Drowning In You
Chapter 15: Your Memories Are The Ones I Keep

A/N: Hey you guys! Guess where I am updating from... A cabin in the mountains in Tennessee- My favorite vacation spot! I left yesterday for my vacation and in my spare time on the way here and today I have gotten this chapter finished. I just wanted to tell you guys that there is a sex scene in this chapter and it's kind of detailed 0.0 I know I usually don't do these thing in my fan fiction and when I do it is very minimal. I hope this doesn't bother anyone, but just in case it does I have put a little sign in front of the beginning of the sexual scene and where it ends (just in case you want to skip it :D) If you do read it I must warn you: I usually don't write these and when I do they usually suck ass. So if you do read this crappy attempt at making a hot and steam sex scene *wink* then I hope you don't judge it to harshly. I don't mind you guys say it was bad because I already admitted that it is, but just don't get all like "Oh my god, this fucking suck. You sorry excuse for a human being. Why can't you do any fucking better!?". I've actually had that happened to me when I use to post my fan fictions on another sight. It was literally about 80% of the comments saying this.

Anyways, I just wanted to thank you so, so, so much for reading and commenting. You guys will never know how much it means to me to know that some people actually enjoy my writing. When you guys say good things about my writing it makes me feel as though I actually have a chance to achieve my dream job which is an author. For that I have to say you guys are truly amazing and I know you will stay that way. Thank you for reading and have a amazing, beautiful, fabulous day! :3

Percy's mind always seemed to forget that Nico was a bad idea. It was just something that he couldn't help. After texting the boy about the broken arm he figured that it was untrue, realizing how reluctant Nico was to answer or rather how he adamantly ignored those texts. After a while it became clear that there was no reply coming. It wasn't until he saw Nico at school that he realized that every word Thalia had said was true. There was a cast expanding from Nico wrist up to his elbow, several names swirling along the outside. There were various names: Thalia, Grover, Bianca, Luke. The list goes on and on. Eventually Jason signed that cast as well and as the day went on more and more names were added to that collection- It seemed like there was everyone in school's name except for Percy's.

Of course, Percy couldn't help himself as he tried multiple times to approach Nico. Multiple attempts that were overtaken by his fear and over self-consciousness. It was like he would not allow himself to actually come up to Nico and pry for more information. It was a curse and a blessing at the same time.

He knew if he got closer to Nico he would more than likely become invested in what happened to him, this including wanting to hold him, wanting to care for him, wanting to make him feel better, keep up his spirits, and most of all do the same thing he did every time Nico was sick: Kiss him until he was better. The entire idea of fighting the sickness with his love was so cheesy, but it didn't matter. Whenever the boy seemed to be upset or sick it was Percy's job to sit with him, kiss him, hug him, and love on him until he got over a cold or the flu or an injury. The end result had its pros and cons however. Pros: Nico felt a lot better. Cons: Percy usually got sick the next day.

As the week went on, leading up to the day were Percy could forget it all and just head to the beach with Grover, he defiantly had enough tension that needed to be relieved. It seemed like every time the boy saw Nico with Luke or Leo it took another year off his life with stress. It caused another head ach, another nervous twitch, and another day where he would kick himself for breaking up with the boy.

The only thing that seemed to be able to relieve his stress was Jason- a good friend, a relaxed friend, a caring friend. Either way, Grace wasn't enough to completely calm his nerves and now his nervousness seemed to be more through the roof than ever.

"Jason….I can't help that I feel this way! I just miss him!" Percy exclaimed as he opened his arms wide, shrugging in his defense. Jason, who was lying on Percy's bed reading a Rolling Stones magazine, dropped the flyer to his bed before looking up at the boy.

"Yeah, your still in love with Nico, I'm failing math, and Thalia seems less whore-ish than usual. The grass is green, the sky is blue, and the world keeps turning," Jason seemed passionate about putting in his input on the subject by expressing how much he didn't care, "I'll be surprised when I find a Playboy in your magazine stash."

"I'm being serious."

"So am I. I really need want a Playboy magazine about now due to all your music and politic crap, but the odd of me finding one of those around here is zero to none."

"Oh, go fuck yourself!" Percy sighed lightly before flipping the boy off.

"That's why I need the magazine." Jason shot Percy a look, waving his eyebrows and grinning like a drunken idiot. On the other end of the situation Percy was doing anything, but smiling.

"That's not funny!" He cried zealously, refusing to accept the nasty joke no matter if it was a great come back or not.

