A/N: Hello all! This is my very first venture into the world of slash. It's not going to be graphic or anything, so sorry if that's what you were looking for lol. This is only going to be a few chapters (maybe 4 or 5). Also, this is largely based on the books but I threw just a couple elements from the movie in.

Please leave me some feedback and let me know what you think!

Redemption

Chapter I

Percy could vividly remember the day he met Luke Castellan. The older son of Hermes was one of the first campers at Camp Half-Blood who had accepted him without question. Even after he was claimed by Poseidon, Luke still hung around while everyone else seemed perturbed by it. Despite Luke being seven years older, Percy found that he was very easy to talk to. The older boy would make him laugh and feel better even after he knew his mother was trapped in the Underworld. Sometimes they would stay up late and talk about anything that they could think of. He learned a lot about Luke…or so he thought.

He could also clearly remember when his feelings for Luke shifted from friendship to attraction. Even at twelve, Percy knew that he was different (and he didn't mean being a demigod, which was a new level of different). He meant that he knew he was attracted to other boys. He still liked girls, but sometimes he would occasionally find himself attracted to other guys. He assumed that made him bisexual…maybe? He never told his mom about his feelings though. He figured that he was enough trouble with the whole demigod thing, and he didn't know how his mom would react if Percy told her he liked guys (but when he did eventually tell her she was really cool about it).

Percy's feelings for Luke began to change during their one on one training sessions. Luke was normally really nice to him, but during training Luke was extremely tough. He was trying to teach Percy everything he knew and he was not relenting one bit. Their training left Percy sore, tired and unable to move the next morning. During their breaks, Percy noticed himself checking Luke out (and praying that Luke didn't notice). The son of Hermes was rather tall and he had a lithe, muscular physique, something Percy liked a great deal. Percy's heart fluttered as beads of sweat trailed down Luke's toned arms. His blonde hair was also completely soaked from sweat. Percy couldn't help notice the droplets that fell down Luke's chin as he took a swig from his water bottle. Percy absently wondered what it would be like to kiss the droplets away…

Luke's eyes were another feature Percy found himself day dreaming about. They were a bright, ice blue color that Percy had a hard time tearing himself away from. And, strangely enough, Percy liked the scar that ran from the bottom his Luke's eye down to his chin. It made him look more handsome, especially when that trade mark grin was on his face. When Luke would smile at him like that, Percy would have to turn away to hide his blushing face.

Sometimes Percy felt like smacking himself. He couldn't believe how hard he was crushing on the older boy and he almost felt like a pathetic freshmen girl yearning for the attention of a hot senior football player. It was pretty pathetic now that Percy thought about it. But he just couldn't fight the butterflies in his stomach when he was with Luke (who didn't seem to notice the younger boy's infatuation). Percy tried his best to keep his true feelings hidden at all times, not wanting anyone to find out.

Then, Percy's thoughts drifted to one of the many late nights he and Luke shared in his cabin. Luke had brought his Xbox 360 over and the two of them decided to play Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 (one of Luke's favorites). Technically, they weren't supposed to have this type of stuff in camp, but being a son of Hermes, Luke had no trouble acquiring such objects. Percy was quite thankful for it, because sometimes he really missed modern technology. After a couple of hours of playing mindless games, he and Luke talked for awhile.

Luke looked quizzically at Percy as said, "Are you sure you're alright, man? You seem kind of out of it."

Percy shook his head, "Nah, I'm fine. Just a little tired from training, that's all."

"Come on, you can tell me," Luke said with that grin of his, mocking-punching Percy in the chin.

Percy sighed, "It's just…I feel like I'm not good enough. I mean, we train all the time and it still feels like I'm not getting any better. And everyone still acts all weird around me like I've got some disease."

Luke chuckled, "Are you serious, Perce? You're like, one of the best swordsman that's been in this camp in years, besides me of course. Don't you remember your first capture the flag?"

Percy looked up at Luke and saw that tricky grin and widened into a full, playful smile. Percy thought this heart would break through his chest at the sight of it. "Trust me, you're really talented. You've got to give yourself some credit. And as for everyone else, you could totally kick all their asses if you wanted."

Percy laughed, "I guess you're right."

