(A/N): The manga version AU 'first meeting' installment between Mars and Jadeite arrives. BSSM belongs to Naoko Takeuchi. Jeddy's name is Jin, btw.

Cupid Likes to Flirt

The music blared loudly as an obsidian haired priestess pushed her way through the crowd. She glared as an obviously extremely intoxicated man tried to grab her backside. Shooting daggers with flaming violet eyes, she continued on, pushing people out of her way. She finally made it to the bar where a familiar dark haired male stood, flirting shamelessly with everyone.

"Seiya, will you quit flirting with everything that can smile back at you and give me a Silver Serenade?" The dark haired male raised an eyebrow, questioning her silently as he began making her the elixir that she wanted. She sat down at the bar, folding her hands to rest her pointed chin on. The man smiled at her then, thinking of how much of fire sprite she resembled. A loud crash then a haggard looking blonde crashed into the bar. A second look at him, however, proved that he was not haggard but beautiful, with deep cobalt blue eyes and wavy hair that seemed to defy gravity itself.

"You like you've been chewed up by the wolves Jin," Seiya commented as he set down a dark glass before the fire sprite. She ignored it, still entranced by the blonde who stood so close to her, that she could tell the fabric of which his shirt was made. It was strange to her. No one had ever come into such close proximity to her. She wouldn't have it. And yet, as he stood there, she couldn't help but like it. He sat down, or more so fell into the chair, his head resting on the bar.

"Shut up Seiya. I hate you, you know that. You told them that I'm bi and that I'm single, didn't you?" She couldn't help it. It came out as a fountain, bubbling and rising up over the loud music. He turned and stared at her and was shocked. So small compared to him and yet so full of fire. "Is something funny, pyro?" Rather than firing back at him like the bartender expected, she only laughed more.

"Yes. Something is." She stood up then, smiling as she picked up her drink and walked away, leaving a bill where it sat. Seiya reached over and grabbed it.

"Absolutely gorgeous, and me thinks she likes you." Jin stared at him for a moment before turning around and going after the girl. He found her sitting in the darkest and quietest corner of the club. He sat down next to her then, and threw his head back. She watched with amused violet eyes. She finally set down her glass.

"Come on, let's blow this joint." He looked at her with such admiration that she could have just leaned over and kissed him, but instead she smiled. He stood up then and held out his head. He smiled at how her hand fit perfectly into his. They finally pushed and shoved through the intoxicated bodies and found themselves wrapped in the cold of night.

"So what are you doing here?"

Jin sat staring out at the street. His eyes kept finding random obsidian haired girls, but he knew. He just knew it wasn't her.

"Jin, my buddy!" The bartender sat down, smiling at the blonde. He then noticed the male's silence, and smiled a secretive smile, knowing why. They had hit it off, the two mostly unlikely people, only because the priestess had been freakishly drunk. And yet, she looked sober. That girl was an enigma for sure. "She lives in the temple on Cherry Hill." The blonde looked up to only see air, but he smiled, thanking his friend.

The priestess at this moment, however, was lost in tirade of clothes as a girl even smaller than her rampaged through her closet. The priestess sighed then and stood up.

"Usa, you could go in a burlap sac and Mamoru-san would still think you're the most beautiful thing to walk the face of the Earth. Why are you bothering?" Usagi huffed then, turning around to fix her cerulean glare on Rei. But it soon faded into a pout so convincing that the priestess sighed and broke. She then walked past the bunny and into the closet. "Black or red?" she asked, causing the bunny to break out into a smile that lit up the world.

Another night and she was there, stuck, trying to find a way through the masses of bodies. She pushed and shoved, finally finding an opening to salvation. She again glared at the bartender, scolded him again, and then ordered. This time, a simple margarita. She waited, but no one arrived this time. Sighing, she left a bill and got up, walking to her favorite corner. Wasn't she foolish, not asking the name of the only man to catch her fancy?
He sat there, once again staring out the window at his favorite café. He wanted a small piece of information, but he wouldn't ask. He's too proud. Again, the bartender greeted him with a smile, sitting down next to him. They exchanged words in the form of cruel insults, but both looked unfazed. Finally, the bartender smiled his secret smile.

