Now naked, he stumbled back into the bathroom and hopped in the shower. As soon as the water touched his skin Percy felt like he could take on the entire Olympian council despite the grueling spar he just endured. Even after all these years, he marveled at how easy it was to heal himself, he watched as the bones painlessly rearranged themselves into a fully functioning hand. Giving it an experimental flex, he smiled as he felt no pain or pressure. After about fifteen more minutes or so he had finished healing, and showering, feeling rejuvenated and refreshed but somehow still tired. Percy shut the shower off and willed himself dry. Without missing a beat he dove into bed, naked and let out a sigh of relief, rest at last.
-XXXXXXX- Chapter 3: First Day of School
Kiba walked beside Percy with a scowl on his face through the streets of the small town of Japan. They had gone back and forth for almost an hour until Kiba had to eventually concede. Percy was the most stubborn man Kiba had ever met, completely immune to all forms of persuasion, from demanding to pleading.
Now, you may be asking yourself, what was Percy so adamant about not doing?
Wearing a school uniform, he had ditched the ribbon and sports jacket and opted to leave his dress shirt untucked, leaving the top button unbuttoned. He was pretty sure if he did not destroy Percy's normal clothes he would have worn that. However in an unbiased and totally not gay opinion, Percy looked pretty good; even if he was definitely going to get into a lot of trouble. Something that Kiba did not like.
"You're going to look like an idiot in front of the school today." Kiba remarked while they were walking.
Percy snorted "This coming from the dude who looks like a real-life Ken doll. I'd rather look like a so-called idiot than like Barbie." He replied with a slight smirk.
"You go to their school you have to wear their dress code!"
"Listen man, I love being part of the peerage, I love Japan, but there is no way in hell (Pun INTENDED) I am looking like that. I'll wear my clothes how I want and be damn proud." Kiba rolled his eyes as they rounded the corner and the school came into view. When they arrived they walked through the main doors and towards the admissions office.
Percy received a lot of hungry gazes from the ladies, to which he just smiled charmingly. That was something Kiba admired, unlike just about every other boy in the school bar himself. Percy did not seem like the perverted type, and while the peerage was great and all, there were no dudes to talk about dude things with. Like a rather pretty blue-haired girl he met on the streets a couple days ago.
When Percy arrived at the main desk to the admissions office he cleared his throat to get the attention of the female working there. Reacting to the noise the woman looked up from her computer and pushed her glasses up into her eyes, quickly she scanned Percy's body, taking in everything, mentally critiquing his attire. "Yes?" she asked politely.
Unsure of what exactly to say Percy looked to Kiba for help. Seeing his friend in distress the knight stepped forward. "Excuse me ma'am my 'cousin' Percy Jackson here has moved to Japan from the states. He is going to have to get registered and his schedule and whatnot." The receptionist nodded and wordlessly pulled a clipboard out from one of the desk drawers.
"Sign here, and here. For now you will have all the same classes as Kiba. By tomorrow if you could come by here I will give you a newly made schedule." She finished, placing a pen on the papers. Percy took the clipboard from the woman and began scanning the contents of the paper, popular to contrary belief Percy was not a complete idiot, he knew enough to not mindlessly sign whatever was handed to him. After an eternity (Thanks dyslexia) of reading Percy seemed content with the rules and regulations and signed the papers. Handing the clipboard back he nodded politely
"Thank you." He said jogging to catch up with Kiba's retreating figure. Percy and Kiba zig zagged through the hallways of Kuoh academy "Why are we walking so fast?" Percy asked. Kiba merely pointed to a clock as they passed by, showing the time 8:29 am "Were going to be late." He grunted, before speeding up. The rook of Rias just rolled his eyes at the goody-two shoeness (That's a word) of the knight in question before speeding up to his friend.
Kiba pushed the door open as the bell rang and the two entered, the teacher, a portly man with brown hair and rectangle glasses smiled at the sight of his favorite student. His smile had quickly changed to an expression of confusion upon the arrival of Percy. "Good morning Kiba, who is this lad, a new student?" he asked, to which Kiba nodded. Turning his attention to the new student he continued. "I am Mr. Hirotada, young man if you could go to the front of the room and introduce yourself it would be much appreciated."
