When In A Godly presence.
Prologue.
Naruto twisted and turned in his elaborate sleeping quarters, it was late and yet sleep refused to claim him. With a groan he threw off the covers and stood, no use wasting a perfectly good night, and maybe some nymphs were still awake. He pulled on his golden stitched chiton, pushed the thick dark purple curtain that posed as a door to his home aside and walked out. The air was chilly, but that was to be expected at this altitude. One of the downsides to living on a mountain. Artemis, the moon goddess stood high this evening and her cold beams gave the grand buildings atop mount Olympus a magical glow.
He sighed while looking up, he'd always hoped he would one day be accepted into the family of deities; however, being a bastard seemed to mean he would have no such right. As son of Ares, the god of war and Aphrodite, goddess of love, he found himself pretty much the perfect balance between both. Zeus decided he wasn't, though, and his mother's husband, the smith god, would never accept him into his home. And thusly he was stuck here, in one of the lower layers of the mountain. Not that he really minded though, it was pretty nice here, and he was closer to the air nymphs here… maybe he could get some action tonight after all. He had his classes tomorrow, but with his talent for archery and manipulating the elements it wouldn't hurt his standing to miss a few lectures.
He was thankful to his parents though, had they been anyone else he wouldn't be the way he was. Women, human and other alike, loved his mix of danger and romance; he could love like no other, and at the same time he could be the cold blooded killer whose instincts were in his blood. With his inherited golden hair and uniquely piercing sapphire eyes he could ensnare anyone he preyed on, and he never left them unsatisfied. Grinning to himself he left the small village and started down the sloping stone path to the lower waterfalls, there were sure to be some lovely nymphs there. Lost in his own thoughts he didn't notice the shrouded presence passing in the opposite direction until he passed them.
He was dressed in nothing but a thin black veil, floating around him even though there was no wind present. His skin was a pale as the moon and his hair as black as the night. The small floating lights along the path lit up his face and Naruto gasped, he seemed chiselled from marble. No one could be this beautiful, not even his mother was, and she was the goddess of beauty for crying out loud! He couldn't lift his feet and stood rooted to the ground. The other didn't move either, only looked at the blonde. His eyes were darker than humanly or even godly possible, and those endless pools of onyx had locked on his own eyes. Suddenly the vibrant blue wasn't so bright anymore.
The pale beauty lifted a perfect hand and softly grabbed his chin and tilted his head up. He let out a deep chuckle and spoke in a voice so silky smooth it must be a carnal sin to even desire him to speak. "It is late my child; you ought not play around at this time. Who knows what dangers you might encounter?" the soft pink lips, the only part of him that seemed to have any colour, formed an equally soft smile. And with that he was gone.
Confused, Naruto frantically looked around for the form shrouded in darkness, but found no trace of him. He'd disappeared with the wind it seemed. But the only ones that could do that were… "Gods…" the word left his lips as a whisper. Besides his mother for the first few years of his life he'd never witnessed an actual God before, the experience left him… unnerved. It took some time but he was finally able the drag himself back to his home, where he fell to his bed exhausted. The incredible power that had hung around the god was nothing short of incredible; he could still feel it tingling on his skin.
This was something else altogether, not even his mother had that kind of power. The kind that simply couldn't be contained within ones person and oozed out of every pore, flooding the senses of everyone that happened to be around. Hypnos, the god of sleep took mercy upon him and allowed him to drift away. But even then those eyes bore into his soul, haunting him all night.
When he woke he was groggy and cranky. He hadn't had any rest and, frankly, felt disgusted by himself. Hallway through the night he'd woken again, this time plagued by desire. All he could think was how it would feel to have that silky skin against his, to have that power wrapped round him and those lips shaping around his name. And he knew there was only one way to get over it. He had to figure out who he was where he could be found, and then actually find him. And maybe then the rejection would cure him… or else the submission he hoped for would. The want was too strong to ignore or deny, and no one else would be able to sate it, this he knew for sure.
So, Naruto Uzumaki, the demigod, had some investigating to do.