Disclaimer: Nico told me to say this, so I have to, I mean, how could I not? I don't own PJO nor HP.

~Kisses and Proposals~

000 Nico 000

"You did what now?" Percy half-screamed as I told him about the day before.

"I kissed a girl," my mouth twitched as I said the next part, "And I liked it." (Being around damned Aphrodite and Apollo kids 24/7 make everyone at camp know about the "latest" songs and celebrities.)

Percy's and Annabeth's mouth twitched too. They were probably remembering the time when an Aphrodite guy was singing it out loud (out of tune too) sang that particular Katy freaking Perry song... on the beach... in horribly done clown make-up (I'm no Aphrodite kid but it was so horribly done, even Percy knew it was horrible)... with the rest of his cabin filming it.

"Oh, no," Annabeth says, "You're not getting out of this one. Tell us."

Percy seems like he's still digesting my previous comment, 'cause he screams (just now) "You kissed a girl?"

"At least I'm not screaming like one." I say, "You kissed Annabeth loads."

"Well, that's different!" he exclaims, "I'm older than you!"

I smirk, "I'm seventeen, you were, what, fifteen? Sixteen, when you first "really" kissed her."

"B-b-but...!" he splutters before he complains, "Annabeth!"

Annabeth just rolls her eyes at him, "He's right Percy, anyway, tell us."

"Ah..." I say in a bored voice, "Do I have to?"

"Yes." they said in unison.

I roll my eyes before replying... "Fine..."

000 Common Room ; Last Night 000

The common room is quiet, the only ones here are me, Alisa, the Potter kid and his gang.

I stare out the window, thinking about the kid with two souls. I haven't sensed him at all after me and Alisa's spar a few hours ago. 'Course, the only thing I did after that was go eat dinner.

I muse silently to myself as I stare blankly out the window.

Suddenly, a dead weight falls onto me and I just barely catch the figure that landed on my chest. Damn. It's Alisa.

Heat rushes to my face and I notice her face coloring too as I help her up... Only to have her fall right back on me again. My mouth twitches...

"Woah there, Starshine," I say, using my most frequent nickname for her. Her usually pale cheeks are painted in pink, "Waddya do, drink a gallon of firewhiskey?"

"Shut up, Hellboy," she mutters under her breath. I get her up again and she starts to back away, only to freeze after a few inches. "I can't move."

I raise an eyebrow at her, sure she must be joking, "What are you talking 'bout?" I ask her, my voice slightly muffled.

Her lip twitches in annoyance, "I mean I can't move," definite annoyance there, "How is that not understandable."

"What do you-" I start to ask as I try to move away, only to be cut off by an invisible wall, "I see what you mean."

She's still for a minute and the silence makes me realize that I'm standing inches from Alisa. The girl I started to fall for a week after I met her. The girl who disappeared and came back tough... and damaged. And, let's face it, the girl who I continued to fall for after she disappeared. The girl who twists me around and makes my insides turn to mush. Without knowing it.

Well, damn. Just. Damn.

Heat is starting to climb up my face as she says, "Up. Look up."

I do and a small cluster of white berries meets my eye. Well, fuck, mistletoe. I know, freaky reaction, but you don't know the Aphrodite kids. They freaking get some of the Hecate girls to enchant mistletoes for Christmas so that if a guy and a girl happens to walk under at the same time, they need to kiss. Otherwise... a berry explodes. Seriously. That's why most of the year-rounders are very, very careful of where they step during Christmas.

I realize that we weren't at camp so I force myself to be calm, except for the fact that heat was literally flooding my face, "There's mistletoe, so?"

"I saw Harry and the others putting up some kind of mistletoe around," she says, "They might be enchanted."

Well, waddya know. Even here, there's enchanted mistletoe. I hope it doesn't explode.

"Harry, come here!" she shouts so that she could be heard all the way across the room so Potter could hear her.

Potter jogs over, eyebrow lifted, "What's up?"

She turns around, and we wobble for a second before I wrap my arms around her waist. Her hair smells like... peaches. Peaches and... the night. I realize my face is almost buried in her long black hair and I pull back suddenly. Well, like I said, damn.

"Your mistletoe's what's up." she growls out, "What did you do with it? We can't move!"

I'm a bit distracted by the way her nose flares a little and her the way her teeth grinds that I barely hear what they're saying 'till Potter slowly backs away and Alisa says "Hurry up. This is kinda uncomfortable."

I'm slightly beyond caring that the girl I've fallen in love with three years ago is in my arms so I just go with the flow and grin, "Well, I'm kinda fine even if you don't, Potter."

"Shut up, Hellboy." she mutters under her breathe and a chuckle escapes me.

"That your new nickname for me, Starshine?" I say, teasing.

"That mine?" she says right back.

"Why," I say in a serious voice, "Yes it is, you like it?"

