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All characters belongs to Masami Kurumada / Toei Animation

Even if this supposed to be a little drabble, I finished with two little chapters. Still, aren't that long (I think so) and maybe, if you wish, I should submit a third one. But anyway! Here is and hope you enjoy it!

I tried to make it like a continuation of Shiva and Agora's bday (the drabble can be found in this same account) and both happens after some years after the Holy War and the Saints are now alive yay! because... why not?! They just have "one year" of their new life by the way.

Since the morning he thought he shouldn't leave the bed. All day he decided to stay on his temple, but even if trying to escape from it, his two students that live with him decided to stay at his side. Oh, Shaka could remember well.

Five at the morning and he woke up as always. Decided to do some yoga and meditate before take a bath in his Temple's personal bath. Everything in his schedule was perfect, he liked to have his mornings always in the same way. But then, as he walked in front of one of his student's bedrooms to go to the kitchen, he realized something.

"It is my birthday…"

The Virgo Saint sighed and tried to keep calm. He wasn't a party person, that was for sure, and he really didn't care for his birthday. For Shaka was another way to give end to a cycle, and was kind of sad the fact that was about life. That day begin everything and now he should remember every year they day that being and how closer was to the end. That's why he didn't like to celebrate it, and his students and friends knew it. But every year they always tried to give him something.

Thinking that maybe that year was different, he walked to the kitchen just to find Agora and Shiva cooking. They were so concentrate in what they were doing, Shaka realized they didn't see him, but bad was his luck when he turned and hit himself with the corner of the door. He didn't yell, but gasp as something mundane touched him.

"Ah, master!" Shiva smiled wide.

"Good morning, master Shaka." Agora said with a warm tone as he come close to Shaka and showed a delicious dish. "You are in time to eat with us. We make some oat pancakes with different fruits.

"It was my idea. It was me who decided to do it." Shiva smiled widely placing a plate full of those in the centre of a table that was closer to the floor. "I hope you like them."

The Peacock Saint was getting everything ready with the utensils and some warm milk. As he was preparing the tea, Shaka didn't know what to say so just looked at Agora.

"Why?" he asked in the end.

"Master… do you really want to know?" Agora and he were talking in Chinese so Shiva couldn't understand, but he was being busy getting the tea ready. "Shiva has being planning this since yesterday even if I told him not to do so." He sighed and smiled. "He is even wearing man clothes."

"I can bet his underwear is pink with white laces and a heart on it." Shaka said serious.

Agora just kept in silence. Yes, for sure Shiva was wearing something feminine that wasn't at the sight of his master, and Shaka was smart enough to know it. Anyway, Agora blushed a bit thinking that Shaka knew enough.

"Ready!" Shiva said as he sat down and invited them to do so. "I know you like tea with milk, master."

"Not now, Shiva." Shaka said stopping the milk kettle. "I prefer it plain."

The Peacock Saint smiled but felt a bit stupid. Agora knew it so he accepted the milk and Shiva was smiling again. Shaka realized it but indeed he really didn't want to have a birthday like the common people. He knew Shiva prepared all this because of it even if he didn't say it and didn't want to show him he would enjoy it. Was a bit hard, but was the only way. That was how Agora learned when child.

"This pancake has blueberries, and this one has strawberries." Shiva pointed them with the folk. "Do you want any in special, master Shaka?"

"Well, I don't like so much sugar so…"

"That's why they are sugar free. The only sugar is the fruit." Shiva smiled almost closing his eyes. "Agora said he wants some with blueberries, so those are for him."

Shaka could feel Shiva's energy. He was now remembering when he was a child under his training; jumping and running everywhere and talking without stop even when was sleeping. Now Shiva was excited because Shaka's birthday, maybe he had another surprise or was expecting Shaka enjoyed it.

Anyway, he didn't want to stay the whole day without eating and the pancakes indeed smell good, so this time Shaka accepted to eat one with his tea. All the breakfast, Shiva didn't stop talking about this and that and sometimes Agora would help with the conversation. But Shaka was serious and just nodded or smiled to this. He couldn't lie, he enjoyed seeing those two alive again and loved them as if they were his children, well he liked to imagine was like that having a child. So as the time passed, he decided to eat another pancake and talk with Shiva and Agora about how they should visit India in the winter knowing how much Agora missed it and how Shiva was always getting sick in cold places.

