betweenrealities | [Fic][Saint Seiya] The Mundane Life of an Underworld Lord

Title: The Mundane Life of an Underworld Lord
Fandom: Animanga – Saint Seiya
Summary: Shun sometimes wonders if this is a good idea, after all. [Set before 'Taking What is Ours'.]
Warning: AU. Utter crack, randomness that I called a plot and OOC-ness.
A/N: This is something totally random coming from me. I never wrote anything crack-ish for this fandom, so here goes. Can be seen as some sort of an interlude.
Disclaimer: Not. Mine. Happy now?

Rhadamanthys loves his Lord.

So what if his new Lord is only a 14-year-old boy, who was once his sworn enemy? He loves him the boy still.

So, imagine his fear when the moment he enters the throne room the first thing he sees is his Lord clutching his head in his hands, as if in pain.

"My Lord?"

Shun is starting to love the group of people around him.

Granted, not all of them look like people in the first place and had tried to kill him. He still loves them nonetheless.

So, he wonders if what is happening right now is some sort of a punishment for defying his fate.

He closes his eyes, thinking of what has recently happened, eyebrow scrunching. Only to open his eyes again when he hears a loud shout from the door.

"… Rhadamanthys?"

The next thing Shun realises is that Rhadamanthys is carrying him bridal-style out of the throne room, all the while mumbling unintelligible words to himself. It annoys him.

"Rhadamanthys, stop it. I'm having a headache."

Sadly that does not stop the older man. Instead, his voice grows louder. But at least now Shun understands the words.

"—For this to happen, where the hell are the guards? How dare they left the Lord alone and unattended? Those useless bastards, I blinked my eyes for just a second, and they think they can slack off because you have been kind to them. What are going to be their excuses, now that you have been attacked-"

'Attacked?' Shun struggles in Rhadamanthys' arms, causing the Judge to stop walking. "What are you talking about, Rhadamanthys? I was not attacked! No one was!"

"Eh?" Rhadamanthys stops moving completely, and looks at him with a puzzled expression. "But you looked like you were in pain just now."

"I was just thinking! And I got a headache too, so-"

"Lord Shun!"

Both of them turn around to see three lower-class Spectres running towards them, whose faces turn visibly paler the moment they recognise the man holding Shun.

"L-Lord Rhadamanthys…"

Instantly, the Wyvern recognises them. "Aren't you the ones that I have ordered to guard the throne room today?"

Shun notices the intense rage in his Judge's eyes and puts his hand on his shoulder. "Rhadamanthys, listen to them first. It was not as bad as you thought it was." And with a stern look, he tells him to put him down.

Rhadamanthys puts his Lord slowly, still believing that the youth is in pain, before turning his attention to the frozen men before him. "So?"

Quickly, the three bow low, and one of them squeaks, "We are truly sorry for our behaviour, my Lord. You have given us opportunities, yet we have spoiled it. There's no way for us to be forgiven but to accept any punishment you're giving us."

Shun sighs. It is obvious that Rhadamanthys is confused by the confession.

He waves his hand dismissively. "It's nothing. You're not the first ones to do it, anyway." He ignores a gasp from the man beside him. "I have a headache, so it does not help either. You are dismissed for now, and I'll talk with all the guards later."

Still bowing profusely, the three quickly leave when the Judge glares at them. Finally, when the footsteps recede completely, he turns to his Lord.

"What just happened?"

Shun shakes his head, signalling that it is just a small matter. But when Rhadamanthys gives him a concerned look, he sighs again and explains.

"You have assigned guards for the throne room, right? Three of them at one time, with two of them by the door and one at the bottom of the steps at the throne whenever one of you Judges is around." A nod. "When there is no Judge, the one at the steps will stand beside me at the throne, right?" Another nod. "They were fighting about that."

Silence. "… Come again, my Lord?"

"They were arguing who should have the honour of standing beside me when one of you is not around. It is always like this and I usually don't mind, as long as they don't hurt each other. But today I had a headache, and today of all days, they were arguing in the throne room and in front of me. So I shouted at them to get out of the throne room."

There is more silence. Shun rubs his forehead, feeling the headache coming again. Rhadamanthys stays silent, looking at the boy with a horrified expression.

Shun is about to continue, when the Spectre suddenly grasps his shoulders tightly. "Rhadamanthys?"

"To make you scream, how could they? You have been kind to them and this is how they repay you. They don't even notice you hade a headache!"

'You did not notice it too…' Shun thought, but decides not to say it out loud. "I'm fine now, though."

"No, it's not! How can they be the guards when they can't do their job properly! And to think that I am the one who selected them! I apologise for my mistake…"

"Rhadamanthys…" 'Another headache is coming…'

"I'm willing to take any punishment!"

"Rhada-"

"WYVERN RHADAMANTHYS!"

"What are you doing to Lord Shun?"

Aiacos and Minos are walking towards them, faces furious (and curious) as to what happened between the two.

Minutes later, Shun retreats after watching his Judges arguing over trivial things. He is planning of going back to the throne room, but changes his mind and heads towards his bedroom instead.

He needs to sleep this over.

Shun loves the people around him. He really does. He just wishes they can shut up once in a while.

A/N: … Opinions? Yes, I intentionally made them act like this. I'm evil that way, and because last chapter was so serious I decided to do something lighter, even if it's making them OOC. I apologise for any mental damage that this might have caused.