Percy shot a desperate glance to Kiba who gestured to introduce himself to the class. Percy was never really one to get himself involved in large groups, preferring and excelling in smaller groups or just in the company of one. Pushing his minor insecurities to the side he smiled a big smile and stepped forward, replaying his introduction from the one last night, modifying certain parts to keep the ignorant, well, ignorant. "Hi, I'm Percy Jackson and I am Kiba's 'cousin' from the US, I enjoy fencing and am seventeen. Also my favorite color is blue." Percy added his favorite color in there again because if he was going to do something he was going to be consistent gods-dammit, or would it be God-dammit, He wasn't sure anymore.
Mr. Hirotada rested his hands on the desk. "Thank you for the introduction Mr. Jackson." He then pointed to the empty desk next to Kiba. "You may take your seat next to your cousin." Percy strode over to his alleged 'cousin' who was seated in the exact center of the room. The only seat open was to the right of Kiba and surrounding him were six or seven hormonal female teenagers all batting their eyelashes at him. Percy had to stifle a laugh before coming to a realization. Kiba's face remained passive the entire time and he seemed oblivious to the obvious flirting, and Kiba's face was a face that Percy knew all too well, it was a face he would make typically in a conversation with the other gender. It made him think, now getting an outsider's view. Was he really that dumb as a little kid? How many hearts had he broken before having his own break? A possible list formed in his head 'Rachel, Zoe, Calypso, Reyna.' How many had he truly hurt?
Sighing plopped down next to his friend, immediately the hungry gazes turned to him as he tried his best to ignore them but they were really starting to make him squirm. Mr. Hirotada had already begun class and was writing stuff down on the chalkboard, his dyslexia made it near indecipherable so he leaned over and whispered in Kiba's ear. "What subject is this?" He asked.
Kiba gave his 'cousin' a crazed look that seemed to ask 'That's a joke right?' however seeing the legitimacy of the question etched on the confused face of Percy he responded rather harshly. "It's, math class, how could you not figure out that it was math class dumbass?" Percy looked at Kiba strangely like he couldn't tell if he was joking or not.
"No, seriously what class is this?"
Kiba repeated the previous statement, punctuating each word. "It's – math – class."
"But my dyslexia only affects letters and math is with numbers and stuff right? So stop joking with me, what class is this?" He challenged.
Answering a question with a question Kiba rolled his eyes. "Ever hear of Algebra? Did they even teach you anything in your old school?" Percy just shrugged. "I don't know. I missed the past two years." Kiba looked at his friend with wide eyes. Missing two years of school, advanced skills with a sword, obviously a rough childhood due to his reaction from last night and not to mention he was DIED, at seventeen. Could this be some sort of new Holy Sword project? Who really was Percy Jackson?
-XXXXXXXX- Last Period
Percy walked into history class alone. Last period in Chemistry there experiment had gone completely wrong and Kiba unfortunately had taken the brunt of the impact and was now resting in the nurse's office. Percy had helped him there and left him in the hands of the school nurse. On his way out he bumped into Rias who had immediately run to Kiba's side. He had to fight the pang of jealously that wormed into his heart at the amount of care Rias had shown to her knight.
Putting on a confident face Percy opened the door to what would be the last class of a long day. The chatting between classmates had ceased and all attention immediately centralized on him as he walked through the door. Yup, just another normal occurrence for the day. For as long as he could remember Percy was in the spotlight, even before learning his demigod heritage Percy always tried to hide or stay in the back of the class when it came to school, unfortunately that only made him stand out even more. As a demigod, well the first two days in the Hermes cabin were some of the best days he had ever had. Camp Half-Blood was a place where he fit in and to everyone else he was just the run-of-the-mill demigod. Once he got claimed by big bad Poseidon the ocean god and dad, he was treated like an idol and always stuck out like a sore thumb, something he never wanted. Even now the years of fighting had done him unholy justice as he was muscular and very handsome, garnering the attention of many girls in the class and the entire school in general.
