Hey my friends! This is, obviously, Nicolovin4ever speaking. I've decided that Perco is freaking adorable and I needed to write a fic just about them. Am I the only one who thinks the hottest guys in PJatO's would be a freaking sexy couple if they hooked up? Ok, so it wouldn't be fair to our female characters, but hey, you give and you take. So I hope you like this first chapter, it's been rattling in my head for a while.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything besides a pair of pants and a hairbrush. So, no, I don't own Rick Riordan's characters/setting.

Nicos pov

I fell in love with Percy Jackson on your average Tuesday morning in June. I don't know why a shirtless Percy, on top of me, sweating, with a look of bliss on his face turned me on. All I know is that it did.

Let's jump right in.

That fateful day, Percy and I had decided that camp activities kinda sucked, for many different reasons. So we headed off to the empty arena where we could spend our day breaking flesh and limbs with all the built up anger and stress. A good best friend activity for the day.

"Do you think Chiron'll get too mad at us?" I asked as we walked up to the arena doors. Not that I cared, but it would be nice to make plans around my kitchen duty schedule.

"Ahhh, people skip everyday and they aren't the heroes of Olympus/camp seniors like us two. We'll be fine. Now Annabeth…I don't know if we'll make it through that," he answered, adding a sigh at the end. As much as they both don't want to believe it, him and Annabeth have been having some problems lately. According to Percy, Annabeths just so uptight and…annoying, while he's a laid back type pf guy. That's part of the reason we were even here, avoiding Annabeths wrath from their fight last night.

"Well we better practice hard so we can take her later on," I added, drawing out a laugh from Percy. As weird as it was to me, I loved that sound. It was like bells ringing, birds chirping, and zombies moaning all in one sound. Incredible. Of course, I would never tell him that. Nor would I tell him he looks amazing in both blue and green, his hair is soft and perfect everyday, or his eyes looked so warm and beautiful when he laughed. No, I would never do that. I was convinced it was just teenage boy hormones, a phase, and I would get over it.

As I joined in with a laugh, we arrived at the doors to the arena. I pulled them open and held the door for Percy, receiving a bow from him. I snickered, making fun of him, but it was kinda hard when his butt looked so….No Nico! Why am I thinking these things? I'm not gay, I like girls. Even at only seventeen, I've slept with three girls and had seven girlfriends. Never any that were men, well, that I know of. Nico. Is. Not. Gay. End of story. Continue on…

Inside, the smell of blood, sweat, and Febreze wafted in my nose, signaling the Harpies had just cleaned. The sunlight beamed inside from openings in the building and a breeze came in from somewhere. A perfect day for some beating with my obsidian sword. Hehaha!

Since we were already in our armor and our swords in hand, we just went at it. Not like, went at it, as in…you know what I mean. He beat me that time, then again, and, uhhh, then again. Well, he was pretty good. You don't just become an Olympus hero by ALMOST being the best swordsman ever. So even my freaking awesome obsidian couldn't keep me safe from the wrath of Percy Jackson.

After ten or so games, the arena started to become dangerously hot. We both were sweating like pigs and panting. Hey, at least it was good to know I was somewhat of a challenge to him.

"Lets…take a…water break," he breathed, pointing over to the magical water jugs. No matter how much water was used, it was always full and ice cold.

We both filled a Styrofoam cup up to the brim with water then chugged it, not even tasting it. Ahhh, refreshing. After five more times of refilling the small cups, Percy started to rip his shirt off his back. I sighed inwardly, please don't. My hormones will be raging!

"Watcha doin'?" I questioned casually.

"It's hot, don't you want to take off your shirt?" he responded with a question. Did I seriously just imagine him saying that in a totally different scenario with a voice suspiciously seductive? Probably.

"Ummmm n-no. Shirts will make us sweat more which will, in turn, make us loose m-more weight?" I stuttered. I talked like a gay scientist when I got nervous, a habit.

He looked playfully offended and, mocking an Aphrodite girl, exclaimed, "Are you saying I'm fat, Nico?" he laughed, "Whatever, I'm taking my shirt off. I think you don't want to because you know I have way better abs than you."

Oh no he didn't, "Right, Percy. YOU have better abs than me. Fine, I'll take it off, just to show you what a mans abs should look like."

We both ripped our shirts off and looked at each others abs. His were, for lack of a better word, hot but I could tell he was impressed by my six-pack. I looked back up to meet his eyes and saw a slight blush on his face. A BLUSH? WTF!

"Ummmm, yeah, they are good. Ready to get back to work?" He mumbled, making us both blush. What the Hades is happening here?

"Yep," I popped the 'p' then headed back to the center of the room, ignoring the knot in my stomach. This wasn't what best friends are suppose to be like, correct? I didn't want to like Percy, but then again, he might like me back. I knew girls who liked me use to blush when I took my shirt off for anything. Maybe my abs just were that sexy….

