This story represents an exciting crossover between the beloved universes of Naruto and Percy Jackson, specifically featuring the characters Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha. In this unique narrative, fans can expect a thrilling blend of elements that combines the rich lore and intricate storytelling of both franchises. The characters will encounter challenges and adventures that take them beyond their original worlds, allowing new friendships and rivalries to emerge.
As the plot unfolds, readers will discover that not only Naruto and Sasuke will be present; there will also be appearances from other notable characters and materials drawn from various franchises. This inclusion of different elements expands the storyline. It enhances the complexity of the characters' interactions, creating a vibrant tapestry of narrative possibilities. The crossover genre opens up a wealth of creativity, offering a new perspective on familiar characters while introducing exciting dynamics and plot twists.
As he turned to walk away, she wasted no time in delivering a swift kick to Apollo's shin, causing the Sun God to wince in pain. "Ow! What was that for? What did I do?" he exclaimed, rubbing his leg and looking puzzled.
She shot him another fierce glare, her eyes narrowing. How could he not understand what he had done? "Why in Hades' name did you bring up my former relationship with Ares? I'm trying to work my magic and get that guy into my bed! By mentioning Ares, you might have just sabotaged my chances," she spat out, frustration clear in her voice. The thought of Apollo inadvertently complicating her seduction plans was infuriating. "I swear, Apollo, if you do anything else to ruin my shot with that hunky man, I'll curse you to have the hots for...for Artemis!"
The mere suggestion of that fate sent a jolt of fear through Apollo. The thought of being drawn to his twin sister was enough to make him squirm in his seat. "You wouldn't!" he protested, his eyes widening at the horror of the idea.
"You bet I would!" she replied fiercely, crossing her arms defiantly.
"That's disgusting!" he exclaimed, shaking his head vigorously as if trying to physically dislodge the thought from his mind. "Don't ever say those words again!"
"Then keep your mouth shut when it comes to my past lovers and escapades," she huffed, making a zipping motion across her lips before tossing her hand over her shoulder dismissively. "Capiche!?"
Feeling a knot tighten in his stomach, Apollo gulped and nodded rapidly, eager to appease her. He knew better than to cross his female best friend when she was in this mood. She could be even more intimidating than Zeus if she wanted to be.
The atmosphere settled into a tense silence for a few moments. Apollo began to hum a tune in his mind, trying to distract himself from the earlier confrontation. Meanwhile, she remained frowning, her arms crossed tightly against her chest as she stared intently at the menu in front of them. Both of them were deeply focused, their thoughts racing as they considered what to order. The menu offered an overwhelming array of choices, and Apollo couldn't help but think he had never encountered such a rich selection anywhere before. It felt like all the finest dishes from throughout the ages had converged in this one cafe, each option tantalizing his godly taste buds and stirring up a fierce hunger within him.
That wasn't the only source of his hunger, but this craving was of a different nature entirely. He turned his head slightly and found himself unable to suppress a wide grin when he caught sight of the nymph stealing glances at him from the edges of her vision. Her small, delicate hands reached for the bright red strawberry perched gracefully atop her cake. As she brought it to her lips, her manner of eating was so tantalizing that it could easily leave most men in a state of utter distraction and desire. A perfect example of this was the satyr nearby, whose face was flushed a deep shade of red, clearly unable to look away from the scene before him.
"Oh, man. She wants it," thought the God of the Sun, struggling to keep his own longing under control and not let it be too obvious. He felt a surge of excitement, mixed with a sense of playfulness at the attention the nymph was giving him.
Meanwhile, the Goddess of Love had her own needs that went beyond simple hunger; she was seeking a culinary creation that would rival the memorable apple spice entremet she had enjoyed on her last visit. As she surveyed her options, a few dishes caught her eye, but none seemed to possess the unique quality she craved. Aphrodite wanted something extraordinary, something that would make her the envy of the other goddesses. She had recently overheard whispers among some of the nymphs in Olympus about the delectable desserts crafted by Naruto, a particular goddess favored by Persephone, who seemingly stole the spotlight with her delightful treats. The bitterness of jealousy surged through her as she recalled being turned away from the Fox's Den during her last visit, all because of that pesky daughter of Demeter. She had missed out on the famed delicacies, and that left her feeling even more frustrated because they were not even open on the holidays.