"Those kind of jokes are always funny."

"Is sex your favorite thing?" Percy found himself asking, the words slipping out of his lips before he even thought. This was not something that he wanted to talk about. It. Was. Not. Sex was one of those things that he couldn't tolerate people talking about so openly. It was one of those golden rules. Sex- everyone knows you do it, but you don't need to talk about it. That's went thing always got awkward.

"Of course. I'm Thalia's brother. What did you expect from me?" Jason placed his hand on his chest before bowing his head in a regal manner, seeming slightly proud of his conduct.

"Oh my god."

"Yep. Oh my god is the appropriate thing to say, I guess. But come on Percy. It's not like you've never had sex before. Stop acting like a fifth grader. It's not that unusual. You've probably had sex with Annabeth. I know you've had sex with Nico." Jason shrugged, "It's not like you've never done it before."

Percy gasped deeply, his face going blood red as a pale, powdery blush crept up his cheeks. Biting his lower lip harsh, teeth clenched, Percy prepared to defend himself.

"Why the hell does that matter?"

"So, you have had sex with both of them." Jason had a sense of triumph in his voice.

"What?! No!"

"So you guys didn't have sex? You and Annabeth I mean."

"Yes, we did, but…."

"I knew you did. So you and Nico didn't have sex?"

"We did, bit..."

"I knew! I thought you said you didn't?"

"We didn't!"

"But you just said…"

"Shut up!" Percy screamed as he whirled around in his chair, standing up with a lightening sped. The office chair teetered on it's legs before tumbling over, hitting the floor with a evident crash. The pleasurable, knowing smile that laced against Jason's lips said it all: he was proud of the reaction he was getting. Jason Grace, the amazing golden boy that everyone worshiped, had just broken Percy Jackson with one thing that meant the world to him: Nico di Angelo. He had used the best person in his life and the best moment the two shared together.

(Warning: Explicit Sexual Content Starts Here! In flashback form :D)

Percy felt the gentle ivory skin under his hands, the contrast being completely obvious against his own flesh. Where his hands were cut, tough, and scarred from the time he had spent with sports and swimming, outdooring and camping, Nico's skin felt like silk running against him. Flowing in a seamless sheet without a single crease, a single error, or a single mark. It made one things obvious to Percy at that moment- Nico di Angelo was innocent. He was flawless, unmarred. And now Percy was about to taint him. He was about to do something that no one else had ever done with Nico. Running a single hand along the smaller boy's stomach, crossing his belly button and etching up his chest, Percy gently began to thumb one of Nico's pale perk nipples. Trailing a single digit along the rosy bud, he heard the long, troubled moan that expanded out of Nico's chest. It was drawn out, soft, and heated with a sudden passion that seemed to grow more intense the longer Percy touched him. That moan was a shout into the void, breaking through the dark obscurity that hazed his mind and severing the darkness like a crackle of lightening. That sound meant everything to Percy.

"Nico…...," Percy moaned out as his lips latched upon the smaller boy's shoulder, nipping and biting softly before each action became harsh- hard enough to leave boarding red marks. Hard enough to leave tiny reminders of whom Nico belonged to.

Nico fought to keep the moan at bay that threated to spur from his lips, etching up his throat as he attempted to swallow the desire.

Percy looked at him with a loving gaze, holding on to his boyfriend's waist and kissing him softly on the temple. He had to admit the boy was beautiful, whether he was fully clothed or not, but now looking at Nico Percy wanted every part of him.

"Get on the ground. On your hands and knees." Percy clarified as he watched Nico flop down in front of him, having trouble sitting comfortably on the ground as his knees and palms dug into the flooring.

"Really, Jackson, you're awfully classy about the entire thing aren't you. You want to have sex with me- might as well do it on the fucking floor!" Nico replied snidely, laughing tensely at his own comment.

Percy dropped soft to his knees behind Nico, fighting against the nervousness and anxiety that swam within his anticipation. The feeling that rolled in his chest, consuming his every thought, it was enough to make his head spin and muscles turn to sand- he felt complete desire for the other. It was a burning, aching desire that ate away at him with every moment he wasted.

"You ready….," Percy trailed off for a moment as he danced tender fingers along the small of Nico's back, trying his best to go for comforting although his hands twitched with expectation.

