So here I am again. Sorry it took long. I forgot to mention in the last chapter that my updates are not going to be fast paced. Of course I'll try to keep them coming at a semi-regular pace. But I am a University student so naturally...research, essays and homework come first. :)

But rejoice since here is the second chapter. Which explains more on the boy Apollo had fallen in love with in the past and starts of something a little new.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything. Everything belongs to Rick Riordan except maybe the Gods and Goddesses themselves. And of course my OC is mine. And the story line itself is mine as well.

Enjoy!

Chapter 2

Apollo sat pensively on his throne. It wasn't possible he thought he had made sure that his uncle, Hades, would not claim him.

He sat and looked back into his past. His love for 'him' had been destroyed because of the God of Wind, Zephyrus.

He distinctly remembered how jealous the God of Wind was when he saw that the mortal boy had favored him, the God of the Sun. It felt like just yesterday when they had been playing a game of discus in the fields of Sparta. And the treacherous Zephyrus moved the discus off it's course and caused it to hit the beautiful boy on the head. Killing him instantly.

In his grief, Apollo, made the flower hyacinth from the blood of his love, Hyacinthus. Even now he looked down at the foot of his throne where the original flower sat. He couldn't fathom how it was possible. It was impossible. But his eyes could not deceive him. He had seen him, Hyacinthus, alive and as youthfully beautiful as ever as he had been when he had first laid eyes on him.

He felt the stirring within him and for once he cursed the mortals for having lost faith in Helios, who was in charge of the sun. Having passed the other's duty to him.

Standing he went to pull the sun. As he was on his way his twin sister Artemis passed him by pulling the moon with her. They both looked at each and he smiled "Hey sis!" "Do not call me that!" she yelled back.

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In the unseen of everything eyes watched.

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He couldn't wait. He needed to see him again.

He left the golden chariot to pull the sun on autopilot. He made his way to camp.

Upon arriving he assumed his sixteen year old form and went in search of his past love.

It didn't take him long to find him. Beautiful as he had been then the only difference was this boy was sporting the attire of modern civilization and was a son of Aphrodite.

It is impossible, he thought as he continued to watch the boy closely. There has to be some kind of explanation he thought.

"Standing around like that isn't really cool."

"Hey I'm never cool. I am as hot as can be" Apollo replied turning to face Percy. Percy laughed and shook his head. And took a glance over towards the direction that Apollo had been looking. "So another visit or what?" "No this time it's personal."

Percy frowned and looked at the God "Care to tell me?"

"Maybe later" Apollo said as he watched the campers ahead.

"Yeah okay. Well I'll see you later then" the son of Poseidon shrugged and headed back towards where he was suppose to be directing some of the campers in sword fighting.

Apollo frowned he knew all Gods and Goddesses carried certain auras but… it was disconcerting seeing a demi-god had sensed him from far away. Truly the boy was more god than mortal, he thought. The choice had been offered to him and he had not accepted but Apollo wondered if the Fates would decide to turn his blue string to gold…the everlasting thread of the Gods, once they decided that his time on the Earth was over.

Apollo with his ever present courage walked towards the boy…

The boy looked up and Apollo was again stricken by the beautiful shade of blue the eyes were. "Can I help you?" he asked standing watching the god wearily.

"Do you know who I am?" "Apollo, God of the Sun, Prophecy, Music, the Shepherds, Healing, Archery, Destruction and the arts" he answered quickly. Apollo smiled "You got it on the first try. What's your name?"

The boy bit his lip before answering, "Alex." Apollo tilted his head and looked closely at the boy. His gaze piercing through the boy. Alex squirmed as he was looked at closely by the other God.

"Er…" "You are beautiful, if not more than your past self" Apollo spoke almost dreamily before he walked away, the tell tale shine telling Alex to look away as the God assumed his true form and took to the skies.

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Alex then glanced to where the God had disappeared. And strangely enough blushed at remembering the God's parting words.

How strange, he thought before he felt a headache begin and grumbled as he turned to go to his cabin which he shared with his half-sisters. He was the only boy to be born of Aphrodite, a phenomenon on it's own.

Short I know. But that's all that needs to be in this chapter. :) The third I'll try to post it up as soon as possible though.

Reviews are very much appreciated. 8D