In the history class he could feel two major groups forming.
1. Most boys, where there weren't many to begin with.
2. The other group was made up of primarily girls, and even some boys (which was slightly disgusting) who were ogling him.
Group 1 kept muttering insults and there were multiple threats and glaring at him. No doubt for stealing all the ladies they were so obviously getting. Group 2 was just staring at him, like a piece of meat, there was even a girl in the front seat with spectacles staring wide-eyed at his crotch muttering incoherent things like "What size is he?" with a healthy amount of drool escaping her lips. And the boys left over from Group 1 well, make no mistake, Percy was not anti-gay or anything but he was straightly (Pun intended) heterosexual. He didn't really care what you did with your life because hey 'You do you.' however once you involved him that's where he drew the line.
Percy was broken out of his musings when the history teacher walked in behind him drawing the class (except the girl in the front, who was still staring at his crotch) and Percy's attention. The teacher stopped short in the doorway at the sight of a new student, before relaxing considerably, with a warm smile he addressed him. "Ah, yes you must be Percy Jackson, yes the teachers in your previous classes told me about you."
Percy turned with the teacher as he crossed the room and began to take out his computer from his satchel and attach it to the wires running to the projector. Returning the smile he asked "All good things I hope."
The teacher laughed lightly "Of course my boy, of course. Now, if you would please take a seat so we can start the class."
Percy readjusted the straps of his bag "So do I just sit anywhere or-" He trailed off. The teacher face-palmed himself and for a second Percy was worried he had said something stupid.
"How could I forget?" He exclaimed before scanning the room, pointing to the back corner he said "You can sit next to that young gentleman over there. Issei!" The teacher yelled, the newly introduced Issei just raised his head out of his arms, eyes half open, a telltale sign this kid had been sleeping.
"Wha?" He mumbled.
"Introduce yourself to the new student Issei." The teacher demanded. Issei raised his hand lazily. "I'm Issei *yawn Hyoudou welcome to history class. AKA hell, goodnight." He finished, slamming his head back into the comforting embrace of the wooden desk underneath him.
Percy just stared at the figure of the boy, a sense of respect and anger running through his mind. His only thought at the mixed feelings he was having was not a good one, so simple it was only two words. "Oh – shit."
Flashback: LUNCHTIME BABY!
Percy had bummed some money out of Kiba and had bought himself a nice school lunch consisting of school pizza, wachusett sour cream and onion chips (#sponsored) and a Coca Cola from a vending machine. Exiting the lunch line he scanned the cafeteria for a place to sit, Kiba's table was filled with him, the girls from math class, religion class and more. So Kiba was ruled out as an option. Rias had informed him that she had no need to attend to school and as a result, was not a school, shocking I know. Akeno was nowhere to be found and he was basically left alone on his first day of school.
Wow this felt familiar, in the back corner by the exit was a lone boy with spiky brown hair and seemed to care about the dress code as much as he did. Leaving his shirt unbuttoned completely to reveal his red undershirt and had ditched the tie much like Percy had. He was looking mournfully into his food with shiny amber eyes. Percy felt a bit of sympathy for this guy, he knew what it was like to be left out or isolated. Deciding enough was enough he made his way over to the guy, intending to sit with him, however the second he passed by the doorway he was dragged by the ear, hard.
"Ow, ow, ow!" He screamed, drawing the attention of everyone in the cafe, unaware he was making a scene.
About fifteen feet or so down the hallway his ear was final let go of, he whirled around to catch a glimpse of his attacker, when he saw it was only Koneko he relaxed and began to rub his now bright red ear.
"Koneko what was that for?" He pouted/whined, still massaging his ear.
A ghost of a smile played on Koneko's lips at the childish show her fellow rook was putting on. Percy smiled at that, Koneko was far too serious for Percy's liking; he believed that she should enjoy her life as much as she could; life was too short to be worrying. He learned that the hard way. Then and there he decided he would help the freshman before him smile more and preserve her innocence as long as he could no matter what the cost. Little did he already know however, she had already lost it.
