Okay, I don't know what this is. I first wanted to write about Percy playing the guitar, but that became Percy singing, and Apollo was there, and I don't know.

I wrote this in one day, but it had been stuck in my head for like, 4 months now. I just needed it out of my head.

Important: No Percabeth. This is Apollo x Percy. Boy/Boy

"You know," Frank said suddenly, "the only thing we need now is some music, and this would be like those cheesy teen movies."

Piper supposed that was true.

She and the rest of the seven were sitting on the main deck. Leo had chopped up one of the broken masts, and lit the pieces on fire. The flames danced into the night, creating a captivating scene. Piper, who had been staring at the flames, now averted her eyes to look at her friends.

Frank was explaining Hazel the art of roasting a marshmallow on a stick. Hazel didn't understand why somebody would do that, and isn't that disgusting? But once she tried one, she shut up and started to make herself another one. Frank, who had been afraid of fire, now sat quite close to it. Leo's fireproof pouch for his lifestick had really helped him calm down.

Leo himself was poking the fire with a stick, roasting four marshmallows at a time and he was playing with his Archimedes sphere, from which sometimes random sounds or lights would appear.

Jason was lying on his stomach next Piper. He had his eyes closed, and was only enjoying the warmth the fire gave him.

Annabeth was reading a book. She sat cross-legged, with the book resting on her legs. Her hair kept falling into her eyes, but she had long since given up on tucking it behind her ears. Annabeth had only packed one book for the entire trip, hoping that she would at least have some time to read it.

Percy, meanwhile, was leaning back onto his arms, and staring at the stars. He had a soft smile on his face, like he was remembering better times. Piper understood. She heard stories about Percy and the hunter, Zoe was her name if she recalled correctly. They went on a quest, together with a few others, to rescue Lady Artemis. During their time together, they had become close friends. Zoe had considered Percy a true friend, a worthy man, before she died. Artemis put her into the stars. Piper looked up the the stars as well, and saw that the Huntress, was glowing brightly.

"Yeah," Leo stopped tinkering with the sphere, "but none of us can actually play an instrument, Panda Boy. That may pose a problem."

"That is not true," Piper countered, "I can play a few songs on the piano."

"So so," Leo grinned, "impressive, Beauty Queen, but we don't have a piano on board."

"I can play the flute," Hazel said softly, "but I don't have it with me."

Annabeth looked up and closed her book.

"Percy can play the guitar," she said, "and he has one with him, right Perce?"

Everyone looked at Percy, who was still staring at the stars.

"Percy," Annabeth said, "Seaweed Brain, wake up!"

Percy looked at her, and then the rest of his friends, who were all staring at him. Obviously. Piper didn't know that the son of Poseidon could play guitar. She expected him to be hopeless when it came to music and rhythm, but apparently not.

"Huh, what?" Percy said.

"Frank said that some music would be nice right about now," Annabeth explained. "And I said that you have a guitar. Can you get it?"

Percy looked at the fire.

"I don't have it with me, I left it at camp," he muttered.

"What, no," Annabeth frowned. "I brought it with me, didn't I give it to you yet?"

"Annabeth," Percy said in a warning tone, "what are you saying?"

"Wait, I'll go and find it. I know I have it somewhere." Annabeth stood up and went downstairs.

"Since when can you play guitar?" Jason asked groggily.

"I've been playing since I was 8, I think," he said.

"Are you any good?" Leo asked. Percy looked at him for a moment, before he looked at all of them and sat up straight.

"Yeah," he said slowly, "you can say that."

Annabeth came back on the top deck.

"Here," she said, holding out a leather necklace with a pendant that looked like the sun hanging from it, "I forgot to give it to you, but I figured that you would like to have it with you during all this."

Percy took the necklace from her, and put it around his neck. Then, he pulled the pendant of, and it changed into a guitar. A beautiful acoustic guitar. And it was blue. Light blue on the neck, that became darker the further down it got. It looked like when you are just below the water surface of the ocean. Where less and less sunlight reaches the the water the further down you'd go.

Leo whistled.

"Damn," He said. "Where did you get that?"

Percy just smiled.

"So," He adjusted his position so he could play the guitar better. "What do you want to hear?"

"Can you play thunderstruck? By AC/DC?" Leo asked. Piper smacked him.

"What?" he said, but Piper knew that Leo knew that that had been a ridiculous request.

"How about a song from Adele?" Piper asked.

"Ooh," Frank said, "or from Ed Sheeran? Perfect is such a beautiful song."

Percy snorted. "You alright there, Franky?"

Frank blushed. Piper, Hazel and Leo all laughed.

"Play that song that you wrote just after the first war." Annabeth said softly.

"That is a sad song though," Percy said after a moment of consideration, "Do you guys mind?"

They all said they would love to hear it. And that was true. Who would have guessed that Percy would also write songs? not Piper.

So Percy started to play. Piper had heard many people play guitars, but this sounded sound that came from the guitar was rich, and somehow filled with emotions.

Then Percy started to sing, and Piper forgot how to breath. [The Light Behind Your Eyes, My Chemical Romance.]

It sounded so full of sorrow and regret and pain and love. He sang about the people, his friends, that had died in the war, and how he misses them, and Piper had to think about the person she missed the most. Her dad, who she hadn't seen since her quest with Leo and Jason, where they had to wipe his memory. When she was younger, they used to go to the beach. Her dad taught her how to swim and surf, and about the sea creatures they found on the beach. And now she missed him. She wanted to be back home, to leave this war behind her, and just go to the beach with him again. Watch the sunrise and sunset. Talk about nothing and everything, and play the games they used to play.

