Party Antics by: Kounellii
Kou's comments: The nice thing about writing fanfics is that it seems to play like a film in your head and before you know it, it's all typed outXD I hope it plays like a film in your heads too, especially for: xenoFelidae, purpleanime, meme12, Anime 300, and MoonDaemon:D
Disclaimer: Never haveth me own Saint Seiya alas tis for Masami Kurumada.
-+Come Party All Ye Angels+-
The following morning, Hyoga awoke to the smell of hot pancakes. He furrowed his eyebrows and looked out the beautifully carved wooden windows.
It was still barely light outside.
Scratching his head, he sat up. Brown hair peeked out from under the quilt covers on the bed next to his. Seiya was curled up on his side, the blanket clenched tightly up to his chin.
Poor Seiya. He's not used to cold weather here by the mountains, thought Hyoga, looking at Seiya with sympathetic blue eyes. He took the blanket off his body and gently covered his friend with it. Then he quietly stepped over and closed the windows he opened last night since the spring nights were very hot to him.
After rinsing his face, he made his way to the kitchen.
"And I thought I was an early riser," remarked Hyoga. He took a seat at the humble table set in the middle of the kitchen.
Shiryu's hair was tied back in a low ponytail. His hair swished lightly with every movement as he flipped pancakes up in the air.
Without turning around, Shiryu replied, "I haven't stopped training so I let myself wake up early. I guess I'll never be used to civilian life."
Hyoga placed his hand under his chin and leaned back in his chair. He fixed his gaze on the ceiling.
"I don't think I have either. I really miss my Cygnus cloth. I don't know what else to do besides blasting up icebergs."
Then he shifted his weight and allowed the chair to fall back into place.
"Not that the polar bears are complaining."
Shiryu chuckled.
"Well, I'm just glad we weren't stuck in some prison for the rest of our lives. Can you imagine being stuck in a cell with Seiya for 50 years?"
The former Dragon Saint flipped the last pancake onto the pile of other finished ones. He turned around just in time to see Hyoga pretend to choke himself. This brought a loud laugh from Shiryu.
"Hahahahaha… very funny you guys," muttered Seiya.
His friends turned toward the kitchen's entry way where they could see Seiya rubbing his eye.
"You know Seiya, I think it's about time you wear men's pajamas," teased Hyoga with a smirk.
"Now, now Hyoga. Those hand-me-downs used to be yours after all," said Shiryu laughingly. He was enjoying their exasperated expressions to his double-burn remark.
"LIKE I'D EVER WEAR HYOGA'S CLOTHES!"XO
"LIKE I'D EVER LET SEIYA WEAR MY CLOTHES!"XO
Like minds as they say thought Shiryu with a grin. He laughed again upon seeing Shun's pleading eyes looking heavenward from behind Seiya. Immediately Seiya turned to him.
"Shun! Lookit these guys! They're makin' fun of my pajamas. You don't think they're that bad do you?" whined Seiya.
Shun looked from head to toe and took in his star spangled pj's. A flash of Seiya's story about wearing those same pajamas beneath the Sagittarius cloth came across his mind. He remembered his severely injured friend was about to be annihilated by Leo Aiolia (v.7 p.122-123).
"My pj's are kind of like a wearable amulet," gushed Seiya eagerly after he told them what happened. It was on the flight to challenge the Gold Saints.
"Amulets are supposed to be wearable Seiya," corrected Hyoga exasperatedly.
Shun fondly looked at Seiya. He gently said, "No. It really isn't."
Catching the change in Shun's expression, the others smiled in embarrassment. Really, Shun can be sentimental at such weird times!
Seiya smiled sheepishly and scratched his head. He completely forgot his argument with the other two. "So Shun, I forgot to say thanks for, um, getting the flour and stuff for pancakes. So here."
Shun blinked in surprise and saw that Seiya offered him some cash.
"It's alright Seiya. You know, it was kind of like you were walking with me into the village since you talked to me on our cellphones the whole time I was out. Besides, you're giving me more money than the ingredients originally cost."
"Well, the extra cash is for you to go and buy me a toothbrush."
"GROSS SEIYA!"
*Knocking sounds*
"It's alright. I've got it," called Shun-rei cheerfully from the hallway. She was quietly listening in on the boys from her room the whole time.
She opened the door to reveal a beautiful young boy in a rather skimpy toga, wearing sandals with tiny flitting wings.
"Oh my! Hello there!"