As she continued to scan the array of sweets displayed before her, Aphrodite's attention was suddenly drawn to a selection of pies. If she had been in any other place, she might have found it odd that a café specializing in pies, but being part of her family, she had come to expect remarkable things from establishments run by a dreamy, talented owner. An idea began to take shape in her mind, and a sly, cat-like grin spread across her face as she plotted her next move.
Soon after, Naruto made his return, gracefully bringing a pair of stunning milkshakes to the table. With the milkshakes set down before them, Aphrodite's eyes sparkled with delight at the sight of the rich, frothy treat, while Apollo, unable to resist, admired the drink, marveling at its perfect proportions. The enticing aroma of hazelnut and chocolate wafted through the air, wrapping around them like a warm embrace. Apollo could hardly contain his desire; the sweet taste of that milkshake was all he could think about.
"Here are your milkshakes. I hope you enjoy," Naruto announced cheerfully, observing with delight as Aphrodite's face transformed with joy. Her eyes sparkled, and a wide smile spread across her lips as the sweet, creamy flavor flooded her senses. "Oh!" she exclaimed, her excitement spilling over. It tasted just as amazing as she remembered from her last visit. In front of her, Apollo was also lost in a world of flavor, his attention so focused on the milkshake that he was completely unaware of the chocolate mustache forming on his upper lip. He savored the rich combination of hazelnut chocolate, dark chocolate, and white chocolate, each sipping a different layer of sweetness. It was a chocolate overload in a milkshake, unlike anything he had experienced before. It was simply incredible!
"No wonder Arty loves this place!" he thought to himself, nodding in appreciation of the delicious treat.
After a moment of blissful silence, Naruto broke the spell. "So, have you thought about the rest of your order?"
Aphrodite, still grinning, responded, "We have," and gestured for Apollo to take the lead.
Apollo gave a casual shrug, his curiosity piqued once again by the menu. He scanned the options one last time, and his eyes landed on a dish that had caught his attention multiple times. "Could I get a plate of the mochi, please?" he asked, his excitement growing. The little dumplings looked so enticing, shining like stars. He hadn't filled his stomach with this delightful Japanese treat in ages!
Naruto nodded enthusiastically, "Sure! What flavors would you like?"
Apollo took a moment to think, tapping his tongue against his cheek as he considered his options. "Could I get three of the coconut, three of the pineapple, and three of the green tea?" he requested, the thought of the flavors making his mouth water.
"Absolutely! Great choice," Naruto praised him, enthusiasm evident in his voice. Then he turned his attention to Aphrodite, raising an eyebrow. "And for the lady?"
With a soft giggle, Aphrodite lowered the menu, her playful spirit shining through. She leaned forward slightly, subtly pushing out her chest and playfully challenging Naruto to sneak a glance. To heighten the playful moment, she nonchalantly lowered the strap of her top down to her shoulder, allowing her creamy skin to catch the sunlight. It was an irresistible sight, one that would distract any mortal or immortal man in the vicinity. It seemed, as the mortals would say, to be simply science at work.
The Goddess of Love, known for her charm and allure, faced no real competition when it came to her enchanting girls. Other goddesses, while certainly admirable in their own right, could not hold a candle to her captivating presence. Even Hestia, who might have been considered a contender when she wasn't wrapped in her customary brown fabric, fell short. Despite any claims made otherwise, there was no denying that Aphrodite reigned supreme in beauty and desirability. After all, she was the one who had received the Apple of Discord from Paris, a clear symbol of her unparalleled appeal.
With a playful flutter of her eyelashes and a tantalizing bite of her lip, she said, "I would love to have a piece of your Salted Caramel Banana Cream Pie. It sounds to die for." Her words dripped with sweetness, drawing attention and admiration from those nearby.
However, her charm didn't seem to faze the hunky blonde waiter standing before her. He leaned in closer, his notepad now blocking the view of her stunning figure, rendering him blissfully unaware of the effect she usually had on men. "Sure, I'll bring that out to you shortly. Another great choice," he responded, his attention firmly fixed on taking her order.
As he turned to walk away, annoyance flickered across Aphrodite's face, and she huffed loudly, feeling frustrated. Why was this so difficult? Beneath the table, she sneaked a swift kick to Apollo's shin. The Sun God, lost in a moment of admiration as he gazed at a lovely nymph, was startled by her sudden jolt.
"Ow! What did I do this time!?" he exclaimed, rubbing his leg in surprise.
Aphrodite rolled her eyes, her determination rising. "Sorry, but this is turning out to be more of a challenge than I thought!" Her resolve firmed, she continued, "But don't worry. I have a plan to lure him in, and it's sure to work."
