Saint Seiya Fairy Tale: Beauty and the Beast

Deathmask stared at Misty in disbelief, “well there is only one way to figure this out.” Deathmask looked at the mirror, “show me Camus.” The image swirled and displayed Camus riding his horse nervously, with three other men, all carrying a large amount of supplies. The man that Camus had been kissing earlier was with them, along with a hunter, and two other men.

Deathmask frowned, “maybe Camus just wants me to meet his friends. . .Yeah! That’s it.” “That sounds very optimistic of you,” Argor replied with a sigh. Deathmask grumbled, “well hey, ya know. . .the flower is getting all wilted, so I don’t exactly have the time to think negatively about him.” Misty smiled, “if you are just gonna let them come, then you better damn well make sure that if they are here to attack us, you will protect me and Mr. Crabcakes.”

Argor frowned, “Mr. Crabcakes!? Grrr!” Misty smiled and laughed, “thanks for the cute reaction, Argor. . .I needed a laugh.” Argor smiled, “whatever you say, you overgrown cold blooded lizard.”

Deathmask quietly sighed to himself, he didn’t want to hurt Camus’s friends, but he didn’t want to fail his only two friends in the whole world. Deathmask typically felt no fear when a battle was about to ensue, but he feared for those he cared about. He had heard of Aioria from various coliseum-like battles that had ensued in various parts of the country. Aioria was very well known for this fact, and Deathmask was very aware that the man always enjoyed a good battle, and if worse came to worse, he would give him one.

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After riding for a few hours, they finally stopped to set up camp. Milo and Aioria were working on the tent and Sorrento gathered firewood and cleared some of the loose foliage from the grounds. He also set up a few traps in case animals tried to attack them. After the tent was ready, Aioria left to hunt some dinner, and Milo worked on setting up a safety area for when the storms hit. Kanon sighed, “hey Camus. . .how did you convince our dad to let us go on a camping trip in the middle of winter?” Camus smiled, “you know how dad and Douko are. They probably think this will make us stronger or something.” Kanon shook his head, “good point. Why did I think it was harder than that?” Camus chuckled, “well I better head to the castle now. . .I don’t want you all to have to stay out here in the cold for too long.”

Kanon frowned, “Camus, let me go with you all of the way there, and then I will return to camp. . .I just don’t like the idea of you traveling there alone.” Camus smiled at his brother, “you will follow me even if I say no, right?” Kanon grinned, “yup, but you would do the same. . .hahaha, guess we really are related.”

Camus smiled at his older brother. Milo laughed, “yeah yeah, don’t worry Camus, we’ll make sure that Kanon is well fed; Sorrento just headed to the fishing lake and Aioria is hunting some wild turkeys or something. So I am going to get the fire started and when Kanon gets back, everything will be nice and cozy and there should be plenty of food—I mean come on now, Aioria is an excellent hunter, and Sorrento is like a siren with those fish! ^_^ We should just be happy that the lake isn’t entirely frozen over.”

Kanon smiled at Milo, “and don’t worry too much about Camus, I’ll make sure he gets there safely.” Camus gave Milo a hug before leaving with his brother.

As they rode in the forest, Kanon felt a twinge of guilt, he hadn’t told Saga that he was going camping, or taking his brother into possible danger.

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Saga sneezed lightly as he returned into the house with Mu. Mu handed Saga a tissue, “are you feeling alright? Maybe you need to warm up a little bit, it is the middle of winter you know.” Saga blushed, “of course, I’m fine. I just had a little chill, nothing to worry about.” The two entered the living room area that had a large fireplace with a few couches and sofas, each with a soft throw on them for cuddling. Shaka was bundled up in a throw watching the fire.

Mu smiled, “hi Shaka! Oh. . .where is everyone?” Shaka looked up at Mu, “well Camus and Kanon are on a camping trip, and father and Shion are upstairs.

