A/N: so someone asked for Nico's POV on the last chapter so that's this.

A Dreary Day Pt 2

Tears silently fell down the son of Hades face as he hid in the shadows. He never got to tell the boy. The boy with the green eyes the color of seaweed how he felt. Now it was too late. Well, he could tell him, but much good it would do. No one knew the extent of the feelings Nico had for the son of Poseidon. Not his sister Hazel, or even his dead sister Bianca. It was too early for him. It was too early for Percy to die. He was only 17.

Nico watched as Annabeth sobbed into her satyr friend, Grovers, shoulder. He watched as Sally, Percy's mother, came up to Annabeth and wrapped her arms around the blonde warrior, always so strong but now diminished to the small weak little girl that Thalia and Luke had found in an alley when she was 7, fighting for her life.

It was a sad day to say the least. Most of the campers were there. Even the ones that weren't very close to the son of the sea god. Everyone was grateful for the boys life, even if it was shortly lived. Everyone, even the gods that were so very prideful, was grateful to the boy and would remain forever in his debt. Percy had not only saved the world once, but twice in his life. He defeated Kronos and Gea. Barely a break in between.

As the small funeral, but large company, slowly dwindled away and ended, Nico's tears fell more heavily and it was getting harder for him to remain silent in his hiding spot in the shadows. So, he finally decided to shadow travel to the Underworld. The only place it's be hard to find him if anyone even bothered to look. He ended up shadow traveling right into his father's throne room and collapsed. It was definitely a bad idea to use so much energy shadow traveling while already emotionally exhausted.

"Nico? What are you doing here?" The god of the underworld asked his son.

Nico slowly rose his head from where he was to look his father in the face.

"Bring him back. Bring him back. Please!" Nico mumbled as his tears fell even harder and sobs racked his body.

"You know I can't do that. It's against the rules." Hades said quietly as he crouched near his crumpled son.

"You're the lord of the Underworld! Percy saved so many lives! He saved yours and so many of the other gods! And you can't even bid him a small favor?"

Nico continued to spout all the words he'd wanted to say to Zeus. To all the other gods that owed their lives to the boy that died too soon. He yelled and screamed until he finally said three words before falling in a heap. I loved him. Hades had left his son a long while ago tk grieve by himself. He knew his son didn't do well around people. Nico was lying in the middle if the throne room, a crumpled mess and that's how Persephone found her stepson when she got back from saying her goodbyes to Percy. Even she had went to the funeral.

The next morning Nico woke up to a blonde haired boy fussing over him in the infirmary back at camp. He didn't understand what or how he'd gotten there. All he knew was that the Apollo boy tending to him was gentle as well as stern while bandaging him. Finding all the cuts in his wrists and yelling at him for it. Going on about some nonsense that "people cared about him and he was just trying to throw his life away not caring about his health".

"I'm Will by the way. And if I ever, ever find out you've been cutting again, you'll find your next trip to the Underworld not because you shadow traveled. And don't exhaust yourself so much damnit"

A/N: so leave me suggestions on what you want next!