Apollo shook his head, wearing a teasing grin. "Sure, Dite. Whatever you say." With that, he resumed his antics, casting glances and making playful gestures at the nymph that had caught his eye. With a cheeky grin, he formed an O shape with one hand and used his other to flex his index finger. He then began to thrust his finger through the circle, all while nodding in the direction of the alley. Despite the delicious milkshake in front of him, he clearly had other, more urgent matters on his mind.
Unbeknownst to the pair of Olympians, Aphrodite's efforts had not been entirely in vain. In the midst of their encounter, Naruto felt a mix of admiration and frustration.
"Good job, Naruto. You didn't look down. You get a pat on the shoulder later," he thought to himself, desperately trying to keep the blush from spreading across his cheeks. That woman was stunning; there was no denying her beauty. Being near her brought about a whirlwind of emotions he found hard to control. It felt as if his very senses were heightened, almost as if his attraction was being amplified. In a moment of quick thinking, he lifted the notebook to his face, hoping to shield himself from the distraction of her figure. His eyes darted between the notepad and her enchanting eyes, which seemed to pull him in with an irresistible force.
"Damn it! Stop thinking about it!" he scolded himself, forcing those distracting thoughts to the back of his mind. With determination, he moved to the back of the room to prepare their order, focusing on the task at hand.
Meanwhile, Aphrodite slouched comfortably in her chair, observing the individuals in the room with a keen interest. A few men and women caught her eye, but it was the couple seated a short distance away that truly captivated her attention. On any other day, she would have approached them with a flirtatious line or two and swept them off their feet. However, today her focus was solely on the attractive blonde across from her. The thought of wrapping him in her arms and legs was more enticing than usual. Maybe, she wondered, she should kiss him again—perhaps with a little more passion this time.
As she hummed softly to herself, Aphrodite feigned disinterest when a nymph caught Apollo's attention. The nymph got up from her table and strolled past Aphrodite's table, her gaze fixed on the Sun God. With a playful gesture, she traced her finger along Apollo's shoulder and whispered something sweetly into his ear. A coy smile lit up her face as she sauntered off toward the front door and left the cafe to an alley where nobody could see them, her hips swaying with a hypnotic rhythm that held the attention of the Olympian. Aphrodite couldn't help but watch, her own plans momentarily on hold as she considered how to best capture the attention of the blonde who had now fully occupied her thoughts.
After what felt like a long minute, Apollo suddenly sprang up from his chair, announcing, "Be back in 10… no, 15 minutes." His voice was bright, almost playful, as he dashed off to follow the nymph.
"Sure, honey. Enjoy," Aphrodite replied, waving her hand in a casual manner. She leaned back in her seat, watching Apollo move across the room with a sense of ease. As the door to the front door swung shut behind him, she caught a fleeting sound—a high-pitched giggle, followed by a burst of laughter from one of the younger gods hanging out nearby. It was a sound that hinted at mischief and made her smile.
Across the room, a satyr, looking somewhat defeated, slumped his shoulders and left a few bills scattered on the table before getting up to leave. His expression said it all; this day had not turned out as well as he had hoped on a godly level.
Just five minutes later, while Aphrodite savored her milkshake, she noticed Naruto appear by her table, balancing a tray filled with food. His ever-present smile brightened up the space around him, and Aphrodite couldn't help but feel a little flutter of joy at the sight. He gestured at the empty seat across from her, curious about where Apollo had gone. "Where did your friend go?" he asked, his tone upbeat.
"The restroom. I guess he couldn't hold it in," she replied with a light shrug, licking her lips as she watched Naruto gently place Apollo's order of mochi on the table. Although she had never tasted mochi before, she remembered Apollo raving about it. Eastern cuisine had never been her go-to, which often kept her from exploring the Far East like other gods did. They loved to wander and experience new cultures, but Aphrodite preferred to stick with the familiar comforts she adored. However, the vibrant colors of the mochi were starting to pique her interest.
"If I have to guess, the white ones are the coconut flavor?" she posed, a hint of pride in her voice when Naruto nodded in agreement. "Which means the yellow ones are the pineapple, and the green ones are the green tea?" Her eyes sparkled with delight at her own deductions.
"Good eye," Naruto responded, his tone impressed.
"Thank you! I've never had mochi before, though maybe I should try it sometime," she mused, her gaze still fixed on the colorful treats. "I really love the colors, and to be honest, I've never explored much Eastern food. Well, except for my favorite Chinese takeout, of course," she added with a light giggle, reminiscing about the comfort food that always brightened her day.
