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Sweet Melody	By : Chirella Category: +S to Z > Saint Seiya Views: 2061 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: 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.

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Mime & Shun short love fic. Sauciness coming soon. Disclaimer:
I don't own Saint Seiya.
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Chapter 2

            It had been three days since the music had
stopped and Shun seemed to be slightly depressed because of it. The other
Bronze Saints had noticed and were concerned about him since he was not his
usually perky self. Of course, they had seen a change in him after the Asgard
battle, particularly since he was more absentminded and spacey. Nothing seemed
to interest the small Saint, not even spending time with his brother, who
happened to be around for the time being.

            They all sat at the kitchen table, enjoying
random lunch sandwiches when the front bell dinged, alerting them to a visitor.
Hyoga stood and went to answer the door, letting the rest of them eat. Shun
sighed and put his sandwich down, something was really gnawing at him that day
and he did not know what it was.

            Hyoga returned to the kitchen with an odd look
on his face.

            �Who was it?� Shiryu asked, noticing Hyoga�s
strange expression.

            �It�s for Shun.� Hyoga stated, a little bit of
annoyance was detected in his voice.

            �For me? Who is it?� Shun stood, confused
since he was not expecting anyone.

            �He didn�t say.� Hyoga crossed his arms over
his chest and Shun went to the front door to find out for himself.

            �Hyoga, you didn�t get his name?� Shiryu
asked.

            �I know who it is. It�s Mime.� Hyoga looked
away, trying hard to hide his apparent dislike of the situation.

            �Mime? From Asgard you mean? Isn�t he dead?�
Seiya chimed in, scratching his head.

            �Yes, I killed him myself.� Ikki stood, moving
to follow Shun, but stopping in the doorway to listen. He did not like that an
enemy had come to their door, especially one that was supposed to be deceased.

            �Well, he�s standing at the door, so he�s not
dead anymore.� Hyoga gritted his teeth before leaving the kitchen in a huff.

            �What�s with him?� Seiya asked.

            �Haven�t you noticed? He�s got a thing for
Shun.� Shiryu responded, getting a quirky look from Ikki.

            �And Shun hasn�t been able to stop thinking
about Mime.� Ikki added, having talked to Shun a few times about the God
Warrior.

            �Where have I been?� Seiya seemed left out of
the loop.

            �At your apartment. You do know I�m dating Mu
right?� Shiryu smirked.

            �You are!? I really am out of the loop!�
Seiya gasped and they all chuckled.

***

            Shun felt the knot in his stomach tighten as he
approached the door and opened it. Whoever was on the other side definitely was
influencing his nerves. Mime had turned around to look at the front lawn when
Shun opened the door behind him.

            �Hello?� Shun spoke softly, his voice masking
a tad bit of nervousness.

            Mime turned around, startling Shun. �Hello
Andromeda.�

            �Mime!� Shun choked out, throwing his arms
around the Saint�s neck without thinking.

            Mime was a little stunned by Shun�s hug and
awkwardly patted him on the back until he moved away.

            �When did you..? How did you..? I don�t
understand.� A million thoughts raced in Shun�s mind at once.

            �We were granted a new life by Odin, thanks to
Hilda�s prayer. I am just as surprised as you are.� Mime waited for Shun to
invite him in.

            �Oh gosh! Come in!� Shun motioned for him to
enter and they set off to the kitchen. �Are you hungry? Thirsty?�

            �I�m fine.� Mime�s tone was unreadable and
that only made Shun more anxious.

            After introducing him to everyone and getting a
hard glare from Ikki, Shun took Mime to his room to talk. He had so many
questions, but most importantly he wanted to know about the music.

            �When did you return to life?� Shun asked,
poised on the edge of his bed as Mime sat across from him in a chair.

            �Three days ago. I just awoke in my bed as if
nothing had happened.�

            �That�s when the music stopped for me.
Mime�ever since our battle, I have heard your harp playing in my head. It
stopped three days ago, when you were revived. What do you think it means?�
Shun glanced at Mime�s casual outfit, finding the tight black pants and white
shirt very attractive on his slender form.

            �You heard my music? How odd. I don�t
remember much of being dead�but I do remember getting to play my harp, but other
than that, I don�t know.�

            �Why are you here? Why did you come see me?�
Shun felt very nervous being around Mime, considering he was all he could think
about for weeks. The man was beautiful, graceful, solemn and sexy.

            Mime watched Shun admire him, grinning slightly
as he pulled out his harp from his bag. He needed to know if he could have the
delicate creature and his harp would be the perfect judge. He strummed his
fingers against the strings once before starting a melody he rarely used.

            �I came to see you Andromeda because I feel
strangely connected to you.� Mime answered as the music hummed in the
background.

            Shun felt himself relax, hearing the same tune
he had heard in his head all those many weeks. �That�s the song.�

            Mime was shocked and stopped playing. How
could he have heard this song? It is a Lover�s Requiem? �Are you sure it
was this song?� Mime eyed Shun, entranced as the smaller boy sighed deeply with
a smile of contentment.

            �Yes, that�s the melody I kept hearing�it�s
so�soothing.� Shun cooed, feeling euphoric.

            Mime started playing again. The song was
created to seduce, but it could only seduce someone who already harbored
attraction and interest. Shun was responding perfectly, which meant, Shun
wanted him on some level.

            �Mime? I have been so sad since you died. I
know you didn�t want to fight me. I know you are like me, killing is not in
your heart.� Shun looked at Mime with puppy dog eyes, still being carried by
the waves of the requiem.

            �Come to me Shun.� Mime spoke, holding Shun�s
gaze.

            Shun stood and moved next to Mime, kneeling at
his feet and resting his arms on Mime�s lap.

            �Tell me what you want sweet one?� Mime kept
playing, knowing it was a lover�s truth serum that no one could resist.

            �I want you to be happy�I want you to be my
friend and stay here�I want you to�� Shun stopped, having a hard time with the
next part.

            �You want me to�� Mime helped him, feeling the
blood pumping through his veins.

            �Kiss me. I want you to kiss me.� Shun
blushed, looking away. He knew he was attracted to Mime, but he never dreamt he
would ask the God Saint to kiss him.

            �Is that all you want?� Mime smiled, his heart
pounding as his fingers strummed faster against the strings.

            �I want you to love me.� Shun blurted out,
this time hiding his face in Mime�s lap from utter embarrassment.

            Mime set the harp down and petted Shun�s hair
gently. �I can do all of those things.�

            Shun felt himself being lifted to sit in Mime�s
lap, still shy from what he had said under the influence of the magical harp.
Mime smiled and leaned forward, feathering his lips against Shun�s for a
moment. He could feel Shun shiver.

            With more urgency, Mime brought their lips
together, letting his tongue slide in between Shun�s parted lips. Shun attacked
the kiss with passion, responding just as Mime had hoped. He tasted so sweet,
so innocent, so pure and delightfully wonderful.

            �I�I�m not ready!� Shun suddenly pulled back,
falling off of Mime�s lap and running to the door. �I�m not ready.� He left
the room and a very frustrated God Saint behind, pondering the turn of events.

            Mime looked at his harp and sighed, his
feelings were revealed by the music, but perhaps he did not know the extent of
his desires. Mime relaxed, realizing that Shun did want him, but needed to
figure that out on his own. He could wait and with the help of his trusty harp,
Shun would come to him, ready and willing.

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