"I'm scared." The words were lowered, voice nearly inaudible as they mingled within Nico's vivid laugh. If they weren't in such close proximity Percy figured he wouldn't have even heard the speech. He wouldn't have heard Nico's false attempt to keep up the figurative façade and mask his terror inside of empty humor. He knew he should have given some advice of comfort, some soft words, or reassurance, but he wouldn't lie. He didn't know how harsh this would be for Nico, being his first time.

Nico tightened as slick fingers entered him, straining against the two digits that were forced awkwardly upon him. He didn't like the feeling- not in the slightest. A wince struck him as Percy began to move, not having a significant sign of initial discomfort, and prodded around the tightness. Overall it was a strange feeling, especially when Percy began to pull in and out, and Nico didn't know how to deal with it, however, he knew it was in his best interest to relax. Loosening his shoulders and back, Nico allowed Percy to continue, the pressure building in his stomach as the movements became faster, stronger. A wave of pleasure whipped through his chest as the feeling of Percy's finger jaggedly transformed from a strange sensation to one of desire. A slight moan slipped from amid pale, chapped lips as Nico gave a soft push backwards, going against the tiny twinge of pain that was mingling among with the pleasure. Nico shifted and blushed as a strangled whine came from him again, the sound being embarrassing.

"Nico….," Percy gritted his teeth as the feeling in his stomach bubbled, each moan splattering through his body and sending a string of pleasure straight to his groin. Just the sight of Nico, face sprayed with color, back and shoulders strained, lips casted open, naked and beautiful- that alone was enough to turn him on, not to mention the way Nico was pushing back against him, begging for more. He hated to be so pushy and demanding, but when he was unable to stand it anymore Percy drew his fingers out of Nico, a whine of loss and want following after.

"I…..I'm sorry….I can't stand this anymore. I need this….," Percy himself had never whined over sex. He had never sounded so pleading, so hot, and so needy. He didn't think it would be like this with anyone else. Only Nico could make him this way. Only Nico held his heart enough to cause such a reaction within him. He was so terrified of hurting the boy he loved- he couldn't imagine harming Nico in any way or any form. At that moment the ach that was flooding his body was to much, but he would be damned if he hurt Nico while in lust.

Percy let go of Nico's back for a moment, leaning over and grappling for the bottle that sat on the floor beside them. Smoothing the slick, thick liquid on his hard appendage Percy lined himself up against the panting, ebony haired boy. Bending forward quickly, doubling over against Nico, Percy pressed a burning kiss against his shoulder.

"I love you." He moaned out.

"Ti amo, Percy." Nico replied softly.

Clutching the small boy's sides, holding Nico tight enough to leave indents in his pale skin, Percy grinned softly, the sound of Nico's light accent and Italian speech turning him on more than anything.

"Alright…I hope you're ready." The words were slightly venomous as they sprayed from Percy's lips. Serious words matched the intensity of his actions as Percy pushed in; forcing his body against Nico's way harder than necessary. He hadn't meant to, but the intense heat that cradled his member was enough to cause Percy to force further in, ignoring the way Nico tensed up (tight as a drum) and the harsh, short scream that followed after.

"Damn it, Percy! It hurts!" Nico cried as he pushed forwards slightly, wincing and convulsing against the stinging pain that whipped through his body, "Fuck!"

"S-sorry…" Percy's lips quivered as the tight heat enveloped him, causing a hot flash to run through his body. He didn't know what to think about this. He hated to cause Nico so much pain, but the feeling and the heat were enough to make him let go. He jerked softly inside of Nico, a gasp resignation from the other boy as the movement reached him.

"Percy!" The noise was sharp and vivid like a clean crack through a sheet of glass. Nico had never felt anything like this. It was intense- the pain, but it was being to numb. It was being to fade into a boiling pleasure, the passion and desire of the moment over lapping the hurt.

Percy ran a tender hand along Nico's side, holding against him tightly before beginning to move. Waiting for Nico's cry of disapproval that never came, he nearly drew himself out before thrusting back in, listening to the whimper the etched from Nico's throat, showing obvious pleasure, but having a edge of discomfort held within.

The smaller boy below him arched upwards as Percy began to slowly draw in and out, his body moving softly against Nico's own. It wasn't intense, it wasn't passionate, and it wasn't lustful. It was something so much more- it was everything. Percy loved how sweet they were taking the entire thing- not taking things to fast, not trying to do anything that was too much. They weren't just having sex. Percy was just showing how much Nico meant to him. He was showing how much he loved him.

