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Naruto/Percy Jackson Crossover

Dining With Divinity

Part Vl

The blue eyes belonging to Naruto Uzumaki snapped open with the shinobi bursting up from his bed. His breathing was deep and ragged, with a sheen of sweat covering his forehead. Around the crew neck of his white t-shirt, drips of sweat darkened the fabric and stuck to the skin beneath. His body shook as his left hand came up and gently patted his chest, trying to regain control over his breathing. He crouched to one knee next to the bed, his free hand running his palm across the smooth fabric of the bedsheets as he felt the adrenaline begin to leave his body.

After a couple of minutes, he changed his position and sat with his back resting against the bed. His head leaned back, staring up at the ceiling while he switched his bedside lamp on. Next to the lamp sat his alarm clock, displaying the time, 04:01 am. He still had an hour before he needed to get up, but something told him he wouldn't be falling back to sleep.

'What the hell was that?'

His dream, or nightmare, whichever he wanted to refer to it as had been so vivid. Sometimes when people dreamed, their bodies switched to a kind of autopilot and went through the motions of the story that was playing out. Other times, they would watch themselves in the third person, watching the choices they were making. It was like a cinematic dream, and the person was watching a movie play out in their mind. This one, however, was a lucid dream, and Naruto was in control of his every action. He didn't dream often, but when he did his mind got creative.

'Hinata.'

Of course, the dream was about Hinata. His late wife had been on his mind for weeks now, ever since the Underhills visited the Fox's Den for their Valentines Day. At first, it was random thoughts popping into his mind here and there. He'd been eating a bowl of ramen in his living room when his thoughts turned to the evening Hinata outclassed himself and Choji to become the undisputed Ramen eating champion of Iciraku Ramen. To this day, he didn't know how she did it, or where all that ramen went. Other time's he thought about their afternoons together in their garden after he made himself some tea. Hinata was a master when it came to brewing tea and tea ceremonies. She taught him everything she knew about brewing tea leaves and getting the taste just right. Most mornings, when he woke up, his hand instinctively reached out to what would have been Hinata's side of the bed, wanting to feel her warm body beneath his fingertips. Now, it was just the cool surface of the sheets.

In the dream, it felt so real. Hinata had been right in front of him, barely a meter away and in touching distance from his hands. She looked as she did when Bolt started attending the Ninja Academy, with her lavender jumper and her hair falling just above her shoulders. She was as beautiful as he remembered and called out to her, but his voice was unnaturally silent. He took a step forward, and Hinata was pushed back a step. This went on for what felt like an eternity as the distance between them remained the same. They were so close, and yet she was a fingertip away. He started running, his arms stretched out as far as they would go, but still, he couldn't reach her.

Then the ground started to shake.

'No!'

Her face became a picture of terror, her eyes as wide as the moon as the ground beneath her feet became less solid and stable. Dirt began to rise as Hinata started to sink into the earth, reaching her shins in a matter of seconds. Naruto's actions became more frenzied, and his voice, despite being silent, became raw as he wore out his throat muscles from his voiceless shouts. In a matter of moments, he was forced to watch as the dirt reached her neck, her body disappearing beneath the ground as her pale eyes looked at him for help.

'Don't take her from me!'

His thoughts went unanswered, watching as the face of his wife disappeared entirely, the earth swallowing her body to make it look as if Hinata had never existed at all. Falling to the ground, the sobbing blonde couldn't do anything as he brought down his first repeatedly against the ground, try as he might into forcing it to give his wife back. Each hit fell more silent after the other, until he was little more then a sobbing mess, his face covered in a mixture of dirt, snot and tears.

Give her back!

The ground shook again, and he felt the earth beneath his body begin to ripple and move around. Jumping up from the ground, he paced backwards a couple of steps and watched with pained eyes as the dirt began taking the shape of a feminine face. The eyes, the nose and mouth all took shape, with the face being as large as King size mattress. The mouth parted, spitting up dirt and rocks into the air while her eyes burst open with eyes a mixture of moss and coal. Just looking at the face made him fearful and angry at the same time as his hands clenched into tightly bound fists.

"You!" He remembered roaring, his voice returning to him at last, "Haven't you done enough!"

All he got back was a peal of laughter reminiscent of two stones grating against each other. The eyes looked at him through the laughter, the moss growing a brighter shade of green. The laughter went on and on until finally, his rage got the better of him as a rasengan formed in his hand. It grew to the size of a basketball initially, before continuing to grow until it was the size of a small car.

Throwing his arm forward, the A-ranked jutsu collided with the face, destroying its shape and kicking up an explosion, though the laughter continued until it became more a heckle.

