Friendly Helper

This is a very short drabble piece I wrote months ago
because there just isn\'t any Shiryu/Hyoga fics out there.  It\'s pretty OOC
for both of them and definitely falls into the fun, gag type of fic. 
Disclaimer: I don\'t own Saint Seiya.

Friendly Helper         
                                                                  

           “Spread your legs a little more.”  Shiryu said firmly. 

            “Just do it already.”  Hyoga snapped.

            “I can’t, spread your legs.” 

            “It hurts.”

            “I can’t help it, spread them or I’ll spread
them for you.” 

            Doing as he was told, Hyoga spread his legs.

            “Hurry up.” Hyoga groaned.

            “You asked me to do this, stop whining.” 
Shiryu was losing his patience.

            “It’s embarrassing!”  Hyoga blushed, looking
away.

            “You’ve got a nice ass you know.”  Shiryu
smiled.

            “Shut up!  Don’t say things like that!” 

            “Well you do.  Stop being so fussy.”  Shiryu
chuckled.  “How does that feel?”

            “It hurts!”  Hyoga gritted out.

            “Don’t be so tense, relax.”

            “If you were in my position, you wouldn’t be
able to relax either.”  Hyoga retorted.

            “Well, I wouldn’t be yammering on like a baby
about it.  It’s not that bad.”  Shiryu continued with what he was doing.

            “Hmph!  It hurts.”

            “I know, you’ve told me.” 

            Hyoga sighed.

            “Does it feel any better?”  Shiryu inquired.

            “A little.”

            “It should feel good in a second.”

            “Yeah, it’s starting to feel good.”

            “Keep your legs spread.”  Shiryu instructed.

            “Stop being so bossy!”  Hyoga growled.

            “I’m doing this for you.”

            “I know.  Thanks.”  Hyoga’s tone softened.

            “I’m almost done.”

            “Oh?” 

            “What, are you sad now that I’m almost done?”

            “No, but it feels good now.”  Hyoga grinned.

            “Good.  Then it’s working.”  Shiryu patted
Hyoga’s ass.

            “How does it look?” Hyoga asked.

            “It looks worse than it is, you should heal
pretty soon.”  Shiryu stood, wiping the gel medication off of his hands with a
small hand towel.

            “Thanks.  I couldn’t do it myself.”  Hyoga
remained lying on his stomach.

            “How did you manage to get such a bad cut on
your inner thigh anyway?”  Shiryu was still curious as to how the blond had
gotten hurt.

            “Oh, um…it was just an accident.”  Hyoga
avoided the truth.

            “Well, the medicine numbed the cut, so you
shouldn’t feel any pain for awhile.”  Shiryu was still gazing at the Siberian’s
bare ass.

            “Are you looking at my butt?”  Hyoga growled
again.

            “Yeah, like I said, it’s a nice ass.”  Shiryu
laughed, “Let me help you get your pants up.”  He moved to grab the pants around
Hyoga’s ankles.

            “No!  I mean, I can do it.”  Hyoga struggled,
smacking Shiryu’s hand away.

            “What?  You can barely stand up, let me help.”
Shiryu used his strength to overpower Hyoga and flipped him over to help him. 

            Hyoga closed his eyes and blushed.

            “Oh.” Shiryu said, stunned.

            “Get it now?  Go away.”  Hyoga was thoroughly
embarrassed.

            “You’re hard.”  Shiryu stated the obvious,
staring.

            “Thanks for the update, I already knew that.” 
Hyoga wanted to crawl into a hole.

            “From me?”  Shiryu’s eyes met Hyoga’s.

            “I don’t know...\"

            “How do you not know?  It’s your body.”  Shiryu’s logic was driving
Hyoga batty.

            “Yes, from you!  Are you happy now?”  Hyoga
howled pathetically.

            “No.  I’m not happy.”  Shiryu sat
expressionless.

            For a long moment, they just looked at each
other then Shiryu leaned down, letting his lips rest softly on Hyoga’s.

            “What are you doing?”  Hyoga asked, dazed.

            “Kissing you.”

            “Why?”

            “Because…”

            Their lips moved together gently.

            “Let me help you.”  Shiryu whispered, stroking
his fingers across Hyoga’s rigid length.

            “Ahh…”

            “Relax.”  Shiryu murmured, taking the member
into his hand.

            “Shiryu…unnn…”  Hyoga moaned.

            Shiryu brought him to climax swiftly and with
great pleasure. 

            “What about you?”  Hyoga inquired after his own
release.

            “You can thank me later.”  Shiryu smirked.

            “Why later?”  Hyoga wondered.

            “Because, when you’re healed, I’m going to need
you to spread your legs again.”

            Hyoga’s cheeks turned red. “Oh.”

            Shiryu kissed him again.

            “Now, I’m happy.”