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Tainted Tears - Drop #4 - They're twins.
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FIC : Tainted Tears – Chapter 4
Author : Sagakure
Fandom : Saint Seiya (Knights of the Zodiac, Cavaleiros do Zodiaco, Caballeros del Zodiaco, Chevaliers du Zodiaque).
Pairing : There is BIG innuendo for Saga x Kanon and Kanon x Saga, though. (\"Obvious\" would be a better word than \"innuendo\". ^^;)
Rating : NC17 (For utter angst and mature content. Don’t read if it’s not your cup of tea).
Warnings : Timeline went to space, so it could be considered AU, but I’m otherwise sticking with the canon story whenever it’s possible. The original timeline for their ages couldn’t have worked with this story. ^^;;; Even with the AU timeline, Saga and Kanon are very young when they get rescued by the Gemini saint and he becomes their master.
Saga and Kanon are in their early adolescence at the beginning of this fic. That means they\'re pretty close to the age of Seiya and Shun in the series. Just wanted to mention that so you can picture some of the scenes of the whole fic without getting too shocked, since ages are not mentioned and people could think they\'re even younger. This fic has a very heavy subject, but the point here is more the things they go through to get over the trauma caused by their past, rather than anything kinky itself. There are scenes with sexual content, but they\'re only there when deemed necessary for the story.
Disclaimer : I do not own Saint Seiya.
Saint Seiya is (C) of Masami Kurumada, Toei, Shueisha, Akita Shoten and quite probably some more people. No copyright infringement or disrespect intended here. This is a work of fanfiction, done completely for fun. No profit is taken out of it.
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\"The old priest that disappeared...he’s told us about the saints, and how they’re good and pure, and better than everyone else in the world...and he said that they’d always protect the world against evil, and that they...they...\" – his sobs didn’t let the boy finish the sentence, and what was left of his voice broke down into an unintelligible flow of whimpers. Now that the fear had passed and only awe was left, he started feeling more acutely the pain of his wounds, be them physical or moral.
Leon had never dealed with children, and had no idea of what to do, but his heart guided him and he hugged the child to his chest, then gently lit up his cosmo to soothe his bruised mind and abused body.
\"You’re coming to Sanctuary with me.\" – Leon whispered into his ear in a decided tone, and Saga\'s eyes widened in utter surprise.
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Drop #4 – They\'re twins
\"San...ctuary?\" – the tears still ran down the boy’s face, but his whimpers stopped, as if the surprise was so big that he had momentarily forgotten the pain in his body.
Leon smiled gently in a encouraging manner, and explained : \"The Sanctuary of Athena. It’s where all of her saints live.\"
Saga stared in a daze at the gold saint, thinking he must have misheard the words.
A rush of panic washed over him, as he understood that if the man decided to take him away now, he would most likely never see Kanon again. That thought brutally brought the boy back to reality, and that also made him realize all of a sudden that because the man had been holding him in his arms, the blood that had been running down his legs had started dripping onto the golden armor.
With a scream of horror, Saga jumped back to the ground, trying to get himself away from the gold saint. Unsure of what was causing that fear, Leon grasped the child\'s arm, scanning the surroundings for any potential reason for this reaction.
\"Please...let go of me!! Please let me go!! You shouldn’t touch me, I’m too filthy...you’ll get soiled too if you touch me!!\" – Saga stuttered, his voice filled with panic, and begun sobbing so hard that the gold saint had trouble understanding his words.
\"The blood...and the...the stuff in it!! Your armor is...!! Oh...no, no...\"- the boy tried his best to sound somewhat comprehensible but he still sobbed miserably while gesturing to the leg part of the Gemini armor, signaling the liquid that had trickled down the polished metal.
\"Child, I don’t know the kind of place you live in, but it is rather obvious that you are not happy there. If you want, you can come with me to Sanctuary.\" - Leon ignored the blood stains and spoke in a reassuring manner, trying to calm the boy down, but he got the opposite result instead, his words awakening even more fear.
