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Note***- Will be boy x boy. (I promise, it is coming) Don't like? You don't have to read.

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February 28th

Percy POV

I sighed in boredom. I looked over to see the god of the sun sprawled out across his couch, immersed in one of his poetry books.

"We should do something."

He didn't even look up from his page to answer. "I am doing something."

I rolled my eyes and walked over to the window. It didn't look very appealing out. It was cold, windy, and looked like it was going to start raining any minute. Rather than making me want to stay inside though, it just made me even more anxious to go do... something. I didn't really care what. I just didn't want to sit still any more.

"Seriously Apollo, what do gods do all day? If you guys don't have school or jobs, how do you not go crazy?"

"Normally gods have duties to do that take up a lot of the day. The only reason you don't is because you don't have any territories yet. If you decided to become a god permanently, then you will be assigned godly duties. Most likely something oceanic because of who your father is."

"That doesn't really help me now though."

He sighed and glanced at me before returning to reading. "Feel free to borrow one of my books, if you're missing school that should help."

With nothing better to do, I wandered over to his shelves. I had never spent a lot of time actually looking at them before. As I looked at the books, it occurred to me that not all of them were in English. In fact, it looked like only about half of them were. I wasn't particularly gifted in identifying other languages. I could only read English, Ancient Greek, and a bit of Latin, but I was fairly certain that he had books in French, Spanish, Mandarin, Russian, and several others that I couldn't actually identify.

"Have you read all of these?"

"Most of them, why? Looking for a suggestion?"

I shook my head. "No, I just didn't know you spoke so many languages."

I could hear the amusement in his voice when he answered. "Well, four thousand years gives you time to pick up a few things. Besides, I am the god of the sun. I see even more of the world than most immortals."

It was hard to wrap my mind around the idea of living for more than 4000 years. I was only 17 and it already seemed as though I had seen enough to last me ten lifetimes.

I ran my fingers across the spines of the books, but I didn't pick one up. The thought of staying inside and reading didn't sound particularly appealing today. I could always head to the arena and practice, but I didn't really want to go alone.

I sighed and grabbed one at random. I did eventually have to fulfil the resolution about reading a book on a subject I normally wouldn't anyway. I figured that a poetry book would be as good as any other. At the thought of our resolutions, I suddenly had an idea. My mood perked up immediately. If anything could get Apollo to come outside with me, it was archery.

"Hey, why don't we go to the archery range? I still have to learn how to shoot straight if we're ever going to finish our resolutions."

The son of Leto actually dropped his book in surprise before looking at me like I had just told him that I was in love with the Minotaur.

He shook his head and lifted one eyebrow in disbelief. "You, Percy Jackson, are willingly suggesting going to the range." He scoffed and picked up his book again. "You must be seriously bored."

I shrugged. "Ya, but that doesn't mean I'm not serious."

He watched me for a couple seconds before he smirked. "I'm kind of curious what you intend to do if I refuse."

I rolled my eyes at the bluff. "We both know you won't."

"I could. You should never say a god won't do something, because it often convinces us to prove the challenger wrong. Hera does it all the time to Zeus." I snorted. I could completely see the goddess of marriage doing something like that.

I thought about his question for a couple seconds before I came up with an answer. "Well, I intend to try to cross one thing off our resolution list today. If you don't want to help me with my archery, I could always work on the yodeling."

The son of Zeus burst out laughing. "I would pay to hear that."

I was torn between embarrassment at having to sing, and the desire to prove that I would do it.

"YOOOOOODDDELEY HEE HOO!"

I guess I was getting used to godhood after all...

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Apollo POV

My ears were still ringing by the time we got to the range. Percy had many skills, but yodelling was apparently not among them.

Considering how cold and windy it was outside I would have thought that we would have had the range to ourselves, which was never a bad thing when Percy was holding a bow. Imagine my surprise though when there was a group of eight other people already there.

