Yay, a new chapter is here! I hope this is a good one!

Remember, any OOC-ness of characters is because THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION BY A FAN. That is all.

Updated: 5/12/2015

Percy flinched a bit as Grover went off on him after he told him everything that had happened since the war – about the burning, Nico's drowning, their confrontations…

"So you left Annabeth for the freakin' Son of Hades?!"

"It's not like that! One, Annabeth broke up with me. Two, Nico and I are just… there, kind of. There's not much to it."

"Percy you idiot don't you realize what this means?"

"That's I'm going to burn alive for the rest of my life?" Grover kicked him and stood up.

"I need answers before I know for sure, but… this could be big man."

"What do you mean?"

"Just… let me talk to Chiron. I'll see you later."

With that said, Grover trotted out of his cabin, bleating all the way.

Percy had to laugh at the sight, even if he was worried about his best friend's words.

Percy hadn't heard from Grover for the rest of the day, so after dinner he just went to sit by the water, trying to make sense of what was going on with him and Nico, when said boy came to sit next to him.

"How have you been today?" Nico asked, making Percy just roll his eyes and lie back on the ground, listening to the sound of soft waves lapping at the shore. Nico stared at him, taking in the tan skin he could see, the way his shirt rode up just a bit but his shorts slid down exposing a hint of boxers and Nico had to look away before he did something stupid.

Oh, that wasn't enough time for Nico – he was drowning again the minute he looked away from him and what the hell did Nico get himself into now?

"Nico?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm burning." There was a whine in his voice, something so pleading and pitiful that made Nico drown even more because he knew what Percy wanted and dammit he wanted it too. He moved slowly, to give Percy – that damn asshole still had his eyes closed – time to move if he wanted. He didn't though, so Nico just wiggled a little closer and slowly pressed his lips to Percy's.

He didn't miss the sound of pleasure that escaped Percy as he brought his hands up to rest on Nico's sides, pulling a little closer; Nico ended up straddling his lap so they could get closer to each other. They stayed that way for what felt like hours, just slowly kissing and exploring each other's mouths, both finding they were enjoying the experience a little too much.

Only when a wave of water crashed over them – effectively soaking them both since Percy was too distracted to keep that from happening – did they pull away from each other to see they had an audience.

Grover stood to one side, angrily chewing on a tin can while he glared at Percy; Chiron stood next to him, an amused expression on his face as they moved away from each other; and standing in the small waves, dressed like a beach bum was…

"Dad," Percy muttered, wiping the water from his face to stare at him. "What are you doing here?" Percy noticed Nico scrunching down to hide behind him, and although he found it endearing, he didn't make a comment on it.

"It's not often I'm called down to Camp for something you didn't do," he said, smirking at his son, who just made a 'hmmph' noise and stood up, helping Nico stand up too. Nico gripped onto his hand briefly before letting go and giving a jerky bow to Poseidon, who smiled at him and nodded. "Now, there is some things we need to discuss; I will meet you all at The Big House."

With that said, he disappeared, making Percy round on Grover.

"What the Hades was that about?"

"I will explain everything once we are in a more… private, setting. Come boys. There is much to discuss," Chiron said before Grover could open his mouth.

"Can we go dry off first? I don't want to be dripping all over the place," Nico muttered, staring at his feet.

"Very well. We will see you two shortly."

~Percy~

Nico left me on the shore to shadow travel to his cabin, kissing me quickly before disappearing.

I hate to admit it, but I could really get used to that.

As I make my way to my cabin – avoiding any strange looks I'm probably getting – I can't help but wonder why my dad got called down to Camp.

I figured it must have something to do with the whole 'burning-drowning' thing, but what could it mean that the God of the Sea had to come down to handle it?

And did that mean Nico's dad would be coming too? Because I really did not want to see him again.

He and I weren't exactly on the best of terms, considering almost every time I saw him he attempted to kill me.

Just saying.

Once I'm at my cabin, I throw on a dry shirt and shorts and I can't help but wonder, what the hell did I do this time?

~Nico~

I had changed into some dry clothes – black of course, because I wasn't giving that up any time soon – when I heard a knock on my cabin door.

Percy. Of course it was him; why else would I be drowning right now?

He steps in and I watch him as he grins at me.

"Ready?"

"No," I mumbled as he grabs my hand, pulling me out behind him. I tug my hand away as we walk silently up to The Big House.

Is what's transpiring between us so terrible that they had to call in Percy's dad?

I mean, I'm really beginning to like how he kisses, and how they make me feel…

I feel happy, and I haven't really felt like this since…

Since Bianca died.

And I'll be damned – no pun intended, I swear – if they take this from me.

I need him.

Oh sweet Underworld, I need this idiot.

Aww… This should make for an interesting next chapter I hope.

Thanks for reading & see ya'll soon!

-JustMe133