Gentlemen and ladies, I would like to announce I do not own Percy Jackson & the Olympians, I do own however my own mind and ideas that come from it. So enjoy!

Athena cursed under her breath. And started walking even faster, taking large, angry steps while still muttering curses. Every godling that saw her approach, quickly ran away, horrified.

She was in a horrible mood and this time, it wasn't Poseidon's fault. Well, not directly that is. It was her father's fault that she was cursing , her eyes blazing and her thoughts all going about the tortures her father deserved. And he deserved them.

Athena wouldn't lie about it; her father had a lot of flaws. He was arrogant, unwise, destructive, bossy and an enormous womanizer, but he had never bothered her like this before. He had never had an idea that was gullible to this extent. That would result in so much destruction and trouble.

Her father had actually dared to order her to cooperate with Poseidon. Her father had order her to cooperate with the same person she had been arguing with for the past centuries. The person that was the exact opposite of everything Athena found admirable. The person that was gullible, puerile, provoking, unable to behave right or control himself, a cheater and unreliable. The person that maddened her.

And to make matters worse, she had to spend weeks with him and Aphrodite wouldn't stop swooning about it. Swooning about the fact that Poseidon and Athena had to cooperate, talk to each other and generally spend time apart from the time spend together in the throne room .

Athena was convinced she would not only be bothered by Poseidon, that arrogant idiot, but also by a squaeling love goddess who was determined to make ' Pothena' happen.

If she had to spend the next weeks cooperating with Poseidon and listen to Aphrodite's insane babbling, she would actually attempt to commit suicide, immortal or not. She wouldn't survive weeks with Poseidon and Aphrodite. Not that Aphrodite was needed, but she saw this as the best chance ever to make Pothena happen, Athena had heard her say it.

Seriously, what was father anticipating with this scheme? Why would he urge me to cooperate with that moronic sea god? What have I done to deserve such a harsh punishment? Athena pondered, still angered like never before.

Athena had reached Poseidon's palace by now. Being an immortal, she had no trouble breathing underwater. She wasn't in her element, like Poseidon, but she could spend time underwater if she choose to. Not that she did. She didn't want to linger in any place Poseidon visited regurarly.

She looked up at the palace and had to admit it was an astonishing beautiful building. Or had been, for it was now destroyed for a big part. Most parts of the palace were ruins now, destroyed by Kronos' army.

It had been absolutely marvellous, all made of coral and pearls, shining somehow and spreading power and beauty. Athena could picture it like it had been before the attack of Kronos; a gargantuan building, different shades of white and red, beautiful blended together. Paintings of all sea animals that had ever existed engraved in the walls, so accurate they seemed to live rather than be paintings. It had been perfect.

Athena might despise Poseidon, but she couldn't help admire the remainder of his palace. Even now it was shattered, it was beautiful. And Athena loved beautiful buildings. She was the goddess of architecture after all.

And Poseidon's palace had been, and still was, a magnificent piece of architecture. Something outstanding, something breathtakingly beautiful. Something little people ever saw. And now it was shattered, her job would be to help Poseidon rebuilt it.

Now she saw the potential, now she actually saw his palace, she felt a little bit better. It would be very enjoyable to restore the palace former glory, even if that meant aiding and cooperating her enemy.

She walked inside the palace and received shocked looks from the servants around her. They looked all at her with equal shock and disbelief, but didn't say anything. They probably didn't want to anger her.

Athena wandered around the palace, admiring the parts that were more or less intact. The art was truly magnificent. Athena didn't know who had made the paintings, but they were really beautiful. They could almost have been done by her.

Athena walked towards the part that was mostly intact, the bedrooms, living room and bathroom. There were no servants this deep in the palace and she walked around, searching for Poseidon.

She halted when she suddenly heard someone singing. It was a deep, beautiful voice, singing a song she recognized as I won't give up by James mraz. " When I look into your eyes, it is like watching the night sky or a beautiful sunrise. There is so much they hold" the voice sang and Athena felt herself being pulled towards it. She forgot her position and purpose for a moment, enchanted by that voice. She wanted to hear more of it and started walking towards the sound.

" And just like them old stars. See that you have come so far to be right where you are. How old is your soul" the voice sang and Athena's heart leaped. She suddenly felt weird, dizzy. She didn't stop to think , like she normally would, though.

She followed that voice, convinced it would be the answer to everything. It was so beautiful, so filled with emotion. It made Athena crave for something, but she didn't know what. It made her heart beat faster and mind go wild. It made her feel happy and relieved, like she had found an old friend she had believed was dead. She had to get to that voice. It was all that mattered right now.

She walked inside a room and looked around. The walls were a deep blue, with white at the upper part. The floor was green and the pattern on it was made of waves. She also saw a hottub, a toilet and a shower. And realized she was in a bathroom, an occupied bathroom. But the voice distracted her from important matters like the question who exactly was here. And if it was wise to walk into a bathroom.

She took a hesistant step forward, wanting to see the person with the beautiful voice. She was right in front of the shower, where the voice came from. That beautiful voice that still made her dizzy.