\"N...no! I...I can’t go!! It’s a place for…for clean people! I’m too soiled, I can’t go near a place like that...I...I’m...filthy!\" – Saga blurted out the words as if they were a curse, shaking his head frantically in a negative gesture, his body shaken by the sobs.
\"If it worries you that much, I can get you cleaned.\"- Leon offered, his mind racing in search of some argument that might tranquillize the child.
\"No!! It’s...You can’t! Nobody can clean me!! It’s not just my body...it’s...I’m...soiled inside. There’s nothing that can be done.\" His voice lowered itself into a miserable whisper by the end of the sentence, and he almost sounded as if he was talking to himself, repeating once again what he believed deeply inside. When he raised his eyes and saw again the bloody drops on the golden metal, his sobbing turned into even harder nervous hiccups.
Leon was taken aback to see such feelings in someone that young, but he didn\'t let the shock show on his face. The most important task at hand was to convince the child.
\"That is not true. Come with me, and I’ll protect you. That kind of thing will never happen again.\" – the gold saint said calmly, still squatting down so that the child wouldn’t feel intimidated by their size difference.
Saga’s heart skipped a beat.
That kind of thing will never happen again.
Never again the utter pain, or the blood and the shame invading both his mind and body. Never again running back to the \"house\" in fear that suddenly, everybody in the street would understand \"what\" he was, and stare at him in horrified disgust, or chase him out with repulsion. Out of the sunlight, out of the clean people’s world, back into the darnkess where he belonged, along with the other tainted ones...
Never again.
He held his breath for a moment, his mind rushing at an incredible speed, wondering if such a thing was really possible.
But his illusions came crashing down as he realized this would certainly mean to leave his twin behind. And this was not possible.
He couldn’t live without Kanon, and he knew that given that possibility, the younger twin would never abandon him either. His entire body begun shaking violently, earning a worried look from the gold saint, who had for an instant gotten a little more hopeful at the sight of the child’s marvelled look just a moment before.
\"I...I’m so sorry, sir... But I can’t go. My...my twin...I can’t leave my brother behind.\" – his voice was even more broken than before, but forming the words had been so painfully slow that this time the gold saint understood perfectly what the child said.
\"You have a twin brother?\"
Saga signaled feebly \"yes\" with his head, while rubbing his tear streaked face and shivering still.
Leon raised a hand towards his face, and the boy flinched in fear, expecting a blow.
But when the gold saint’s fingers gently caressed his cheek, pulling aside some hairs that were falling over the boy’s eyes, Saga froze, trying to understand what could be the meaning of that gesture. People had only ever touched his body or caressed him with sexual intentions. He wondered if that was also what the man wanted, but his mind was too raw and had trouble deciding if that was possible.
On one side, he imagined that saints had to be beings so pure that they would never have sex, but he could be wrong. He had been wrong so many times in his life. And on the other side, that was the only thing that people had ever wanted from him, and the only thing he had to offer anyway, so it was probably the case now too.
Unsure of how he should behave, Saga stared at the gold saint with wide blue eyes, waiting for his next gesture.
When the man didn’t hit him or touch him, but instead continued to softly utter words of reassurance, the boy felt completely lost.
It was as if he found himself in a situation where nothing anymore matched his idea of reality, and he was incapable of deciding how to react or what to expect.
The color of the sky suddenly reminded him of the late hour and brought him back to a less puzzling but intensely frightening present. The sun was going to set soon, and he still had to manage to walk back to the \"house\".
\"Please sir...let me go... If I don’t go back soon, they’ll get very mad at me...We...we belong to the ‘house’, and...\" –the boy shifted painfully, and dropped his gaze to the ground blushing, seemingly still expecting to be hit and trying to guess where the blow was going to come from.
They belong...to the place? the gold saint’s eyes widened in horror. So what he was dreading most was indeed the case.
