Hey, guys! I have a chapter/oneshot for you! So... I reattached this to the original, so I could change it back to a multi-oneshot fic. I know, I know... but it feels better this way, and I guess it's easier for me to get requests from you guys this way. Heh.

Now, this was requested by BlueGirl22 a while back, and is (hopefully) Gwen/Dakota-centric. Sorry this took so long, but I really hope that you guys enjoy this! And don't forget to send in requests, you guys - whether it's via review or PM, I really don't mind! I'd just love to here your ideas!

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Gwen sighed as she flipped yet another page of her large literature book (which was often called a dictionary by her roommates… although, considering exactly who her roommates were, they didn't really have an excuse to call her books dictionaries…), her eyes scanning over the page as she took in all of the words. She had an essay to write in English Literature class the next day, and so she had to get as much as she could into her head before she wrote out a basic essay plan. At that moment, she was reading through as many pages as she could before writing out a basic essay plan for her to use for the essay the next day.

Or, at least, she was trying to, but there was music blaring from a couple of dorms away.

Gwen sighed. Even when she was in her room, with a closed door, she could still hear those crazy boys partying away with loud music, and most likely drinking along with it.

On a school night.

She knew it hadn't been a good idea to let Percy, Dakota and Bobby share a college dorm.

The female sat there for a few moments, trying to read and concentrate over the obvious vibrating of her desk due to the bass beat, before giving up and slamming her book shut, pushing herself away from her desk and opening her door to see what was going on in the main sitting room of her dorm.

Only to find her roommates – Annabeth and Leila (the daughter of Ceres) – reading, with headphones in and what she could assume was loud music blaring into their ears. The Roman huffed, before storming over and yanking the headphones out of the other girls' ears, earning indignant "hey!"s from both of them.

"Has it not occurred to you that there is a loud, horrifying sound coming from one of the other dorms – most likely on our floor?" she demanded with a huff and a glare. The other girls looked unfazed by Gwen's outburst, and simply closed their own study books, placing them to the side.

"Oh, we noticed," Annabeth answered. "That's why we had earphones in. So that we could study."

Gwen huffed again. Why hadn't she thought of that? "Oh, and you didn't think of telling that to me?"

"You were really busy studying, so we didn't want to disturb you," Leila pointed out. "And we thought you'd already thought of that."

"Well, clearly you were wrong." Gwen crossed her arms and looked between the two girls. "So, which one of you is going to do it?"

Annabeth frowned. "Do what?"

"Get those boys to turn the music off."

"Nuh uh." Leila shook her head, holding her hands up in a surrender position. "I did it last time, and it never goes well when I do it. You guys know that."

"And I do it pretty much every other time," Annabeth protested, "just because it's always Percy's dorm, and I'm dating Percy."

The two girls narrowed their eyes at Gwen. "Why don't you do it?"

"W-what?" Gwen squeaked, her eyes going wide as she looked between the two girls. What the heck? Why was she supposed to do it? She was the one that was studying for an essay the next day! Those two were just reading for fun! It wasn't fair! "Why do I have to do it?"

"Because you always convince us to do it," Leila pointed out. "And then you just sit back and watch, and then you get mad at us if it doesn't work."

"Plus, we have things to catch up on," Annabeth pointed out, holding up an architecture book that Gwen was sure was at least double the thickness of her own English Literature book. "And I've been meaning to catch up on this for ages, Gwen. It's your turn now."

"But… but…" Gwen looked between the two with wide eyes, before beginning to whine. "That's not fair! I have essay revision to do!"

"Then you better get those boys to shut up quickly," Annabeth answered, going back to her book.

"The clock's ticking, Gwen," Leila told the girl with a smirk as she went back to her own book, sticking her earphones in.

Gwen groaned, before making her way over to the door of their dorm and opening it, wincing a little as the volume of the music increased without the door in the way to muffle it. She glanced down the corridor at the offending dorm room door and sighed, before making her way over.

It was now or never.

The Minerva building was known to be one of the most laid-back and relaxed buildings of the few that belonged to the students of the university, being the one most known for their parties. Floor five was the Bacchus floor, where the majority of the kids of Bacchus lived and where most of the dorm parties were held, which was considered a safety hazard by many as it was so high up, and every dorm on that floor had balconies. More than once, someone had been taken to hospital due to falling down the stairs. No one had fallen out of a window or off the balcony. Yet.

