On one Condition
aka: WHO'S GOT MORE WITS NOW?
Under the moonlight, the droplets of water streaked down her face. She sighed with closed eyes and once more felt the rejuvenating sensation trickling her cheeks as the water splashed from her cupped palms. After another day of attending her city-state there's nothing more refreshing than a drink from the holy fountains. The soft breeze played through her dark flowing almond locks of hair, and she let herself take in a few inhales before dipping her fingers once more on the crystalline waters which reflected the glorious allurement of Selene.
Athena's muscles suddenly jumped at the touch of his cold fingertips. She turned and fiercely hissed at Ares like a trapped lioness.
"Hey, whoa whoa… It's me, cool down kitty…" Ares laced her down with a surprised face, but he had always loved to startle her only to see that ravishing ferocious look. It was that feature he knew Athena can only perform, and it heated the poison on his nerves seeing the transformation of a calm goddess into her bloodthirsty side.
Athena nearly embossed a palm on his face, but she wisely restrained herself by shooting him the sharp bloody glare, unknowledgeable how the other was completely aroused at her every brutish move.
"I told you, Ares, never to do that to me," she stood, every inch of a war goddess feature appareled her, and decided to withdraw from shaping a conversation with the most unintelligent knucklehead on Olympus. She strode past him, charging a push from her shoulder to his, making him lose a fraction of balance. None the less, he took in her scent, and once more the malicious thrill provoked him to take a step towards her.
Athena reentered the woods towards the path she trod through when she reached the fountain, and the agitation heated when she heard the volume of footsteps following her. She paced faster to lose him, but it seemed that he was smarter than a shadow which almost overtook her.
"Leave me alone!" She spoke with gritted teeth, passing through the crisscrossing twigs along the way. Ares didn't reward the way she shooed him, as irritating as he is, he pretended not to hear a single word the lips he wanted very much to consume.
"Know what! I don't" –dodge a branch—"understand why on great Zeus' fat wrinkled balls you don't want to talk to me!"
The last thing he knew he faced the tip of her spear between his eyes. She showed more veracity this time, and he can almost see her grey eyes turn into snake slits.
"Don't you dare talk about our father that way!"
"You want to talk about my balls then—"
"GO TO HADES!"
She trembled with such anger and her nails dug through her palms. It took a while for her to regain composure. She stepped around, cooling the cinders exploding inside her head, absolutely reaching the point of vaporizing the god that had always annoyed her to the bones. Pouring herself with calmness by breathing deeply, she faced him once more.
"Ares, please, do me a favor and promise…"
Ares took a while to digest her words after finding himself staring at her breasts. Athena threw him an acrid look, and he averted his gaze so as not to be tempted to force her right then and now. He twisted his lips and raised both eyebrows to let her know he is listening. She sighed and spoke in a manner which she knew would work.
"Ares, you are a complete distraction for me. Will you please, I beg of you, stop those crazy little charms and move on with the other thousand women at your feet. Oh you would make me happy if you would stay away from me,"
The sound of cicadas stuck on trees increased the same boring noise as silence danced between them. Ares sighed back, utterly disappointed at the request, but managed to recompose his state with an idea which he knew will twist Athena's world.
"I will stay away from you on only one condition,"
Athena laughed softly, rather amused at the challenge of a god she had always considered a worthless buffoon. She knew he wouldn't make a deal so hard, and that she can give accomplish it before a second passes. She agreed, respecting the fact that everything should be asked with a proper exchange. The basic law of alchemy, but there was no definite chemistry running through her mind.
"Anything," Athena rolled her eyes and swore she hoped to die in case she broke the deal.
Ares smiled playfully as he made the final closing:
"I'll do as you wish and ignore you in exchange of your love. So you get to choose only one among these: let me follow you till the end of your oh-so-perfect life or you get to do the same for me. Choose."
A/N: I can't believe what Ranma 1/2 does to my brain xD
So who's wittier now eh? XD
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