And Leon also finally realized that the boy was truly afraid that he might be angry at the refusal, and that this was the reason behind all that shivering and glancing down.
\"Please...I really have to go...\" – Saga insisted weakly, his eyes still wet with tears.
And Leon sighed, unable to do anything more. He unclasped the buckles that held his cape attached to the armor, and wrappped the pristine white cloth around the shivering child standing with difficulty in front of him. The boy’s eyes widened in surprise when the gold saint lifted his slender form into his arms.
\"I’ll take you there then. You can’t walk around in that state anyway. Show me the way.\"
Held safely in the strong arms, and lulled by the movements of the man walking, Saga buried his face between the neck and the shoulder pieces of the armor and cried as silently as he could.
For all his lost hopes, and for the chance of a lifetime wasted and gone down the drain.
Destiny didn’t make this kind of offer very often, and it had never seemed to like much the twins in the first place. Refusing such an opportunity wasn’t going to make Saga’s life any easier.
When they arrived in front of the place the boy had indicated, Leon squatted down and gently put him down on his feet.
Saga mumbled thanks for the gold saint’s kindness, and for him...existing. The amount of emotion he was feeling didn’t let the boy find all the words he wanted, but he felt somehow compelled to thank the man for the fact that he was real.
So many times during his childhood he had secretly feared that it was just a legend made up by the old priest. But if men as good as the saints really existed, then the world couldn’t be as bleak as he was about to believe. He didn’t have to abandon all hope after all. As rotten as his life may be, there was still a flicker of hope left in the darkness.
The boy started limping towards the door, and just before he opened it, the gold saint couldn’t help but ask : \"One last question...what is your birthdate, child?\"
\"May 30th...\" – Saga answered with a small sad smile, the best that he could manage, before pushing the door open.
For Leon, the glance they exchanged in that moment transcended time and space.
A Gemini, like him.
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[To Be Continued]
[Next Chapter : Drop #5 – To the end of the world and back.]
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Sagakure, May 16th, 2005
If you like my fanfiction, check out also my artwork at my website! ^_^/
http://tokyo.cool.ne.jp/sagakure/index.html
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FIC : Tainted Tears – Chapter 4
Author : Sagakure
Fandom : Saint Seiya (Knights of the Zodiac, Cavaleiros do Zodiaco, Caballeros del Zodiaco, Chevaliers du Zodiaque).
Pairing : There is BIG innuendo for Saga x Kanon and Kanon x Saga, though. (\"Obvious\" would be a better word than \"innuendo\". ^^;)
Rating : NC17 (For utter angst and mature content. Don’t read if it’s not your cup of tea).
Warnings : Timeline went to space, so it could be considered AU, but I’m otherwise sticking with the canon story whenever it’s possible. The original timeline for their ages couldn’t have worked with this story. ^^;;; Even with the AU timeline, Saga and Kanon are very young when they get rescued by the Gemini saint and he becomes their master.
Saga and Kanon are in their early adolescence at the beginning of this fic. That means they\'re pretty close to the age of Seiya and Shun in the series. Just wanted to mention that so you can picture some of the scenes of the whole fic without getting too shocked, since ages are not mentioned and people could think they\'re even younger. This fic has a very heavy subject, but the point here is more the things they go through to get over the trauma caused by their past, rather than anything kinky itself. There are scenes with sexual content, but they\'re only there when deemed necessary for the story.
Disclaimer : I do not own Saint Seiya.
Saint Seiya is (C) of Masami Kurumada, Toei, Shueisha, Akita Shoten and quite probably some more people. No copyright infringement or disrespect intended here. This is a work of fanfiction, done completely for fun. No profit is taken out of it.
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\"The old priest that disappeared...he’s told us about the saints, and how they’re good and pure, and better than everyone else in the world...and he said that they’d always protect the world against evil, and that they...they...\" – his sobs didn’t let the boy finish the sentence, and what was left of his voice broke down into an unintelligible flow of whimpers. Now that the fear had passed and only awe was left, he started feeling more acutely the pain of his wounds, be them physical or moral.