I could feel her twitch in my arms as she starts, "Well-"

She's cut off and our little bubble is popped when Potter comes back, a piece of pape- err parchment in his hand. Why do they fucking insist on not taking up modern life and using pens and papers? Seriously?

"Er, well," he mutters, a sheepish look on his face, "Um.. How do I say this...?"

Alisa speak up angrily, "No. No damn way, Potter."

I have no idea what shes talking about until Potter slowly muttered, "Er... you have to um... kiss. To, y'know, break the barrier."

My eyes grow wide, "Wh-wh-what?"

Okay, it's not that I mind kissing her. Hades, if I'm honest with myself, I'd say I wouldn't just not mind.

Harry, being the smart Chosen One that he was, realizes her really needed to get out of here real fast before Alisa starts to rant, "Uh... yeah... good luck with that."

She turns around, and my arms are still around her waist, "Let's just get it over with."

Let's just get it over with? Seriously? I frown before I lean down (She's considerably shorter than me.) and brush my lips against hers. You know how I said that she twist me around? Yeah, well right now, she making me explode. I could feel bolts of electricity running up and down my body. (Trust me, I know what it feels like.) Adrenaline runs through me, but it's different from all the times I've run from monsters. It's more like...

More like that time at the Arena.

The sense of my body just responding to her. Like it was embedded in me. So I do what my body's telling me to do. I lean in closer so that our lips aren't just brushing each other. Suddenly, a soft purr escapes from her and she wraps her arms around my neck pulling me closer. My hand climbs to her neck and I do the same as she tugs my lower lip with her teeth.

I carry her to the windowsill, some part of my brain registering the fact that we could move. The sill is low enough that she only an inch or two higher than me. She pulls apart her lips and a gasp escapes her as I trace her mouth with my tongue. I surprise myself too. I can taste her. She tastes just like how her hair smells like. Peaches and the night. Only a trace of nutmeg is also there. And just as suddenly as the kiss had begun, she pulls away a surprised yelp escapes her. Her mouth a wide "O".

She climbs down the sill and backs away slowly before sprinting up the steps.

000 Defense Practical Room ; Present 000

Of course, I didn't tell Annabeth and Percy all the gory details. Just how it started and that it got serious after that.

"So," Annabeth says, "What's the problem?"

"She's not speaking to me." I complain, "Not at breakfast, not during the break, and she just rushed past me when I tried asking if she wanted to spar later."

"Maybe she just didn't hear you." Percy says.

Me and Annabeth roll our eyes as Percy indignantly says "What?"

"Oh, Seaweed Brain." Annabeth says, half annoyed, half affectionate.

"Oh, Wise Girl." Percy retorts in a teasing tone, pecking Annabeth lightly on the cheek, 'causing her to blush.

"Oh, gross." I say, bluntly, "You were so shocked at the thought of me kissing, and you do that right in front of me?"

"Aww, shut up, Nico." Percy says, grinning, "Why don't you scurry off to your little girlfriend and let me have some fun with mine?"

"She's not your girlfriend anymore, Perce." I say, rolling my eyes, "Unless..."

A panicked look comes over Percy and Annabeth eyes are wide, "What do you mean, Nico?"

"Oh... so he hasn't..." I say, ignoring Annabeth, "Well, sorry 'bout that, Perce, guess I should've shut my mouth."

"Nico!" Percy shouts, giving Annabeth a sheepish look.

"Percy! What are you not telling me?" Annabeth says, calm fury coming off her in waves.

"Well, Annabeth..." Percy says, fumbling around his pockets as I grin slyly at him. The idiot.

Annabeth sits calmly there, waiting for Percy to calm down.

"Oh, great, Zombie Boy," Percy says, exasperated, "Now I can't surprise her."

"Yeah, well, that depends on whether you even get the courage to ask her." I retort.

He glares at me one last time before turning to Annabeth, "Annabeth Chase, Architect of Olympus, and the love of my life, will you marry me?"

Annabeth blinks, partially shocked at the Celestial bronze ring engraved with a Triton and an Owl with the words, "σοφό κορίτσι του εγκεφάλου και φύκια", which is Greek for "Wise Girl and Seaweed Brain". Annabeth finally regains her composure and she grins happily, "Took you long enough, Seaweed Brain."

"You still haven't answered my question," Percy retorts, "Wise Girl."

Annabeth laughed, "Of course, you Seaweed Brain."

Percy slipped the ring on her finger and kissed her passionately. I stood there awkwardly for about two minutes before finally coughing and saying, "Hello? Person in the room."

"Oh, sorry." A voice squeaked. A voice I'd know anywhere.

I turn around to see Alisa standing at the door, face flushed, and I run towards her as she quickly turns away.

I shout for her, "Wait, Alisa!"

A/N: Another sappy chapter, only with Percabeth. I put in Nico's PoV of the kiss too. Anyway, sorry I'm late. School's going to start soon, so everything's kinda being rushed. ~Nyx