A/N: I still can't believe I'm here posting a third chapter for this. This, like many of my other stories, should be a one-shot. I'm not sure if I'm looking at a fourth chapter. I think I'll just leave it at this.

Somehow, Nico was able to bribe Percy out of bed with the promise of authentic Venetian pizza. Delicious, one-of-a-kind, Venetian pizza.

Percy licked his lips as he stepped out of the shower. Pizza was actually the original reason about why he got lost. Jason, the kind and understanding person that he was, told Percy that there was a nearby pizza parlor. Which was great! Go out, see the city a bit, grab some pizza and be back. It was a great plan!

But Percy is known to get distracted by shiny things. To be honest, Percy should not have been left to go alone.

So really, this could all be blamed on Jason.

Shaking his head he dropped his towel and started getting dressed. That's all in the past now. His hot Italian (English-speaking) lover was taking him for pizza now!

A small pout did however form on Percy's lips. He was a day late in pizza. After all, yesterday he had no intention to be banged into the mattress all night long.

Dressed in almost too long black jeans that were an old pair of Nico's, and a green shirt that actually fit, which were also Nico's, Percy walked out of Nico's bedroom carrying his own shoes.

Seeing Nico's back turned to him as he read something on his phone, Percy took his chance and threw one of his shoes at the Italian's head.

His mark never missed.

"Ow!" exclaimed Nico ducking down at the sudden hit. Rubbing the back of his head, he looked at his attacker. "What was that for?"

"Where did you learn English?" huffed Percy putting on the other shoe. Okay, so he may not be over Nico knowing English that whole time.

"Everyone learns English in Europe," explained Nico, picking up the shoe and walking over to crouch at Percy's feet.

"Then why didn't you just speak English?" asked Percy, letting Nico put his other shoe on. Nico didn't respond until after he tied Percy's shoe and was able to look into Percy's sea-foam green eyes.

"And miss the chance of seeing you so cute?" Nico leaned up and captured Percy's lips in a sweet kiss. "It may have been cruel, but it was…how do you say…arousing watching you get flustered."

Percy pouted. "Jerk."

"Mmm, are you going to let me make it up to you?" asked Nico, standing up and holding his hand out to Percy. "Or would you like to throw something at me again?" Nico was already dressed in his own skinny black jeans, a grey tank top that showed off his muscular olive-toned arms. There were a few silver necklaces around his neck that hung to mid-chest, a ring or three adorning his hands.

"I might as well," Percy reached for Nico's hand, but before they touched, he glared up at Nico. "…but I definitely want pizza, Nico. You hear me? Pizza!"

"Naturalement, mio bello."

Percy laughed as Nico dragged him out of the house and they made their way into town.

Even though Percy was already in town for a few days now, the beauty the city held was just as breathtaking as Day One.

"Wow, I can't get over how great this city is!" gushed Percy, tugging Nico this way and that to look at everything. Nico chuckled, following along.

"Venice is quite beautiful."

"It's more than beautiful! And I can't believe I get to live here."

Nico pulled Percy to a stop. "Live here?"

Flushing Percy nodded, his free hand rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah. I'm…I'm moving here. I was offered a job I just couldn't turn down."

"Ahh, I see. I'm happy to hear that you'll be staying and not leaving." Nico released Percy's hand so he could wrap his arm around Percy's waist.

"I'm happy I met you," replied Percy softly, reaching up to gently cup Nico's face and pull him down for a chaste kiss. When he pulled away, he gave a slight glare to Nico. "Even if you lied."

"You are not going to let that go, are you?" mused Nico.

"No. Oh! Pizza!" exclaimed Percy, suddenly pulling Nico after him to the parlor. Percy pushed Nico on the seat, before scrambling into his own seat and picking up the menu.

"Slow down Percy, the pizza is not going to run away," chuckled Nico waving over the waiter hoping to order something to drink first.

"But I'm hungry, and pizza, Nico!" Nico stared at Percy's begging eyes, entranced with their begging.

When the waiter came over, Percy quickly, almost not politely, ordered a pepperoni pizza for the two of them.

"Right away sir."

Percy smiled in content and sat back. "So tell me about yourself Nico."

