Good Enough

Summary: How the story of Percy Jackson would change if he was a girl and the reincarnation of a kunoichi who was killed by her best friend and brother? What if she still had all her memories, abilities and the demon fox stuck in her gut? FemNaru.

Just a warning: FemNaru, FemNaru-is-Percy, Reincarnation

: I know Naru/Aria is a bit OOC… But think like this: Narumi/Aria grew up in a different way from CannonNaruto. So she has different goals, a different way to see the world and different techniques. And I think that if CannonNaruto had been a girl, he would have had a different personality…

I don't own Percy Jackson or Naruto, Rick Riordan and Masashi Kishimoto does!

Book 1: Aria Jackson and the Lightning Thief

The Fates

Aria life after her little encounter with the hag that was Mrs. Dodds had been completely normal and boring, so boring that she decided to see if someone remembered Mrs. Dodds. But every time she asked something about the old hag, people would look at her like she was crazy. To Aria annoyance, it was the same look anyone would give her back in Konoha when was eating at Ichiraku, though she never found out what the problem was, members of the Akimichi Clan always ate more than her, in fact, she never went to 36 bowl of ramen and the clan heir record had been of 40 bowls.

Since her efforts were useless, Aria decided to focus on one person she knew to have the answers she needed.

Grover Underwood.

Her friend always hesitated before denying that he knew the old hag and the guy was a terrible liar. Really, she needed to teach him how to lie. She couldn't lie to her mother, and Aria doubted that she could lie to her father, but other people? It was easy.

Anyway, besides everyone having forgotten about Mrs. Dodds, the strange storm continued and to make things worse, the biggest tornado ever seen in the Hudson Valley touched down only fifty miles from Yancy Academy, which made her almost hide beneath her bed for the rest of the week. That day, she just stayed there; praying for her any deity that came to her mind so they could stop her father and Uncle from killing each other or killing her in the process. That and because of Sasuke's Chidori, she started to have an extreme phobia of lighting and the only reason she didn't have an attack of panic was because Kurama always controlled her body before her mind registered that there was lighting or thunder nearby.

The thought that her father and Uncle won't stop fighting was starting to make Aria cranky and irritable most of the time (One: Because, again, she didn't like lighting, and two: They were family, why they would fight to the point that it was affecting the mortal world? Did all their fights do it?). While her mod was changing, and not for the best, her grades were still the same because of Kurama, but she started to fight more and more with Nancy Bobofit and her sidekicks (it was more a one sided fight were Nancy tried to make her do something tragic and the girl and her friends always ended in the infirmary because of her powers, last time, she glared at Nancy with so much hate that the ginger haired girl started to cough blood and looked like she couldn't breathe. Aria still didn't find out what happened).

At first, she thought things couldn't get worse, but Aria ended jinxing herself and the result was her getting in trouble for calling her English teacher an old perverted sot, she had used the same definition to insult Jiraya back in Konoha (though she still didn't know what it meant), and the Headmaster sent her mother a letter to her mother telling her that Aria wouldn't going to Yancy in the next year (not that the girl even cared for it, Kurama was thinking about what he would make her do so she could be expelled).

Good thing she wasn't coming back. Maybe she could convince her mother of allowing her stay at home and be home-schooled again?

Don't you have an exam to study for? Aria groaned as she heard the fox say it.

Do I have to?

Kurama snorted.

Not that I care, Kit, but your mother won't like it if your grades aren't good. Aria winced but nodded.

She didn't want to disappoint her mother so it would be better if she studied. With this thought, Aria decided to try and study a little, but it didn't matter how many times she tried to read, she couldn't concentrate. And this time, Kurama wasn't helping her because he decided to go to sleep so she couldn't ask him to clear her mind and help her memorise what she needed.

How I will reme – Aria made a pause and blinked slowly before her jaw dropped and she facepalmed. She should have thought about it before. Maybe this was the reason Kurama wasn't trying to help her study, he knew she could use her Shadow Clones to do it for her. Bless the soul of the Nidaime Hokage that created this ingenuous technique!

Aria grinned and created three clones, one to explore the school and see if it could find any information about Mrs. Dodds (She won't give up till she has one good information about that woman. Kurama said that she would be back, and Aria believed him, so because of it, she needed to know more about her enemy). The other two clones received the job of studing while she took a nap. Maybe she could even visit Kurama in her mindscape? He always had some interesting stories to tell.

Don't even think about it.

Aria pouted.

Kurama was so mean to her.