"So what's up Koneko?" Percy asked the freshman. All happiness left Koneko's face and darkened making the usually cute girl look menacing.
"Percy, that boy you were about to sit next to. Avoid him at all costs, do you understand?"
Percy's face adopted a confused expression. "Uhh, of course but um, can I ask why?"
Koneko growled. "Issei Hyoudou is the biggest pervert the world has ever seen. Don't go near him and don't even look at him."
If Koneko's face was menacing, Percy's was downright furious. "Koneko, did he, look at you." He grunted, in barely concealed rage. Koneko nodded mutely, afraid, Percy wasn't even angry at her and she felt like she wanted to crawl up in a hole and hide for the rest of her life. His eyes seemed to swirl like a hurricane revolving around his pupils. And the power, the waves of power emitted off of him was nearly overwhelming. Percy began to turn around and muttered "I'm going to kill him." with a vicious snarl on his face. Koneko grabbed him by the arm to stop him from killing the perverted boy. She surprised both of them by pulling him into a hug, burying her head into his chest due to her short height. She was touched by the way Percy had reacted, in her mind she was the princess and he was her knight in shining armor.
"Please Percy, don't hurt him, just promise me you'll stay away." Percy sighed, he was a sucker for beautiful women, I mean what man isn't.
Pulling her a bit closer he started stroking her sterling silver hair. "Fine." But is tone immediately turned serious "But if he so much as glances in your direction I'll rip his eyes out." He growled. Koneko pried herself out of the hug and smiled at Percy's protectiveness.
"Thank you Percy." She said, turning to walk away.
"Um, Koneko?" Percy asked, the female rook turned back around, finding him nervously shifting foot to foot, gripping the sides of his lunch tray. "Is it okay if I eat lunch with you?" He asked.
Koneko almost chuckled at Percy's sudden show of shyness. "Of course." She said "Come on."
Flashback End.
"ISSEI!" the teacher screamed, said boy's head snapped back up from the desk.
"Fine." He muttered.
The teacher turned back to Percy and motioned for Percy to sit. "My apologies, Mr. Hyoudou here is one of the, less polite students in this class." Cue indignant 'Hey!'
Percy just smiled at the teacher and walked over to his desk, sliding his bag of his shoulders he plopped down in his chair. The teacher turned to the board and began explaining something Percy did not really comprehend; he was too busy glaring at Issei who easily shifted uneasily under his gaze. Percy reached over and grabbed Issei by the undershirt and dragged him close, faces inches apart. "Listen to me and listen closely." He growled "If you so much as look in Koneko's direction again, I will rip your eyes out and force feed them to you. Do I make myself clear?"
Issei's eyes were wide with fear, he nodded vigorously and Percy smiled before releasing him. "Good, now that we understand each other, I have a question. Why are you a pervert?" he asked, rather bluntly.
Issei gained a prideful glint in his eyes. "One day, I'll become harem king; all the titties will be mine."
Percy gave Issei a dead pan look. "Yeah I bet you get all the ladies like that. Tell me how many ladies have come to you, oh great harem king?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
Issei's mood immediately became downcast. "Well, none." He said before he puffed up his chest "But that just means I haven't hit my stride yet. It'll happen you'll see."
Percy leaned closer to Issei. "Listen, if you stop being so perverted, I'll help you pick up some women. Deal?" He stuck out his hand.
Issei seemed to ponder this idea. "Fine." He grumbled. "But I better be getting mad pussy." He said, grabbing Percy's hand and gripping it firmly.
