30 Nights | By : Lauand Category: +S to Z > Saint Seiya Views: 4193 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author: Lauand
Beta: Bookofnicodemus (Sex Slave #6)
Theme: #36 Don’t worry, I’ll always be by your side.
Rating: PG for this chapter.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Surrender is not a word that forms part of Milo’s vocabulary.
Author Notes: Thank you very much to Books (you, sexy thing) for the beta-ing. Written for the 30 Nights LJ community.
30 NIGHTS
Sixth Night - Still There
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“I already know about the bet. Why do you keep coming to my temple?”
Against Camus’ better judgement, Milo hadn’t stopped visiting Shaka at night. In fact, that the Knight of Virgo knew of the bet only encouraged him more. Now started the real challenge. He was without the heavy weight of a bad conscience for misleading an innocent. Now Shaka was aware of his reasons, so Milo was being as noble as he was able to get.
Now at ease with his own mind, Milo had taken a break that afternoon to go to the cheapest place in town and buy the most hideous trays he could find. He agonised between the one with little hearts, the one with big dots or the one with ugly bears. He finally took the three. His guess was that Shaka had refined tastes and liked elegant but simple things. If Milo really wanted to impress him, it wouldn’t be showing the exquisite taste he didn’t have, but with the tackiest, most horrible item he came across with. That was to get Shaka’s attention for sure, even if the mystic kept his eyes closed. If Milo could get past the front door, that is.
Surprisingly enough, he could.
“Who knows, maybe I’m still confident in my possibilities. Or maybe I just enjoy your company.” Setting the white plastic tray with red and pink hearts on the floor, in front of the closed-eyed Knight, he took a seat opposite to the blond mystic. “And you? You already know of the bet… how come you haven’t closed your doors for me?”
Shaka didn’t ‘hmpf’. He kept himself as calm and impassible as always.
“Why should I? I don’t fear you, Milo of Scorpio.”
“Then maybe, you’re underestimating me.”
Milo smugly grinned and took one of the cups on the tray, bringing it to his lips, watching Shaka perform his mudras in the strictest stillness. Strangely enough, his immobility didn’t suggest tension, as stillness in an aware body normally would, but peace and control.
Shaka didn’t reply to that last comment and Milo didn’t press the issue. He slowly put the cup again on the tray, next to the untouched one and kept observing the other Knight for a while before speaking again.
“I never lied to you about it.”
Not a single hair moved on that blond head. Milo started fearing that maybe Shaka was adopting a passively aggressive tactic of ignoring him when Virgo finally retorted.
“You never mentioned it, either.”
“I would have. Surely. Any time.”
“Uh-huh.” Shaka's closed-off expression gave nothing away. Not irritation, not anything. “And, pray tell, if you really had a chance and seduced me, what would you do afterwards? Once fulfilled the bet, would you just cast me away?”
It was a fair question, if somewhat unexpected from the Golden Knight. Milo grinned before answering with certainty.
“Of course not. Don’t you ever watch American movies? Following the handbook, I would helplessly fall for you like an idiot – because inside that frigid exterior, you’re a wonderful person, and not the bastardly block of ice you look like – you would be upset after finding out about the bet, so we would break up. Then, somewhere along the way, we would have some enlightening experience (an accident, a talk with a friend, a relationship with an asshole, whatever) that will make us understand how great we both are and then we would get together again and have make-up sex.”
A long, very long, silence followed that statement.
“I hope you’re joking.” Shaka finally said.
“And I hope you have noticed that, considering the probable outcome, you have stated as possible the chance that I might actually get in your pants.” Milo’s grin had widened considerably at this point.
“Sure.” Even devoid of the ironic tone the words should clearly have, the Knight of Scorpio appreciated the blunt sarcasm behind them. “What’s the American jackpot machines’ trademark message? 'Keep dreaming'?”
“Keep on trying,” Milo lightly corrected before starting to stand. “And that’s exactly what I intend to do. Thank you for the hint. And for the tea, too.”
Shaka declined to mention that it was Milo who had brought the infusion and sat in silence as the Knight of Scorpio winked at him and turned for the exit, leaving him to his meditation after their short interaction, like all those nights past.
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