00

While the original Aria stayed in her run, her clone – who was dubbed Cloria (It wasn't a creative name mind you, but she didn't know what else to call the clone) – was walking downstairs to the faculty officers (It was the best place to start her investigation about Mrs. Dodds, the clone thought). Most of the offices were dark and empty, but to her suspicious, Mr. Brunner's door was ajar, and the light from his widow stretching across the hallway floor.

The clone nodded to herself, approaching the officer but before she could move, she heard two very familiar voices coming there. Mr. Brunner, who was asking a question, that she couldn't understand even if she was trying her best to, and Grover, who answered the question.

The clone narrowed her eyes in concentration as she tried to hear, but to her irritation, she could just heard part of it.

"…worried about Aria, sir."

The clone raised an eyebrow before taking a deep breath and making a few hands signs. The jutsu she was using was an Uzumaki creation; it made the user completely invisible. The problem with this technique was that since she didn't have completely control over it, anyone could hear her. So she tried to stay quiet as possible.

"…alone this summer," Grover said. "I mean, a Kindly One in the school! Now that we know for sure, and they know too…"

Kindly One…? Cloria narrowed her eyes before groaning. Weren't they servants of her Uncle Hades or something? Had she insulted the man with her reincarnation and now he wanted her death? Was reincarnation even forbidden in this world?

She was almost crying in fear and sadness, thinking about what she could have done to her Uncle and how she didn't want a member of her knew family to hate her, when the clone remembered what more Grover had said. Wait… Who is the "they"? Who knows about what?

"We would only make matters worse by rushing her," This time Mr. Brunner had been the one to talk. "We need her to mature more."

Mature more? She snorted. She was a reincarnated kunoichi, a trained killer with a giant nine-tailed fox sealed in her gut, and Mr. Brunner wanted her to mature more than that? But is not like he knows that…

"But she may not have time. The summer solstice deadline –" Now this made her pale.

A deadline? Now there was a deadline involved? She hated deadlines!

Cloria whimpered as she placed her face in her hands while a depressed cloud formed above her head in a dramatic manner.

I'm starting to think that I'm cursed…

"Will have to be resolved without her, Gorver. Let her enjoy her ignorance while she can."

Now this made her rise her head as the cloud disappeared and a murderous look formed in her face.

Enjoy my ignorance? Cloria snorted. Ha! Tell that to someone that hadn't seen her older brother figure kill his whole family or fought in a civil war!

"Sir, she saw her…"

"Her imagination," Mr. Brunner insisted. "The Mist over the students and staff will enough to convince them of that."

And the mystery is solved! The clone grinned as she rubbed her hands together.

This Mist thing must be some type of Genjustsu that was manipulating everyone to forget about Mrs. Dodds. The only thing that was incommoding her now was that she had always been terrible with illusions and they always affected her, so how it wasn't happening now? Was it even an illusion?

"Sir, I… I can't fail in my duties again." Grover's voice was choked with emotion. "You know what that would mean."

"You haven't failed, Grover," Mr. Brunner told her friend with a tone that remained her mother when tried to comfort her about something. "I should have seen her for what she was. Now let's just worry about keeping Aria alive until next fall –"

The clone cursed in Japanese, but like that time in the museum, she hadn't meant to be so loud. Her eyes widened in panic and surprise as she noted that everything fell silent. Turning around, she ran away so she couldn't be so close to the officers when she dispelled so the information could be sent to the original Aria. But before she made the hand seal to do it, the clone saw something larger than Mr. Brunner come out of the room.

Curious, she didn't move, nor did she breathe, the clone stayed there hearing a slow clop-clop-clop. Like muffled wood blocks, then a sound like an animal snuffling right outside the door. A large, dark shape paused in front of the glass, and the moved on.

Cloria stared at the glass as her jaw dropped and her mind tried to understand what was going on there.

A-A horse… What the hell? But Mr. Brunner is the only one that – She facepalmed. How hadn't she thought about it before? Mr. Brunner is a centaur!

With her hands frozen in the hand seal that would make her disappear, Cloria inclined her head a little and concentered chakra in her ears so she could hear anything.

"Nothing…" Mr. Brunner said with a tone that made it clear that he wasn't very happy with it. "My nerves haven't been right since the winter solstice."

Cloria sighed. Again with this winter solstice?

"Mine neither." Grover said. "But I could have sworn…"

"Go back to the dorm." Mr. Brunner told him. "You've got a long day of exams tomorrow."

Cloria almost chocked again.

The exams were tomorrow? She had completely forgotten about it! The only reason the original Aria even thought of studying was because Kurama told her so!

