Sorry for not uploading for such a long time! I've been really busy! Thanks for the reviews! :')

Now, I promised to start write happier drabbles, so feel free to request songs that's a little more upbeat with happy lyrics.

Some Awsome Person: Nice that you got an account, and thanks for adding my stories as favorites :D I actually listened to your other song request, A Year Without Rain, but I couldn't come up with any idea about what to write so I'm just gonna wait with that one. But that doesn't mean I'm not gonna do it later ;)

Christina: I respect your opinion, and thanks for the advice.

Heroes – David Bowie

LEO

"The Greek demigods will have to wait here until the Romans are done talking with the Olympians. Understood?" Zeus boomed from the sky. He hadn't actually came outside to talk to them personally (he was probably still very torn between his Roman and Greek shapes), but all the demigods heard his voice clearly around them. It was strong as thunder, sharp as lightning and huge as the sky. You could hear who he was just by listening to his voice.

"We'll see you later then." Jason said to them. Hazel and Frank walked over to his side.

"Be careful." Nico said grimly. "You never know what the gods can do when they're torn like this."

Piper lunged forward and hugged Jason tightly, and before Nico could protest, Hazel had wrapped her arms around him too. He looked really surprised, but then leaned in to the touch.

"See you later then." Annabeth said with finality in her voice.

Leo, Percy, Nico, Annabeth and Piper raised their hands in farewell as Jason, Frank and Hazel entered the huge castle.

They were in the city, where everything was white and silver and gold, and everyone was stunningly beautiful or handsome. They were all minor gods, demigods or nymphs, and they giggled, pointed and winked when they noticed the five demigods standing outside the gods dwelling.

If it hadn't been for Hazel, Leo wouldn't have hesitated to flirt with some of them.

Hazel was the most amazing girl Leo ever had met. She was nice, she was sweet, she was cute and she was brave. She knew more about him than someone else, but of course she was already taken. And even though Frank and Leo had made their peace, and Leo had promised to not take away his girl, he couldn't stop being in love, and he hated it. It was the worst curse imaginable.

But he wasn't going to take away Hazel from Frank. He would give her a choice. She could say no if she wanted to. Leo honestly just wanted her to be happy.

He hoped the Romans would be done soon.

And just a moment later, Jason, Frank and Hazel stepped out from the building. The sunshine that beamed over Hazel made her eyes look like pure gold. Leo's heart ached.

They all had similar expressions on their faces: awe and confusion.

"You have to go in now." Jason said.

Percy nodded, linked his arm with Annabeth and started to go. Nico followed them, his hands in his pockets and the same grim expression as always on his face. Leo and Piper followed nervously.

Leo fiddled with some things he found in his toolbelt, thinking of when he saw Hephaestus do the same in that dream, and then realized he was going to meet his father again. Should he be happy? He honestly just felt confused.

"We're going to meet our parents." Piper said, her voice quiet and a little surprised.

"Yeah." Leo said, and then furrowed his eyebrows. "Hey, you're the daughter of Aphrodite and I'm the son of Hephaestus, and our parents are married. Are we stepsiblings?"

"Oh my gods." She groaned. "Why does the gods' family have to be so complicated? And, wait… Aphrodite is daughter of Ouranos, Zeus' grandfather. And Jason is Zeus' son. Then Aphrodite is Kronos' sister, and then she's… She's Zeus aunt. And-" Piper exclaimed, horrified.

"Stop. You're giving me a headache, sis." Leo said, only partly joking.

Piper glared at him, but he just shrugged and grinned. Then her expression softened.

"You've always been like an annoying brother to me. But I love you." She nudged him playfully, and Leo's grin widened. "Can you believe that a year ago, we were stuck at the Wilderness School?"

"I know. That would totally suck. And I love you too, by the way."

Piper smiled.

They entered the hall, and Leo had to hold back a gasp.

It was beautiful, just like you would imagine that Olympus looks like. It was like something coming straight from a fairytale, but bigger and more powerful. A huge hearth was burning in the middle of the hall.

"You designed all this?!" Leo said before he could stop himself and turned to Annabeth.

She was glowing with pride.

"Yes."

"It's amazing." Leo said and grinned. Annabeth looked a little surprised, but smiled back.

Then, after a moment of awkward silence, he realized that the gods were there too.

