(A/N): Hello people of the wonderful website that is FanFiction. I am a new writer and I want to accept all forms of criticism - flames, comments, tips - whatever will help me with making this a better story for you. So I hope you enjoy!

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Chapter 1: A Neko in Greece?!

Percy

"Percy, we need to ask you something." I groaned as I got out of bed due to a very loud and obnoxious banging at my door. "Get up, you pathetic excuse for sewer waste!" Great, it was Clarisse, my favorite person in the whole wide world. I got dressed in a camp t-shirt and some jeans and opened the door.

"What's up, Clarisse? Why do you guys need me?" It was unusual for her to ask for my help, and even then she never did it at the earliest convenience.

"Two people showed up at the border. The sentries stopped them, but one of them asked for you by name."

This was very interesting. Not many people know who I am unless they've been in camp before, and had to admit I was curious. So Clarisse and I walked to the border to see who these newcomers were. When I got close, I looked them over to determine any immediate threats. One was wearing a black t-shirt of some video game I've never heard of - Dark Souls - and some dark jeans, with an open hooded jacket that had alternating black and dark grey stripes going horizontally with the hood down. He had light brown skin with short hair, and eyes that seemed like they were charcoal. His jeans had a chain on them that seemed like it was for decoration on the right pocket. The other was wearing what seemed like the complete opposite. He had a closed white hooded jacket with the hood up, so I couldn't see his face and white denim jeans, also with a decorative chain, but on the left pocket. The jacket had black stripes in a circuit board style, and the hood had cat ears on the top. The one wearing black had a backpack full of what seemed like food, water, and camping supplies.

"What do you guys need me for? They seem like normal demigods, if they found the camp. Why are you guys holding them up?" I asked, since the pair appeared to be one of the many people who've come to the camp either out of fear of Gaea or after discovering what they were.

"Did you forget? I said they asked for you by name." Clarisse scolded.

"Right, right. So what do you two want with me?"

"We can't say in public. Can we go somewhere more private?" It seemed too suspicious, so I couldn't just trust them.

"I'm sorry, but unless you speak your intentions here, I can't let you in."

The one in black seemed surprised we didn't hear him out. "Please, you have to let us in. If you don't-"

"Didn't you hear him? Beat it." Clarisse yelled suddenly.

"Can't you guys reconsider?" He pleaded.

"I said, 'get lost'!" Clarisse gave him a firm shove where he fell on his back. The one in white clenched his fist.

"Oh look, the little kitten's mad? Get out of here before I have to resort to, shall we say, drastic measures."

The one in white dropped his hood, and we were both a little shocked.

He had actual cat ears underneath his head, with white hair that fell past where his human ears would normally be. The strangest part were his eyes. They were an odd shade of red, almost I like the color of blood. "Don't. Call. Me. A. Kitten."

"What are you gonna do about it? Make me, you little alley cat." Clarisse taunted him, and with each insult, he seemed to get angrier. His friend in black tried to calm him down, but at one point he snapped and pulled a gun on her.

"Say one more thing. I'll put a bullet made of Celestial Bronze stuffed with mortal steel coated in Imperial Gold mixed with Stygian Iron between your eyes, sis." Was he, growling? It sounded like it.

"Uh, Percy. He's not lowering his gun. What do we do?" She seemed frightened. Probably at the combination of his bullets, if it was accurate. I started to reach for Riptide, but he pulled another gun from thin air.

"Don't even think about it. Actually, go ahead. Let me see the power of Anaklusmos." He put his guns away and pulled out a great-sword. "It's called Laevateinn. So, Perseus Jackson. Let's dance."

SMACK

"What do you think you're doing?" The one in black questioned. "We had a plan, remember? I say had because you shot it all to hell with that stunt you just pulled."

"But, but, she made fun of me. C'mon, it wasn't like I was gonna kill her. Just almost kill her, you know, just enough pain so she can see the Underworld, but still be alive, yeah?" He went from serious to playful in a matter of seconds.

*sigh* "You can't go around almost killing people just because you got insulted. Jeez. Anyway, since you seem so adamant on not letting us in, we'll try our luck at Camp Jupiter. Later!" He was in an energetic mood, which was unnerving considering that they were deathly serious just a second ago.

"Hey, wait. Did you call me 'sis' just a second ago?" Clarisse seemed to have caught up with that fact. Was she really not paying attention to a guy who had a gun to her face? "And how do you know about Camp Jupiter anyway?"

His eyes seemed to light up with excitement, and they changed color from red to blue, which was interesting. "Oh, that one's easy! Eddie, Eddie! Can I?" The one in black, Eddie, gave him a nod. "Alright! So my father is one you Greeks should know about. Ares, the god of war, destruction, and cool ass weapons; however, my mother is someone you might not know - the Roman personification Insidia." He didn't say Roman, did he? "In case you don't know, she's the embodiment of revenge, treachery, and stealthy ambush. Since I'm Greek, of course I know about Camp Half-Blood,but since I'm also Roman, I know about Camp Jupiter. Oh, and Eddie, I don't think I could stay here anyway. I just remembered that they grow strawberries." As he said this, his mouth opened wide and he began to drool.

"Praeveni odor fraga," - a spell? - " That should calm you down."

"Thanks Eddie. I thought I was gonna go loco for a second. Anyway, we're gonna go now so tell everyone we said hello!" I was thoroughly confused. Who was everyone? Did he already know someone inside the camp? "Of course I do, baka. Hazel, Leo, Piper, Jason, Annabeth, Frank Nico, and Reyna. Jeez, you guys are famous on Olympus."

"Did you read my mind? And what's a baka?" I felt incredibly stupid, but it did have the ring of another language, so maybe I'm not as stupid as I thought.

"Hehe, should I tell him, or should I let him wonder? He is a baka after all." He turned his palms upward and raised his arms as if in an 'Oh well' gesture. (Think of the mock gesture from Dark Souls 2.) "I guess it can't be helped. I can read your mind, and a baka is - actually, I'll let you figure that one out."

"Now now, don't be mean. A baka is an idiot or moron. It's a Japanese term that many otakus use, especially one such as V-"

The one in white covered his mouth and I got the feeling he sweat-dropped. His eyes also change to orange, which was the strangest color so far. "He doesn't need to know all that now, Edward. Come, let's be on our way. To Camp Jupiter!" The white-clad dragged Edward away from camp at lightning speed.

"Well that was weird. So we're definitely reporting this, but I do hope I see him again." Wait, is she blushing?!