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A Saint's Bond	By : Chirella Category: +S to Z > Saint Seiya Views: 6172 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Shaka & Ikki head off for Japan and join the Mile High Club
while in transit! Disclaimer: I don't own Saint Seiya.

Chapter 15 � Mile High Club

            Ikki tugged at Shaka�s hand, pulling him onto
the Foundation jet that had been sent to retrieve him. �I really don�t like
flying.� Shaka�s groaned as Ikki buckled him into a seat. �I can�t believe you
are afraid to fly.� Ikki settled in the seat next to him, the engines roaring
outside the tiny window.

            �I�m not afraid. I just don�t like it.� The
air tight door sealed shut and Ikki noticed Shaka�s face go pale. �Sure, if
you�re not afraid, then why are you clutching the armrest like that?� He
smirked and shook his head in amused disbelief, I can�t believe that Shaka,
the most balanced Saint, who is always in control of himself, is afraid to fly!

            Shaka shot Ikki a dirty look. �And�your
eyes are open. Your eyes are never open!� Ikki placed his hand over Shaka�s in
an attempt to comfort him. �So�I can have my eyes open if I want.� Shaka
grumbled, gasping as the plane started to roll toward the runway. �You are
scared! Shaka�don�t worry, we can bring each other back to life remember?�
Ikki smiled, patting the hand under his.

            �Not if we both die together!� Shaka yelped.
�Oh.� Ikki was not aware of that stipulation on their bonded powers. �Well,
we�re not going to die today, so relax.� Ikki was not afraid to fly at all and
unsure about how to calm his lover. �Whiskey?� Shaka mumbled. �Huh?� Ikki
leaned closer, not able to hear him. �I said, whiskey. Is there any whiskey on
the plane?�

            �Let me check.� Ikki unbuckled his belt and
moved to the kitchenette area. The plane rolled along the tarmac and Ikki
wanted to hurry back to his seat before takeoff. He found the small liquor
bottles and grabbed a handful. Shaka looked white as a ghost when he returned
to his seat, his eyes wide open in terror. �Here.� Ikki handed him a small
bottle of whiskey.

            Shaka�s trembling hands unscrewed the top and
he gulped the contents down in two swallows. �More.� He said reaching in
Ikki�s lap for the rest of the bottles. �Jeez Shaka, I didn�t know you even
drank�take it easy.� Shaka was acting totally out of character which caused
Ikki to worry. �I don�t drink�.and I don�t fly. But today I�m doing both.�

            The plane idled, revving its engines. Shaka
gulped down another bottle, this time he drank light rum, followed by vodka.
The tangy liquid burned his throat. �You�re going to get sick if you keep
slamming them down like that. Three is enough, you�ll be drunk in ten
minutes.� Ikki snatched the rest of the bottles away, hiding them between his
thigh and the armrest furthest away from Shaka.

            Shaka anxiously grabbed Ikki�s hand, crushing
it in fear as the plane barreled down the runway. He closed his eyes and
started praying under his breath. Ikki rolled his eyes and chuckled, at
least I know his greatest fear now�god I want him again...he looks so innocent
when he�s afraid. Ikki�s thumb caressed the top of Shaka�s hand which was
still close to breaking the bones in his own hand.

            The plane lifted off the ground, angling at a
steep inclination. Shaka whimpered and Ikki leaned over the divider and nuzzled
his lips against the Virgo Saint�s neck. His hand raised and cupped Shaka�s
chin, tilting his head so he could kiss him. Shaka responded well, glad for the
diversion and a little fuzzy from the alcohol. Ikki�s tongue slipped into his
mouth and he could taste the odd mix of liquor from Shaka�s binge.

            Ikki continued the kiss, drawing it out until
the plane leveled off. Shaka giggled, something the Phoenix Saint was not used
to hearing from him. Ikki sighed realizing that the alcohol must finally be
affecting Shaka if he started giggling. Shaka seemed more relaxed and lightened
his grip on Ikki�s mangled hand.