"Don't remind me." Gover whined.

When the lights in Mr. Brunner office went off, she concentrated chakra the hand seal and closed her eyes. "Kai…"

00

Aria jumped from her bed as she received the memories from her clone. Moaning in pain, she placed her hands in her head tried to organize all the memories before their made her have something worse than a simple headache. Kurama, who too awoke because of the memories, was watching the events that occurred in her head.

They ignored her others clones that stared at Aria for a moment and then turned their attention back to the pile of books in from of them. Aria took a deep breath and placed herself in a meditation position and closed her eyes.

When she opened them again, Aria was standing in front of an enormous cage. Hugging herself, she took a few steps close to the cage as a figure came out of the shadows.

Aria smiled a little at the Nine-Tailed kitsune with red-orange fur and red eyes. Kurama upper-body structure was of a human, complete with opposable thumbs on its clawed hands and he was incredibly tall – really tall –, standing roughly at the same height as the Mont Rushmore or more and with a full grown human being smaller than his eye.

Red eyes stared at her for seemed to have been hours to the petit girl. Kurama was waiting for her to talk to him, but since she could just look at his face, he decided to make the first move. "Kit, did you do something?"

"No!" She made a pause. "I-I don't know?"

"Someone wants you dead and doubt it is because I'm here this time." So much people had wanted her death because of him in her first life. Though, the Akatsuki had wanted to capture him, but they would have ended killing her even them. No Jinchuriki can survive the extraction of their Bijuus. "Think Aria, think!"

"Fine…" She made a pause, her eyes going from one place to another as she thought before they stopped at Kurama again. "Dad and Uncle Zeus are fighting because of something… Uncle Hades is being involved, I'm sure… M-Maybe they accused him of… I-I don't really know!"

Kurama sighed. "Ok, this is good so far. Aria, think like the Shinobi you're. Try making it look like a mission or report."

She nodded.

"Alright… So… Hum… The Mizukage, who's my father, and the Kazekage, who's my uncle, are fighting against each other… Why? I doubt it is because someone from their village died so…" Aria opened her mouth in realization. "Something was stolen from one of the villages, something that was important to one of the Kages! A weapon maybe? A really powerful weapon."

Kurama nodded in agreement. It made sense.

When Aria still had been Narumi, some idiots from Takigakure tried to take her away, but since Jinchurikis are considered a valuable weapon to any village, the council of Konoha almost started a war with the minor village.

"This is why there is a deadline!" She said with wide eyes. "Is a deadline of how much time the thief has to return what had been stolen."

"Ok, kit. But why the Lord of the Underworld is involved? Remember the hag. Kindly Ones works for him."

"Everyone always accuse Uncle Hades, so he must have been accused or by my father or by Uncle Zeus. But from what I read, he's an honorable man… I mean, honorable God. I don't think he's the thief… But…" She placed her hands in her head and closed her eyes as she thought about it. "What the Hokage, that is Uncle Hades and someone who doesn't like to enter in the conflicts of the others villages without a motive and that is being accused by the others villages, would do to show his innocence or that there's another suspect?"

Kurama answered for her. "Kit, you used water against that hag. Isn't water your father power?"

Aria nodded slowly as she crossed her arms. "Yes… So we can say that the weapon that had been stolen is a possession of the Kazekage and the Hokage decided to attack me because he wanted to show that the Mizukage had help," She pointed to herself. "my help, to steal this weapon…" She took a breath. "T-This can't be right…"

"Why?" Kurama asked.

"Think about it Kurama. Uncle Hades must be accused of stealing or killing someone before, but I doubt he would have attacked one of his nephews or nieces to show a point. This doesn't make sense."

"He too lost something." Kurama deduced.

"And he thinks I helped my father take both his and Uncle Zeus weapons… If it is even a weapon."

Kurama narrowed his eyes, thinking about all the stories they had read about the Gods.

"It is a weapon. Doesn't your father have a trident? It is a symbol of his power or something, wasn't it?" Aria nodded before a grin formed in her face.

"Of course! Uncle Zeus has his Lighting Bolt and Uncle Hades has his Helm." Her smiled disappeared in the same instant. "Oh my Kami! Someone stole my uncles' symbol of power!"

"And they think it was you." Kurama remained her with a amused smile in his face.

With her hands in both sides of her face, and her mouth opened, she was looking just like a human version of that painting; "The Scream".

"And they think it was me!" She screamed. "I'm neither crazy nor suicidal to steal from them! I'm daughter of Poseidon! Not Hermes!"

