If you ever find out

Prologue

Nico hated his archenemy with a passion. He would have done anything in his power to destroy him, tear him apart, break his heart... Yet there he stood, a mere shadow in the darkness of the room, frozen in place and not able to do a thing to the boy. The boy who was so peacefully sleeping, tangled in the sheets and with his lips slightly parted allowing a trickle of drool to drip onto the bed. His archenemy...

Nico's heart was beating fast in his chest, perhaps faster than ever. The odious thoughts of what he had planned to do to the person laying below him, had he ever be given the opportunity, were now slipping away. They were melting in the shadows.

Balling his fist, Nico whispered with a softer tone than what he intended, "Ma che mi hai fatto? Tu... Tu non sai niente, però io lo so tutto. Non capisco perché... perché non posso ucciderti?!"

He had known for a while. A day, a week, a month even. It didn't matter. There he was again, trying to bring himself to kill, to kill him. Oh, and how miserable he felt at the end of every single night after hours of watching him sleep. At the break of down, Nico realized that he was never going to be able to kill him. No, because his archenemy's real identity was, as Nico had found out not long before, that of Nico's roommate of two years.

Percy, the boy everybody loves, now the vigilante trying to stop Nico. It was an accident that Nico ever stumbled upon the truth, it had never been his intention to find out who hid behind the mask of the hero. And now he wished he had never known. It would have simplified things by a thousand times.

I beg you not to hate me

If you ever find out

It was never my intention

i love you, there is no doubt

The truth was... hard to admit, but it existed nonetheless. Nico glanced at the careless face of his friend, the face of his enemy, and closed his eyes. He inhaled deeply and sharply, running a hand through his hair.

In the same whispering tone he said, "Ti odio! I despise you! I despise you Percy... Because you make feel this way... I despise you because now, now that I know who you are, who you really are... I find myself not wanting to kill you anymore, but I find myself wanting to do other things to you, cazzo! Oh, Percy, my enemy is indestructible now because I..."

His voice shivered. "Because I'm in love with you..."


A/N: Hey you, thanks for reading this! It's my first story on so I hope it's not too bad. If you liked it don't forget to follow/favorite/review, thanks [again] in anticipation.

This is supposed to be a prologue to a multi chapter story, but also a stand alone story in casevI won't get around updating it again.

Thanks again for being here!

PS. Here's the translation to the Italian passage: "What have you done to me? You ... You don't know anything, but I know everything. I do not understand why... why can't I kill you?!"