"Cazzo, Percy! Ci si sente… ci si sente cosi bene!" Percy listened to Nico's words carefully, trying his best to decipher what the boy was spouting out. He couldn't understand Italian very well, but it was a pretty sexy language. Only one statement was clear in his mind: "Ti amo" meaning I love you.

A relieved sound came from Nico as his eyelids fluttered closed and his body began to rock back against Percy's hips. Perspiration shifted down his body, dripping against his skin as the heat and passion overwhelmed him. A red, irritated blush crept up his face and down his shoulders, skin becoming blood red as he felt pressure build in his stomach.

"Percy…. Picchiami!" Nico whined deeply under his breath, voice become harsh and lustful as Percy's thrust became harsher.

"Hit me!" Nico begged again, his voice coming out sudden and vivid.

"W-what?" Percy sputtered as he looked down at Nico's lithe, skinny body underneath him. He couldn't believe what the other had said, shocking him enough to pause his thrust, the warm heat making it difficult to find his wits.

"I said hit me. Please!"

"Nico, w-what the hell?!"

"Please!" The way the word hung on his lips, the way Nico was begging for this action- it was too much. Percy didn't know if this was some kind of kink for the other boy (which made a lot of sense to be honest, considering how Nico was) and if it was it had never come to light in their relationship, but as he watched his boyfriend move below him, hip raking backwards, chest moving erratically, sweat tinging beautiful ivory skin- it just made Percy lose control.

Pulling his right hand of Nico's hips Percy forced it down harshly, smacking Nico's back, the sound of skin hitting skin reverberating throughout the room.

"Oh, Cazzo!" Nico arched his back, rolling his hips back, grinding into Percy's pelvis. Biting down on his lip tensely, pleasure exploding through every inch of his body, Nico felt a small drop of blood cascade down his chin where his teeth broke skin. His breath hitched, hands digging deeply into the floor as he grappled for something, anything to hold on to.

"Nico…," The smothered pant ripped from Percy's lips as the boy forced inside Nico again, rocking his partner's body back to meet his thrusts.

With goose bumps growing on his arms and desire integrating in his stomach, Percy snarled in retort. One of his hands, which were clinched at Nico's side, hastily ran up the boy's back, taking hold of his ashen locks as he pulled resolutely. Forcing Nico's head back, Percy leaned over him and pressed punitive, rough kisses on the striking pastel skin. Nico let out a marred whimper.

"P-Percy, that fucking hurts!" Nico's voice wavered, passion laced in his speech through the cry. Percy, his heart beating quickly as his guilt strangled him, let go of Nico's hair immediately. Nico let out a repressed inhale as Percy, with both hands now on his sides, slamming him back to meet the thrust again, making his body spasm.

"J-jack a-ass…" Nico left the hateful name hang in the air as he moaned again, pleasure swimming within him.

Percy listened as the other's voice strained and his harsh breathing made the words come out choppy. Percy himself let out a string of moans, finger nails lashing trails in the boy's skin as he dug in deeper. The small red marks rose up on the ivory flesh, some leaking crimson as they cut too far. As one thrust collided with Nico's prostate the boy screamed, back arching.

"P-percy! A-gain! Please!" Nico moaned out in between pants although Percy wasn't completely sure what he wanted again. Breathing heavily, breath leaving his body in deep gasps, Percy slammed his hand back against Nico's side, drawing another lustful moan from the other.

"Ah…..Percy!" Nico wailed, grinding his hips back as he came close to his climax, wanting every part of the other. His heart hammered in his chest, body trembling as the extreme pleasure grappled for him. The pressure he felt inside was building, diving him into something he was ready for. A moment later Nico felt the pressure inside of him become too much.

"Ahhh!" The noise that came from Nico was a mixture between a growl, a moan, and a whimper. "P-Percy… I'm getting close!"

Sweat dripped down the warm bodies as they moved together. Burst of moans exploded from Nico, coming out in different capacities and pitches. The noise was music to Percy's ears as his thrusts became harder, both bodies rocking as though the entire world was moving under them. Percy could feel the pressure building in his stomach; burning, filling him, overwhelming him. In a fit of passion, feeling his climax coming up quickly, Percy's hand grabbed Nico's cock, pumping him in time to his own thrusts. A strangled wheezed left Nico's body, his entire form quivering to the point of convulsion.

"Percy! Ti amo! Percy!" The broken cry escaped his mouth as he exploded in Percy's hand. The white liquid dribbled from the boy's fingertips, saturating onto the floor. Feeling Nico's warm walls close around him, enveloping him in the blissful warmth, Percy cried out, spilling his seeds deep into Nico.

