Disclaimer: In the span of then and now... My plan to overrule the ownership of PJO and HP and proclaim it as mine has not yet succeeded. So, no I don't own them.

~Unraveling~

000 Nico 000

My heart's about to burst. I said it... I said it... Somehow, it feels like a huge weight lifted off my chest.

Slowly something Bianca said to me, just before she left for her quest, came back.

~0~0~0 Flashback 0~0~0~

"You're leaving." I deadpanned at the time. Bianca's hair was tucked under a small archer's hat. I noticed little things like that about her at the time.

"You don't need me anymore." she turned to me as she said it. "And I need to be me instead of your sister."

"B-but." my voice was cracking, "I... will I ever see you again?"

She smiled at me, the glow she gained from becoming one of them was more prominent, "Who knows, Nick. One thing's for sure, someday you'll find someone. Someone who'll be me for you. In fact, more than me probably. Someone you'll care about more than anything. I decided I can't have that anymore, Nick, but I know you'll have that."

~0~0~0 End Flashback 0~0~0~

And there she is, the person Bianca was talking about. Right in front of me. How strange that, other than the black hair and sometimes stubborn attitude, Alisa's probably an opposite of Bianca.

Where Bianca hid her resentment, her sadness for me. Alisa let everything out. So this time, I did the same for Alisa, I let everything out.

000 Alisa 000

His words echo in my head, bouncing off every cell in my brain.

My eyes are closed and I could feel him pulling away slowly. Quietly. Silently. Completely noticed by me. From the way his hair brushes against my cheek to the soft, warm breaths... I notice it all right now.

How cruel the Fates are. They just love bringing irony, don't they?

Nico and I... How can I ever accept that? I might accept him as my friend, but the one I'd give my heart and soul to? How? No matter what he'll be linked to the event that ripped me apart.

Fates are cruel indeed.

Because even with those thoughts in mind, the moment I open my eyes, a single glance at Nico's dark eyes pulled me by my end-strings. A single glance at the eyes that used to be so guarded and unyielding, that are now open, hopeful, unbelievably beautiful... I'm unraveling. My heart appearing under the unraveling shield of so-called "logic".

"I love you too."

My lips spill out the words and I can see Nico's eyes come closer... closer...

My own eyes close as I feel his lips touch mine. I can feel a smile appear as he kisses me.

My heart was unraveling. All I can feel is joy.

~0~0~0~0~0~0~

We decide to stay in the field the rest of the day. Just lying on the sot grass.

"Heh..." Nico chuckles softly.

I look at him from my spot, "What is it, Hellboy?"

"I remembered why I'm even here in the first place." he answered, and similarly, I'm reminded I'm supposed to have a mission.

"Yeah?" I say calmly, "What is it."

"I'm supposed to look for this evil dead guy." he says, "Part of his soul escaped the Underworld."

I snort and tease him playfully, "Well, apparently, you haven't made progress 'cause you spent too much time ogling me."

"Heh," he turns to me and leans in, "Strangely, I don't really care."

"Hmmm..." I hum as he pecks my cheek, "However, I'd care very much if your father kills you."

He nods and gives me a serious look, "Then, I will take my task seriously for you, my lady."

I laugh, "Shut up, dork."

He grins, "No way if I can make you laugh."

So we just ramble on like that for the rest of the day, forgetting about what we were sent here to do in the first place. As we lie in the grass, I'm completely happy.

So why do I feel like something's going to go wrong soon?

000 Voldemort 000

I can feel her heart soften as she reveals her true feelings for the dark boy.

I laugh silently, my plans are coming together... Oh, how unfortunate this girl is. A tragic story, one I can somehow connect with. Lost parents... unforgiving peers.

However, this cannot stop me, the Dark Lord, from coming to power. No, no, no.

Luckily for me, that silly Titan wasn't too protective of his secrets. The soul-binding and body-shifting magic he used on that blonde boy has proven to be quite useful. Now, I know the girl's thought... most importantly, I know her desires.

Now that her true feelings are revealed to herself, the boy will be most useful.

My domination over the Wizarding World is close at hand. Yes... yes... I can wipe out those stupid muggles and muggle-borns in the power of the girl's pinkie finger!

Yes... yes... all I need to do is get the rest of myself free. My control will be complete then. My power is lacking right now. But, what did I expect? I am only an eighth -an eighth!- of my true being. This would have been enough if that cursed Potter didn't attack me with myself in him.

And, anyway, how could I leave a part of me behind? I, Lord Voldemort, am destined to rule. No part of me should be held back! Not even a quadrillionth! For my victory over those filthy mortals to be complete, my victory over the world my mudblooded father lived in, I should be complete when ruling.

I am Lord Voldemort, the realm of death cannot stop me. So close...

Ha... haha... hahaha! Yes, the world of perfection is so close at hand!

My soul... Yes, the boy will prove most useful. Very, very useful indeed.

Now... to hone my plan on unraveling the girl... Unraveling her until she has no choice but to obey me.

No choice unless she wants her loved one destroyed... most useful.

A/N: Look! A rare early chapter appeared! Woohoo! Now... since I was nice... can you guys review?