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Title: A Teacher's Family – Life at Aken Academy

Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus; high school AU

Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Rick Riordan for he created the awesomeness that is Nico di Angelo. And everything else related to Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus. Aside from the Gods, they belong to the old Greeks. This fanfiction and its OCs on the other hand are entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.

Warnings: shounen-ai, threesome, family fluff, explicit intercourse, anal, oral, self-loathing, past rape, past child abuse, alternate families, shoujo-ai, hetero

Main Pairing: Nico/Percy and Trend/Derek/Sam

Side Pairings: Luke/Octavian, Frank/Hazel/Leo, Piper/Annabeth, Chris/Clarisse, Charles/Silena, Jason/Reyna, Grover/Juniper, Octavian/Percy (past), Marshall/Sara, Loki/Blance, Vic/Stella/Jonas

Percy Jackson Characters: Perseus Jackson, Nico di Angelo, Luke Castellan, Octavian Simmons, Leo Valdez, Hazel Levesque, Frank Zhang, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Annabeth Chase, Piper McLean, Clarisse la Rue, Chris Rodriguez, Travis Stoll, Connor Stoll, Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano, Jason Grace, Silena Beauregard, Charles Beckendorf, Ethan Nakamura, Alabaster C. Torrington, Juniper, Grover Underwood, Paul Blofis, Sally Jackson, Hades, Persephone, Small Bob, Mrs. O'Leary

Own Characters of the Next Generation: Nicercy: Sam Raser, Derek Rhys, Trend Austin

Luktavian: Sedanur Aykan, Chrisse: Calandra Rodriguez, Chrysander Rodriguez

Jayna: Hercules Grace, Pipabeth: Theadora Tiphane Chase, Frazeleo: Nicole Esperanza Zhang

Own Characters: Marshall Mikaelson, Sara Mers, Phylicia Rosenberg, Melissa Montgomery, Stella Ribeiro, Jonas Meyer, Victor Kruger, Erik Anderson, Charles Smith, Takara Thompson, Loki Murdock, Blance Lamour, Joanna Foxx

Summary: Nico and Percy adopted Trend, Derek and Sam. Now they have to raise their children and it proves to be easier when they're kids, because as teenager, they also have to battle hormones. Not that their kids have it easy, being the sons of the swim coach and the Italian teacher at their high school and knowing most of the teachers privately leads to some mocking and bullying.

A Teacher's Family

Life at Aken Academy

Chapter 4: The Teenage Years Part II

Life was so close to perfection that Derek was feeling as though he could fly. As of three weeks now he was a student at the Aken Academy and as of two weeks he was a member of Coach Beckendorf's cheerleading squad – the best squad of the state. He had found an amazing best friend in Phyl Rosenberg, a shy, Jewish girl that loved flowers nearly as much as Derek did. And he had a hot and handsome boyfriend. There were only two, maybe three, problems. He had to keep his boyfriend a secret and he couldn't have the one he had been in love with. Thirdly, both the boy he was dating and the boy he had been in love with for years were his adopted brothers.

"Derek? Where are you with your thoughts?", asked Phyl softly, nudging him.

He shook his head and looked up. His friends from the cheerleading squad – Phyl Rosenberg, Melissa Montgomery, Stella Ribeiro and Kara Thompson – were sitting with him during lunch. Stella was the captain of their squad, a real Brazilian beauty. She was currently gossiping with Melissa. Mh, that looked interesting. Derek leaned in some to listen in on the conversation.

"Hottest and cutest guy in the school", informed Kara him bored. "Is what they're talking about."

"Oh. Right", nodded Derek and turned to Stella, who was in the middle of an elaborate explanation.

"Jonas has the cutest ass in the history of butts and with his bright, blonde hair, all tousled. He's the cutest thing ever", sighed Stella and batted her eyelashes. "And Vic is obviously the hottest guy. I mean, have you seen all that muscular deliciousness? Mh... that chocolate-god..."

"It was kinda obvious that you'd chose your boyfriends", snorted Melissa and rolled her eyes.

"What are you girls talking about?", asked a sudden voice from behind Derek.

