A/N: Hello, here I submit two stories. The 3rd chapter is about Deathmask and the 4th is about Camus. Please review. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Saint Seiya characters
Setting: After Hades and after my own fics "Powerless"
Shun's Camera
It was 8 o'clock in the morning. The Bronzies and the Goldies were ready to breakfast. Hyoga was pouring the meals on his plate when Camus walked at him.
"Good morning, Hyoga," he said when he'd stood beside his student.
Hyoga turned his head, and suddenly his hands circled Camus's waist so tight and he clung his head on Camus's stomach.
"Shiyoooooooooooooouuuuu (grandmaster)…," he beamed as a little child addressing his father.
Camus saw that his fellows chuckled on the view. "Hyoga, you're almost fifteen," he said. But he didn't try to release Hyoga's hug and he smiled slightly. No need an expert to know that Camus really liked being hugged by his son…his student.
"I don't care," said Hyoga. "I dreamt about you last night. I was still seven years old and we played snowballs together. You looked so happy and smiles never left your face."
"Really?" Camus smiled warmly. Milo took a look at his best friend, smiled. Only Hyoga who could make Camus smiled like that.
The beautiful view was cracked by the scream from upstairs.
"AAAAAAAAAAAARRRGHHHH!!!"
Hearing it, Ikki suddenly stood up. "It's Shun! What's happening with him?!"
"Opposing Hyoga, he probably had nightmare last night," murmured Shiryu.
Ikki ran to the stairs to march to his brother's room, but when his feet barely touched the treads, Shun, bringing his camera, got down with very loud steps. He passed his big brother and marched to the dining room. He looked definitely angry.
"Tell me!" Shun snarled. "Who's broken the lens of my camera?!"
Nobody answered.
"Tell me or I'll send all of you to Death Queen Island!" barked Shun.
"I did it," Deathmask suddenly answered. "I borrowed your beloved camera without your permission. You know, to take the pictures of those girls outside," he said without even the slightest guilt on his face. "Suddenly I dropped it and the lens was broken."
Shun looked so ready to curse Deathmask into a bowl of asparagus soup. "YOU!"
"Yes! Me! So what?!" yelled Deathmask.
"Repair my camera!" Shun's yell was louder.
"What if I don't want to?!"
"You must REPAIR my camera! Or else—"
"What?! You want to kill me with your bla bla bla storm?!! We're powerless now!"
"I can do anything that's beyond your imagination, you freak dreadful mask collector!"
Deathmask was about to reply, but suddenly he was frozen and unable to say any single word.
For a moment he saw Hades's shadow behind Shun.
"I want my camera to be in its normal shape TOMORROW!!!" shouted Shun angrily.
Deathmask gulped. He tried to reply Shun's shout. It was only his imagination…Hades's shadow was only his imagination…
"I…," said Deathmask finally. "I WILL NEVER DO ANY ORDER FROM—"
Deathmask stopped.
There was Hades's shadow again, and Shun's hair color suddenly changed from green to black. The transformation only happened for about three seconds, but it was enough to make Deathmask gave up making any troubles with Shun.
"Al..alright…," mumbled Deathmask. "I'll…I'll repair my camera."
Everybody was shocked looking at Deathmask. What make Deathmask changed his mind so fast? (Yeah…they were confused because they didn't see the phenomenon seen by Deathmask. Why? It was the internal problem between Shun, Deathmask, and Hades of course…)
"That's better," said Shun. Now he was more relaxed. "I'm so hungry, what's the menu today?"
Seeing Shun came back to his normal state made the others felt safe to continue their breakfast. Only Deathmask who didn't have any strength to take his meals.
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"WHAT A MO*&(*^(*%**ER CAMERA!! S*^*^&^!!! F(^*K! B^%%CH!!"
It was the 36th swearword from Deathmask.
"Angelo, could you stop swearing?" asked Mu as he closed his ears with both of his hands.
"I'M SICK WITH THIS!" shouted Deathmask. He was so ready to kick something, but he couldn't do it, because there were a lot of valuable ceramics and paintings in the room he and Mu occupied now. Well, if he wasn't too scared to the fact that Shun could transform into Hades's ghost again, he would gladly destroy Shun's camera into pieces.
"AND DON'T CALL ME WITH THAT NAME!" barked Deathmask.
"Sorry," said Mu shortly.
"What we're doing anyway?! I asked you to help me solve this problem, but we've been here for two hours and you haven't found any ways to repair the camera!"
"Deathmask, I was a cloth-repairer, not a mechanic designed to fix a broken camera-lens. You know it well."
"Then what should we do now?!"
"I have told you—even Milo who likes photography has no idea about how to repair the lens. Now Deathmask, for the forty seventh times I tell you, let us bring it to camera mechanic."
"NO! It means I have to pay them and lose my money!"
"We have no choice, do you want to see Shun gets angry again?"
"…"
Deathmask couldn't answer. Of course he didn't want Shun to be angry again, it was so scary…
"Come on. I'll accompany you to go to camera service center," said Mu as he stood up with bringing the troublesome camera.
Deathmask sighed. Apparently Mu was right—he didn't have any choice again.
"Hey, Mu," said Deathmask when they walked on the sidewalk to head to the camera service center. "Ummm…Shun was terrible when he was angry, wasn't him?" he asked carefully. He didn't want Mu to discover that he had seen Hades surrounded Shun's presence.
"Yes," answered Mu. "Very looks like Hades-sama."
