Selene Pais

Selene Pais
Chapter Zeta

Note: Sorry this took so long, writer's block is a pain in the ass. Hope you enjoy this or at least get sick off of it or get scared, because that's what it's meant to do.

Shun gave a sigh as he filed his nails down to sharp claw like shapes. To be honest he hated having his nails long but recently he had been too screwed up to trim them and now he was scared as hell over his preminition. Blowing the shaved powder off of his nails, his eyes skimmed over the sleek look he had polished them into. Tapping them agianst his forearm, he carefully tested out their durability and sharpness. He couldhavehave them frail, they had to be sharp enough to cause some damage, he had to be able to rely on his physical strength and not his cosmos if he was to protect himself. No, it wasn't like he didn't trust Hyoga, never in a million years would he doubt the man that he had placed his heart towards. It was just that... that the feeling was nothing more that a sickening twist. A hiddious emotion that dwelled deep within that festered and he had only such a feeling once before. A time that he would never speak of to anyone no matter how many times they might ask. No one knew of it, not even Ikki... and he hoped to Athena... nous, us, that it would not be a repeat of history.

Hyoga looked over his shoulder from the small kitchenett that he was working in. It had been several hours since they had come to Seiya's home and so far all they got was one phone call just making sure that they had made it safely. Ikki and Seiya were still waiting it out and Toa's condition seemed to very from better to worse. When he told Shun this, a strange look adopted those beautiful green eyes. That look... it... frightened him. Never had he seen those eyes so hard, vacaint, lustful, plotting. It was almost like looking into a mask of hatred.

He watched for a few moments as Andromeda consintrated heavily on his nails. When the youth looked up, their gazes locked and the boy smiled that sweet smile that seemed to be his traid mark. The blond gave a deep slow sigh as he turned off the burners and turned around. Resting his hands on the handle of the oven he felt the heat from the burners slowly cool as he addressed his companion.

"What happened?"

"I'm sorry?" Shun blinked.

"Something happened to you when you where a kid, didn't it."

The green haired youth narrowed his eyes for a moment, a biezzar emotion flickered over them. h ofh of them knew that what the Russian said wasn't a question. It was a statement that was meant to intimidate the younger into revealing the truth.

Shun snorted and a smirk curled his lips, "You're not saticified with finally getting me to speak?"

"No- I mean-..." Hyoga growled and rubbed his face with one hand. He understood that it was the fear installed in his green haired friend that was making him act strange. But what he wanted to know was how deep that fear was, how thick was his hatred for what had happened, and more importantly what HAD happened.

"Okay, yes, I am saticifed that you are now speaking," blue eyes closed slowly as he consintrated on his words making sure that he didn't mess anything up. "But what I'm not saticifed with is... that you're hiding something."

"Everyone hides something Hyoga."

"Not things like you. You're trying to burry something dark," he pushed himself away from the stove and slowly walked over to the bed that Shun laid upon. Leaning down he glared at that mask that stowed away the real Shun, "I can tell by your eyes."

"My, aren't you the smart little Aquarous," Shun closed his eyes and chuckled. He tried to relax his body as he drew in a breath. Fluttering open his optics he looked sadly at the well formed nails that decorated his hands, "I rather not talk about it."

"Don't make me pull it out of you," Hyoga took a seat on the bed.

Shun raised an eyebrow, "Oh? And if you must, what would you do to get the information?"

"I..."

"You haven't thought that far, have you?"

"To be honest no. Considering that you don't respond to pain so I can't just pin you or twist your arm behind your back and get you to spill your guts."

"Right, if I was like that I would never had made it to being a saint," Shun leaned over and placed the nail file on the end table.

"That means there are only two possible ways to get something out of you," Hyoga's gaze trailed over the slender figure, finding himself rather disgusted with the unbandaged legs. Large clawed grooves where held together with sickening black stitches.

"Pray tell."

The young saint shifted around and Cygnus could have sworn that he the boy was intensentionly trying to look sudductive.