The brunette blinked as he suddenly had two arms wrapped around his shoulders and a head resting on top of his. He knew those bronze-skinned arms. Smiling to himself, he held onto Sam's arms.

"Hey, sweetheart", smiled Derek and leaned up to kiss his cheek.

"You know, we have football training and I was wondering if our beautiful cheerleaders may want to come and watch?", offered Sam and winked at the girls. "Pizza at the Happy Dragon afterward."

"Who would I be to say no to that?", grinned Stella and batted her eyelashes at Sam.

"You already have two boyfriends", pointed Derek out, looking unimpressed.

"So what? When I see something I like...", drawled Stella nonchalantly.

"Stop bickering and come to cheer me on while I'm being awesome", ordered Sam.

Derek would have to be dumb to say no to that, so he took his four female friends and followed Sam to the football field where Jason was already torturing the rest of the team, so Sam hastily jogged up to join his team-mates. Derek grinned and waved when Sam came to stand next to Trend. The mohawked boy looked so adorably proud. Sam really had been looking forward to having Derek in the audience during training, because no one (aside from mom) cheered louder than Derek.

"Baby! Baby, come here!", called Stella out, waving to Vic.

Vic was broad, dark-skinned and hot, to make it short. The member of the basketball-team walked over to join his girlfriend, kissing the cheerleader softly and pulling her close. Derek glared. He wanted that too, to be so affectionate with his boyfriend in public. But his boyfriend was his brother, to everyone outside. Huffing a little, he leaned back and started to watch Trend and Sam. They were so incredibly sexy in their little costumes – uniforms, whatever.

"Did I miss something? Am I too late?", panted someone next to Derek suddenly.

"Mom, this is training, not a game", snorted Derek amused and turned toward Percy.

"It's the first training of the season!", argued Percy, nudging Derek. "I didn't miss your very first training with Silena either, after all. You're my babies, I have to document everything!"

"Mom, don't embarrass me!", whined Derek flustered.

"I think your mom is amazing", grinned Phyl softly.

"Go Sam! Go Trend!", called Percy out loudly, waving widely.

While Derek tried to shrink next to his mother, Sam on the field perked up and looked really happy.

/break\

Percy was laying on the couch, well, technically speaking, he was laying on Nico who was laying on the couch. Curled together against his husband's chest, now that was perfect. Small Bob was laying on the backrest of the couch and Mrs. O'Leary was laying at their feet. The fireplace was cackling with a nice, warm fire. Two glasses of good wine were standing next to them. Their kids were out with their friends; the football team and the cheerleaders had headed out for pizza.

"I'm glad that Derek found a place", whispered Percy softly. "I mean, he just... he's always clinging so much onto Sam and Trend. It's nice he found something for himself."

"Yeah, but... cheerleading?", questioned Nico with a frown.

"Yes. Cheerleading. As long as he's having fun", grunted Percy with a warning in his voice.

"I'm just saying that a boy on the cheerleading squad is, well, untypical. I'm worried he may get bullied for it", sighed Nico and shook his head. "You know how cruel kids can be."

"Oh, Derek will be fine", chuckled Percy and leaned in to kiss Nico. "And even if not, he has Sam and Trend on his side. You know how well those three look out for each other."

"I know. I actually think that once either of them is having an admirer, that person would be in more trouble with the brothers than with me", chuckled Nico amused.

Percy just smiled to himself and nodded silently. There was something Nico hadn't caught on with yet. Then again, Percy was the one who was the closest during training sessions, so maybe he saw things from a perspective Nico had not yet seen. He decided to wait for Nico to realize it himself.

/break\

"You'll do good. You'll kick ass. You'll so win", chanted Percy as he hugged Trend and Sam tightly.

"Unless you break their ribs in this hug. Let them go, Jason is already glaring daggers at the back of your head, Perce", chuckled Nico, pulling his husband off their sons.

"Di Angelo three, di Angelo four, get moving", ordered Jason seriously. "Di Angelo one, di Angelo two. Go back to the stands and stay away from my players."

"Yes, sir", grinned Percy and left together with 'di Angelo one', aka his husband.