When they all finished eating, the older of the Silver Saints rose up to leave the dishes where they needed to be. Shaka was still drinking his tea and could heard something that was breaking his nerves. He concentrate to hear what it was and found out Shiva was moving his leg. He was nervous.

"I need to go." Shaka said when finished the tea. He would prefer it with milk but now was too late. "I have things to do with the Patriarch."

"Today?" Shiva asked quickly. "Couldn't you take the day off?"

Again, the Virgo Saint decided to leave his serious face.

"No, Shiva. As a Gold Saint, I have responsibilities towards the Sanctuary."

"Yes I understand, I just thought… well…" Shiva smiled. "Anyway, would you like something special to eat? Or do you want us to do something for you? Anything?"

Shaka rose up, and Shiva did the same, still a bit full of energy and nervous.

"You shouldn't worry. I decided to give you both the day free. I will be busy till the evening anyway. If you want to go to the city or anything, do it." he smiled. "You deserve it."

Shiva nodded but was a bit sad or something, Shaka could feel it.

"Yes, master, we will." Agora answer placing his hand over Shiva' shoulder. "Namaste."

"Namaste." They both made a lightly reverence and he decided to move outside the kitchen.

The Virgo Saint moved to his own bedroom to get ready for the day and wear something better than just his white cloak. Some clothes from the India with plain colours were perfect for that hot day. Shaka was walking thru the hall when Agora came close to him and ask him some minutes.

"You are not going to see the Patriarch, right?" Agora asked.

Shaka was a great liar, even so he tried to don't lie but when was necessary. For him, it was necessary to escape from his own temple. He didn't want to remember was his birthday and Shiva was already being too much explosive about it.

He decided to say the truth, after all his oldest student was smart and could understand.

"I see…"

"Do you need something?" Shaka asked. "Why your question?"

"Well, I know you don't like to celebrate your birthday and… I understand always your reasons and never doubt you are such smart person, master Shaka." He made a little reverence. "But please, just this time, listen to my sister. I mean…" he looked to Shaka with a smile. "To Shiva. To my mate."

Shaka sighed and saw around. They were alone because the few servants were just arriving. He didn't exactly didn't know what to say. Personally, he felt a bit bad because couldn't go to Agora and Shiva's party for different reasons. But still, didn't want that, didn't want his birthday.

"Sorry, Agora. I already choose. I will come back later. I was being serious about you should take your day off."

But as soon as he moved, he felt how Agora held him close to give him a hug.

"I know you don't like it, but still… I need to show it in a way." Agora quickly leaved him and made a reverence. "I'm sorry master. Forgive me. I just wish you more years of illuminations and knowledge."

Shaka didn't know what to say. He just tried to keep calm. He didn't feel angry nor frustrated, but didn't want to say something terrible to one of his favourite students. He just smiled and let him rose up from the reverence.

"Thank you, Agora. I wish you this for you too."

Agora sighed and Shaka could heard him as he was walking thru the hall to reach the back exit of his temple and begging his walk to the Patriarch chamber. Even if he didn't need to go there, he would like to close himself in the big library they had or maybe just help to Shion in anything.

He saw some servants and give orders to clean the kitchen and try to be with Shiva all the time. He knew he was acting weird and maybe would need help in anything. But exactly as the servants leaved him, he could heard his student voice calling him. Shaka turned and saw Shiva jumping.

"Master, master." He said moving in a very energetic way. "May I talk with you?"

"But stop jumping, Shiva. You look like a child."

Shiva nodded and stopped his little jumps to then give a step towards Shaka.

They both now were in silence and neither the Virgo Saint nor the Peacock Saint decided to talk. But then Shiva couldn't more and let a sigh get out of his lips. He looked worried and came closer to his master who didn't move at all.

"I'm sorry, really, but I need to say it." he smiled "Happy birthday, master Shaka!"

The Virgo Saint was almost saying something about it when he felt the arms of Shiva around his body. He wasn't hugging like Agora did, he spent some seconds with his arms around and his face buried in Shaka's shoulder. Shiva was acting again like a child and Shaka didn't know what to do. He wanted to pat his back but then felt something.

"Shiva, are you crying?" Shaka asked to then see how his student showed his face and some tears was going out of his eyes. "Why are you crying? You shouldn't. Try to keep calm."