            The private jet was empty except for the pilot
in the cockpit and Ikki and Shaka in the back. Feeling it was safe to get up,
Ikki unbuckled his belt and went to return the unused bottles to the galley. He
wanted them far away from Shaka�s grasp in case the man decided he needed more.

            He found Shaka standing, trying to get out of
his seat when he came back from the galley. Ikki hurried over to put his arm
around the wobbly Saint. �What are you doing up?� Ikki asked as he tried to
sit Shaka back down. However, the Gold Saint would have none of that and flung
his arms around Ikki�s neck, giving him a seductive look.

            Ikki laughed at the comical sight. Shaka was
intoxicated and apparently turned on since Ikki could feel his erection pressing
against him. �I see somebody is awake.� Ikki smirked, referring to his lover�s
stiffness.   Shaka let his eyes flutter closed and captured Ikki�s upturned lips
in a strong, wet kiss.

            Getting a brilliant idea, Ikki pulled Shaka
toward the back of the plane. There was a small room back there with an
adjoining bathroom. Shaka followed him eagerly, hoping Ikki was going to help
him out with his aching manhood.   The bathroom was larger than those on
commercial planes, but still small compared to those in a home.

            They squeezed into the tiny room and Ikki
immediately pulled Shaka in for another delicious kiss. Shaka moaned, his hands
clutching at Ikki�s hair. Ikki made quick work, pulling Shaka�s robes open,
letting them hang on his shoulders. He reached down and touched the waiting
member.

            Ikki dropped to his knees and trailed kisses
along the Gold Saint�s belly and thighs before taking him into his mouth. Shaka
had shown him exactly how to please him through this method and Ikki was excited
to try it again. He licked the tip, his tongue lapping at head. Shaka groaned
and shifted off balance again, his drunken state only made things more
interesting for Ikki.

            Little gasps escaped Shaka�s throat, followed
by humming noises that made Ikki smile. Taking a small break, Ikki turned his
eyes to look up at his lover, his hand gliding over the wet cock. Shaka�s eyes
were open and he was amused to see Ikki�s puppy dog eyes staring at him from his
waist.

            He patted Ikki on the head and smiled. �Keep
going�please�� Ikki�s ego swelled as Shaka begged him. He returned his mouth
to its task. Shaka was taking his sweet time, not wanting to rush his orgasm
since his Phoenix�s mouth was shooting pleasure from his toes to his finger
tips. The feeling was too incredible to cave into quickly.

            Ikki�s tongue worked in tandem with his lips as
he suckled the organ. His own arousal had turned into a raging hard on,
restricted by his pants, and Ikki wanted to proceed. However, he knew Shaka was
purposefully holding back and Ikki wanted him to come soon. Pausing for only a
second, the Bronze Saint slid two of his own fingers into his mouth next to
Shaka�s cock.

            Once they were wet, he stood up and lifted
Shaka, his hands cupping under his ass. He placed him on the counter by the
sink and spread his legs. Ikki�s mouth found Shaka�s shaft again, and his
fingers probed the awaiting heat, slipping in one at a time. Shaka moaned, his
hands pressing Ikki�s head down so that the Bronze Saint would take him all the
way into his throat.

            Ikki thrust in and out, finding the spot that
made Shaka whimper. Ikki hit it again and again with his fingers while his lips
tortured the Gold Saint. Feeling he could no longer hold back, especially in
his tipsy state, Shaka cried out and released into Ikki�s mouth. Ikki did not
relent, keeping his pace up while Shaka shook in his climax. The older Saint
moaned softly, coming down from his high. Ikki removed his fingers and brought
his mouth up for a kiss.

            �Why Phoenix�I had no idea you would catch on
so quick to the art of oral sex.� Shaka chuckled, his eyes opening and closing
at random. �Guess I had a good teacher. But I�m not through with you yet.�
Shaka heard Ikki unzipping his pants followed by a slight rustle of cloth.
Having dropped his pants to his ankles, Ikki�s cock stood ready at Shaka�s
entrance.

