#albafica x asmita

[conspirartist]

Yo folks, I did it! The wedding illustration is done!! I really like how the whole thing turned out, I think the boys look very sweet... I just love this two a lot.

And yeah I may have just ignored their cloths because armor is hard to draw... But I also think that marrying into 'civilian' wear symbolizes their union as something more personal to who they are as individuals, as opposed to their roles as Golden Saints. So it wasn't pure laziness from my part, I swear!!

[arisactualartblog]

Heya guys, it's me again! This time with a lil sneack peek of one of my current wips... As you may or may not be aware, I'm not the biggest Saint Seyia fan around those parts, however I absolutely adore Lost Canva. And that brings me to my favorite shipp for it (a very cracky, niched shipp I'm aware, but my favorite nonetheless): Albafica and Asmita, the two sad and lonely saints. So take my wip of what is pretty much their wedding (because I am that delusional about them) as my way to try and get more people invested on them while I prepare myself to spend way too much time on this piece, hehe.

[onthesandsofdreams]

6SS: Asmita x Albafica: Kiss

Asmita’s visits were something that Albafica had grown to crave, visits that happened only because Asmita did them via astral projection.

“Albafica, tell me, am I really just your friend?”

One part of Albafica wanted to deny understanding what Asmita meant, but that could possible work with everyone but Asmita, “No,” he whispered.

Asmita’s smile could rival the sun, “Good, because I am very much interested in you.” And saying that, he leaned forward and planted a gentle kiss in Albafica’s lips.

Albafica’s eyes grew wide, but did not object; and he could still feel the kiss hours later.

[elencelebrindal]

Links and content

You know what, since some stuff on my blog is difficult to find on mobile (especially if you’re using the app), I decided to make a master post with all the links to the posts I’ve put together. Also, the links to my fanfictions, because some of you that follow this blog actually read them. For the fanfics I’ll put just Saint Seiya for now, but if you want I can put all the rest I did, which is in English and not in Italian. I’ll put everything under the cut, so the post will not be obnoxiously long. 

Update: the links should all work now. If I missed something and you notice before me, please let me know. I spent way too much time arguing with my computer for this to happen. 

Love you guys!

Fanfiction links - EFP Fanfiction (Italian)

Dietro il Mito (a lot of pairings, story rating red, general rating yellow/orange)

Gli Spiriti della Festa (a lot of background pairings, story rating green)

Del Sagittario e dei Gemelli (Saga x Aiolos, story rating red)

Il Giorno delle Stelle (Saga x Aiolos, story rating yellow)

Oltre i Cavalieri (new collection, a lot of pairings, story rating red, general rating yellow/orange)

Questa Notte È Per Noi (Shion x Dohko, story rating orange)

Fanfiction links - Archive of Our Own (Italian)

Dietro il Mito (a lot of pairings, story rating E, general rating T/M)

Gli Spiriti della Festa (a lot of background pairings, story rating G)

Del Sagittario e dei Gemelli (Saga x Aiolos, story rating E)

Il Giorno delle Stelle (Saga x Aiolos, story rating T)

Oltre i Cavalieri (new collection, a lot of pairings, story rating E, general rating T/M)

Questa Notte È Per Noi (Shion x Dohko, story rating M)

Some detailed stuff about Saint Seiya in no particular order

Partial Surplice Design analysis

Female Cloths that should not exist (and here’s why)

The problem of female Saints in SSAwakening

Legend of Sanctuary character design

Is Shoko a Mary Sue?

A sudden realization about Shun and Ikki vs Mitsumana Kido

Universe classification

What if Shun didn’t hold back?

SSAwakening Skins

Headcanons (mostly ask answers)

Some for Libra Dohko (there’s some romantic material here)

Bronze Saints favorite foods

Origins of the Bronze Saints (because Kido is not their father ok?)

