So Wrong, It's Right

Disclaimer: I do not own the awesomeness that is Percy Jackson...or his adventures, stories, friends, blah, blah, blah.

Author's Note: So, just don't ask me why I wrote this. I sorta like Thalico, Lazel, Perco, and Pazel. But I don't know why I like this. Remember, the gods have no DNA and Hazel and Nico aren't related.

This is wrong, really really wrong! I can't be kissing her! She's with someone else anyways. These thoughts were running through my head as we pulled away, both of us panting heavily.

"That was the best kiss ever." She said.

"I'm sorry, we can't do this." I said sorrowfully.

She looked up at me, tears swimming in her eyes. "Why not?"

"You're dating Frank. I'm your half-brother. It's just wrong!" I almost shouted.

She didn't even answer. She just took off running towards the Fields of Mars. I watched her until she was no longer visible. I let out a sigh, looked down, and walked to Pluto's temple. Then after I got comfortable, I took a nap. With great power, comes the great need to take naps. After what seemed like a few minutes later, I was being shaken awake. "What?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

"Nico? Have you seen Hazel? It's time for our shift but I can't find her." Frank said, worry obvious in his eyes.

"Not since we were ki-" I cut myself off. "Not since earlier. I'll go find her." I said as I dissolved into the shadows. I appeared under a tree in the Fields of Mars. It was a few feet away from Hazel, who was sitting on the edge of a cliff. She was watching the sunset.

Without even glancing back, she greeted me. "Hello Nico."

"How the Hades did you know?" I asked incredulously.

"My, my. You seem to be losing it brother." Hazel said in a posh accent.

I plopped down next to her. After a few moments of staring at her, I said, "Nice view."

Hazel blushed and I know that she knew I meant her.

"Why can't it work between us?" She asked after a few minutes.

"It's not that I don't love you. I do, really. But I'm afraid of what everyone else will think. Not about me, Percy knows already. Everyone at Camp Half-Blood already thinks I'm gay. But I'm afraid of what they'll think of you. I don't want you to get hurt..." I trailed off.

Hazel turned to me. "You of all people should know that I couldn't give a flying fuck what people think of me." Her eyes were filled with so much emotion, love primarily, that I thought to myself, Screw this! And kissed her. Our lips moved in sync.

When we pulled back, I asked a question. "What do we have?"

She smiled. "Something so wrong, it's right." Then grabbed my bomber jacket and pulled me towards her.

"That's fine to me." Was all I managed to get out before our lips met again.

Author's Note: Now, I think that I'll blame this on my otp Brase for the 'incest' even though it's not really incest. Anyway, thanks for reading and please review. Even if it's to tell me that this was warped. Bye.

Edited: 5/21/2014 (I'll have you know, in my Google Docs, the font I am using is 'Love Ya Like A Sister'. Completely accidental.)