Black District | By : Chirella Category: +S to Z > Saint Seiya Views: 13989 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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This chapter is the rescue...not much smut, sorry to say!
Have no fear, more smut in the next few chapters! =)
Disclaimer: I don't own Saint Seiya.
For those of you who may not have
noticed, Lord Sash's first name is Gabriel.
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Chapter 26 – Rescue
Hyoga felt his cosmos come alive as Shun and
Camus extracted the chip from the base of his head. They were almost at their
destination when they finally removed it and had almost forgotten about Hyoga’s
barred abilities in all the scandalous chatter. Thankfully, Shun remembered and
they rectified the situation quickly.
“Wow, to think that one little chip was holding
back our cosmos.” Hyoga held the tiny object in his hand.
“I’m sorry I didn’t remember sooner!” Shun
felt bad and held his hand to the bleeding cut on Hyoga’s head, trying to assist
clotting.
“Under the circumstances, it is
understandable.” Camus smiled and moved Shun’s hand away from the wound. He
then placed his own hand against Hyoga’s upper neck. “This will be cold.”
Instantly, the skin froze and the bleeding stopped.
“Thank you, both of you.” Hyoga felt better
already.
“Ah, shit. Are we back to happy, friendly
talk? I liked it better when we were discussing the finer things in life—like
cocks and dirty whores.” Deathmask couldn’t help himself.
“We never mentioned cocks or dirty whores.”
Aphrodite sighed and closed his eyes. Deathmask was a handful.
“Exactly! That’s the shit we should be talking
about. Seriously, if I ever stop thinking about that shit, someone kill me
cause life isn’t exciting without seedy desires and…” Deathmask was interrupted
when the window between the front and back seats was lowered.
“We have arrived.” The driver announced.
“You’ll have to save your lovely repartee for
later Deathmask.” Aphrodite silently thanked the higher powers that his lover’s
speech would not continue. Once Deathmask got a taste for discussing his
favorite perversions, it was hard to get him to shut up.
They all gathered outside the car to assess the
premises before them. Lord Sash’s sprawling estate was just beyond a high,
wrought iron fence. The battle was about to begin.
Shaka managed to find an extra pair of tunic
pants for Ikki to wear and secured Seiya in a bath robe. They were Saints, and
although they were deliciously appetizing to look at and touch, he valued their
privacy when the other Gold Saints arrived to save them. Still keeping quiet
about the upcoming events, Shaka flared his cosmos a little to show Seiya and
Ikki that he still had it intact, unlike them. Shaka, Milo and Mu had used
their Gold Saint abilities of mind manipulation and illusions to make Lord Sash
believe he had already imbedded the chip in them when indeed, he had not.
Seiya noticed the faint glow first, his eyes
opening wide as he gasped. Ikki turned to understand Seiya’s noise and saw the
glow as well. They understood Shaka’s power, yet were still unsure of why he
was allowed to keep it while theirs was stripped away. Soon, Shaka would be
able to tell them the truth. He only hoped Ikki would understand why he had
taken advantage of the situation for personal reasons.
Mu leaned in to kiss Shiryu’s ear playfully and
also to deliver a new message to his lover. “They are here, we must get ready
to fight.” Mu then nipped at Shiryu’s earlobe, causing the youth to shiver.
Shiryu nodded in response and grabbed Mu’s chin
to bring it closer for a real kiss. As their lips met, Mu let his hand wander
under Shiryu’s long black hair, up to the base of his head. He quickly used his
teleportation abilities to painlessly remove the chip. Shiryu felt his cosmos
return and the rush of power washing back into his body. Mu then crushed the
chip in his hand and kissed his way back to Shiryu’s ear.
“Don’t show your cosmos yet.” He nibbled
again.
“Master Mu.” Shiryu said.
“Yes love.”
“I shall always desire this…”
Their eyes met and Mu understood. Shiryu would
be his lover after they defeated the Queen and destroyed the Black District.
Camus decided the best approach would be to
just walk up to the front door and blast it in—and that is exactly what he did.