Shun x Hyoga (beware, NSFW)

Siren Sorrento musical hedcanon

Honest Opinion links (if you’re using the app, click the individual names and the links should be fine; the collective links don’t work for some reason)

Gold Saints (classic) 

Aries Mu

Taurus Aldebaran

Gemini Saga

Cancer Deathmask

Leo Aiolia

Virgo Shaka

Libra Dohko

Scorpio Milo

Sagittarius Aiolos

Capricorn Shura

Aquarius Camus

Pisces Aphrodite

Silver Saints (classic)

Eagle Marin

Ophiuchus Shaina

Lizard Misty

Perseus Algol

Hound Asterion

Cepheus Albior

Centaurus Babel

Sagitta Ptolemy

Cerberus Dante

Whale Moses

Crow Jamian

Crystal Saint

Bronze Saints (classic)

Pegasus Seiya

Dragon Shiryu

Cygnus Hyoga

Andromeda Shun

Phoenix Ikki

Marina Generals

Sea Horse Baian

Scylla Io

Chrysaor Krishna

Lyumnades Caça

Kraken Isaac

Siren Sorrento

Sea Dragon Kanon

Deities (classic)

Athena (Saori Kido)

Poseidon (Julian Solo)

Eris

Abel

Lucifer

Gold Saints (The Lost Canvas)

Aries Shion

Taurus Rasgado

Cancer Manigoldo

Virgo Asmita

Libra Dohko

Scorpio Cardia

Sagittarius Sisyphus

Capricorn El Cid

Aquarius Degèl

Pisces Albafica

Everyone Else (The Lost Canvas) 

Pegasus Tenma

Unicorn Yato

Crane Yuzuriha

Sage

Hakurei

Athena (Sasha)

Specters + Deities (The Lost Canvas)

Hades (Alone)

Thanatos

Hypnos

Griffon Minos

Bennu Kagaho

Behemoth Violate

Nasu Veronica

Cait Sith Ceshire

Mandrake Fyodor

Deep Niobe

Dullahan Cube

Bat Wimber

Bronze + Silver Saints + Minor Characters (Hades Chapter)

Pegasus Seiya

Dragon Shiryu

Cygnus Hyoga

Andromeda Shun

Hades Shun

Phoenix Ikki

Secondary Bronze + Marin and Shaina

Lyra Orphée

Poseidon and Sorrento

Minor Characters

Gold Saints (Hades Chapter)

Aries Shion

Aries Mu

Taurus Aldebaran

Gemini Saga

Gemini Kanon

Cancer Deathmask

Leo Aiolia

Virgo Shaka

Libra Dohko

Scorpio Milo

Sagittarius Aiolos

Capricorn Shura

Aquarius Camus

Pisces Aphrodite

Specters (Hades Chapter)

Pandora (didn’t know where else to put her)

Wyvern Rhadamanthys

Griffon Minos

Garuda Aiacos

Balron Lune

Papillon Myu

Sphinx Pharaoh

Acheron Charon

Frog Zelos

Harpy Valentine

Worm Raimi

Deep Niobe

Minor Specters

Deities (Hades Chapter)

Athena

Thanatos

Hypnos

Hades

Gold Saints (Soul of Gold)

Aries Mu

Taurus Aldebaran

Gemini Saga

Cancer Deathmask

Leo Aiolia

Virgo Shaka

Libra Dohko

Scorpio Milo

Sagittarius Aiolos

Capricorn Shura

Aquarius Camus

Pisces Aphrodite

God Warriors (Soul of Gold)

Tanngrisnir Heracles

Nidhoggr Fafner

Gullinbursti Frodi

Hræsvelgr Baldr

Other links (to be completed)

Character Voices (Italian) - Bronze Saints

Pegasus Seiya - Ivo de Palma

Dragon Shiryu - Marco Balzarotti

Cygnus Hyoga - Luigi Rosa

Andromeda Shun - Andrea de Nisco

Phoenix Ikki - Tony Fuochi

Eagle Marin - Adriana Libretti

Ophiuchus Shaina - Jasmine Laurenti

[dryades-angeli]

