~~Dear Journal~~

Dear Journal Chapter 1

SUMMARY—Milo reads his fellow saints journals and becomes matchmaker with the help of Aphrodite and Deathmask.

PAIRINGS—Mu x Shaka, Hyoga x Shun, Camus x Milo, Deathmask x Aphrodite, Shura x Shiryu, Aioros x Saga, Ikki x Kanon, Dohko x Shion, Aioria x Sorrento, Aldebaran x Marin, Jabu x Athena, Seiya x Shaina

WARNINGS—This fic is rated NC-17, but each individual chapter varies

A/N—It takes place after Hades (I am ignoring ~Overture~ even though I have seen it I felt that most of it didn’t fit with the concepts in the series), thus tension between a few characters may be a bit high.

///--past

*--thoughts

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Mu slowly woke up in his temple one clear morning. The birds were chirping and the smell of rice and miso soup wafted through his open window. *Hmm. . . I guess Aldebaran is cooking a Japanese style breakfast for Marin again this morning,* Mu thought to himself as he smiled. He was very happy for his neighbor, and best friend. He had been dating Marin for a few weeks and he had lightened up immensely since they had been quite intimate.

Mu yawned and stretched in his large, soft bed. He relished in the feeling of sinking deeper into his warm, silky, sage green sheets. He always slept naked because he enjoyed the freedom of not being in his stiff cloth, and he also enjoyed having his body touching something so soft since he was usually either training or meditating and doesn’t experience many physical luxuries in his life.

He smiled and rubbed his cheek against his soft and fluffy pillow and began to open his beautiful green eyes. He looked at the window and enjoyed the soft golden rays of the sun as they covered his furniture in a honey glow.

Just then he felt something behind him and something brush against his leg. He realized: he wasn’t alone. His eyes widened as a hand brushed over his inner thigh and began to search for something much more intimate. Mu grabbed the hand before it could touch his private area and his heart began to race. *Who could be here with me? I don’t remember anyone being here when I went to sleep. . .and I *blush* would not have done anything without remembering.*

Mu shifted to roll over to see who was there with him and trying to touch him in a way he had never been touched. He began to roll when an arm reached around him and pulled him close to the other body. Mu was being held his back pressed against another naked body and strong arms were keeping him at bay. He realized that this was a gentle hug, thus preventing him from feeling threatened and from using defensive abilities. He could tell from the cosmos that this was someone he knew and it must be another gold saint from the power he emanated.

Mu reached behind him to feel who was behind him since he could not see the intruder. His hand began to graze against the other’s arm and slid down the other’s muscular chest and abdomen. He rested his hand on the other’s hip and could feel that the other also had long hair. * Hmm. . .this can’t be Aldebaran, Shura, Deathmask, Dohko, or Aioria. I guess it could be anyone. . . but who could this be? And why is he here? *

He reached further back and grabbed a handful of the soft, silky hair and brought it to his face. Although the only light in the room was from the sunshine emanating from the window and it had a golden hue, that could not have made this person’s hair as gold as it was. *This can only be. . .Shaka. . .Oh Goddess. . .my biggest crush is here, lying beside me.* Mu could feel his heart race and he felt butterflies in his stomach. He had a crush on the blond man for the longest time, always trying to spend as much time as he could with him, and here he was, lying beside him, in his bed, naked. The thought of his beautiful blond crush being naked and holding him was enough to drive Mu wild, but he tried his best to remain calm.

He looked at the long, golden locks confused and he really wanted to turn around to confront his comrade. He lifted up the other’s arm and twisted himself to become face to face with his bed invader.

There, with his long eyelashes brushing his cheek and a little dot on his forehead, Shaka looked peaceful as he breathed deeply in sleep. Mu lifted his hand to brush some hair away from Shaka’s delicate face and gently tucked it behind his ear. Shaka, sensitive from the light touch, pulled Mu closer to nuzzle his cheek against Mu’s. Mu almost moaned from the feeling. He had wanted Shaka for so long. . .and he had tried to give Shaka subtle hints that the blond never seemed to grasp. Was this the end result of such attempts?

