(A/N) Hey! So, this is my first Fanfiction ever, as well as on this site, so if the formatting and everything is funky, I'm sorry. Anyway, I've been trying to come up with something to actually write for a while now, and I was finally able to find a prompt that I like! If anyone has anything they would like me to write I'll be taking requests :) Feel free to PM me about that anytime, however, there are certain things I will not do, such as M rated things. Sorry.

Warnings: NONE :D And in case anyone is wondering, this will NOT be slash. It's friendship because friendship is such a nice thing isn't it?

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson or any of its characters.

Leo groaned and fell heavily onto his bed. His new bed. As of today he would be staying in this small, cramped dorm for, like, three years. And to top it off, it wasn't even for anything important! Just stupid high school. Well... it was a boarding school really. Yes, he was a "delinquent." Whatever.

At least he would be getting a roommate. Maybe they could even be friends after Leo annoyed the heck out of him. Truthfully he was a little worried, what with the whole 'secret identity' thing going on and all, but he figured he could handle it. He already had a whole slew of excuses made up: 'sorry man, had to go do some laundry!' 'where have I been? Oh you know, just takin' a walk.' Maybe, 'so very sorry Brotein. Teacher held me up all day to help in the library.' Yeah, he had it down.

So, why did he need these excuses you may ask? What's this about a secret identity? Well if you haven't guessed by now, Leo Valdez, the smoking hot bad-boy supreme, was a super-villain. Hah, you thought it was gonna be superhero didn't you? Sorry. Its already been stated that Leo is a delinquent, right? Yep, that's Leo. The infamous Heatwave. Arch nemesis: Mr. Electro, the extremely good looking and talented hero. Or so everyone said. Heatwave would blast white hot flames in his general direction, while Electro would attempt to zap the masked Latino with his righteous lightning, or whatever. It was a fun time.

Really Leo wasn't a bad guy, this was just the way things had turned out for him. And he didn't really remember when, but this guy had shown up. Instead of making Leo feel angry or bad or something, it actually made him feel pretty good. It made him feel important. As a guy with pretty much nothing as his in his life, this Mr. Electro-who quite literally beat his butt every week- was a constant, and therefore important to Leo. Every villain needed their superhero, just like every superhero needed their villain. And to actually have someone who cared about him, (even if it was to stop him from robbing a bank every Tuesday) it made Leo feel more important than he had in a while.

Leo jerked up quickly as the door to the dorm was swiftly opened, to reveal a tall guy with short blonde hair, and striking icy blue eyes. He was lean and muscular, wearing a tight grey shirt that really defined said muscles. Other than that he wore dark colored jeans and shoes, specifically of the converse brand. His roommate (he was guessing) looked strikingly familiar, but Leo just pushed it to the back of his mind, figuring it was just dejavu or something.

"Heya, whats your name?" Leo asked, grinning. He bounced to his feet off the bed, making his way towards his roommate. It didn't take very long.

The guy had his hands full, carrying up all of his luggage by himself. Leo had to do the same, but he had made several trips instead of bringing it all up at once. The guy looked up at him, raising an eyebrow and literally just dropped the bags on the ground.

"Jason Grace. And you are Leo Valdez I presume?" He replied in a stony voice, eyeing Leo warily. Well, this guy seemed like he was going to be tough to break.

"Yessir. Or if you want you can call me Mr. Mcschizzle Bad Boy Supreme. Either one."

Jason just lifted his eyebrow again, as Leo stuck out his hand. Jason reached forward slowly and hesitantly, as if Leo was going to explode at any minute. Who knows, maybe he would. It's bound to happen one of these days. Leo reached forward the last couple of centimeters, probably grinning like a maniac. As soon as the two boys hands connected Leo felt a small, yet slightly painful jolt in his hand. Instinctively he pulled away.

"Wow Sparky, build up a bit of electricity on the way up here?" He asked jokingly, rubbing his hand. Honestly Leo was used to way more, (ahem, Mr. Electro) but hey, those little shocks are pretty shocking.

"Sorry... that happens sometimes," the blonde in front of him mumbled, bending down to take his bags over to the closet and unpack. Wait. Was he blushing? No way! Upon first impressions, Leo had totally thought this guy was just gonna be a butt-hole.

Leo crept up behind Jason until he was leaning right over his shoulder. The buffoon still hadn't noticed and Leo watched him take his neatly folded clothes out of his suitcase, and ever so delicately put them into a drawer. Leo looked over to his closet, where he had pretty much thrown everything into. For a moment the Latino wondered if he should feel embarrassed about it, but then... nah. It was easier that way. Leo moved away and back to his bed, where he sat down with a heavy sigh.

"So, why are you here? You look like a normal, law abiding citizen for the most part," Leo asked, trying and failing to start up a conversation when Jason just glared back at him.

"That's none of your business," he stated.

Leo held up his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry I asked."

Jason sighed and shook his head. "Sorry, it's just... I don't like giving out information easily." He murmured.

Leo watched Jason like a hawk as the stony gaze landed on him again, a small frown gracing(HEH) the teens lips. He was definitely interesting, Leo would admit that. There was something about the stoic teen before him that Leo just couldn't shake off. He wanted to make this guy his friend. That sounded kind of creepy, but it was true. It was also very sudden, but Leo almost felt as if he had known Jason for a while. Isn't that a sign or something? As Jason began shifting uncomfortably under Leo's dark gaze, the curly haired boy decided that if he couldn't get this guy to be his friend by the end of the year, then he was most definitely not worth the title Mr. Mcschizzle Bad-boy Supreme.

(A/N) Please tell me what you guys think, it would be really helpful! I don't write much, but I hope you guys enjoyed this. I'll be updating based on response (sorry, I know that's lame...) but it's just because I don't want to take too long updating if people actually like it. I'm a REALLY BAD procrastinator, but I'm trying to get better. Thank you!

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