Saint Seiya Questiongame

Let us play a little Questiongame. Remove my answers and puts yours under the questions. How did you get out/found to Saint Seiya? It was as my mother brought me an Saint Seiya-Game for my PS2. I was so badly in love with the story, the mythological Backgrounds, the graphic and the characters... As an fan of Mythologies, I was really hyped. Who´s your favorite character and why? My favourite Character is and stays Mu. He has my Zodiacsign, is soft/calm and I like his characterdesign. And I love his Attacks. They´re beautyful. <3 But I like Camus, Shaka und Kanon, too. Who´s your absolute hatecharacter and why? Pandora Heinstein. Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't she the only German in the Saint Seiya universe? First of all, I don't like that her stupid dog is called Adolf. As a German, you are directly associated with the Nazis again. And I am no Nazi. She had no problems letting other people die, just to be immortal and she has no problems torturing others (like Rhadamaynthys). And the vulture knows, why she helped Ikki. In Lost Canvas she is even more unsympathetic to me. Shippings you like and why you ship them? My faves are: 1. Rhadamanthys x Kanon: Both are Dragons and very strong. Rhada is serious and Kanon a more open character. They´d a very beautyful screentime together. Idk, I really like them together and it´s my confort ship. 2. Saga x Shaka: My first Saint Seiya fanfiction I´ve read, was about them as couple and I liked it. They´ve a chemistry together. Other Ships: Minos x Lune, Camus x Milo, Riegel x Mu, Kardia x Degel, Aspros x Albafica, Phoseidon x Defteros, Shura x Aolia, Deathmask x Aphrodite, Dohko x Shion, Ailia x Marin, Mila x Shaina, Seiya x Saori, Ikki x Shiryuu, Hyoga x Shun, Hades x Hypnos&Thanatos Shippings you don´t like/hate and why you dislike them? Hades/Alone and Rhadamanthys x Pandora. Both are characters I like and Pandora is the character I most dislike. Ship her with Ikki, that´s okay and makes a bit sense, but not with them. Shaka x Mu/Mu x Shaka: Because some fanarts had disturb me. And both are characters with a feminin touch. I am a person that loves having an dominant and an lesser dominant looking character in an couple. Aiolia x Shaka. Aiolia is to hotbloodet for the calm Virgo Saint. I don´t like to ship characters with bad temper to characters appearing cold. Rhadamanthys x Valentine: Eh, no. I don´t like it. Rhada belongs to Kanon. So, if I have my way. Geminiships: I don´t like shipping Brothers/Sisters and other family together. Saga x Aiolos: Saga was jealous of Aiolos and branded him as a traitor. Especially because the Saint died because of him, I don't think they're great as a couple. Other: Hades x Shun, Ikki x Shun, Saga x Saori, All Aphrodite Ships eccept with Deathmask, Kardia x Asmita Your favourite Scene? The End-Fightingscene bitween Kanon and Rhadamanthys and all scenes with Mu in it.^^ Your favoutite Attack: Crystal Wall If you could decide for witch god/goddess you fight, witch one you prefer and why? I would choose Athena, because she offered that what I would wish from a God/Goddess. She wants to lead humanity with love, hope and wisdom. If you could choose a Cloth. Witch you would prefer? The Aries Cloth or the Dolphin Cloth. Or Hades Cloth.

From witch country you´re? Germany. But luckily not Thüringen, rather Nordrine-Westphalia. Funfact, “Hein” means “Small Forest” and “Stein” “Stone”. But with Hein it can´t be meant “Freund Hein” witch is the personification of death. Your favorite season / sequel: Saint Seiya - Soul of Gold Tag friends who want to play the game too (It can be played by anyone): Sorry, but german fans are rare. I´ve nobody to tag.

[conspirartist]

They live rent free in my head and I love them for it.

[onthesandsofdreams]

The Medallion

Fandom: Saint Seiya - The Lost Canvas Pairing: Pisces Albafica/Virgo Asmita Summary: Asmita did not mentioned it, but he could feel Albafica fidgeting. He would wait for Albafica to say what it was that had him in such a state, one that was out of the ordinary for him. Words: 539 Notes: Nobility AU. Warnings: None Tagging: @flashfictionfridayofficial​

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Asmita did not mentioned it, but he could feel Albafica fidgeting. He would wait for Albafica to say what it was that had him in such a state, one that was out of the ordinary for him.

Albafica, he knew, was a calm man who seldom lost that natural serenity and good mood that he had, much less temper and the only time he had known him to be nervous was whenever something important was coming and Albafica wanted to do the best he could. One of the perks of being the heir to a dukedom had been his education, one that Lugonis had not spared any expense when it came to make of Albafica a man worthy of inheriting the title.

To his surprise, he did not wait long.

The following day, Albafica approached him after his morning meditation. He waited until Albafica cleared his throat, "Yes, Alba?"

"I have something for you, Asmita." Albafica said, coming closer until he could feel him standing next to where he sat in lotus position on the balcony floor. Another clearing of throat, "May I have your hand, please? When he offered it, he felt Albafica putting something in it. It didn't take him long to realize that it was medallion. "This is just a little something."

He took a moment to feel the surface, concentrating and seeing with his mind's eye the form take shape. It was a rose with a crown of thorns, the emblem of the the Alseis family stood on one side, the other had indentations he could not make sense of. He could feel his jaw drop a little, "Alba, I can't take this..."