Mu was taken aback and began to blush brightly from Shaka wanting him so close. Mu gasped and stared at Shaka’s face. Shaka began to shift and his large blue eyes slowly opened and he began to blink a few times to gain his orientation. He realized that he was not in his own bed or even in his own temple. His eyes shot wide open as he saw Mu staring back at him with large green orbs and bright flushed cheeks.

*How did I get here!?!?! I don’t remember coming here. . .and I’m. . I am not wearing anything. . .*breathes heavily* I don’t think he is either. Maybe he knows what is going on. . .I wonder how long he has been awake, oh heavens I hope my feelings for Mu didn’t cause me to sleepwalk. . .* thought Shaka as Mu turned even redder.

Mu shocked to see Shaka staring straight back at him said quietly, “Sha…Shaka…wha…what are you doing in my bed?”

Shaka a bit surprised that the silence was broken by a simple question, did not know how to respond to his comrade. Shaka did not know why he was in Mu’s bed, but he was and obviously Mu had no idea either. Shaka decided to remain quiet; he continued to stare deeply into Mu’s beautiful deep green orbs.

Mu was feeling a little odd due to Shaka’s silence. Mu slowly got up and put a thin, silk, cream robe on that highlighted his well-built, muscular body. Mu turned around to face the blue-eyed man lying in his bed. Mu could not help but stare at the situation.

There Shaka was, lying on his bed completely naked, slightly tangled in the creamy, sage green sheets with his gold hair fanned out beneath him, his beautiful, large, light teal eyes open and watching him, and the concept that Shaka was on HIS bed made Mu’s heart beat fast and he felt the butterflies in his stomach flutter with more speed.

Shaka closed his eyes trying to remember the night before. *I went to sleep after a few hours of meditation and a long bath. . .I don’t remember walking.*

Mu repeated, “Shaka, why are you here. . .I mean, I don’t mind, it is just that you surprised me? Uh. . .can I do anything for you?”

Shaka’s eyes opened again and he decided to talk, “Good morning Mu. I have no recollection of why I would be here, in. . .your bed, and I am sorry to have disturbed you. Perhaps if I go reflect upon it I will remember what occurred.”

Mu wanted to comfort Shaka since he obviously had no idea why he was there. Mu smiled at Shaka and said, “Well, we always meditate together in the afternoons, so why don’t we get dressed and have some breakfast together, then I will go with you to your temple.” Mu wanted to spend the morning with the beautiful blond. Whenever he saw Shaka it was because they were going to meditate, or they were discussing their duties, and it was in all seriousness. He was beginning to look forward to spending some recreational time with him.

Shaka smiled and nodded, “I would love to spend the morning and afternoon with you. If you don’t mind me asking, do you have any robes for me to use?” Shaka blushed at his own comment since it brought attention to his nakedness. He usually did not feel so modest about his body, but in front of Mu, his crush, he felt inadequate.

Mu also blushed and bent over to look through one of his drawers. Shaka’s eyes widened as Mu’s perfect butt was up in the air; accentuated by the thin, silky robe. Shaka turned his gaze away to look out the window by the time Mu got up. Mu smiled and handed Shaka a thin, sapphire blue robe. He chose this robe on purpose since it was his most luxurious robe, and it would accentuate his eyes. Mu wanted this to be the perfect morning, since the man of his dreams was going to spend it with him.

Shaka looked back towards Mu and sat up causing his hair to pool around his waist. Mu was surprised that after such a strange evening, Shaka’s hair would have no tangles at all. Mu gazed over Shaka’s naked form once more before handing him the robe.

Shaka smiled and shyly got out of the blankets to put the robe on. Mu could not help but stare at his perfect body and the grace he had as he pulled on the silky garment. Shaka tied the waist and walked over to Mu, “Thank you very much, I will take good care of it.”

Mu smiled and said, “Okay, I am going to the bathroom near the kitchen to freshen up; please go ahead and feel free to use the one in here. Then I will make some tea and breakfast. Is there anything you prefer to eat?”

Shaka was beginning to feel excited that he was going to eat food prepared by Mu so he said, “I will eat anything you make. I would love to help you cook.” Mu smiled and nodded and headed towards the restroom. Shaka also went to the washroom to take a shower and get ready to spend the day with Mu.