Putting down his water glass, Nico raised an eyebrow.

"Oh come on! We had sex. Hot, steamy, nosebleed-inducing sex multiple times. The least you can do is tell me about yourself," begged Percy, reaching over and grabbing Nico's hand in his own.

"Alright," agreed Nico, entwining their fingers. "With an argument like that, how could I say 'no'? My full name is Nicolò di Angelo. My parents had a morbid sense of humor. It means Angel of the Dead. I studied art in college. I have three older siblings who all go on my nerves in different degrees." Smirking, he winked. "And yes, they speak English too."

Percy nodded, taking a sip of his water as well. "What do they do?"

"No, no, no. Now it's your turn."

Eyes widening at hearing that Nico wanted to know about his life, he happily told Nico a little about himself. "My full name is Perseus Jackson, but I prefer Percy. I have one brother, a cousin that I consider practically a brother, and a childhood friend I look up to as an older brother. Now, tell me what your siblings do!"

Their lunch involved a lot of back and forth bickering and getting to know one another.

When it came to pay for the lunch, Nico got up to pay the check after arguing with Percy. Nico finally won the argument after kissing Percy silly, leaving the American distracted long enough for him to snatch the check and make a quick get away to the cash register.

After gaining his sense back, Percy fondly rolled his eyes.

"Not even a full 24 hours and he already knows how to shut me up." Chuckling, Percy kept himself busy, waiting for Nico to come back before they continue their tour of the city.

Unfortunately, Percy saw something shiny a few buildings over and couldn't help getting up to check it out.

Nico walked back to the table and stared at the table. The empty table. How the hell did he lose a whole human being?

Percy smiled softly as he looked at a Venetian black and white mask displayed in the window that caught his attention. The right side was white and the left was black. Swirls of silver and gold detailed around the edges and cheeks. Beautiful black feathers fastened to it with one pure red feather lying on the side.

It was a beautiful mask.

He began looking around the display to find the creator's name.

"Percy?"

Percy looked over his shoulder in surprise. "Jason!"

The blonde smiled and quickly jogged over. "Jesus Percy, where the hell were you last night?" Jason pulled Percy into a hug before looking him over, searching for injuries. "And what are you wearing?"

Blushing, Percy rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "Uhhh, well…"

Jason looked down at his childhood friend exasperated. "Please don't tell me you went home with a guy, Perce."

Percy sniffed crossing his arms and looking away. "Fine, I won't tell you."

The temptation to face palm was strong, the temptation to scold Percy was stronger. Jason leveled a glare at his best friend. "Of all the bullhead and dangerous things you could've done! Perseus Jackson just you wait until I tell your mother that you-"

"Found the love of my life?"

"-found the love of your life! She's going to- wait what?" gaped Jason, stopping in his rant to stare dumbfounded at Percy. "You did what now?"

Percy blushed, hiding his face in Jason's chest, embarrassed. He could not believe that he just admitted that! God he was so embarrassed!

"Percy? Hey, don't hide your face after dropping the L-bomb. Are you blushing?" Jason tried to pry Percy's face away from his chest to get a good luck at the younger man, but with quick footwork, Percy ducked away from Jason and ran off before the blonde could stop him.

No way could Percy face Jason after that confession! Not yet anyways. First he needs to find Nico.

Percy looked around to find the pizza parlor that they ate at, but couldn't find anything that told him where he was.

"Oh this is just great! I'm lost again!" Throwing his hands up in anger, Percy stomped around and hoped he either found something familiar or ran into Nico.

It took a full two hours before Nico found Percy again. Percy sat at the edge of the Grand Canal, feet dangling over the edge as he pouted while looking at a map.

Walking up behind Percy, he bent down and asked: "Ah, scuzzi ragazzo? Are you lost?"

And just like the day before, Percy's head snapped around with wide eyes.

"N-Nico!" cried Percy throwing himself in Nico's arms. The momentum forced Nico to fall back on his butt as he cradled a crying Percy. "You found me!"

"Of course," agreed Nico, running a hand through Percy's hair. "Are you okay?"

