A/N: Since I don't have Microsoft word on my laptop I have to find alternate ways of getting my work here since typing it straight on isn't working... Anyway, enjoy.

Nico was discharged from the infirmary later that night after he insisted he felt fine. He had missed capture the flag and dinner, but that didn't really bother him. Food was never his main priority, and he'd had enough war games to last a lifetime. After pulling off his jeans and stumbling into his coffin in his cabin, Nico felt restless and he couldn't get his mind off Will.

Why was Will acting so strange around him? And what did that hug mean? No one even really touched Nico, let alone full blown body contact. But Nico couldn't help but look back of the memory of Will's arms around him and blush, his stomach flipped. It felt nice... really nice. Will did something strange to Nico. It wasn't like Percy. Nico knew he was attracted to the son of Poseidon, he felt tingling when he touched him and missed him when he wasn't there. Well, not anymore. But with Will it was different. Nico had never really paid attention to the son of Apollo before, of course he was good looking but that wasn't all Nico was interested in.

It was the breath he took before he charged into war. His super sonic whistle that could knock people straight out. It was the way he refused to give up even when he was already down. IT was the way he cared about everyone else's health before his own. He could light up a room with that stupid grin of his, and gods he was brave. He was shy and silly and stupid and he made Nico feel more a part of anything than before. Granted he'd never fit in with the seven but at least now he felt wanted. When he told Will he was leaving camp Will sounded so genuinely hurt Nico wasn't used to it.

And it scared him.

Of course he was frightened. Who wouldn't be? Trying to stop the world from total destruction is one thing. But being interested in a teenage boy? When you are also a boy... Is completely terrifying.

These thoughts sailed through Nico's head as he fell in and out of sleep. He jerked at every small sound until finally his exhausted body passed out from trying not to think.

There was banging sound and Nico snapped up grabbing his sword from his bedside table. He mumbled sleepily as he slipped out of bed and landed on the cold harm floor.

'Ouch.' Nico murmured. The banging persisted.

'You okay? I heard a crash? Are you up yet?'

Nico hauled himself over to the door and yanked it open, ready to brutally murder anyone who interrupted his sleep. The sun had just risen, setting a golden haze over the strawberry fields Nico could see from his door. The air had a chill to it and Nico consciously realised he was still wearing boxer shorts and a shirt. Will had his head cocked to the side and he was looking Nico up and down, a small smirk playing on his lips.

'Gods Will what time is it?' Nico moaned shuffling behind the door so Will couldn't see his exposed legs.

'Six am sharp.' Will smiled. How was any human this happy this early in the morning?

'What are you doing?' Nico questioned.

'You said you'd help me with training.' Shrugged Will.

Nico gaped at him. 'I did't mean at the crack of dawn, I'm not even dressed.'

'Well... put some clothes on, I'll meet you in the training field in five.' He grinned, turning away and practically skipping away from the Hades cabin.

Nico slammed he door and groaned. He pulled on yesterdays jeans a fresh black shirt- not that his outfit looked different from any other day. He went into the small bathroom and brushed his teeth before turning his attention to untamed mat of unruly hair. Nico tried to run a hand through it, but it tugged and Nico winced. He wished Bianca was here to comb out his knots. Before the thought could go any further he grabbed up his navy beanie from the side of the sink and pulled it over his head; improving his appearance by 1%.

Will didn't seem to be as emotional as yesterday. But Will was the type of person to cover what he's really feeling. Nico decided to put his guard up. He didn't need anymore confusion. He sighed and left his Cabin before walking over to wear Will was swinging his sword against an imaginary foe, but his arcs were too wide and his moves too slow and he was dangerously unbalanced.

'Whoa.' He mumbled, pulling Will's arm down before blushing and releasing him.

'You err, your moves are too wide. You need to keep closer in.' Nico mumbled, trying to show him the stance he needed to take.

Will copied him, his brow furrowed.

'Now try again.' Nico helped.

Will sliced the air in front of him, but this time his moves were slicker and he didn't stumble. He smiled and tried again, taking a few simple steps forward.

'Now when you advance, step forward with your good leg, it will give you more power behind the blade.' Will took Nico's instruction and advanced, chopping the air in front of him in one neat swish.

The younger boy coached Will in some sparring technique until Will, and Nico were breaking a sweat. Nico could feel his guard coming down. Nico even let Will fight him, working on his newer moves. Although Nico could predict Will's steps the older boy had a lot of strength behind his hit, and he almost knocked Nico down.

'You're getting better.' Nico actually found himself smiling, genuinely smiling.

'Maybe one day I'll be better than you Di Angelo.' Will waggled his eyebrows.

Nico rolled his eyes. 'Don't push it sunshine.'

He didn't know where that nickname came from and he blushed. It was nothing but the truth, Will was the sun, burning fiercely inside of Nico- waging a war against the darkness.

Will raised his eyebrows. 'Sunshine?' He questioned. He purse his lips in thought. 'I like it.'

Nico and Will laughed together, and the heavy burden on Nico's shoulders lifted a little. And it was replaced with hope.

A/N: Somethings obviously gonna have to go wrong now haha... I have the next like three chapters planned. My next update should be Thursday evening (London time). I hope you're enjoying my little old fic. :3