Author's Note: Hello again. Another fast update, and I continue to thank those who are reading the author's note. It means a lot. I hope you enjoy Nico's First love. I'm gonna try and put in (a lot) some romance in this and the next chapter between Nico and Sakiko. They're both really dense, so I apologize if it seems like it's taking too long. This chapter will be much longer than the others...

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and The Olympians...

Chapter 3. Capture the Flag, and the Claiming

After the tour with Annabeth, she dropped me off with the Hermes cabin. I spent a while just getting aquainted with my cabinmates. They didin't bother to give me a bed, since I'd probably be gone by the day was over anyways. I didn't have much, just my bag which held my laptop, and a few school books. I tossed my school book aside, deciding that once all of this crazyness settled down, I wouldn't go back to school. It's not like I didn't know anything they taught there. In fact, even though I had ADHD and Dyslexia, I got straight A's, mostly because I didn't want my mother to worry.

I took out my laptop, and brought it outside into the sunlight. As I'd suspected, there was no Internet connection. That didn't matter, because I wasn't the Internet type of girl, anyways. I brang up Microsoft Word on my laptop, and began writing. I was right in the middle of a new story, about a boy who was stuck in the middle of nowhere, and had to get back to his home in the countryside. It's not the most creative story, but what do you expect from someone who has ADHD? I didn't sit down long enough to think about something more complex.

I guess I was just really tired, but I didn't get the need to jump around, and twitch like I usually do. I actually got a full hour worth of writing done. After my hour was up, I powered off my laptop, and just sat in the sun outside the Hermes cabin. I was surprisingly calm even though my old life had been ripped away from me. I guess I was just used to change, and now just accepted whatever came to me.

School was hell. There was no one I could relate to, no one I could talk to. No one understood how I could hold my breath for more than ten minutes underwater, and people thought I was a freak because of it. Even worse was that I always got the impression that someone was following me, just like the time with that huge dog I'd found out was what was called a Hellhound. Apparantly, the boy who I'd almost killed - the one dressed all in black - was named Nico. He looked like he was also shunned because of something, as he'd stayed farther away from the group the, say, the wild looking girl named Thalia.

At around four o'clock, everyone came out of their cabins. I assumed that it was what was called "capture the flag", since everyone looked excited, as they all walked towards the forest. I got up, and followed them, leaving my laptop in it's bag, hidden my a bush. I always found the best hiding places for things, as well as myself.

Once everyone go to the forest, they all clustered around a man, with the body of a... horse! I wracked my brain for the term, and came up with centaur. He looked pretty important. There was a pile of weapons on one side of him, and a pile of armor and helmets on the other side of him.

"Okay, this time the Athena, Poseidon, Hermes, Zeus, Nemesis, Hypnos and Hades cabins are on the red team, and the rest of the cabins are on the blue team. Get your armor on, and get ready to start," said the horse-man, I mean, centaur.

I looked over to Annabeth who was standing next to me, pulling on a piece of armor. I couldn't tell you what it was, 'cause I still have no idea what to call them. Maybe... chest plate? Anyways, I asked her, "Who's the centaur?"

She looked at me in confusion, like that question was the stupidest thing I could ever ask her. Then she smiled, and nodded. "I forgot you just came here today... well, regained conciousness today. He's Chiron, the camp director."

I nodded, and turned back to the pile of armor. I looked around at all of the other kids and tried to mimic their actions. Finally, I got on th chest plate thing, and a helmet, but the rest was beyond my experience. I looked around for some weapons, and saw a few extras on a rack. As I walked over, I saw something in a blue, watery looking case. It caught my interest. I walked closer, and reached out - to find my hand stopped by the kid who looked a lot like me.

"Please don't try and touch that, okay?" he said.

I stared past him at the case. "Why not?"

"Because," he said.

I looked up at him, glaring. "If I wanna see it, I will, got it?"

He paled slightly, but not much, so I stared at him, increasing the force of my gaze. "You. Will. Let. Me. See. It," I said, ennounciating every word carefully.

I was surprised. He actually stood his ground. In the end, I ended up pushing one of his pressure points, temperarily paralyzing him once again. Then I reached past him, and grabbed the case. Suddenly, it was like time stopped, and the watery case, how should I say this? Melted? Well, it melted, and then the liquid dissolved into the ground, leaving behind a pair of swords in my hands.

There were the traditional Japanese katanas, with a slightly curved one sided razor sharp blade, and a leather wrapped handle. It was beautiful, aweing, and deadly at the same time. They were amazing. I'd never been able to use a katana before, but they fit my hands like they were an extension of my arms.

I gripped one in each hand, then took the traditional fighting stance I'd seen before, legs apart, head turned to my right, and my left arm over my head, right one underneath, both blades fixed pointing the direction I was looking at. I swung the right blade up, crossing blades with the left, and began a sword dance, traditionally for one sword, but altered in my own special way so that it could be used for two.

