Author's Note: I got inspired to write this after reading Silverr's superb Intermezzo and The Gold Hussy. This is my first SS and shonen-ai fanfic so all kinds of supportive feedback are appreciated. English is not my first language so pardon me for grammatical errors here and there. I am intertwining events from the manga and anime as I see fit for the story with some creative license thrown in. Hope you all like it. P.S: changed the title cos "Takusu Mono He" apparently means "Entrust to You", and I think "My Dear" is more suitable for the story.

Taurus Aldebaran looked at the four limp forms on the hospital beds before him. There was no sound except for the steady beep-beep of the heart monitor beside each bed. Athena had requested that the four of them were placed in the same room, believing that somehow the ability to sense each other's cosmo in close proximity may help them to regain their consciousness sooner.

Looking at them, you would not think that they're only teenagers, Aldebaran mused. Their battered and bruised bodies, covered in bandages and stitches, looked more like those of soldiers surviving a fierce battle. A battle against Aldebaran himself and his eleven fellow Gold Saints.

He was glad that he had not been amongst those who'd sided blindly with the mysterious Pope and followed his orders to annihilate the so-called fake Athena and her rebellious Bronze Saints. Mu had told Aldebaran of his suspicions of the Pope upon returning to Sanctuary after a long absence. The Aries saint, who was also Aldebaran's best friend, had suspected years ago that the real Pope, his master and former Aries Saint Shion, had been secretly killed and replaced by an impostor. An impostor who turned out to be none other than their own fellow Gold Saint, Gemini Saga. Aldebaran had no idea how they all could've been so blind as to not recognize Saga's cosmo whenever they were called before the Pope. But again, Saga was arguably the most powerful among them along with Virgo Shaka, and it was not unthinkable that he could have hidden his cosmo at will.

Or maybe it was just his evil, alien self that took over then, thought Aldebaran as he rubbed his bloodshot eyes. Having taken turns to watch over the Bronze Saints with Tatsumi and the surviving Gold Saints, he had not gotten enough sleep since the battle almost a month ago that culminated with Saga's death and redemption. The Gemini Saint's good side finally won against his evil one after receiving the final blow from Pegasus Seiya and his friends, and he'd thrown himself against Athena's rod and died in her arms, atoning for the many bloodshed he'd caused.

Aldebaran got up from his stool and approached the closest bed. On it was a boy no more than thirteen, his wild brown hair caked with blood and dirt, his face nearly entirely covered with oxygen mask. The youngest of them all, Aldebaran thought, yet also the most determined. He smiled as he remembered their fierce fight that day and how Seiya's round brown eyes alighted as Aldebaran laughingly admitted his defeat. Softly he tousled the head of bushy brown hair, as if encouraging the boy to keep fighting for his life. He would hate to see the light in those eyes extinguished.

A soft sound snapped him out of his reverie and he swiveled, senses sharpened. There was only the usual stillness, but he could have sworn that a strange feeling had swept him a second ago.

Not another enemy, he thought with anger as he took a few steps to the door. These boys had just barely escaped with their lives. They couldn't stand yet another attack. He bolted out of the door and took in the seemingly empty corridors.

It was imperceptible at first, but Aldebaran's ear again caught the strange sound he'd heard earlier. Unbelievable as it was, the sound turned out to be some kind of music. A soft, mesmerizing music...

The next thing Aldebaran knew, he was kneeling on the floor, his palms blocking his ears, almost blind with pain from the maddening melody.

"So this is the power of the legendary Gold Saint," a quiet voice sneered from above him, breaking through his chaotic mind. "I'll cut your head off first, then I will deal with those Bronze kids."

A hand swiftly slashed down at his neck, and at that final moment, Aldebaran only had one thought: that he wasn't going to die here and let this enemy take another step into the hospital room, at any cost.

"Any news about Athena?" Aries Mu asked, concern etched on his usually serene face.

Leo Aiolia shook his head. "I believe she has been taken to Poseidon's Undersea Sanctuary, judging from Aldebaran's story. But if the previous events were any indication, Julian Solo seemed to admire her and treat her quite nicely. Until we know the way to reach his temple, we can only hope Athena is able to fend for herself."

Mu did not respond. He looked up at the sky above the Sanctuary, which had started to darken with thick grey clouds. Something ominous was in motion, and he could only guess what it was...

Damn it, he thought, gritting his teeth. The Bronze Saints had not even come to, and they had to face yet another enemy? Most importantly, why did it have to happen NOW, when they had to prepare for a far more frightening possibility?

"Mu?" Aiolia asked, worried. "Is there anything wrong?"

Mu looked back at the younger saint, then down at the four Bronze boys lying on stretchers beside them. No use to upset everyone further with his premonition. Better to do their best to nurse the Bronze Saints to consciousness and hope against hope they would recover soon enough to save Athena.

For a moment Mu felt sick. Those boys had just gone through an ordeal too great for people their age, and now they were recovering only to be put back in the battle front?

"Mu?"

Shaking his head to get rid of the dark thoughts, Mu faced Aiolia. "Let's take them to the temples first before we get another attack. We'll talk more later. Are you going to house Seiya in your temple?"

"My only other room is occupied by Ikki now, and he is still unconscious. But I am more than happy to place Seiya in my room and take the couch."

"Aldebaran said he would have Seiya in his temple," a voice said, and both saints turned to face Scorpio Milo.

"How's Aldebaran?" asked Mu.

"Looks like the poor guy has to resort to reading lips and sign language now," Milo answered grimly. "He'd practically destroyed his eardrums to block Siren Sorrento's Dead End Symphony. Reminding me of some kid who once blinded himself to face Medusa." His eyes shifted to Dragon Shiryu's limp form.

Mu's lips formed a somber smile. "Except Aldebaran's sacrifice did not quite work. I bet you would want to host Hyoga, Milo?"

It was Milo's turn to smile sadly. "It's the least I can do for Camus."

"And I can take Andromeda Shun," said Virgo Shaka, who as usual seemed to appear out of nowhere.

Mu nodded. "Then I will house Shiryu. Kiki can help taking care of him, they are like brothers already."

The four Saints worked hand in hand to move the stretchers to their respective temporary refuges. As they approached the Aries Temple, a sliver of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds.

Sweet Athena, Mu thought, looking up at the ray of light, take care of yourself and let your miracle shine on us your Saints once more.