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Chapter 2
As Will ran through the infirmary, running through all the patients and giving medications, he couldn't stop his thoughts that reigned free in his head. "Is Nico interested in me? Do I have a chance with him? Oh, he's so cute…" Will imagined his Death Boy; a small raven nestled in the infinite white nest of the infirmary bed. The shaggy black locks obscured part of his face, which was silently asleep- relaxed and peaceful.
"Uh, Will?" Austin's voice cut through the Nico-haze. "Why are you staring out at the camp? We still have 5 patients to check on, and you've been slacking." Then Austin amended his words, flashing a sly grin. "Well, you've been slacking for everyone but Di Angelo."
"Okay, Austin, whatever, I'll get the rest of the patients, you and Kayla go back to our cabin." Austin whistled and called for Kayla. The two ran freely out of the hospital, pulling off sticky sterile gloves. Will went through the rounds, singing a hymn to his father. After washing vomit from some satyr's "sick box," changing more bandages and handing out more sleeping draughts, the son of Apollo stopped at his last room- Nico Di Angelo's.
"Check up tomorrow morning," Will chuckled to Death Boy, who was sleeping like the dead. Will's feet were sore from shuffling around all day in the busy infirmary, and he felt his eyes drooping shut.
Nico's eyes cracked open the next morning, sunlight flooding in and confusing them. Once his eyes adjusted, he stretched and yawned, peering around the room. In the chair in the corner of the little room, a blonde boy was snoozing quietly, head rested upon his hand.
Nico felt a wave of protectiveness wash up in him. He wanted to keep Will safe from reality; safe from him. Nico crept out of bed, and immediately stepped on a creaking floorboard. Will, who was a light sleeper, woke immediately at the sound of his patient trying to escape.
"Nico!" Will yelled, standing up and walking towards the shadows Nico was reaching for. He grabbed the dark boy and slung him over his shoulder. "You cannot escape me, Death Boy, even if you try. Now promise on the River Styx that you'll stay for today and leave at 8:00 tomorrow, or I'll handcuff you to the bed.
"Fine," Nico grumbled. "I swear on the River Styx that I will stay in the infirmary of Camp Half-Blood until 8:00 PM tomorrow night." With that, Will gave Nico a shit-eating grin and dropped him on the bed.
Nico's cheeks were flushed a bright red, and he glared up at the ray of sunshine that grinned down at him.
"Guess what, Nico?" Will asked cheerily.
"Yes, Will?" Nico replied drearily.
"This morning is check up morning!" Nico growled at that, but obliged and sat up.
"Ah!" Nico shrieked as he looked down at himself. The only item of his clothing from yesterday that was on were his boxers, over which was a blue hospital gown. "Who changed my clothes?" Nico asked with his eyebrows raised high..
"Nico, I had to, it's standard hospital protocol." Will turned to grab the cart, with Nico blushing furiously behind him.
"Now, tell me, any cuts, scratches, things that need bandages?" Will looked down at Nico expectantly. Nico cleared his throat and turned his arm around, showing slashes from a werewolf's claw. "Death Boy!" Will exclaimed angrily. "Why did you not mention that to me earlier?" The cuts were scabbed and pus oozed from them. A ring of bruises surrounded the claw marks. The 15-year-old reached for a bottle of alcohol to sterilize the wound. "This might hurt," Will warned.
Nico had a sharp intake of breath as the doctor swabbed the marks with alcohol. The sting worked its way through his arm, and Nico ground his teeth together. "All done," Will said with a peppy smile. "I'll tell everyone how brave you were, Sunshine." Nico groaned and looked up at the ceiling pointedly.
"Don't make me summon a skeleton army," Nico threatened.
"Darlin', you couldn't raise a skeleton hand without melting into a little puddle of darkness. "Any other wounds?" Will asked.
"No," Nico returned. Will grabbed a square of ambrosia from the medical cart, and Nico chewed on it, the taste of pasta his mother used to make warming his insides. "Hey, Will?"