The next thing he knew, he was awake and jumping to his feet. Surveying the room after his not-so-pleasant dream, he winced when he noticed the spider-web cracks that now decorated his bedroom. He hadn't realised until now that his chakra must have been leaking while he was dreaming, causing the room to shift as it took a turn for the worst. He was going to need to fix that at some point.

"Well, I doubt I'm going back to sleep now," He muttered, mentally telling himself to add it to the list of things he needed to do around the house. The house he bought was a bit of fixer-upper and hadn't been well maintained by the previous owner. Slowly, he'd been going around the old red brick greek townhouse and turning into a home to be proud of. He didn't like all the new builds you saw walking the streets of New York. He'd grown to appreciate the buildings with a bit of history. The ones with a story to it. This one, in particular, dated back to 1846.

Throwing his sleep clothes to the bed and making his way to the bathroom, he soon found himself sighing in relief as the hot water of his shower doused his body. He felt his stiff joints begin waking up from their dormant state.

'I hope today's a quiet day,' He thought, before humming and reaching for the shampoo.

For many across the world, New York City was a playground for the wealthy and the beautiful. Any given sidewalk was full of men and women who were more beautiful than the last and wasn't afraid to show off that great beauty. As one of the worlds leading hubs in fashion and beauty cosmetics, mortals from all over the world would flock to grab a piece of the fame that came with being beautiful. Often enough, people would stop and stare at a beautiful woman or a handsome man as they walked passed, their desire reaching the surface, while their minds reminded them it would never be. Sometimes when a celebrity of notable fame was passing through people would flock to them like a pack of rabid dogs.

In this case, the entire sidewalk, as well as the sidewalk across the road had stopped dead in their tracks. Waves of desire hit the mortals like they were being thrown into a head-on collision with a truck as their eyes followed the most beautiful woman and the most handsome man they had ever seen.

With a skip in her step, Aphrodite soaked up the attention sent her way like a sponge soaking up water. Dressed in form-hugging jeans and cream coloured top, her heels clicked along the pavement as she sent a cheeky wink in the direction of a group of men who were too busy falling over themselves to care how stupid they looked.

"I think today's going to be a wonderful day." Aphrodite giggled, watching as a man across the street walked into a streetlight, while an older gentleman was being glared at by his wife as his hands roamed over his chest. The glare didn't last long as the woman soon became transfixed by the man that walked a step behind Aphrodite. His hands were tucked into his jeans, his long blonde hair tied back in a man bun and a pair of sunglasses resting on his head. His upper half was covered in nothing but a form-fitting sleeveless white t-shirt, showing off his muscled and bronze physique and arms that left the mortals a puddle of goo. To a mortal, it looked as if the man had stepped out of Baywatch. His shining eyes held the same joy for life that the Love Goddess possessed, scanning over both the men and women he passed by. His smile figuratively and literally brightened up the sky, as clouds parted to make way for the beautiful golden rays of the sun.

When Aphrodite came barging into his golden temple on Olympus, the God of the Sun didn't need convincing to spend the afternoon with her. Apollo determined from the first day he met the Love Goddess, life would never get boring on Olympus with Aphrodite around.

When the twins of Zeus and Leto arrived together on Olympus, Aphrodite initially had gone to Artemis, trying to woo her with her silver tongue and mould the younger Olympian into another version of herself. Unfortunately for her, she arrived on Olympus not long before they did, but the whispers and rumours about Aphrodite's promiscuous nature had already woven its way into Artemis's ears. The Goddess of the Moon was quick to keep her at a distance. Instead, she chose to side with Athena, and the Goddess of Wisdom had been delighted to take her little sister under her wing and show her the ropes around their godly home.

Though disappointed, Aphrodite instead turned her attention to the younger of the twins and was quick to snatch the young god into her claws. Showing off her immense beauty to the young Olympian, along with Apollo inheriting his father's lust for anything with two legs, it didn't take long for the God of the Sun to become Olympus's biggest playboy. She and Apollo were like two pea's in a pod, as the mortals would say, and she could say he was the god she got along with the most, minus Ares and Hestia.

Granted their relationship did strain for a while due to the whole business between Apollo and Eros, but that was all in the past. These days, when she needed a good night out, or to endlessly gossip about the handsome men and beautiful women she'd brought to her bed, Apollo was her go-to guy.

"Dite, how much further is this place?"

"Not long, my dear Apollo! Not long!" She said, and noticed his pouty face staring back at her, "What's the matter? You're not still mad are you?"

"Yes, I'm still mad!" He waved his hands in the air like a hot-tempered child, breaking the aura of smooth and handsome he loved to expel so much, "Why didn't you bring me with you when you, Thena and Arty went to this place! I had to hear about it from Hermes! And he heard about it from Ares, who heard about it from Dad! I wanted to go too!"

