Pairings: Dionysus/Percy
Challenge: He refuses to remember his name. He refuses to validate his existence. Because then he'll get arrogant and leave for better stars in the sky.
Word Prompts: Wine or Strawberries
Song Prompts: Waking Up in Vegas by Katy Perry

Two hundred years had passed. Dionysus stopped in front of a plain grave marker.

Perseus Jackson

Loving Son, Great Warrior, Good Friend, Great Husband.

Loving Son:

Dionysus couldn't remember when Percy didn't drop what he was doing to help his family out of a sticky situation. Percy would've left his own wedding to help them, or his father. A smile touched his lips at the reminder.

Great Warrior:

It was guaranteed, especially after the fact that he had bathed in the River Styx. But to see him battle, flowing through one form to the other like the water his nature was made from, was where he found out that he wanted Percy Jackson.

Good Friend:

Here he snorted. Good friend described Percy like breeze described a hurricane. It didn't do him justice. Holding up the world to save a friend, he thought, was a simple act of friendship? These foolish mortals really had a knack for understatement.

Great Husband:

Even better 'Wife' as he teased the young male, and to see Percy there, willingly wearing a white wedding dress for him, and only him. It had been the highlight of his day. And the honeymoon (Don't get him started on the honeymoon. Let's just say Percy and wine was a bad idea. Unless you were Dionysus.).

These words didn't work on anyone, least of all Percy. He remembered begging Percy to let him immortalize him, only to fail. It was a massive failure on his part. He placed the vivid yellow tulips onto the grave. A pair of hands wrapped around his waist, making him freeze up. He turned to see a man he hadn't seen in a very, very long time. His lips were pulled up into a smile, and he was looking wickedly amused. The pair had met through a simple online conversation, yet now, it was like looking at a ghost.

"Daydreaming about the past again?" Percy asked curiously, tilting his head to the side. "I don't see why you come here all the time."

His Percy had chosen to be reborn again, to achieve Elysium. He was so close to it, so close. Here he smiled. "Well, how about I tell you about him. He was very much like you, you see, in looks and . . ."

Oh yes.

He could wait a little longer . . .

This is for all of my lovely reviewers! I'm still alive, and typing away at my (currently) most reviewed story! To those who reviewed:

Liliesandroses: Of course I can! Haha. . . I hope you enjoy it!

FelicityDream: Thank you so much for taking your time to read it!

Violetkisses: Is it really? I guess there's not enough fluff!

.: Whew! Nice name ya got there. And thanks so much!

Teenkid100: Hope you don't have a cavity. Those hurt! T.T And I would know

IFoundAPickle: Er, Oh dear. I might as well put this on a stick so you can eat it better shouldn't I?

*Hands out sticks with story*

I hope I've made a decent sequel!

Love, TFSW