Leon had never dealed with children, and had no idea of what to do, but his heart guided him and he hugged the child to his chest, then gently lit up his cosmo to soothe his bruised mind and abused body.
\"You’re coming to Sanctuary with me.\" – Leon whispered into his ear in a decided tone, and Saga\'s eyes widened in utter surprise.
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Drop #4 – They\'re twins
\"San...ctuary?\" – the tears still ran down the boy’s face, but his whimpers stopped, as if the surprise was so big that he had momentarily forgotten the pain in his body.
Leon smiled gently in a encouraging manner, and explained : \"The Sanctuary of Athena. It’s where all of her saints live.\"
Saga stared in a daze at the gold saint, thinking he must have misheard the words.
A rush of panic washed over him, as he understood that if the man decided to take him away now, he would most likely never see Kanon again. That thought brutally brought the boy back to reality, and that also made him realize all of a sudden that because the man had been holding him in his arms, the blood that had been running down his legs had started dripping onto the golden armor.
With a scream of horror, Saga jumped back to the ground, trying to get himself away from the gold saint. Unsure of what was causing that fear, Leon grasped the child\'s arm, scanning the surroundings for any potential reason for this reaction.
\"Please...let go of me!! Please let me go!! You shouldn’t touch me, I’m too filthy...you’ll get soiled too if you touch me!!\" – Saga stuttered, his voice filled with panic, and begun sobbing so hard that the gold saint had trouble understanding his words.
\"The blood...and the...the stuff in it!! Your armor is...!! Oh...no, no...\"- the boy tried his best to sound somewhat comprehensible but he still sobbed miserably while gesturing to the leg part of the Gemini armor, signaling the liquid that had trickled down the polished metal.
\"Child, I don’t know the kind of place you live in, but it is rather obvious that you are not happy there. If you want, you can come with me to Sanctuary.\" - Leon ignored the blood stains and spoke in a reassuring manner, trying to calm the boy down, but he got the opposite result instead, his words awakening even more fear.
\"N...no! I...I can’t go!! It’s a place for…for clean people! I’m too soiled, I can’t go near a place like that...I...I’m...filthy!\" – Saga blurted out the words as if they were a curse, shaking his head frantically in a negative gesture, his body shaken by the sobs.
\"If it worries you that much, I can get you cleaned.\"- Leon offered, his mind racing in search of some argument that might tranquillize the child.
\"No!! It’s...You can’t! Nobody can clean me!! It’s not just my body...it’s...I’m...soiled inside. There’s nothing that can be done.\" His voice lowered itself into a miserable whisper by the end of the sentence, and he almost sounded as if he was talking to himself, repeating once again what he believed deeply inside. When he raised his eyes and saw again the bloody drops on the golden metal, his sobbing turned into even harder nervous hiccups.
Leon was taken aback to see such feelings in someone that young, but he didn\'t let the shock show on his face. The most important task at hand was to convince the child.
\"That is not true. Come with me, and I’ll protect you. That kind of thing will never happen again.\" – the gold saint said calmly, still squatting down so that the child wouldn’t feel intimidated by their size difference.
Saga’s heart skipped a beat.
That kind of thing will never happen again.
Never again the utter pain, or the blood and the shame invading both his mind and body. Never again running back to the \"house\" in fear that suddenly, everybody in the street would understand \"what\" he was, and stare at him in horrified disgust, or chase him out with repulsion. Out of the sunlight, out of the clean people’s world, back into the darnkess where he belonged, along with the other tainted ones...
Never again.
He held his breath for a moment, his mind rushing at an incredible speed, wondering if such a thing was really possible.
But his illusions came crashing down as he realized this would certainly mean to leave his twin behind. And this was not possible.
He couldn’t live without Kanon, and he knew that given that possibility, the younger twin would never abandon him either. His entire body begun shaking violently, earning a worried look from the gold saint, who had for an instant gotten a little more hopeful at the sight of the child’s marvelled look just a moment before.