"Honey, it was impromptu and it was a girls day. You are not a girl, and you weren't around. What was I supposed to do!"

"You could have Iris messaged," He mumbled, kicking an empty can to the side of the sidewalk. Looping her arms through his, Aphrodite giggled and patted his cheek. Around them, the male mortals were wishing they were Apollo, while the women wished they were the ones holding onto his bicep.

"I'm very sorry for not including you. Next time, I'll make sure to send you an iris message." She squeezed his bicep, "Forgive me." She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek, causing the mortals to nearly combust.

His shining blue eyes took one look at her quivering lip before his attitude did a one-eighty. "I can't stay mad at you, Dite. At least, not for long anyway." His attention turned back to the sidewalk, his negative feelings disappearing like they were never there to start with. That was their relationship to a tee. One moment one could be mad at the other, and the next, they were best friends again. "Man, I'm excited. Is this place as good as they say it is? I know nymphs and satyrs tend to exaggerate, but I haven't heard a negative thing from anyone!"

Aphrodite tried not to grin, "Apollo, trust me when I say it will blow your expectations out of the water."

"It's that good!?"

"It's that good! I frenched the owner in front of everyone when he gave me the most delicious entremet of my life!" Even after all the time that passed, Aphrodite could still taste the apple spice on her lips, driving her tastebuds wild with desire. Her smile turned coy, "I heard Artemis has even been visiting him on her own in her downtime."

Apollo gasped at his Olympian bestie.

"No...way!"

"Way, honey. Very way."

"But Lil sis doesn't like anyone! She doesn't even like me on most days!" Apollo could think back to all the times he tried to get his sister to come around and lessen her hate towards men, and each time it blew up in his face like a bolt of lightning to the crotch. To think, some no-name guy mortal with a talent for making good food and coffee's could earn his sister's respect and dare he say...affection. This guy must have been the real deal.

His eyes narrowed, and a pout wove onto his face. 'This guy better not be trying to put the moves on my Lil Sis.'

Oblivious to Apollo's thoughts, Aphrodite's smile could melt the iciest of hearts."I know, which makes him all the more incredible." They rounded the corner of the street and the familiar orange frame of the Fox's Den came into view. Smiling with glee, Aphrodite pulled Apollo harder, nearly causing the Sun God to trip over his own feet, "There it is!"

It was hard for him to miss, "Wow, that's a bright looking building. It's almost as bright as my temple!"

Avoiding the mortals that were gaping at them, it didn't take long before the Goddess of Love was pushing the door open, and the familiar rich smell of coffee and pastries assaulted her senses. She sighed in pure delight, as the warmth tickled her skin. It was just how she remembered from her last visit. The room was half-filled, mostly by pairs and couples, though a table consisting of a nymph and a satyr stuck out to the pair off in the back. Nothing had changed, and Aphrodite was glad.

Prying Aphrodite's hands off his arm, Apollo was quick to fall into a similar state as his immortal relative. Taking one long whiff of the delightful aroma, Apollo visibly relaxed, "It smells amazing." For a first impression, Apollo was impressed. The Fox's den looked like a place he could frequent. Eyes scanning the room, his gaze was quick to settle on the beautiful nymph dining with the satyr, "Woah! Look at that hottie!" Long dark hair and magenta eyes, he couldn't help but lick his lips at the curves she was sporting. "I call dibs!"

Aphrodite shrugged, her colourful eyes scanning the room for her prey, "You can have her. I'm here for a much bigger fish." It only took a moment before the Goddess of Love found her target, who had his back to her and was in the middle of taking an order from a couple sitting in one of the middle tables. Tilting her head, it was Aphrodite's turn to lick her lips, her eyes staring at Naruto's ass, "Hmm. Mama likes."

Apollo was quick to notice him, "So that's the guy?" He asked, looking Naruto up and down, "Tall? Check. Tanned? Check. Blonde? Check. Great physique if the clothes are to go by? Check. Handsome? Must be if you like him." Apollo went silent for a moment, tapping the side of his chin with his finger, before asking, "Share him with me?"

"Nope!" Aphrodite shook her head vehemently, "He's all mine. Find your own handsome man. Besides, I don't think he swings that way." Shrugging, Apollo turned his focus back on the nymph, who was now eyeing him curiously from the back of the room.

A grin appeared on his face and sent a wink her way. 'Gotcha,' He thought, as he watched begin to giggle. The satyr could only groan.

Ignoring Apollo, Aphrodite decided to make herself known to the blonde and silent skipped across the room. Years of practice in high heels had paid off as each step was as silent as a feline, her body weaving through the tables and chairs like a snake in the grass. Ignoring the looks from the mortals, Aphrodite found herself a step away from the Den's owner as he finished jotting down the last of the orders.

