Title: The Percy and Nico Chronicles
Author: Encantadora Rosa
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians
Rating: T/PG-13. Sexual themes AKA kissing. Nothing more suggestive than 'ripping off a jacket' :3 Minor swearing. (Hell, freaking, friggin' etc.)
Pairing: Percy/Nico. References to Percy/Annabeth
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE BOOKS, CHARACTERS, NOTHING. EVERYTHING BELONGS TO RICK RIORDAN. PLEASE DO NOT SUE! I AM NOT MAKING ANY MONEY OUT OF THIS. IF I DID OWN IT, OH, THE PAIRINGS I WOULD MAKE. (PERCICOOOO) What I do own is the plot IN THIS FANFIC AND NOT THE BOOKS. Nothing else. I also do not own the lyrics to the song 'Dying' by Hole. Again, NO MONEY IS BEING MADE OFF IT SO PLEASE DO NOT SUE :3

Description: My first proper one shot. I didn't proof read it very well, please notify me of the mistakes if you can. Nico and Percy are OHEMGEE SO CUTE TOGETHER. I'm not very good at this, forgive me for anything that annoys you. Let me know in the review. Um, to the homophobic peeps YOU ARE NOT WELCOME.

"Keep in touch, Nico."

Percy watched as Nico trudged off into the woods. The boy was gone. After all they'd been through he was glad that they were on good terms. Nico had been acting a bit strange lately, but that was expected.

"There goes a very troubled young man."

Percy spun around to see Dionysus standing there.

"Walk with me."

As Percy and Dionysus walked back to the camp, talking and what not, Nico emerged from behind the trees. Staring at Percy's back a pang of want spread through him. He kicked a rock in frustration. Nico couldn't leave just yet. Percy needed to know. It wasn't like Percy would just accept it…and then there was Annabeth to think about. But it had to be done. They'd meet again and awkward or not, Percy would come to know how Nico felt.

Why did this have to be so difficult?

Percy couldn't sleep. He had been tossing and turning restlessly for the past 2 hours. He'd been thinking; thinking about Annabeth, Grover, Nico, Tyson, Rachel and Dad. Waking Annabeth to talk to now wasn't an option. Besides, he didn't want to risk rising her whole cabin.

A walk at the beach would suffice.

Percy jumped out of bed and pulled on his jeans. Taking a look at the cabin, he opened the doors and began walking to the beach. It was past midnight. Everything was so quiet that he made an effort to walk slowly. Breaking the silence didn't feel right. He crossed the Mess and the Climbing Wall and he began to smile. They brought back memories. Some bad, some good.

As Percy neared the beach he was about to let himself go all out when he realized he wasn't the only one present. A boy was sitting on a rock languidly, his clothes all black and his hair a chaos. The shadows formed from the moon seemed to bow towards him.

Nico thought Percy, grimly.

He treaded up to the boy his shoes slipping into the sand every now and then. The sea kept spraying salt water. The stars twinkled brighter than usual. Percy felt like he didn't know what he was getting into. But this was the sea. He felt safe here.

"Hey, Nico, I thought you had gone," said Percy.

The boy in the hoodie did not say anything.

Percy took a deep breath and continued. "Do you need anything? Like, I thought you were going to your father for answers…and other stuff. Are you alright?"

The only sound that could be heard was the splashing of waves against the rocks.

Nico's face was hidden in the shadows. If Percy had seen his face he would have realized that Nico was not all right. His eyes were wet and his cheeks red. He twiddled his thumbs together nervously. Finally, he turned around, wiping his face of all expression.

"Percy, I need to give you something. I can't leave without…giving it to you," said Nico. His voice faltered a bit at the end. He stood up and neared the Son of the Sea God.

Nico's dark eyes looked into Percy's green ones. They were standing so close that Nico could see the flecks in his eyes. Percy was taller than him by a few inches but Nico had taken advantage of his combat boots. He looked at Percy, trying to make his gaze assertive and dominating.

This was obviously too much for Percy. It sure as hell was awkward, no doubt. Maybe it was a God of the Dead thing…maybe Hades did this to his prisoners before he was about to kill them…

The tension was killing him. They were so freaking close. He could count the freckles on Nico's nose and somehow, the messed up hair and dark eyes made Nico look older than he was. He looked hot.

WHAT IN THE WORLD AM I THINKING? HOT?

"Sure man, but why? I mean it's nice of y-"

Percy was cut off mid sentence as Nico pressed his lips against Percy's. This time Percy had no doubt what all that was for. And for some reason, he could not bring himself to break the lip lock. All he could think about was how Nico's lips were so warm for someone so cold. How Nico's hands were reaching for his hair. How he could feel Nico's heart beating. How this kiss felt better than Annabeth's. How he could smell Nico's hair.

How he was getting warm in the face and began to return the kiss.

What am I DOING? I'M NOT EVEN GAY! This guy is younger than me. This is WRONG, WRONG AND WRONG.

Percy broke the kiss. Nico looked at him reproachfully yet a defiant spark in his eyes flickered. Before Percy could say a word Nico began unzipping Percy's jacket.

"NICO, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I COULD CHARGE YOU FOR MOLESTATION, MAN!" said Percy, breathing heavily. Nico backed away.

"You returned the kiss," said Nico. "You liked it."

Percy looked down, reddening. Why did he return the kiss? This was so laughable yet so serious.

"Look Nico, it was probably a heat of the moment thing...I mean..." Percy trailed off his sentence leaving it incomplete and hanging with a sense of subordination. Was he giving in?

As Nico began to realize what he had done the cheeks of the boy began to redden.

I unzipped his jacket…WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? He's older than me..oh man.

"Look…Nico, if you want to talk to someone…"

Percy looked at Nico uncertainly. He wasn't sure what the troubled teen would say. After all this…well, one didn't know what to expect.

Nico wiped his lips and turned away. There was a sense of finality about this.

"I'm sorry I did this, Percy. It's just that I've always known this…thing in me. I like you, I like you a lot. Kinda like a penchant for you? I don't know. It was so befuddling during the Bianca thing. I didn't know what to do. It wasn't fair. You seem pretty unorthodox to me and I don't know about your ahem, sexuality but that isn't even the point. I'm babbling. Well, I had to let you know, you see. I couldn't leave without it. Don't worry, I won't tell Annabeth. Go kiss her all you want. I hope you get the gist."

Nico's voice had hardened by the end of his confession even though it had started out rather uncertain. Percy wasn't sure what he was supposed to say. His heart was still racing. It felt right yet so wrong. Like Percy had been derived of secret bliss that he should have discovered years ago.

Nico seemed to understand the enigma Percy was coming to terms with. He smiled. "You may find out you're not so different yourself, Percy." said Nico wryly. Then he stalked off to the coast. Percy wanted to stop him but something held him from doing so. He needed to think this over. Or maybe it was best if no one knew about this. He put his head in his hands. This was all Nico's fault. Nico was a kid even though he was only slightly younger than him. How did that boy pluck up the nerve? Muster up the courage?

When he looked up, Nico was gone. This time, for real.

Have you seen a cripple dance?
Pay your money, baby
Now's your chance
Eyes like cyanide

LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK OF IT IN THE REVIEW :D Criticism is totally welcome. Oh, and any ideas for future one shots? AGAIN HOMOPHOBES, DO NOT LIKE IT, DO NOT READ. PLEASE DON'T TEACH ME MY VIEWS.
Anyone else with a huge love for this pairing? So far none of my friends :3