Percy pulled back and hissed like an adorable kitten. "No, I'm not okay! All I wanted to see was the pretty shiny mask, and then Jason was there, and then I realized I was lost. Nico I hate being lost! This nice couple from Hawaii gave me their map since today was their last day, so I tried finding your apartment but I ran into a group of scary people and-"

Nico captured Percy's lips to quiet him. Percy struggled for a few seconds before melting in Nico's arms. The Italian was really getting good at that. When Nico pulled away, Percy's eyes fluttered open and he whispered, "I do so love it when you do that."

Nico chuckled. "And I love your reaction to it, mio bello," spoke Nico. "Now what's this about Jason? Isn't he your uhh…brother? And the scary men?" Percy laughed nervously at the possessive gleam in Nico's eyes glowed. Nico leaned in and whispered, "Don't try to get out of it Perseus. You're already getting a spanking for the tantrum."

Percy shivered in anticipation and his stomach flipped when Nico stated his name. "Jason came with me to Italy and asked about why I didn't come back to the hotel room. And the scary men? I don't know. They wore suits and sunglasses and were giving me a funny look. I ran away as quick as I could."

Nico mentally sighed, making a note to talk to his brother's men. While he did tell Percy his brother was a businessman, he just didn't clarify it was the family business Thanatos took over from their father this past summer.

For an artist, he was rather remiss in his details when it came to Percy. Justifiably, these details might scare the American off and he wanted Percy to stay with him for as long as possible. Nico wasn't quite ready to give Percy up, and as things were ending…Nico might not ever want to give Percy up.

"Well you're okay now. I won't let anything happen to you."

Percy nodded, helping Nico stand up, entwining their fingers before leaning against Nico's side. "Where to next?"

Nico eyed the innocent American before walking toward a nearby rental shop. "Don't think you'll get out of that spanking Percy."

"I wouldn't dream of it," purred Percy, cuddling closer as he placed Nico's hand over his slightly sore butt.

Nico snorted, but left his hand there.

At the last part of their sightseeing trip, Nico paid good money for a gondola ride. Percy couldn't keep up with the conversation as it was spoken in quick Italian, but it didn't matter, as they were able to get on. Percy meant to sit beside Nico, put a tug here and a kiss there, Nico was able to maneuver Percy between his legs.

"Mmm, much better," hummed Nico in Percy's ear, gaining a delightful shudder.

Percy sighed peacefully as the gondola made its way down the deserted canal. It was romantic and beautiful. Percy couldn't ask for more, but when Nico's arms tightened around his waist and they turned around a building they were able to see the sunset, turning the sky a bright burning red to a soothing orange and a cool purple.

"Wow," gasped Percy, eyes wide.

Nico chuckled, kissing Percy's neck and nibbling a bit here and there.

"Si, 'wow'."

"Nico, this…today has been…I can't say how much this means to me." To make up for his lack of words, Percy spun around and kissed Nico all over his face, but not the lips. "Nico?" whispered Percy straddling the Italian's lap as their lips barely brushed against each other, blushing slightly when he remembered the Gondola driver was with them.

"Hm?" Nico pulled Percy's attention back on him.

Percy leaned forward positioning his rear right over Nico's slowly growing with interest cock. Licking Nico's earlobe, nibbling a bit before stating, "I think you owe me something…" Rocking forward, he softly moaned into Nico's ear.

"Yea, a spanking." With that said, Nico actually smacked Percy right then and there, but no plans to go further than that.

"Again," moaned Percy, tightening his grip around Nico's neck. "I don't think I learned my lesson."

"Are you sure? We're in a public place." Nico's hand caressed the firm backside gently. He wasn't too worried about such a public location, but he wasn't expecting this from Percy.

"Mhmm," agreed Percy kissing along Nico's neck, hoping to leave behind a hickey. Percy was so focused on what he was doing that he missed Nico's predatory grin.

"My cute little exhibitionist."

Smack! Smack!

The smacks Nico delivered to Percy's backside made it to the double digits as the gondola driver moved them through the city, not making a single noise.

After the fifth smack in a row that Percy whimpered to, Nico stopped spanking Percy. But he didn't stop touching Percy. With quick and proficient hands, he was able to get the jeans and boxers off of Percy, leaving the lower half of the American naked.