A snort and the sudden movement and the sound of a body sitting down. "Yes, Asmita. You can."

"This is a symbol of your family."

"And it's nothing more than a mere relic." Albafica said firmly. "A simple medallion that is mine to give to whomever I wish to."

"And yet you give it to me. Why?"

A beat of silence, then, a sigh. "Because I want to give you something that expresses how much I care for you."

He blinked surprised, his unseeing eyes firmly planted on Albafica. He had not been expecting that. "I - I don't know what to say."

Albafica's hand took the one that held the medallion, "Asmita, I have to confess that you caught my eye the moment we met. And I have cherished getting to know you and now, here I stand struggling to confess that you now have my heart."

His mouth went dry and his heart beat so loud, he could barely hear anything else. He eyes burned with tears, but he did his best to not let them fall, the last thing he needed was to make Albafica think he was upset at this development. "...you have mine, also." He somehow managed to whisper.

Albafica's hand tightened around his. "Will you allow me to court you, Asmita."

"Yes," he said with no hesitation.

Much later, he would find that the medallion that had Albafica had given him was not a 'mere relic', but one of the oldest pieces of jewelry of the Alseis house, he had laughed and kissed Albafica when that happened.

[onthesandsofdreams]

6SS: Albafica x Asmita: Proposal

“Marry me.”

Asmita’s teacup trembles in his hands, shock written on his face as he listens to Albafica, “Huh?”

“I want to spend however long or short years I have with you. I love you and I don’t want to lose you, ever.”

Whatever doubts Asmita might have had, they disappear like mist under the sun, he places his cup on the table and reaches for Albafica’s hand, “I love you too, and yes, I will marry you.”

Albafica’s grip is strong, “Let’s be happy together, forever.”

[onthesandsofdreams]

6SS: Albafica x Asmita: Fun

“This was so much fun – let’s do it again!” Asmita said wit a wide grin.

Albafica grinned, glad that his boyfriend had had fun in the park, they had ridden all the rides, ignored the things Asmita couldn’t do and filled themselves with food, “I’m glad you had fun, I wasn’t sure how you’d like it.”

Asmita had not stopped grinning, his arm entwined with Albafica’s, “Thank you for bringing me, I truly enjoyed this day, I must say, I really did enjoyed the food!”

Albafica laughed, “That’s what junk food will do to you, not very good for the health, but oh so delicious.”

Asmita nodded, “Oh yes, but well, it’s not like we eat like that every day, though, perhaps we should incorporate a dish or two to our food choices, you know, as variety.”

“I’ll look for the recipes of the things you liked, and we’ll do that, I promise,” Albafica said and kissed Asmita’s temple.

“Thank you, love!”

[onthesandsofdreams]

6SS: Asmita x Albafica: Worry

Asmita wakes and stretches, but his whole body feels heavy and even clumsy, he had not realized he was that tired, “Albafica?” He asks loudly. “Yes, Asmita?” Albafica calls from the kitchen.

Asmita tosses the covers over, and lets his senses guide him back to Albafica’s small kitchen, he’s still learning the Pisces temple layout, and can’t help but bump into some things, “You slept long, are you feeling better?” Is the first thing that Albafica asks.

Yes, Asmita seems to be coming down with something, but he knows that Albafica is worried, “I am well, it’s the flu that seems to be going around, do not worry.”

“I’ll always worry, about you and your health,” and about killing you, Albafica doesn’t say.

Asmita smiles, “It’s the flue,” he says firmly, “and I know you worry, but I am fine and will be fine, but thank you for worrying, love you.”

“Love you too.”

[onthesandsofdreams]

A Friend to Love

Fandom: Saint Seiya - The Lost Canvas Pairing: Pisces Albafica x Virgo Asmita Rating: T Summary: Albafica stared in shock at Asmita. He shook his head, trying to clear it and make sure he had heard correctly. “What did you just said to me?” Asmita smiled and extended his hand. “I said, that I want you to hold my hand.” Words: 1485 Notes: Canon Divergence | Written for fictober-event prompt #11.- I told you so

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Albafica stared in shock at Asmita. He shook his head, trying to clear it and make sure he had heard correctly. “What did you just said to me?”

Asmita smiled and extended his hand. “I said, that I want you to hold my hand.”