"Really? Well, next time you visit, I'll make sure to point out some delicious Eastern dishes from the menu that you can try," he offered with enthusiasm.
"I would like that a lot," she replied, her gaze drifting toward the retaining plate on the tray, "For me?"
With a confident nod, Naruto lowered the dish and proudly presented it to the goddess, announcing, "Here it is—one Salted Caramel Banana Cream Pie." At that moment, Aphrodite's eyes sparkled with joy. The dessert was not only enticing but also appeared perfectly crafted. A luscious layer of salted caramel glistened on top of the creamy filling, sending a delightful aroma wafting toward her, making her senses tingle with anticipation. Unable to resist, she licked her lips and eagerly took her fork, slicing a small piece of the pie before bringing it to her mouth.
"Hmm." A soft moan of pleasure escaped her lips, and her eyes fluttered shut as she savored the delightful flavor. The taste was incredible, leaving her utterly amazed. She could not fathom how a mortal could create something so exquisite. It was as if he had been blessed with the divine touch of the gods, much like Hestia or Hera, and even Rhea herself, in the art of pastries and desserts. The possibilities danced in her mind, each one more intriguing than the last.
"You like?" he asked, a hopeful look in his eyes.
"What a silly question. Was the moan not sufficient enough?" Aphrodite quipped playfully, taking another bite and indulging herself with another soft sound of delight. It was genuinely perplexing how he could create such culinary magic.
With a warm smile, Naruto gave a slight bow, pleased by her reaction. "I'm glad you like it, Mademoiselle."
Her laughter filled the air, and as she noticed him beginning to turn away, she decided it was time to put her little plan into action. With a swift motion, she dug her fork into the pie, bringing it teasingly to her mouth as if she were about to take another bite. However, instead of indulging, she tilted the fork slightly. The piece of pie slipped off the fork, teasingly falling just out of reach, playing a small game that only she understood.
"Oh no! How clumsy of me!"
Naruto blinked in surprise, momentarily taken aback by the sudden outburst. "Huh?" he blurted out as his gaze followed the sound, landing on the scene that unfolded before him. His eyes widened as they traveled downward, fixating on the spot where the piece of pie had unfortunately landed. In an instant, he felt a rush of color fill his cheeks, turning them a deep shade of rosy pink. The piece of pie, which belonged to Aphrodite, had landed right in the middle of her cleavage, leaving a trail of cream and crumbs smeared across her skin. This spectacle caught the attention of every man in the vicinity, their eyes glued to the unexpected sight. "Oh!" he exclaimed softly, the embarrassment clearly written all over his face.
Reacting quickly, Naruto snatched up some napkins from the nearby table, his hands trembling slightly as he held them out toward Aphrodite, trying to maintain a level of decency by looking away. "Here, use these to clean yourself up," he offered a slight stammer in his voice.
Aphrodite looked at him with a playful smile. "How kind. Thank you," she replied her tone light but teasing. However, she had no intention of stopping at just cleaning up the mess. "Oh no, I think it's gone in my bra. Wait one moment while I fish it out," she declared, her voice sweet and enticing. As her petite hands disappeared down the front of her top, she made sure to give a glimpse of extra skin, knowing full well how it would affect the atmosphere in the room. She noticed Naruto's willpower waning as his eyes tried, albeit unsuccessfully, to sneak a peek before he looked away again, flushing deeper with every passing moment.
This teasing display simply wouldn't do for her.
"Excuse me one moment," she said with an air of confidence, turning around so her back was to Naruto. Leaning down, she jimmied the piece of pie out from her top, hearing it drop to the floor with a soft thud. At that moment, the collective intake of breath from the crowd around her was evident, and she could sense the attention honing in on her, especially from the blond shinobi she had been teasing. When she turned back around, she made sure that the lacy piece she wore beneath her outfit was on display, tantalizing enough to spark curiosity but not so much that it would seem inappropriate. It was a foolproof way to set hearts racing.
"There it is," she cooed, a coy grin dancing on her lips before she transformed it into a sweet smile. With a playful air, she leaned closer to Naruto, resting her palm against her cheek, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "What a clutz I can be."
"T-That's okay," he stammered, desperately trying to redirect his thoughts back to the other customers waiting for his attention. "I'm going to get back to work," he concluded, though his mind lingered on the scene he had just witnessed, feeling overwhelmed yet undeniably intrigued.
