Disclaimer: I do not own Saint Seiya characters
A/N: How are you doing guys…? :) This is the last, and as usual I always feel sad when finished writing my fics (sob…). Hope you like it, and I look forward for the review :).
Epilogue
Six months later…
It was the beginning of winter. Camus sat on the hanging seat in Kido's mansion garden; the Aquarius had a habit to sit alone in a garden in such circumstance. It was eleven p.m., the stars were shining bright, and the weather was mildly cold.
He was gazing on the grass when someone held his shoulder.
"Sensei…"
"Yes, Hyoga?"
Hyoga was silent for a moment.
Then…
"May I hug you…?"
Camus turned his head on his student. "What for?" he asked. His voice wasn't cold.
"Just want to," said Hyoga. His bright blue eyes were looking at his master warmly.
Camus nodded slightly. "Come here," he pulled Hyoga's hand slowly and let him sat beside him. Then Hyoga laid his head on his teacher's chest and circled his hands around his neck. He really liked being hugged by his teacher…it made him felt being loved, being cared about, and being nurtured. He felt like he only had to be in Camus's arms forever…and that's enough.
Camus patted his student's back firmly. The moment reminded him when he was about to die in Hades Castle. At that time his kid embraced him so tight and cried on his shoulder—it was the most beautiful moment he'd ever got through, yet it was also extremely heartrending. So funny that two contradictive things could happen at the same time.
And now the Aquarius felt the same way. He was so happy feeling his kid in his arms, but at the same time he also felt sad.
"Sensei?"
"Hm?"
"Have I told you that I'm so proud having you as my teacher…?"
"You say it three times a week."
Hyoga smiled slightly. Then he looked thoughtful for some times.
"If only…," said Hyoga in despair. "If only you were my real father…"
"Don't say "if only", Hyoga. There's not "if only". That conditional clause will only make us feel worse."
"Yes…you're right…"
Silence for some time. Then Hyoga started again.
"Sensei…"
"Yes?"
"Have I been good student for you…?"
"You have."
"Really?"
"Absolutely."
"Sensei…"
"What?"
Hyoga closed his eyes as his tears fell. "Thank you…for being my teacher…for being my father…," he whispered. "Thank you…"
There was no reply. For a long time Hyoga didn't hear Camus's voice. For a very long time…
"Sensei…"
"Yeah?"
"Have you slept?"
"No, I haven't."
"Are you sleepy?"
"No."
"You'll never leave me, won't you…?"
"In literal meaning or figurative one?"
Hyoga chuckled. "Figurative one."
"Then I will. I will never leave you."
"Great…"
Silence again.
"You won't ever leave me as well, will you…?" asked Camus then.
"Of course I won't, Shihyou…"
"Great."
"Sensei…?"
"Hm?"
"Thank you…," Hyoga whispered as he began to close his eyes to sleep. "Thank you for being my teacher and my father…"
"You've said it."
"But it wasn't enough…it won't ever be enough."
The snow begin to fall gently from the deep blue sky. Slowly the green grass turned to be decorated by beautiful white flakes.
"Shihyou…this is the last question."
"Ok."
"What am I to you…?"
Camus set the snowflakes aside from Hyoga's blond hair. His kid, the one he loved and cared about…he would never exchange Hyoga with anything. Never. His voice broke when he answered Hyoga's question. "You're the most amazing treasure I've ever had, Hyoga…"
Hyoga was so moved that he couldn't help to sob.
"Thank you…," whispered Hyoga after very long time.
Camus nodded slightly, and he hugged his kid tighter.
Ten minutes later Hyoga had fallen asleep. Camus kept setting aside the snowflakes from Hyoga's hair. Soon he began to feel sleepy as well. He closed his eyes, his cheek a little bit ctouched his kid's hair. He finally fell asleep, but not before he whispering something…something that he would never manage to say when Hyoga was awake. Something that he only told in Father's day, and he had promised not to say it again ever when Hyoga was awake…
"I love you, kid…," he whispered as his tears streamed down his cheeks. "I love you…'
The End