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Milo smirked as he looked through the window. Everything was going according to plan. He had been secretly reading both Mu and Shaka’s journals and realized early on that his two friends had been pining for each other for so long that he thought it was time to finally get them together.

Milo discussed his plan with Aldebaran a week before and they made sure to put sleeping salts into Shaka’s bath that night to ensure that he would not wake up when Aldebaran carried him down past the Leo, Cancer, Gemini, and Taurus temples.

Milo thought about how his comrades reacted when Aldebaran and him asked them for permission for carrying Shaka through their temples. He remembered the smirks on Aioria’s, Saga’s, and Kanon’s faces. They didn’t have to worry about Deathmask since he was always in Aphrodite’s temple. That way Deathmask could sleep in and go over to see if Athena was okay in the morning or to see if Shion needed anything; and Deathmask usually only returned to his own temple if Shion felt there was a threat.

Milo skipped up to Aldebaran’s temple to tell him the good news when he remembered that he was having Marin stay overnight. He decided to go straight through the main corridor of the temple. He then passed through Saga and Kanon’s temple and stopped in Deathmask’s temple.

“Well he’s not here, but I bet his journal is! I am soooo glad that Shion and Dohko had the idea to have us write in journals to keep sane. . .hehe!” Milo sang as he ran around Deathmask’s temple. “Now I just gotta find it.”

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Mu dried his long, lavender hair with a soft towel and put the robe back on. Since his body was still damp, it clung to each of his muscles and outlined his butt. He slipped his feet into some slippers and walked over to the kitchen.

He was surprised to see Shaka already there, with his hair still in a towel, making tea and some Indian breakfast foods, such as plain dosa and poha.

Mu’s eyes widened as he smelled the delicious foods cooking and he also noted that Shaka cooked with his eyes closed. Mu said, “Shaka, you didn’t have to go through all this trouble. . .you are my guest and I should be serving you.”

Shaka simply replied, “Well I was an uninvited guest. Consider this an apology for startling you this morning, and for you being so kind to me.”

Mu shook his head, “But you don’t know why you are here either, you have no need to apologize. Don’t worry, I don’t think you were sleep walking either.”

Shaka smiled as he poured Mu some tea, “I still feel bad though, and I am not quite sure, but I guess if I can’t remember how I got all the way here, then I’ll never know what happened to my pajamas. . .or yours for that matter. . .I am deeply sorry.”

Mu blushed at the comment considering he never wore anything anyway, “Well don’t worry about it, I am sure we’ll figure it out.” Mu looked down as he remembered when Kanon came into his temple to share some Greek sweets, and he was just waking up. Mu was more embarrassed about still being asleep at 5:30am more so than his nudity at the time, but the opposite was true when Shaka was there.

Shaka smiled again at the reassurance and plated up the food. Mu was very happy to try foods of Shaka’s heritage and things that Shaka grew up with. He knew that foods varied across the country, and this was just a taste of Indian food.

Shaka watched Mu as he looked at the food. Shaka wanted to make Mu Tibetan foods, but since had never tried, he did not want to disappoint him with a bad tasting breakfast, and reverted to cooking what he knew how to make.

Shaka finished plating the food and handed one to Mu. Mu sat at the table and took in a bite. He ran his tongue along the prongs on the fork and relished in the flavors of the dishes that his crush made for him, and he closed his eyes to focus strictly on the taste. Shaka’s eyes widened when he noticed that Mu did not say anything. He really wanted Mu to like the food, but he did not have a clue to what Mu thought. Shaka looked down and began to taste the food just in case he made a mistake.

*Well it tastes like it should*. . .Shaka thought.

Mu thought, *This tastes like heaven, pure heaven. I can’t believe he made me breakfast, that is the kindest thing that he could have done for me. He truly is soooo sweet. *

Shaka continued to look at Mu and noticed how the thin robe clung to his body when he was still wet from his shower. *He has got the best body in Sanctuary. . .I can’t help but stare at him. . .I want to keep my eyes open just to look at him*, Shaka thought as he noticed how Mu’s long, lavender hair was still a little damp and sticking to his cheek. Shaka instinctively pushed some of Mu’s hair over his ear.