Suddenly Luke moved a little closer to Percy and wrapped a strong arm around the younger boy's shoulders, "Don't worry so much, ok?"

Percy's face burned, feeling Luke's arm around him was almost too much. Luke's scent filtered through Percy's nostrils and he couldn't help but notice how soft Luke's skin felt pressing against the back of his neck. He felt Luke's calloused hand on his arm which sent shivers down his spine. Percy closed his eyes momentarily, trying to get his senses back in order. 'Stop it Jackson,' he thought. 'It's just Luke. It's not like anything would happen between us anyway.'

Percy wasn't sure why he did it, but he slowly rested his head on Luke's shoulder. He was sure the older boy would laugh and shrug him away, but he didn't. Instead he rested his cheek on the top of Percy's head. They sat that way for a few moments, just enjoying each others company. Percy was on cloud nine and he hoped to the Gods that no one would burst into his cabin because he would probably find a way to drown them.

Slowly they moved away from each other; Luke's arm was still wrapped around Percy's shoulder. Their eyes locked; sea green meeting ice blue. Luke's expression softened somewhat as he looked into Percy's eyes…it was almost affectionate. Then Luke raised his hand, almost as though he was going to caress the right side of Percy's face. Percy's heart was pounding and he could hear the blood rushing through his ears. He had to rival a tomato because he could feel the heat radiating from his own face. Suddenly Luke stopped himself just as his hand was about to touch Percy's face. His expression changed from affection to one of slight shock. He tore his eyes away from Percy and the younger man could almost see the conflict in Luke's face. Slowly, Luke pulled away from Percy and began packing up his Xbox. Percy's heart was still beating quickly and he wasn't quite sure what to say at that moment. Percy was pretty sure if Luke hadn't moved away, he would have kissed him. And it seemed like Luke was going to do the same. Could Luke have felt the same way?

Luke finished putting things in his duffel bag and looked back at Percy, "I'll see you on the field tomorrow. You're going to be on my team, right?"

Percy smiled, hoping that he wasn't still blushing. "Yeah. Yeah I'll be on your team. See you tomorrow."

Luke smiled back at Percy and made his way from the Poseidon cabin back to the Hermes cabin. Once Luke was gone, Percy flopped backwards onto his bed, gazing at the ceiling. He closed his eyes, wishing that Luke hadn't left and that he was still sitting on the floor was the older boy's arms around him. He still couldn't believe how his mind was spinning and he felt like such a damn girl. He was still trying to grasp the fact that his first real, true crush was a guy. That night, it took him quite awhile to fall asleep, and when he finally did, his dreams were filled with images of the older boy.

The next night during capture the flag, a hellhound had been summoned and almost killed him. That is when he learned of the lightening thief and he, Annabeth, and Grover set out of their quest. He remembered before leaving that Luke had rushed up to give him a pair of his father's flying converse. He genuinely seemed like he wanted to help. Little did Percy know that the flying shoes were actually cursed and were meant to drag him into Tartarus.

When they all learned of Luke's betrayal, it was extremely hurtful (especially to Annabeth, who had lost another one of her friends). The night Luke took Percy into the woods and he revealed his plans to destroy Olympus and his allegiance to Kronos, Percy felt anger burning throughout his entire body. The older boy had even summoned a pit scorpion to try and kill him. While the creature did manage to poison him, it didn't kill him. Luke had teleported away like a coward…

Throughout the entire war, the image of him and Luke sitting in cabin that fateful night burned in Percy's mind. He couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if and Luke had kissed…would that have stopped Luke from helping Kronos? Thinking back, Luke was so bent on revenge that it may not have made a difference at all.

In the end, Luke ended up being the hero after all. He expelled Kronos from his body with Annabeth's knife, which almost killed him. It would have killed him if the Gods wouldn't have stepped in. Most of them (especially Hermes) had pitied the boy and decided to spare him. He was taken to Camp Half-Blood to finish healing.

Now that Luke was back at camp…Percy wasn't sure what to think anymore.

A/N: Well what did you think? Initially, I was going to have Percy and Luke kiss…but seeing as Percy was 12 at that point I didn't think that would be such a good idea lol.

Chapter 2 should up shortly, and the final chapter of my story A Light In The Dark should be up too. Please review and let me know what you think!