Wow, haven't posted here in ages. Sorry guys, my fishbrain can't handle more than a drabble! Laughs Critiques are welcomed, but in the learning sense. Because everyone knows I can't write XD (No, I mean that. I can't write. I just do it for my enjoyment and the deterioration of your brains.)
Neatly or nearly? I can't seem to decide. Ah well.
Originally done for 30kisses on LJ back in July, my attention span didn't last longer than one story.
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Grass and hair were tangled as the blond stared down at his lover. Shun's green hair neatly blended with the forest carpet under them, making him seem even more… aesthetic, for the lack of a better word. At least Hyoga thought so.
Shun felt it when Hyoga's grip loosened and without a second thought flipped the blond until he was on top. The younger stared down smugly at the wide blue eyes that soon relaxed and admitted their defeat. A smile came across both of their faces.
"I won." Shun said with a grin.
"Like there was any doubt there." Hyoga said while he stared at their intertwined hands. Shun had managed a death grip on him while still keeping their hands in a sort of affectionate manner. Hyoga smiled. Only Shun.
And there was a silence, but a comforting one. Shun placed a small kiss on Hyoga's lips and then lay his head on the other's chest.
It was times like these that they could forget they were Saints. Nothing would matter and everything would be forgotten. Everything…
A couple of hours later would pass until either of them would wake. It would be a couple of hours until either of them would realize that the sunset was ending and that night was quickly on it's trail. It would be a couple of hours later that they would need to start worrying again, and not just for themselves; but for each other and everyone else.
Though... if they could have those few, if rare, moments just with each other, then it was worth it. Because, after all, if they both would have not become Saints, would have not had all these battles, all the worries, all the scars, not only would they have never fallen in love, but they would have never even met. Not just each other, but there would be no stubborn headed, goofy Seiya. There would never have been a serious, calm headed Shuryu that (mostly) always seemed to keep them levelheaded. There would have never been the (not at first) gentle Saori and the gracious goddess Athena within her. Compared to what they had now, they would have nothing if they did not have this.
And when they would finally decide to break off their moment, Shun would get up. He'd pull Hyoga up into an embrace and nuzzle his face on the other's neck, nipping none too gently, and the laughing green eyes would light up while running away and then laughter from the both of them would fill the entire clearing as one dashed after he other, then the role would reverse, and on and on until they would run up to the mansion, completely out of breath. But there they would be greeted with more smiling faces as well, ones that would welcome them, embrace them, heal them, help keep them together.
Yes, all of it was all definitely worth this.