Mu’s eyes opened slowly, still in the euphoria of eating the food that Shaka prepared. “Thank you, I hope I wasn’t going to chew on my hair,” Mu said feeling stupid.

“So. . .would you like some more tea?” Shaka asked trying to focus on the task at hand considering how distracting he found Mu when wet.

Mu smiled and said, “Shaka, I had no idea you were such an amazing cook. This food is very delicious and I hope that one day you will let me cook for you too.”

Mu was still in a daze from earlier in the morning when Shaka had tried to touch him. He knew that Shaka was asleep and that he probably didn’t remember anything, but the feeling of a hand on his thigh sent shudders through Mu’s spine. Mu’s cheeks turned a light shade of pink as he reminisced on the morning’s events.

Shaka reached over to Mu and rested a hand on his shoulder, “Mu, you look flushed, perhaps you are not up to meditating today. . .Maybe you should rest. I can stay here if you like?” Shaka’s heart raced at the idea of staying with Mu for the whole day. He had never had this kind of opportunity before and did not want to miss it. It would be a day with Mu, and no one else.

Mu smiled and feigned a slight headache, “Yes, I suppose I should relax more and not go meditate, are you sure you are okay with not doing so?”

Shaka stated, “I meditate daily, thus I doubt there being any problems in me focusing on helping you for a day.”

Mu smirked at Shaka’s comment, and stated, “Perhaps some more tea would make me feel better.”

Shaka poured Mu more tea and realized that he wanted to have more time like this with the lavender-haired man. Although this situation felt very foreign and domestic to him, it made him feel useful and that he could have a somewhat normal life. *A domestic life with Mu. . .how silly, and yet it sounds attractive. . .I can imagine a day of eating, drinking, and meditating with Mu, with no fighting involved. . .But then what would our bodies, the ones that Athena saved, be good for if not to protect her. . . She did say that we should take care of our bodies and to utilize our time for our own wellbeing as well as hers.*

Mu sipped the warm liquid slowly and licked the rim of the cup, an action that Shaka watched intently feeling his cheeks get warmer from watching Mu’s tongue glide over the little drip of tea. Mu brought a hand to his head and began rubbing his temples. Shaka stepped behind Mu and brought his fingers to Mu’s forehead and began to rub gently. Mu relaxed into the head massage and closed his eyes.

As he felt the soft fingers rubbing against his flesh, Mu felt warmth from within. His cheeks turned a light pink, and he took in a deep breath of air; his muscles tensed from the foreign touch, but then he relaxed as he felt the rhythm of the circular motions of the firm fingertips. Mu let out soft, but soothing exhales, feeling completely enveloped by the magical touch.

Shaka watched Mu’s reaction to the light head massage and felt his heart skip a beat. He felt helpful and useful to the one who had always been there for him. Shaka began to think about when Mu had given his power to help Ikki and himself during the battle of the twelve houses; and later when Mu trusted him enough to not disrupt the battle between himself, Saga, Camus, and Shura. Although something as small as a little massage may not seem significant, for Shaka it was a chance to do something for Mu.

Shaka pulled away and began to eat his breakfast. Mu smiled and watched Shaka eat with his eyes closed. Mu could not help but chuckle at the sight; he wondered how Shaka even knew what he was eating.

Just then Seiya ran up the front stairs of Mu’s temple and entered the living space. Seiya noticed that both men were scantily clad in nothing but thin robes and both had just taken showers. Seiya blushed at the possibilities, he asked bluntly, “Did I miss something here? Did you two get it on last night or something?”

Both Shaka and Mu turned tomato red and Shaka’s eyes flew open as Mu’s jaw dropped. Mu stared at Seiya with wide eyes and had no idea what to say. Shaka looked at Seiya with a puzzled expression and replied, “Did we get on what last night?”

Seiya laughed and said with stars in his eyes, “Get on each other; like. . .duh!, have sex?”

Shaka had no idea what to say, he being both a Buddhist Monk and the Virgin Saint should have already implied to Seiya that he had never had sex even before.