Hyoga and Shun followed behind him, shoulder to shoulder while Deathmask and
Aphrodite took up the rear. The entered the grand entrance and split up into
teams for their rescue mission. Hyoga and Shun went to toward the west wing
while Deathmask and Aprhodite went toward the east wing of the mansion. Camus
continued on straight ahead in search of Lord Sash. He had a personal vendetta
against the man.
Further down the hall, Milo instantly felt
Camus’s cosmos approaching. He took a deep breath and stepped into the hall,
waiting for his lover. He wasn’t sure how Camus was going to act when they
finally met up, but he hoped he was at least glad to see him. The last few days
had been more of a nightmare than Milo ever wanted to admit.
Camus rounded the corner in the hall and
stopped abruptly, seeing Milo before him. It took every ounce of strength not
to run and embrace his lover. He hesitated because they had a battle to
fight—and he was still peeved at Milo about the whole ordeal. Even with his
restraint, Camus could not control how his heart leapt at the mere sight of his
blue haired angel.
“Camus.” Milo rasped out hoarsely, stepping
closer.
“Milo.” Camus nodded, but acted as though they
were only comrades. “Where is he?”
“Just ahead, third door on the left.” Milo
answered about Lord Sash’s quarters. He had enough of Camus’s cold shoulder and
walked over to him, throwing his arms around his armored chest. “I missed
you.” Milo whispered.
“I…” Camus clenched his jaw, “I missed you
too.”
Milo sighed with relief, thankful that Camus
was not furious anymore. However, he could tell he was in for some punishment.
They embraced for a few seconds longer then pulled away, intent of completing
their mission.
“The others?” Milo asked as they walked toward
Lash Sash’s private domain.
“We have already secured Hyoga and Shun. The
other Saints are being rescued now.”
“Here we are.” Milo and Camus stopped in front
of Lord Sash’s door.
Camus removed his long white cape from the back
of his cloth and handed it to Milo. “Lord Sash is mine.”
Hyoga and Shun followed a series of halls
before stumbling into a big open courtyard and running smack dab into Deathmask
and Aphrodite. The four Saints puzzled over how that was feasibly possible
since they set out in opposite directions.
“I can feel Shaka’s cosmos nearby. That way.”
Aphrodite pointed and they all hurried into another hall.
The door opened just as they arrived. Shaka
stood in the doorway, stunningly calm and put together as usual. Hyoga could
see Ikki and Seiya further back in the room wearing an odd conglomerate of
clothing. Seiya stood, arms crossed over his chest, in a terry cloth bathrobe
while Ikki had his hands on his hips, wearing only a pair of loose, pajama style
pants. They all seemed a little flushed.
“Shaka. Are you ready?” Aphrodite asked as
Deathmask licked his lips at the sight of Ikki’s bare chest.
“We are. Camus?” Shaka inquired.
“He’s gone after Lord Sash.” Hyoga answered as
Shun rushed past everyone to embrace his brother in a hug.
“Ikki! I’m so glad you’re okay!” Shun was
near tears.
“I’m fine, it’s so good to see you.” Ikki
hugged back, now beginning to realize the true nature of the situation.
The Gold Saints must have planned this from the
very beginning and now they were going to fight and bring down the Black
District and Queen Mariatte. Ikki looked at Shaka and blushed hard. The Virgo
Saint had known all along and had his full powers, which meant—he had wanted
Ikki without the influence of the Black District. The small realization made
Ikki’s stomach flutter.
“Where are Mu and Shiryu?” Hyoga asked, not
seeing them anywhere.
“They retired to Mu’s quarters. Come, let’s
get them.” Shaka stepped into the hall and led the pack of Saints toward Mu’s
room.
Shiryu could not stop kissing and nibbling on
Mu’s neck, even though he knew they would need to fight very soon. Mu had only
put up initial resistance and had resigned himself to the sensual attack from
his lover. Shiryu had his hands inside Mu’s tunic, stroking him into a full
erection as he kissed and coddled his partner.
“Shiryu, unnn….” Mu bit Shiryu’s lower lip
lightly.
“Come for me master.” Shiryu whispered.
Mu bucked his hips a few times, knowing he
needed to release quickly as he could feel the assorted cosmos approaching
them. He clenched his eyes together tightly and groaned. He was so close—so
close!
