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His golden hair, similar to the gold of the Olimpo, doesn't prevent his brain from generating ideas, so if you ask him he would say with total naturality and security that he's aberrated.
It's that, he doesn't complicate or question the behavior of his thinking, and it's that the gods themselves are who helps him to think, then, why doubt about something that they do?.
While it sounds a bit stupid of him to give all his reasoning capacity to the gods and believe that they watch over his mentality forever, it's not that strange. Rather it is natural, and more if you are a descendant of a priest of Hygeia, goddess of health, cause if she contemplated that her ancestor had the divine bond to contact and maintain a cordial relationship with her, why not continue to be with them in search of an equally strong bond in future generations?.
Although his parents say otherwise and even accept the fact that the goddess will "abandon" them, he knew the falsity of these arguments. She would be with them for the aeon! For the blond, this was obvious.
Such as his great love for the young man he has known since childhood, with whom he had the pleasure of sharing a bed every night, even if they didn’t had any ‘fun’ on it some days, they only shared the place with each other in search of their hearts being completed and their love will be intertwined in oneself.
Even if Naruto is a complete idiot consumed by love and belief in so many gods, he is still a exemplary Greek and a highly acclaimed great soldier in war, and even if he is sometimes blinded by his love for these greater beings, it's something that happens to all Greeks, because they all interfere in deep ways their love for the gods, even if they did it for fear of falling into Hybris and generating the anger of the gods.
In any case, even if the one with sky-colored eyes believed in these beautiful celestial beings, he believed even more in his omega, for who he would give his life and much more without thinking, and for who he falls into underworld every night and every day just looking into his eyes.
The eyes of sin, and in turn of love, the eyes that could petrify any being but never achieved anything with him. Those eyes cursed by a self-centered God, which in spite of everything the blonde loved and did not hesitate to look at, even knowing that his luck could end and he can end up like a rock, and his soul would end up in pain, far away from the beautiful gardens of the Olympus. Because the blonde didn't mind losing his whole life for this special being, he didn't care where he would fall if he did it for him.
That's why, in part, he never stopped believing in Hygeia, because for him, she is always giving him the strength and vitality to be able to spend a new day with his beloved, because for him she is the one who allows and will allow him to stay longer in the world. He believes that she knew love and knows what it feels like to lose it.
On the other hand, Sasuke falls completely for that man with sun-colored hair and eyes equal to the sea, that even if it brings back bad memories, ignores it because of his great love for his blonde.
Love which has been prophesied by a fortune teller of no beauty, on a rock somewhere on the highest mountain and closest to Olympus, but this never mattered or matters to anyone.
The raven haired, despite being an irremediable jalara, concludes that his love for Naruto is not worthy of falling into Hades, and that even if he does, he accepts his fateful destiny if he will be with his love. Although it would not be surprising if when he closes his eyes for the last time he falls into the eternal darkness of the fetid and filthy evil of infinitely perishing in a well of unfinished souls, because there were already many sins in his soul and love didn't seem to be one of them for him
The story of this boy is as sad as it is horrendous, because he was cursed by a too proud God named Poseidon, who camouflages himself with normal men by the name of Orochimaru, this man loved his youth and beauty and did not avoid wanting his body, which although in one time was full of purity and love, after what happened it was transformed into hatred and sadness.
The mighty God came down from his throne in the clouds just to be with this beautiful omega, even if the boy didn't want it. He took the young man by force and when he was satisfied he left, or well, that's what he was going to do when he realized that he couldn't just leave him like that, such a beautiful man, a pale-skinned omega similar to the most beautiful goddesses, someone who thousands of man would wish. Impossible, he decided to curse the black eyed and transform him into something horrendous, into a incomplete sea being, he changed his beautiful legs for a black tail full of scales that shine in a metallic blue, and changed what was capable of showing you Olympus itself in their beautiful blackness, for something that shows you the Hades himself while he takes away your freedom by transforming you into stone.
Along with this, he completed his curse leaving the previously silky hair like small snakes, which hissed and took small bites at the cheeks of the young boy as a result of his anger, something he had to learn to forcefully control.
Leaving him monstrous as he was, he abandoned him, believing that his wife would not recriminate and no one would ever steal what was his beautiful lover boy, he left a shattered and cursed young man who for centuries became the evil of his town and was stripped of his much appreciated elefzeria.
But he was wrong, because this beautiful omega still had someone, a beautiful pelikári who he met in childhood.
And that's cause it was before the omega was cursed when they met, in their childhood where innocence filled their minds and ideas, where they were not fully linked to the mythical gods, there in a garden of green grass and titanic trees for their childish heights was when they met, as if the night will find the day in a reddish flush without stars bushes.
Without saying anything or doing more than looking at each other, they discovered their undeniable connection that they later confused as a gift from the gods, and they stayed that way until glorious youth, where they contemplated each other with love and lust in a high meadow far from the polis to consummate their devoted love for the other, where it was not necessary to say a word.
And everything was a single heart involved in love, until the fateful day when the execrable God put his hand on the ethereal omega, who, victim of the curse, did not see himself with the strength to approach his love, terrified by what he could believe and trusting that if he got close to him, he would transform him into dry rock with no destination but to crack to dust.
But Naruto would never lose the filotimo or leave the one who took it from his omega alone, and without waiting he looked for him in the day and the night that so much resembled the eyes of his beloved, until he finally found him and, even with his curse, loved him completely, even if the snakes on the before silky hair of Sasuke hurt him when he got close, even if he had to fall into Hades when he died, he would be happy. Even when he had to abandon his faith for his much acclaimed gods it made him proud, and he would do even more for his omega.
With his eyes burning with fury, he cursed all the gods when Sasuke told him what happened, without leaving one aside, because they could have saved his precious love from the curse, but these "heavenly beings" are in fact powerful as capricious, and his enormous ego dims as much sight as that of Achilles and Agamemnon put together.
They even abhorred the gods together, who from Olympus glared at them for their wounded pride, regardless of the curse or fury in which they would fall. Well, these flooded in their great smoke and towers of gold forgot that what kept them as gods was the faith of men and warriors, who they often condemned to Hades for simple things.
But at the end of their lifes as young men, when both already had some years in their lives and had lived many wars, at the moment they began their adulthood, was when their love had a fruit, because it was the goddess of love, Aphrodite, who took pity on his misfortune and filled the life with color with a sweet gift, she blessed Sasuke with the ability to turn his tail into beautiful pale legs, and so when the time comes they fulfilled the greatest of their dreams, a little boy to take care of in the bosom of his loving family.
In return, the goddess asked that the fruit of their love become her devoted servant, her priest and warrior for the aeon without hesitation, these two men quickly accepted, because what they wanted most was fulfilled, even with prestige for their son in the future.
So in the end, their story is not full of the sad miso of the big polis, it ends happily, with a little black haired with sky-colored eyes and marks of the god with who he has his connection, which were two small stripes on his cheeks darker in color, almost like scars, but the small fruit of their "insignificant" love is and will be the most precious of these lovers for eternity.