Albafica was near panic, he knew, oh he knew that he should have never encouraged the Virgo Saint. But, even against his better judgment, he had welcomed his visits. Visits he had never expected, much less of the changes that they brought. Visits that changed his life, and brought a light to the darkness that had plagued him since Lugonis’ death.

It had started innocently enough, he’d been standing in the center of his rose garden, it was the anniversary of that faithful day. The day that Lugonis had passed and his grief was strong. Suddenly, he’d felt the presence of another of his fellow saints, turning to see who had entered his temple, he was surprised to see Asmita, dressed in a simple monk tunic he wore on occasions. He’d been standing near the roses.

“Virgo, what are you doing here? Do you wish to die, the roses will kill you.” He didn’t add ‘you fool’, because that would have been discourteous towards his fellow saint. “Leave, or at least keep going if you’re seeing Sage.”

Asmita had not moved, instead, he extended his hand and touched, very gently, a rose. “Your garden smells delightful. It must be a beauty to behold.”

Albafica hurried forward, ready to push Asmita away if needed be. But Asmita raised his hand, stopping his movements. “There is no need for you to worry Albafica,” he said, his voice gentle and friendly. “It is only my mind and consciousness that is here. My body is safely away in the Virgo temple.”

Albafica blinked, he’d never expected that at all! “Why are you here, then?”

Asmita gave him a kind smile. “Because I sensed your pain, your soul cried out in grief and I would be a poor friend indeed, if I were to ignore your suffering. So, I came. I understand your wish to keep everyone away, so I came in this way. In a way that you will not feel worry to hurt me at all.”

Albafica’s throat closed, and his eyes blurred with unshed tears and his heart beat loudly in his chest. His emotions getting the best of him, accepting Asmita’s presence in this, his garden of death. Even if he knew that he should send Asmita away, he couldn’t help the wave of gratitude that came over him. “Thank you,” he managed to sound normal. “You shouldn’t have bothered, I will be well. Just lost in memories.”

“Of the day you lost your father, I know.”

Of course Asmita, out of everyone in the Sanctuary would. Albafica couldn’t help the rueful smile, even if the other couldn’t see it. “It will pass, I am thankful for your presence, but there is no need for you to remain.”

“On the contrary my friend, I feel that you shouldn’t be alone today.”

Albafica hesitated, he craved companionship and friendship. He’d done his best to keep everyone away, but it didn’t change the fact that he was dangerous and didn’t want to hurt anyone. No one should die the horrid death he could bring. “Are you sure?”

“I am,” Asmita’s smile didn’t waver. “Why don’t you touch my fingers and see for yourself.” He offered his hand, without any semblance of fear.

Albafica approached Asmita as if he were a small animal that could be easily spooked, only when he was in reach, did he extend a shaky hand, it hoover over Asmita’s, fear and longing warring inside of him. Quickly he only touched the very tips of the fingers of Asmita’s hand. His hand went through them, as if touching air. He relaxed a bit. “You’re really not here.”

“Of course I am! But, unlike many, I can be in two places at the same time. Now, why don’t we talk? Tell me about Lugonis, by the way your grief speaks, I’d say that he was an excellent man whom I am saddened to never have met.”

It was only then that Albafica smiled, “Well, he was the very best…”

And so, an odd friendship began between the Virgo and Pisces saints, Asmita would visit twice a week and Albafica, came to look forward the visits. Day by day, their friendship grew and little by little and without the Piscean saint realizing it, it turned into something else. Something deeper. Friendship turned into love.

It was, of course, Asmita who once more, took the first step. “I think I am in love with you, Albafica.” He said with care, but without any fear. As if he were speaking of the anything else but love. But the Virgo saint knew how careful Albafica was, how badly he could react with people saying one thing and meaning another, so he spoke truly and without any guile. For him, it was easily done. For that’s what his heart was telling him, and both his heart and soul knew that it was the right thing to do.

Albafica had flounced for a bit. Opening his mouth and closing it, giving the unfortunate image of a landed fish. Out of everything, he had never expected this, his heart beat loudly in his chest and he could hear the blood rushing in his ears, feel the flush on his cheeks. But above all things, he felt calm, as he had never felt before. “I think,” his voice was barely above a whisper. “I think I love you too.”

Asmita’s smile could rival the sun in its radiance. “Well, this would be very unusual relationship, yes?”

