He was the epitome of what I wanted.. But couldn't have. This epitome had a name, and it was Perseus. If it wasn't his vibrant, curious green eyes that got to me, it was the fact that he was a hero. He was so high above me that it almost seemed as if he could be all-seeing from the highest peak of Mount Olympus. His presence was enough to drive my senses berserk. He was so pure. I would always watch from afar, and the corners of my eyes were well worn-out by now from the amount of times I'd glanced at him. We were meant to be arch enemies anyways. I knew it wouldn't work out, but this night just seemed so damn different.

"Percy, do you have any clue how wrong this is?" I asked as he pulled me closer in the steamy shower. "Oh, I know.." He smirked. "But I want it, Luke. I'm the hero. I'm held so dear to everyone, so why can't I have what I want?" He asked, almost coyly and intoxicated with the steam. This whole thing had started when I had accidentally walked into the showers when he just so happened to be there. My first instinct was to turn, leave, and never look back because I knew very well that I didn't belong there. Hell, I didn't even belong at camp, but he pulled me back against my will. "Luke.. I have an idea. It might sound crazy.." He stared up at the ceiling. "I wish I had the power to control what people remembered.. And in turn have the power to make them forget."

The first thought in my head was something along the lines of "you're talking crazy". He was talking like some kind of philosopher. But, I realized that the younger boy actually had a valid point considering he was only sixteen. I remained completely quiet, the sound of my breaths and the shower beginning to take over. "Perce.. That's-That's a great wish." I smiled. "Well.. Can I ask you something, Luke?" He asked shyly. I nodded. "Can that wish come true for one night? Just tonight?" He smirked. It took me a moment to figure out where he was going, because the warm shower was enough to make me collapse in his arms.

"Believe that I love you. Forget that we hate each other." After that statement, words were no longer needed. He pulled me in for a passionate kiss that would have made me melt into the drain if I hadn't been clinging to his neck. I wondered if he had become possessed by some kind of deity, like one of the gods. I'd hoped not, because I was in love with the real Percy. Either way, I was enjoying it as much as he was because it was almost as if those two sentences wholly took me over and put me in a completely different state of mind.

I ran my fingers through his wet ebony hair and planted butterfly kisses, stopping at his collarbone to suckle on it, noticing that he still had on his swim trunks. "Percy, I need to ask you something.. How far do you want to go..?" I asked sheepishly. "All the way." He cocked his head at me as if I had just asked something in a foreign language. "Are you sure..?" I asked. I didn't want to ruin his innocence because I would never be able to live with myself if this situation turned into a huge mess. "Absolutely.. I mean, I've been having lusty fantasies about you ever since I was twelve." I began to blush at what I had just heard. "Really?" I asked, second-guessing myself and still trying to figure out whether this was real or not. "Yes, really."

The rest of the night was a steamy blur. I honestly could not remember what happened for the life of me when I woke up the next morning. My memory had been wiped. The only thing that stuck with me was the strong oceanic scent in my sheets that almost had a poignant effect on me. The only words that stuck with me were 'make you believe; make you forget'. No explanation or reasoning behind them.