The Days Chapter 1: The Reflection Day, a saint seiya fanfic

Title: -01-The Reflection Day
Topic: Saint Seiya
Summary: Where Ikki and Resa share a heart-to-heart. Kind of.
Rating: T
Genre: Humor

Drabble 01.
(The Reflection Day)

There were times when Ikki really had to stop and look at his life. He lived with his brother in an apartment with three other people, which probably didn't seem like that big of a deal to anyone else.

But what anyone else didn't know was that these people were somewhere close to legally insane.

Hyoga, thought not that unbearable, had his moments. The Saint of Cygnus had a tendency to get a little preachy at times, which had its advantages; when it was directed at anyone but Ikki. If the blond seemed to be getting ready for one of his little speeches, Ikki made sure to start making a pot of coffee.

Oddly enough, it worked every time.

The only person Hyoga didn't lecture was Chinko, and that was because she had him wrapped around her little finger. That and she won all of their debates by redirecting things at Ikki, who would then make a pot of coffee.

Yes, it worked every time.

Ikki had asked Harmony, one of the sisters they shared the apartment with, why coffee was an instant Hyoga repellant. His only answer was side-splitting laughter, unsettling in itself. Obviously Harmony knew something, she was revered for being well informed despite her age, but Ikki decided he was better off not questioning his means to get out of a Hyoga rant. Especially considering the only other person he could ask was Sorrento, who happened to be Harmony's boyfriend.

Ikki valued his sanity far too much to ask Sorrento.

"Coffee?"

Resa, Harmony's protective older sister, never asked for anything. She just gave enough warning for you to know what it was she wanted you to do/pretend to want. Sure enough a cup was dropped in Ikki's general vicinity.

Had he not been a Saint, it would have been a waste of a perfectly good cup of coffee.

Of all of his room-mates, Resa was the most tolerable. Not because she was any less sadistic than her looks portrayed her to be, Resa just gave less reason to be concerned. She didn't give much reason for anything, and spoke even less. The only time there had been any conflict between them was when Ikki would pick on Peggi, Shun's much older girlfriend, and Resa would end those little disputes very quickly. Often times with a lot of pain on Ikki's end.

There was also the time she had helped dye Shun's hair pink, but he was trying very hard to forget that entire incident.

Very, very hard.

"What?"

"You look normal?" Resa cocked an eyebrow, which was one of the deadly little threats the mocha skinned woman would give as a subtle warning you were about to get your ass handed to you. Ikki shifted uncomfortably against the couch cushions. He hated this couch; it made funny noises when you moved around on it, even a little. "This is the first time I've seen you without your hair dyed some weird color."

Resa twitched a little at 'weird color'. "I can look normal, but if you must know I just didn't feel like getting all 'dolled up' today."

Ikki didn't think Resa would be so good at this guilt-trip thing.

"…Sorry."

That was pretty pathetic, Resa had to admit, but she knew Ikki wasn't used to apologizing. He didn't even really know how to. You didn't exactly learn how to say sorry training on Death Queen Island. Even Resa had to give him that he had at least tried. Maybe she was being a little hard on him.

"Don't worry about it." Resa sighed loudly, and they settled into a nice silence.

Which didn't last long.

"What does Hyoga have against coffee?"

Resa nearly drowned in her cup.

Ikki jumped up when the woman in front of him, who he knew to be unfazed by corpses, started choking on the substance she had tried to drink. He blinked when Resa started to laugh hysterically, but reminded himself that she was just as crazy as all of the other people he called friends.

"Don't-" Something between a giggle and a cackle. "Don't worry about it."