Disclaimer: I do not own Saint Seiya, it's a manga from Masami Kurumada.

Summary: The earth is on a peaceful era. Athena saints are allowed to live their lives as they want. One day Milo comes back to the Sanctuary with a baby on his arms, and the child is…?! Milo will raise a child?!

I'm not a native so, tell me if there's something wrong with the grammar on general use of language. I hope you like it!

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Prologue

After the battle with Hades, Athena decided to revive her saints for pure compassion. They've fought uncountable battles for her sake and died twice, but they never had the chance to enjoy their lives as humans, so she decided to pray and bring them back to life.

When they were revived, she told them to live as they pleased, because whenever the time comes, she knew they would promptly fight again, however in those peaceful times, it was the time to fight for their own selves.

In the end, they stayed in their temples, but would go out once in a while, specially to the village around the sanctuary, so the people started to be fond of them. Some saints traveled to their hometowns and the life of peace started…

Clack, clack, clack

The heel of the gold shoes from Scorpius cloth clacked when Milo passed by Aries temple…

_Milo, are you going out the city again?

_Yes. I'm very impressed you like to be on your house all time. I get bored easily… -the scorpion saint joked.

_Good luck.

Mu had a serene smile as he waved to his companion who was going away happily. Milo was always excited when he went to the city, it seems this new life was a new phase for him.

When he was walking, he heard an unpleasant sound: a loud crying. Instantaneously he looked around. Could it be a baby? No, no one would abandon a baby on a remote region, the last time he heard the story of a baby in the sanctuary was when Athena was one herself, and the consequences were extremes: one person died, one saint was considered a traitor, and one little kid was laughed off for being the traitor's brother, not to mention that one saint had to kill his best friend. Too many problems came with one baby alone.

Shaking his head, he continued, but the loud crying stroke his ears again. Furrowing his brows, he searched for the source of the sound. His throat dried as he approached a big rock, because the sound seemed to come from beyond that stone.

Approaching carefully, he jumped to see what was hiding there, it was when his eyes met a certain crafted basket with a baby evolved in white sheets, crying to the point its cheeks were all red.

_W-what?

He kneeled and looked at the baby, it was a girl, she had a short, thin blue hair the same color as Milo's, and her eyes were shut, with tears dropping. She cried and cried, Milo covered his ears.

What was a baby doing there? As he raised the girl on his arms, to check if there was something wrong with her, he saw a paper dropping from the sheets she was tangled in.

Cautiously holding the small baby with an arm, he picked the paper with his free hand, reading it with a curious expression that gradually transformed into some kind of desperation mixed with disgust.

The paper had a note: "I'm sorry dear, I can't raise this child because I'm poor, I' won't be a good mother, but as she is your child, I'm sure you will be a marvelous father. Take care of Rika.

To: My Beloved Scorpion"

His face got pale and blue as his hand trembled while the child cried incessantly, for his displeasure. His mind was swirling and his thoughts needed to be organized.

"Whaaaaaat?! No, no, it must be a mistake! The mother must be referring to another scorpion…"

He put the baby in front of his face, a few centimeters and looked at her face, she stopped crying and a smile surged on her lips as she stretched her tiny hands to play with his face.

"Damn! Looks like me! No, no, but she can't be my daughter, I mean… I'm not the irresponsible guy who'd have a daughter and not know it to the moment she was born, right?"

_Da! –she pinched his face, giggling-

"She is cute and all… But, I'm not really fond of babies… The last time I heard about a person who had to take care of a baby, he actually died!"

"B-but… What do I do? I can't simply let a baby here, furthermore it said 'scorpion'…"

The girls started to cry again, and Milo pitifully attempted to shake the girl on his arms to make her calm down. Looking around there was no one to be seen, he sighed. He was a gold saint! He fought for the justice and peace, so wasn't it part of his job to take care of lost children whilst he searched for her parents? Determined, he came to his final decision:

_Fear not, little girl! I, the great gold saint, Scorpio Milo, will help you!

And with a playful smile on his face he looked to the sanctuary, the twelve temples.

_We will find a better father for you! Just you wait, gold saints!

He raised the girl who goggled with his excitement, unaware that her "father" was actually plotting to delegate her to another saint along with the duty to find her mother.