A/N: Well, what was intended to be a one-shot will be continued thanks to
positive comments from reviewers, friends, and the people I role-play with.
^_^ Yay! I have inspiration! The humor will live on! Thank you, thank you,
THANK YOU to those who were kind enough to review, especially Female Heero
Yuy for providing me with correct info so I wouldn't have to track it down
online. (I've only seen through the Sanctuary Chapter in the anime, and
never even touched a manga, so I guesstimated a few things) Thanks to my
friends and brother. If they hadn't stapped me down with my own katana to
my head, this might never have gotten done. *Dodges the beach pail Cindy
lobs at her head* ^^;;; Thanks to Nutty Buddy, for being one of those who
submit themself to the mental blood bath with me in the chatline. I do not
own Saint Seiya or the characters (though I'd pay money for Mu *drools*),
they belong to Masami Kurumada *sad sigh*. You no sue, I no cry. Extreme
OOCness (I made no attempt to keep anyone in character. Mu's an empath now.
^_^), yaoi (What's Saint Seiya w/o hints?), and complete insanity (Shura!).
Welcome to the second therapy session!!
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"NO! ATHENA-SAMA, NO! YOU CAN NOT MAKE US GO BACK TO THAT MAN!!", Aphrodite yelled, practically on the verge of tears. "Yeah, Roobabega's a pervert! He's trying to get in Aphrodite's pants!", Milo said, sounding almost like he was singing. At that, Aphrodite started to cry. Saori stared at her Saints, shocked by the bluntness of Milo's comment. "Milo needs depressents", Mu muttered to Aldebarran and Aiolia, watching the cheerful Scorpio Saint skip around the table. "You'd think he was excluded from going to therapy", Aldebarran whispered back. "That or he doesn't care that our dignity is being stripped from us", Aiolia added. The other two nodded. They were interupted by a sort of gurgling noise-Shaka had fallen asleep in his bowl of cereal and was slowly drowning in it. Mu groaned. "SHAKA!!", he cried, grabbing the blond's shoulders and hoisting him out of the cereal. "Well, that'd look wonderful on a tombstone-'Here lies Shaka, drowned in Wheaties'", Aiolia joked. Mu and Aldebarran both smirked and hid their laughs behind their palms.
"Ahem", Saori cleared her throat, having finally recovered from the shock. "Does Roobabega know Aphrodite is a guy?", she asked. She recieved eight sets of shoulders being shrugged, a snore, and a fresh round of tears from Aphrodite. "Hmmm...I'm imagining that therapist's head on my wall. You know I haven't added any new ones in a while", Deathmask said. "No, Deathmask. Kido Manor can not afford to be sued", Saori replied, giving him a hard look. "Besides, you have enough faces on your wall for three Cancer Saints". "I think his face'd look very nice on the side of your toilet", Camus grumbled. "What's the matter with you?", Saori asked. "What's the matter? I'll tell you what's the matter. I don't see Hyoga, or Shun, or Shiryu with us. I don't see your lover boy, Seiya, or that insane Ikki, or that Jabu going with us. They need therapy just as much, if not more, than we do!". "Allright, allright. I see your point. Fine, since you insist, the Bronze Saints will join you in therapy. If anyone has any objections, you can thank Camus". Saori strode away. The ten Gold Saints looked at eachother for a few minutes (Shaka had woken up after he realized he had milk and Wheaties dripping down his face). Then there was a chorus of groans, since they hadn't gotten out of therapy, and a few angered shouts of "Thank you, Camus". Luckily most of them didn't mind the Bronze Saints much, though Mu and Aiolia felt greatly saddened that Shiryu and Seiya, whom they liked, were being added to the mental blood bath. "Come on. I guess we'd better get going", Shaka murmured, squeezing milk from his hair.