And that was when Poseidon came out of shower,still singing and bumped into her. It made her head clear more or less and she already opened her mouth to scream at him when something else made her head devoid of any intelligent thoughts. Poseidon was naked, wearing nothing but a shocked expression. The same expression she was wearing.

Athena froze, unsure what to do. Her eyes took in every detail of his body. And he sure had a great body, with well-devolped muscles and long, strong legs. Although that wasn't what she was looking at. She was ashamed to admit her eyes lingered on that certain part of his body between his hips far longer than was appropriate. Not that it was appropriate to stare at that part anyway. But she couldn't do much else when she saw it.

Her mouth was actually hanging open and her eyes glazed a little. She was aware of his presence so close to her, uncomfortably aware. He smelled like he sang; enchanting, dizzying and very good. He smelled like the sea, salty, but he also smelled like something else, something indescribably. Something that made Athena long to taste him.

She shook her head, trying to clear her mind, but found it really hard to do now her body was so close to his perfect, naked body and his scent intoxinated her. She had never noticed before how handsome he was. All right, she had noticed but she had tried and succeeded at ignoring it. She had pretended to hate everything about him and be unperturbed by his appearance.

Now he was naked, it was a lot more difficult. He didn't seem to be unperturbed by this moment either; he was frozen and wore a deer in the headlights expression. His muscles were tightened and Athena could see the vein in his neck pulsating. He clearly was shocked and nervous. Like her.

Athena licked her suddenly dry lips and swallowed nervously when Poseidon changed his attention to her lips. She saw his expression change quickly. From prey to predator.

He grabbed her arms and pulled her against him, his arms destroying any chance of escape. Athena , suddenly alert, tried to protest. " Poseidon, don't-" she managed to choke out before his warm, soft lips were suddenly on hers.

Athena tried to resist Poseidon, but his kiss was amazing, making her feel alive, dizzying her and making lust spread through her. She might have vowed to be a virgin and maiden forever, but that didn't mean she wasn't able to feel lust. She was.

She didn't resist Poseidon for a long time, having to fight both his feverish and delicious kiss and her own body. Soon, she was kissing him back, experimenting with her lips and tongue.

After a long time, they both pulled back, breathless and dizzy. Athena licked her lips again. " What on earth did that mean kelp head?" she choked out.

" You tell me feather brain, you are the one with all the answers" Poseidon answered.

Athena tried to regulate her racing heart and breathing, but to no avail. It was impossible, with him close. Still naked, wet and now with something very big pressing against her thigh. She had to fight the urge to look down. He obviously noticed her arousal and inner fight,because he smirked. He didn't say anything though. He looked just as confused as she felt.

Poseidon studied her, his eyes going over evry part of her, halting at her swollen lips and glazed eyes. He touched her lips and smiled. " Who knew.." he muttered, with a dreamy look in his eyes. He was in the same state as she was, although Athena was sure he felt less desperate than she. But equally confused.

" This isn't supposed to happen. We despise each other" she said out loud.

Poseidon ignored her, still staring at her swollen lips. Athena licked them again, aroused and nervous by the look in his eyes. " Stop that" he growled.

" Stop what?".

" Licking your lips. It drives me crazy. Do you know how badly I want to kiss you again?".

" I have an idea" Athena stated drily, motioning to the thing that was still pressing against her thigh.

Poseidon grunted. " You really are maddening. What are you even doing here?".

Athena had to admit it was admirable he could still formulate sentences, because she found it increasingly difficult to do so. " I had too help you redecorate your palace" she explained, but she was losing her focus. She was too preoccupied with his scent and appearance.

Poseidon smiled and pulled her against him again. " Mmm. Really?" he muttered and nibbled on the tip of her ear.

Athena let out a small gasp when his tongue travelled down. " Y-yes and- oh stop, we can't" she tried, but she didn't want him to stop. It was against her nature, but she didn't want to do the logical thing. She wanted to do the dark and forbidden. Be reckless for once.

Poseidon pulled back and smiled, placing a kiss on her mouth. " Mm. We both don't want to. But if you really insist, I can show you the palace. The destroyed game room, the gardens, my bedroom..". He trailed off, making quite clear what he meant by showing her his bedroom.

Athena narrowed her eyes, angry. She didn't like the idea that he anticipated she would do such thing.

He smiled. " Or we could just walk around in the garden, talk about what has happened here and ignore the bedroom" he suggested.

Athena bit her lip, hesitating. She sighed. Like she would be able to walk away now this had happened. Especially since it had piqued her interest, since she didn't understand this situation at all. " Fine. Show me your palace. Talk with me. And try to be less provoking than normally".

To her astonishment, he smiled wider than she had ever seen him do before and gave her a tender kiss. Then, he walked away, whistling and singing softly.

Slowly, Athena started to smile. No matter how peeving and gullible he could be, he was really something. Maybe he deserved a chance.

Yeah chapter two! I liked this one better than the first one. So maybe this was bit unexpected and weird, since Athena was completely hypnotized by his voice, but my idea was that he had like , literally, an enchanting voice. Like in myths, mermaids and sirens had. Oddyseus and all?