"She lives with her grandfather."

"Minako!" A brunette huffed as she shooed a cackling blonde out of her kitchen. She then turned to face the priestess who stood in the corner, diligently yet mechanically cutting up vegetables. "What's wrong hun?" she asked, kindly. The priestess looked up at her and smiled wistfully.

"I don't hate men anymore," she whispered.

She sat down on the steps. A soft caw and then the flutter of wings as a black guardian landed on her shoulder. She smiled, taking the guardian onto her hand. She stared into deep cocoa eyes and smiled.

"I hate Otousan, remember?" The bird cocked his head, waiting. "I said that I'd never marry, but I met this one guy." She chuckled then, standing up.

"There is no such thing as love at first sight, right?"

A silver haired male sighed as he and two others sank into luscious leather. He looked towards the owner, only to find him standing, staring out the window. The blonde was silent as the wind, lost in a trance. He stared at the male carefully and then smiled a secret smile like that of the bartender. A smile whose reason only the winds know. The brunette next to him then made a move to capture the blonde's attention, but he held up a hand, smiling.

"I think he needs to be alone."

It was raining as the blonde ran to the café. Today, he was late and the bartender was most probably waiting. So he rushed, pushing against the wind. He finally reached the shop, opening the door and bringing with him gallons of water. He looked to his favorite seat, but the bartender was not there. Hanging his head, he walked towards it, sitting down and resting his head on his folded arms. A soft touch, a tap on his shoulder caused him to look up again with sad blue eyes. A girl smiled down at him and handed him a slip of paper. He scanned over it and smiled, ordering a coffee.

"She hates rain," it read.

She stared, no, glared at the pouring rain. The cook smiled, handing her a bowl of frozen cream, vanilla in flavor. She looked up questioningly, but only saw understanding. She smiled then and took a tiny bite, no longer glaring at the pouring rain.
He had been sitting for nearly five hours now, waiting while staring aimlessly at the long sunrise and start of another day. Today, the bell rang as the bartender walked in. He was early. He walked straight to the blonde and sat down, not even greeting him. The blonde turned and faced him, staring at him staring at him. Each studied the other, trying to find cracks in their facades, but nothing. The bartender leaned back then, and smiled his jovial smile.

"She loves Casablanca lilies."

It was loud and oppressive, the music causing her ears to ring. She, however, wouldn't surrender and continued, pushing and shoving, making her way through. She reached the bar and sat down. The bartender stared down at her as she sighed and then looked up at him.

"What would you like darling?" he asked, smiling softly at her. She smiled back then, wistfully, but as she opened her mouth, a white flower fell in front of her. Gingerly, she reached over picking it up. It wasn't just any flower, she realized then. It was a Casablanca lily, soft and sweetly scented. She turned then and stared in anxious cobalt eyes. She smiled then.

"Come on, let's blow this joint." The bartender watched as they left hand in hand and smiled his secret smile.

"Didn't know you were matchmaking," a silky voice whispered. "You could give Venus a run for her money." Seiya turned to face a smirking Yaten.

"Shouldn't you be with Hotaru-chan?" he replied.

"I should be, but I'm here to collect Setsuna-san's favorite distraction so we can get rid of her." The bartender cocked an eyebrow then.

"Distraction? Is that what I am now?"

It was late or early maybe. Who knew? Their feet had led them into the park and now they were sitting with their feet in cool waters of the pond. She then turned to watch him as he lay on the ground, his eyes closed. He opened one and smiled up at her.

"I never got your name, you know," she murmured softly. He cocked his head slightly, yawning. She smiled at that and leaned over him, reaching out a creamy hand. "Hino Rei." He took it and pulled it to his face, barely brushing his lips over her knuckles.

"Takeno Jin." She nodded.

"A pleasure." He chuckled then.

"The pleasure's all mine darling, all mine."

OWARI

(A/N): Ahaha… This came out a bit strange, but I kind of like it. Somehow I found myself adding Seiya and Yaten as extras rather than the others. Kunzite and Nephrite also make cameo appearances. I think it came out pretty nice like this.

And yes, there are hints of Yaten x Hotaru and Seiya x Setsuna.

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