Deathmask had little patience and threw open
the door without waiting for Shaka to knock, even after the blond had suggested
knocking. He was very pleased to find Shiryu’s hand nestled in Mu’s lap and the
lavender haired Saint practically writhing in pleasure. Of course, the rest of
the group felt horribly bad for interrupting and tried to shut the door.
Deathmask held the door open with his foot and openly stared.
Mu’s eyes flew open when they arrived and he
pushed at Shiryu’s hands to stop. He was mortified! It was one thing to be
seen in a sexual situation when they were all part of the plan, it was quite
another to have Deathmask ogling him like a piece of meat.
“Mu...you dirty little ram! I’d like to butt
horns with you sometime.” Deathmask drawled.
“Deathmask, this is hardly the time.” Shaka
scolded in his wise way and pulled the door shut, moving Deathmask out of the
way.
Mu and Shiryu joined them in the hall in less
than a minute. Shiryu seemed fine, Mu was still rather flustered and
embarrassed. Deathmask would never let him live this down. Finding his
composure, the group set out to join Camus and Milo.
Lord Sash remained calm as Camus towered in his
doorway. Damien cowered in his lover’s arms, trembling like a child. “You have
come for the Queen.” Lord Sash stated, knowing his end was near.
“I will deal with the Queen in due time. I
have come for you.” Camus said with his iciest tone. Milo stood behind him,
intently watching the two men sitting on the bed together. He could see they
loved each other, just like he and Camus loved each other. One would do what
the other wanted, even if it cost them their life. These men were no different
than themselves.
“Camus, leave them be. Just get the
information about the Queen.”
Camus whipped around to look at Milo, glaring
hard as if he had been betrayed. “Leave them be? They enslave people for sex!
They united with the Queen and backed her plans to take over the world. Is this
the type of person you deem innocent?”
“Camus.” Milo put both hands on either of
Camus’s shoulders. “They know they did wrong, look at them.”
Camus glanced at them. They were sitting
silently, Lord Sash gently holding his lover. Damien did look terrified, yet
ready to die with his love. However, Camus still felt they needed punishment
for their actions.
“Damien did nothing wrong. He only did as I
asked and because he loves me, he did so without question. Let him go, you can
do what you like with me. Just let him go.” Lord Sash began to rise, letting
go of Damien.
“No! Gabriel don’t!” Damien reached for him
but Lord Sash moved away.
“Milo, take him out of the room.” Camus
pointed to Damien and Milo quickly picked him up and carried him outside.
“No! No! Gabriel! Don’t hurt him, please! I
love you Gabriel!” Damien yelled the whole way out.
Milo shut the door behind them and held Damien
captive in his strong arms. The smaller male fought hard against Milo’s chest,
crying and begging, struggling to save his lover. “Please…please…don’t kill
him.”
Milo literally felt his heart break. He could
not imagine anyone holding him back while they annihilated Camus. He sent a
strong mental message to Camus, please Camus, he does not need to die for
this. Let him live. If you love me, let him live.
On the other side of the door, Camus narrowed
his eyes at Milo’s message. If I love you…of course he loved Milo, but
this man had done horrible things!
Camus flared up his cosmos and held out his
hands in an attack stance. “Tell me where the Queen is.”
“First, promise me that you won’t hurt
Damien.” Lord Sash bargained.
“We won’t hurt him, you have my word.”
Lord Sash sighed in relief. His lover would be
safe. “She is hiding out below the Kido mansion. There is an underground safe
house there. She has at least twenty guards on her at all times, but I’m sure
they will be no match for a Saint.”
Camus had all the information he needed and
collected his cosmos energy in his hands, ready to obliterate this evil man.
“Tell Damien…that I love him.” Lord Sash said
softly, looking sad, yet accepting his fate.
Camus hesitated—love was a powerful bond. His
thoughts turned to Milo and his lover’s request, if you love me, let him
live.
A loud thundering was heard by all as
the group of Saints approached Milo outside of Lord Sash’s door. The brilliant
light of Camus’s attack shone from the cracks of the door frame. Damien wailed
uncontrollably. “Gabriel!”
Everyone was quiet.
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More smut soon!
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