"No, master. I'm sorry is just… I'm very happy."

"Why?" Shaka asked without moving still. "You shouldn't be that happy. I thought we talked about this in your birthday." He said. "I'm really sorry for not going, but still I don't like birthdays."

Shiva didn't mind and smiled to then hug him even tighter.

"Master, you are alive." Shaka surprised a bit, indeed he was alive but couldn't understand why Shiva was like that. "This is our first year, we still alive."

"Shiva…" his master now decided to place his arms around Shiva's body to give back the hug. "The cycle of the live needs to keep going. Even if I'm alive, I'm getting closer to…"

"I don't care, you are alive now. In this precise moment you are alive, you are with me and with Agora and…" Shiva couldn't handle himself anymore. "I love you, master. Thank you for everything you had done for us. I love you so much." He smiled and saw Shaka to then cry harder. "Happy birthday!"

Shaka was smiling too now, and wasn't one of those simple smiles, but he was really showing something warm. He couldn't hide it anymore and hugged Shiva a bit tight to then kiss his head. In that moment he realized he forgot something his believes always said; live in the moment.

"I love you too, Shiva." He said. "I promise you the next year I will go to your birthday party."

"I don't care the next year." Shiva said without moving from Shaka's arms. "In this moment we are together and… is all I care."

"It is everything fine?" Agora was running fast as he could. "I heard Shiva was crying and…"

He couldn't say more. It was something weird to see; Shaka was holding Shiva as if he was a little child, both arms around and caressing his hair and with a smile in his face. Well, even if it was something weird, Agora wouldn't let that moment pass and run just to hug them both. Shaka couldn't believe how strong was his student when felt his feet wasn't touch the floor and the arms of Agora around. Shiva laughed a bit and held himself around Agora's neck to hug both.

"Ok, children." Shaka said trying to don't fall from his student's arm. "I think is time to finish this." He smiled. "It is better you two get ready then…"

"Why?" Agora asked leaving them in the floor, but Shiva was till holding himself on Agora's neck.

"Let's go to Rodorio." Shaka said fixing his clothes. "I bet Mu would like to give me some gift or anything, so let's give him time to remember is my birthday and how will do it as a surprise."

"I thought you said you need to go to the Patriarch." Shiva said cleaning his tears.

"He can look for someone else, Shiva. I will take the day off too." He said now changing to something serious. "Agora, tell to the servants to clean well my room, guest room and prepare some extra food." Agora nodded and moved quickly to the interior of the temple. "And you Shiva…"

"Yes, master?"

Both were in silence for a second, Shiva was still tearing a bit and Shaka just smiled.

"Why don't you go and change for something more… comfortable?"

"What do you mean master?" Shiva asked a bit curious.

"Well, as a female saint you should use a mask but as a male saint you don't need to. So, what if you mix both and wear something pretty still showing your face?" Shiva opened widely his eyes. "We will go to Rodorio, I want everyone remember you."

Shiva didn't remember quite well but after a minute thinking about it, but the first birthday he and Agora passed in the Sanctuary they three went to Rodorio and spend time together exactly that day. His master and his older mate thought he was a girl and let him go with a dress, but that was the only and last birthday he could use a dress because they found in fact was a boy.

"But, master Shaka, I thought you didn't like when I dress like a girl."

"In this precise moment you are a woman, Shiva." He said in the end. "Forget the past. This is our first year with a new life, so now I will not hide the fact you are this. You and Agora can do anything you want to be, you earn it." Shiva began to cry a bit more with those words. "And don't cry, my child. Go and clean those tears and put some nice dress. I bet you have a lot of them."

The Peacock Saint nodded and hug him one last time to then run to the interior of the temple.

As a Golden Saint, he should be serious about everything and maybe show that love to his students was wrong, but as a human being Shaka really began to don't care. It was true; this was his first year of life and needed to enjoy it, and even more now that the peace was around and his two beloved students too. He smiled to himself and thought that maybe was a good new life philosophy. Wasn't new at all, but take again that idea Buddhist idea he should bear every day.

While he walked thru the hall back to the main entrance of his temple and could see Agora smiling and Shiva showing off his dress, Shaka was thinking in that idea he would try to have the whole day that was his birthday at least; living the moment and nothing more.