The two boys, bodies draining of all energy, buckled to the hard wooden floor, massed together in a interwoven mess of bodies and limbs. It took a moment for Percy to pull out of Nico, seizing the boy around the waist and pulling him closer. Nipping the boy's shoulder and neck, Percy's hands danced along Nico's body. After a second of this, Nico grabbed Percy's hands, peeling them away from his waist before struggling away. He didn't want to be cuddled after sex. He didn't like to be snuggled or hugged on. It just wasn't him.

Percy looked over at him before siting up onto his knees. He crawled forward, wrapping his arms around Nico's upper body, and dragged the boy to his feet before picking him up like you would a bride.

"Stopppp…" Nico whimpered sleepily with austerity in his voice. His hands came up clawing at Percy's shoulders, desperate for him to let go. He didn't want to be held, he didn't want to be picked up, he didn't want to be touch; he hated the way Percy treated him like he was frail.

Laying him down on the bed Percy rolled down next to Nico, wrapping his arms tightly around his chest. Nico, who now began to struggle again, growled out in frustration.

"Nico, just lay down with me. I just wanted to hug you. You know, like you would a puppy. A mood, whinny, Gothic puppy." Percy commented offhandedly as he pushed one of his legs between Nico's, holding him against his chest in an iron grip, inhaling deeply into his hair.

Nico let out a dainty sigh, "Fine, I guess."

Grabbing the end of the blanket that was thrown over his bed, Percy ducked it over the two of them, swaddling them both in warmth. Turning his head the side, the small frown on his mouth transforming into a light smile, Nico kissed Percy's cheek. "Ti amo, Percy."

"I love you, too." Percy whispered lightly under his breath.

(Warning: Sexual Content Ends Here! :D)

"So, you don't want to answer my question directly and now you are giving me complete silence? That's nice." Jason muttered exasperatedly under his breath.

"H-huh….," Percy muttered as he snapped out of it, quickly remembering the conversation at hand, "Yes, we had sex! Is that what you wanted to here?!" Percy justified ruefully.

"Yep, but now I have another question. What's it like?"

"What is what like?" Percy asked although he already assumed how the question was meant to be taken.

"What is it like to have sex with a man?" Jason clarified as his attention focused on the other boy. Percy would have appreciated it if his eyes weren't locked on him like so, desperate for information or details.

"I'm not going to tell you." There was a hint of playfulness in the boy's voice although it was just a façade to mask how much the true topic bothered him. Why the hell would Jason Grace be interested in his sex life anyways? It didn't make much sense, "Now, I think I should be allowed to ask you a question. Why do you want to know? Are you getting a little curious with your own sexual preferences?"

"Well I did go on a date with you." Jason admitted heatedly, looking slightly offend and slightly amused at Percy jab. He knew the raven haired boy was just trying to get to him, but in all honest he hated it when people did that. Some had started to imply that Jason was now in a relationship with Percy just because Jackson was gay, but no matter how much Jason terminated the rumor by answering the obvious question with a no it just seemed to get boiled back to the surface after a while.

"It was not a date!" Percy cried obdurately.

"See and that is why I believe you are still with Nico in your mind. You know how much you want him, but you just don't want to admit it. Hell, you just said yourself that you slept with him. That just proves how much you cared and still care for him. Just go ahead and ask him out again. Or will your pride no allow it?" That counter threw Percy for a loop. He never expected Jason to be so blatantly honest about a tender topic.

"Oh, just shut the fuck up. I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"Fine than," Jason hissed as he stood up heavily. Percy expected him to head towards the door, ready to end this and their friendship with one go. Instead of rushing across the room and out the door, Jason approached the window instead, fingers fiddling with the radio that sat on the sill.

"What are you doing?" Percy inquired heatedly.

"You don't want to talk to me, so let's listen to music instead. That's what you want." Jason replied snidely as he stuck his tongue playful out at Percy, forgetting all that anger and disapprove he had felt moments ago. It was like someone had reached inside him and flipped a switch, turning off his anger and flipping on his happy, go lucky attitude.

After a moment music began to pour from the speakers, words coming out in a garbled sense of rhythm and a beat. Jason stared at the radio for a moment, face looking neutral about the song.

"The way you move is like a full on rainstorm and I'm a house of cards. You're the kind of reckless that should send me running, but I kind of know I won't get far. You stood there in front of me just close enough to touch."

