Dinner Night at Shura's by: Kounellii
Kou's comments: I dedicate this fic to all you Saint Seiya fans, especially those who've reviewed my past fics. Check out what Aphrodite and Deathmask got for Shura!XD
Disclaimer: I disclaim Saint Seiya (aka Knights of the Zodiac).
-+I'm Dinner, What's for Hungry?+-
"SHURA! You had better not be cooking any CRAB in there!" yelled Deathmask, pounding his fist on the table.
"What's wrong with crab? Just the other day I saw you break off a claw with your teeth!" exclaimed Aphrodite, entering Capricorn House after forcing Saga and Kanon to go fetch the Bronze Saints in Japan.
Shura, upon hearing his crabby friend, uses his tongs to pluck out the crab from his pot. He tosses the crab into the water basket to keep it from dying. He moves toward the bucket that Aiolia brought in earlier. With his sleeves rolled up, he grabs a fish.
"Milo, can you pass me the cutting board?"
The Scorpion Saint, who had just entered the kitchen, takes the cutting board off the wall.
"Here you g—" said Milo, trailing off as he takes in Shura's appearance.
"What? You have something to say to me?" asked Shura testily, hands on his hips.
"No but… I know you like to keep clean and all, but to wear that of all things!" said Milo, laughing and pointing at Shura's comical apron.
"SHUT UP! And if I hear one wisecrack about my apron, then you can cook your own dinner!" huffed Shura.
Earlier, Aphrodite and Deathmask went into town and bought Shura an apron. It had a humorous picture of a bloated goat lying on its' back with rocks all around it. The caption above it read, "I Was Stoned for Dinner!"
They obviously thought it was funny because Shura's zodiac animal is a goat.
"Yes… mommy!" Milo dodged a frying pan, laughing his head off out the door.
He walks right into the Aquarius Saint. Camus frowned at his best friend.
"Oops! Sorry Camus," said Milo.
Camus sighs. "Milo, what is Shura making for dinner?"
"Fish, I think." Immediately a light-blue blur zigzags into the kitchen.
"NOOOOOOOOO!" cried Aphrodite, slapping the fish before it got beheaded, causing it to slide off the cutting board and into the bucket.
"WHAT'RE YOU DOING APHRO? THAT WAS DINNER!" yelled an exasperated Shura, waving his Excalibur arm up and down.
"Shura! Did you forget that I'm the twin fish saint?" screamed Aphrodite, his voicing reaching a high pitch ((Ouch!))
"Fine, fine!" mumbled Shura. Under his breath he adds, "It's not like you've never eaten any fish."
"WHAT WAS THAT?"
"Nothing, nothing Aphrodite!" said Shura innocently, looking for his icebox. Damn pretty boy!
By this time, Mu, Kiki, Aiolia, and Aldebaran entered Capricorn House. Aiolia slaps high-fives all around.
"Aphrodite, what's got your hair all roughed up?" asked Aiolia, with his eyebrow raised.
"Fish!" replied Aphrodite. He takes a seat next to Mu, crossing his legs and pouting.
"O… kay."
The Lion decided to leave it at that and check out the fish he caught for dinner. Sniffing the air, he licks his lips and walks into the kitchen.
"Hey Shura! Man, everything smells delicious! Good thing I caught a lot of fish, eh?"
Shura turns around, receiving a roaring laugh at his apron. Aiolia quickly shuts up at the look of Shura's death glare and his Excalibur that began to glow red.
"For your information, we're not having crab or fish. We're having…" Shura pauses for a second, then rephrases his last words, "a nice piece of meat."
"What kind of meat?" asked Aiolia curiously.
Shura sighs. Not wanting to have to cook something else, answered, "You."
Aiolia blinks, then laughs. He obviously thought that Shura was joking, imagine actually putting the Leo Saint in a giant pot!
"Ok, ok… Seriously, what's for dinner?"
The Capricorn cook points at a furry animal skin on his kitchen floor. Aiolia, with his mouth wide open in shock, kneels dramatically before the lion skin.
"Why? HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?" bawled Aiolia, clutching the lion skin and rubbing his dripping nose onto it.
Reaching his last straw, said to be one of the most patient and reserved saints—second only to Camus; erupts.
"THAT'S IT! MU, COME WITH ME! WE'RE PICKING UP SOME GOOD OLD FRIED CHICKEN!" yelled Shura, dragging a frightened Mu by the arm.
He stops and turns around.
"Anybody got a problem with that?"
"NO MOMMY!" squeaked the rest of the Gold Saints and Kiki, gulping as they did so.
"Good." Satisfied, Shura pulls Mu down the stairs. He stomps pass Shaka. The blond opens his mouth in question, but Shura bypasses him.
"What's got his goat?" asked Shaka, his words carried into the early evening wind.
EXTRA: "I Was Stoned for Dinner" ((laughs)). Shura, oh Shura! The mommy among Gold saints… but who's daddy? The lesson for today is: never cook dinner for the Gold Saints! PLEASE REVIEW!