Scorpio
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Category:
+S to Z › Saint Seiya
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
1,695
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Saint Seiya, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Epilogue
Epilogue
After all that had happened, the Island of Milos had become his refuge. Just as he had asked Clytus that night in the Temple, the squire had remained to take charge of Scorpio and its new master. It did not matter if he had not been invested yet. His House now belonged to another.
It felt good being on the Island. The inhabitants were as cordial as ever. Showering him constant affection, which somehow made him feel warmth in his heart. Loved.
Athena had kept her promise. Shaka was now responsible for Jabu. It was amusing for Milo to hear the news from Sanctuary. Athena had chosen him to be the representative of the feminine, and Scorpio being the opposite, the masculine, they complemented each other, and his training would be complete. The man laughed about that for several weeks after receiving the news.
Clytus had paid him a visit from time to time; careful not to say too much about Jabu. This way he would avoid causing Milo any discomfort. Although the last time he had visited, it had been Milo who had asked about him. The squire saw the smile that formed on the other’s lips. A mixture of pride and sadness, which made him reach out and playfully untidy the other’s hair with his hand.
One morning in early Autumn, Milo walked out of the cottage. He had decided to train that day, for if he didn’t start soon, his routine would be lost, and he wasn’t on vacation. He was calmer; he felt better; that was a fact. But nostalgia began to invade him, to devour him in its merciless fauces.
Being in that place started to cause him pain. There wasn’t a single place that didn’t bring back memories that had passed in Jabu’s company. As always, he would smile and go away; trying to put distance between himself and those places. But during the nights, he came to cling to them, almost out of desperation.
He spent the whole morning out of the cottage. People stopped to talk with him wherever he went, and he stayed to share a moment with each and every one of them. The day had been a quiet one. It was when he returned to the cabin that he noticed something. A very powerful cosmos; one that was well known to him, emanated from the heights of the hill; becoming more notable and familiar as he got nearer.
Suddenly he saw him. His hair fell down his back, longer than the last time they had seen each other. He had grown a little taller, and his musculature had developed considerably. He wore robes appropriate to his House, and he had an air of tranquillity in all his being, which made the other tremble slightly.
“I thought you would be in the house.”
“I just went for a walk... What brings you here?”
They laughed, noting how strange it felt to be in each others’ company after so much time. However, the sensation that everything was going to be all right was tangible in the air.
“I was caught in the middle of a fight with myself, you know?”
The man walked towards him, placing a hand against his cheek, so that the other smiled and closed his eyes, letting himself be caressed.
“Did you win?”
“I’m here, aren’t I?” He kissed him. Finally, after such a long time they felt each other again.
“Why did you take so long, Jabu?”
Scorpio began speaking, walking alongside Milo into the interior of the cottage.
After all that had happened, the Island of Milos had become his refuge. Just as he had asked Clytus that night in the Temple, the squire had remained to take charge of Scorpio and its new master. It did not matter if he had not been invested yet. His House now belonged to another.
It felt good being on the Island. The inhabitants were as cordial as ever. Showering him constant affection, which somehow made him feel warmth in his heart. Loved.
Athena had kept her promise. Shaka was now responsible for Jabu. It was amusing for Milo to hear the news from Sanctuary. Athena had chosen him to be the representative of the feminine, and Scorpio being the opposite, the masculine, they complemented each other, and his training would be complete. The man laughed about that for several weeks after receiving the news.
Clytus had paid him a visit from time to time; careful not to say too much about Jabu. This way he would avoid causing Milo any discomfort. Although the last time he had visited, it had been Milo who had asked about him. The squire saw the smile that formed on the other’s lips. A mixture of pride and sadness, which made him reach out and playfully untidy the other’s hair with his hand.
One morning in early Autumn, Milo walked out of the cottage. He had decided to train that day, for if he didn’t start soon, his routine would be lost, and he wasn’t on vacation. He was calmer; he felt better; that was a fact. But nostalgia began to invade him, to devour him in its merciless fauces.
Being in that place started to cause him pain. There wasn’t a single place that didn’t bring back memories that had passed in Jabu’s company. As always, he would smile and go away; trying to put distance between himself and those places. But during the nights, he came to cling to them, almost out of desperation.
He spent the whole morning out of the cottage. People stopped to talk with him wherever he went, and he stayed to share a moment with each and every one of them. The day had been a quiet one. It was when he returned to the cabin that he noticed something. A very powerful cosmos; one that was well known to him, emanated from the heights of the hill; becoming more notable and familiar as he got nearer.
Suddenly he saw him. His hair fell down his back, longer than the last time they had seen each other. He had grown a little taller, and his musculature had developed considerably. He wore robes appropriate to his House, and he had an air of tranquillity in all his being, which made the other tremble slightly.
“I thought you would be in the house.”
“I just went for a walk... What brings you here?”
They laughed, noting how strange it felt to be in each others’ company after so much time. However, the sensation that everything was going to be all right was tangible in the air.
“I was caught in the middle of a fight with myself, you know?”
The man walked towards him, placing a hand against his cheek, so that the other smiled and closed his eyes, letting himself be caressed.
“Did you win?”
“I’m here, aren’t I?” He kissed him. Finally, after such a long time they felt each other again.
“Why did you take so long, Jabu?”
Scorpio began speaking, walking alongside Milo into the interior of the cottage.