"Dynamis?" Yuki gently tapped on the door leading to the bathroom. "You in here?" He creaked open the door creating a squeak because of the lack of oiling in the hinges. Yuki entered the bathroom, and he eyed Dynamis. Dynamis stared at himself in the bathroom mirror wiping off his now smudged eyeliner from the tears and sweat. Dynamis whipped out a paper towel from the stack of paper towels neatly stacked on top of one another in a waved basket with a white cloth inside.
"Dynamis?" Yuki tapped Dynamis on the shoulder.
"What do you want?" Dynamis turned around glaring his eyes burning through Yuki piercing his soul. "You don't want me around you." Dynamis' voice sounded flat, cold, harsh, and of course unforgiving. Dynamis snatched his pencil eyeliner rimming his eyes outlining them in black.
"Dynamis, you're not like this. You're never like this. Why are you acting like this?" Yuki cautiously approached Dynamis looking at him and Dynamis' reflections in te mirror. Yuki swallowed hard feeling the spit in his mouth slowly flow down his throat, and he winced when he and Dynamis made eye contact, "Dynamis, why are you acting like this?"
"Just please go away," Dynamis hissed.
"But-" Yuki tried to talk, but Dynamis smacked the marble table as a shallow crack on the table etched on.
"Yuki! Go away!" Dynamis yelled. Yuki gulped running out the room yanking the door and zipping out.
Dynamis sighed shaking his head. He continued wiping the eyeliner off and reapplying more eyeliner on. He grunted sighing and sliding down on the floor crying with mascara-eyes again in a few minutes. People passed by staring at him whispering about him. Dynamis ignored the comments whimpering turning away curling his knees up to his chest.
Meanwhile, Aphrodite browsed the clothing stores pressing her face against the window, "Fascinating... Mortals have shops dedicated to nice cloths..." She looked at the people passing by in awe. She stepped inside to buy something when she realized one important little detail about cloths shopping: cloths shopping required money.
"Oh for the sake of Zeus!" Aphrodite face-palmed. She groaned knowing that she could only watch people scamper in and out with bags of clothing inside. Aphrodite looked down at her dress. It had a rip here and there from the events that happened in the past day with her hair in a frazzled mess and refusing to stay in her hairstyle of choice. Even her jewelry had a few diamonds missing, "Oh Hades I look awful... What a shame for the goddess of beauty."
She paced around to think when Yuki ran up to her, "Aphrodite! We might have a bit of a problem..."
"I have my own problems," Aphrodite continued to stare at the display of cloths. "I don't have to money to buy new cloths and to get my hair done! As the goddess of beauty, I cannot go around looking like this! What am I? A wild animal?! No. So help me think of a way to fix my appearance up."
Yuki anime sweat-dropped dumbfounded by the goddess' antics, "Here's the deal Aphrodite, we really need to help Dynamis get his sanity back. He's falling apart! What if someone ignored you while you were at your all time low emotional state?!"
"There is something you have to know," Aphrodite put on her best serious face turning around to talk to Yuki. "You see, people sometimes don't want help, even if they need it, and it is a good thing to want to help them, but you can't always do that. Often, that person you are trying to help needs to decide on their own that they need help. All you can do is either sit back and watch or try to convince that person that person needs help. That's all you can do."
"So I have to get Dynamis to realize that he needs help?" Yuki questioned.
"Of course I am saying that! Have you not listened to a word I said?" Aphrodite playfully smacked Yuki lightly on the head. "Mortals, so slow to understand simple topics. At least you got the message." Aphrodite shrugged. "Now can you help decide what to do to put together myself. I look worse than Cerberus when he's cranky, has to chase after one thousand dead souls, and is having a bad hair day!"
"But we need to come up with a way to have Dynamis realize the dire situation he's in!" Yuki exclaimed.
"True," Aphrodite had that bored unimpressed expression on her face. "But what am I? The goddess of healing broken hearts? No. I'm the goddess of love and beauty for crying out loud! When will you catch up on your Greek Mythology?! Now do you have any British Pounds?"
"Do I have what?" Yuki blinked.
"The national currency of the UK!" Aphrodite rolled her eyes.
"I'm afraid not..." Yuki shook his head. "But the airport does have an ATM machine to exchange a currency of money or another. I have a few Yens, so I guess you can buy something..." Yuki sighed handing Aphrodite some of his money. "Here, you can exchange my Yens for Pounds... Uh..."
"Thank-you!" Aphrodite dashed off to the ATM machine to exchange to money.
In twenty minutes, Ahprodite bought a pair of blue jeans with a black long-sleeved shirt with a knitted yarn netting orange-red shirt and traded out her silver and diamond jewelry got traded out and stuffed in her new brown purse for gold earings and a gold necklace. "How do I look?" Aphrodite did a spin proudly showing Yuki her new look.
"W-whoa..." Yuki's eyes nearly popped out of his head from the outfit change. Aphrodite also found a new hair style. She had her reddish-brown wavy hair flowing down past her shoulders and on her back midway down her waist.
The loud-speaker in the airport sounded, "The flight to Greece will be ready in ten minutes. If you are a passenger of this flight, please go to the boarding gate and wait to be call to board the plane." The booming and static filled voice silenced.
"We need to get to our flight!" Yuki shouted. "We need to get Dynamis!"
Aphrodite ran off, "I'll go to the boarding gate! You find Dynamis! If you're late, I'll have to leave you behind!" She sped off.
Yuki gulped, "Oh no..."
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