Reaching up with her hand, her fingers delicately traced along his shoulders, "Hi there hand-WAAHHH!"

The Goddess of Love couldn't do anything but let out a screech as she found herself being caught by the arm and thrown unceremoniously over the shoulder of her hunky target, her body going slack when it hit the ground with her long hair splayed out around her. Her eyes were wide while her body was spread out like an eagle, somehow narrowly avoiding colliding with one of the nearby tables, though her limbs were grazing a couple of legs of some chairs.

Back with Apollo, the God of the Sun could only gape as he watched an Olympian just get judo thrown by a mortal. If Artemis was here, she'd be rolling on the floor laughing.

While Aphrodite looked up in silent shock as she regained her bearings, a stunned Naruto had frozen on the spot. His mouth was in the shape of an O, as he looked down at the beautiful woman he'd just assaulted by mistake. 'Oh god!' He hadn't sensed her coming, nor did he sense the friend she brought with her. He hadn't been paying attention and somehow allowed this woman to sneak upon him. He hadn't meant to throw her over his shoulder. He just reacted!

He'd been sluggish all day, the nightmare from earlier that morning playing over and over again in his thoughts since he left home that morning. He'd made a couple of mistakes that morning, and now he'd made the biggest mistake since he opened.

"Ow, handsome! What was that for!" Aphrodite whined, propping herself up on her elbows and wore a pout. "I was just coming to say hello!"

Shaking out of his thoughts, Naruto quickly crouched down and took her hands into his own, his worry for his customer overriding his nightmare. "I am so sorry! I-I don't know what came over me! Are you okay?" He checked her over, his hands and eyes roaming over her body like a doctor in an Emergency room. "You didn't hit your head or anything, did you?" Around the room, he could hear his customers murmuring to themselves, making the blonde shinobi gulp. This wasn't good.

To his relief, a giggle from the Love Goddess stopped the murmurs. Still propped up on her elbows, Aphrodite had to admit, while this wasn't exactly what she had planned, feeling his hand roaming her body checking for injuries was a good substitution. Lifting a hand, Naruto was quick to take it and pull her back to her feet. "You're lucky your handsome, otherwise, I'd slap you silly. You don't throw a girl over your shoulder, you know." Quickly fixing her hair, Aphrodite then added, "Don't worry though. I'm sturdier then I look."

"Thank goodness." He sighed. Someone with her...power wouldn't have been hurt that easily, at least, he hoped not.

Getting a good look at him, Aphrodite noticed the dark shade underneath his eyes, "You look tired, honey. Have you not been sleeping?" No wonder he was so jumpy.

Throwing up his hands, Aphrodite allowed him to gently guide her over to a nearby table by the window. "Don't worry about me. Come on, I'll show you to a table. Everything is on the house today after that...incident."

"Aww, thank you, handsome! That's nice of you."

Taking her seat, she ushered for Apollo to take the seat in front of her, distracting him as he silently mouthed something to the nymph. Once he strode over, he extended his hand to his fellow blonde, who gathered a pair of menu's for them, "Hey. The name's Apollo. Nice to meet you."

"Urm...hi, I'm Naruto." Naruto replied, scratching the back of his head, "Sorry about what I just did to your friend."

"It's cool. As Dite said, she's tougher then she looks. If she can handle dating someone like my older brother, then she can handle just about anyone. Not to mention, she's survived scrapes with my sister, which is no easy feat." Apollo replied, noting the strong grip from his fellow blonde and the callus on his skin. He must have been a hard worker to attain such hands. "Naruto? That sounds Japanese, right? Man, I haven't been to Japan for a long time."

"That's right."

"You don't look Japanese."

"I get that a lot. Parents with the flare for exotic names."

Listening to Apollo hum, Naruto turned back to Aphrodite, noting what his fellow blonde mentioned, "You're in a relationship?" He asked, before adding, "You weren't with someone when you kissed me were you!?"

Sending a glare to her Olympian bestie, the Love Goddess rested her head in the palm of her hand, her ankles crossing beneath the table, "Don't worry, honey. I guess you could say my relationship status is always open. I'm not the type to get tied down. Just to have fun and see where the breeze takes me if you know what I mean." She winked and giggled as his nervous laugh, "Don't be uptight about such things. It's perfectly natural."

"Right, right. I guess that's true."

Still giggling, Aphrodite opened up her menu, "How about some milkshakes to start? I'll take a strawberry one, and Apollo will take chocolate. I want it just like you made it the last time I was here!"

Smiling and getting over his earlier embarrassment, Naruto gave them a nod, "Sure. Think about what else you'd like, and I'll take some orders down when I come back with your drinks."

"Perfect!"

When he walked away, her foot was quick to kick Apollo shin, forcing the Sun God to wince, "Ow! What was that for! What did I do?"