            �Oooh�wait.� Shaka cooed in a funny voice. He
reached behind him and found a small bottle of raspberry scented lotion on the
counter. �Oh use this�it will be fun.� Ikki found himself laughing once again
at his strange lover. He slathered his cock in the fragrant lotion, internally
amused that the organ that made him masculine now smelled like fruit.

            Ikki could not wait anymore, he was desperate
to be inside Shaka and pushed himself in. He slid in quickly, the lubrication
performing well. Shaka�s inner walls hugged at Ikki�s member so much that he
had to stay still and let himself adjust. Shaka was more than ready and
clenched down on Ikki causing the younger Saint to moan and lean forward, the
top of his head resting against Shaka�s chest.

            Shaka caressed Ikki�s face as they waited until
Ikki finally started moving. �You�re so tight�� Ikki murmured, his face
contorted in ecstasy. The heat was building in his abdomen and he could feel
the liquid waiting on the brink to be released. His cock swelled as he pounded
into Shaka. Ikki lost all control of his senses, grunting and thrusting hard,
begging for his own orgasm to take him quickly for the build up was unbearable.

            Feeling his lover�s impending climax, Shaka
smiled and placed his index finger on Ikki�s forehead. He zapped him lightly
with his powers, pushing the teen over the edge. Ikki howled in pleasure, his
body convulsing under the intensity of their Bond and his release. Shaka felt
the warm liquid pouring into his body as Ikki panted, his head pressed into the
Gold Saint�s shoulder.

            They remained with Shaka sitting on the sink
and Ikki between his legs for a minute or two, the man cradling his spent
partner. Phoenix was sure he would crumple to the floor if Shaka was not
holding him up. Gaining some of his strength back, Ikki raised his head to look
at Shaka�s face. Instantly, the soft blue eyes peeked out from under their
lids.

            Ikki kissed Shaka lightly on the lips and then
stepped back to pull up his pants. After fixing his clothing, he helped a
partially intoxicated Shaka get his robes back on correctly. �Wow Shaka, I�m
surprised you let yourself go that much considering we�re flying.� Ikki
commented, looking around for the lid to the lotion bottle.

            �We�re flying?!� Shaka suddenly remembered
where they were, something his drunken state had blocked out for him
temporarily. �Oh, oops.� Ikki regretted the mention of flying when Shaka�s
hand clamped down on his wrist in the same bone crushing grip as he had
earlier.

            �I need another drink!� Shaka wailed, clinging
to Ikki. The Bronze Saint formulated a plan on how to get Shaka back to his
seat with no pit stops by the liquor cabinet. He opened the bathroom door and
exited the small room but Shaka would not move and remained planted where he
stood. Ikki reached in and picked up the terrified man, angling him out the
door.

            Shaka hid his face against Ikki�s neck as he
was carried back to his seat. Ikki had to pry him off before the Saint finally
accepted his fate and allowed himself to be buckled in. Sighing pitifully,
Shaka waited for Ikki to get settled before grabbing his hand. The Phoenix
Saint chuckled at the man next to him that resembled a petrified child. �Don�t
worry Shaka, we�ll be there soon.�

            Shaka rested his head on Ikki�s shoulder, his
hand still holding his lover�s in fear. His mind was starting to blur, the
alcohol finally winning the battle against his consciousness. His body relaxed
as he started to drift into sleep. �I love you Ikki�� Shaka mumbled quietly,
but Ikki heard him.

            He loves me? Do I love him? Love�that�s a
serious matter�Ikki felt his heart tighten and he brought his fist to his
chest. He doubled over in a strange dull pain that he had not felt since
Esmeralda died. �I�I�� Ikki stammered, but he could not say the words to the
man resting on him.

            He hung his head low, his teeth clenched
against the pain in his chest. If Shaka�s biggest fear was flying, Ikki�s was
opening himself to love again. He was so terrified, that it manifested physical
pain in his heart, ripping it in two.

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Shaka's taking a little vacation to Japan...making him
afraid of flying was funny, but totally OOC, so forgive me!

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