Floor one was the feast floor, where practically every child of Ceres lived. They held the most exquisite feasts the majority of the time, and after classes most of the students could be found heading there for snacks before going back to their own dorms.

The ground floor was the Apollo floor, and since most of them did either medicine or music, that was most often the loudest floor, blaring out anything from the latest pop songs to centuries old classical music. They often provided the music for any and all parties in the building.

The other floors were basically a mix up of different kinds of demigods and legacies, and each of them were involved in one way or another with whatever happened on the other floors.

It just so happened that floor two was the floor of mismatched and crazy people, and no one had really thought before putting some of the most intelligent demigods (Annabeth) with some of the… more laid back and seemingly less intelligent demigods (Dakota). It was too late to change anything now, but it often ended in an argument of some sort between dorms 3D and 3H.

Dakota, of course, didn't really mind who he shared a floor or a dorm with. Well, he minded who he shared a dorm with, but not the floor. All of the floors, to him, had their benefits, whether it was free food, or good music, or drinks. No matter where he was, he won either way. It was just that on this floor, he got the entertainment as well as all that other stuff.

Which was why he was playing beer (Kool Aid) pong with Bobby whilst trying to convince Jason to forget about studying and join in. Percy was down at the library for the evening, doing some last minute studying for a Biology test he had the next day (leaving everything until the last minute… atta boy, Percy), so he wasn't around for Dakota to both and convince to join in.

"Come on, Jason!" he slurred, grinning. "It'll be fun!"

Jason just sighed from where he was reading his book, looking up at the two males. I knew I should've gone to the library with Percy. "No."

"But Jasoooooooon…"

"I said no, Dakota. I need to study. And frankly, so do you. Otherwise you'll fail classes."

Dakota just snorted, tilting his head back and letting out a drunken laugh. "Nah. I'll be fiiiine."

That's when there was a loud knock on the front door, which could only just be heard over the music playing. Jason sighed, his head leaning back until it hit the back of the chair. He could be sure that it was someone from one of the quieter dorms coming to complain and tell them to shut up – he was lucky that they weren't having a dorm party, otherwise they'd have two other floors on their asses as well.

"Dakota, get that," he groaned.

Dakota frowned. "Why do I have to get it?" he whined. "You're the completely sober one!"

"It's either you or Bobby, because I can't be bothered to get up and get the door."

"It's you, Dakota," Bobby answered quickly as he took a swig of the Kool Aid. "Not me this time."

Dakota looked between the other two males, pouted, before sighing and pulling himself to his feet, stumbling over to the door. As soon as he reached it, he pulled it open, and was fairly surprised to see that it wasn't Annabeth or Leila at the door as usual, but Gwen. "Gwen? What're you—"

"Turn it down."

He blinked. "What?"

"Turn down the music," she demanded. "It's too loud, and some of us can't concentrate on our studies with you blaring out your music and—have you been drinking?" She narrowed her eyes at him as she peered at him closely. "You have, haven't you?"

Dakota glanced from side to side, as if he was trying to avoid eye-contact, and shook his head earnestly. "No…"

"I can see it, Dakota. Your lips are bright red again."

"What, so a guy can't wear lipstick now?"

Gwen scoffed. "You? Lipstick? Bobby, maybe, and Percy if it was a dare, but you? Nuh-uh."

Dakota scowled at her. Honestly, sometimes he hated how she could call him out on every single thing. How she could be so sweet, but then know pretty much everything about him so that she knew what to say and when to say it. How she could twist his arm just enough to be able to bribe him without hurting him too much. It was horrible.

But also attractive.

Mainly horrible, though.

"Was there a reason you came here, other than to comment on my poor beverage choices?" he asked her, leaning against the doorframe.

Gwen rolled her eyes at him. "Yes, and I've already said it: turn the music down."

"What, this beautiful classical music?"

"Dakota, I'm pretty sure every floor in the block can feel the base beat of this music you're playing, and we really don't need to be vibrating all evening as we study. I'm doing you a favour by telling you now rather than waiting for Apollo kids to come up and tell you, or making Annabeth and Leila come and confiscate your stereo again."

Dakota put a finger to his cheek in thought, pretending to think about that. Then he shook his head. "Nuh-uh. We're making a deal."

"A deal?" One of Gwen's eyebrows rose.

"Yeah, a deal."