"Well, one way is to ignore you and put you down until you finally confess."

"Would you do that to me?"

Their gazes locked, he smiled seeing that the old Shun was slowly pushing past that mask of fear. "No, I would never do that to you."

"The what's the other one?"

"Basicly torturing you with pleasure."

"How do you think up these things?"

"I've seen it done, read about it, stuff like that."

"You've got no time do you?"

"Not really."

"So..."

"So basicly I have to figure out what you really want and what gives you the most pleasure and play with ideas on how it can bring you to talk."

"Ha, nice one. You're never going to figure it out."

"Don't underestmate me," Hyoga brought up his hand to run his callused figure tips across the soft flesh of the youth's face. A visable shudder comfirmed his susspicions.

Leaning down he kept his lips a few centimeters away from those lips that he had always wanted to taste. Lowering a bit lower he breathed in the breath that smoothly washed over his face as he spoke in a whispered, "I'm not as blind as people like to think... Shun, I've seen the way you've looked at me and I know you've thought of me in more ways than just as a friend or an adopted brother."

With a firm motion he pressed his thumb against the youth's nipple earning a gasp that he took advantage of. Delving his tongue deep with in the warm cavern of flesh he felt his heart speed up from the sweet moan of pleasure that rumbled in the green haired boy's throat. Pale hands intertwined in his blond locks keeping him still as the kiss became more hungry as the two of them finally being able to get something that they had desired for so long.

The Russian pulled up Shun's shirt, snaking his hand under the cloth he splayed his hand over the tone abdomen taking in the warmth that created a tingle to travel up his arm. Slowly moving his fingures he glided his touch over the stretch of his crush's chest and abs. A whimper errupted from that sweet throat when his pinky brushed over the boy's belly button. Pulling away from the wet kiss, Hyoga slid his hands under the pant line of Shun's shorts. His fingers brushed across the soft yet corse curles that surrouned the growing errection. Caressing the skin around the boy's genitals the russian played kisses down the arching throat that started to bead with sweat.

"Will you tell me yet?" he grunted when one of those wounderful hands found its way under his shirt.

"I-I-" he gasped when a finger gently rubbed his sack. "I c-can't."

"Why not?" he nibbled on his ear.

"B-because, I just-" his back ad whd when his errection was opened to the world as his shorts where pushed down, careful not to touch the injuries on his legs.

Hyoga ran his thumb over the tip of the weeping member earning a cry. Kissing the open mouth, he rolled the pre-cum around on his fingers slicking them ever so slightly. Rubbing the puckering entrance to a relaxed state, he slipped one of his digits in, bobbing it a little before allowing a second to enter. The whimpers and moans that echoed in his head calwed at his control. He wanted to break down, to take his love, but he had a mission to complete. He couldn't give just yet, not yet.

"H-Hyoga, p-please," Shun gasped into his ear as he clung onto the man, his newly made claws digging into the tight flesh of his back. When the man's fingures brushed across his sweet spot he snapped back his head, a few strands of green hair clung to his sweating skin.

"Are you willing to tell me now?"

"Yes, god yes, just... oh lord," he panted as he tried to keep his mind about him. "Just... stop."

The Russian froze before slowly retracting his fingers and pulling up the shorts and down the shirt to cover that body he had craved for so long. Pulling back he looked into that face of beauty confused as to why the boy did not want him to finish and give him release. Shun's arms where still wrapped around him and his expression was so gentle, so why?

"I... want my first time... with you to be after my legs heal," he explained pulling the blond down kissing those rough lips.

Cygnus smiled and rested his forhead against his lover's, "Fair enough.... so..."

Shun signed and let go of Hyoga, zipping up his shorts, he shifted himself so he was leaning up against the wall, facing the blond. "Damn it... I really was hoping that no one would ever hear about this."

Blue eyes narrowed as a frown adopted the Siberian's face.