I looked closer at the blades. One of them was made with a gold looking metal, but it wasn't gold, as it tasted more like bronze. I'd ask what it was later. The other was an ordinary silver steel, and it gleamed in the half sunlight. I smiled at them. They were beautiful. As i turned them over, I noticed an inscription on them. The inspriction for the bronze blade was 航空. Kaze. Air. The other was 水を. Mizu. Water. I was guessing that that was the blades' name. Kaze and Mizu. Water and Air.

I grinned savagely. Lets see just how much fun I could have with these babies.

About a half an hour later, I was racing through the forest, Kaze and Mizu inside sheaths I'd stolen from some unconcious dude lying on the forest floor a while back. I scrambled up a tree, and began my journey in the treetops, jumping from one branch to another, like a crazy cat-lion-thing. Then, I saw it. The other teams flag, in the middle of a ring of trees. It didn't look guarded much. Just three weak looking guards, two holding arrows, and one a beauty box. Seriously. What was she going to do? Give someone a horrible makeover? I shook my head, and leaped swiftly to the next tree.

One of the boys holding arrows looked up, but he didn't see me. I jumped quick and silent, making my way around to the tree closest to the flag. It was the perfect spot to grab the flag, knock out the guards, and get back into the cover of the trees. It was now or never. I jumped, but it was too late that I saw another figure all in blackk run out from under the cover of a bush. Unfortunately, I landed right on top of this person, pinning them - him to the ground. He had brownie colored eyes, and long-ish black hair, that fell to his shoulders, but was tied back in a tight ponytail.

He was much different from my cyan (sort of a lighter blue) colored eyes, chocolate brown hair, and pale skin. Also he was wearing more gothic clothes where as I was wearing a normal t-shirt and jeans (loose, not skinny), plus a pair of shape-ups. As I looked closer, I realized that he actually looked kinda hot, and I was so shocked that he was under me, I didn't even move until I heard a shout, "There's an intruder here!"

I jumped up, placing my hands on the hilts of my swords, that were in sheathes on either side of my waist. I slightly slid Mizu out of her sheath, but kept Kaze inside, ready for use at any moment. I didn't even stop to see what Goth-Dude was doing, as one of the archers strung his bow and shot it. I whipped out Mizu and sliced the arrow in half before it reached me. I'd really gotten the hang of these katanas.

My eyes shifted, and I saw GD (Goth-Dude, duh) unsheath a pure black sword. It looked so sharp it could have sliced through a cloth draped over it. I snapped back to attention, taking out Kaze as well, and wielded them both well, swiftly knocking out both the archer that found us, and the beauty freak. I was about to get the second archer, when I turned around to find that GD had already taken care of it.

I stuck out my hand. "Hey. The name's Sakiko. Sixteen years old, and currently looking for something non-boring, though I've probably found it when I came to this... place."

He snorted and took my hand. "Nico. Nico Di Angelo. Son of Hades."

My eyes widened mockingly. "Do you find it funny your last name is Di Angelo which means 'of angels' when your father is the god of the dead?"

He looked at me, calculatingly. "Do you find it funny that your name is Japanese when you obviously aren't?"

"Actually, yes," I said, letting go of his hand.

"There's your answer. So this is the second time we've met, huh, only this time you weren't trying to kill me."

I blushed. "Haha, sorry about that. I'm very... how should I say this..."

"Protective of yourself? You act without thinking?" he asked, mockingly.

"You could say that. By the way, shouldn't we get the flag back to our team?"

"Yeah, probably. I'll do it. Wouldn't want you to break a nail," he said, grinning.

I took up the challenge. "Only if you can get it first!"

I grabbed the flag, and scurried as fast as I could unto the tree as I could, while holding onto a flag pole. Once I was unto the trees, Nico ran under them following me, making sure I didn't get trapped to get down after. We were almost there. I could see the creek up ahead, getting closer and closer as I jumped through the trees, and Nico ran. Everything was fine, until just after we past the creek and won. I was so happy, I jumped into the air, completely forgetting I was in a tree, and fell off the tree.

Guess who I landed on. Nico. Again. But this time it was worse. Not only did I land on top of him, but I had the misfortune to accidentaly kiss him on the lips, as in, our lips touched for a moment, before I pulled away, and quickly got off of him. What surprised me most was that I'd somehow missed it before, but thouching his skin felt like holding an icecube in my hands.

Putting that aside, I blushed furiously, scrambling back from him. He turned away, but I could see the tips of his ears turn pink. I put a hand to my mouth, shocked that my first kiss had been taken away accidentally. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out, and I lost my chance when we were suddenly surrounded by our team mates, cheering and congratulating us. Then, suddenly, everyone looked up, and a few people grinned. Other high-fived me, and other shook my hand. I looked up, and saw a rotating blue trident.

End Note: Okay... I wondering if next chapter should be Nico's POV (point of view for those who don't know). Review, and tell me what you think, also tell me if yuo think I should continue it. Yes, or no, that is the question. If I get 5 yesses to continue, I will.