Saga’s eyes nearly popped out of his head, “what do you mean they are on a camping trip. . .IN THE MIDDLE OF WINTER!? I’ve never heard about this.”

Shaka sighed, “well Camus mentioned a trip before you and my brother left. . .although Kanon wanted to go last minute, I suppose it had to do with Milo.”

The moment Saga heard Milo’s name, he knew why his brother wanted to go, but that still didn’t explain why Camus went on a trip in the first place. “I see. . .but why are they going camping in the middle of winter?”

Shaka sighed, he did not want to get involved with the situation, “Milo, Milo’s brother, Aioria, and Camus had planned a camping trip, and when Kanon overheard about it, he wanted to go too.”

Saga felt sad that his brother didn’t tell him about it, but he trusts his brother enough to know that Camus would be safe.

Mu held Saga’s hand and squeezed it gently, “don’t worry, I’m sure they will be safe, after all isn’t Aioria one of the hunting guild heads. . .surely he would be able to deal with any kind of animal that comes their way. Although. . .I am not sure about the weather.”

Saga flushed at Mu’s touch, but he still listened to him intently. The moment Mu mentioned that Aioria would be able to deal with any kind of animal, he immediately thought of the beast. Was Kanon going on this trip too so that they could hunt the beast down? Saga sighed, “maybe I should go after them to make sure they are safe. . .besides if I know them as well as I think I do, I know where they must have set up camp.”

Shaka didn’t know Kanon and the others very well, but he knew that they did not want other’s prying into their plan, “before Kanon left, he said that the main reason why he wanted to go was because you are so smitten with my brother.” Mu turned dark red and looked at Saga, “really?” Saga was beginning to question his original thought, maybe they weren’t beast hunting, and his brother was just trying to give him privacy? He looked at Mu, “well you are very beautiful. . .I want to get to know you better. . .” Mu smiled, he knew that Shaka was likely hiding something, he knew his brother all too well, but his brother’s intentions were likely in the right place, so he decided to go along. “Saga. . .would you like to go out and have some hot cocoa with me?” Mu asked sweetly.

Saga smiled, “of course!” Shaka smirked, he knew that Mu would catch on quickly. Saga quickly lost track of thought and followed Mu to town to reach a hot cocoa shop. Shaka smiled, thank goodness he was alone now. He loved being in the warm blanket and snuggled in it comfortably until he fell asleep.

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“We are almost there, thank you for coming with me, you can head back now if you wish,” Camus stated. Kanon looked around, “um. . .Camus. . .I don’t see any castle.” Camus chuckled, “you are the one who told me that it was a vanishing castle, silly. I am going to use this ring to let me in.” Kanon gazed at the ring, “so you need to use magic to go in? How odd. . .I wonder how dad stumbled along this place to begin with.”

Camus sighed, “I have no idea, but he did hit his head first. . .so perhaps that aided his ability to see this castle.” Kanon nodded, “I suppose you should go in then. . .I will head back to camp. . .besides, a storm is coming. . .” Kanon looked at the sky, it definitely looks like a snow storm is coming. . .better go make sure the guys were finished preparing. Camus smiled at his brother, “I love you Kanon. . . . .please stay safe and warm. . .I’m sorry for all I put you through.” Kanon hugged Camus, “stop it silly, we love you so much, that’s why we do it.”

Kanon headed back to camp feeling sad that his little brother was all alone. Camus held the ring close, “please show me his castle.” The ring glowed and the visage of the castle appeared in front of him. He felt his heart flutter and entered through the iron-gate.

As Camus walked in, a two pairs of eyes watched him carefully, one pair of reddish violet, and another of dark gold. “Hahaha, he’s leading us right to him! I bet Aphrodite was trying to protect Prince Angelo by turning him into a monster. . .but I will get my revenge against him. I think this teal-haired man is the key,” the golden-eyed man smirked.

“Well we might as well go in since the castle is actually visible for once,” the man with reddish violet eyes smiled. The two men stealthily entered the gates behind Camus.