Mu blushed and replied, “Good Morning, Seiya. No we did not do that last night, although I do have a question. This morning I woke up and Shaka was sleeping in my bed, but Shaka does not recall why he would be there. If you have any idea of what could have happened or if you could find out, I would greatly appreciate it.”

Seiya smirked, “I hope that you two do get it on cuz you two look sooooooo cute together. I will see what I can find out, don’t worry Mu!” Seiya blushed at seeing Shaka look so human with him there eating with his hair up in a towel, and so sexy in that robe, and Seiya found Shaka’s reaction to his question really cute.

“Wow they don’t call you the Virgin Saint without a reason, huh? Hahaha! Well anyway, see you two lovebirds later!” Seiya rang as he exited through the back of Mu’s temple.

*Lovebirds? Us? We are good friends, but not lovebirds. . .but when Shaka almost touched me in bed this morning, I felt so excited and so warm. . .and just a moment ago during that little massage, I felt a kind of sensation resonating throughout the rest of my body. I have had a crush on him for so long. . .I wish he wanted me too* Mu thought as his face turned a flushed shade of pink. He turned to face Shaka whose eyes were again closed, making it very hard for Mu to determine his feelings.

*I am the man closest to god. . .not a man who wants to have sex on a whim. Even though Mu is my best friend, we are far from lovebirds. . . Aren’t we? Mu is so beautiful. . .and perfect. . .I suppose for him I would do almost anything. . . but I don’t think Mu wants me like that. . .~sigh~,* Shaka thought and as he felt a gaze on him he opened his eyes to see Mu standing in front of him. That is when Shaka remembered that Mu was there with his hair, still wet from the shower, wearing a tiny, thin robe that only accentuated the naked form underneath. He wanted to grab the lavender-haired man and pull him close into a warm embrace, but felt too much pride to do so.

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Seiya ran up to Aldebaran’s temple and immediately asked him if he knew anything. Aldebaran smirked at Seiya and said, “Well they have liked each other for so long that we, all of us here in Sanctuary, believed that it was finally time for someone to take action. . .since neither Mu nor Shaka seemed willing to make an attempt, we decided to. . .force them to spend time together.”

Seiya stood there in front of the Taurus temple completely wide-eyed. “WOW, gee I guess everyone knew about Mu and Shaka, too bad they didn’t have any sex,” Seiya said with a sigh.

Aldebaran looked down and replied, “Well that’s too bad considering we put them in bed together, naked. Wow and that still didn’t work. . .looks like I better tell Milo, Saga, Kanon, and Aioria about that. . .”

Seiya smirked, “Well if you need my help or Shaina’s, just ask us. We would both be honored to help you. How are you and Marin doing?”

Aldebaran blushed at the memory of the night before with his new girlfriend. They had hit it off ever since the incident when Syd and Bud from Asgard had attacked him, but were unable to get together. Sadly after Aldebaran died from the battles in Hades, he never got a chance to tell her how he felt. When Athena brought them back, he saw that as a blessing and perfect opportunity to tell Marin. Ever since then, the two had been inseparable.

Seiya sighed, “Well Aldebaran, I can see you and Marin must be hitting it off by the size of your blush!”

Marin stepped over and gave Seiya a huge hug. “Hello Seiya! How are you and Shaina doing? I hope things are well!” Seiya smiled at his sister and decided to catch up with her. Now that Seiya was informed by the plan, he had no reason to tell Mu about it.

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Milo looked around Deathmask’s temple, but found no journal. *Damn! He must have brought it to Aphrodite’s temple!*Milo thought as he rummaged through the creepy temple. I guess he took it with him to Aphrodite’s.

Milo continued up the stairs past a few temples and when he reached Shaka’s, he decided to reread some of the things that had lead him to want to set him up with Mu. * Shaka doesn’t write much, but he does mention Mu in all of his entries* Milo opens the book and looks inside:

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Shaka’s Journal

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Milo smirked as he read the March 10th entry. He had not read the journal recently enough to have seen this entry and was quite amused by Shaka’s ramblings about him coming to his temple so often.

