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This chapter, is yet another one shot dearies, set in some random exquisite banquet hall.

I'm kinda really obsessed with 1D's new album, and the song Nobody Compares and...

BEWARE
1D SONGFICS AHEAD

DISCLAIMER: Belongeth to Rick

Leo had never thought he'd be in an extravagant banquet hall, with his hair sleeked back by something other than motor oil. His small figure was squeezed into dress pants, shoes and a crisp dress shirt under a silky black vest, and a snazzy red bow tie to match. His friends Jason, Frank, Piper, Nico, the loud and quite annoying satyr Hedge and not to mention Hazel were all adorned in fancy attire.

Some looking better than the rest, a small part in his brain surveyed as his eyes racked over the outfits Pipers dearest mother had left them with.

She had given Jason a crisp black tuxedo, as well as a white dress shirt and crisp cobalt blue tie. Nico, was wearing... black, as usual. His hair sleeked so far back, the milky white of his skin was such a wave of vibrant colour.

Frank was wearing a navy blue tuxedo, though his centurion medals were pinned to his chest, and a whole assortment of medals Leo definitely didn't know anything about, were neighboring the gold and purple laurel. His buzz cut was covered by something that looked vaguely like a veterans hat, and Leo couldn't help but stare.

"What are you looking at Valdez?" Frank grumbled, as he looked at the posh crowd.

Leo knew they were supposed to be finding an imperial gold and silver ring, but just like Frank he surveyed the hundreds of adults and teens, adorned in designer ball gowns and suits with the white gloves and sparkling diamonds.

"What's that on your head, bro?" he asked auspiciously, laughing slightly.

"It's a damn hat. That's what it is." Frank said bluntly before shoving his hands into his pockets and turning to face the rest of them.

He shrugged, "what's next?"

Leo didn't understand the whole spectrum of appearance and good looks, though Aphrodite/Venus sure as Hades made sure the girls looked fine. Piper, who was never overlooked, was wearing some cream colored ball gown. And after her bust a wave of wave of sparkling material designed to look like flower petals pooled down toward her ankles. It was too mesmerizing for words, and a pair of silky white gloves extended straight above her elbows.

Her choppy brown hair, had been curled somehow carelessly though in an intricate fashion, and kept back in a thicket of brown curls behind her head kept together with a studded clip, that shined a million different colors when the light hit. It glistened so beautifully, Leo was sure Iris would be jealous.

She looked at Frank with her kaleidoscopic eyes and strangely flawless makeup, "We split up and socialize, we don't want to attract any monsters" she linked arms with Jason and smiled, "try to find the ring and do not, give them your real names."

He felt the charmspeak, but he nodded anyways. He looked around to see the first class citizens of Tuscany exchanging animated conversations in either heavy Italian or accented English. He reached for his tool belt, but realized to late it was gone.

He groaned, why couldn't Aphrodite create something that stored his weapons as well as looked fashionable. He figured if Hephaestus and Aphrodite got over their melodramatic marital drama, they could invent some serious shit.

A subtle tap to his shoulder brought him out of his reverie. He turned around and was met with a pair of golden eyes. His heart fluttered momentarily. He had tried to avoid looking at her after she got zapped by Aphrodite, and succeeded until now. He looked around to see if any of his friends were around, though they all disappeared.

"Do you know where everyone went?" she asked calmly, though it took Leo a while to decipher her speech. His eyes were absorbing every aspect of her. Her cinnamon gold hair was wrapped around her head in a braid, that looked effortless and beautiful. Her eyes shone against her sheer gold dress, and Leo didn't mean to but he wanted to stare so much at her it hurt.

"Leo!"

"Oh, ya! Sorry, I blanked out for a second." he plastered on a grin, though his insides were melting furiously, he extended his elbow "Might as well socialize"

She suppressed a giggle, and looked at him, her eyes sparkling. "Is everything all right Leo?" her voice sparkled with a tint of caring suspicion.

"Just that Aphrodite sucks." he said nonchalantly, guiding her through the crowds

"What do you mean she sucks? She gave us all makeovers! We should be thankful a gods helping us for once right?" her words were casual and calm, but Leo could tell she was trying to dig further beneath the surface.

"Well, I'm grateful and all but-" he started to say before he suddenly felt a hand stroke at his back.

"Buonasera, omino.." came a seductive purr from a tall woman with the body of a model. Her rose red dress clung to her slim figure as her dark molten lava like hair and smoky makeup gave her a regal and enigmatic halo. Her eyes were a fierce shade of amber, that surveyed him in unsettling way.