Spalt!
The blonde shinobi blinked in astonishment once again, his senses suddenly jolted as he felt a surprising impact in the area around his groin. Looking down in confusion, Naruto's eyes widened as he took in the sight of the creamy, crumb-laden remnants of a piece of Banana Cream Pie that had somehow found its way onto his pants. The messy evidence of dessert splattered across his attire made him throw his hands up in disbelief, his mouth forming a perfect 'O' shape as he gazed incredulously at the beautiful Aphrodite.
"What was that for?" he exclaimed, his voice tinged with shock and frustration.
Aphrodite's expression remained unyielding; she expertly concealed her intentions. With an exaggerated gasp, she feigned surprise and quickly snatched one of the napkins that had been handed to her moments before. "Oh no! Look what I've done! I'm so clumsy today!" A mischievous glint flickered in her eyes as she leaned forward in her chair, her demeanor playful yet somehow intoxicating. Before Naruto could gather his thoughts or respond, she reached out, taking the napkin and rubbing it over his pants, diligently swiping away the stubborn remnants of her dessert. "Here, let me get that for you!" she insisted, her actions seemingly innocent yet charged with an unexpected energy.
'Oh god!' was the only thought that ran through Naruto's mind.
A choked gasp escaped his lips as he found himself breathing harder through his nose, caught off guard by the sensation. All around them, the other patrons in the room stared with wide eyes, jaws dropping at such an unexpected display. The men in the crowd cursed under their breath, envying Naruto's apparent misfortune. He tried to protest and stop her efforts, but his hands were met with swift swats from the beautiful goddess, who was clearly determined to finish what she started. The speed and fervor of her motions increased, sending Naruto into a state of turmoil.
'What the hell!' he thought frantically, fighting to suppress any unintended feelings of pleasure that began to rise within him. With every swipe of her hand, he could have sworn her touches were becoming longer and more deliberate. 'What is with this woman!' he realized, completely stunned by her audacity. He had only encountered a few women so bold and forward before, and it left him utterly speechless.
"Y-You really don't need to do this!" he stammered, hoping to regain control of the situation.
"Don't be silly! It's the least I can do!" she replied, smiling sweetly as if her actions were entirely normal.
"I can d-do it myself!" he insisted, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
"Hold still!" she commanded playfully, her other hand unexpectedly grabbing onto one of his pockets, holding him in place. The onlookers could only witness the unfolding drama with disbelief, their imaginations running wild. For those who had their backs to Naruto, it appeared as if the Goddess of Love was engaging in something far more intimate and suggestive than merely cleaning up a mess. Their faces turned bright crimson, matching the intensity of the scene.
After a moment filled with tension and unspoken thoughts, the playful banter between Naruto and Aphrodite reached a standstill. The Olympian goddess looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction as she declared, "There we go. All clean." With a flourish, she tossed the now-soiled napkin aside, folding her hands together in front of her with an innocent expression. "I'm sorry for being such a nuisance," she said, her tone sweet and inviting. "Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"
As she pushed her cleavage together in a way that was entirely intentional, Naruto found himself struggling to keep his gaze anchored on her face. He fought against the internal battle raging within him, determined not to appear as a pervert. He would not succumb to the temptation or distraction that radiated from her presence.
Inside Aphrodite's mind, a whirlwind of thoughts was competing for attention, all echoing the same urgent message: 'Give in! Give in! Give in!' This inner mantra played on repeat, pushing her to take action, to be bold.
Suddenly, a loud bump interrupted her focus.
"Huh!?" Naruto exclaimed, his eyes widening in surprise as both he and Aphrodite turned toward the source of the noise. It sounded like something heavy had crashed against the walls of the room, creating a jarring noise that filled the air.
"What was that?" Naruto frowned deeply, his eyebrows knitting together in concern. "Did that come from the front door?"
Aphrodite rushed to dismiss the idea, her voice filled with nervous energy. "No, no, don't be silly!" she chirped, quickly glancing back and forth between Naruto's worried face and the closed front door. She needed to redirect his attention. "It's probably nothing at all," she continued, forcing a bright smile as she clasped her hands together. "Why don't you pull up a chair? We could sit and chat for a while. Wouldn't that be nice?"
In her mind, however, her thoughts took a cheeky turn. 'Then I can kick my shoe off and run my foot up the inside of your leg,' she fantasized, pleased with the idea. She was relieved she had treated herself to a pedicure that morning—every detail mattered at this moment!