"Maybe it was your father." Aria glared at him.

"My father is not a thief!" She yelled, a water staff forming in her right hand. "He's innocent!"

"He could be the King of the Gods with so much power." Seeing the staff starting to change to a naginata with a rather shaper blade, he continued. "It would be what a Shinobi Village would do. Steal all the Nine Jinchuriki and then they would have sufficient power to control the entire Elemental Nation."

"Kurama, my father is not a thief." She growled. "Stop speaking nonsense!"

Kurama nodded slowly, wondering how he would change the subject before the petit girl attacked him with that naginata.

When it came to her new - and first - family, Aria was very protective, especially if someone was insulting one of her older brothers (Like Theseus and Triton) or if they are insulting her precious father.

Aria had never been a violent person, to tell the true, she is just like the Shodaime Hokage when it came to personality. She is a laid-back, peaceful and here and now type of person, but she would retaliate if it meant she could protect what she loved.

"Alright, it wasn't him. But you heard the goat boy and the horse man, there's a deadline. You're the main suspect along your father and we don't even know how we'll find what had been stolen and how to give it back to your Uncles."

Aria sighed defeated and sat on the wet floor of the sewer. With a cry of frustration, she placed her hands over her face and groaned.

"I don't know what to do... And here I was think that I would get married in this life."

Kurama snorted.

"Like I would let you get married, kit. I will fire a Bijuudama at any suitor you have." She glared at him making the fox laugh.

Aria shook her head and smiled a little.

She had survived years in Konoha and all the suicidal missions the council had given her in hopes of her dying. Finding her uncles' weapons couldn't be so difficult compared to being an nine years old girl fighting alongside the Rebels of Kirigakure against a brainwashed Yagura.

00

The next afternoon, Aria finally got out of the session of torture that the Yancy Academy insisted in calling a simple exam (Three hours of Latin exam! Come on! Not even the First phase of the Chunnin Exam had been so horrible… Though the objective of that exam was to test each candidate capacity of cheating…).

I don't think I want to do a Latin exam for the rest of my life… Aria thought as she walked of Mr. Brunner that had called her the moment she started to walk in direction of the door, ready to stay from any remainder from that exam.

"Aria," He said making raise an eyebrow. She didn't like his tone. "Don't be discouraged about leaving Yancy. It's… It's for the best." Aria crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow feeling a little irritated. She knew that the other kids that were still finishing their exam could hear what he was saying and it was a little embarrassing. Couldn't he talk about it after everyone had finished?

"It is ok, sir."

She really didn't care about Yancy. But he would do a great favor to her if he just nodded and dispensed her. But, of course, he continued to talk.

"I mean…" Mr. Brunner wheeled his chair back and forth, like he wasn't sure what to say and Aria really hoped he would just give up and stay quiet. "This isn't the right place for you. It was only a matter of time."

Is this some talk about fate and destiny again? Is he saying that I was destined to be kicked out of this place?

Kit, you would have been kicked out anyway. It truly was a matter of time.

But I just don't like the tone and words he's using. It was the same one Kakashi used when he refused to train her, saying – with just a few words – that she didn't have talent to anything and that he would just end wasting his time with her.

Seeing how uncomfortable and silent she was, Mr. Brunner started to talk again. "No, no! Oh, confound it all. What I'm trying to say… You're not normal, Aria." Her eyebrow twitched. "That's nothing to be –" She raised a hand, stopping him.

"If you can excuse me, sir."

I really need to get out of her before I break something.

"Aria –" But she was already out of the door, glaring at anything and anyone in her way back to her room.

She needed to find a place to train before she ended creating another earthquake with her angry. The last time it happened, she destroyed half of the grounds of Yancy Academy.

00

On the last day of the term, Aria watched as her clones shoved all her possessions in different storage scrolls before placing them in her suitcase. She was alone again so didn't need to worry about anyone saying them and she was happy for this. Aria really didn't want to her the other girl brag where they were going and what they were going to do.

She wasn't in the mood for this.

Are you going to say good-bye to the goat boy? She heard Kurama ask as the clones disappeared and she grabbed her suitcase before walking away from the dorm.

I don't think I need to.

And she truly hadn't to, because Grover was in the same bus as her to both hers and Kurama exasperation and suspicion. To make it worse, in the whole bus ride, they saw that Grover was very fidgety, like he was expecting something to come out the works to come after him. Or it was just her since she was the one being accused of theft.

Though, if she thought about his reaction, he was like this every single time they left the campus for any motive.

