Disclaimer: none below was mine, all characters were belong to Kurumada Sensei
Genre: general
Warning: none
Setting: after Hades
Treasure Memories
Five
For Shaka, today was not definitely his day. First of all he found out his usually easy to brush hair became so tangled in the morning when he woke up after such a nightmare. Speaking of it, who ever guessed that even the great Shaka had something to be fear about? But we were not about to talk about this nightmare, were we? So first of all his usual hair was usually quite straight even under some reckless night but not today. Upon waking up, his hair were so tangled that even he couldn't brush it without crying out one or two curses.
After so much work with his hair, it still tangled here and there, he cursed under his breath and threw the brush away. The blue brush seems against him too today as it knocked the only one and expensive perfume on the table. There goes the birthday present from Aphrodite. Murmuring some other colorful words, he went toward the door and pulled the door open. Instead of pulling the door open, he pulled the door out off the wall. What a great morning indeed. Groaning, he put aside that stupid door and walked outside. Huffing in his way, Shaka moved toward the bathroom only to find the bathroom's door closed in front of his face. Inside he could hear the humming sound from Syura, one of several early risen saints in the mansion.
Sighing he finally walked to the different bathroom in the mansion but something weird occurred this morning; you see, there were about 8 bathrooms in the mansion minus the one on Saori's room, and all of it was occupied! Gritting his teeth, he crossed his hand and waited impatiently on the hallway.
"Yo, Shaka, Ohayou (good morning)."
"Ohayou.." he greeted back without so much enthusiasm.
"You look grumpy today, eh?" Milo said with his usual smile plastered on his face, still with his blue scorpion pattern pajamas on and carrying a towel. He paused when he saw the Virgo saint's hair. "Um, your hair tangled."
"I know…"
"Oh, ok then." Just as he wanted to continue the conversation, he spotted Camus coming toward them. "Morning Camus, you look ridiculous with that." He said with a chuckle while the Aquarius saint finally stopped in front of them. Rubbing one of his eyes, his other hand took the cute sleeping cap and put it on Milo's head.
"For you then."
"No sir, I don't want that." He said with another chuckle as he put away the cap.
"Shaka?"
"Yes?" he faced toward Camus who already spotted something unusual bout Shaka this morning.
"Your hair… tangled."
"He knew that."
"Oh…" before Milo or Camus could even say anything else the bathroom's door opened. Come from inside was Saga with his green small towel on his hair and another towel around his waist, his well-build torso was for everyone to see. His hands were busy drying his blue wet hair when he finally noticed the group in front of the door.
"What are you doing here?" asked him slightly, knowing there were 7 other bathroom in the mansion.
"Waiting. All bathrooms occupied. Now could you, please?" crankily Shaka passed his senior and pushed the bathroom door opened but stopped when Saga called his name. "Yes?"
"Your hair…" Slam! Off close the door. "Tanged…" he continued.
"He knew that." Said the other in unison.
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Inside the bathroom, Shaka put off his slipper aside and hung the bathrobe and towel on the ceiling. Still murmuring something incoherently he finally stepped into the shower. Turning the tab to the right which indicates warm, he finally pull open the water, but poor Shaka, what he got was some freezing water upon his head. An 'argh' could be heard outside the bathroom. Remembering something, Saga, who was on his way to his room paused for a while.
"I think I used up all the warm water…" poor Shaka, but still you couldn't blame Saga, who washed his long hair in the morning, could you? You know how much water to wash such a long hair and half of gold saints had such a long hair. Let's see 9 out of 14? Having a 'nice' cold shower on his body, Shaka cursed his damn luck and process to just forget taking a shower. Though his body feel refreshed, he cursed again as he took his towel from the ceiling and in the haste ripped the towel in the process. No one had heard so many colorful words from Shaka's month before, but yet here he was cursing another of misfortunate. Finally after taking another breath, he moved to dry his wet body with the ripped towel and process to brush his teeth but his only favorite green tea flavor toothpaste was done. That's it! He got enough of it and put whatever toothpaste on his toothbrush. Put on his bathrobe and slipper, opened the door and running to his room. He slammed the broken door to the wall, put whatever clothes hung on the drawer. Pulled the broken door, leaved it on the floor; running toward the hallway into the living room and sulked on the red beanbag chair on the corner and prayed no one ever disturb him for today.