"Okay, what are the terms?"

"I'll turn off the stereo… but only if you go on a date with me."

Gwen spluttered, choking on air for a few seconds. "What?!"

"I cannot believe that I actually agreed to go through with this."

At that moment in time, Gwen was walking down the streets of New Rome. She'd (reluctantly) agreed to go on a date with Dakota, as long as he'd promised not to go on about it and make the date as low-key as possible – she had classes to study for, and so she couldn't waste all of her time just dawdling about with Dakota. Especially since he'd most likely be drinking Kool Aid whilst she was just sitting around and watching him. Don't get her wrong, he was a nice guy, but he drank so much that it was off-putting.

The female was walking through the streets, all dressed for her date. Her hair was held back by a simple Alice-band, and she was wearing a blue knee-length A-shaped dress with white ballet pumps and a white cardigan.

She pushed a strand of hair back as she reached the agreed meeting area – the small cafe just down the street from their dorms. As she reached the place, she glanced around, looking to see whether anyone else had spotted her there.

Gwen had tried to make sure that no one in their apartment block knew of what was happening with herself and Dakota – mainly because they'd end up leading to false rumours, and technically she and Dakota weren't a couple. Plus, the majority of people in the apartment block had known the two back in the legion, and knew of how close they were. So for them to find out that she was going on a date with him…? That would probably ruin her chances of getting through university whilst staying in the shadows.

Of course, her roommates knew of it – Annabeth and Leila had helped her to get ready (despite neither of them being daughters of Aphrodite – Annabeth claimed that her time with Piper had done her some good) – and Dakota's roommates knew of it too – she'd nearly killed Bobby when he started talking to her about it in the middle of the halls on the way to lectures.

The female stood there, waiting for a few minutes more, before she heard someone approaching from behind her and span to face whoever it was.

The suspicious expression changed to an exasperated one when she realised it was Dakota approaching her, and she had to admit, he cleaned up nice. Apparently, someone had clued him in on what colour she was wearing, because he wore a blue shirt with dark jeans, and a pair of sneakers than almost didn't look like sneakers unless you looked hard enough.

He grinned at her. "Gwen."

She rolled her eyes. "Dakota."

He gave an over-exaggerated bow, before standing and extending an arm for her to take. "Shall we get going? Your dinner awaits."

She sighed, before shrugging and taking his arm with her hand. "I guess."

As the male led her down the streets, the two were quiet, not really having much of a conversation until they reached Terminus. That was when she spotted the Pegasus, and she frowned a little.

"Wait, Dakota… what's the Pegasus doing here…?"

Dakota just shrugged, a small smirk on his face. "I don't know. Climb on and maybe you can find out."

Gwen would've almost called than moment magical or romantic, had it not been interrupted by the god protecting New Rome.

"You two better get back before curfew!" he barked. "And no messing around out there! We don't need any legacies from you two quite yet! And remember—!"

"We've got it, Terminus," Dakota interrupted as he helped Gwen onto the flying horse, and he climbed on so that he sat in front of her. "We'll be back in time. Promise."

"You'd better!"

Gwen wrapped her arms around Dakota's waist from behind – a gesture she'd later claim was for safety rather than comfort – and tightened her grip a little as the horse galloped off, taking a few steps before setting off into the evening sky.

The pair flew for a good ten minutes, and the whole time Dakota was pointing out different parts of the land below to Gwen, such as the different shopping centres and residential areas around the fort, or the hills and the forest areas that he'd ventured through with Bobby and Jason on quests once upon a time.

Soon enough, the Pegasus was lowering, and Gwen's eyebrows rose when she found that they were landing on some sort of hill, with lighting on top of it. Faint lighting, but lighting nonetheless.

"Where are we?" she asked as the Pegasus' hooves landed on the hill, the winged horse trotting for a few seconds before slowing to a stop.

Dakota just slid off the horse, glancing around to see what was there before turning back to Gwen. "We're at our date," he answered with a grin – one that Gwen was surprised to find didn't look drunk or goofy at all. It looked kind of smug, but… cute to Gwen.

"…Oh." Gwen took his outstretched hand as she climbed down from the horse. She was confused. Why were they on a hill? Wasn't it, like, a beacon for monsters anyway?

Dakota just chuckled a little, before beginning to lead her over to the lit area of the hill. "Just follow me," he told her.