"I'm taking you down!" Percy exclaimed, jumping in front of me, sword drawn, and interrupting my thoughts.

"As if!" I yelled back, bringing my sword in front of me. Forgetting about what just happened, we jumped in.

He slashed his sword by my arms, but not quick enough. I deflected it with the hilt of mine, then used the energy built up to slash back. This went on for a few minutes before Percy finally realized, he couldn't get away that easy this time. Instead, he smirked, then tripped me. I fell backwards, thanking Chiron for investing in padded flooring, and found my sword rattling across the floor, out of my grip. Percy jumped on top of me, sword at my throat.

"Looks like I took you down," he whispered hotly. I couldn't say anything, though, I was to entranced by those eyes like the ocean. It was like I was falling deeper in to the sea of Percy. Except, it felt like I was drowning in love. Oh gods, that was cheesy.

But answer me this. How could you speak when a sweaty beast like Percy is on top of you, your bodies so close, his eyes speaking to you in a way his mouth couldn't, him happy and victorious because he took you to the ground. Answer that for me!

So I , embarrassingly enough, just stared up at him, waiting for something to happen. And he just stared at me, blue meeting deep brown. For an agonizing second, I thought he was going to kiss me. I could've swore he leaned a little closer to my face, but, as if realizing what he was about to do, Percy shot up and blushed a deep crimson.

"Ummmm, I-I have to go," and before I could say anything, he was sprinting out of the arena and not looking back. FML.

Percys pov

Before you call me a jerk and every other horrible name in the book of insults, let me explain.

I don't know why Nicos eyes did what they did to me. They just…did. I could stare in them all day and not get tired, unlike Annabeths eyes. They were beautiful, too, but something about them hinted on so much more than I could grasp. When I looked in to those dark orbs he calls eyes, it felt like I could see into his soul. They were more than beautiful, they were breathtaking.

As I was tackling Nico to the ground, I knew it was a bad idea. I would be face to face with those eyes and I might lose control over everything else. Not only that, but we were both shirtless, sweaty, and teenage boys. Things don't always work out well when those are added to the equation. But I did it anyway.

"Looks like I took you down," I whispered in a voice I usually only use around Annabeth. One that indicated I wanted to do unspeakable things to there bodies. Yeah, THAT voice.

Okay, so I had come to terms with my bisexualness this winter when I, accidentally, cheated on Annabeth with a guy. I don't know how it happened but we were in my dorm, simply studying. All of a sudden his lips were on mine and I didn't feel any need to pull away. In fact, I liked it! It was like kissing a girl except rougher, which was always fun. It lasted like two minutes before I pulled away, explaining to him about my girlfriend. He blushed, picked up his books, then left without another word. I never spoke to him again.

Nico didn't say anything, just stared at me and I stared straight back in those eyes. They, like usual, lifted me to another planet. I could see how, inside, he was really about ninety years old. He had seen so much and his eyes reflected every terrifying, beautiful, wonderful event documented in that brain of his. Before I knew it, I was leaning in to kiss him.

Then, everything rushed back to me. I had a girlfriend who I loved, Annabeth and Nico was just my friend. He didn't like me as anything more than that. I jumped away and, swallowing my disappointment, muttered, "Ummmm, I-I have to go."

Before I could look at his reaction, I was gone. I didn't want to know what he thought of that awkward moment right now, I couldn't take it. I know what I felt, and it wasn't positive.

Since classes were still in session, I raced through the forest instead of going home. I needed some time to think, so I headed off to my favorite spot in the world, my secret spot.

It was a beach but it met smoothly with the line of trees from the forest. It was solitary, shaded, and, best of all, at the ocean. Once there, I sat where my feet just met the water then washed away. The trees still provided shade from the scorching June sun, so I could think without having to worry about the heat.

Crap, I thought, I left my shirt at the arena. I sighed. Who cared? It was a shirt, I would find it eventually. Instead, I just laid back and let my thoughts drift. Naturally, they went straight to Nico.

I'm screwed. I have a girlfriend who seriously loves me, a future that involves kids and a nice job, everything was fitting perfectly. Then Nico came along and trampled all over the puzzle of my life. Of course, I knew him way before this summer, but something just clicked in place this time around. He was so much more mature, hot now instead of cute. Plus, I knew Aphrodite was probably planning some big dramatic skit with me and Nico the stars. She did this.

Wonderful. So I had a goddess who was set on ruining everything for me, a girlfriend who's already on the verge of hating me without all this, and I'm in love with a son of Hades named Nico Di Angelo and I'm pretty sure he loves me, too. FML.

I hope you liked. Please review, it would be awesome!