She levelled him with another glare. What did he do? How was it not obvious! "Why in Hades name did you mention my relationship with Ares!? I'm trying to get this guy into my bed and have my way with him!" By telling him about Ares, Apollo potentially just made it more difficult for her seductions to work. "I swear Apollo if you do something to get in my way of that hunky man, I'll curse you to have the hots for...for Artemis!"

That very threat was the worst nightmare of Apollo and his twin, and the Sun God couldn't help but squirm in his seat, "You wouldn't!"

"You bet I would!"

"That's disgusting!" He shook his head from side to side, "Don't ever say those words again!"

"Then keep this shut when it comes to my past lovers and exploits," She made a zip motion with her mouth and tossed it over her shoulder. "Capiche!?"

Gulping, Apollo nodded like a mad man. He was staying on his female bestie's good side. She could be more frightening than Zeus if given the chance.

The pair sat in silence for a couple of minutes, one humming a song in his mind, while the other frowned, an arm crossed beneath her chest. Both had their heads deep inside the menu, their minds running a thousand miles an hour as they tried to decide what to have. The options were too vast and plenty, and like the other gods that visited, Apollo was sure he had never seen such a wide variety of options before. It was like all the best hits over the years were in this one cafe, and each one was making his godly tastebuds salivate with hunger.

That wasn't the only thing making him salivate in hunger, although this was a different kind of hunger. He looked over his shoulder, and couldn't stop the grin when he noticed the nymph was looking at him from the corner of her eyes. Her petite hands idly picked up the strawberry sitting atop of her cake and proceeded to eat it in a way that would leave most men a drooling mess. Case and point, the red-faced satyr with a front seat view.

'Oh, man. She wants it.' The God of the Sun thought, trying not to be too blatantly obvious by his lust.

For the Goddess of Love, she needed something of equal measure to the apple spice entremet she had last time. There was a couple of dishes that stood out, but nothing felt quite right. She needed something special to brag about to the other goddesses. Oh, she had heard from some of the gossiping nymphs around Olympus about the delightful treats and wonders Naruto had made that D-list goddess, Persephone. Having been turned away from the Fox's Den the last time she visited thanks to that annoying little daughter of Demeter, she got the full scoop and it made her ichor boil with jealousy.

Eyes scanning over the delicacies, Aphrodite halted when she got to the selection of pies. If it was anywhere else, she would have found it strange that a cafe was serving pies of all things, but like the rest of her family, she expected nothing less from the over the top business with a dreamy-delicious owner. A plan began to formulate in her mind, and a cat-like grin took over.

It didn't take long for Naruto to return, a pair of breathtakingly gorgeous milkshakes being lowered onto the table. Like before, Aphrodite's eyes gleamed at the sight of the sweet treat, while Apollo couldn't help but gaze at the perfectly ratioed drink. The sweet smell of the hazelnut chocolate wafted around his nose, and the Sun God couldn't help but bite his lip. He wanted a taste so bad.

"Here's your milkshakes. I hope you enjoy." Naruto said, watching as Aphrodite's face lit up as the sweet taste engulfed her senses. Oh! It was as good as she remembered. In front of her, Apollo slipped into a similar state, ignorant of the chocolate moustache across the top of his lip. He could taste hazelnut chocolate, dark chocolate, white chocolate. It was an abundance of chocolate in a milkshake-like he'd never tasted before. It was amazing!

'No wonder Arty loves this place!'

"So, have you thought about the rest of your order?"

"We have," Aphrodite replied, and motioned for Apollo to go first.

The God of the Sun shrugged. He took one last quick peep from the menu, where one particular dish caught his eye numerous times. "Could I get a plate of the mochi, please?" That little nugget shined like a star in the night sky, his eyes always returning to the list of flavours provided. He loved the stuff, and he hadn't gorged himself on the Japanese delicacy in years!

"Sure. What flavours would you like?"

Apollo pondered for a moment, tapping his tongue against his cheek, "Could I get three of the coconut, three of the pineapple, and three of the green tea?"

"Absolutely. Great choice," Naruto commended, before turning his head to Aphrodite, "And for the lady?"

Giggling, Aphrodite lowered the menu, slyly pushing out her chest and tempting the blonde to sneak a peek down her top. To increase her chances at tempting him, she lowered the strap to her top down to her shoulder, leaving her creamy skin to proudly bask in the sunlight. No mortal or immortal man could resist the temptation to look down a gorgeous woman's top. It was, as the mortals would say, just science.

The Goddess of Love had no competition when it came to her girls. Sure, the other goddesses were decent enough, even Hestia when she wasn't hiding them behind all that brown fabric. However, they were no match for her, despite what they might claim. She was the most beautiful, and the most desired. She did receive the Apple of Discord from Paris after all.