But just as her thoughts danced with desire, the bump sounded again, louder this time. "There it is again! What is that?" Naruto asked, his frown growing deeper as he began to feel the weight of the situation. "Come to think of it, your friend still isn't back. Do you think everything's okay?"
Then, the noise repeated—bump, bump, bump—echoing through the room like a warning bell.
"Okay, I'll be right back," Naruto decided, his determination rising. He surged forward, intent on investigating, completely unaware of Aphrodite's desperate attempt to stop him. In a frantic effort, she reached out, trying to grab his arm, but instead, he dodged her touch as if caught up in his own mission.
'No! No! No!' she thought in a panic, her face scrunching up in frustration like a child denied candy. Kicking her feet against the air, she felt a wave of irritation wash over her. Why did obstacles keep getting in her way? She had a strong feeling about what was causing those sounds, and she knew that the moment Naruto stepped outside, trouble would undoubtedly follow.
She needed just a little more time—time for him to weaken further, to give in to the connection they were building. Aphrodite could sense that he was wavering, and she was so close to having him right where she wanted him. Each passing moment felt like an eternity as the tension in the room mounted.
"This isn't fair!" she exclaimed, frustration bubbling within her. No way was she going to stick around and take the blame for Apollo's reckless behavior. The consequences could be serious—getting kicked out or, even worse, facing a lifetime ban for being associated with the foolish Sun God was not a risk she was willing to take. She had a reputation to protect.
Aphrodite loved the thrill of peeking into the lives of others. It was exciting and had a certain spice to it that made her heart race. She couldn't count the number of times she and Ares had shared intimate moments right under the noses of the other gods. The thrill was in the naughtiness, and oh, how they relished it! In fact, they had stolen countless secret rendezvous in Hera's Sacred Garden while the Queen tended to her precious lotus flowers. Just thinking about the hundreds of private escapades they had in such a sacred place sent a shiver of excitement down her spine.
And let's not forget all the times they had sneaked into the temples of their fellow Olympians, treating each one like a playground for their romantic exploits. The unspoken rule forbidding them from entering other gods' spaces was merely a suggestion to them. They had never let that stop their playful adventures.
With determination, Aphrodite stood up from the table, hurriedly finishing the last bites of her delicious dessert. Each mouthful sent delicious waves of flavor through her taste buds, and she couldn't help but let out a satisfied groan. "Oh God, it's so good!" she mused, her taste buds on fire with delight. She reached for her milkshake, hoping the attractive owner wouldn't mind if one of his glasses went missing.
Before making her exit, she cast a quick glance at Apollo's side of the table. His milkshake was still half full, and his mochi remained untouched. A smirk crept across her face as she made a bold decision. With a flick of her wrist, she conjured a small Tupperware container and scooped the mochi into it. He had lost his chance by getting distracted; she, however, knew how to keep her eye on the prize. His dessert would be a tasty treat for her later.
"This isn't over, my hunky blonde chef!" she thought, her mind racing with ideas and schemes. She had plenty of tricks up her sleeve, and she was determined to use them to win over Naruto.
Grabbing Apollo's chocolate milkshake, she made her escape just as Naruto slipped outside, the door closing behind him. As she hurried down the street, two straws in her mouth—one from her own milkshake, the other from Apollo's—she was blissfully lost in the delightful flavors of strawberry and chocolate. But just before she turned the corner, she heard a loud yell and a scream that could only belong to the Sun God.
"Ouch! Ow! Ow!" Apollo whined, his right arm lifted high in the air. His wrist was caught in a firm grip, belonging to the furious blonde. Apollo couldn't help but think how incredibly strong this guy was; it felt like he was being treated like a child by his own sister.
"Stay out!" Naruto shouted. "Don't ever come back! This is not that kind of establishment!"
"Wah! But—" Apollo started to protest, but Naruto cut him off swiftly.
"No buts!" Naruto insisted, slamming the door behind him with a decisive thud, leaving Apollo stunned in the middle of New York City. His mouth dropped open in disbelief.
A wave of panic washed over him as he realized he had just been banned from the Fox's Den, a place known for its incredible food that left even the most seasoned members of his Olympian family gushing in pleasure. Now, all of that was out of his reach, thanks to his inability to manage the situation caused by his unexpected excitement.
It felt like a nightmare come to life. His hands flew to his face as the reality sunk in, and he thought, 'What have I done!'