A/N: Failed to try continuing my two Saint Seiya stories because these ideas kept appearing in my head, demanding to be written… So here is a series featuring Shion and how he picked the future generation of Gold Saints and what it took raising them and not getting wasted at the end of it. The ratings may change sometimes because of either things happening or thoughts…

P.S.: also note that due to only knowing the ages of the group when we met them and how old they were when getting they cloths that I will need to be somewhat creative with the times they got to the Sanctuary and other things.

I. His Little Lamb

This was not how he had planned things…

This was not one of the things his master Hakurei had teached him…

…or more like left it out to make him suffer in the future.

This was not something he had wished for… by Athena, he wasn't even sure how to even handle this!

Aries Shion now Pope of the Sanctuary, Athena's right hand, commandant and teacher to the Goddess army for the upcoming Holly War felt like breaking out crying. He had a few days prior gotten a letter from Jamir that Atlas, one of his fellow students under Altar Hakurei was dying of old age and wished to see him. It was a painful visit to begin with seeing how all those who had been turned to stone in the last Holly War had lost all they cosmos in that battle after they got freed making them age as normal humans. Atlas was the last of them, Yuzuriha and Yato had joined they comrades on the Other Side only thirty years prior to the arrival of the letter. He had known that this would double his duties then someone needed to keep also one eye on Jamir, but this was not the only ground he was called here. As he had entered the master bedroom had he found the man he had known since he was a little boy, his lavender hair had turned thin and gray with time while Shion's hair even if thinning had still held some of its old lustre and the colour was still the same pale green which some often falsely thought to be blonde. He had carefully stepped into the room, feeling the tired eyes fixated on him, even in his last moments alert, but then when he nearly reached the bed fell his eyes on something not all to far from the bed, a crib…

"It is… good to see you Shion-sama…" Atlas whispered, breathing was painful for him, but he didn't care he had lived a good and long life.

"Yes" Shion whispered back as he took one fragile hand, marred by old age, into his own hands, gently stroking over the once youthful skin.

"Don't be sad for me… I have lived long enough, it is time for me to rest, but before that I have a little request for you…" at this looked the pope with slightly widening violet eyes over to the crib, then this was where his friend and little brother was looking.

"A…Atlas…" Shion started, but the other held up his free hand.

"My son and daughter-in-law went away a month ago to the mountains to gather some herbs… they have not returned and I have the feeling that I will be meeting them soon…" Shion swallowed, he knew what the other was implying, they had fallen to they death. "I can't leave my grandson without anyone to raise him… he has inherited the strong telekinetic powers of our race, his mother was one of ours…also his cosmos is stirring."

Shion felt himself at these words walk over cautiously to the crib holding a sleeping child not more then six moths old, he was sleeping, but Shion already spotted the familiar lavender hair his grandfather had once possessed. He himself could also feel it, the pulling of a small cosmos as it tried to expand itself inside the little body, but there was something else, he could feel it. The Aries cloth was purring, it was softly singing to the child… did this mean that…

"Yes, he was born on the 27th of March, he is an Aries, like you…" Atlas replied with a little smirk, it was not often he had seen the older male gapping like a fish. Master Hakurei would surely have had a witty remark if he would have seen this. "I think, he will be a good successor for the Aries cloth, it already seems to have accepted him as a potentional owner." Shion nodded, there was no denying it by the reactions he felt from his cloth, it had already formed a bond with the child.

"Fine, I will take him." the pope sighed in defeat when a little hand suddenly grabbed the edge of his sleeve and pulled at it. turning back to the cradle were amethyst eyes looking into curious emerald ones completely sealing his defeat. Three against one was truly unfair…

"If you wish to know, his name is Mu…"

Shion sighed again in frustration while sitting at his desk and getting through the mountains of paperwork which seemed to multiply itself whenever he finished with a new sheet of documents. Mu was at the moment playing animatedly with the toys the maids had showered the baby with right after finding out about him. It was scary how females seemed to turn into crazed creatures if faced with something adorable, really even some of the female saints acted the same with making weird noises and saying every minute how cute Mu was. He sometimes had the urge to just grab the child and teleport somewhere safe, if things went on like this will the boy have a mayor phobia regards everything female and that would pose a problem. He only hoped that the other future saints will be a bit older then his successor. He nearly screamed when one of the older maids had dragged him to the side and started explaining to him how to feed a baby and then the most horrific part… dipper changing! He suddenly knew where some of Hakurei's mumbled comments had come from when he was annoyed with him, his old master had now even more of his respect then before… and now he also knew his preference for sake and smoking. Dohko was of course of no help, in his reply letter had he outright laughed about the whole situation his best friend had landed himself into and stated that he should not get his fleece into a knot now that he had a little lamb in his herd to sheperd around. Dohko and his annoyin sheep references...

"This day will never end…" he groaned while spreading his upper body out on his desk, this pose was the ground why he noticed that Mu was not by his toys.

Jumping up he started looking around frantically for the missing child already having some horrific scenarios running through his head, some also being ridiculous the Spectres were still sleeping and Dohko would have written him if something would have been different in the Rozan mountains. He was already crawling around under the rug of his study to see if the child was there when he heard some noises, poking his head out from under the fabric fell his eyes finally on Mu who was clinging to one of the chairs by the little table he had his usual tea on. Watching closely as the child tried to pull himself up and stay like that he finally remembered that one of his maids who was a mother of two herself had told him that Mu will probably soon start trying to walk instead of crawling around on all fours and that if that happens should he talk to him as often as possible so that he can start learning how to talk. He was brought back from those memories when he saw the lilac haired child walk with slow, uneasy and slightly unbalanced steps towards him. This little gesture made his heart beat faster and filled his chest with a strange warmth he could not fully place. Mu was only an arm reach from him when his little legs decided that this was enough training for today and he was back on the ground laughing happily about his success at which Shion found himself smiling. Maybe it was really not that bad having the little lamb here no his little lamb.

"Pope Shion? What in the name of all that is holly are you doing under the carpet?" at the voice of one of his older and more firmer maids Shion looked up glumping when he saw her dark expression. "Don't you dare come near that child in this filthy state you are in! I will have Lydia take care of Mu while you take a bath." she ordered while grabbing the pope by the neck of his robe and started dragging him out of the room into the direction of the baths before he could even utter a protest while Mu only waved to him in as he was picked up by the black hired maid who tried not to giggle at the sight of the pope.

"Athena-sama failed to mention this to me…" Shion whined as he tried to ignore the amused looks he was getting from his staff.

Owari