Fluttering her eyelashes, she bit the side of her lip, "I would love to have a piece of your Salted Caramel Banana Cream Pie. It sounds to die for."

Annoyingly for Aphrodite, the hunky blonde brought his notepad closer to his face, blocking out the beautiful view of her exquisite chest and therefore rendering him unaffected by her form. "Sure, I'll bring that out to you shortly. Another great choice."

When he started walking away, Aphrodite scrunched up her face, and let out a loud huff. Damn it! Why was this so hard! Beneath the table, she kicked Apollo in the shin once more, startling the Sun God while he was making googly eyes at the nymph.

"Ow! What did I do this time!?"

"Sorry, but this turning out to be more of a challenge then I thought!" Her eyes became determined, "But don't worry. I have a plan to lure him in, and it's sure to work."

The blonde-haired god shook his head, "Sure, Dite. Whatever you say." He replied, before returning to stare and make gestures at the nymph. He brought up his hands, and with one hand made an O shape, while the other flexed his index finger. Grinning, Apollo began thrusting the finger through the hole and motioned with his head to the restrooms across the room. As great as the milkshake was, the Sun God only had one thing on his mind right now.

Unbeknownst to the pair of Olympians, Aphrodite's attempts had not been a complete failure.

'Good job, Naruto. You didn't look down. You get a pat on the shoulder later,' He thought, trying to control the blush on his cheeks. That woman... he couldn't deny how beautiful she was and how difficult it was being around her. It was like his...he hated to say it, but his libido was getting supercharged. Bringing the notebook up to his face to hide her cleavage had been a swift idea, and tried to rotate his eyes between the notepad and her eyes. Those beautiful, soul-crushing...

'Damn it! Stop thinking about it!'

Pushing those thoughts away, he went to the back and readied their order.

Falling back in her chair, Aphrodite did nothing but watch the people in the room. There were a couple of men and women that took her fancy, the couple sitting a few tables away from her, in particular, looked her type. On any other day, she would have walked straight over and threw some fancy words there way and taken them both away with her. Today though, she was intent on wrapping the hunky blonde up in her arms and legs. Maybe she needed to kiss him again? Add a little tongue this time.

Humming to herself, she didn't appear interested when the nymph making googly eyes with Apollo got up from her table and walked past their table. Her finger ran across the Sun God's shoulder and whispered something in his ears. A coy grin appeared on her face, before making her way to the restroom, swaying her hips in a way that hypnotised the Olympian.

After a minute passed, Apollo jumped up from his seat, "Bathroom break. Be back in 10...no, 15 minutes."

"Sure honey. Enjoy." Aphrodite waved her hand and idly watched as Apollo walked across the room and slipped into the restroom. The last thing she heard as the door closed was the sound of a high-pitched giggle and a bark of laughter from the younger Olympian.

From across the room, the satyr slumped his shoulders and left some money on the table before getting up and leaving. Today had been a bust on a godly level.

Five minutes later, as she sipped on her milkshake, Naruto appeared next to her table, a tray in his hand and his ever-present smile on his face. Oh, she was loving that smile. How could she resist? He motioned to the empty on the table, "Where did your friend go?"

"The restroom. I guess he couldn't hold it in." She shrugged and licked her lips as Naruto lowered Apollo's order of the mochi. Admittedly, the Goddess of Love had never tried mochi before, but Apollo had told her all about it. Normally, eastern food didn't do much for her, which led to the Olympian rarely visiting the Far East. Unlike other gods who enjoyed traversing through the world and tiptoeing around the other pantheons, she preferred sticking to what she knew. However, Aphrodite had to admit, the mochi's vibrant colours were catching her attention.

"If I have to guess, the white ones are the coconut flavour?" She asked, and looked pleased with herself when Naruto nodded, "Which means the yellow ones are the pineapple and the green ones are the green tea?"

"Good eye."

"Thank you. I've never had mochi before, though maybe I should try it sometime. I love the colours, and I've never tried eastern food much. Well, except for my favourite Chinese takeout." She giggled.

"Really? Well, next time you visit I'll point out some eastern dishes from the menu, and you could try them?"

"I would like that a lot." Her eyes drifted to the remaining plate on the tray, "For me?"

Nodding, Naruto lowered the dish and presented the goddess with her order, "One Salted Caramel Banana Cream Pie." The Goddess of Love's eyes lit up with glee. The dessert looked positively scrumptious and perfectly proportioned. A layer of salted caramel was drizzled on the top of the cream, to which Aphrodite could smell tickling her nose. Licking her lips again, Aphrodite took her fork and slices of a small piece before bringing it up to her mouth.