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Camus entered the palace and noticed that the fireplaces were all warm and inviting. He smiled, “Deathmask? Argor? Misty? I really missed all of you and wanted to see you again.”

Misty glanced at Camus through the door, “Camus! You’re here already!? I just got dinner in the oven. . .” Camus quirked his eyebrow, “why do I have the feeling that you knew I was coming?” Argor smiled, “because I wanted to see you in the mirror and noticed you were on your way. . .but where is uh. . .are your. . .uh. . .where are your er. . .cohorts?”

Camus looked at Argor quizzically, “are you referring to my brother and my close friends? They are camping in the forest. . .they wanted to make sure that I arrived here safely. . .and they came along so my father would believe that I am camping with them. . .” Argor looked at Camus slightly shocked, “you mean that they are going to camp in the middle of this storm!?” Camus nodded solemnly.

Deathmask overheard the matter, “hey there sexy pretty boy! So your friends are gonna be out in the cold huh. . .” Camus blushed lightly at the compliment, although he wished he wouldn’t, “Uh. . .hi Mr. Fuzzball! If you keep calling me things other than my name, then I will give you the same treatment, just so you know. But yes. . .they are camping near the fishing lake on the way here. . .” Deathmask smirked, “well then, maybe I can help them out!” Camus looked at Deathmask, “you can? I know you have magic, but how are you going to make the storm go away?”

Deathmask laughed, “well I can’t really do that, but I can make their tent into a nice warm cabin!” He closed his eyes and conjured up a cabin for Camus’s friends, he put a lot of effort into it, especially since Camus’s brother was one of them.

Camus smiled, “you are so sweet Deathmask. . .thank you.” Deathmask smiled proudly, “you are very welcome, Camus! And by the way, I really missed ya. . .you are just too hot for words, and this palace could use more hotness.” Camus rolled his eyes, “oh yeah. . .my best friend Milo. . .he really wants to try your pasta sauce. . .do you think you could make it again so we can give him a jar?” Camus gave Deathmask the cutest puppy eyes ever. Deathmask’s tail swished very quickly in the excitement that his famous pasta sauce was becoming so popular that he should jar it! “HELL YEAH! Awww Camus you are gonna make me blush with such a compliment.”

Camus sighed, “I suppose the compliment is from Milo, so you should probably thank him.” Deathmask looked at Camus, “um. . .which one is Milo?” Camus sighed, “you have the magic mirrors, why don’t you just ask?” Deathmask grumbled, “I knew that. . .sheesh.” He looked in the mirror at Milo and to his surprise he was the guy that Camus kissed, but in the mirror, he was kissing that hunter dude.

“OOOOOOOOOOH. . .,” Deathmask uttered slightly dumbfounded. Camus chuckled, “okay what is so ‘OOOOHHHH’ inspiring?” Deathmask looked a little sheepish, “let me see. . .so this guy, Milo, is your best friend. . .and his boyfriend is this hunter guy. . .and they are on some kind of romantic getaway. . .huh.” Camus nodded, “yes, that’s right, and the guy with the long blue hair is my older brother Kanon, and the man with the light purple hair is Milo’s younger brother, Sorrento. They decided they may as well have a nice camp out since I am here. They are helping me by telling my father that I went on a camping trip while I am really here.”

Deathmask felt like an idiot, as did Argor and Misty. Deathmask realized that Camus went through all of this just to come back to him, “Camus. . .I. . .uh. . .Damn I think you are the sexiest guy I have ever met, and romantic to boot! Dang, if you ever let me I would screw you into a wall right now!” Camus rolled his eyes, “get your mind out of the gutter, Deathmask. Oh. . .let me see the cabin.” Deathmask handed Camus the mirror.

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Aioria returned from hunting with two large wild turkeys that could easily fill them all, but as he walked to the clearing, he noticed a cabin where their tent was. He rushed over to the cabin and opened to doors to see a confused Milo and Sorrento inside.