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At 8 o'clock in the morning all saints present in the dining room for a breakfast, the only chair which was empty were Shaka and Saori. Several minutes later, Saori Kido was entering the dining room and moved toward her own chair. She paused when she saw the empty chair, confused she looked toward her saints. Some of them were whispering about 'where Shaka is', some was just sitting on the chair in silent and other was chatting like usual.
"Ehem, where's Shaka?" the milady finally asked, looking at her saints waiting for the answer.
"I'll go and find him, milady." the youngest of all gold saint offered but before he could even stand, Athena signaled him to remain sit.
"Mask? You go for him."
"Eh!?" he blinked in surprise
"You the closest to the door." She said again with a smile
"… All right milady." He said in defeat, not really care about her reasoning and pulled his chair out, quickly he stood up and walked out the dining room. Now, where is he? He tried to locate the cosmos. Finding it easily, he lazily moved toward the living room and found him sulking on the beanbag chair in the corner
"Oi! Virgo kid, come on, we're all waiting for ya to show."
"…"
"Oi, kid?! You hear me." He said as he moved toward the beanbag
"Of all gold saints, why should it be you?" He said sulked deeper into the chair.
"Heh! Milady asked me since she said I'm the closest to the door and …" he paused. "Why your hair tangled?"
"Hiks!" that made Shaka reached his limit and threw himself into Deathmask's body and crying in anime style. The Cancer gasped in horror when he found being hugged like that by someone who was actually closest to God, crying on his chest and rumbling about his misfortunate. Upon hearing several of Shaka's unlucky stories in the morning, the blue hair saint twitched his eyes slightly, sighing he put his hand on Shaka's back and pat his slightly. Minute later the youngest saint released him and again sulked on the beanbag while Deathmask rolled his eyes.
"You know, we already had many experience worst than that. I don't see any point why you cry on these stupid misfortunate events?"
"I cry because it is annoying! I hate when my hair tangled, I hate when all bathroom were in used when I need one, I hate everyone asking about my hair, I hate to have cold shower in the morning, I hate…"
"Ok stop. I got it."
"I hate when I got this so many miserable event in the morning! Maybe I better get back to sleep." He said pouting like a seven years old child. Deathmask was trying not to laugh at the sight of that, finally he rolled his eyes, stood up and pat Shaka's head slightly.
"We'll do about that tangled hair of your, now you stay here for a while and I'll took your breakfast here." He said as he walked outside. Upon entering the dining room, all eyes was at him. He just smirked as he said to go on without Shaka. He also took several toast bread onto the plate, put some jam onto it and took it outside with two glass of orange juice. Before he was out though, he paused and faced the other. "Oh, Shaka was just being moody today." He said as he walked out the door.
"… and Deathmask is being nice today." Aphrodite said loud enough for everyone to hear. Everyone just smirked, some even chuckle. Ah what a morning today.
Owari
Omake
"Why on earth did Shaka pull out this door?" Aiolia's room was next to Shaka when he spotted the door on the floor upon returning to his room. Aiolos was chuckling as he repaired the door.
"Maybe about being moody like Mask said?" he said as he turned the screw. "But I think this because the screw was being old and the door was quite aged too."
"Still I never know that Shaka used perfume?"
"That's I don't know either."
ARGH! A loud scream came from the living room which made the brother looked at each other and then gazed toward the living room. First, was Deathmask who ran out from the room, next was Shaka, carrying a scissor on his hand chasing the older one. Second later it was Mu and Milo who came out from the room. Milo was laughing like crazy as he supported himself by grabbing his friend's shoulder while Mu chuckled slightly beside him. The two brother looked at each other in confuse when finally they decided to walk toward the two.
"What happen?"
"Deathmask gasp he cut!" Milo said between his laugh
"He cut Shaka's hair." Continue Mu
"What!?"
"Shaka's hair tangled this morning and he helped him by cutting it down." The two brothers burst into a laugh. As everyone knew, Shaka liked his hair and never ever cut them. Poor Shaka, this was not definitely his day, the good thing is the only tangled hair cut was only 1 cm from below.
Authoress note:3 care to review? Poor Shaka.