Deathmask stopped walking. "You…you saw it also?" he asked, his eyes opened wide.
Mu was completely perplexed, but Deathmask took Mu's expression differently. "He indeed looks like Hades. His hair changed colour," said Deathmask.
Mu was still bewildered…he only joked when he said Shun's anger resembles Hades's…
Suddenly Mu got an inspiration.
There it was…Deathmask's weakness…he finally found Deathmask's weakness…
"Ummm…yes," said Mu. "His hair changed…from green to black, right?" asked Mu.
"Yeah!" replied Deathmask in anxiety.
The Cancer and the Aries continued walking. Deathmask wasn't aware that Mu sometimes did an unusual slight grin.
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"WHAT?!! I HAVE TO PAY THAT MUCH FOR THIS F**&^ING LITTLE LENS?!!!!"
"I'm sorry, Sir, but it's the standard bill for this kind of damage," said the repairman flatly.
"I WON'T EVER SPEND MY MONEY FOR—"
Deathmask suddenly stopped screaming when he heard Mu coughed. Strangely, the cough sounded like "Ha…des!!"
"What?!" Deathmask snarled.
Mu pretended to clear his throat. "I am sorry," said Mu. "But I think you have to pay the bill, Deathmask. I am afraid we will see Shun's transformation again…," now he put a mimic of fear on his face (who thought Mu could be such tasteful actor…?). "The green hair turned to black…"
Deathmask felt the hair on his neck stood all of sudden.
"Fine…," said Deathmask to the repairman. "Could you…," he said, forced himself to stay calm, "Could you reduce the prize…? Please?"
"This has been the fixed-prize," said the repairman, who had already lost any interest to speak with Deathmask.
Deathmask forced himself not to curse for the 86th times. He took his wallet and examined the content. Gosh…it needed the whole content of his wallet to pay for the service.
His selfishness dominated him again then. "No," he shook his head and returned his wallet to his pocket. "To hell with Shun, to hell with the camera, I don't want to spend my money just because of THIS kind of thing!"
"But Deathmask…"
"Stop talking, Mu!"
"If Shun turned into Hades—"
"He won't turn into Hades, or Poseidon, or Zeus, or Chronos, or WHATEVER THE NAMES OF THE OLYMPIANS ARE!" shouted Deathmask. "Hades had been killed by Athena and—"
Deathmask suddenly stopped.
He saw Shun marched to the place he and Mu stood on.
"Hi. I've guessed you are here," said Shun. "This is the best camera service center in Japan."
"Why're you here?" asked Deathmask, annoyed.
"Just checking."
"Listen, you tiny boy," growled Deathmask. "I don't want to pay anything for the repairment of this f&**&ing camera—"
Deathmask stopped talking (again).
Shun's hair changed colour again, and Deathmask almost got fainted when he heard Shun's voice.
"Are you complaining?" asked Shun. But it wasn't Shun's voice…it was Hades's voice…
Meanwhile Mu looked at Deathmask in question; why suddenly Deathmask seemed that afraid of Shun? Was it true that Shun changed into Hades? But Mu didn't see anything strange in Shun; he was still Shun, the kind-hearted Shun.
"Alright," said Deathmask as he gulped. He faced the repairer again, took his wallet, and paid the repairment service. It seemed like he had to explore all of his strength to do that.
"Fix the camera," said Deathmask in a low voice. "Make sure it'll be in its perfect condition tomorrow."
"Good!" yelled Shun cheerfully.
Deathmask really wanted to turn Shun's head into the ornament of his Cancer temple when Shun didn't changed into Hades.
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Finally Shun's camera returned to its normal shape. It looked even better. As the form of happiness, Shun brought the camera everywhere and shot anyone to become his target.
When he finished taking Mu and Aldebaran's picture, Mu approached him.
"How did you do that?" asked Mu curiously.
"How did I do what?" asked Shun, puzzled.
"Deathmask always saw you changed into Hades when you were angry."
"Oh, that," chuckled Shun. Then he a bit whispered. "Don't tell anybody, but since Hades possessed me, I have had a bit of his character in me."
"What?! You have a bit of Hades's character?" whispered Mu in disbelief.
"Yes, such as his black hair, his frightening voice," said Shun happily. "But I'm not always aware when I transform into him, though."
"Why only Deathmask who can see your transformation?"
"I don't know," said Shun thoughtfully. "But I think it's because Deathmask is the one who's most afraid of Hades. You know, Deathmask likes torturing people, yet I'm not sure he feels comfortable when chopping someone's head…I think deep in his heart, he is afraid of being tortured as well, especially by Hades. That's why Hades's shadow always likes to follow him wherever he goes."
"Ow," said Mu, finally understood. "I see."
"I feel guilty," said Shun uneasily. He looked at Deathmask, who stood in the corner and looked somber. "I didn't mean to make him scared."
"You can ask him to photo with you," smiled Mu.
"That's good idea!" beamed Shun. He then approached Deathmask and greeted him. "Hi, Deathmask!"
Deathmask only glared at him.
"Let's photo together," said Shun.
Apparently Deathmask had given up screaming and swearing on Shun's request, so he accepted Shun's offer, and both of them finally did photo together. Deathmask posed in his most sour look and Shun was smiling widely and cheerfully.
Two days later, when the photos had been printed, Deathmask didn't feel even the slightest desire to own the photo, for in the photograph, Shun was smirking and his hair colour was black.
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A/N: Hihihi, what do you think, guys? Please review…!
Next: Camus