Confessions of a Saint
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Chapter Seven: Camus' Feelings
By: Lady Moonlight Owl
I still remember the first time I met Isabelle. I had just become a Gold Saint, and she had just become a Siver Saint. I was seven, and Isabelle was six. I swear it was hate at first sight on her part because she was like myself was a foreigner, not a Greek, and unlike most of the female Saint, she didn't wear the mask of power.
Smiles.
I knew she was an American, as was her Master Marco, the Sagitta Saint. Marco is the older cousin of Monique Tsomo. So I went to Master Marco to learn more about Isabelle. Of course, Marco was reluctant to say anything about Isabelle, but I just explained to him I am just curious about The Lynx Saint. I learned a lot about Belle. And before anyone asks, yes, I do have a crush on Belle.
Blushes.
Of course, Scorpio Milo, my best friend, knew I had a massive crush on Isabelle and would tease me mercilessly about it to no end. I swear I was never going to live this down, especially with him chanting, "Frosty likes The Ice Princess" over and over again. I swear one-day karma will come back and bite the Scorpion in the ass.
Sighs.
I notice some of the other Saints would pick on Isabelle, and I would watch as Marco would chase them away. I wondered why Isabelle didn't fight back. I wonder.
Hm.
One day, I had just turned sixteen, I came across Isabelle and Samantha, who were sparring with one another. I saw that Belle was quite strong but at the same time. I could see she is holding back as well. I watched as the two best friends push each other when Marco and Pope Ares (Saga) called a halt. And Marco looks over to where I was hiding smiling,
"Boy, if you're going to hide at least mass your cosmos because we all noticed you the minute you had arrived." Marco scolded me gently.
I blushed as Belle looked my way in wonder for a moment as her expression softened slightly. Marco noticed the blush as he nodded toward Isabelle and walked off with Samantha and Pope Ares following back toward the cabins of the Silvers.
Belle just smiled at me softly as I blushed even more and looked at my feet awkwardly while Belle slip in her right hand in my left hand while she waits for me to get over awkwardness when I heard her pipe up softly,
"I'm just as shy as you are, Camus. It may not seem that way, but I am timid. You wouldn't believe how long it took Master Marco and Sammy to get me to talk to them."
I looked up and saw a blushing grace her cheeks, and I finally found my voice and blurted out,
"Ihaveacrushonyousincewewerekids!"
I saw the light blush turn to crimson red like her hair, and she tip-toed and kissed my cheek, and it was my turn to blush a deep red. We talked and walked around Sanctuary holding hands. We both had a few things in common. And we both knew that Pope Ares was Gemini Saga.
We started dating soon after this, of course, Milo kept on teasing us until Belle told him in a teasing voice,
"Oy, Dopey, if I get pregnant and if our child is a Scorpio like you. I hope our child gives you hell."
I hid a smile as Milo's eyes widen in shock, and he cringed in fright. I saw the wicked grin, and I heard my love laughing.
June 19, 1982, ~
I returned from France, and I saw the scowl on Samantha's and Lily's face as they stood in front of Belle who looked like she wanted to run the moment she laid eyes on me and I saw the dirty look that Milo and Aiolia were giving me as I raced to see my Belle.
"Belle, why are you hiding from me?" I asked calmly as I pushed pass both Sam and Lily. I looked at her swollen belly, and I dropped to my knees as I caressed her belly lovingly.
"I'm going to be a father," I choked up with emotions hugging my Belle around her waist lightly, still on my knees. I kissed her swollen belly softly, and I whispered to our child in French,
"j'ai hâte de te voir," (I can't wait to see you.)
I finally stood up, and I kissed my Belle with all the love I felt. I had convinced my Belle to move in with me in Aquarius. Of course, I later learned our child is going to be a girl, and she's going to be a Scorpio just like Belle had predicted four years ago, Oh, poor Milo.
November 19, 1982, ~House of Aquarius~Sanctuary~ 3:45 AM
I'm holding my daughter in my arms while Belle is resting weakly as Mu is trying to stop the bleeding. I gained a child, and I may end up losing the love of my life. I saw Mu looking at me sadly as I watch my Belle slowly slip away. I buried my face in Mila's tiny shoulder and wept. Mila mirrored my pain as all babies do.
Sniffs.
Milo very gently took my daughter from me and starting making silly faces at her, which had Mila cooing happily. I held Belle as I telepathically called out to Master Roshi and told him what Belle's last wish, and it was agreed that Mila would go with Roshi once she was old enough to travel to Rozan.
I could not blame my Belle for wanting our little Kamakanamakamaemaikalani or as I had nicknamed her Makana away from the corruption of Sanctuary. In contrast, her godfather had dubbed her Chubs, which she yanked Milo's hair with a cold glare until Mu took my daughter from him and feed her gently and purred at her softly.
Mila Kamakanamakamaemaikalani Fernandes, please forgive me for not being the father you truly needed.
Mila grew up not knowing the truth about me.
To Be Continued!