Albafica smiled too, relief washing over him as Asmita kept his tone light, so he did his best to remain calm, “Well, we’re Saints, we don’t do normal, do we?” He attempted a joke, hopefully, Asmita would understand it.

Asmita did, for he chuckled. “No, I suppose not. But I am glad.”

And so, the visits grew more frequent.

Until today.

“No.” Albafica’s voice was firm as he backed away from Asmita. “You are completely out of your mind. I will not hold your hand, or touch you at all. I could kill you.”

Asmita didn’t seemed disturbed at all, his hand still extended forward, but he remained in place, knowing that Albafica would hopefully come forward. “And I have told you, that you won’t. It is your blood that is the poison, not your skin dearest Albafica.”

Albafica shook his head. “I don’t want to hurt you.” His voice was breaking. “I don’t want to kill you. Not like I killed Lugonis.”

“You won’t.” Asmita’s voice was firm. “Trust me.”

Albafica’s emotions and logic warred inside of him. He wanted to hold Asmita’s hand, dearly so. He wanted to envelop him in a hug and kiss him. To be the partner he should be, but his fear, that constant companion of his since Lugonis’ death told him to stay put, to not do something that would bring him further pain and suffer any more losses by his hand. And his heart, oh that traitor, was aching. It told him to go ahead and take Asmita’s words for true and hold his hand.

Much to his surprise, his heart won out. Albafica took a tentative step forward, then another until he was standing near Asmita. He looked at the offered hand and extended his, letting it hoover above – so much like that first visit of theirs – Asmita’s. Then, with his heart beating loudly, he touched Asmitas fingertips with his own. Asmita smiled, letting him see that all was well. Neither of them move for a minute. Albafica looked at Asmita for any sign of pain and death, he didn’t found it. Asmita’s smile didn’t falter, he didn’t cry out in pain. Nothing.

“See, all is well.”

“So I see,” Albafica managed, then, on impulse, took Asmita’s whole hand in his and curled his fingers around it. “How can this be?”

“Because as I said, your blood is the poison. Not your skin beloved.”

Albafica released a choked sob, and Asmita wrapped his arms around him gently, as if trying not to spook him. Albafica wept in Asmita’s shoulder, his heart lighter that it’d ever been. Asmita held him, until he could cry no more. It was only then, that Asmita pressed a soft kiss to his cheek. And then, he whispered against his ear, “I told you so.”

Albafica snorted. “Don’t get arrogant, love, doesn’t suit you.”

Asmita laughed. “Perhaps it doesn’t, but I was still right.”

“That you were,” Albafica agreed. “Well, how about a cup of tea?”

“Of roses?”

“With honey.”

“Sounds lovely. Lead on.”

And hand in hand, they made their way towards Albafica’s small kitchen. Love conquers all, after all.

[onthesandsofdreams]

6SS: Albafica/Asmita: Engagemnet

“Asmita, are you sure that you wish to go forward with this engagement?”

Asmita turned towards Albafica, nodded once and smiled, “I do, you’re the only person I trust not to usurp my power.”

Albafica nodded, even if Asmita couldn’t see it, “I understand, then know, that I will do my best to be whatever is that you need, whatever support I can give, you will have it, always.”

Asmita smiled, “I know, that’s why I agreed with the engagement, of all the candidates, I knew you would be the best to be my consort and even if we do not grow to love one another, I hope to find a good friend in you.”

“I will be your friend,” Albafica agreed, “I do not know if love will come, but friendship and respect and support you will always get from me.”

“Thank you, Albafica,” Asmita said, and while he hoped that his crush would eventually love him back, if a respectful friendship was all he could get, well, other marriages started with less.

[onthesandsofdreams]

Té de Rosas

Fandom: Saint Seiya - The Lost Canvas Pairing: Albafica/Asmita Rating: G Summary: “Asmita, las flores del jardín pueden matarte. El aroma es tóxico, sigue aspirándolo y morirás. Así que, sigue tu camino.” Asmita volteó hacia donde se encontraba Albafica, “Lo sé, pero admito que mi curiosidad me ha ganado por el momento. Me gustaría poder tocarlas, para verlas.” Words: 1007 Notes: Canon Divergence.

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No era frecuente que Asmita ascendiera al Templo del Patriarca, pero el día de hoy había sido una de esas raras ocasiones. Se había entretenido ahí hablando con Sage por varias horas, hasta que al final, recibió el permiso de regresar a su templo.