The son of Poseidon gave a wary look towards the other occupants, but I just steered him away from them towards the far side of the range. His aim had gotten notably better, but he still seemed to be nearly incapable of hitting the target. Since his first success, he had hit it twice more. I found the best way for the young god to train was to keep our practices short and infrequent. He always seemed to get frustrated after a couple of hours and his aim would get progressively worse.

We reached the far lane and I gestured at the target. "Okay Perce, you know what to do."

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"I give up!" The son of the sea god dropped his hands in defeat. "There has to be something wrong with this bow."

Needless to say, practice was going about as well as it always did. Which is to say, an hour in and he had yet to hit the target. I sighed. I was getting frustrated as well. Without the ability to see exactly where he was aiming, there was little more I could do to help him.

"There's nothing wrong with the bow Perce. You just need to keep practicing."

"Oh ya?" The son of Poseidon held the weapon out to me. "Prove it."

I lifted one eyebrow at the challenge, but I shrugged and took the pre-offered bow. I wasn't used to a left-handed bow, nor was I accustomed to such a light draw weight, but I wasn't the god of archery for nothing.

I notched one of the arrows and drew it back. I released and it scored a perfect bulls-eye.

He opened and closed his mouth a few times before he spoke. "That was a lucky shot."

I rolled my eyes, but I chose not to argue with him. Instead I drew a second and third arrow in quick succession, both landing dead center of the target. I turned and looked at the young god beside me.

"Luck has nothing to do with it. I've just been practicing a lot longer than you have." He seemed to have nothing to say in response to that. I handed him back his bow and turned him to face the target once more. "Haven't you ever heard the expression, practice makes perfect?"

He sighed. "Then by now, I should at least be able to hit the target."

I squeezed his shoulders which I had yet to release. "I know you can do it Perce."

He shook his head, "Were you ever this bad?"

I hesitated to answer. I leaned closer to him under the pretense of whispering since we weren't alone. "No, but I was born to be the god of archery."

I ignored the now familiar flutter in my chest when he leaned back into my hold. "So it's not this difficult for everyone then?"

I laughed. "I'm fairly certain if it was, there would be far fewer archers in the world. I don't know for sure why it's so hard for you, but I do have a theory."

When the son of Poseidon pulled away so that he could look at me, I finally let go. "You do? Why wouldn't you tell me before?"

I shrugged, "It's just a theory. I think it has to do with the fact that you are the son of Poseidon. Archery is a part of Zeus' realm. It would make sense to me. After all, it took me a really long time to learn how to swim."

He looked thoughtful. "It would definitely be nice, knowing that it's not just me."

I shrugged, "Like I said, I think it could be correct."

He tilted his head in confusion like he had suddenly though of something. "Wait, what do you mean it took you a really long time to learn how to swim? How long did it take you?"

I felt my eyes widen and a blush rushed to my cheeks. There was no way that I wanted to tell him that. Fortunately for me, I was rescued from having to answer by the approach of another citizen of New Rome.

"Hi."

I turned towards the voice and saw a pretty girl around 18 with chocolate brown hair and dark brown eyes.

I flashed her one of my blinding smiles. "Hello."

She looked taken a back for a moment before she returned my grin. She held out her hand. "I'm Emma, daughter of Bellona."

I took her hand and brought it to my lips. Rather than shaking her hand like she clearly expected, I brushed a kiss across her knuckles. "You may call me Fred."

Kissing her hand had the exact reaction I'd hoped for. She was so flustered that she hadn't even realized that I didn't tell her the name of my father.

"I saw you shooting. You're amazing."

I chuckled. I saw no point in trying to deny something that was so obviously true. "Thank you."

"I... I'm part of the New Rome archery club."

"You are?" I smiled at the brown haired girl, "A girl after my own heart."

She wasn't exactly my type. In all fairness to her though, lately my type had become very specific. They had to be a black haired son of Poseidon. However, she was very easy to fluster which was always fun.

She giggled and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, "Ya, we get together every other week to train. We," she gestured to the other people in the archery area. I hadn't even noticed they were watching us until then, "Would love to have you join our club. If you're interested that is."