"Hmm." A moan of delight erupted from her throat, her eyes closing as she took in the taste. Gods, it tasted good. How the mortal did it, she didn't know. It was like he had the golden hands of the gods when it came to all things pastries and desserts. It was as if Hestia or Hera, or gods forbid, Rhea had blessed him with their culinary talents. She wracked her brain on the possibilities.

"You like?"

"What a silly question. Was the moan not sufficient enough?" Dite quipped, taking another bite and releasing a similar response. Seriously! How did he do it? It was mind-boggling.

Smiling, Naruto gave a short bow, "I'm glad you like it, Mademoiselle."

Giggling, Aphrodite noticed him beginning to turn away and put her plan into action. Digging her fork into her pie, she brought it up to her mouth looking ready to bite down. Instead, she tilted the fork and watched as the piece slid off the fork.

"Oh no! How clumsy of me!"

Blinking in surprise, Naruto turned back, "Huh?" He let out before his eye travelled down and pinpointing where the piece of pie landed. Instantly, his eyes widened and his cheeks gained a healthy rosy tint to them. As planned, the piece of Aphrodite's pie landed in the space between her breasts, slavering cream and crumbs across her skin and drew the attention of all the men in the room. "Oh!"

Instantly, he grabbed some napkins and held them out for Aphrodite to take, while having the decency to look away. "Here, use these to clean yourself up."

"How kind. Thank you," She replied, though her efforts didn't stop there. "Oh no, I think it's gone in my bra. Wait one moment while I fish it out." Delving down, her petite hands disappeared down her top, ensuring that she exposed some extra skin while she fished for the piece of the pie. She could see his will weakening when his eyes kept trying to sneak a peak, though he would look away a moment later.

That wouldn't do. Not at all!

"Excuse me one moment" She turned around and leaned down, jimmying the piece out from her top and hearing it dropping to the floor. At the same time, she heard an array of breaths being sucked in, including one from the person she was hoping to hear. When she turned around, she made sure the lacy little number she was wearing beneath her pants was visible for all to see. Not enough to be distasteful, but enough for everyone's imaginations to run wild. It never failed in getting the blood pumping.

"There it is," She muttered, a coy grin on her face, before masking it into a smile. She looked up at Naruto with a palm resting against her cheek, "What a clutz I can be."

"T-That's okay." The blonde shinobi desperately wanted to get back to his other customers. "I'm going to get back to work."

Spalt!

The blonde shinobi blinked in surprise once more and felt something impact his...well, his groin area. Looking down, Naruto found himself staring at the cream and crumb stained remains of a piece of the Banana Cream Pie covering his pants. He threw his hands up, his mouth forming an O shape as he incredulously stared at Aphrodite.

"What was that for!"

Not giving anything away, she feigned shock and grabbed one of the napkins handed to her moments ago, "Oh no! Look what I've done! I'm so clumsy today!" A gleam was in her eyes and leaned forward in her chair. Before Naruto could do or say anything, he found a hand rubbing the napkin over his pants, swatting away the remnants of Aphrodite's desert. "Here, let me get that for you!"

'Oh god!'

A chocked gasp came out of Naruto's mouth and the blonde found himself breathing through his nose significantly harder than before. Around the room, jaws dropped at the action, with the men cursing the blondes luck. He tried to put a stop to it but found his hands getting swatted away by the beautiful woman, and felt her efforts hasten twice fold.

'What the hell!' He thought, trying not to feel any sense of pleasure from what he was experiencing. He could have sworn her swipes were becoming longer and more drawn out. 'What is with this woman!' He was too shocked by her actions to move. He'd never met a woman who was this bold before!

"Y-You really don't n-need to do this!"

"Don't be silly! It's the least I can do!"

"I can d-do it myself!"

"Hold still!"

He tried to backtrack, but Aphrodites other hand grabbed one of his pockets and held on. Around the room, everyone could only watch in disbelief at the show in front of them. For the customers that Naruto had his back to, it looked like the Love Goddess was doing something much more intimate and steamy. Their faces were red like tomatoes.

After a moment passed, the bickering between Naruto and Aphrodite came to a halt with the Olympian looking up at him with a beaming smile, "There we go. All clean." The Goddess of Love threw the napkin to the side and put her hands together in front of her, "I'm sorry for being such a nuisance. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" Pushing her cleavage together, Naruto once again found himself fighting to keep his eyes focused on her face. He wasn't a pervert! He would not give in!

In Aphrodite's mind, the opposite was going through her mind.

'Give in! Give in! Give in!'

Bump!

"Huh!?"

Both Naruto and Aphrodite blinked at the sound. It sounded like something impacting one of the walls.

"What was that?" Naruto asked, his face turning into a frown. "Did that come from the bathroom?"