They were sitting on their respective thrones. They were not in human size, but huge; tall like houses, and looking even bigger because of the power they radiated. The thrones reflected who they were; for example, Poseidon's was a fisherman's chair, Dionysos' was made of vines. Leo immediately knew who was who.

His gaze immediately searched for his own father, and there he was. Ugly, with huge blots on his face and a huge beard that was sparking with fire. But his dark eyes had a glint of something, and you could see that he was more than his looks. He was wearing an brown overall stained with machine oil, with huge pockets.

Leo noticed that he was fiddling with something too, and stared down at his own hands. He raised his head again and their eyes met. Hephaestus nodded politely, and Leo did the same.

It felt strange.

He let his gaze sweep over the rest of the Olympians. Hermes' hair was salt-and-pepper-colored, and his eyes clear blue with a glint of cleverness. He had a playful smile on his lips, and looked kind of elfish. He was wearing a blue mailman uniform, and Leo appreciated the irony of it. He winked to Leo as their eyes met.

Demeter looked nice, with dark hair and a small smile. Her eyes were dark, but warm. Her white robes lined with gold fitted her looks, the fabric wavering around her beautifully. Her smile widened as she caught Leo looking.

Aphrodite was stunning. The traditional and simple Greek robes she was wearing looked ten times more beautiful on her. She constantly changed, growing more and more beautiful, and Leo thought she looked a little like Hazel. Aphrodite raised her hand and waved a little to Leo, and then winked. He was pretty sure he blushed.

Athena looked very much like Annabeth. Her eyes were stormy grey and serious, her hair blond and curly, and she was beautiful. She was wearing white robes lined with gold like Demeter and Aphrodite. There was something in her eyes that Leo couldn't quite read as she looked at the demigods, but he was pretty sure he saw a flash of pride as she looked at her daughter.

Poseidon had the same eyes and hair as Percy. They were wrinkled in a smile, and he looked like one of those persons who grinned a lot. He was wearing khaki shorts and a simple Hawaii-shirt. Leo and Poseidon's eyes met, and he nodded just like Hephaestus had.

Ares was scary. His eyes were empty sockets with dangerous fire inside; not warm and nice like a bonfire, but sharp and terrifying. He was wearing a leather jacket and sunglasses pushed up on his head. He sized the demigods up, and Leo knew that he was trying to decide if any of them was a worthy fighter. Ares' gaze lingered on Percy and Annabeth, looking even angrier.

Artemis was beautiful and graceful. Her eyes were like silver moons, and her hair black as the night. She was looking like a teenager, perhaps a little younger than Leo, and she was wearing the same silver clothes as her Hunters. She reminded him of Thalia, and Leo actually smiled to her. She obviously didn't approve of it, but nodded politely.

Apollo was cool. He had blond hair and golden eyes shining like suns, casually sitting with his elbow on the arm of his chair and his chin resting in his hand. He was wearing a white t-shirt and jeans, very casual, and he looked like one of those handsome young models in commercials for clothes. He made thumbs up to Leo when their eyes met, and they both grinned.

Hera was beautiful but in a very powerful way. She was kind of terrifying, her hair dark and her eyes glittering dangerously. She was wearing the same kind of white robes lined with gold as many of the other goddesses, but golden threads were braided in her hair. Her face was a mask as she looked at Leo.

Zeus looked grim. His eyes were electric blue, like Jason's and Thalia's, and his beard grey and white. He practically radiated power, and you could easily see that he was the leader. Leo didn't know how to react to his pinstriped suit, but it fit him in some way.

Dionysos looked bored. He was a chubby, with dark eyes and blond hair, wearing a messy Hawaii-shirt. He raised an eyebrow to the demigods, and Leo remembered that he didn't like halfbloods. But as he looked at Percy, something in his face changed and he nodded politely. Leo was surprised.

Even Hades was there, sitting in a dark throne. He was wearing dark robes that made his pale skin look like it was glowing creepily. His gaze was focused on Nico, his face as hard as stone but something Leo didn't catch flashing in his spooky eyes.

A girl, who looked like she was around 10 years old, with brown hair and very simple clothes was sitting next to the huge hearth in the middle of the hall. She was looking in to the fire, the warm dancing flames, and her eyes reflected it. At least Leo thought so, until she raised her head and smiled to them all. Her eyes were like Ares', but much nicer and cozier flames burning in them. Leo raised a hand and waved with a grin.

