The way it goes Chapter 1: Part One, a percy jackson and the olympians fanfic

This is just a short Jercy fic (There will be more chapter mind you) That I wrote at like two. Yay me. It's pretty much fluff because I'm Weak.

Part one:

The room was the kind of dark that you could feel, the lonely feeling in your chest, the heavy pounding in your ears. The sticky feeling of your skin.

But it didn't feel bad, it felt like lightning bolts dancing in your chest, and a nervous heart pounding in excitement.

Percy wasn't alone either, he wasn't able to feel the black creeping into his heart, or the fear etching across his bones. Jason was there, to protect, to save.

They were sitting too close, closer than friends would. But they didn't think anything of it, still to young to feel the sparks flying. Only twelve, still dancing and unafraid of being themselves.

Jason's voice was a bit hoarse from the earlier play, the screaming and wrestling the laughing and poking.

"Percy is it okay if I tell you a secret?" They had been best friends for as long as Percy could remember but the words still caught him off guard; Jason wasn't one to be sharing secrets so easily.

He remembered Grover's funny laughing voice ringing in his ears over and over again, the same warning every time, 'Secrets come with a price Perce, just make sure you're ready to pay it when the time comes.'

He took a low shallow breath and looked over at the blond. Jason was sitting cross legged in the beanbag chair pulled way close to Percy's own baggy chair. His new glasses were practically translucent in the dark, His hair, which was usually perfectly combed back, was messy from the play fighting.

"Yes." Percy meant to say it louder but it came out as a mere whisper.

Jason looked over at him meticulously, avoiding his eyes and instead searched his demeanor.

Jason didn't have the easiest time in school, but he was street smarts if anything. And he could call a lie from a mile away.

Percy wasn't scared though, he was telling the truth, Jason could tell him any secret and it wouldn't leave his lips.

"I don't think I like girls." Jason said at length. He was shaking slightly, clearly afraid of the others reaction to his confession.

He lifted a hand to his glasses and pulled them off and began cleaning them on his light purple shirt, it was an easy reason not to look at Percy.

"What? I don't get it. You don't like girls? But... Do you get crushes?"

"No. That's the thing Perce, I don't like girls at all," He paused for a moment putting his glasses back on, "At least I don't think I do."

"So your never going to get married? Or have a girlfriend?"

"Yeah I guess not. Is that okay?" Jason finally looked up at his best friend.

Pressure was building in his chest, he didn't exactly understand why he needed Percy to know and to accept it but he just had to. His stomach churned and his eyes filled with tears.

Percy's black hair was a mess as normal and Jason just wanted to take it all back and wrestle again. Just forget he said anything just be normal again. He wanted to feel Percy's hands on his own again, even if it was just for a moment.

"I'm sorry." He whimpered sniffing back a sob, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it I'm kidding."

"Jason," Percy reached out for his friend, but Jason just flinched away, "I think it's fine. If you don't like girls that's okay. I'm sure you'll grow out of it."

That didn't help Jason's heart to stop pounding, or his mind to stop wasting time spinning in circles. But it was enough.

It was an acceptance of sorts.

And it really should have made him feel better, he thought, someone understood and had hope that he'd grow out of it.

"I hope so." He answered staring into free space, he didn't have the strength to look at Percy again, he didn't know what would happen if he did but it wouldn't be good.

So he stared off and let the room descend into a silence so heartbreaking it brought the tears back to his eyes.

He blinked them away and pinched his thigh hard enough to steel himself again.

But as Percy fell asleep on the floor beside him, his mind raced and he ended up crying again, just wishing he hadn't said a thing, wishing this rock hard feeling would leave his chest. Wishing he didn't catch himself staring at his best friend.

Hoping someday he could fantasize about a girl, he tried forcing himself to think of the girls in his class, Reyna and Piper and all their friends, but it just made him sick to his stomach.

Eventually his over active mind led him to sleep and he fell into the dark hand inches away from Percy's not quiet willing to take it away.

Told you it was short +.*

Anyway the next chapter should be up soon enough. Please leave a comment it really nice to see.

~ Arai Elijah.