The two ran back to the bleachers to take their seats next to Leo, Hazel, Frank and Esperanza. The little one was sitting on Frank's lap, looking curious. It was the first game of the season. Derek and the other cheerleaders were cheering, Trend and Sam were playing. A day to be proud of their boys. They just really wished their sons would win this game, it would be a boost for the following games of the season. Nico was pretty sure that Percy throat would be sore tomorrow, because his husband kept screaming their sons' names. But hey, the kiss Nico got when their team won was worth the tinnitus he probably got from Percy's constant screaming.

The boys on the field were as cheerful when they headed for the showers to get showered and changed. Trend knew that staring was wrong, but honestly, he was only human too. Seeing Sam under the showers right next to him, with the water running down his perfect bronze-skin. That well-sculpted body, the perfectly shaped bubble-butt. How could he possibly not look?

"Wow, you got a nice piece of ass there, di Angelo", commented Chuck from behind them.

Sam stiffened and turned to glare. Next to Chuck were Jonas and Erik, both laughing a little.

"Dudes, not cool", warned Loki, who just wrapped his towel around his waist.

Sam liked Loki. The black-haired boy was the boyfriend of a team-mate of Sam's from the swim team; Blance Lamour. Before either Loki or Sam could say something, Trend cast a shadow.

"Knock it off or I may knock you out", warned Trend with a dangerous glare.

"The di Angelo brothers are... a little protective of each other", commented Jonas, eyebrows raised.

Sam glared at the wall and kept showering. He hated this. Most of all, he hated how sensitive he was to other people looking at him or flirting with him or worse, touching him. The down-side of being in a sport-team; shared showers and locker-rooms. He was glad that he had Trend, because he knew the blonde would never let him down, would always be there to protect him. Just like Derek.

"Sweetheart? Blondie? You done yet? Mom and dad want to go", called a voice outside.

"Nearly. You know you can come in, right? It's the guys' locker-room. You're a guy", replied Sam.

The door opened and a very happy Derek entered. Sam was only wearing his boxers as of yet and the view was good. It damped his mood a little when he saw Trend, because he really wanted to pull his boyfriend into a kiss for winning. But he couldn't, not publicly. And he hated it. The annoyance vanished when he was suddenly lifted up into the air and whirled around. Blinking a couple of times, he stared down at the brightly smiling, mohawked boy with the sparkling, green eyes.

"We won, Der!", exclaimed Sam and put Derek down again. "First game and we won. Kicked ass."

"Yes, you did good. Good boy", praised Derek, patting Sam's head. "Such a good, good boy."

Sam blushed a little and glared at the younger boy before getting back to getting dressed. Their dad had promised them his famous salmon lasagna if they'd win and he was starving. The three di Angelos were out of the locker-room within minutes and when they reached their car, they got pulled into a tight hug by a very proud Percy. He kept ruffling their hair and kissing their foreheads until Nico tried to pry the boys out of his possessive grasp.

"Mine! My precious!", protested Percy with a hiss. "My precious little darlings!"

"Yes and you can continue to coddle them while I cook at home", pointed Nico out.

"Yeah, mom. I'm really starving", nodded Sam, offering Percy his famous kitten-eyes.

The whole family spend the drive talking about the game, constantly interrupting each other as everyone had another point of view on what had happened. It was pretty typical for their family, they could really get into it when one of them had some kind of competition and with Trend and Sam on the football-team, Trend on the basketball-team, Sam on the swim-team and Derek on the cheerleading-team, they had a lot of those to attend and discuss.

"Dad will cook you something really nice and I'll make your favorite smoothies, why don't you go and put your feet up for a while, bambini?", suggested Percy, kissing each of their heads.

"I'll go and soak in the tub for a little, I think I pulled a muscle", nodded Sam.

"And you're only telling me now?!", asked Percy wide-eyed. "Where does it hurt, baby boy?"

"Mom", whined Sam embarrassed. "I'm fine. It's just a little sore now. A nice, hot bath and I'll be all good again. Promise. And can you maybe make pudding, pretty please, mommy?"

"Again with the kitten-eyes", muttered Percy amused, ruffling Sam's mohawk. "Sure, my boy."

"We'll be upstairs, mom. Call us when dinner's ready?", requested Derek, pulling Trend along.