"You know the drill, mio bello. Let me see."

Percy nodded mutely, carefully turning around to show Nico his stinging, red behind. The only light that night came from the stars, the few lanterns on the side of the canal, and the Gondoliers'. In essence, only Nico and the Gondolier could see how bright red, almost borderline purple the skin was.

Nico nodded, satisfied. "Beautiful."

Putting his hands around Percy's thighs, Nico pulled Percy closer, almost feeling the heat radiate on to his face with how close he moved Percy. "There was that one other thing I owed you, mio bello. Do you remember?"

Percy bit his lip in thought. He gasped when he remembered Nico's promise from the previous night. "I-I…I don't thi- ah!"

Nico had to hold Percy still as Percy arched backward, toward Nico's probing tongue.

"N-Nico!" exclaimed Percy gaining the attention from a few late night stragglers. Not that Percy cared at this point. He was too busy trying to get Nico to do more. Percy reached back, and held himself opened, causing Nico to hitch his breath just a bit.

"Mio bello?"

Percy looked over his shoulder, gasping with flushed cheeks and blown pupils. "More Nico, please."

Nico nodded, hand reaching for his own zipper as he went back to rimming Percy. His tongue swirled around two times before slipping past the pucker and starting a rhythm that was slowly driving Percy insane.

A few nips here.

A wonderful lick there.

A finger or two added for extra stimulation.

Unfortunately for Percy, not enough for him to climax, but more than enough to leave him panting as if he just ran a marathon at full speed. Nico made sure to leave Percy at the edge of his orgasm, not ready to let Percy come down. Not yet.

Fortunately for Percy, Nico already started stretching Percy out for the grand finale.

"You taste so fucking great," stated Nico, pulling back so he could help Percy sit up.

Percy was boneless, perfectly malleable to Nico's hands as he settled Percy's back to his chest and then had Percy slide down, taking all eight inches of him.

"Ahhhhh!" moaned Percy, shuddering in pleasure; almost cumming but a grip from Nico on his penis stopped it. "P-Pleas-se Ni-Nico. Le-Let me c-c-c-um."

"Ah-hem."

Nico cursed when the gondolier cleared his throat. Grabbing the nearby blanket, Nico covered himself and Percy up to their chests just as an officer of the police was coming even with them on the bank side from the opposite direction.

Percy blushed, hiding his face into Nico's neck, but not willing to move off his lap. "What's going on?" whispered Percy, voice slightly hoarsely.

"I don't know," replied Nico, throwing the gondolier a thankful nod before turning his head back to the intruder.

"Di Angelo," called one officer in Italian.

"Mr. Police Officer, how can I help you this fine night?" replied Nico, Percy gasped hearing that sexy voice speak Italian. Squirming he whimpered a bit as Nico's cock brushed against his prostate.

Nico smirked.

Police Officer somehow hearing the whimper furrowed his brow and gave the latest conquest of the Di Angelo family's Ghost King a look. Not many in the public knew that the man they thought as a simple artist was one of the Di Angelo's best hitman. The police never was able to pin a murder on the man, but it was no coincidence that dead bodies followed the man wherever he went. He truly embodied his unofficial title has 'Ghost King' "Is he alright?"

Nico raised an eyebrow. "He's fine, just a bit embarrassed that you're stopping us. Did you need something?" Nico's hands, underneath the blanket wandered indiscreetly to cup Percy and play with the perineum between Percy's ass and his genitals. A very sensitive spot.

"Mmmmm…ahhh!"

A very sensitive spot that made the best noises.

Blushing the Officer cleared his throat. "There seems to have been an…altercation in the near vicinity yesterday in an area where you were spotted. Wouldn't happen to know anything about it would you?"

Nico spoke cop and understood what the man was asking. Did his family have anything to do with the most recent hit. Probability? Fuck yes, he should know since he was the reason it happened. Was he going to tell? No chance in hell.

"Can't help you. I've been with my date all night, and morning."

The officer stared, but the blush came back when Percy began rocking his hips back and forth, no longer caring. "I see. Welll….uhh, have a good night. Stay out of trouble."

Nico nodded, smirk on his lips as he urged Percy on. "Good night, Mr. Officer."