The hall was silent.

"Be welcome, demigods." Zeus voice rumbled, the sound rippling the silence in the hall. "I believe you all know who we are, and we know who you are, so let's save the introductions. We want to thank you for your great input in the second Giant War that just ended." He paused. "Could Perseus Jackson step forward?"

Percy didn't look nervous as he let go of Annabeth and stepped forward. He looked brave, like a true hero. Leo silently wondered how much stuff he had gone through to reach this point.

"My son." Poseidon started, smiling widely. Percy smiled back, looking comfortable as the god addressed him as his son, like they knew each other. Leo knew that many demigods never had met their parents at all, and this was surprising for him. "I've said this before, but I will say it again; I'm very proud of you. You've saved this world time after time, and never failed to help your friends and family. You should be proud of yourself. I'm proud of having you as my son, Percy."

Percy stepped back, happiness written all over his face. Most of the gods and goddesses were smiling toward him.

"Annabeth Chase." Zeus said.

Annabeth stepped forward. She didn't look nervous either, but as Athena turned to her, she didn't smile like Percy had when he saw Poseidon. But there was a kind of powerful connection between them; they understood each other on a different level, they knew each other, and it didn't need to be expressed with huge smiles and happy tears. Leo couldn't help but admire them.

"Annabeth, you've been so brave." Athena said, her voice not as cold as before and pride in her stormy eyes. "You're a true heroine. I couldn't have asked for a greater daughter."

Her speech was short but powerful. Annabeth straightened at her mother's words, and she smiled a little and then stepped back and linked her arm with Percy's. She looked a little tense, her eyes still on her mother with a hint of worry in them. Athena looked at the two of them for a second, but then she nodded. Annabeth relaxed visibly.

"Nico Di Angelo." Zeus looked at Nico urgently. The son of Hades nodded and stepped so he was facing his father.

Hades face didn't soften, but his eyes did just a little. Leo could just see Nico's back, and noticed it was tense.

"You've done many things, Nico." The god started. "You even made me see sense in the last Titan War. You helped your friends to the House of Hades. You're loyal but believe in yourself. I'm proud."

Nico's shoulders slumped in relief and he nodded, and as he turned back to the group of demigods, the faintest shadow of a smile crossed his face.

"Piper McLean." The sky god rumbled.

Piper was pale. Leo caught her gaze and tried to look calming, but was pretty sure he failed. He was just as nervous as her.

Anxiously, she took a step toward her mother's throne, looking at Aphrodite shyly. The love goddess flashed her daughter an amazing smile.

"Piper, you've never been like my other kids." Aphrodite started, her voice like music; there was sincerity in it that showed that she really cared. "You're just as beautiful as them, but you don't care. And you were one of the few of my children that realized that looks doesn't mean everything. Beauty isn't just how you look; it's how you're on the inside. That's what I'm about. You showed the rest of them that. You found true love. You used your ability to charmspeak for a good cause. I'm so proud of you."

Piper's smile matched Aphrodite's as she stepped back. She locked eyes with Leo, looking relieved and really happy. Leo grinned, momentarily forgetting that he had to speak with his father.

He didn't want to. Leo wasn't good with emotions, and neither was his father. He was perfectly satisfied with his father acknowledging him in the beginning with a nod. He didn't need to hear a speech about Hephaestus being proud of him. Leo knew he wasn't much to be proud of, and it really didn't matter; he just wanted to avoid the awkwardness he knew was waiting.

"Leo Valdez."

Leo stepped forward, his hands fiddling with some random things he plucked from his toolbelt. His fingers rapidly flew over the objects, pulling them together and disassembling them unbelievably fast.

Hephaestus had apparently put down his own stuff in his pockets, because his hands were empty as Leo raised his head to look at him. He didn't look nervous or awkward as he looked at his son; just determined. The rest of the gods were looking at them. Leo felt self-consciousness rush through him, and he resisted the urge to bolt.

"I'm not good at this." The words were simple, stating a fact that didn't really mattered to the god. He had never needed to be good at talking about emotions, because it wasn't something he did a lot, and confirming it before starting was something he felt like he needed to do to make sure that his son's feelings wouldn't get hurt.

Leo knew the feeling.

