Flirt time

This is my take on what would happen if Percy was a flirt in the series instead of being a guy oblivious to their actions. Let's start off with Annabeth. I don't own the series or any of the books written by Rick Riordan.

Annabeth's POV

I felt like a mother. Feeding my child while he didn't even know how important he was. He looked decent. He had raven hair and sea green eyes last time I saw his eyes but he just woke up in fits. And I responded by knocking him out with the pudding.

I still had my questions. Could he be the one in the prophecy? He did beat that Minotaur and that was his first monster. What was stolen? We only have till the summer solstice for the prophecy to happen.

Percy's eyes open

"What will happen at the summer solstice?" I just ask

"What?" his eyes were sea green and they were surprised

Oh crap my instinct just told me to ask. He probably doesn't even know about anything about the Greeks. Well I need to talk to someone anyway so test him to see if he knows anything.

"What's going on? What was stolen? We've only got a few weeks!" there lets what's his reaction.

"I'm sorry," he replies "I don't know what you're talking about. Besides is this anyway to treat someone you just met?" he looks at me quizzically.

"That's not the point I just want answers." I pointed at him with the spoon

"I don't know if I can trust someone who just asks random questions to a person who lost their mom and almost died in the same night." He says with a hurt voice

"I-I'm sorry for being so straightforward." I apologize

"It's alright, I have to thank you anyway." He sits up from the bed

I wonder what I did. All I did for him was drug him to sleep. I begin to ask but he laughs a little.

"What are you laughing at?" I ask defensively

He smiles and says "Well it looked like you didn't know what I was thankful from you. And it's quite obvious unless you never seen your reflection."

I feel the color going to my cheeks. "What does that have to do with anything." I ask

He closed the distance between our faces till his lips were only a few centimeters away. He stared right at me. I felt that their was a desire in his stare and backed away. He grabbed my arm and pulled me onto the bed. The bowl of pudding broke and splattered on the floor. He was on top and I was on bottom. His sea green eyes didn't break away from mine. He didn't analyze my body he just stared at me with a wanting. He wasn't one of the disgusting guys who wanted girls only for their body. No he wanted something else.

He smiled "Cause you are a beautiful girl who's kind enough to help a complete stranger."

My face has gone completely red and I look away. He starts to lower himself closer to, slowly hugging me in the process. "N-no," I mutter while trying to push him back "I like someone else."

My arms feel weak from trying to stop him in this position. "It's only like," his voice sounds sweet "but do you love him." He stops his descent

I look up to see his face. His eye's says that he's hurt from my protest but awaits my answer. He's just waiting for permission to go on. My hands were still on his chest. He felt solid but his touch, his way of handling her has been so gentle. I think about Luke. He has been here longer than I have and probably already have a girlfriend. He was older than me and probably only sees me as a little sister. This boy on the other hand, acts gentle and kind. He looked like the same age as me so what can go wrong?

I move my hands from his chest going up to his neck and locking my fingers back around it. "I guess your right." I manage a small smile

He smirked a little bit and continued his descent to my face. I closed my eyes and got ready for the kiss.

*peck*

Huh, I open my eyes to see him kissing my fore head. He backs away and smiles. "It was only thank you. There's more to come." He says as he lowered his head to my neck.

He began to lightly kiss my neck going a bit up each time. And after each kiss he would say another 'thank you'. Each time he kissed it tickled slightly. And the flow of kisses began to turn toward my lips. When I knew the next kiss would finally be lip to lip, he stopped. Why did he stop? Was it because I had that look in my eyes begging to continue or was it that I looked drunk off his kisses. He tormented me by no real kiss.

He came down closer "I just need one more thing to be thankful for." He says

"Just be thankful you're alive um…" I didn't even know his name

He laughed "My name is Percy Jackson. What's yours?"

"Annabeth Chase." I said woozily not wanting idle chit-chat but the actual contact

"Then I'm thankful for you Annabeth Chase." He says as we make out.

I was in ecstasy. He finally did it. He made me yearn for that single kiss from when he started this whole barrage of kisses. We separated for air. I was amazed at how we barely knew each other but he managed to convince her for not just one kiss but probably more than a dozen. I wonder which god was his parent since it couldn't be Aphrodite since his mom died. She pushed that thought aside when Percy layed down next to her and pulled up the blanket covering both of them.

I look at him quizzically "No offense but you look drunk. Take a nap and you will probably calm down." He said as he cupped my face with a look that said 'I'm lucky'

I took his advice fell asleep hugging him

Percy POV

Ah first thing I do when I wake up is get a girl. Not bad Jackson, not bad at all. Can't wait to see the other chicks at this uh. I look down at the Annabeth's shirt. Camp half-blood huh? Well it's a camp it has to have more people around.

And that's it. Please review since its my first fanfic