Love is a Battlefield, Literally (DISCONTINUED)

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Chapter 3: For Fear Of A Toilet

The kitchen was fully stocked, thank the gods! You know, Percy wouldn't strike you as a very good chef but his food tastes amazing. He made tacos, my favorite but I don't think he knew, just a coincidence. At first I was relunctant to taste his food, but the minute I took that first bite, I knew who would be cooking from now on. We were still eating when we felt something hit our boat, I was in the middle of taking a bite when it happened so I got taco in my eye. Percy laughed but when we felt another hit, he sprang up and raced for the deck.

I followed and was shocked to see a huge storm raging outside, I knew it was really stupid but I couldn't help but admire Percy when he was wet. Wait a minute, why was he wet? He looked just as puzzled but he didn't try to talk, he must have known I wouldn't of heard. I watched as the waves stopped hitting the boat, Percy broke into a deep sweat. I ran over to him and he mouthed something like 'Go under!'. He pointed to the deck in a downward motion but I ignored it, we were in this together no matter what. He rolled his eyes and was sweating harder every second. I knew he wouldn't last much longer so I grabbed his hand and pulled him into our room, I looked around and found it.

I read the buttons until I found the right one, I slammed it and the boat stopped getting hit with the waves. I looked closer at the defensive buttons, each one had a short description on what they did. The one I had chosen had said 'Defensive Barrier Against Storms'. I looked up at Percy and smiled, his wet hair was so long that his bangs covered his eyes, he did look pretty hot. I watched as the water magically floated off of us, up the stairs, through the door, and outside. I looked back at him and he was completely dry, and clean too.

"Well, so much for tacos." he said as we examined the kitchen. The plates had splattered the food all over the floor but everything else was fine saying as Beckendorf had bolted and secured it all. "I guess it doesn't matter anyway, we ate most of it." I nodded in agreement.

I lead the way back into the room and saw the heart-shaped suitcase of clothes Aphrodite left for me. Really what was with her and hearts? I stopped abruptly and turnd on my heel to "glare" at Percy. "What?" he asked.

"I would like to get changed alone." I told him. That wasn't exactly the truth, well it was but I didn't plan on getting my pajamas on yet but he couldn't see that suitcase. It would be embarrasing.

He blushed and said, "Can't you get changed in the bathroom?"

I thought for a second and came up with a lame excuse. "I can't get changed in there." I scolded. "I might fall into the toilet or something." It took all of my will power not to laugh but Percy wasn't so succesful.

He started cracking up as he walked back into the kitchen and said, "Zeus forbid Annabeth fall into a toilet."

Now I knew what Aphrodite meant about watching what I say, that must've sounded really stupid. I ran to the bed and cautiously opened the suitcase, I gaped at it. Does she seriously think I'm that much of a slut that I'd actually wear this stuff? I felt slutty and embarassed just looking at it. I threw the suitcase under the bed and changed into my real pajamas. "Are you done yet?" Percy yelled from the kitchen.

I rolled my eyes, boys. "Yeah." I called back.

He opened the door and jumped on the bed, he layed down right in the middle. I raised my eyebrows and rolled him onto his side. "Aren't you going to wear pajamas?" I asked.

He looked up and glared at me. "I'm a guy, guys don't wear pajamas." he said.

"So you just go to sleep in your clothes?" I asked.

"No, I usually sleep in just my boxers but I doubt Athena would let me live through the night if she saw." he explained. I nodded in agreement and layed down on my side, facing away from him. I heard a movement and turned over, he was taking off his shirt.

"Woah, what are you doing?" I asked.

"Taking off my shirt." he said confused.

"The more clothes seperating us the better."

He raised his eyebrows and threw his shirt across the room, I glared harshly at him. I gave him my best 'You so much as touch me, I'll kill you look.' and turned back around. I heard another movement and flipped back toward him, he was taking off his pants. I jumped off the bed and moved across the room. "Come on Annabeth, it's not like we're doing anything. I'm hot, I kinda just had to hold waves off of us and it's not exactly easy. Will you please just chill out?" he asked.

I moved slowly back to the bed and layed down, this time facing him. He couldn't try anything if I was watching him. It seemed like every time I closed my eyes and opened them again, he was closer. At first I thought I was imagining it but when he ended up being that close I knew that I was right. I flipped over, facing the wall this time and I felt something touch me. I grinded my teeth together and I knew he was curved around me again. I was so angry becuse I wanted him to be that close, I wanted him to sleep next to me. Sick, right? I counted his breathes and slowly fell asleep to the rhythm.