An hour later, the Gold Saints were waiting outside of Kido Manor, Aphrodite complaining about how ugly he looked. Shura smaked him. "Might I remind you that YOU are the one who took Aldebarran's shirt and my pants and tied your hair up with that ridiculous black ribbon so Roobabega wouldn't look at you?". Milo giggled. "You're hyper this morning", Camus commented. "Why is Aphrodite borrowing your pants?", Milo asked. Shura groaned. "Pervert!", Aphrodite yelled, chasing after Milo with one of his Demon Roses. He was wearing Shura's pants because they had oil stains, greese stains, and Athena only knew what else all over them-Aphrodite was borrowing the jeans Shura had ruined trying to booby-trap Capricorn temple. There was a whine of "ouchies" and hysterical laughter as Aphrodite kicked Milo, his rose abandoned on the floor. Fortunately (or unfortunately, if you don't like Milo), Saori came out at that moment, accompanied by Tatsumi, and followed by her Bronzies. Shun and Jabu looked confused, Shiryu looked resigned, Seiya laughed, and Hyoga and Ikki looked like one of them would wind up killing someone by the end of the evening. "Ahem", Tatsumi cleared his throat. Aphrodite pulled Milo to his feet and the two of them joined their fellow Gold Saints at (mock) rapt attention. The princess rolled her eyes.
"I've informed Roobabega that you will be having some more members added to your group. Now, unfortunately, the Bronze Saints can't teleport, so you're gonna have to ride in this jet". The Gold Saints stared at her. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY CAN'T TELEPORT!?", Deathmask cried, stareing in horror at the jet. "It's OK. Tatsumi's a safe piolet", Shun piped up, trying to be polite. "I remember you. You're the little crybaby Saint. I'm surprised you don't flood your house. 'Wahhhhhh! Hyoga! Wahhhh.'", Deathmask sneered. Shun's cheeks turned red. "Wahhh! Wahhhhh.......ACK!". Ikki had snapped, and his hands were wrapped firmly around the Cancer Saint's throat. "DO NOT MAKE FUN OF MY BROTHER!!", he snarled. Deathmask would have never admitted it, but, for that moment, he was afraid of Ikki. He quickly regained his compossure, grabbed Ikki's wrists, and threw him off. He wasn't going to be shown up by a child again. It looked as through the first of what was promised to be many fights was going to break out right there when Saori stepped bewtween them and Shun grabbed Ikki's arm and pulled his away. "We'll finish this later", Deathmask called. "Oh, yes.", Ikki agreed. "Get on the jet-NOW", Saori said threateningly. The ten Gold Saints and six Bronze Saints scrambled in, leaving the princess and her butler standing outside it. "Now, don't tolerate any bickering Tatsumi. If they fight, you let me know so I can punish them". Saori narrowed her eyes at the jet, and the young men inside gulped. She was still angry about the bowling ally. "Yes Princess", Tatsumi replied. "Allright. You may go". Saori walked back to Kido Manor, and Tatsumi climbed into the jet. They were off.
By the time they reached the shopping mall, Tatsumi was at his wits' end. Shura was going over "1001 Ways to Crash a Jet. Way #10-Hit the piolet with a metal hammer. Way #204-Set fire to the seats and cause panic. Way #987- Use Shun's chain to stop the wings from moving, and so on.". Aphrodite cried the whole way there. Ikki and Deathmask tried seventeen different times to continue their fight from earlier, until Saga finally got frustrated and knocked them both out with a heavy box that just *happened* to be on the jet. (^_^) If Tatsumi could've just thrown them out of the jet without landing it, he would have. Fortuantely for the Saints, he couldn't just throw them out, and landed them safely at the shopping mall. The Bronzies scrambled from the jet, thinking Tatsumi the most of their worries. The Gold Saints on the other hand emerged slowly. Shiryu noticed even Shura had calmed down, his dark eyes darting around as though the Grim Reaper were coming to get him. Shaka looked up at the sky. "It seems he is coming...", the blond whispered in a mysterious voice. "Who's coming?", Shiryu asked. "HIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!", a loud, cheerful voice boomed. Ikki and Deathmask bolted up from unconsciousness, right into eachother's arms. They quickly dropped eachother and looked away. The Gold Saints looked ready to flee, making the Bronzies very confused. A man ran up to them. He was wearing a Hawaiian print shirt, no pants, doggie-print boxers, monk beads, a hat with a gigantic stuffed rat attached to it, and pink glasses with rhinestones attached to them. Jabu and Shun hugged each other out of fear. Mu, Aiolia, Shaka, and Aldebarran backed away. "HE DIES FOR THAT OUTFIT!!!!!!", Deathmask roared.
