Ogygia Is My Home
Chapter I
She grabbed my face and pulled me into a kiss, which effectively shut me up. For all the joking and flirting I have ever done in my life, I had never kissed a girl before. Never! Not in all my life! Well, sisterly pecks on the cheek from Piper, but those don't count. I was expierencing a full-contact kiss. I had gears and wires in my brain, they would've short-circuited. Her lips, well, I can't say her lips were 'good'. They were fantastic! They tasted really sweet, they were soft and tender. Calypso finally pushed me away, as if she had just kissed a skunk. "That didn't happen." she replied. "Okay." I responded, my voice sounding higher than usual.
"Get out of here." Calypso said. "Okay." I said. She turned, wiped her eyes furiously, and stormed up the beach, the wind tousling her hair. I wanted to call out to her, but the sail caught the full force of the wind and the raft cleared the beach. I watched as the island got farther away. My lips tingled from her kiss and it was clear I wanted more. I had no idea what to do. Stay here, jump, I thought. Stay here, jump. Stay here, jump. Ah, screw it. "Sorry Calypso," I said, bending my knees. "This never happened either." With that, I jumped off the raft and dived into the water.
The water was colder than I had expected. But then again, it wasn't like the frigid waters of the North Atlantic Ocean, of which I'd heard that it was cold. It wasn't that cold either, it was just a bit chilly. Similiar to when you jump into a pool for the first time in a long time. I focused on Ogygia, which was starting to become a tiny speck, consumed by mist. I swam as fast as I could, for the mist. I started to feel weak, after a few minutes of swimming against the currents of the ocean. I felt like I wasn't going to make it. "I can't swim for much longer." I groaned. Then, to my surprise, the mist cleared a little bit and I saw a dark island on the horizon.
I continued to swim against the current's astonishing strength. I was starting to get really tired and I was pretty sure I would pass out soon. Then to my luck, my feet started to barely touch sand. I continued to swim and eventually fell on the damp sand after reaching the island. I laid there for a while, listening a sound that sounded like a girl crying. Calypso. I couldn't decide whether I wanted to risk going into her cave, causing her to get mad at me for both trespassing and not leaving. Or, I could stay out here for the night. I slowly got up and walked to the cave entrance. I poked my head into the cave and saw that it was a little bigger than it looked.
There was a kitchen, a living room with makeshift "couches" and curtains that seperated the cave from other rooms. The only source of light, were glowing crystals, mounted all over the ceiling. I followed the sound of Calypso's bawling, which led me to a curtain, that I assumed would take me into her chambers or bedroom. Then again, I shouldn't assume, as it will make an ass out of you and me. I slowly ducked through the curtain and saw Calypso, lying on her bed, just crying her eyes out. Is she crying over me? I'll probably regret this. I slowly approached her and stood there for a few minutes, without her noticing me. I slowly, cautiously touched her shoulder. "It's ok Calypso," I said. "You can stop crying. I'm here." I'm here? You idiot! As if that will cheer her up!
She stopped sobbing and after a few seconds, looked up at me. "Leo?" she choked out, in an angry tone. Called it. "What are you doing here?" she screamed at me. "You're not supposed to be here! You should have left!" I just stared at her calmly. "Calypso," I said, in a calm tone. "I couldn't just leave you here by yourself. It pisses me off that the Gods of Olympus have left you here for over a millenia. Like it or not, I'm staying here." She looked at me sadly. "Are you five years old?" she asked. "I already told you. This island is my prison. Men come and go, it's a curse." I was angry. "Fuck your curse!" I yelled. "Do you honestly think I will follow those rules?!"
She stared at me. "You need to leave," she said. "As much as I want to keep you here, I have to send you away." I glared at her. "I'm not going anywhere," I said. "Deal with it." She got up and backhanded me across the face. "You can't be here!" she screamed. "You already left! There's no coming back! It's the rules!" I was a little angry myself now, but I tried to keep my cool. "Look," I said, in a stern tone. "Rules are rules. And rules were made to be broken. That's a part of my code." She stared at me, looking like she would burst into tears any minute now. "Don't you get it?" she asked, in a more gentle tone. "I can't keep you here. You have to leave, right now!"
I looked into her eyes. I couldn't tell what was there. There was a touch of kindness, sadness, anger, and something else I didn't recognize. To sum it up into words that I'd understand, I'd say she's in pain. Emotional pain. "If you were in pain," I said. "All you had to do was say so." She looked up at me in surprise. "What are you talking about?" she asked, irritated. "I'm not in pain! I just want you to leave!" I looked at her, tempted to laugh. "Don't hide it," I said. "I know what the pain you are in is like." She shook her head, obviously confused. "Ok. If I'm pain and you know what pain I'm in," she said. "Then what is it?"
"Well, that's obvious," I said. "You're in emotional pain." She looked at me once more. "Then how do you know how it feels?" she asked, with a hint of curiousity in her voice. I was honestly hoping that I wouldn't get this far. "My mother," I said. "She died when I was a small boy." She suddenly softened up. "I'm sorry," she said, and she sounded serious. "What happened?" I narrowed my eyes, a frown growing on my face. "I don't want to talk about it." I said. She stepped forward and looked at me. "Come on," she said. "You can tell me anything. And besides, you brought it up!" I laughed. " Ok, you're right. But, no, I can't." She shook me, which with her touch surprised me. "Yes," she said. "You can!"
I sighed. "There's just one secret that I can't tell you. And it has nothing to do about my mother." She looked at me, with a weird look on her face. "And," she said, staring around the room. "I guess there's one secret that I cannot tell you." She shook her head. "Whatever," she said. "Do whatever you want. If you want to stay and break the Prophecy of the Seven, be my guest. Just remember what you are doing." I nodded. "So," I said. "Where can I sleep?" She rubbed her eyes, yawning. "I don't care," she said. "Just not in here. There's like a guest room type room in the cave. You may sleep there." I nodded. "Thanks." I said, walking out of her chamber. "Good night." she said, I could barely hear her. I smiled, in spite of myself as I collapsed on the bed. "Good night," I whispered. "Beloved."
A/N: So, I hope that this chapter was not too short, and enjoyable. So, just to let the readers know, Calypso and Leo's romance starts out akwardly, but it eventually gets there. As this is a rated M story, yes, there will be a few lemon chapters. I have no idea when, so don't ask. Only time will tell. I do hope you enjoyed this chapter of this new story and please, follow, favorite and possibly review. So have a good day and I'm out!