While Sam disappeared in the bathroom, Derek pulled Trend into the blonde's bedroom and pinned him against the door once they were inside. Trend grunted a little, every time surprised by Derek's strength. But horniness made the brunette stronger. Trend leaned against the door as his pants got pulled down and his boyfriend went down on him. Derek hummed softly and kissed along the hard length of his blonde, licking the dick once before wrapping his lips around the head. He loved that nice, large cock. Trend groaned softly, fingers clawed into Derek's curls.

"Why do you have to be so good at this? I need to keep silent", hissed Trend, bucking his hips.

"Yes, you do", chimed Derek with a grin and licked along the slit, making Trend whimper.

Derek loved being in control and having Trend at his mercy like that – one right lick and nip and Trend would come – it was a good feeling. But since their parents were just downstairs and Sam was two doors over in the bathroom, Derek used all the dirty, little tricks he had learned over the past months to make Trend come quickly. There was that one spot on the underside of Trend's cock that made the blonde collapse. Derek's thumbs massaged Trend's hipbones while the brunette sucked and licked on the hardness until Trend came, with a muffled moan.

"Your reward for winning", grinned Derek and wiped the cum off his chin.

"Mh, I need to win more often then", panted Trend, grabbing Derek by the neck and pulling him into a long, passionate kiss. "I think... I love you, Der."

"Don't go all mushy on me", warned Derek, licking his lips. "But... I return the sentiment."

The blonde chuckled amused. He knew that was the best he would get for now and that was okay. Pushing Derek away some, he started to get changed, with Derek whistling away. Little idiot. Once Derek was changed, the two of them left the room again just to run into Sam.

"Hey. What were you two doing?", asked Sam surprised. "And why aren't you changed, Der?"

"Because I had to tease Trend about his missed chance on the field", replied Derek nonchalantly.

"You're a meanie", chuckled Sam, ruffling Derek's hair. "Come on. Dad's lasagna."

The three went downstairs and got comfortable. Percy had already set the table and Nico's lasagna was smelling utterly delicious. The teens were sitting tall and proud because of the proud looks on their parents' faces. Neither of them would ever want to disappoint Percy or Nico.

/break\

"You're glowing", teased Sara, nudging Sam in the ribs. "Why are you glowing?"

"Because Der is here", replied Sam, rubbing his now aching side. "There is this fancy once-in-a-decade flower-show-thing. And he skipped it to be here and watch me!"

"That's what stalkers do", stated Blance unimpressed, tying her white hair into a knot.

"What are you talking about?", grunted Sam confused, straightening his swim-trunks.

"The boy is everywhere", replied Blance and shrugged. "When we train with the swim-team, when the football-team has training, when you're just laying somewhere, for crying out lout. I get the whole protective-brother thing, but he's more like a possessive boyfriend, really. I saw the way he glared at every boy who dares to look at you. Then again, same goes for Trend..."

Sam stared stunned after the beautiful girl in the swim-suit as she sashayed over to the pool, the people on the stands already cheering. Sara walked over to him and nudged him.

"Hey, you alright? We're on, Sam", whispered Sara concerned. "Don't take her serious. You know she can be a bitch if she wants to. We all know that you three are just awfully protective over each other after what you've been through respectively... You're all just being good brothers."

"But... what do I do if... I don't want to be their 'baby brother' they worry about...?", whispered Sam, eyes downcast. "Is... is that very wrong of me? Does that make me a bad person, Sara...?"

The ginger stared surprised at the older boy. "You... like them. As more than brothers."

"They aren't my brothers!", exclaimed Sam and lowered his voice hastily. "They're my best friends, they're the people I can trust with everything, they're my protectors, but we are not related. It's not... it's not incest or anything. I just... they're the people who make me feel safe and loved and the only ones where it doesn't bother me when they touch me. I mean, mom and dad too, but that feels different, they make me feel safe like moms and dads are supposed to, you know? That's how I knew. Because it just... feels different. It doesn't feel like family with Der and Trend."

"That's... heavy", commented Sara and clapped Sam on the shoulder. "You'll manage, Sam."