After a few moments, Gwen realised exactly what he'd meant by them being at their date.

A small, wide table had been set out on the ground, a picnic blanket set on top of it and below it with cushions on the bottom blanket to sit on. On the table were plates with various foods on them, a jug with a drink in it (which was probably Kool Aid, to be honest), and in the middle of the table was a lit candle.

Gwen gasped. "Oh!"

Dakota grinned and gestured towards the table. "Ta da!"

A smile grew on Gwen's face. "It's… it's amazing!"

Dakota's eyes widened. "You… you really think it's that good?"

"Yeah!"

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank Jupiter."

She raised an eyebrow at him. "Did you honestly think that I wouldn't?" she asked him as she began to make her way over to the table.

Dakota laughed nervously as he followed her over. "Well… you're kind of hard to please. I had to think really hard about something you'd like to do…"

"A simple movie and pizza in New Rome would've been nice."

"You would've faked enjoying it."

"Would I?"

"You know you would."

Gwen rolled her eyes at him as she sat down on one of the pillows, beside an empty plate. "Oh please." She stared at the jug of drink in front of her. "Is this Kool Aid?" she asked.

"Uh, no, actually." Dakota laughed nervously again as he sat opposite Gwen. "I, uh… I got us juice. Looks like Kool Aid, but it's just juice." He shrugged a little. "Thought I'd go for a healthier alternative on a date."

Gwen smiled softly at him. He'd wanted to go clean on a date for her…? She found that rather sweet – actually, it was very sweet, and it was a side of Dakota she rarely got to see.

Dakota noticed the smile – how it was different to her usual "come on, guys, cheer up!" smile – and blinked, glancing around himself nervously. "Uh… what is it?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing," she replied with a grin, before reaching out and grabbing one of the plates of food. "Let's dig in!"

A couple of hours later, Gwen and Dakota were making their way back to New Rome on the Pegasus, flying slowly through the night sky so as to enjoy the view of the streets dotted with lights, as well as the sky which was (fortunately) clear that night and dotted with stars, the moon a crescent shape in the sky. Gwen had her arms wrapped around Dakota, her head leaning on his back as she watched the world below. Dakota had a slight smile on his face as he directed the Pegasus back towards New Rome.

Their evening date had been pleasant – it had been made up of dinner (which consisted of different bits and pieces of Chinese takeout meals that Dakota had ordered that day), chatting, and simply watching the surrounding civilian (mortal) lives pass by.

Gwen had to admit that it was a pleasant evening. She enjoyed the conversations that they had – from normal things like their classes and how they were going, to random things like the most vicious monsters that could come after them (Gwen had extensive knowledge thanks to Annabeth and her numerous books on Greek mythology that she kept stashed in her room; she had stolen them once or twice out of sheer boredom). The conversations had been so interesting that Gwen hadn't wanted them to end, but they had to return to the doors before it got too late and they began to disturb people.

Soon enough, they trotted to a stop in front of the Minerva Building, and Dakota led Gwen inside and up to their floor, leaving the Pegasus outside. The ride in the elevator was silent, save for the fact that Gwen was humming ever so softly as she leaned on Dakota. The two headed down the corridor once they reached their floor, not quite holding hands, but standing close enough to seem like it.

Eventually, they reached Gwen's door: dorm 3D.

"Well… this is it," Dakota said with finality, turning to her with a smile.

Gwen nodded, smiling softly at him as she pushed some of her hair back behind her ear. "Yeah, it is…"

Dakota began scratching his arm, looking down at the floor nervously as he thought of what to say. "Well, uh, yeah, so… I hope you had a good time…"

Gwen just rolled her eyes at his nervousness, before leaning over and kissing him on the cheek, pulling away with a smile. "Catch you on the way to classes tomorrow?" she asked as she moved to open her door.

His eyes widened as he moved to touch his cheek in the spot where he'd been kissed. "Uh… um…" he managed to stammer out, his cheeks flushing a faint pink when she giggled a little at him. "Y-yeah…"

"Great!" She flashed him a bright smile as she opened her door and slipped inside. "Night, Dakota!"

"Night, Gwen…" he returned as she closed her door, and as soon as she had, his face split out into a huge grin.

He'd gotten a kiss.

From Gwen.

He had to stop himself from cheering or whooping as he headed down the corridor, back down to the front of the apartment block to take the Pegasus back to the stables.

Date: successful.

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