“Well it isn’t like I just read your journal without giving you any payment. . . although sweets are a bad idea for a payment when dealing with someone like Shaka. . .I should have been stopping by giving him incense or something,” Milo said quietly. Milo decided to head up to his own temple and when he finally arrived he sat down on his fluffy couch and began to organize his notes on each saint’s preferences, so he could set all of them up to go out with each other and be happy. He knew he would have to recruit Aphrodite and Deathmask’s help with his endeavor, but he wanted to have a plan first, before doing so.

Milo smiled and grabbed a large notebook. “Well let me see, according to Shura’s journal, it seems that he and Shiryu have been dating on the sly ever since Shura was brought back in the end of October. Sooo. . .it would be fun to have them come out to the rest of us ^_^. Everyone already knows that Aphrodite and Deathmask are an item; same with Dohko and Shion. Everyone also knows that Aldebaran is with Marin and Seiya is with Shaina. Hmm. . .and now everyone should know that Mu and Shaka would need to be shoved together, thus we all have the duty to do so. I guess next up is trying to find dates for the Gemini twins, and then I guess I can go temple by temple. ^_^ But the only problem is that I can’t figure out where Camus’s journal is, nor Saga’s. . .”

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Shaka washed all of the dishes, to Mu’s dismay, but Mu couldn’t help but smile at Shaka because while he was washing them, he swayed his cute butt. Mu tried to think of things for them to do that day, and since he was feigning a little illness, he decided that it should be nothing too obtrusive or exhausting.

He continued to watch his blond beauty and thought of absolutely nothing. . .as much as they had in common, the only thing running through his mind was the idea of Shaka’s flesh against his own, the fiery sensations as Shaka touched him earlier, and his cute little butt in the short blue robe. * My mind is in the gutter. . .I can’t believe that is all I can think about, * Mu thought.

Shaka knew Mu was watching him and he began to scrub those dishes and made sure he did a good job. He couldn’t believe that he cared that much for the dishes to be perfect, but since they were Mu’s he felt an obligation. He felt a little uncomfortable from the gaze, his self-image was normally so high, but with Mu he wanted to be even better. He put all the dishes away and sat at the table with his crush and finally pulled his hair out of the towel to air dry. He swished his long, golden locks back and forth, the spun gold glistening in the light of the kitchen reflecting the light all around him.

Mu’s mouth parted a little and gazed with awe as he watched the bright strands of gold shimmered everywhere. * Wow. . .Shaka is sooooo pretty. . .and yet I bet he has no clue. . .hahaha. . .he is so sweet, innocent, and completely unassuming when it comes to matters such as these. . .nothing like what I would expect from a Virgo, considering they are usually considered as image-based and shallow. But Shaka. . .he is so deep; granted he may have been a little short sighted in the past, but he has grown so much since then. He is so cute and sweet. . .hehe, * Mu smiled as he thought about the beauty before him.

Shaka slowly opened his bright eyes, and saw Mu looking at him with a smile on his face and he could not help but flash him a smile back, which immediately startled Mu. Shaka was not the type to smile at a person. Mu blushed immediately and felt really special.

Shaka blushed back at Mu, but he was wondering what was wrong with him. * I have felt my cheeks get so warm all day today. . .I don’t think my cheeks have ever felt so warm. Maybe I am catching Mu’s illness? No. . .I feel okay, a bit light headed, but not sick. But my heart is beating so fast. . ., * Shaka thought as he looked directly into Mu’s eyes.

Mu said quickly, “Shaka. Maybe we could. . .have some hot cocoa together. I have a really nice recipe from Aphrodite and he says that it isn’t very sweet, so maybe you’ll like it. ^_^” Shaka had actually never had chocolate and was curious to know what it was like. . .he had given the heart box of chocolates from Aphrodite to Milo, and that was his only past experience with the stuff. . .but since he would get to have whatever hot cocoa was with Mu, it had to be good. “Mu. . .I would love to have hot cocoa with you. . .but um * blush * what is hot cocoa? Is it just cocoa that is hot?” Shaka asked with genuine interest.

