Hi everyone. This is going to be a collection of Percy/Annabeth fanfics. Some will be shorter than others, and they're not necessarily related to each other. I'll try to give a little background before each one if I remember. Please enjoy!
Background for this story: Annabeth and Percy both go to Goode, instead of the boarding school mentioned in the books. Annabeth is living in Percy's guest room (Officially. We all know in which bedroom Annabeth is spending most of her time ;)) Also, this was written before I finished the Heroes of Olympus series...so the mention of the "Gryphons" is completely unrelated to actual Gryphons.
Warning: Mild sexual references towards the end.
The final buzzer went off, signaling the end of the game. The Goode Gryphons had beaten the Stuyvesant Pirates 75 to 54, securing their spot in the finals. Percy bounced the ball as high as he could and whooped, relishing in his team's victory. The rest of his team was clapping each other on the back, congratulating each other on a game well played. But Percy wasn't even paying attention to his teammates. He was looking for her.
She wasn't hard to find. A mop of golden curls in a short purple skirt, with a matching top that hugged her curves in all the right places. There was Annabeth, his stunning girlfriend, right in the center of a gaggle of girls better known as the Goode High School Cheer Squad. He had his reservations about her joining the team, after being attacked by the former empousa captain freshman year, but Annabeth assured him no more monsters would be joining the squad. She said she just wanted to be a normal girl who does normal high school things, and what better way to do that than to join the cheerleading squad? Plus, she'd get to cheer on her boyfriend at all his basketball games. She didn't see a problem with joining the team, and Percy knew by now to pick his battles when it came to Annabeth. So here they were, seniors, both the captain of their respective teams, and the Gryphons had just won their last regular season game.
Percy jogged towards her, and she broke out of the cluster of girls that were her teammates to meet him on the court. "Congratulations, Percy!" She laughed as he picked her up and spun her around, kissing her as he set her back on the ground. "You guys were on fire today!"
"Only because I had you cheering me on." He was about to kiss her again when-
"Yo Jackson!" Percy's co-captain, Kyle Thompson, yelled, interrupting their moment. "You can make-out with the cheerleaders later! Locker room. Now!"
Annabeth and Percy both rolled their eyes. Kyle knew Annabeth was Percy's girlfriend, he just liked to give them grief whenever possible. Mostly because Jenna Michaels, Annabeth's co-captain, refused to go out with him. It wasn't "fair" that "Percy got to have a head cheerleader," and he didn't. But Kyle didn't know the half of it.
"Are you deaf? I said now!"
"Go shower. I'll meet you on the bleachers in 15." She rose up on her tiptoes and quickly pecked him on the lips. "I love you." And with a smile and a flip of her hair, she returned to her team, who was laughing and smiling and enjoying the Gryphons' win.
Percy shook his head to clear it. It had been almost two years, and he still couldn't believe Annabeth was his. He smiled to himself, and jogged over to meet his teammates in the locker room.
True to her word, he found her sitting on the bleachers waiting for him. She was wearing a pair of jeans and Percy's basketball team hoodie, and her hair had returned to its customary ponytail. Even in something so simple, he thought she was beautiful. He especially loved seeing his name "Jackson" in big letters across her back. "Hey babe."
She looked up from her monster-proof cell phone and smiled at him as she put it away. Gods, he loved her smile, especially when it was directed at him. "Congratulations again, Perce! You were amazing."
Percy slung her duffel bag over his shoulder. She picked up her pom poms with one hand, and reached for his hand with the other. He gladly obliged her. "It was nothing. I didn't do anything I don't usually do."
He led her out of the gym, and they began their walk home. "But I saw the look in your eyes, Percy. Something…" she looked for the right word. "Animalistic in you. You were unstoppable."
"Um, thanks," he said lamely, still not really sure how to accept compliments.
Annabeth ignored him. "We should play sometime, one-on-one. It'd be fun."
"I said we should play sometime. Seaweed brain, are you even listening to me?"
Percy couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You want to play basketball with me?"
"That's what I said, isn't it?" She asked, frowning.
Percy braced himself for an argument. "No way. You'll get hurt."
"Get hurt!? You have got to be kidding." Annabeth rolled her eyes.
"Annabeth, I'm serious."
She gave him a pointed look. "Percy, I'm a cheerleader. I get thrown in the air at every game. Not to mention all the monsters we've fought together. You think I'll get hurt playing a little game of one-on-one basketball? With you?"
He took issue with the way she emphasized you. "You said it yourself Annabeth, I get animalistic when I play. It's like I'm a different person. I could seriously hurt you."
