Okay so here is an update. I'm sorry it has been so long. School, work, and life is really stressful. Plus I sort of got depressed on this story because a lot of people were sending me hate messages. I honestly do not think I made Hadrian too powerful. Besides throwing Aries into his own personal hell, which he so deserved, Hadrian has not do a single thing throughout this story. It has all been Percy.

Anyways. Either comment or message me what you want the camp's reactions to be. I am sort of stuck on how I am going to do it. Damn writer's block. Help a girl out, yall!

Hadrian glowers at his father. The stupid black clad god could go back to his all black castle for all he cared. Scratch that, his now all pink castle. Hadrian snickers.

Hades, possibly catching on to what his son was thinking, narrows his obsidian eyes. "You are to have Perseus back at camp no later than this coming weekend. And that is final!"

With that, Hades wipes his pale hand across the water, causing their connection to turn to black mist.

What a sour puss. Hadrian cannot help but roll his eyes at his father's childish actions. For a god so damn ancient, you would think he would be more mature. Nope. The old fart was still as ornery as the day he was born. The twat.

Releasing a great sigh, Hadrian turns from his Calling Room, and makes his way back towards Percy. Hadrian had left in the dining room. He never knew one demigod could put away so much food. Though Hadrian knows he should not be too surprised, Percy works himself to exhaustion in an attempt to master his demigod powers.

Entering the dining room, Hadrian chokes on his spit before he begins to laugh madly. In the span of a twenty minute talk with his father, Percy had managed to somehow freeze his tongue and his hand to his drinking glass.

"Oh gods, Percy." Hadrian wheezes between laughs. "I thought you promised not to practice your ice magic while I wasn't there to supervise."

Percy glares at the chuckling ebony haired man. It wasn't his fault, he just wanted to see if he could manage to make his blue coke colder. Not that it did him much good because it ended up freezing his hand and tongue to his stupid glass.

Stupid demigod powers. Stupid ice. Stupid god laughing boyfriends who don't know when to help their demigod mates.

Glaring harder at Hadrian, Percy felt satisfied when the stupid god quit laughing long enough to raise his hands in surrender.

Hadrian, still smiling at his boyfriend's predicament, waves his hand and watches as the ice vanishes.

"Thank you, stupid boyfriend." Percy says, voice haughty. "What did your father want?"

Sighing, Hadrian glides towards his seat next to Percy. "He wanted to let me know that I need to have you back at Camp Half-Blood by this weekend."

Percy's brows stitch together in confusion. "But why? I have learned so much more form you in the few weeks I have been here than I ever have at Camp."

Shrugging, Hadrian plucks a strawberry from thin air and begins to slowly nibble on it. "I think I know what it is about, though I am not entirely sure if it is the reason he wants me to return you."

Cocking his head, Percy gives Hadrian a confused look.

Smiling at the cute picture the brunette makes, Harry explains. "There is a prophecy written about a child of one of the Big Three. I can't really go into detail, an oracle has to do that for you, but I know they think that the child is you."

Percy groans and thumps his head onto the white table. "Why is it always me?"

"Because you are so adorable?" Hadrian replies cheekily.

Lifting his head up, Percy gives Hadrian a gentle smile before he leans in and presses his lips against the god's supple ones.

"Thanks babe."

"Anytime." Hadrian replies beaming.

Scratching his cheek, Percy contemplates what their next move will be.

"You ARE coming back to Camp with me, right?" Percy asks Hadrian, wide eyed. He doesn't want to be parted from his boyfriend. Hadrian is the only thing keeping him grounded.

"Well, everyone there will have to know I am not a demigod. I guess staying at camp would have its merits though. Can you imagine what Dionysus' face will look like when it is revealed? I know all the gods that were there are keeping it hush hush. My father wanted me to have to pleasure of seeing that wine creeps face when it is revealed." Hadrian taps his finger against his chin, eyes mischievous. "Yes Perce, I do think I will be staying with you. Maybe I can even convince your dad to let us share his cabin."

Percy feels the heat rush to his face even though he catches Hadrian's wink. The thought of sharing the same bed as his boyfriend was a frightening experience. Even though they had been slowly making their way from fumbling kisses to full on make outs, Percy was shy to let the millions of years old god know that he woke up with a boner because of wet dreams he had staring the before mentioned god.

"Yeah, maybe. You know how he is though."

Sticking his tongue out, Hadrian huffs. He does know how Poseidon is. That mermaid was constantly visiting his son, and making not so subtle threats towards Hadrian about keeping his hands to himself. Excuse him! Hadrian was still very much a virgin. And he would remain that way until Percy got around to popping his cherry.

Laughing at the expression on his boyfriend's face, Percy squeezes his hand. "It's okay. Even if we can't share a bed, it doesn't mean we can't hangout all the time."
Hadrian smiles at Percy. The demigod was truly a blessing in his life.

"Of course Perce. Now! Let's get all of our stuff packed together before we go out for a swim. We can head for the Camp tomorrow after we wake up and eat."

Beaming, Percy nods his head. Swimming with Hadrian was always a wonderful experience.

Even though he had to stay in the water longer. The site of Hadrian in a pair of bathing suit shorts was absolutely sinful.