Mu had to stifle a chuckle as he saw the look on Shaka’s face, he had never met anyone who didn’t know what hot cocoa was. “It is actually a drink made from milk and chocolate. . .but this recipe also calls for some vanilla and cinnamon,” Mu stated calmly. “Oh. . .,” whispered Shaka. * He must think I am stupid. . .or at least ignorant. . .he was very good about not trying to make me feel bad for not knowing, but. . .oh Mu I want to learn these things. . .I just hope you can be patient with me, * Shaka thought.

Mu got up off his chair and walked over to the stove and pulled out a pot. He then opened a box and pulled out a rose-shaped card that was Aphrodite’s signature. He looked at the recipe and began to make the delicious treat. He even whipped some real cream and grated some orange zest to put on top. Mu poured the yummy hot chocolate into two cute mugs with rams on them and placed a dollop of whipped cream with orange zest and cinnamon sugar on top. He handed one mug to Shaka and smiled.

Shaka blushed again from the amount of work Mu put into the morning treat. Mu watched Shaka bring the cup to his lips and saw Shaka’s eyes widen as the delicious, full-bodied flavor encompassed his whole mouth. “Mu. . .this is soooo delicious! I have never tasted anything so amazing. Thank you!” Shaka exclaimed, not knowing he had a little whipped cream on his nose and the side of his mouth. Mu had to resist to not lick it off of him. He decided that a napkin might be a better course of action. He lifted a soft napkin to Shaka’s nose and wiped off the cream. He wanted to touch his face so badly. . .the idea of tasting Shaka’s mouth, flavored with chocolate was becoming unbearable. He began to feel really warm, even though his light, thin robe was not enough for the clear, yet cool spring day.

Shaka looked up at Mu who was standing there with the napkin in his hand. Shaka took the napkin and cleaned his mouth, “Thank you, Mu. I hope you don’t mind. . .but I would really like some more.” Mu smiled and got him some more of the cocoa. He watched Shaka, not getting over him being in a short, thin silk sapphire blue robe that left little to the imagination, a pair of zori slippers, his hair completely fanned around him like a ray of light, and again with more whipped cream on his nose. Just when Mu was about to get up, unable to resist the idea of licking that cream off any longer Shaka got up.

“Mu. . .please let me get you some. . .you aren’t feeling well. . .you should rest. I’ll take very good care of you,” Shaka stated with a nod, but the whipped cream did not budge off his cute nose. Mu smiled at Shaka and sat down again, this time crossing his legs, completely forgetting his lack of underwear.

Shaka blushed, he could not see anything, but he noticed the robe was barely covering his inner thighs. He knew that if Mu only shifted even a centimeter, that he would be able to see a very intimate area on his crush’s body. His cheeks turned redder than a ripe tomato and he turned around and headed to the pot of cocoa to get Mu a refill. He felt his blood rush all over his body at the idea of Mu behind him in the cream silk robe.

He had to close his eyes again; he really wanted to look at his lavender-haired beauty, but every time he did, he felt feelings he had never really experienced before. At least not for 7 years or so, since the onset of becoming a teenager with hormones. But he learned to suppress those, but he could not suppress anything when looking at Mu. He carefully poured the cocoa, and handed the mug to Mu. He missed the slight pout on Mu’s face. Mu enjoyed seeing Shaka’s eyes open for a change, but he realized that it would not last forever.

“Shaka? What would you like to do today? I really would like to do something you enjoy ^_^,” Mu asked sweetly.

Shaka kept his eyes closed and thought to himself, * I really want to try to *blush* kiss him. . .he would really make fun of me. . .I have never kissed anyone before. . .ever. . .and I really want him to be my first. . .but I just can’t ask for that. . .I need to think of something; something less fluffy. I, Shaka, cannot seem innocent to anyone, let alone someone as amazing as Mu. Hmm. . . I guess the most important thing is to do something that would make Mu feel better.* Just then Shaka had an idea.

Shaka stated clearly to Mu, “I think I know what I would like to do today, but I need to go to town first to get some supplies.”

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TBC

A/N: Please review ^_^ This is probably going to be a LOOONNGGG fic just because of the sheer number of pairings, and the fact that some characters are a lot more angsty and have a lot of inner battles to deal with ^_^

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