-XXXXXXXXX-
The second the bell rang Issei ran out of class, bag flying behind him by the handles held over his shoulder. Percy shouldered his bag and with a chuckle he realized that this had to be the most unproductive class in history (Pun Intended) because he didn't even open his bag, sighing he began to jog after Issei. Now don't get any wrong ideas, Percy wasn't a stalker or anything, but he wanted to see how serious Issei was taking the deal he offered. Percy exited the class and into the hallway. He found no sight of the spiky brown haired perverted boy. With a sigh and a mental reminder to never get into the tail business he ran to the exit, where he figured Issei would go. When he exited the building he scanned the crowds milling about on the large marble staircase he was at the top of. From left to right he scanned and again he found no sight of the spiky brown haired perverted boy. But wait! In his peripheral vision he saw a brown haired figure duck into a small courtyard at the bottom of the steps.
Unsure if it was Issei or not Percy shrugged and decided to follow as he had no better leads. Percy calmly walked down the staircase as to not draw any attention. However the second he reached the courtyard he pressed his back up against the wall and peered around the corner, sure enough it was Issei, but he wasn't the only one there. Two more boys, both he recognized from history class, (Who had called him the insult/compliment of Pretty Boy) the one on the left was bald and had eyes so small it looked like they were shut and the other one with black hair like his, face half covered by his massive glasses. They seemed to by trying to convince Issei of something, and it seemed the Issei was quite conflicted about the idea. After a while of what was silent convincing to Percy, unfortunately he did not have super hearing, Issei slumped in defeat and the two boys cheered.
The trio had been trekking in the woods, completely unaware of the shadowy figure, stealthily stalking them through the trees.
"This is going to be the greatest peep show ever!" The bald one, Matsuda exclaimed.
"You know it! I am going to save every image I can for later!" The one with glasses, Motohama replied, glasses flashing in the sunlight. Turning to his friend, who was unusually silent, being typically the most enthusiastic of the group he asked. "What about you Issei? Who's titties do you want to see the most?"
Before Issei could state his concerns regarding the scary threat Percy had sent him earlier that day, Matsuda chimed in. "I for one want to see Koneko Toujou's tits. For a freshman she sure has gorgeous globes."
Motohama salivated at the mention of Koneko's boobs. "34 D's and some of the perkiest I have ever seen. I CAN'T WAIT ANY LONGER! LET'S GO!" He screamed and darted to the girls locker room which were just in view, Matsuda in tow.
The second Matsuda had uttered the word 'Koneko' Issei felt as if he was under the scrutinizing gaze of his old buddy from history class, Percy. His threat ran through his mind "If you so much as look in Koneko's direction again, I will rip your eyes out and force feed them to you. Do I make myself clear?" With wide eyes he realized that Percy would probably kill just about anyone who looked at Koneko the wrong way. Why? He didn't exactly know, but the fact still stands if he peeped he was as good as dead. Issei jogged over to the side of the girl's changing room were Motohama and Matsuda were wrestling over control of the tiny slit in between the slats of wood where you could see into the inside of the room. Issei checked the surrounding area to make sure no one was watching them.
"Uh, guys I don't think we should be here right now." He said, without missing a beat Matsuda asked.
"Why? It never bothered us before who sees us peeping."
"Yeah, you got to remember it's the end result that counts." Motohama said, still wrestling with Matsuda, then he whisper/yelled. "YES, KONEKO SPOTTED, TAKE OFF THOSE CLOTHES GIRL!"
The second that Motohama had finished that sentence a loud taxi cab whistle sounded out from the trees. The three boys turned to see a lone rock soaring through the air. The three watched, stunned as it continued its path and hit Motohama right in the balls. He let out a high pitched yelp and dropped to his knees, his hands clenched under his unmentionables as his face lost all blood and he went white as a ghost.
From the woods emerged the last person Issei wanted to see right now. Percy Jackson, the scary-ass new kid appeared and had a roll of duct tape in his hand. Percy, to Issei had made the roll of duct tape he was carrying look like the pitch fork of Satan himself when Matsuda had snarled "Oh look, it's the Pretty boy. You'll pay for hurting my friend!" Then he charged at Percy, fists swinging. Percy merely unrolled the duct tape arm's length and waited for Matsuda to reach him. He ducked under the first punched and used the duct tape to table top Matsuda, who had landed flat on his back with a thud. Issei pressed himself against the outside wall of the locker room in a feeble attempt to make himself as small as possible.