"Something we can agree on", Ikki muttered. Shura's jaw dropped, Aphrodite started crying harder. Saga rubbed his temples, Seiya and Milo laughed, and Camus and Hyoga were playing rock-paper-scissors to see who got to freeze Roobabega 1st. Roobabega just beamed at them as though he didn't notice. "Let's go in now, shall we?". The Saints followed behind Roobabega very reluctanly into the mall and to the Cinnabon. They crammed themselves into four circular tables so Roobabega couldn't sit with them. Mu, Shaka, Aiolia, and Aldebarran (who looked very uncomfortable) sat at one table, Milo, Camus, Saga, and Shura at another table, Aphrodite, Deathmask, Hyoga, and Shun at a third, and Seiya, Shiryu, Ikki, and Jab at the last one. The therapist smiled. "Now. Who wants to talk more about their problems?", he asked. Shura rose his hand. "Yeah. You're a major problem. Look at that outfit! Please put some pants on!". Roobabega mearly smiled. "Well, if someone hadn't *blown up* the bowling ally. All my pants were there!". The Bronzies blinked. "Why were your pants in the bowling ally?", Seiya asked, confused. "I lived there. It's easier to be rich if you don't buy a house". "And I thought I was weird. Look, buy some pants, then. You're scareing Mu!", Shura exclaimed, glancing back at the pink-haired man. Mu stood up and swayed. "He's overloading! Mu hates crowds!", Shaka called, just as he fell over. Shaka caught him and set him gently on the floor. "There's a bedding shop downstairs. Take him there and pretend to be trying out a bed or something", Roobabega said. Shaka nodded, placed Mu on his back, and headed for the escalators. The others watched them go with a feeling of having just swallowed 100 living snakes in their stomachs. They were only 20 minutes into the session, and allready one of their own had sucummed to the therapist's torture.
A/N: Ok, I know, know. Bad place to cut it. But I promise I will update no later than a week from now. Please don't hurt me!
"NO! ATHENA-SAMA, NO! YOU CAN NOT MAKE US GO BACK TO THAT MAN!!", Aphrodite yelled, practically on the verge of tears. "Yeah, Roobabega's a pervert! He's trying to get in Aphrodite's pants!", Milo said, sounding almost like he was singing. At that, Aphrodite started to cry. Saori stared at her Saints, shocked by the bluntness of Milo's comment. "Milo needs depressents", Mu muttered to Aldebarran and Aiolia, watching the cheerful Scorpio Saint skip around the table. "You'd think he was excluded from going to therapy", Aldebarran whispered back. "That or he doesn't care that our dignity is being stripped from us", Aiolia added. The other two nodded. They were interupted by a sort of gurgling noise-Shaka had fallen asleep in his bowl of cereal and was slowly drowning in it. Mu groaned. "SHAKA!!", he cried, grabbing the blond's shoulders and hoisting him out of the cereal. "Well, that'd look wonderful on a tombstone-'Here lies Shaka, drowned in Wheaties'", Aiolia joked. Mu and Aldebarran both smirked and hid their laughs behind their palms.