"Wanna bet?" She challenged him. And he was not one to turn down challenges, even if they were coming from his girlfriend.
She didn't hesitate. "First person to score ten points wins. If you win, I'll make you breakfast in bed- blue pancakes and all- for a week."
"And if you win?"
She smiled devilishly. "You have to not argue with me for a whole week."
He thought about this for a minute, but he was sure with his skills he could easily take her. And a week of breakfast made by Annabeth sounded nice.
An hour later, they were outside on the court in the local park near Percy's apartment. Annabeth was wearing a pair of black gym shorts and a Camp Half-Blood tee shirt, with her blonde hair in its customary ponytail. Even in basic gym clothes, Percy thought she looked hot.
"Are you gonna stand there and ogle me all day, or are we gonna play, Jackson?"
Annabeth was glaring at him. She had a look of utter determination on her face, but Percy just thought it made her look adorable. He bounced the ball lazily. "Wise girl, you're sure you want to do this?"
"I know I want to do this. So are we gonna play or not?"
He narrowed his eyes at her as his face broke into a sly smile. "I'm gonna enjoy having you as my personal chef this week, Chase."
Her eyes lit up. "You talk a big game, why don't you play one?"
With that Percy took off across the court.
Annabeth quickly blocked him, and his first shot missed. Now she had possession. She smiled wickedly at him, and ran towards her hoop. Percy tried to get in her way, blocking her shot. She paused, and before he even knew what was happening, she faked left and sunk her first basket. She smiled triumphantly at him.
"Lucky shot," Percy grumbled.
"Keep telling yourself that, Seaweed Brain."
Yes, Percy had a few inches on Annabeth, but she was holding her own. She was able to block almost all of his shots. The ones he did get past her missed, because she was making it difficult to get a good shot. When they first started dating, she promised she wasn't going to make anything easy for him, and she clearly was staying true to her word. Annabeth was taking no prisoners. Percy thought he knew her moves from years of sparring practice with her, but Annabeth knew him better.
Before he knew it, Annabeth had scored 10 points. And he had scored 0.
"Yes! Game over, Seaweed Brain. I win!"
Percy had his hands on his knees, and was trying to catch his breath. Annabeth had played a good game, and he was tired. Annabeth jogged over to him and ran a hand through his hair. "Percy, are you okay?"
"Yea, just tired. Where'd you learn to play like that?"
"I used to play basketball when I was younger."
"And you never told me!?" He gasped.
"We met when I was twelve! I had stopped playing by then. And it never came up."
He stopped panting and stood up to his full height. He put his hands on his hips and pouted at her. "You played me! You purposely didn't tell me you'd played so you'd win!"
She rolled her eyes at him. "Oh please, Seaweed Brain. Like the community sports team I played on when I was 5 made a difference. I'm a child of Athena. Battle strategy is my area of expertise. I just applied those principles to basketball, and kicked your sorry ass."
He crossed his arms across his chest like an angry toddler. "That's so unfair. This game was rigged. If this was swimming, I definitely could have taken you."
"And I would never have taken that bet because you're literally the son of Poseidon. I'm competitive, not stupid. But in the meantime, I'm going to enjoy my week of you having to agree with everything I say."
"Uh uh." She pressed a finger against his lips. "No arguing. The words you're looking for are 'Yes, Annabeth.'"
Although his pride was definitely still wounded, he couldn't help but melt a little at the big smile gracing her face following her win. Before she could protest, he grabbed her around the waist and kissed her, hard. Even if she had tricked him and he was a sore loser, he still knew he was the luckiest man alive to have her.
They broke apart, breathing heavily and gasping for air. He pressed his forehead against hers and smiled as an idea dawned on him.
He leaned down so that only she would be able to hear him. "I may have lost this round, but I bet I can make you come before me." For emphasis, he moved his hands from around her waist to her ass and squeezed.
She pushed away from him in shock. "Percy, we're in public!"
"I didn't mean right here!" he cried, flustered that she had even thought he was suggesting that. "I meant when we get home!"
"Oh, well in that case…" she smiled conspiratorially. "I accept your challenge. But don't come crying to me when you lose for the second time today."
His eyes darkened. "I won't lose this time."
Annabeth bit her lip. "We'll see, Jackson. But you have to catch me first!" And with that, Annabeth took off in the direction of Percy's apartment, laughing as he was left standing dumbfounded on the court.
This girl was never gonna make things easy for him. But he was up for the challenge.