"Taylor Swift- the pop singer who believes she is country. That's nice." Jason comment off handedly as he turned up the volume. Percy sat his office chair back in place, flopping down, and taking a deep breath. After a moment he pulled his hands over his ears, blocking out the words just because he already knew it was going to hurt.

"I run my fingers through your hair and watch the lights go wild. Just keep on keeping your eyes on me. It's just strong enough to make if feel right."

"Please don't turn on Taylor Swift. No one, but eleven year old girls and fan boys like her music." Percy shot Nico a look as he fiddled with the radio that Percy had perched on the windowsill to the boy's bedroom. Nico glanced at him with a look of evident offense.

"Okay, listen. In the deepest, darkest, blackest part of my heart I have some really weird desires. Some really weird fetishes and among those awful, terrible, horrid parts of me there is a part that likes Taylor Swift music." Nico admitted, his face stern and eyes hard set on his boyfriend.

"You are so gay." Percy muttered under his breath, fanning himself with the vivid orange notebook that he had taken from Nico's desk.

"I'm sorry. I like this song…a lot actually." Nico justified, a look of persecution subjected in Percy's direction, "I even know the words to this song! Drop everything now. Meet me in the pouring rain. Kiss me on the sidewalk, take away the pain. Cause I see sparks fly."

"God….At least if you're going to sing it come over here and sing it." Percy cried adamantly as he opened up his arms and waited for Nico to move closer. Nico obliged, allowing Percy to wrap his arms around his waist and draw him downwards.

"So, know that you have me what are going to do with me?" Nico asked, wagging a finger in the boy's face as though he could read his mind.

"Well it appears that you already have some idea of what is going to happen." Without another word Percy leaned upwards, lips meeting Nico's in a soft kiss.

"Percy? You're just completely out of it today, aren't you? What's wrong?" Jason asked from across the room, picking up a basketball from the floor beside the window and tossing it up in the air, catching it with a harsh thump. He looked over at his friend with obvious curiosity.

"What…. Oh, I'm fine. Just think about…..you know…..how late it is. Meaning I want you to go so I can get ready for the beach." Percy looked back with irascibility as Jason continued to lie on his bed lazily, looking at ceiling with thoughtfulness.

"Maybe that means you should take me to the beach with you? How about it, Jackson? Hmmmm…." Jason cast one of those looks as though he was pouting, but with a smile. A groan escaped Percy lips as he walked across the room, body tense with anticipation as the clock continued to race at a microscopic pace.

"No, you can't. Grover and Thalia didn't invite you. They invited me. Now, I really need you to go so I can get ready. You and I both know once they get here they are either going to do one of two things: A- they will literally tell you to fuck off and knowing your sister, that will be her choice. Or they will B- ask you to come with them and from what I've heard Luke is going as well and I know for sure you and Luke don't get along. So that just leaves one choice: Choice C, the only choice that is correct- you getting out of my house right now before they get here."

"Are you going to kick me out?"

"Yes." Percy insisted as he stood up, approaching the bed with a menacing demeanor.

"Fine!" Jason called briskly as he stood up, "I'll go."

Tossing the basketball at Percy, hitting him square in the chest and knocking the wind out of him for a moment, Jason stood in the center of the room before giving a regal bow as though he was a prince. Picking up the Rolling Stones magazine from the bed and turning towards the door, Jason trudged away with large, deliberate footsteps. As far as Percy was concerned Jason could keep the magazine as long as he left. That is until he heard the car horn from outside. The loud, blaring noise echoed throughout the room like a battle cry, instinctively cause Jason to run towards the window and take a peek outside. Bumping the radio with his side, tipping it over the edge, Jason and Percy watched as the music poured out the window along with the radio and cord, hitting the bush below.

"Sorry…," Jason admitted sheepishly, looking at his friend with a shy grin. Percy simply rolled his eyes, happy to at least be ridden of that hateful reminder of the boy he still loved.

"Hey, there's Grover and Thalia and oh… Well, I guess that's Luke. Another car just pulled up. Oh, wait! It's Luke and Annabeth."

"Annabeth?" Percy inquired softly, his stomach automatically doing a twist.

"Yep, Grover, Thalia, Luke, Annabeth…And apparently there's your dream boy as well: Nico di Angelo!" Jason roared as he raised his arm in a cheering manner, shooting a smile in Percy direction that said everything he wouldn't dare speak out loud: Things are going to get hot, aren't they?

"W-what?" Percy stuttered.