"No, No, don't be silly." Aphrodite chittered away, her gaze going between Naruto and the door that led to the restrooms. "It's probably nothing." She put her hands together, and beamed up at him, "Why don't you pull up a chair and we could talk? Wouldn't that be nice!?"

'Then I can kick my shoe off and run my foot up the inside of your leg.' She thought. Thank goodness she had that pedicure this morning!

Bump!

"There it is again? What is that?" He asked, his frown deepening, "Come to think of it, your friend still isn't back. Do you think everything's okay?"

Bump!

Bump!

Bump!

"Okay, I'll be right back." Surging forward, the blonde shinobi unknowingly dodged the oncoming hand of Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love trying to prevent him from leaving.

'No! No! No!' Her face scrunched up, and resembling a child, began to kick her feet against the air. Why did something have to keep getting in her way! She had an idea of what was creating that sound and knew the moment Naruto went inside, trouble was about to brew. She just needed a little more time to get her man. She could feel his will weakening. She was so close!

'This isn't fair!'

She was not hanging around and getting blamed for Apollo's...actions. She couldn't afford to get kicked out or worse, banned for life for being associated with the idiot Sun God. Don't get her wrong, she loved a bit of public voyeurism, and how kinky and exciting it could be. The number of times she and Ares had relations while the other gods were around was uncountable. Hell, the number of times they'd done it in Hera's Sacred Garden while the Queen was tending to her lotus's was in the hundreds!

Don't even get her started on the number of times they snuck into the other temples of her Olympian family and made use of the beds. The unspoken rule of not going in the temples of other Olympians largely went unnoticed with them.

Silently standing up, Aphrodite shovelled the rest of her dessert into her mouth as quickly as she could, groaning in delight as her tastebuds got supercharged. 'Oh god, it's sooo good!' She followed up by picking up her milkshake, hoping the hunky owner didn't mind one of his glasses going missing. Before making a beeline for the door, she glanced at Apollo's side of the table and noticed his milkshake was still half full and his mochi was untouched.

Making an executive decision, Aphrodite conjured a small Tupperware box and poured the mochi inside. It was Apollo's loss for getting distracted, unlike herself. At least she knew to keep her eyes on the prize. She'd keep his dessert as a treat for herself later on.

'This isn't over, my hunky blonde chef!' She thought. She had plenty of tricks up her sleeve she could call on and would be calling on them to reel Naruto in.

Picking up Apollo's chocolate milkshake, she snuck out through the front door just as Naruto entered the restroom and disappeared behind the door. The last thing Aphrodite heard as she disappeared down the street, two straws in her mouth as her tastebuds overloaded with delicious strawberry and chocolate goodness was a loud yell and a scream curtesy of the Sun God.

It didn't take long for chaos to erupt as a half-dressed nymph ran out from the restroom, a shoe missing and her arm wrapped around her chest. She didn't dare look anyone in the eye and took off out the building in embarrassment.

Moments later, the two blondes came stumbling out of the restroom, one with a look of fury on his face, while the other wore a sheepish expression. Everyone in the room either blushed or looked away when they noticed Apollo wasn't wearing any pants and was pitching a noticeable bulge. His shirt was missing too, lost in the chaos that erupted moments earlier.

"Ow! Ow! Ow!" Apollo's whined. His right arm was extended in the air, his wrist trapped in a vice grip courtesy of the blonde owner. Damn it! Why was this guy so strong! It was like being manhandled by his sister.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!" Naruto repeated, walking Apollo out of the Fox's Den and pushing him into the street. "Don't ever come back! This is not that kind of establishment!"

"Wah! Bu-"

"No buts!"

Naruto slammed the door shut behind Apollo, leaving the Sun God half-naked in the middle of New York, his jaw-dropping.

He just got banned from ever stepping inside the Fox's Den. The place that created food that left members of his Olympian Family a moaning mess was now out of his reach, all because he couldn't control the thing between his legs.

This was a nightmare!

His hands grabbed his face, 'What have I done!'

When I was writing this, I was trying to figure out what kind of relationship Aphrodite and Apollo would have. I'll admit, I haven't got to the Trials of Apollo series yet. I stepped away from Percy Jackson for a few years, but I've recently come back to it. I've finished the Olympian Series, Heroes of Olympus, and the Kane Chronicles. Currently, I'm reading The Hammer of Thor from the Magnus Chase trilogy, so don't be too surprised if some of the Norse make appearances in the future. Back to Apollo and Dite, since they're both fun-loving gods who seem to hold actual love for their demigod children, I thought it would be fun to write them as each other's best friends. It makes for a lot of fun writing.

An FYI for my readers. I will be adding love interest elements later on, but I won't be writing any lemon scenes.

Thanks for reading Part Vl. Let me know what you thought.