"What's up, Death Boy?"
"Do you think I'll be able to join capture the flag on Friday?" Nico inquired.
"We'll see your condition," Will looked at Nico and pinched his cheek. "But first I need to grab you some food." The boy went down the hallway to the kitchen, heating a can of Campbell's chicken noodle soup, and putting Saltines next to it on a little plate. The boy carried the tray down the hallway, and set it on Nico's lap. "Eat up."
"Will, what am I going to do all day?" Nico complained, before taking in another spoonful of soup. "And this isn't even breakfast food." Will left the room for a moment and came back grinning smugly. He tossed a coloring book and a pack of crayons on Nico's bed before leaving. "Food first!" Will called back.
An hour later, Will came back around to collect the tray, which Nico had set on the small table next to his bed. The day was only beginning, and Nico was coloring the unicorn picture that was the first one in the book. It was all black, with grey horn and grey eyes. Nico drew a skeletal army behind it.
"Hey," Will smirked, while changing the bandage. "Looks like you enjoyed the coloring book." It was open to the unicorn. "But Nico, what the hell is that behind it?"
"A skeleton army," Nico responded.
"It looks like its being chased by white sausages outlined in black." Will laughed at Nico's feeble attempt to draw. Suddenly, a large group of people burst into the small room. Will tied off the bandage and set the coloring book on the cart. "Visitors," Will explained, and left to take care of more patients.
"Nico!" Piper called. "How are you doing, buddy?"
"Other than being bored to death, I'm doing fine," Nico deadpanned.
"So Nico, how's the doctor?" Jason winked and Nico reddened.
"Highly aggravating," Nico answered. Just then, Annabeth dragged in a moaning Percy Jackson.
"But Annabeth, I'm everyone's type. How could I not be someone's type?" Percy looked up at his girlfriend with wide, sea green eyes.
"Shut up, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth giggled.
"If you were a girl, you would date me, right, Jason? Or if you were gay?" Percy needled at Jason.
"Yeah bro, definitely," Jason nodded.
"Jason, I am your girlfriend. I am sitting right here." Piper looked at Jason.
"Let the bromance live," Annabeth said dramatically. "Well Nico, how are you?"
"Fine," Nico said. "Thanks for coming, you guys."
"Nico, you're my brother. Why wouldn't we come? We're the 'Nico Di Angelo protection squad.'" Hazel beamed, and Frank slipped his arm around her waist.
"Wait, that should be a thing," Piper put in. "Leo, grab some sun glasses from your…" Piper looked down. "I'm sorry, I just… I can't believe it." Tears rolled down Piper's beautiful face. Jason's eyes shone. Everyone was silent.
"Well, we have to meet with Chiron," Annabeth said. "It was really nice seeing you, Nico." And with that, Nico was alone in his hospital room again.
"Hey," A voice said from the doorway. "I'm here from Camp Jupiter, and I heard you were leaving…" He had cropped brown hair and hazel eyes; he was very attractive. "If you come back to Camp Jupiter, maybe you'd want to go out for coffee or something sometime… My name's Ty, by the way."
"Ty, you seem really nice, but-" Nico started.
"Out," the medic commanded, blustering into the room. "You're disturbing my patient, who needs his rest. Because he's staying here," Will said protectively," He needs to be ready for camp activities in a few days."
"Oh, sorry man, I didn't know he was yours," Ty babbled.
"Oh, he is," Will said, kissing Nico's fire-truck red cheek. Ty walked out the door and out of the infirmary.
"What was that?" Nico asked in bewilderment.
"Ah, I don't like that guy. I didn't want you to go out with an ass like him. It might make you raise a skeleton army to murder him, and then we'd be back to square one." Will smiled and left the room.
"If only I was actually his," Nico thought, the feel of Will's warm, soft lips imprinted in his mind forever.
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