Percy however ignored Issei and strolled over to Motohama; he looked down at Motohama and nudged him with his foot where Motohama fell like a tree, tears streaking from the corners of his glasses from the rock to the cock. Quick as a flash Percy began to unravel the duct tape and wrap it around Motohama's wrists, he followed suit with his ankles before placing a piece of tape around his mouth. He looked like the largest, fully dressed, perverted pig you had ever seen, tied up and ready for a feast.
Motohama had seemed to recover from the pain and was yelling at Percy through his gag. The green-eyed new student ignored Motohama's protests and walked back to where Matsuda was laying on the ground unconscious. He picked up the unconscious pervert and dragged him over to the tied up Motohama. Roughly throwing him down, he propped Matsuda up against Motohama and wrapped the both of them in duct tape so they were stuck back to back. He then completed the same process that he used on Motohama wrapping the wrists, then ankles, and then mouth.
Percy then tossed the duct tape to the side and then looked at Issei. Issei turned a stark white, panicking even though he didn't do anything he wasn't sure Percy knew that and well, eye balls were definitely not his favorite delicacy, especially when they're your own. His eyes were closed as he prepared for the worst. Instead of the physical pain he had expected however all he had gotten was a rough grab by the front of the shirt. Percy started dragging him and Issei cracked an eye open, they were walking, back to the peep hole? Was Percy about to peep? Did he just want Koneko all to himself and that was why he was intimidating anyone who got too close? Unfortunately that idea seemed a bit far-fetched and was highly unlikely. His claim was further backed up when instead of looking through the hole, he slammed on the side of the locker room
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
He then dragged Issei out behind the tree line to watch the show. Ten half-dressed girls walked out lead by none other than Koneko herself. Issei wisely closed his eyes and he could hear Percy chuckle. Whether it was because of the fact Issei closed his eyes or the muffles of pain and agony he could hear being emitted from his best friends he wasn't sure, but he sure as hell knew he wasn't going to open his eyes to find out. After a few excruciating moments he heard Percy say "You can open your eyes now."
Issei raised his eyelids and blinked the spots out of his eyes from the amount of time they had been closed. He found Percy sitting on a tree stump leaning his back against a tree, with a crazy smile on his face. Without looking at Issei he said. "You, know for a second there I thought I was going to make my first attempt at an amputation." Sighing he stood up and strolled over to Issei, throwing his arm around the brunette's shoulder. "Alright, you held up your side of the deal so I'll hold up mine, so first things first. There are two groups, the birds, and the bees-"
And that was a start of a beautiful friendship.
A/N: A couple of reviews said that my intro was dumb and cliché. I know, I know. Just think of this story as dinner growing up. The beginning was just the same old vegetables you have every night. You eat them as fast as you can to get them out of the way. I promise though that the rest of the story will be some of the juiciest meat and potatoes you have ever tasted so stay tuned.
REVIEWS
Aetemus: Fuck off, Its people like you that make the internet a bad place you Indian slut. (I have nothing against Indians I just needed an adjective)
Cruden: Rest assured, Riptide will be back baby, I also totally forgot about the tattoo. Thanks for reminding me, that'll have to come up later in the story.
DaveChaosity319: For the cannon Percy will be under Rias. Maybe in like an epilogue chapter will he have his own peerage, or take over Rias' peerage because spoilers, he is going to hook up with Rias.
Zombiemaker22, MaSKedGamer1, Charli. , Cruden: Thank you for the support, its those kind of reviews that really tell me if this story is really even worth writing and if it is a great motivator for me. Keep rocking guys.
Percyofhellhounds: I feel like your messing with me right now. I don't know if I am just under appreciating my own work or you are over hyping this a lot but thanks, it means a lot to me, especially it being my first review ever. P.S. You know you can change your name right? If you have been on this website since the fourth grade than I would think that you already know that. So that must mean deep down inside you like your pen name. Don't you?