Gilgamesh x Saber

I shall return

The pain radiated throughout her body, a sharp piercing pain caused by that hideous golden blade.

She shut her eyes trying to block it out. All that mattered was the Grail...the Grail...

She got to her feet and faced the man standing in front of her, Archer. Her stance was weak and exhausted but still she held Excalibur tightly in her hand, her spirit untouched and still fighting.

Gilgamesh watched her, obviously amused. His mouth broke into a wide grin and started laughing, an insane sound that made Saber's blood boil.

"You know Saber...even when you're delusional and helpless like this, you still are a beautiful woman.''

She gritted her teeth and glared at him. She hated him with every bone in her body.

Such nonsense... what is he saying?

"Saber...Lay down your sword and become my wife!"

"What?" That had genuinely taken her aback. What kind of crap was he spouting now?

"Join me Saber, and we can be the strongest together! Ruling this world as the two strongest Kings! Is that not something to be desired!?'

She looked up into his lustful red eyes and shuddered. That look in his eye... It was for her.

When did he start loving her? He himself didn't know. He figured it was that one night when he, Saber, and Rider were discussing what makes a King.

Hearing her speak about her wish...He knew what she wanted was blind and idiotic, A stupid, naïve little girl's wish. But... hearing her talk so stricken in fear about her people, her ideals, her beliefs... They had sparked something in him.

A desire... A blind desire to own her and make her his. He didn't know what he should call this feeling. Every time he would see her a pang of longing would rise in his heart only to be suppressed by wanting to hurt her and destroy her gleefully.

He dreamed of her. Holding her to his chest, stroking her hair, loving her. Gazing into her stunning emerald eyes. Pressing her soft tender lips to his own. Making love to her. His want for her was so strong he couldn't take it anymore.

It hurt him to know that no matter what he did, no matter how hard he tried, he could never be with her. And that feeling gnawed at his heart to no end.

Was this... What they called love? Because if it was, it was the most painful feeling he had ever experienced.

She couldn't believe the words she was hearing. What kind of cruel trick was he trying to pull, saying those things?

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about, Archer. I demand you step aside and give me the grail. Right Now."

"Ahahaha! Unfortunately, I cannot do that, my love."

"Don't... CALL ME THAT!" She ran forward, her blade out and ready as she screamed a battle cry.

"...Ngh... I didn't want to do this, Saber." He said quietly as he watched her glorious figure charge forward.

Snap!

She was pinned against the wall, chains binding her arms and legs. She struggled helplessly and glared at him.

"ARCHER...You fiend!"

He chuckled and took slow steps towards her. His hand grabbed her chin, rough but gentle at the same time.

"You really...are beautiful."

Finally...can I obtain her? Can I make her mine at long last?

"I...hate you." She growled, her voice cold.