She wasn't sure when that stupid fluttering began. Maybe it was when he first had the guts to stand up to her, or maybe that he could probably crush a huge mechanical bull with his hands. Maybe it was both. Clarisse huffed and decided it didn't matter- Ares children did not get fluttery, Aphrodite feelings. But the feeling stayed, no matter how much she tried to kill it.

"Hey, Clarisse!"

She jerked her head up and almost fell over. "What do you want, Tyson?" she cursed herself silently for letting her guard down. Darn it, there was a new feeling, one of shame, as she saw his face fall. "N-nothing," he stammered, brushing his dreadlocks out of his eyes. "Just wanted to say hi." Tyson hurried on, but not before casting another sad glance at her. Crap, now she felt bad too. And gods, she still wasn't sure why. Being a little hostile was her trademark. She was a daughter of Ares, she didn't do nice. Still, she made a mental note to apologize later.

After Kronos. That was when it happened. The revelation hit her like a freight train. She had gotten the stupid fluttering when Tyson had come back. The flashback was sudden and she was really annoyed by it.

"Tyson, I know a lot of guys with two eyes that couldn't do what you did today" He had looked at her almost nervously, and gods, it was CUTE. And instead of being a child of Ares, she was damn near being a daughter of Aphrodite in that moment. Clarisse had shifted all her weight to one hip and leaned in slightly. Tyson looked uncertain for a moment, but she had seen a small smile on his lips. Then Jackson and Goat Boy had pulled them apart and that was forgotten.

Clarisse smiled to herself, then caught it and punched the ground. No. Freaking. Way. Clarisse, daughter of Ares, was falling for a Cyclops. The world was ending. Her life was over. But as she saw Tyson standing a little ways back, she thought that maybe the end of the world wasn't so bad after all. With a sigh, she let go of all her dignity and walked over to him.

"So hey," she said quietly. Tyson turned around and seemed scared, like she was going to kill him. Which she might, depending on which way the conversation went. Might as well get it all out. "SoIwasgoingtokissyouaftertheKronosthingbutPercyhadtotalktomeandIdidn'tgetthechanceandI'msorryforsnappingatyouearlierandIreallywouldn'tmindtalkingtoyouoranythingsoreallywhatImeanissorry." She said at light speed, not able to breath when she was done.

Tyson's face lit up. He bent down, despite that fact that he was obviously going to die in a matter of minutes. Clarisse had no time to react as his lips met hers. To hell with breathing. This was slightly better. Even so, when they pulled back, she smiled. Yep, he was so going to die.

So a while back I watch Sea of Monsters. Hey kids, guess who's obsessed with TysonxClarisse! Totally not a sixth grade fangirl who has watched the movie over five times! Heh heh heh heh heh... heh. *throws smoke bomb* Don't judge me!