"Ahem", Saori cleared her throat, having finally recovered from the shock. "Does Roobabega know Aphrodite is a guy?", she asked. She recieved eight sets of shoulders being shrugged, a snore, and a fresh round of tears from Aphrodite. "Hmmm...I'm imagining that therapist's head on my wall. You know I haven't added any new ones in a while", Deathmask said. "No, Deathmask. Kido Manor can not afford to be sued", Saori replied, giving him a hard look. "Besides, you have enough faces on your wall for three Cancer Saints". "I think his face'd look very nice on the side of your toilet", Camus grumbled. "What's the matter with you?", Saori asked. "What's the matter? I'll tell you what's the matter. I don't see Hyoga, or Shun, or Shiryu with us. I don't see your lover boy, Seiya, or that insane Ikki, or that Jabu going with us. They need therapy just as much, if not more, than we do!". "Allright, allright. I see your point. Fine, since you insist, the Bronze Saints will join you in therapy. If anyone has any objections, you can thank Camus". Saori strode away. The ten Gold Saints looked at eachother for a few minutes (Shaka had woken up after he realized he had milk and Wheaties dripping down his face). Then there was a chorus of groans, since they hadn't gotten out of therapy, and a few angered shouts of "Thank you, Camus". Luckily most of them didn't mind the Bronze Saints much, though Mu and Aiolia felt greatly saddened that Shiryu and Seiya, whom they liked, were being added to the mental blood bath. "Come on. I guess we'd better get going", Shaka murmured, squeezing milk from his hair.
An hour later, the Gold Saints were waiting outside of Kido Manor, Aphrodite complaining about how ugly he looked. Shura smaked him. "Might I remind you that YOU are the one who took Aldebarran's shirt and my pants and tied your hair up with that ridiculous black ribbon so Roobabega wouldn't look at you?". Milo giggled. "You're hyper this morning", Camus commented. "Why is Aphrodite borrowing your pants?", Milo asked. Shura groaned. "Pervert!", Aphrodite yelled, chasing after Milo with one of his Demon Roses. He was wearing Shura's pants because they had oil stains, greese stains, and Athena only knew what else all over them-Aphrodite was borrowing the jeans Shura had ruined trying to booby-trap Capricorn temple. There was a whine of "ouchies" and hysterical laughter as Aphrodite kicked Milo, his rose abandoned on the floor. Fortunately (or unfortunately, if you don't like Milo), Saori came out at that moment, accompanied by Tatsumi, and followed by her Bronzies. Shun and Jabu looked confused, Shiryu looked resigned, Seiya laughed, and Hyoga and Ikki looked like one of them would wind up killing someone by the end of the evening. "Ahem", Tatsumi cleared his throat. Aphrodite pulled Milo to his feet and the two of them joined their fellow Gold Saints at (mock) rapt attention. The princess rolled her eyes.
"I've informed Roobabega that you will be having some more members added to your group. Now, unfortunately, the Bronze Saints can't teleport, so you're gonna have to ride in this jet". The Gold Saints stared at her. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY CAN'T TELEPORT!?", Deathmask cried, stareing in horror at the jet. "It's OK. Tatsumi's a safe piolet", Shun piped up, trying to be polite. "I remember you. You're the little crybaby Saint. I'm surprised you don't flood your house. 'Wahhhhhh! Hyoga! Wahhhh.'", Deathmask sneered. Shun's cheeks turned red. "Wahhh! Wahhhhh.......ACK!". Ikki had snapped, and his hands were wrapped firmly around the Cancer Saint's throat. "DO NOT MAKE FUN OF MY BROTHER!!", he snarled. Deathmask would have never admitted it, but, for that moment, he was afraid of Ikki. He quickly regained his compossure, grabbed Ikki's wrists, and threw him off. He wasn't going to be shown up by a child again. It looked as through the first of what was promised to be many fights was going to break out right there when Saori stepped bewtween them and Shun grabbed Ikki's arm and pulled his away. "We'll finish this later", Deathmask called. "Oh, yes.", Ikki agreed. "Get on the jet-NOW", Saori said threateningly. The ten Gold Saints and six Bronze Saints scrambled in, leaving the princess and her butler standing outside it. "Now, don't tolerate any bickering Tatsumi. If they fight, you let me know so I can punish them". Saori narrowed her eyes at the jet, and the young men inside gulped. She was still angry about the bowling ally. "Yes Princess", Tatsumi replied. "Allright. You may go". Saori walked back to Kido Manor, and Tatsumi climbed into the jet. They were off.