Milo smiled, “well I guess the beast really does know magic, look at this gift card.” Milo handed the gift card to Aioria which read: Hey there Camus’s friends! Camus was worried about you guys and the upcoming storm, so I upgraded your tent! Hope you like! ~the Beast

Aioria smiled, “wow, I guess the beast is kinda nice.” Sorrento nodded, “and this place is really nice. . .there is a warm fire place, couches, beds for each of us. . .each one large enough for two! And a nice kitchen. . .but more importantly it looks like he created a really good insulation for the storm.” Milo smiled, “see I told ya guys that Camus is a good judge of character!”

Kanon rode Seiya all the way back to the cabin, wait a cabin? Kanon looked at the luxurious cabin with awe, “what the hell?” He noticed that the other horses were in a small stable that was behind the cabin, and brought Seiya inside it. He entered the front door of the cabin, “hey guys, what is this?” Milo showed Kanon the letter. Kanon smiled, “I guess you could say that Camus got there safely. . .hahaha.” Sorrento frowned, “Kanon. . .you are all wet from the snow, come here.”

Sorrento took off Kanon’s cape and rested it near the hearth, and pulled off Kanon’s boots and replaced them with some warm woolen boots that he had warming by the fire since he returned. “Kanon, I know you love your brother, but you need to take care of yourself too.” Kanon smiled at Sorrento, “thanks for looking out for me. . .”

Milo grinned, he knew that if Camus got him to do that, he must have asked the beast about getting some pasta sauce.

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Camus smiled as he watched his friends happily running around the cabin. “Don’t worry sexy boy, this cabin is fully insulated and will keep them warm during the storm, much better than a cabin, don’t you think,” Deathmask grinned. Camus walked over to Deathmask and gave him a large hug, “you really do know how to be sweet, don't you.”

Deathmask hugged him back, “damn right, I do. . .and I gotta say, you smell really good.” Camus glared at him playfully, “you can sniff, but you can’t touch.” Deathmask frowned, “hmph, you toy with me. . .you so turn me on. . .” Camus smirked, “oh, do I?” he asked coyly as he ran his finger under Deathmask’s chin. Deathmask’s tail would not stop wagging, “yup, you do. . .,” he whispered with a gulp and a husky sound in his voice.

Camus scratched behind his ear, “well then little puppy boy, if you can get your tail to stop wagging in the next ten seconds, I’ll give you a kiss.” Deathmask would have chopped his tail off if he had too, but he just didn’t have it in him. He tried so hard to get it to stop wagging, but the more he tried, the more it wagged. “Damn it you stupid tail! GRRRR,” Deathmask growled as he began chasing his tail. Camus laughed, “okay okay, your ten seconds are up.”

Deathmask pouted, “Aww damn it! Now I’ll never get a kiss. . .*sniffle* Um. . .Camus? Isn’t there something else I can do for a kiss?” Camus chuckled, “you know what? I saw that you tried really hard, so maybe just one little kiss.” Camus reached up and placed his arms around the beast’s neck, and pressed his lips against Deathmask’s lower lip, so he could avoid cutting himself on the fangs. Deathmask couldn’t contain himself, gods his lips tasted sweet like nectar. Camus pulled away slowly. . .there was something oddly familiar about it. . .and he found him rather. . .yumm. . .no no he wasn’t going to think that.

Deathmask pulled Camus closer, “Camus, if I had to die right now. . .then I would be happy.” Camus blushed, “I had no idea a kiss would mean that much to you.” Deathmask smiled, “anything from you means a lot to me.” Camus smirked, “you really are a big fluffy puppy aren’t you?”

Deathmask pouted, “fine fine. . .I’ll be your big fluffy puppy, but for everyone else, I am a big ferocious beast!” Camus rolled his eyes as he noticed Deathmask’s tail wagging happily, “sheesh. . .well anyway, how about you go make the pasta sauce to keep Milo and my brother happy, and I’ll make some fresh gnocchi to go with it.” Deathmask’s tail hit optimum speed, “Gnnnooochiiii!!!??!?!??! OH you ARE the love of my life, that has got to be my favorite food EVER!!!!!!!!!”