"What are you two gossiping about? We're in the middle of a tournament here!", interrupted Percy suddenly, looking mildly annoyed. "Move your butts into the water now."

Sam and Sara stared wide-eyed and ran past their coach to join the rest of the team at the pool.

/break\

Sam stared a little dumbfounded as he opened the door. Trend was reading a book upstairs, Derek was in the garden tending to the plants, Percy was watching 'his show' (Doctor Who) and Nico was cooking dinner. So it was up to Sam to go and see who was trying to burst through their door.

"Coach Rodriguez", stated Sam and blinked a couple of times. "And Sander. Hey, Sander."

Clarisse looked angry as she had her son lifted up into the air by his armpits. The little boy had his thumb caught between his lips and was staring at Sam, waving a little with the other hand.

"You ruined my boy", accused Clarisse annoyed. "He was perfectly normal before you started babysitting him and now he has an imaginary friend. And he has tea-parties with that friend. My son is having tea-parties, di Angelo. And that's your fault."

Sam knelt down in front of Sander, who looked mighty confused. "San? You have an imaginary friend? Who is your friend, little buddy? Do you want to introduce us?"

"His name is Donny", declared Sander, suddenly smiling brightly. "Is our Dark Sea! I named him Donny, that's short for Po-sei-don, he was a sea-king in Greek-land! It's a good name, right?"

"Yes, the sea prince is named Donny, that's a good name", praised Sam amused.

"Stop it!", warned Clarisse irritated. "He talks to a mermaid princess that doesn't exist!"

"Clarisse. Come inside, Nico is making his famous spaghetti with olives and bacon", interrupted Percy. "And we have wine. Good, strong wine. Hand the boy over to Sam and come inside."

"Adult-conversation. Yes, please", sighed Clarisse exhausted, pushing Sander into Sam's arms.

Sam laughed a little and hugged the little brunette close. Sander wrapped his arms around the teen.

"Can you tell me another story about Donny, please?", requested Sander wide-eyed.

"Of course I can, bambino", nodded Sam and carried the child off to the living room.

/break\

It was about two weeks after the big swim-tournament that Sara was crashing at the di Angelos' place. Late at night, she was already wearing her pjs, did she poke Sam awake again.

"Mh? What is it?", yawned Sam annoyed, glaring at his friend.

Marshall was sleeping in Trend's room and Phyl was over too, visiting Derek. It was the anniversary of the day Trend, Derek and Sam had come to join Nico and Percy in their home and their parents had allowed them to invite their best friends over to join the celebration. Tomorrow would be celebrated with a gigantic brunch with tons of bacon for Sam and lots of healthy stuff for Derek.

"I... wanted to talk to you about what you said about Derek and Trend", mumbled Sara. "Is it true? I mean, of course is it true, you wouldn't lie about something like that. I just... How did it happen?"

"I don't know", mumbled Sam with a frown, turning onto his side to look down at Sara, who was curled together in her sleeping bag. "I just realized it, when Chuck kissed me on that stupid party and Trend nearly broke his nose for it while Derek just held me and made me feel okay, like it was a big deal, even though it was only a kiss and it shouldn't have been a big deal, but they know me well enough to know that it was a big deal for me and they made me feel okay about it, even though I know it was ridiculous and dumb and that Chuck was just kissing me and nothing more. But Der and Trend know me and I think they're the only ones who will ever really know me and then I saw mom and dad together and I realized that when mom and dad protect me, it feels... different from the way Der and Trend protect me. And the way mom and dad interacted, that's what I wanted. And now I feel horrible for wanting that, because Der and Trend are kinda my brothers..."

"But you're not related, you pointed that out yourself!", added Sara and sat up some. "You're just three boys who live under the same roof. And I mean you wouldn't be the first threesome around."

Sam nodded slowly. He had been thinking that too before. His aunt Hazel was in a threesome-relationship too and she was seriously happy in it. Could he ever have that too? Did he deserve it?

"Thanks, Sara. For being there to talk to", mumbled Sam. "We should sleep. Night, Sar."


Author's note: Next chapter is already the last! Sam walks in on Trend and Derek - what will his thoughts on this be? Biiig confrontation about their feelings. And the threesome will learn what their parents think of all of this.