By the time they reached the shopping mall, Tatsumi was at his wits' end. Shura was going over "1001 Ways to Crash a Jet. Way #10-Hit the piolet with a metal hammer. Way #204-Set fire to the seats and cause panic. Way #987- Use Shun's chain to stop the wings from moving, and so on.". Aphrodite cried the whole way there. Ikki and Deathmask tried seventeen different times to continue their fight from earlier, until Saga finally got frustrated and knocked them both out with a heavy box that just *happened* to be on the jet. (^_^) If Tatsumi could've just thrown them out of the jet without landing it, he would have. Fortuantely for the Saints, he couldn't just throw them out, and landed them safely at the shopping mall. The Bronzies scrambled from the jet, thinking Tatsumi the most of their worries. The Gold Saints on the other hand emerged slowly. Shiryu noticed even Shura had calmed down, his dark eyes darting around as though the Grim Reaper were coming to get him. Shaka looked up at the sky. "It seems he is coming...", the blond whispered in a mysterious voice. "Who's coming?", Shiryu asked. "HIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!", a loud, cheerful voice boomed. Ikki and Deathmask bolted up from unconsciousness, right into eachother's arms. They quickly dropped eachother and looked away. The Gold Saints looked ready to flee, making the Bronzies very confused. A man ran up to them. He was wearing a Hawaiian print shirt, no pants, doggie-print boxers, monk beads, a hat with a gigantic stuffed rat attached to it, and pink glasses with rhinestones attached to them. Jabu and Shun hugged each other out of fear. Mu, Aiolia, Shaka, and Aldebarran backed away. "HE DIES FOR THAT OUTFIT!!!!!!", Deathmask roared.
"Something we can agree on", Ikki muttered. Shura's jaw dropped, Aphrodite started crying harder. Saga rubbed his temples, Seiya and Milo laughed, and Camus and Hyoga were playing rock-paper-scissors to see who got to freeze Roobabega 1st. Roobabega just beamed at them as though he didn't notice. "Let's go in now, shall we?". The Saints followed behind Roobabega very reluctanly into the mall and to the Cinnabon. They crammed themselves into four circular tables so Roobabega couldn't sit with them. Mu, Shaka, Aiolia, and Aldebarran (who looked very uncomfortable) sat at one table, Milo, Camus, Saga, and Shura at another table, Aphrodite, Deathmask, Hyoga, and Shun at a third, and Seiya, Shiryu, Ikki, and Jab at the last one. The therapist smiled. "Now. Who wants to talk more about their problems?", he asked. Shura rose his hand. "Yeah. You're a major problem. Look at that outfit! Please put some pants on!". Roobabega mearly smiled. "Well, if someone hadn't *blown up* the bowling ally. All my pants were there!". The Bronzies blinked. "Why were your pants in the bowling ally?", Seiya asked, confused. "I lived there. It's easier to be rich if you don't buy a house". "And I thought I was weird. Look, buy some pants, then. You're scareing Mu!", Shura exclaimed, glancing back at the pink-haired man. Mu stood up and swayed. "He's overloading! Mu hates crowds!", Shaka called, just as he fell over. Shaka caught him and set him gently on the floor. "There's a bedding shop downstairs. Take him there and pretend to be trying out a bed or something", Roobabega said. Shaka nodded, placed Mu on his back, and headed for the escalators. The others watched them go with a feeling of having just swallowed 100 living snakes in their stomachs. They were only 20 minutes into the session, and allready one of their own had sucummed to the therapist's torture.
A/N: Ok, I know, know. Bad place to cut it. But I promise I will update no later than a week from now. Please don't hurt me!