He took another deep breath, running his fingers through his dirtied green hair, "When... I was little, when Ikki and I were still in the ophenage something had happened. Ikki and a bunch of the older kids had left on a field trip for a week. I think I was about... four maybe five years old because it wasn't to long before Saori-san's grandfather adopted us."

"What happened?"

"I had wondered off into the woods that was behind our orphanage," he started to look around as if trying to find something as he continued. "It wasn't dark but the air felt heavy. My stomach coiled and I felt like I was going to regergitate at any moment. I tried to retrace my steps but something wasn't right. Things where different, it was like the forest had changed around me. Then I could smell it..."

"Smell what?"

"Something burning, it was... disgusting, but I knew if I found the fire then I could find people. So I went to it," his brow frowed. "But what I found was a house, old, abandoned. It was... large, and it looked like one of those really old traditional houses (he means the old Japanese houses/mantions). The fire was coming from the court yard so I tried shouting out only to sound more like a mouse," he smiled for a brief moment before that mask of fear and hatred took over again. His eyes focused on Hyoga, "Hyoga... do you know what it is like to come across a pile of bodies being burned one by one?"

The blond shook his head slowly as an expression of disgust and shock twisted his features.

"It's a sight you never want to see. I remember seeing that... thing, knarled and hunched over throwing them on. Shifting around the burned off limbs as if they were nothing but fire wood." He swallowed hard before continuing, "It saw me, so I ran. It chased me into the house, the hallways where dark and stained. The floor... still wet from the mass slaughter that had happened, spots where still warm while others the blood had coagulated. I remember my shoes getting soaked as I ran as fast as I could. Most of the doors were to old to slide open, but when I found one I dove in and shut it behind me as quietly as I could. I found a long box and wedged it behind the door so it couldn't open easily. The door rattled and I could hear the thing breathing. I was about the scream when a hand had wrapped around my mouth. It turned out to be another child that had previously hid away. A little girl just as old as I was. We had huddled in the corner of a closet waiting until what ever it was was gone. I found out that she was part of that group. It was a group of family and friends that had gone camping, and one day they decided to go hiking and came across the house, came inside and the thing appeared and started to kill them. She was hidden by her sister."

"How did... you get out?"

Shun sighed, rested his hands on his knees and looked up at the ceiling, "We managed to break the bamboo bars that where in the windows. We crawled out and started to run. Something happened, I think the thing started to chase us, so we split up. The next thing I can recall is taking off my shoes and any artical of clothing that had any sort of blood from the hallway that I had ran down, and tossed them into a creek that I came across. I think the only thoughts that came into my head when I watched my clothes wash away was, 'I don't want Ikki to know' and 'It can smell the blood'." He took a breath before continuing as if steeling himself to what was to come, "So... I was walking around in the forest in just an undershirt that I took from Ikki's drawer and my underwear. My feet hurt from all the thorns and rocks I had to walk on. I wandered for about... three hours I think. Then I came across the creature. It was hunched over, doing something."

Shun's breath hitched, burring his face into his hands he tucked his head behind his curled knees. He words where not sad, nor singing with dispare, but tainted with an unusal hatred, "I saw it Hyoga, the freak was... kissing the girl's severed head as he jacked off on her small hand covered in her blood. When he looked over his shoulder I saw his rinkled skin, the lulling of his tongue over her still screaming face!"

"Shun," Hyoga reached over to touch the boy on the shoulder to have his hand gripped painfully tight.

The green haired saint uncurled to burry his face into the crook of Hyoga's neck. His voice cracked as the dangerous whisper rolled over the shivering skin.

"I want him dead Hyoga. He tried to kill me, tried to use my body as his play thing like he did to that little girl. I want to tear him apart, slowly. I hate him, Hyoga. And I know he's set on having me as his next victim."

To be continued...


Nice and sick huh? Yeah, I think I almost hurled a few times while writting this. I came up with some worse ideas but decided that they would be... well worse and I didn't want to scare away all my readers. Remember to leave reviews. More 'fun' in later chapters. *cackle*