"So I'm just gonna be blunt." Hephaestus said, and stared straight in to Leo's eyes. "You thought your powers were a curse, Leo, because you had some bad experience with them. But you learned how to use them for a good cause, and you helped your friends even though you actually didn't want to use them. And that's," His father paused, and his dark eyes swelled with pride. "That's my son."

Leo was standing there, staring at the god, and there weren't any words to describe how he felt. What his father had said meant so much more than anything else he could have said. Leo couldn't speak, so he just stepped back and hoped Hephaestus knew how much it meant. Something in the god's eyes as he looked at Leo and nodded made him think that he actually did.

"We actually don't know how to reward you." Zeus admitted. "So tell us your wishes, and we'll do the best we can to make them true."

The demigods looked at each other, and a silent agreeing went through them. Percy stepped forward, his head raised and a bold glint in his eyes.

"We have only one desire, sir." He said.

Zeus raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

"To, in some way, be able to keep meeting our friends in the other camp as often as possible."

Quiet murmurs were exchanged by the gods, and at last Zeus smashed his hands together.

"Since the other demigods had the exact same wish, we'll arrange it for you." His blue eyes were unreadable. "You may stay here on Olympus an hour more. Enjoy."

It was a kind of finality in Zeus' voice, and the demigods knew that it was over. They all turned and walked out from the huge hall.

"How did it go?"

Leo flinched and turned as Hazel spoke to him. She looked as pretty as always, but the godly power the city of Olympus radiated seemed to make her look on the verge on being a goddess herself.

"Good." Leo said and grinned nervously. "Where are the others?"

"They went to take a tour around the city." Hazel shrugged. "I thought you were going with them, but then I saw you sitting here..."

Leo grinned and patted the ground next to him to show her that she should sit down too. He was sitting outside the huge castle, his back leaning against the smooth, white walls and hugging his knees as he watched the city and all the happy people walking around there. It was all bathing in the golden light of the sun, the sky clear blue. It was like the nature itself was celebrating their victory in the war.

Hazel sat down, crossing her legs and regarding Leo curiously.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." He replied and turned his head. "Why would you think otherwise?"

She chewed her lip adorably.

"You seem distant."

Hazel looked at him shyly, her cheeks traced with red in a very cute way. Her eyes looked golden, beautiful, as they met Leo's. His heart leapt.

"I've been thinking." He said slowly, and turned his head again to watch the city again. He caught a glimpse of his friends, laughing and talking, not noticing him. He was a little grateful; they couldn't come and ruin this moment. "Are we happy?"

"What do you mean?" Hazel seemed taken aback by the question.

"Are we happy?" Leo repeated. "The war is over. Everything will go back to how it should be. We should be happy, but…" His voice faltered. He didn't really know what he was saying. "Shouldn't we be living our dreams now? We were all so close to the end. We can't underestimate life. Well, demigods always have known that danger's waiting just around the corner, but do we really understand that we don't have much time? Do we use our time in the best way possible?"

Hazel was quiet, and Leo realized how silly his words must have sounded. He blushed a little.

"I mean, everybody should be doing what they want right now. Do you think they do?" He simplified what he meant, and nodded down to the town, aiming for their friends.

"They're happy." Hazel said, her gaze lingering on the group of people. "Are you?"

Leo bit his lip. It was his moment of truth. He was scared, scared that she would hate him for eternity because of what he was going to do, but it was worth it.

He leaned forward, not too slow but not too fast. Hazel's eyes widened, but there wasn't any hate in them yet, and Leo hoped his uncertainty didn't show. They were nose to nose now, their breaths mingling, and he stopped. Hazel hadn't pushed him away, but it was her time to decide. Leo wouldn't kiss her without her giving him permission.

And then Hazel closed the gap and captured his lips in a soft kiss.

It was short, sweet, but enough. Leo had never felt so happy in his entire life.

As they parted, he was grinning like a madman and Hazel was smiling.

"Are you happy?" Leo asked.

"Yes, I am." Hazel said sweetly. "I've never been happier, actually."

And then the couple kissed again, sitting outside the dwelling of the Olympians in the beaming sunlight, shining just as bright as the sun itself.

Okay, I'm not really satisfied with this.

It was very long compared to my other drabbles, it wasn't much Lazel, and I'm truly sorry for that. I tried to describe Olympus and the gods as good as possible. The song isn't that related to the text either, but it get me thinking of light and happiness and this idea just popped up in my head as I listened to it!

Hope you liked it anyway!