In all of the eons I had been alive, I had never been asked to join an archery group before. It was cute. They invited me without even knowing who I was.

"Hum. I'll have to think about it." She nodded. "So you said that you are part of the group too? I'd love to see you shoot."

She reached a new level of red that I found amusing...

"I... I'm not as good as you are. I've only been a member for a few months."

Rather than mentioning that my twin was the only one who could compete with me, I just winked. "Well then, maybe we could work on that together."

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Percy POV

I watched as the brown haired girl flirted with the god of the sun. I wasn't sure why it was suddenly bothering me so much. I had seen him flirt with tons of other people, so why was she different? It was even worse when she started showing off for him. She wasn't as good as Apollo of course, but she could still hit the inner circle with every arrow.

My aim however, was getting progressively worse now that I no longer had Apollo to make sure that my stance was correct. I tried to tune them out and focus. It worked for a while. I even managed to land a few arrows within a foot of the target; however my projectile flew about 15 feet off target when Apollo put his hands on her waist in order to move her stance.

I immediately felt a strong flash of anger. I was confused about the inexplicable emotion. I had no reason to be so mad. My bewilderment only increased when I thought about the cause and realized that I was jealous.

It made no sense that I would be so resentful of a girl I didn't even know. Yes she was a pretty good archer, but Apollo was another level and I wasn't jealous of him. Mostly I was in awe of his aim. So why would I be jealous of her?

I had a feeling I was missing something obvious, but I wasn't sure what.

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I was fairly certain that Apollo had forgotten that he had originally come to help me. I didn't blame him though. I knew that he had taught me everything he could think of to help. There was nothing he could do to fix my dreadfully bad aim.

The god of the sun was currently surrounded by the entire archery club. Emma made sure that she was never too far away from the blue eyed boy. The son of Leto was currently showing off some of his more impressive shots. It did make me feel a bit better when no one in the archery club could duplicate them.

My bad mood was only getting worse, but I still couldn't quite pinpoint the cause. However, it did reach a new high when the god of the sun wrapped himself around the brown-eyed girl in order to show her how to pull a Robin Hood and split one arrow with another.

It made no sense that I would be jealous over the daughter of Bellona. Yes she was pretty, but I didn't even know her. If Apollo liked her, then it shouldn't bother me if he wanted to flirt with her. Yet, it did.

I had just collected my arrows, when the clouds finally parted to let a bit of sunlight through. I instantly smiled at the feeling of the sun on my face. Over with the archery club, I heard the sun god chuckle.

I looked over and froze.

I had laughed when Reyna had first told me that Apollo was the hottest guy she had ever seen. I had notice how stunning he was a few time since then but for some reason this time, I didn't immediately look away.

I couldn't help but notice the way the sunbeams seemed to be drawn towards him. The light dancing across his hair made his eyes even bluer. Looking at him now, surrounded by humans, I couldn't understand how anyone could ever think he was anything but a god.

I felt my heart start beating faster.

It was then that the son of Zeus smiled at Emma and I finally understood the real reason for my jealousy. I was both right and wrong. I was, in fact, jealous because Apollo had his arms around her. However I was also wrong, because most of my jealousy stemmed from the fact that she had her arms around him too...

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Authors Note

Woo who! Bonus chapter! This chapter broke my heart. I had the entire thing written already. It was over 3000 words and I had just finished editing it to be exactly how I wanted it... and somehow I managed to lose the entire thing and had to start all over!

For those of you who were wondering, the reason that I leave the date saying the next update will be on Sunday is because I don't know exactly when I will have the time to write an extra chapter and I don't want to get peoples hopes up. I can't tell you exactly how many extra chapters I will post before Christmas because as I said some might be longer (as in contain information I would usually separate into 2-3), but I do know that I'm going to write at least 3 more so don't worry. It is coming just like I said it was going to.

Next update will be December 20th

Next Chapter:

I looked at the son of Hades, unsure of how to ask what I wanted to know...