about the fight. Gilgamesh spun on his toes and revealed something that looked like a big, long leather roll. He rolled it open, revealing various swords and blades slipped into the holders.

Saber stared with wide eyes. Katanas, swords, knives, saber, even small spear existed. "These are…"

"Pick one as you please," he told her casually. "Heh, no need to be so surprised. I've known that you can play a wide range of swordmanship styles—you're not called as The King of Swords for nothing," he added seeing the look on her face.

Saber gawked at him. "You… stalked me?"

"Gathering information beforehand about your opponent is proven to be useful during combats," he replied lightly. "So… which will you pick?"

"I prefer my own blade," she replied with certainty, taking her wooden katana from its sheath.

He shrugged. "I thought so. Although, I am a bit disappointed since I was hoping to get a different show from you. Well, why don't we just get started then?"

Gilgamesh held up his own wooden katana and they steadied theirselves, intense atmosphere forming around them. Without words, the two took their first movement almost in the same time and clashed. Saber pulled back before emerging with full force, not giving any time for her opponent to spare.

"I'll make this quick," Saber stated.

Gilgamesh smirked. "Ooh? Nice to see you finally getting serious."

The next twenty minutes went by quickly. They exchanged quick, deadly blows, which both could block and return skillfully. The sounds of clashing woods echoed in the empty park. Time passed, but not a single damage had been inflicted to the either of the duelist.

"This is getting nowhere," Saber exclaimed as she forced forward.

Gilgamesh dodged. "It is quite amusing though."

Saber gritted her teeth. Even after mustering all of her skills, she couldn't make him surrender. And why did he look so amused? She had to do something—the duel could last long, while Sakura… who knew what those bastards could possibly do to her?

Mustering all her anger and skill, Saber maneuvered a circling slash, which sent Gilgamesh's blade flying. Gilgamesh stared at her with pure amazement as she held her blade close to his throat.

"You actually defeated me. That was… unexpected."

"Of course," Saber replied. "I am not called as The King of Swords for no reason."

"Heh, you are indeed very interesting, woman," he stated, smirking. He had finally found a treasure. He felt his passion burning up as he gazed at her with excitement.

"Enough with all these," Saber cut him off, her emerald orbs pierced into his blood red ones. "Now give Sakura back!"

Gilgamesh furrowed her brows. "Sakura? Who?"

"Don't play fool, you jerk! Where is she?" she shouted angrily.

Gilgamesh raised his brows. "Calm down, woman. I can assure you I don't know this Sakura's whereabouts," he explained calmly. "You might have gotten the wrong person."

"Stop messing with me! Shiro saw your men taking her away after school earlier!"

Gilgamesh looked into her eyes sharply. "Is that true?"

Saber fell into thoughts. Were that actually his men? "W-well, yeah..," she answered.

"Those mongrels… I never ordered them to do it," he stated. "I will never go to such low measure. They have hurt my pride as a fighter."

Saber fell silent.

"Listen," Gilgamesh spoke to her. "You should check her home and other places that woman usually goes to. I will meet the mongrels to check if what you are saying is true."

Saber nodded awkwardly. "I understand."

"Don't worry, I will certainly teach them a lesson for messing with my pride."

Saber felt her chest stir as he grinned reassuringly. "I am going," she said, walking away to find Sakura.

"Where is she?"

Saber had checked all the places Sakura could possibly visited—the park, shopping district, the town library—but still had no luck. Albeit trying to keep thinking positively, she was starting to panic. Saber calmed herself down—she still had one more hope, one more place to visit—her home.

After several minutes of walking, the woman finally arrived in front of Matou family's front gate. Saber clicked the bell with thin patience. Please be there… please tell me you are safe at home.

A few seconds passed, and a familiar middle-aged lady opened the front door. "Oh, it's you, Saber…"

"Evening, Misstress Matou," she bowed politely. "Is Sakura at home?"

The woman tilted her head. "Eh? No, she is not home yet," she replied. "Why, is something the matter?"

Thoughts flooded Saber's mind in an instant. Her home was her last hope, but she wasn't there either. So her concerns was true. Where could Sakura possibly be? What had they done to her?

Saber mustered her courage and spoke out. "I am sorry Mistress Matou, it is all my fault, I admit, but it seems that—"

"Saber?"

Saber quickly turned her head as a familiar voice called her. There, five meters from her, Sakura stood with a questioning look.

"Sakura!" Saber shouted with relieve. "There you are! I've been looking for you everywhere."

"Uh, is that so? Why, do you have some important business with me?"

"No, it's just that… I thought…" Saber stuttered, "Uh, nevermind. I'm just glad you are safe."

Sakura raised her brows.

"Safe? Of course I am. I was just meeting my old friends."

"That's… good to hear," Saber replied uncertainly. "Well then, I will be going home. Excuse me," she bowed politely.

Sakura waved a goodbye. "Take care, Saber."

Nodding, she finally went home. Saber gazed at the setting sun as she walked home. Time to end the exhausting day—Shiro, Rin and food were waiting for her at home!

Saber threw herself into bed with a smile. The dinner was awesome! Shiro cooked her favorite food and prepared a big amount of it—enough to fill up her stomach. There was the usual brawl with Taiga—but aside from that, the dinner was perfect. It turned out that Sakura wasn't harmed as well.

She felt so content that she almost forgot all about her exam.

A ringing sound broke her peaceful silence. Reaching out to the table, she grabbed her cell phone and glanced at the caller's id. She raised her brows; It was unrecognized. Who could it be? she wondered. She didn't remember receiving calls except from her closest friends and her family.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Saber."

The voice was familiar, but she must make sure. "Who is this?"

"You don't recognize me?" the voice asked. "That's harsh, but I'll let it pass. It's Gilgamesh. Rejoice, you have received a phone call from me."

She knew it. "Gilgamesh?" she asked uncertainly. "How… how did you know my number?"

"I have a faithful informant," he replied. Saber fell speechless. So he really had stalked her. Or gathered informations about her, as how he claimed it to be.

"I see."

"Did you find that woman you were looking for? My men stated that they didn't know about her disappearance."

"She's at home," Saber replied guilty. "She only went out with some male old friend."

"Oh? That's good then. My pride has been cleared."

"Yes. I am truly sorry for suspecting you," she said genuinely.

A snicker could be heard across the line. "Hmm, I will spare you for that. Since you were quite… entertaining, I challenge you to have other duels with me. I will certainly defeat you next time."

His tone left but one choice for her—that was to accept the statement. Saber giggled soundlessly. What a conceited man. "Sure, let's do it again some other time. And… let's see if you can take me down."

"I believe I will. Well then, see you around."

With that, the call ended. Saber settled her phone on her desk and sighed. He was egoistic and conceited, but he was not that bad of a person. Moreover, that duel… she couldn't say she did not enjoy it. It had been a long time since she had a fun duel. It was good to polish her skills.

Saber drifted to sleep, ignoring the fact that she had not mentioned about the exam she was terribly upset about through their affairs.

A/N : FINALLY!

I really hope you enjoyed that. Umm so... ask me if you need to ask anything about this story, and correct me if I am/was/did wrong. I LOVE reviews, so leave me some to treasure~

Okay I am really blank so... see you in the next chapter ^^

~Aisu