A/N : SOOO SORRY! I intend to post this earlier-well, at least before the end of March-but school, laziness, and the lack of inspiration attacked me non stop TT not to mention my sucky connections for the past few days...

Anyway, enough with the blabber, enjoy~!

-disclaimer still applies-

After that incident, Gilgamesh had disappeared like a wind from Saber's everyday life. Well, not like she cared, since he was such a bother to her peaceful schooldays. However, she had to admit that she was eager about the idea of having a duel with him again—she'd kick his damned ass for making her fail her exam.

Oh yes, of course she hadn't forgot about that. Saber had completely lost it between all the ruckus about Sakura, but soon she remembered it.

And when she did, she was very, very pissed off.

Fortunately, after bargaining with the teacher for a bit, the unfortunate group were permitted to take the recovery exam separately. And here she was, taking a deep breath after completing it. She could have done better in the real exam, but the recovery exam wasn't all that bad. Now she could relax from the fear of her score being dragged down.

Saber's toes clacked softly to the wooden floor as she took two steps ahead. There couldn't be a better place to relax than the dojo—swinging her katana and working out for a bit helped a lot in releasing her stress and anger.

"Hiyaa!"

With one swift move, Saber sliced the bamboo canes into halves, crafting the lined up bamboo sticks into a perfect loop shape. Wooden materials were scattered everywhere. Soon, claps could be heard from the room's far right side where everyone watched their King of Swords practice her admirable swordsmanship.

Saber took off her helmet and put her katana down. She had had enough practice for the day. Feeling her stress slightly lifted, Saber took off her kendo armor and collected her belongings.

It was time to go home.

But what awaited at the school gate was not something she'd expect.

"Yo, o King of Swords!"

Saber stared, slightly gawking as the blonde haired man casually waved his hand with a smirk. It was true that she was waiting for a chance to punish him, but it was not the time. She had just made her mood calm and peaceful, yet seeing his stupid smirking face…

It was enough to boil her blood back to her head.

"What… are you doing here?"

Gilgamesh shrugged. "I'm kinda bored."

Saber furrowed her brows. "And?"

"Entertain me."

Saber fell silent.

"Sorry, what did you..?"

"I said I'm bored, so entertain me, woman," he repeated, holding his katana up and pointing it to her. He was provoking a duel with her.

Saber gritted her teeth quietly, her mouth stayed shut. "No, Gilgamesh. I am not your entertainment," she said, trying to keep her composure.

Gilgamesh furrowed his brows and stared sharply at her, feeling offended. Students—although not many of them—began to gather in curiosity as the two famous duelist faced each other, waiting for their next move.

Saber glanced uneasily at the gathering crowds. "Go home. We don't want to make any scene here," Saber said with a monotone voice.

Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows. "Oh?" he glanced to the crowds and shrugged. "Why would you bother about them? They're just a bunch of curious mongrels."

Seber clenched her fist. Calm down, Saber. He's just provoking you, and you're not falling for his trap again.

"Or.. are you afraid of the shame if I beat you here?"

That was it. The sentence broke Saber's last string of patience. Afterall, she knew that no matter what she'd say, Gilgamesh would never let her pass without having her entertain him first. Furthermore, she had long waited for a chance to beat the hell out of him. With that, Saber unsheathed her katana, ready to strike.

Murmurs could be heard from between the crowds. Gilgamesh smirked. "Now that's my favorite woman. Well then, shall we get started?"

"I'm your wha—"

Before Saber could even finish her question, Gilgamesh had launched a quick attack aimed to her sides. With reflex, Saber blocked the attack. Cheers could be heard as their blade clashed.

Gilgamesh smirked and pulled back. Without any chance to rest, Saber launched her attack, and he dodged it to the sides while blowing another slash forward. Quickly, Saber spun—dodging -and returned the attack.

The crowds cheered and murmured as the battle continued. The two highly skilled katana wielder exchanged super-speed blows with no sign of the loss of either of the side. As the hour passed, some of the spectators had gone home, some stayed, and some had just arrived, getting curious about the ruckus.

This is getting nowhere, Saber thought. She took a few taunting steps to the side, pausing her attacks. It was true that Saber had defeated Gilgamesh before, however, now it seemed as if he didn't give it his all. It was as if he was underestimating her.

"What's wrong, Saber? Surrendering to me already?"

Saber shook her head slowly. "I was just wondering how long will this continue," she replied calmly.

Gilgamesh ignored the offense. "Then what are you waiting for?" he said as he launched yet another attack forward.

Their blade clashed as Saber blocked his attack. Blows were exchanged skillfully, unending and in harmony. Before anyone realized it, the sky was already getting dark, the sun was setting. Saber glanced to the blood red sky, getting impatient. Gilgamesh caught her off guards and locked her sword, causing her to almost lose her grip. He smirked as his blade pushed her farther. Her loss was getting closer. Saber glared, trying to push back.

The crowds cheered as the battle was getting to its climax. But then, a ringing sound broke their heated gaze.