Era una tarde de otoño y un viento soplaba sobre el Santuario, mientras descendía las escaleras, Asmita inhaló el aire fresco y sonrió. El aire estaba perfumado con las rosas de Albafica. Le gustaba ese aroma, se le antojaba un aroma elegante y algo sensual. Y entre más se acercaba a la salida del templo de Piscis el aroma se hacía más profundo.

Cuando llegó a la parte donde empezaba el jardín, Asmita se permitió un momento para respirar el perfume. Por respeto a los deseos de Albafica, no extendió su mano para tocar las flores, aún cuando su curiosidad lo demandaba. Era un antojo de niños, esa curiosidad ante lo desconocido, pues esas flores eran lo único que no podía tocar para darse una idea como eran.

Siguió caminando, pero al llegar a la entrada del tempo, Asmita se detuvo, algún instinto lo hizo dudar y detenerse. Y él sabía que cuando el instinto llama, hay que escucharlo. En vez de adentrase en el templo, se quedó en la salida, como si estuviese observando las flores menarse al aire.

No tardó mucho en sentir la presencia de su guardián.

“¿Asmita, que haces aquí?” La voz de Albafica no lo alteró, ya que la estaba esperando.

“Observando y no,” fue su respuesta. “Regresando de hablar con Sage, pero el aroma de tu jardín me detuvo.”

Albafica arqueó una ceja. “Asmita, las flores del jardín pueden matarte. El aroma es tóxico, sigue aspirándolo y morirás. Así que, sigue tu camino.”

Asmita volteó hacia donde se encontraba Albafica, “Lo sé, pero admito que mi curiosidad me ha ganado por el momento. Me gustaría poder tocarlas, para verlas.”

Albafica dudó, él sabía muy bien que debería alejarse de Asmita, también de alejarlo del jardín. Debería hacerlo seguir su camino, debería sacarlo de su templo, de alejarlo de su persona. Pero había una parte muy pequeña de él, que quería compañía aunque fuese por unos momentos más. La soledad auto impuesta era difícil en ocasiones y hoy era uno de esos días. “Ven conmigo,” el deseo de compañía le ganó al buen juicio. “Te puedo mostrar una que no tiene veneno.”

La sonrisa de Asmita fue radiante. “Te lo agradecería mucho, Albafica.” No dijo más y siguió con calma al guardián de Piscis.

Albafica lo guió hasta la entrada de su templo, solo ahí se detuvo y trató de mantener una distancia prudente. La duda volvió, todo su buen juicio le estaba gritando que se alejara, que enviara a Asmita de vuelta a su templo. Pero le había dicho que le mostraría una rosa, así que honoraría su palabra. Suspiró y creó una rosa blanca. “Extiende la mano por favor, esta rosa es parte de mi arsenal, mantenla lejos de tu cuerpo y ten cuidado con las espinas.”

“Tendré cuidado,” Asmita extendió la mano y sintió la flor un momento después. La movió en sus manos, sintiendo los suaves pétalos y el tallo, teniendo cuidado de no cortarse con las espinas. “Es hermosa.”

“Y letal,” Albafica no puedo evitar que las palabras se le salieran de la boca. “Discúlpame. Es la costumbre.”

Asmita le sonrió, “No hay nada que disculpar, tú lo haz dicho, es parte de tu arsenal. Y el propósito de ellas es ser letales.” Diciendo eso, inclinó un poco la cabeza. “Crees que se podría hacer un té con rosas?”

Albafica parpadeó sorprendido. “Sí. Lugonis – mi maestro – me decía que se puede hacer té de rosas, siempre y cuando no fuesen nuestras rosas. Pero supongo, que si consigues rosas en el pueblo y les remueves los pétalos, podrías hacerte un té con ellos sin riesgo alguno.”

“Tal vez algún día me acompañarías con ese té,” Asmita le dijo sonriendo suavemente. Después extendió la mano, ofreciendo la rosa de vuelta. “Gracias por mostrame tus rosas.”

Albafica no tomó de vuelta la rosa, pero con mucho cuidado apenas tocó los dedos de Asmita y siendo consciente de las espinas, le devolvió la rosa. “Tal vez. Quédate con esa rosa, no te hará daño alguno. No al menos que sea yo quien la use contra tuya, pero no hay razón para hacerlo. Ponla en agua, durará más que una rosa normal.”