The young boy smiled and half bowed to her.
"Good morning! I didn't expect anyone to be awake. Mortals are so ugly to look upon in the morning with their hair disheveled. But here's your letter. Farewell!"
Shun-rei cringed inwardly. She accepted the scroll and closed the door. Really now! How can he say such terrible things with an innocent face like that?
She unfolded it and glanced over the content. She let out a gasp of surprise and quickly ran back into the kitchen.
"Shiryu! Boys! Good news," she cried happily as she waved the letters back and forth in excitement. She gave the scroll to Shun who read it out loud:
Dear Athena's Saints,
Thank you for your invitation. There was not enough room at the bottom of your letter to reply to your gracious-
"Blah blah! Skip to which one of us has the best handwriting! I think I see my name at the bottom," said Seiya impatiently as he leaned across the table and strained his eyes to try and make out the name from behind the scroll.
"As Shun was sayiiing!" said Hyoga warningly as he pulled Seiya back into his chair with one hand.
-words of gratitude. Let me take this moment to tell you, Seiya of Pegasus, that Promethiis is spelled Prometheus. He may be a titan but I assure you that you would be punished for such a misspelling next time. Shun of Andromeda, it is not a problem for me. And I also find your handwriting to be very elegant for a man.
With Sincerity,
Artemis
We, the Tenshi of Artemis, hereby accept your invitation to party. See you next Friday!
After many recounts, we declare that Shun of Andromeda has the best handwriting.
Seiya snapped his fingers as he pouted, "Aw, shucks!" Shiryu laughed good-heartedly and patted his defeated friend on the shoulder.
Hyoga rolled his eyes. Though secretly he was a little disappointed that Shun beat him, even if it was just about handwriting styles. He looked up in time as everyone, except Shunrei, sensed Shun's brother heading in their direction.
The Phoenix Saint slowed down to a walk and boldly let himself in. He walked casually into the circle of friends and hooked his thumb into his belt hook.
A man of few and extremely mean words, he cut to the chase.
He complained, "I headed here when I sensed someone flying towards you guys hella fast. When I caught up I realized it was just some scrawny kid with flying sandals. The damn kid wouldn't even answer my question!"
Shun chuckled, holding his hand up to his mouth. He said in a teasing tone, "Aww, Nii-san was worried about us!"
Seiya laughed and he and Hyoga filled the air with their sarcastic compliments. They alternately chorused, "Aww, big brother is so cuuute!" "Aww, he ran ALL the way here from his wittle volcano" "Aww, he deserves a BIG boy hug!" "Oooh!"
Ikki began chasing them around the kitchen table with his arms out front like a bear.
Shiryu laughed and had to hold his aching sides as were Shun and Shunrei, who likewise were doubled up in laughter. It was amusing to see Seiya's blushing face cooing like girls do over a baby.
As usual, Shiryu and Shun were the first ones to regain composure. They discussed something with Shunrei for awhile and after her nod of agreement, stopped Ikki from dunking Seiya's and Hyoga's heads into the toilet.
The two victims massaged their heads.
"Really you guys, you should act your age. Anyway, Shiryu, Shunrei, and I were thinking that we need to separate into 2 groups. Some will stay here and buy the ingredients and clean. The rest will gather all the 14 gold saints-"
"Wait your asses up! What're you guys planning? Another party?" demanded Ikki from his seat on the chair, his upper body leaned forward with his elbow resting on his knee.
Shiryu answered, "Yes. And since we know there won't be any volunteers, I suggest you pick someone from your group for a round of rock-paper-scissors to decide who'll collect them."
Hyoga stood up in protest.
"You guys chose the teams then? Without our permission?"
"Sorry Hyoga, but we did. You 3 were behaving badly so we put you together. Like Shiryu pointed out, you 3 wouldn't have volunteered to do either task anyway," reasoned Shun.
Seiya sighed, followed by Hyoga and then Ikki. Ikki, still leaning on his elbow, massaged his own forehead. Without looking up he mumbled, "So who's first?"
Seiya blinked his brown eyes at Hyoga's blue ones. Together they said, "Shura."
The Dragon Saint held back an upset Andromeda.
"It's okay Shun. They might be taking advantage of Shura's kindness and eat at his place but at least we know he won't get distracted."
EXTRA: I guess I can't just start a party without going into the planningXD The party will definitely begin next chapter but this was just to hint at what their punishment was instead and how the Goldies were invited. Please review!