Ringring

They blinked, feeling the slightest bit of surprise, their moves stopped. "Err…," Saber mumbled awkwardly.

Gilgamesh snorted. He hated being interrupted.

"Mom would kill me if I don't answer this now," Saber added.

"Go, answer it, woman. Fast," he finally commanded with an irritated tone, pulling back his katana. Saber glanced apologetically and took her phone from her pocket. As she had thought, it was her mother calling.

"Hello? Mo—uhm."

Loud shouts could be heard from across the line.

"Yes. Yes. I am sorry. Right away. Okay."

Saber sighed as she ended the call. Gilgamesh stared at her questioningly, his brows slightly raised.

"I am sorry for the interruption. And… furthermore, it seems that I can't continue this match for now."

Saber looked away guiltily, and Gilgamesh clicked his tongue.

"Can't you spare some minutes?" It was the exciting part, and he was close to winning too. Saber nervously looked down, feeling bad.

"Mother had… umm, threatened me to come home immediately," she explained, a glint of horror crossed her emerald orbs. "Well… Let's just say that she has better swordsmanship skills than both of us combined, and she practices it often," she added seeing the look Gilgamesh gave her.

"Hoo? She sounds like an interesting woman," Gilgamesh commented, a smirk crept onto his façade. He would love to battle with her sometime…

"Don't even think to," Saber cut him off, knowing what he was intending to do. Sighing, she took her bag from the ground and prepared to leave.

"Hold it! Surely five minutes of battle wouldn't matter that much?"

Saber stared at him deadpanned. But before she could say a word, two men dressed in black suits appeared from the crowds, calling out to the blood-eyed man. "Master Gilgamesh!" one of them called. Gilgamesh clicked his tongue and irritatedly turned around. His brows furrowed seeing the incoming figures.

"What do you want?"

The men bowed before the taller one answered him. "The Master wants your presence on a serious matter immediately. We've prepared your ride and accommodations."

The blood-eyed man flinched unnoticeably. He sighed. Without a word, he turned back again, his blood orbs staring right into Saber's emerald one. "Looks like we really have to suspend our match for now, Saber."

Saber nodded. "It seems so."

"Well then, see you around," Gilgamesh smirked for the last time before turning his back and starting to walk away. "Next time, I'll surely beat you."

"I look forward in proving that wrong," Saber answered.

"Oh, and your reward for last time," he threw a big package he seemed to grab from nowhere, and it landed smoothly on Saber's embrace as she spontaneously caught it. "Now I don't owe you anything."

Saber gaped at the sudden gift, blinking. "W-wait, I have no need for such thing from you!" she shouted. But Gilgamesh had walked away quickly, ignoring her refusal. A black car had waited him just outside the gate, and he went inside. One of the black-suited men swung the door shut, and swiftly, the car drove away, a few similar ones following it.

Saber stared, stunned with the quick pace of event. She stared questioningly at the package in her hands. Shaking her head, she decided to just decide what to do with it when she got back home, considering her mother's impatient temper. She picked up the rest of her belongings and walked away, ignoring the ever staring eyes of her prior match's spectators.

Disappointed rumbles could be heard from the crowds as they disbanded.

After a nice bath, Saber sighed, throwing her body onto the bed. It was a long day, and she was extremely tired. As she was getting ready to sleep, a package on the small table by the bed caught her attention and turned her mind back on.

Hesitantly, she took on the package. It was carefully wrapped in expensive-looking rose patterned blue wrapper with a golden ribbon as its final touch. It didn't weigh much, and it felt soft and squishy to hold. Curiously, Saber began undoing the ribbon, the wrapper following. I will open this carefully, and re-wrap it later, then return it to that conceited idiot—I'm just curious.

Upon discovering the contents, Saber gasped in pure surprise. Inside was a lion plushie she'd wanted for a long time—the one she was saving her money for. It was light-brown colored, with dark-brown mane and tail. The fury material was soft and fluffy, and it felt nice in her embrace.

She spotted the cute doll about two weeks ago, and she had fallen in love with it immediately. Of course, she didn't bother to let anyone know, for it was a relatively embarrassing thing for the brave woman to have such likings.

And yet… just how did that conceited man know?

Well, surely he had shown remarkable skills in information gathering, but...

The question remained unanswered as Saber tried her best to drift to sleep that night.

A/N : Yeah, it's quite short, I am really sorry... But, I hope you enjoyed it either way ^^"

Well, I guess next chapter will be about the lion plushie XD and how did he find out. Or... should we just leave that for now? =w=

Anyway, I'm looking for a beta reader. I am aware of my not-so-good English, and I still make a lot of grammar mistakes. I don't really know how to get a beta reader here... but... uhm, I'm accepting any beta-reader who'd like to beta-read my story. ^^ Of course, you must have a better English than mine to be my beta-reader...

And, if you found some mistakes and such while reading this story, feel free to point out, I'll try to fix it ASAP~

Reviews are love 3 XD and I'd be really happy if you'd spare a minute to write me one.

Well then, see you in next chapter~!