1.
Aphrodite did not make mistakes. Mistakes meant regrets. And regrets made pain. She under no circumstance would ever tolerate such things.
She chose carefully, a beautiful man. His aura outshining the sun and all around it. His soul wasnt pure but that was okay for neither was hers.
She had watched him at first, his dark eyes scanned across every inch of her, to her embarrassment he didn't seem interested.
She fealt judged when his eyes layed across her figure, every inch of herself was scrutinizd. She hated it.
But she kept watching and following. He was truly terrifying. A policeman she learned, a terrifying policemen.
She left after three days of stalking, her power feeling drained and her body weak.
She found solace in the arms of her lover and refused the help of her husband. But all through this her thoughts lingered to the man who stood and judged.
The man with the soul like hers.
2.
It was nearly three weeks before he laid eyes on her stunning figure again. She hadn't changed in the least.
Her long locks of golden hair shun easily in the sunlight, it seemed almost to change shades if you looked hard enough. Her figure was just as daunting as it was before. You could tell she put in hard work at the gym.
He turned away from her before he could be accused of staring. His own pride wouldn't allow him to continue and face the possible embarrassment.
Much to his shock she was in-front him. He paused to silently marvel at her, she had snuck up on him. Not easily accomplished. He wondered who she was, and how more importantly she did it.
"Hello," the single word ringed through out his head. She had entranced him, made him forget himself for only the single moment. He wanted to reach for her and sweep her off to a bedroom.
His self control was waning, he could feel it slipping away silently. She had done something to him, he knew it and so did she.
"Oh your a delight," it came out of his mouth before he could think it through, "I wonder what you could do."
She laughed, it was startling and warm. He wanted to arrest her. For stalking mostly, he knew she had followed him so many weeks ago.
She was leaning forward, getting a little to close into his personal space for his comfort. She was whispering something to him, she was compelling him. Even with this amount of self awareness it was hard to refuse her.
Would he regret this moment? His eyes watched her figure dance around his vision. If he had said no would he have been in less pain?
3.
Nine months later and he was met with a curious sight. A baby with her eyes and his hair. He should have known.
Who was she? He thought this as he picked up the child with a startling gentleness. There was no doubt in his mind that the child was his, only a hibari could have such a steely gaze.
He scowled down at the child, the mother was distasteful. Possibly a spy who tried to get a daughter out of him. Daughters were rare and well sought after in his bloodline. Why she thought she would succeed was a mystery to him.
The boy was pretty much to his amusement. Boys weren't really meant to be pretty, particularly babies. Maybe that should have worried him more. Unfortunately it didn't. He never wanted a child, dealing with their moods and feeding schedules was not something he was aquiped for. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to hand the child off to his brother for a few years. That is if he could even get a hold of his brother for long enough to accomplish the feat.
Where did he say he would be? China? Italy perhaps? Wherever he may be his brother would show soon. Fon had a terrible habit of showing up when was least wanted. This did not solve his problem.
He carried the child and did what he thought a parent would do. Intertaining a variety of notions, including dumping at an orphanage and picking him up again when he was older and more self sufficient. Unfortunately none of them befit a hibari, so much to his dismay, he was resolved hisself to taking the child on.
It didn't occur to him until much later that he was a police chief and thus couldn't be seen carrying a newborn around. Oh well the child would have to just become a part of fearsome aura.