[10] - Opportunities

All he had to do was confess his feelings. It shouldn't be so hard. The wars and battles had simmered down; the opportunities to ask the Sea Prince out were aplenty.

Breakfast:

"Percy, I was wondering if you aren't too busy, do you maybe, want too… uhh… go out!" he said hurriedly. He waited nervously for his answer, afraid of sure rejection when he saw Percy had fallen asleep in his cereal.

Figures.


Sword Practicing with Ares kids:

Nico twisted on his heel, thrusting and parrying with the hulking war kids. He moved with a fluid grace only one trained in the art of sword fighting could. The Ares kids grunted and growled at him, but he eventually jabbed them all to the ground. When he was done, he stood there tired, sweaty, and a bit dizzy.

He took a hazy step forward, close to collapsing to face first, but Percy caught him just in time. Nico knew his schedule by heart. Percy was practicing first aid with the Apollo kids. He smiled at the blurry image of the Sea Prince. "Percy," he greeted breathlessly. "How are you?"

Percy guffawed, his nimble fingers flying over Nico's body. "Shouldn't I be the one asking you that?"

Nico shook his head. "Percy, you're very cute… and- I want to say," he gulped. "Will you—?"

"Hey! Perce, this kid is seriously in need of your healing powers!" a random Apollo kid yelled. Percy, maybe, or probably sent an apologetic look toward him… he didn't know. Percy ran off to the injured kid, leaving Nico in the hands of some beefy girl.

She came close to him. Nico growled like a rabid dog. "Touch me, and you'll have deal with Napoleon's army."

Applesauce!


Greek with Annabeth and Percy:

Languages had always been a strongpoint for Nico. However, he felt that if he were to confess his love he would do it in his mother tongue as opposed to Greek. That and Percy was failing this class. As soon as the teacher left the classroom to find the ever-skipping Stolls he twisted in his seat, facing, Percy.

"Ti amo," he said clearly.

Percy looked at him funny. "Nico! You shouldn't say such things around a lady," he said.

Nico switched his stare to Annabeth, whom was deadpanning at Percy. "Ignoring him, that was sweet Nico. Perhaps, you should take a more direct approach. Percy is a bit… uhh… oblivious."

Nico thunked his head on his desk. This was hopeless.


Random Moment:

No more! No more! He was admitting his feelings right now and then. He easily found Percy is the expansive Camp, tackling him the ground. He straddled the demigod, securing his arms above his head.

"Percy, I have something to tell you!" he said hurriedly before any interruptions could happen.

"Yes, Nico?" Percy blinked, appearing content with his current position.

"I really, really like—"

"OH MY GODS! NICO IS ABOUT TO CONFESS TO PERCY! GIRLS OVER HERE!" a random girl, mostly like an Aphrodite chit, screamed in the distance.

"Confess? What's she talking about?" Percy asked.

"I fucking like you!" Nico spit before it was too late. He leaned down and pecked Percy on the lips. He flamed red when he pulled back, immediately disintegrating into shadow.

…

Percy lay there, grinning stupidly. "He should have said so earlier."