The boat went around a building, and they were out of sight.

"About fucking time," moaned Percy lifting himself up a little before sliding back down. "No idea what you guys were talking about, but god Nico! You speaking Italian and doing what you did!" Percy moaned, moving again. "Don't ever stop!"

Nico chuckled, agreeing. He would've never guessed that Percy got turned on with people watching. Especially, after all that bullshit about not wearing Nico's clothes. Nico leaned forward and gently sucked on Percy's ear lobe before mumbling in Italian to Percy, "I'm all yours, mio bello. All yours."

Percy's scream cut short as he came harder than he ever expected, clenching up tight around Nico.

Three days after meeting the love of his life, Percy was finally able to meet up with Jason again. Angry, but understanding Jason.

"You're fucking crazy."

"Oh come on, Jason," whined Percy pulling the blonde towards probably the one place in Venice he could get to without getting amazingly lost now. "You'll love him!"

"The Italian Sex God who kidnapped you and forced you into having sex because you couldn't speak Italian? That same guy who had you having sex in front of a police officer and- oh i don't know- all of Venice? Yea, I'm good." Jason tried pulling himself out of Percy's grip, but the younger man had a steady grip on his hand.

Percy gaped at his older brother figure. "H-He didn't force me!"

"So you don't deny the kidnapping?"

"Seriously Jason? Stop being such a child!"

Jason scoffed, "Then stop dragging me around like a ragdoll!"

The both stopped and stared each other down, neither backing down.

"Jason…I really do like him. I…I want you to meet him at least once. Please?"

Jason sighed, rolling his eyes skyward with the typical 'why me?' look on his face.

"Percy…"

"Please Jason."

"Oh sweet baby jesus…fine."

"Yes!" Percy shouted, hugging Jason enthusiastically. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

The soft clearing of a throat caught Jason's attention. Looking over Percy's shoulder he saw dark curly hair, healthy olive toned skin, and a drool-worthy body. This had to be Nico.

"Should I be jealous?"

Jason snickered as Percy pulled away, spluttering.

"N-Nico! No! This is-"

"Ah, ah, ah," tutted Jason, pulling Percy back beside him. "No need to tell this complete stranger our personal history, Perce."

Percy blushed. "B-But-"

Jason calmly slipped a hand over Percy's mouth and stared Nico down. Keeping his face straight, Percy watched as the two stared each other down. Jason in amusement and Nico in growing irritation. God, why was Jason such an ass, especially after he agreed.

"You must be…Jason?"

Jason nodded. "You must be the dickwad that molested my little brother?"

"Jason!" shouted Percy, his scandalized tone coming through Jason's hand.

Nico's glare intensity rose. "Let him go. I do not care that you're his brother, I will hurt you."

Jason understood Italian thanks to his few years of studying the language. Which was also why Percy dragged him on this trip. To be his translator, but if Percy was able to get laid two days in to the trip, his translating abilities weren't really needed. But this…this just got interesting.

"Hurt me? You would do that to your lover's brother?"

If Nico was surprised he spoke Italian, he didn't show it. "He's mine and I don't want you or anyone else to touch him."

"So you're a possessive dickwad, then?" Jason snorted. "Look, as much as I want to stab you for even touching Percy, I agreed that I would get to know you. But I think I already know all I need to know about you, Niccòlo di Angelo. You can't come to this city without knowing the Di Angelo family."

Nico nodded, but didn't relax.

"So I'll let Percy stay with you, on the grounds that he never gets hurt. And if I get a phone call from him telling me you made him cry. Your family won't be able to stop ours. Capiche?"

"Si," agreed Nico easily, having no plans to hurt his lover. Though he did become slightly intrigued. Was Percy part of his own mafia family?

Jason smiled and turned his attention back on Percy who stared at them in complete confusion.

"Stay safe little brother," murmured Jason, kissing Percy's temple before walking off waving goodbye.

Percy turned to Nico. "What were you guys talking about?"

"Mmm," hummed Nico, pulling Percy into his arms. "How much we both love you."