\"I...I’m so sorry, sir... But I can’t go. My...my twin...I can’t leave my brother behind.\" – his voice was even more broken than before, but forming the words had been so painfully slow that this time the gold saint understood perfectly what the child said.
\"You have a twin brother?\"
Saga signaled feebly \"yes\" with his head, while rubbing his tear streaked face and shivering still.
Leon raised a hand towards his face, and the boy flinched in fear, expecting a blow.
But when the gold saint’s fingers gently caressed his cheek, pulling aside some hairs that were falling over the boy’s eyes, Saga froze, trying to understand what could be the meaning of that gesture. People had only ever touched his body or caressed him with sexual intentions. He wondered if that was also what the man wanted, but his mind was too raw and had trouble deciding if that was possible.
On one side, he imagined that saints had to be beings so pure that they would never have sex, but he could be wrong. He had been wrong so many times in his life. And on the other side, that was the only thing that people had ever wanted from him, and the only thing he had to offer anyway, so it was probably the case now too.
Unsure of how he should behave, Saga stared at the gold saint with wide blue eyes, waiting for his next gesture.
When the man didn’t hit him or touch him, but instead continued to softly utter words of reassurance, the boy felt completely lost.
It was as if he found himself in a situation where nothing anymore matched his idea of reality, and he was incapable of deciding how to react or what to expect.
The color of the sky suddenly reminded him of the late hour and brought him back to a less puzzling but intensely frightening present. The sun was going to set soon, and he still had to manage to walk back to the \"house\".
\"Please sir...let me go... If I don’t go back soon, they’ll get very mad at me...We...we belong to the ‘house’, and...\" –the boy shifted painfully, and dropped his gaze to the ground blushing, seemingly still expecting to be hit and trying to guess where the blow was going to come from.
They belong...to the place? the gold saint’s eyes widened in horror. So what he was dreading most was indeed the case.
And Leon also finally realized that the boy was truly afraid that he might be angry at the refusal, and that this was the reason behind all that shivering and glancing down.
\"Please...I really have to go...\" – Saga insisted weakly, his eyes still wet with tears.
And Leon sighed, unable to do anything more. He unclasped the buckles that held his cape attached to the armor, and wrappped the pristine white cloth around the shivering child standing with difficulty in front of him. The boy’s eyes widened in surprise when the gold saint lifted his slender form into his arms.
\"I’ll take you there then. You can’t walk around in that state anyway. Show me the way.\"
Held safely in the strong arms, and lulled by the movements of the man walking, Saga buried his face between the neck and the shoulder pieces of the armor and cried as silently as he could.
For all his lost hopes, and for the chance of a lifetime wasted and gone down the drain.
Destiny didn’t make this kind of offer very often, and it had never seemed to like much the twins in the first place. Refusing such an opportunity wasn’t going to make Saga’s life any easier.
When they arrived in front of the place the boy had indicated, Leon squatted down and gently put him down on his feet.
Saga mumbled thanks for the gold saint’s kindness, and for him...existing. The amount of emotion he was feeling didn’t let the boy find all the words he wanted, but he felt somehow compelled to thank the man for the fact that he was real.
So many times during his childhood he had secretly feared that it was just a legend made up by the old priest. But if men as good as the saints really existed, then the world couldn’t be as bleak as he was about to believe. He didn’t have to abandon all hope after all. As rotten as his life may be, there was still a flicker of hope left in the darkness.
The boy started limping towards the door, and just before he opened it, the gold saint couldn’t help but ask : \"One last question...what is your birthdate, child?\"
\"May 30th...\" – Saga answered with a small sad smile, the best that he could manage, before pushing the door open.
For Leon, the glance they exchanged in that moment transcended time and space.
A Gemini, like him.
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[To Be Continued]
[Next Chapter : Drop #5 – To the end of the world and back.]
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Sagakure, May 16th, 2005