The song had ended, Piper realised, and she looked up at Percy.

He was staring at his feet, a single tear trickled down his cheek and onto his chin. Annabeth was even worse: she had tears streaming over her face. She wasn't sobbing, just silently crying. Hazel was hugging Frank, Hazel was crying softly, while Frank kissed her head. Leo and Jason were both staring at Percy with thoughtful expressions on their faces. Like they could relate to the song, since they both lost a lot of friends and comrades, but they weren't ready to cry about it yet.

Percy took a deep, shuddering breath, and looked up at his friends.

"I told you it was a sad song," he smiled softly.

"Damn, Perce," Frank said. "That was really good."

"Thanks," Percy adjusted the guitar on his lap and wiped the tear away. "So, how about a more fun song, mhmm?"

He started to play again, this a more upbeat song that they all knew, and within the minute, they were singing along. Piper enjoyed this. The singing, the laughing, the hanging out together during the small hours of the night. She looked around, and saw her friends smiling and enjoying themselves. But after a few songs she started to notice something weird. Percy's guitar was glowing.

"Percy," she said, after he finished his song, "why is your guitar glowing?"

The rest of the seven also looked at the guitar.

"Wow, what the hell dude?" Leo said, "How is it doing that?"

"Is that supposed to happen?" Frank asked.

Percy smiled "Yes, it is." His smile grew into a full blow grin.

"That means that Apollo is listening, it started glowing like 5 songs ago, you only noticed now?" He raised his eyebrow and looked at Piper.

"I thought the Gods were out of commission." Hazel said uncertain.

"They are," Annabeth answered, "but Apollo always listens in when Percy's playing."

"Why?" Jason asked. "Gods don't do that."

"Apollo only does that for me," Percy said. "You guys didn't know this?" He glanced at Annabeth, who gasped and clamped her hand over her mouth.

"Shit," she muttered as she lowered her hand. "Off course. Nobody ever spoke about it, and I never thought about it."

"What the Hades are you talking about?" Leo asked. Piper wanted to know the same thing.

"Yeah," Frank started, "Why would Lord Apollo listen to Percy sing?"

"Well, obviously because he's really good." Piper said to Frank, but then turned back to Annabeth and Percy, "but seriously, why?"

Percy was softly strumming the guitar, still with the smile on his face.

"Yeah," the son of Poseidon said, "I'm dating Apollo."

Silence.

Percy was dating a God. How did he do that. Piper knew Gods dated people every now and then, but that they dated Demigods? And why would Percy date Apollo. The most unfaithful god, after Aphrodite maybe. There were children of Apollo Percy's age at camp. They were friends with those children. But still, dating a God must be amazing. Apollo must be so romantic.

"At least," Percy stopped strumming the guitar and frowned at it, "I hope we still are."

The guitar started to play on its own. Apollo must be controlling it. It played a love song, Piper noted. Percy's smile, which had dimmed when he said the last sentence, returned full blast.

"Okay, sweety, no need to show off." The music stopped, and the guitar stopped glowing.

The rest of the seven, only excluding Annabeth and Percy, were still in shock.

"What?" Jason finally spluttered out. "You're dating a God?" His voice rose both in volume and in pitch.

"How does that even happen?" Frank asked.

"Since when are you gay?" Leo asked.

"Oh my gods," Piper said. "That must be amazing."

Percy looked at her sceptically.

"Yeah?" He asked her. "Wait until you've to tell Zeus that you're dating his favorite son, then tell me how you feel about dating a God."

Piper hadn't considered that. Percy was now dating his nephew, the son of his uncle. The number 1 playboy of Olympus and the god whose lovers all met tragic ends. Oh shit. Percy was now one of them. She gasped.

"Shit," She said. "You're gonna be turned into a tree, aren't you?"

"What?" Frank looked around, "Is that a thing?"

"Yeah," Annabeth said, "a lot of Apollo's lovers were turned into trees or flowers because other gods were jealous of them. Hyacinthus and Cyparissus for example."

She looked around the group.

"That won't happen to Percy though, since all the gods respect him, and Poseidon would wage war on the person to hurt his favorite child."

Percy blushed slightly, and rubbed his neck.

"Yeah," he said. "Perks of being the Saviour of Olympus. Not being turned into a tree. Best reward ever." Percy rolled his eyes.

It was silent again for a moment, before Leo broke the silence.

"Is he going to offer you immortality?"

Percy snorted and look at him. "Straight to the point, I see." He ran a hand through his hair.

"Yeah, I was offered immortality, but I declined, I can't make that decision while I'm only 16, so in a few years, they will ask me again."

"They?" Hazel asked, "Not him?"

"Seriously guys, did nobody tell you anything?" Percy asked incredulous.

"What?" Leo asked loudly.

"Zeus himself asked me if I wanted to become a God and I rejected. You didn't know that?"

"No we didn't!" the ones who hadn't been there when that happened exclaimed.

"Okay, so, now you do." Percy shrugged.

Everyone except Annabeth was staring at Percy with their mouths agape. How had they not known this. Why didn't anybody at camp tell them. That Frank and Hazel didn't know was understandable, since they were Roman, but that nobody told Piper, Leo or Jason.

Percy played a small tune on the guitar, and it folded back in on itself to form the sun pendant again. Percy held it close to the necklace, and it reattached itself to the leather cord.

"Well," the son of Poseidon said, "I am going to bed. Goodnight."

With that, he stood up and left. Annabeth followed after a moment.

Okay, this was weird, I warned you.

Now, I wrote more of this shit, so let me know if you want me to continue this.

Also let me know if I made any mistakes.

Thank, peace out.