Asmita no movió su mano, tampoco lo hizo Albafica. “Gracias Albafica, haré lo que dices y cuidaré de ella. Por ahora, que tengas un lindo día, me retiro.” Diciendo esto, inclinó la cabeza y le ofreció una ultima sonrisa al guardián de Piscis antes de seguir su camino de vuelta al templo de Virgo.

Albafica se mantuvo erguido, viendolo partir, y si sintió la ausencia de la mano de Asmita, no lo dijo. Solo cuando Asmita había desaparecido adentro del templo de Acuario sacudió la cabeza y murmuró para sí mismo, “Eres un idiota. Y un sentimental. Ya debería estar acostumbrado a estar solo, sigue así y alguien va a morir por tu culpa.”

En camino al templo de Virgo, a Asmita le daba vueltas la cabeza. Esa rosa que llevaba en la mano era prueba, aunque fuese una muy pequeña, que Albafica no era frío y sin corazón. Si bien, era cierto que sabía que Albafica no vendría a su templo por té el día siguiente, la esperanza lo hizo desear que tal vez, Albafica lo visitaría, otro día. Así que volvió la cabeza hacia el templo de Piscis, “Aquí estaré Albafica, y si algún día deseas una taza de té – quien sabe, tal vez sí sea de rosas –, será un honor tener tu compañía.”

Si esa noche, dos guardianes del Zodiaco soñaron con las flores opuestas a las que los representaban, nadie lo supo, por que hay secretos que guarda el corazón y son atesorados y cuidados con cariño que los guarda en lo más profundo de sí.

Por que la esperanza nunca muere.

[onthesandsofdreams]

6SS: Asmita x Albafica: Visit

“Asmita… is it really you?” Albafica said as he watched the other Saint approach, “or is it one of your illusions?”

Asmita simply smiled gently, “It’s me,” he said and then sat on the floor at a respectful distance, knowing how the Piscean Saint was about keeping distance, “I wanted to pay you a visit in the flesh.”

Albafica was grateful that Asmita could not see his blush, “Ah, there is no need, you’re risking much by coming here… the flowers, the poison…” he let his voice trail off.

Asmita shook his head, “I know, but our conversations have been quite lively, and I’m keeping a safe distance, so why should I not come and visit someone dear to me?”

If anything, Albafica’s blush intensified, “I – I,” he stumbled over his words, “I’m grateful, and if it mean anything to you, if I think it safe, I would hug you.”

“It would mean the world to me,” Asmita responded softly, “and I have a feeling, that it would mean the world to you also, but I know we can, so let us sit together and simply be.”

[onthesandsofdreams]

6SS: Asmita x Albafica: Vegas Wedding

Albafica woke with a groan, he opened his eyes and immediately he closed them, the sun was too bright and his head was pounding, never again would he drink in such an irresponsible way, he swore to himself, and then he felt something on his left ring finger.

He nearly panicked, he was about to bolt out the bed when, “Are you awake, Albafica?” Asmita’s ever calm voice called.

“I am,” he managed to say, “Uh, we have a problem, it seems that… we got married last night.”

Asmita twisted and patted around, trying to find him, he extended hi hand, and took Asmita’s left, “Yes, I noticed when I woke up, it could have been worst, I could think of worst things than to be married to you.”

“Are you not upset?” He asked, sure, they were in a relationship, but they had not discussed marriage yet, “I mean, we basically eloped.”

Asmita chuckled quietly, “No, now kiss me husband and let’s enjoy our time off.”

[onthesandsofdreams]

6SS: Albafica x Asmita: Bedrest

Albafica threw the covers off with care, he moved slowly to the edge of the bed, then, with utmost care, he sat and paddled out the bed and the room; he would normally wouldn’t resort to sneak out, but Asmita had kept him in bed thanks to the fever he felt.

Albafica was feeling better, much better thanks to Asmita’s tender care, but his partner still wanted him to rest and well, Albafica was craving some ice cream, so he headed to their kitchen in silence.

Albafica opened the freezer, when, “What are you doing out of bed?” Asmita called from behind him.

Albafica’s shoulders slumped, “Getting some ice cream, I thought you were asleep, did I wake you?”

“Afraid so, felt you get up, thought you were going to use the bathroom; you know, if you wanted anything, you could have asked, right?”

Albafica turned and smiled at Asmita, even if the other man couldn’t see it, “Yes, but I didn’t want to wake you, you also need rest love.”

Asmita smiled, “You more than me, so grab a plate and come back to bed, that’s an order.”