Notes: I really don't know what I am supposed to say here. School has been hell once again, the classes are as boring as my teachers, and the assignments have been growing steadily crazier day by day. Nothing new really. Except writing (and reading) fanfictions has slowly become my only escape nowadays.

So, BIG thanks for all who have reviewed, favorite, and/or alerted the prologue. Especially thanks to the anonymous reviewers that have bothered to leave comments even though they do not have an account. Thank you very much TheDarkestOfKnight, jackal-anime-luver5482, Purestrongpoem, AnnaCat, BlueRuins15, Skycender, Fireminer, and LuluLelouchRR! Your reviews surely mean a lot to me! Please keep them coming in the future, because they are the only thing that keeps me going~

Anyway, since this site messed up my format after all the time I spent working on it, I would use standard format from now on. If anyone still finds anything off about the formatting (or the story in general), please do tell me and I'd make sure to correct it as soon as possible.

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Yours Ever

Chapter 1

Goodbye Saints of Athena

The Underworld

Tenma woke up with a pounding headache. He sat up slowly, holding his head as the world spun slightly around him. He felt sick and his body ached all over. It was a familiar feeling that he had been very familiar with, especially since the start of his saints' training. The Pegasus saint would usually wake up feeling sick with multicolored bruises littered through his body after a particular hard training session with Dohko or long, boring lecture with Shion. Wincing slightly at the memory, the boy recalled how creative the Aries could be when he wanted people to listen to him. He wondered how a supposedly educational activity could land him with as much bruises as his training did. Dohko was really laughing his head off when he saw him that one time.

But, still, it was strange. He didn't remember training with Shion or Dohko recently. And come to think of it, reddish brown eyes darted around in confusion, he wasn't staying in his room either. There was no way such fluffy and grand bed could fit in the saints' barrack or his old orphanage.

The young Pegasus frowned as he struggled to remember what had happened to him. All he came up was a jumbled mess of flashes and images. He remembered Alone-Hades saying something about joining him. Then there were Yato and Yuzuriha who were yelling quite loudly before a burst of black flame had abruptly cut and consumed them both middle speech. After that, there were only flashes of fire, excruciating pain, and silky voice whispering words of reassurance to him. He remembered screaming, a lot screaming, and pleading for someone to stop. Then there was another bout of pain before a sense of calmness took over and he had collapsed against a dark-clothed chest, letting sweet oblivion to consume him.

"It seems like you've finally awakened."

Tenma actually jumped as a new presence suddenly made itself known inside the room. He whipped his head quickly to look at the newcomer, instantly recognizing whose voice it was but still needing to see this very person. His action, though, seemed to have been too much for his weakened body as the world began to swim dangerously before his eyes. The fifteen-year-old gave a pained groan.

"Don't force yourself." came a cool command. A dark-haired Alone was walking quietly to the groaning Pegasus, face a detached mask. "You just have your soul re-attached to your body. It was not an easy process. You might be feeling sick for a while as your body needs time to adjust itself again."

Struggling to move his protesting body, the bronze saint looked at his (supposedly) best friend confusedly. Re...attaching his soul?

"What...?"

"Ssshhh..." The voice was surprisingly tender as the Hades incarnation gently pushed the brunet into the bed and covered him with a blanket. His hand had unconsciously started playing with the messy brown hair, lulling the already exhausted saint to half-asleep state, "For now, just rest. You will feel better when you wake up."

True enough. The young saint of Athena was having problems staying awake, especially with Alone's hand in his hair, running and rubbing a soothing circle. Tenma found himself unconsciously leaning to the touch. It had been so long. The touch was very comforting, and Alone had felt so warm. It had chased away the horrible headache and soreness in his body. Though... "S...stop.. p..lay...ing...my...hair." the protest was weak and half-hearted.

The Lord of the Underworld ignored him. The Pegasus' eyes was already half-mast, showing how close the boy was to sleep. He was just being stubborn as usual.

"Sleep, Pegasus."

Surprisingly, Tenma obeyed. With another dazed look at his childhood best friend, his eyes slid shut and his body finally released its tension. The raven smiled, content with playing with the spiky brown hair even as the boy fell into deep sleep. Tenma was always amusing to watch especially when he was asleep. Their shared childhood had at least told him that much. The time he had spent with Pegasus had told him everything he needed to know about the boy. For instance, his hand moved to stroke a certain spot on Tenma's head, the slumbering boy reacted by releasing a content sigh and curling up further into his direction.

"Alone." the brunet murmured, lips curled into a small smile.

The artist felt an answering smile form on his lips.

Very amusing indeed.

Fixing the blanket, dark blue eyes immediately locked into Tenma's left wrist. The Emperor smirked in satisfaction as he stared at the place where Sasha's bracelet usually sat. Instead of ring of flowers, the slumbering Pegasus was now wearing a dark-silver bracelet with a familiar Pentagram on it. Alone —no, Hades— chuckled. Yours Ever. He had intentionally burned the flower bracelet with the fire of Tenma's resurrection. It was all to sever the last tie that connected the Pegasus saint to his beloved Goddess Athena—Sasha.

Now, dear sister, what would you do without precious Pegasus by your side?

With this, everything ends here.

This is a goodbye.

Goodbye Saints of Athena.

End of Chapter 1

To Be Continued

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Chapter 2: And There Was War

So, that's it chapter 1. I change a few things here and there so I don't know whether it is still as good as I want it to be. Not writing for a long time has made kinda forget just how difficult it is to keep the characters IC *shakes head* Characterization is a tricky detail indeed. Hope I get everything alright at least.

As usual, review everyone? Your constructive criticism is very much welcome.

See you next chapter~