Hello! I found this pairing oddly interesting and was dying to write it! this was originally going to be a Oneshot, but I figured I'd make it two or even three chapters long, depending on your guys opinions! Hope you like! :)

Percy stared across the large body of water, watching as the ripples in the lake shone from the sunlight the sundown casted, creating different colours.

It would have been a romantic setting, Percy though. But at that moment, he felt numb.

How does someone react to finding out your girlfriend of just less than a year still had feelings for someone she had been close with once, even though they were dead and had nearly caused the end of the world.

When he had finished sword practise, he had been looking forward the spending the warm summer evening with Annabeth, but the look on her face when he found her already waiting outside his cabin had been enough to tell him he wouldn't be having the evening he wanted in mind.

'Percy...I'm sorry, but it's not working.' she said, her gray eyes shone, but not from tears. There was a familiar determination and finality in her expression, making the situation all the more worse.

Percy just stared at her, sure his own expression showed his confusion. 'What do you mean?'

Annabeth closed her eyes and sighed in exasperation, like she always did when having to explain something to him numerous times. 'This. Us. We're not...compatible. We should have known a relationship between Athena and Poseidon would never work-'

Percy felt anger swell within him. 'Why are you bringing our parents into this?' he demanded. 'What's this really about?'

Annabeth staredd at him in shock. Her eyes still shone, but now had the gleam of tears rising.

Percy wracked his brain, trying to figure out what brought this all on. He thought things had been going great, even though it had only been two weeks they had reunited after months of living on opposites sides of the country. True Annabeth had been slightly...withdrawn since returning to camp, but what was today that made her different.

'Hey Perce!' The familier voice of Travis Stoll shouted from the Hermes cabin. 'We got some of that diet 'water' you wanted!'

Percy looked behind Annabeth to see the twins both watching him and Annabeth. Something in his expression must have told them to back off because their grins disappeared from their faces and they returned to their now much emptier cabin.

Turning his gaze back to Annabeth, he saw her eyes now barely holding back tears. Somehow, something in his mind clicked as realisation dawned on him.

'Is this about Luke?!' He asked incredulous.

Annabeth looked as shocked as him, before nodding. 'I know he's gone and it's illogical, but I can't help my feelings for him! I think I pushed myself into this-' she waved her hands between them. 'because I was confused by grief and misplaced feelings.'

'You're kidding.' It all sounded like some prank. He was almost expecting every in the camp to jump from their hiding spots and shouting 'PHYSC!'

But no one jumped. No one laughed. No one woke him from the nightmare.

'I'm sorry Percy. But I can't pretend to be happy in a relationship I don't want. Maybe one day, we can become friends again. I mean after everything we've been through-'

'You know what?' Percy interrupted her again. 'I hope you have a great life with your dead boyfriend.' Normally, Percy would never sink so low, but in that moment, his brain had no filter.

Annabeth watched him in shock as he slammed his cabin door shut and stormed past her, heading towards the only place he could be alone and let his heart repair, if there was anything left of it.

Now Percy sat on the beach, a large dome of water surrounded him as countless people had tried to ask him what happened because he hadn't noticed anyone else watching him and Annabeth at the cabins. After the fifteenth demigod approached him, Percy created his dome, just wanting to ignore the insistent questions from nosy demigods.

He avoided entering the water, not wanting to listen the sea life's problems. He didn't have the energy or the heart to help another school of fish find directions to who knows where.

something beeped, bringing Percy's attention to his wrist. His waterproof watch had beeped, signalling curfew would begin soon.

Allowing his dome to disintegrate, Percy realised the sunset he had been watching was long gone and the sky was inky blue.

Pushing himself to his feet, Percy made his way back to his cabin. He wasn't in the mood of confronting the curfew in-forcing harpies.

There was a scarce amount of half-bloods outside their cabins, they all turned to stare at him, not bothering to cover their curious stares.

Percy ignored them all. He was used to all the staring. It seemed like each summer he had something gossip worthy shared about him.

He entered his cabin, ignoring that the last time he had been there, he had been excited to see his girlfriend.

He was expecting his messy cabin of sweet wrappers, cans of coke and strewn clothes to be void of people (Tyson would be visiting the next week and as far as he knew, Poseidon had sired no other children).

He wasn't expecting a certain goddess of love to be sitting on his bed.

He definitely wasn't expecting the goddess of love to be smiling at him, wearing very revealing, if not non-existant, clothing and facing him.

'Hello Perseus.' was all she said.

It took a moment for Percy to register words into his mind. The beauty always made him forget...well, everything.

'Why are you here?' He managed to say out loud without sounding like an idiot, although he was sure anything else he said to her would definitely sound incredibly idiotic.

Aphrodite giggled as she slid out of the bed, and swayed her hips suggestively as she approached him. Her eyes, although Percy had trouble describing them in the past, were in that moment a dark blue. She stared straight at him as she approached. When she stood right in front of him, he realised she was a few inches shorter than him.

'I thought I'd come and heal your heartbreak.' She whispered suggestively.

Before Percy could ask what she meant, the Goddess pressed her body against his, every part of her anatomy pressed against him felt...nice.

Something forced Percy to step back, till his back was leaning against the door and Aphrodite still pressed herself flush against him, smiling brighter at him.

Finally her words registered in his mind. 'Wait, did you have something to do with me and Annabeth breaking up?'

Oh Aphrodite, what have you done?

Anyways, what did you think? Should I finish the rest of the story or just stop? Let me know!

For the next chapter...should I include a lemon? (Not the fruit you internet newbs) I've never written one, but I'm willing to try...because why not apparently?

Anyways, tell me your suggestions! :D

Till next time ~Maraudergirl68448