"Are you talking to me?" Leo looked around to see if Jason or Frank were around, cause he was sure that woman sure as Hades wasn't talking to him.

She smiled at him with sin waltzing in her eyes, her bright red lips looked so oddly intoxicating, Leo was sure it was blood.

Hazel, was gripping his arm for dear life, and that's when Leo noticed it. The ring, with a marbled looking silver and gold band, and a triangular head made up a gem Leo couldn't get put his finger on.

"Beninteso! Who else would I be talking to?" she said in a heavy accented English, though the way she formed her words were oozing with a prowess and feline seductiveness. She reminded Leo of Catwoman, no doubt about it. But she emitted danger just by a dazzling grin, and Leo could practically smell the trouble off of her.

Luckily, Hazel made a quick save for a five star orchestra had started to play an old fashioned waltz. Hazel smiled sweetly at the lady, before saying "We'll be right back, Madame!" and dashing out of the crowd. They had made their way off of the dance floor near a marble fountain spewing crystal clear waters high into the air.

"Hazel, what was up-" Leo stopped speaking as soon as he saw Hazels face, her eyes were on the verge on tears and her face was void of any flustered colour.

"L-Leo that ring…" she breathed, her eyes vacant and distant. He grabbed her shoulders gingerly and shook her, lightly enough to regain her focus, "It's not good, the gem, it wasn't…"

"Normal?" he guessed, sure as anything that the gem was out of the ordinary.

"It sucked the life out of Leo, it was…" her voice wavered and he scoped the area for his friends.

"Look at me." She was looking out distantly, the empty and vacant look in her eyes diminishing as the colour flooded back to her cheeks.

He grabbed her chin and forced her to meet his gaze. "We'll blend in, we'll mingle, find the others and someone will get it. Okay." Her luminescent eyes were filled with fear, though she trusted him.

"Blend in how?" she asked quietly, as the music and voices grew louder as the night went on. He took a hold of both of her hands and led her to an area far from their first but in the midst of waltzing pairs and laughing adults.

"We're gonna dance, that's how dork." He grinned whilst haphazardly trying to sway to the music.

"Leo!" she tried not to giggle as he busted out ancient and completely inappropriate dances for one such as the one they were at, "Stop it!" though she enjoyed it and had erupted in a fit of giggles. He tried to execute an Irish Jig, but it was as though his legs tangled up and he stumbled forward.

"You have too left feet too huh?" she giggled, completely forgetting about Catwoman and her ring. A cute chuckle escaped his lips and he shrugged, "what can I say? Clumsy is the best policy"

She raised her eyebrow whilst holding his hands both awkwardly, yet attempting to sway with the music. "I thought it was honesty, is the best policy?"

"Well if it is, can I tell you why I said Aphrodite sucked?" he looked up at her sparkling eyes, his hands shifting from her hands to her waist, tentatively, "is this good?"

She nodded without protest, though expectant, wondering what it is he was going to say. "You were saying…?'

"Oh, well, it was just how, y'know. She gave everyone her blessing, and I don't know. Everyone's looking so fresh and..." he blushed deeply and shut his eyes briefly before breathing in heavily and taking out all in one breath.

"You look really beautiful in a dress, and it kind of hurts, and ya!" he quickly gave her peck on the cheek, and Hazel could feel where his hands were placed a growing warmth.

Despite the fact that she felt a war of emotions rage through her body she plastered on a smile. She wanted to kiss him properly, though her morals would definitely not allow it.

"Thanks Leo..." she blushed and they stood their awkwardly for a couple of seconds

"So.."

"So?"

They locked eyes, and an instant spark of flame triggered in both of them. They felt each other growing closer together, as though some magnetic pull was instantly causing them to join in unison. To embrace.

"Aphrodite does suck, doesn't she." Hazel managed to whisper before their lips met. And as soon as they had touched at their lips a wave of electricity shot through them from their head to their toes.

But, a blood curdling scream rippled through everything. They shot apart almost instantly, to see Catwoman, a playful smile rippling across her lips, holding a dagger at their dear friend, Pipers throat.

CLIFF HANGER. PEACE OUT YALL.

CHECK OUT MY STORY TWELVE DAYS OF KISS MASS. I'M GONNA UPDATE THAT A LOT IN THE NEXT WEEK OR SO. CHECK IT. ILL COME BACK TO THIS I SWEAR.

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