"Jason's always looked out for me. It was a bit rough during my childhood," admitted Percy, putting his arms around Nico's neck to pull him down for another kiss. "I'm surprised he didn't force a background check on you. But come, let's go have some dinner!"

Percy slipped out of Nico's arms and led the way back to Nico's apartment.

Nico chuckled, following slowly behind, admitting to himself, "Well he knows how much I love you."

Sending Jason back to America with well wishes and of course souvenirs, Percy joined Nico out on his patio enjoying the setting sun. The apartment was high enough that other buildings didn't block the view. It was quite romantic.

"Is he gone?"

"Flying back to New York," answered Percy climbing on Nico's lap. Nico took a sip of his wine as his other arm curled around Percy's waist. It was quiet and peaceful while they watched the sunset; the exact way they liked to end their days lately

"Boss!"

Percy jumped at the sudden shout from down below. Looking over the railing he saw a set of blonde mischevious-looking twins smiling up with innocent looks. Percy looked back at his lover.

"Uhh, Nico…I think they're looking for you?"

Nico groaned, hiding his face in Percy's back. "Go away Stolls," he spoke in Italian.

"No can do, Boss."

Percy gaped as Nico threw his wine glass over the railing, almost hitting one of the twins.

"Nico!"

"They're fine, amante. No one's home Stolls, fuck off."

"Nico, is everything okay?" urged Percy, reaching up and rubbing gently between Nico's eyebrows to relax the frown line. He's never seen the man so tense, or try to injure someone with a wine glass before.

When Nico gently picked up Percy's hand and brought it to his lips to kiss, dark eyes softening as he looked into confused sea foam green eyes.

"Bene, amante?"

Percy smiled, nodding even if he was confused. Leaning forward, their lips brushed for a few seconds, before Nico moved to deepen the kiss.

"It's your sister, Nico," said one of the twins evenly. "It's Bianca."

Nico's blood turned to ice.

It was that night, a week after Percy met Nico that he found out his lover was part of a mafia family. It's not something you miss when a man is informed his sister was killed, and he in turn pulls a gun out of the dishwasher and stalks out of the apartment telling the twins something in Italian before slamming the door shut.

The Stolls turned to a gaping Percy. The one that introduced himself as Connor spoke first, "Did you know that he had a gun in the dishwasher?"

Percy shook his head.

Travis sighed. "Well shit. He left us with the hard job."

"Man up Travis," grunted Connor, sitting on the couch.

Nico came home three hours later, drenched in blood. After he found out that Bianca was killed, he snapped. Nico recognized that he literally snapped, grabbed his nearest handgun, and took off. Vaguely he remembered telling the twins to watch Percy, but they were no longer here.

It was quite possible that Percy left, wanting nothing to do with him. Who would? Nico was a killer. A trained, cold-blooded killer.

A small noise from his bedroom, alerted Nico. Lifting his gun up, he quietly made his way through the apartment. Who the fuck would have the balls to sneak into his place?

Not that it mattered, since he was about to blow their faces off.

"Nico?"

Or not.

"Percy?" He lowered the gun. "What are you doing here?"

"I live here?" he asked worriedly. Was he not invited any longer now that he knew? Leaning over he turned on the bedside table before gaping at Nico's appearance.

"Jesus Christ Nico!" hoping out of bed he quickly looked Nico over for any injury. "Are you okay? Do you need a doctor? Where are you bleeding? You better not be dying, Niccòlo di Angelo!"

Nico smirked, gently grabbing Percy's wrists. "Percy, calm down. I'm not hurt."

"Not hurt?"

Nico nodded.

"Good," he sighed in relief. "Good…"

The relief that Percy showed made Nico feel hopeful. Maybe the American wouldn't leave him. Nico has never seen someone show such care and concern for him that wasn't his family. To think that the cute, lost American that he decided to help on a whim would make him feel like this. Cautious of his bloody hands, he clutched Percy's chin to stare into Percy's eyes.

"I love you."

Percy's eyes widened.

Nico chuckled.

"Jesus Nico! You and that sexy chuckle!"

"You love my chuckle."

"I love you."

A/N: There, the end. I got a little help from Takara Phoenix since I was really iffy about this chapter. I hope everyone likes the end result! Please leave a review!

-Mischief