Sighing, Aria raised an eyebrow while looking bored. "Looking for Kindly One?"

Grover nearly jumped from his seat and the expression in his face… Now it was just priceless.

You should make him scare more times! Kurama said between laughs.

"Wha –What do you mean?"

She smirked and confessed about having eavesdropping on his and Mr. Brunner's conversation.

Grover's eye twitched. "How much did you hear?"

Everything. Kurama deadpanned.

"Oh! Not much." She said, waving her hand lazily. "What's this deadline about anyway?"

Grover winced. "Look, Aria… I was just worried for you, see? I mean, hallucinating about demon math teachers…"

Aria stared at him. "Grover –"

"And I was telling Mr. Brunner that maybe you were overstressed or something, because there was no such person as Mrs. Dodds, and ..."

"Grover, you don't know how to lie." Aria said making him sputter and his ear turn pink.

From his shirt pocket, he fished out a couple of grubby business cards. "Just take this, okay? In case you need me this summer." The card was in fancy script, which was murder on her dyslexic eyes, but she finally made out something like:

Grover Underwood

Keeper

Half-Blood Hill

Long Island, New York

(800) 009-0009

Aria almost grinned as she read it.

Half-Blood Hill? Does this mean there are more demigods around?

How much do you want to bet that your Uncle Zeus is the one with more children running around? He seems to be the man whore of the family… Or was it Apollo?

Aria snorted and turned her attention to Grover.

"What's Half –"

"Don't say it aloud!" Grover yelped. "That's my, um... summer address." That made Aria sigh.

What was the problem in just explain what was going on to her?

"Ok, ok! But why are you giving it to me? So I can visit you or something?"

If this place give me a way to see my father I'm going to find it today. Kurama groaned as he facepalmed. Murmuring something about 'Daddy's little girl'.

Grover nodded. "Or... or if you need me."

"Why would I need you?" Aria asked with a blank expression. She survived a Basilisk and fought one of her Uncle Hades' servants, she was fine. And Grover didn't look like someone who could fight.

Kurama nodded. He's more like the first who die, you know, the guy who run away screaming for his mommy.

This time, Grover blushed right down to his Adam's apple.

"Look, Aria, the truth is, I—I kind of have to protect you." He said making the Aria open her mouth with a look of disbelief.

You have got to be kidding me.

Who was the idiot who decided to send someone weak like him to protect you? Wasn't your father important?

Aria ignored the fox, she really couldn't believe it. "Grover," Aria said. She really wanted answers. "what exactly are you protecting me from?"

You already know. She mentally rolled her eyes.

I know, but I want him to tell me. Isn't Grover my friend?

Before he could answer, there was a huge grinding noise under our feet. Black smoke poured from the dashboard and the whole bus filled with a smell like rotten eggs. The driver cursed and limped the Greyhound bus over to the side of the highway.

After a few minutes clanking around in the engine compartment, the driver announced that they'd all have to get off so Aria and Grover filed outside with everybody else.

They were on a stretch of country road it seemed.

On our side of the highway was nothing but maple trees and litter from passing cars. On the other side, across four lanes of asphalt shimmering with afternoon heat, was an old-fashioned fruit stand.

This is so random. Aria thought as she took a look at the fruit stand on the other side of the street. The things on sale looked really good: heaping boxes of blood red cherries and apples, walnuts and apricots, jugs of cider in a claw-foot tub full of ice. There were no customers, just three old ladies sitting in rocking chairs in the shade of a maple tree, knitting the biggest pair of socks she'd ever seen.

The lady on the right knitted one of them. The lady on the left knitted the other. The lady in the middle held an enormous basket of electric-blue yarn. All three women looked ancient, with pale faces wrinkled like fruit leather, silver hair tied back in white bandannas, bony arms sticking out of bleached cotton dresses.

All in all, they were just three innocent old ladies…

Just… three… old… ladies…

Shit… Aria thought as she paled.

Please, tell they aren't who I think they are…

Fates! The fucking fates!

Run, Kit! Run before they decide to kill you!

But she couldn't move, she just stayed there, staring at them and to Aria and Kurama's fear, they were staring right back at her.

She looked at Grover to see that all the color had drained out of him, that and his nose was twitching. "Tell me, are they looking at you? They are, aren't they?"

"Yeah…" Aria said quietly.

It was freaking her out. She couldn't die yet! She wanted to talk to her father first and meet her brother Triton!

"Grover, are you ok?" Aria asked as she saw him start to tremble more and more.

