Hi everyone, so this is my first fan-fiction! I wasn't really sure what to start with, and then I was just listening to music and POOF! Idea!

So, sorry if this really sucks, I've never written fan-fiction before. So if you like it, GREAT but if you don't, please write a review and tell why so I can work on it for next time!

If I make any spelling errors or any type of error please tell me so I can fix it!

So, this story might just be one short chapter but if you like it I'll continue.

*Will's P.O.V.*

It has been three months since Gaea rose. The camp has cleaned up pretty well, but there are occasional bumps and bruises here and there.

Most of the injuries are healed, but some couldn't be healed. All the Roman demi-gods went back to their camp. We are all exhausted; by now everyone has settled back into their cabins to lick their wounds, others went back to their homes outside of camp half-blood.

Normally I would go back home, but I felt that I needed to stay and help clean up. Training started again, and there were only a few more people left in the camp infirmary. I watched over them in the day, which would be boring because they are all sleeping, all the time. Except one, Nico Di Angelo, he always disobeys my order for him to sleep. Its not all bad, I enjoy his company, but he really needs rest.

I finally got him to sleep an hour ago. He looks so peaceful; he looks less grumpy when he can't scowl. His hair keeps covering his beautiful face, and I keep moving it. The sun started to descend in the sky; I checked what time it is. Eight forty, wow, I hadn't even realized it was that late.

Nico started to stir in his sleep his eyebrows were scrunched up. He looked in pain, maybe I shouldn't have but I awoke him.

"Nico, Nico?" I repeated. His hand shot out just as I was about to touch his shoulder. "Nico!?" He mumbled something unintelligible. He started to sit up so I helped him.

"What happened?" He whispered, his voice coarse.

"You went to sleep. What's wrong?" I ask, concern lining my voice.

"Nothing. Just a dream." He finally opened his eyes; I let out a small gasp. His eyes were blood shot. "What, what did I do?" He then realized he was holding my hand. He let go.

"Nothing, did you get any sleep though?" I helped him into a sitting position.

"Yes, just dreamt, unpleasant dreams," he smiled sheepishly at me. "As demi-gods do," his smile slowly faded.

"Smile again." The words were out before I could stop them.

"What, why?" He asked looking very confused.

"Because it lights up your beautiful face, and it looks better than a frown." I walked over to the medicine tray by Nico's cot. I grabbed a bottle of melatonin and poured some onto a spoon.

When I turned around Nico was standing behind me looking over my shoulder. "What did you say?" He asked very seriously.

"I said that you look nicer with a smile, so do it more." When he didn't answer I added: "Doctors order" and smirked. He did a cheesy grin, causing me to laugh and drop the spoon holding the melatonin. "Aw damn it." He looked down at the puddle of medicine. "I don't suppose you'd lick it off the floor?"

He gave me a look that could have cut glass. "Okay then," I started laughing again, hoping he would join. I turned to look at him just then and found him staring at my hair. "What, did some magically land in my hair?" He didn't answer, just turned a pretty shade of red.

"Nico, I wasn't actually going to make you lick the floor, I have a whole bottle here." He started to wring his hands. " So, you want to tell me about this dream you had that made you wake up looking worse than you did before you went to sleep?"

"Not really," He replied, still staring at my hair.

"But you're going to anyway right?" He sighed loudly and sat at the end of the cot. He shoved a hand in his hair, disheveling it.

"We were fighting Gaea again, but things were different, Leo and Festus hadn't appeared and Gaea was winning. Jason and Piper were trying to get her into the air to destroy her once and for all, but it was all going down hill, literally." He paused to take a deep breath and let it all out.

"Jason finally got her into the air, with the help of Percy. But they still didn't have a way to kill her, so you came up to me to suggest a plan. You said that we could use Octavian's catapult, that it was loaded all we needed to do was aim." He let out his breath.

"I told you that it was a good idea, except that if we fired it, it would also kill Jason, Piper and Percy. You had a disappointed look on your face and ran away from me. I tried to catch you, but it was to late." He kept avoiding my gaze.

"You had your foot hooked in a rope connected to the onager, I tried to warn you, but you kept saying that it was the only way. So, instead of watching Octavian fly into his death, I watched you. I was helpless to do anything; I felt the exact moment you died. It was devastating, I was never the same."

" I mean I knew we hadn't known each other that long, but I just felt something between us. That's when you woke me up." He stayed quiet for a while.

"I know what you mean." I whisper.

He looked to me with something like hope in his eyes. "You've had that dream?" He asked.

"No, I haven't" The hope quickly shut down, he turned his head away from me. I sat down next to him on the cot. "But I know what you mean, I feel something between us too." He looked back at me with surprise I leaned closer to him. "So, you feel it too?"

His eyes shot down to my mouth, I took that as an opening. I shoved my lips onto his as quick as I could. To my surprise he responded to the kiss, he opened his mouth a bit allowing me to slip my tongue into his awaiting mouth.

So, you made it to the end. Was it horrible? I'm sorry if it was. But if it wasn't and you liked it, and want another chapter of this, please review it telling me. Please. And if you would like some smut, just say so ;)

So, I might have even done this wrong, I'm not exactly sure how to publish this onto the site, but I'll try.

_Sincerely, Kit.