Camus quirked an eyebrow, the beast’s favorite food was made from a potato? What? Shouldn’t a beast like meat? Okay. . .he was going to have to ask the beast some questions soon. “Hahaha, well let’s go get started.”

Camus, Deathmask, Argor, and Misty entered the kitchen. Misty got all of the equipment out and Argor began pulling ingredients out. Camus smiled at Deathmask, “soooo Deathmask. . .how did a beast like you decide to move into a vanishing castle?” Deathmask began chopping veggies, “Uh. . .well it was empty and I uh. . .needed a place to stay. . .soooo we moved in!”

Camus sighed, “you know Deathmask. . .Argor and Misty told me that they met you here at the castle. . .that you took them in. . .so what do you mean ‘we’ moved in?” Deathmask looked away, “oh did I say we? I mean’t er. . .Me! I moved in.” Camus looked at him quizzically, “so you, by yourself, randomly found a castle that vanishes, and then decided that you should move in because it was ‘empty?’” Deathmask minced the veggies very small, “uh. . .yeah?”

Camus sighed, “you don’t sound that confident.” Deathmask looked away, “well, it’s true.” Camus frowned, “look me in the eye and say that.” Deathmask looked at Camus in his eyes, “that.” Camus rolled his eyes, “you are so weird.” Deathmask grinned, “why thank you kind, sexy man.” Camus sighed, “so when you got here, no one lived here? Now that is weird. . .I heard stories in town that there used to be a prosperous kingdom around here.”

Deathmask gulped, “hmm, odd. I’ve never seen one around here.” Camus looked down, “according to my brother, there used to be a kingdom here run by a Prince Angelo. . .have you ever heard of that?” Deathmask wanted to grab Camus and fuck him after he heard the way Camus said his real name. “Nope, never heard of it.”

Camus looked away, “I see. . .well then let’s work on the gnocchi and sauce, shall we? And I see you pulverized your veggies.” Deathmask looked at his pile of mush, “whoops.”

Argor and Misty glanced at each other, they both knew that Camus was not finished asking questions about their castle.

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“This is perfect! Camus believes that Deathmask and Prince Angelo are different people! All I have to do is disguise myself as the prince and claim that Deathmask imprisoned me. . .this is too good. Camus will want the beast dead for hurting the prince. Nothing will be better than to see him squirm with the one he loves being the one who wants him dead,” the golden-eyed man exclaimed.

“Well then after you get changed, I suppose I can tie you up in the dungeon. . .hahaha, that should be a sight to see, Minos,” the violet-red eyed man smirked.

Minos glared at his companion, “Maybe you should dress up as the prince Aiacos. . .you two have the same skin tone.”

Aiacos sighed, “yeah. . .but you’re the one who wants revenge for when Angelo killed Radamanthys. . .and besides, you are the one who wants to hurt him emotionally before he dies also. . .anyway. . .you are being kind of mean you know.”

Minos sighed, “very true. . .but, Angelo went too far. . .I have been searching for him for too long to loose this opportunity.”

Aiacos looked down, he knew that Minos was madly in love with Radamanthys. Radamanthys attempted to kill Prince Angelo in many battles and fought him in a duel. . .and in one duel, Radamanthys lost his life. Minos never got over that. Aiacos on the other hand, viewed the duel as fair. The circumstances were completely neutral, and neither Angelo nor Radamanthys had an advantage. But he was also Minos’s best friend, and he didn't want to see his friend suffer thinking about revenge.

Minos and Aiacos went to the dungeon to begin the plan.

TBC. . . . . .
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A/N-OMG what will happen next ^_^ Please rate and review! Hopefully you guys don't mind that I am adding some characters from the Hades chapters ^^