Grover only pointed to the old ladies.

The old lady in the middle took out a huge pair of scissors—gold and silver, long-bladed, like shears. She heard Grover catch his breath. Aria she would have done the same thing, but she was too paralyzed to even move.

"We're getting on the bus," he told her. "Come on."

"Sorry, can't move."

"Come on!'" He pried open the door and climbed inside while dragging her with him. But even with him making her enter the bus she still saw what happened next.

Across the road, the old ladies were still watching them. The middle one cut the yarn, which they could hear that snip across four lanes of traffic. Her two friends balled up the electric-blue socks.

Don't look, kit!

Aria did as Kurama said and looked away. She knew, deep inside, that those electric-blue socks represented the life of someone – or even hers –.

At the rear of the bus, the driver wrenched a big chunk of smoking metal out of the engine compartment, the bus shuddered, and the engine roared back to life and everyone cheered.

"Darn right!" yelled the driver. He slapped the bus with his hat. "Everybody back on board!"

There is no such thing as coincidence, only hitsuzen.

Kit, how many times I have to tell to stop quoting characters from those mangas you read? And this isn't time for something like this!

Ah, shut up Kurama! I'm trying to distract myself here!

As she took a seat beside Grover and next the widow, Aria started sweating as if someone had just used a fire justu in her face. Grover wasn't any better but he was chatting his teeth like he was cold. Or it was just his goat side acting up.

"Grover?" asked Aria.

"Yeah?"

"What are you not telling me?"

Starting talking goat boy! Kurama growled as if Grover could hear him. Before we start torturing you for our answers.

Kurama, I don't torture people.

We will use the Sunset! Aria winced.

Yeah, that would make Grover talk.

Grover dabbed his forehead with his shirt sleeve. "Aria, what did you see back at the fruit stand?"

"Three creep old ladies." At Grover serious face, she sighed. "Are they like Mrs. Dodds?"

Aria knew that they weren't. But she didn't want Grover or Mr. Brunner knowing that she already knew who her father was, what she was, about the monsters she had already killed and how she already knew the fates – more like about them – because they were the reason she had been reincarnate.

"Just tell me what you saw."

"The middle one took out her scissors, and she cut the yarn." Aria winced a little.

Someone had just died or was about to die or maybe she was the one that was going to die… This had just made her day so…

Melancholic?

Something like that, yes… Thank you.

Grover closed his eyes and made a gesture with his fingers that might've been crossing himself, but it wasn't. It was something older, though Aria couldn't understand how.

"You saw her snip the cord." He said.

She nodded slowly. Really, slowly. "Yeah…"

"This is not happening," Grover mumbled. He started chewing at his thumb. "I don't want this to be like the last time."

Last time…?

I bet he had to protect someone but his charge ended dead. Aria nodded at Kurama suggestion, it was possible.

"What last time?" She asked, but was ignored by her now panicking friend.

"Always sixth grade. They never get past sixth." Grover mumbled to himself over and over again. Then he turned to her. "Let me walk you home from the bus station. Promise me."

No way in Tartarus or whatever hell that exists in this world!

Aria didn't answer for a while. Kurama would kill her (or make her see the Sunset) if she did what Grover wanted. Her nine tailed fox didn't trust Grover and didn't want her alone with him for a long period of time.

"Ok, I think…"

Kit!

Calm down! I'll leave a clone with him! The guy will have a heart attack if I just leave him alone! This calmed the fox a little.

Grover nodded, looking at her in mournful way that made her sick. It was like he was already picking the kind of flowers that would be best on her coffin.

Aria hugged herself looked at the widow. The bus had stopped for a moment so she just stared at rather handsome man that was sitting on the sidewalk with a guitar in his hands and a distant look in his face. As if he knew she was looking at him, the blonde man turned his attention to her, smiling a little, like was encouraging her or saying that she didn't need to be afraid of whatever was scaring her.

Aria smiled gratefully and waved a little when the bus stated to move again. She was really happy to see that the man was waving back.

Strange… Kurama murmured. Their little encounter with the fates completely forgotten in the moment.

You know Kurama… I don't know why… But he remind me of the sun for some motive…

Kurama just nodded, not saying what he was thinking about who the guy. Aria was already worried about those old ladies; he didn't want to worry her more because he thought that guy not just reminded him of the sun.

The blond was the sun.

The Fates

I didn't know what to name this chapter so I made it "The Fates" to be really simple… Not creative as I wanted, but whatever… And Apollo makes a Cameo! Yay!

Anyway!

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- Cissnei.