Born Of The Gods

V: Birth Of A God

After the Heaven Festival had passed in what seemed like a small moment, time continued to go on. Minutes turned to hours, hours into days, days into weeks, weeks to months. With time, as it was, every living thing changed and grew. And so did everything in the realm of the gods. Some things were born, some died and some were reborn.

Such as all things alive, so did change the gods and god-borns, including the young lovers. Although young in appearance, Misaki was the oldest of the duo, and so did his day of birth come upon him first. It was a warm summer day, with the shining sun creeping inside the window of the Erote. Rays of light disturbing his sleep made the god-born rise from his plush bed of cloud soft pillows and sheets. Stretching his snow white wings behind his back, the now forever young Yata rose to his feet and opening the doors to his balcony greeted the day. After venturing to his bathing room and washing off the grime and sweat of the night, Yata picked out his outfit of the day, a strawberry red toga, fastened together with a golden belt with a rose buckle and golden sandals. After dressing and running a brush through his messy hair, the Erote skipped down to breakfast.

As he reached the dinning room, his family was already seated, Mikoto and Tatara at the end, and Anna sitting on the side, slowly sipping her tea. As his loved ones spotted the newcomer, a soft smile formed on their lips.

''Mornin'!'' Misaki cheered sitting down in his chair and spotting a portion of his favorite food placed upon his plate.

''Good morning sweetheart. Happy birthday!'' Cooed Tatara, placing a warm kiss on the angels temple, before turning back to his food.

''Happy birthday, Misaki.'' Anna quietly drawled, a soft smile on her usual stoic face, Mikoto just grunting - agreeing, too occupied with lighting a smoking stick, Tatara extinguishing it every time, making the man glare at the other.

''Thanks everybody!'' Yata thanked them, diving into his own food.

After breakfast was done and the servants had cleared the table, the family led the birthday boy out in the garden at the back of their temple. Right in the middle was a beautiful marble fountain and from a huge oak tree hanged a makeshift swing. A few statues were place around the garden as well, and two benches sat opposite each other next to the path. The garden was Yata's favorite place in the house, and here he was the happiest, no matter how sad had he ever been. It was his safe-heaven and a place that held a lot of memories. As the door leading to the garden swung open, Misaki ran out, a cheerful yell coming out of his mouth, as he tumbled down the slight slope into the green world. He rejoined his family, as Tatara whistled the song of a dove. The mother stretched out his hand for his son to take and the angel sat down.

''Today marks the day you spend your life as a divine being for eternity. Your beauty and soul has matured you into a beautiful Erote, and once you are reborn, you will become a divine creature, a whole being. And we have something for you, to celebrate your coming of age.'' Tatara said, almost in song, his language flowing like a fine art. The Aphrodite-born, turned to his husband, who exhaled a breath, before turning his attention to his oldest child.

''Theres something behind you.'' Mikoto spoke in his deep voice. Fooled, Yata turned around, giving his father a chance to pluck a small feather from his wings, making the child in question yelp.
A pout formed on Misaki's lips, as he watched the other red head work on the pulled feather. A soft red glow encased it, as Tatara spoke up again.

''A being of emotion, joy and sadness, of laughter and tears. A glimpse of your smile can make a flower bloom, and the sound of your cries turn the sky gray. To help you guide your way through a sky full of fiends, we give you a winged friend.'' As Tatara finished his speech, Mikoto blew the red feather away. It grew large and with a 'poof', from a wall of clouds emerged a winged horse, white as snow, flapping it's wings as it landed. It was an exact replica of Misaki's favorite childhood toy, but now, it stood before him, alive.