He is the son of Hades and she is the Oracle of Apollo—so how would it work out? The problem is—it does. And it goes against all the rules in the book.

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sun of many worlds

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He sometimes compares her to the sun itself—fierce and flaming, with her red hair and vivid eyes, and a temper to match. So it would make sense, really, that he—the boy in the shadows—would hate her very existence, and that she would hate him with an equal passion.

What absolutely-positively-utterly doesn't make sense is how they really feel towards each other.

Because they're perpendicular—intersecting in the strangest places and complete opposites—he runs one way and she runs another. And the four year difference doesn't matter—although she uses the insult as often as possible just to get a rise out of him—because they're kindamaybesortainlove(?), damnit!

And Apollo and Hades wouldn't approve if they knew—but they don't, so the two get away with it, until someone finds out and then it'll be goodbye, romance.

But it's nice, for now, that they can sneak around without worrying about ultra-powerful gods who have death woven into their very clothes and spout haikus like nobody's business, though the occasional thought of 'what if she isn't over him what if this is all just a lie' and 'the son of Hades isn't supposed to love so couldn't this all just be fake?' will flash through a mind every once in a while, but those thoughts aren't pleasant and so they are banished, time and time again.

He sometimes compares her to the sun itself—she is the light to his world.

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fin.