I'm back because people seem to love this story and that makes me exuberantly happy! So thank you for that and for all of the lovely reviews. On that subject I also want to thank you for all the suggestions, but some of them conflict a bit, such as ongoing AU versus them turning out to be demigods.

I'm sorry narbwhal but I meant for this to be strictly mortal people. If you would like to read a demigod WillxNico story I have another one called Sunshine, Lollipops, and Shadows which I suggest you take a look into as it picks up where Blood of Olympus ends.

And 7GattiNeri, I love the idea of them getting together and of course it's going to happen, but I still want to go through the younger years a bit more- BUT I will reach that point. My idea was one chapter for every year.

AND THERE IS CUTE SOLANGELO ISH STUFF IN THIS CHAPTER!

And thank you again guys for all the wonderful reviews! So here's the next chapter.

Age: 11

Ever since Bianca died, Nico had taken on a sour tone. Will wasn't particularly happy about this, but he counted it as a win any time he could make Nico smile, or at least remove any trace of a scowl from his face. Nico was almost always quiet, but Will was used to this. Will would ramble on about the latest medical discovery, and Nico's eyes would glaze over from all the random terms.

Nico slammed the door on his locker, only to see Will standing there, a huge smile on his face. This had become a regular occurrence, but it still gave Nico a heart attack every time, and this was no exception. Nico jumped in fright and slapped Will's arm.

"How many times have I told you not to creep up on me?" Nico said.

Will began counting on his fingers, his lips moving with the numbers.

"I think that was 34," Will said completely serious.

"That was rhetorical," Nico grumbled. "And by the way, I'm supposed to be the creepy one."

"Well you're not doing a very good job," Will complained in a joking manor.

"I'm plenty creepy," Nico protested.

He gestured to the outfit he was wearing. It consisted of a black Day of the Dead tee, along with an aviator jacket, ripped black jeans with a hanging chain, and worn black sneakers. Not to mention a skull ring and his dark shaggy hair hanging over his eyes. Will leaned back and began stroking his chin, looking as though he was seriously contemplating this idea.

"Nah, not creepy in the slightest bit," Will said as he began to walk backwards towards the door leading to the buses so he could still face Nico, "And remember- movie night tonight. My house!"

"I know!" Nico yelled, "How many times are you going to remind me before you accept that fact!"

"I think that was the 34th time as well!" Will shouted as he walked backwards out the door, followed by the sound of him tripped.

Nico smiled and giggled a bit at Will's antics. Will was the only one who could give him that warm fuzzy feeling inside.

Nico always envied Will's little perfect suburban life, with the little house and the minivan. He was standing in front of said house a few hours after school, ringing the doorbell. The cheery little bell was audible from the inside, as well as a muffled 'I'll get it' from Will and a loud thump.

Will opened the door, one side of his face a bit pink from falling to the floor, with a large smile and the smell of freshly popped popcorn and butter. Friday night was movie night. Something Nico always looked forward to since he could spend alone time with Will, the only person who really made him feel better. Every week they switched houses, and although Nico had a mini movie theater in his house, he found Will's house to be a lot more fun.

Will dragged Nico inside and straight to the living room and the TV. Covering the little coffee table was the popcorn that Nico smell earlier along with so much candy Nico could already feel the stomach ache he'd have tomorrow. The two boys sat on the couch and immediately started talking. Well, Will did most of the talking, but Nico interjected a few comments here and there.

"You know, for someone who wants to be a doctor you're quite clumsy," Nico said.

Will's face turned red.

"Only when I'm on my feet," Will said.

"So you're saying you won't trip when you're in the middle of surgery. 'Oops. I just slipped and cut this red squishy thing that looks like a heart. Is it important?' Totally nothing wrong with that," Nico joked.

Will lightly punched Nico's arm, but both boy were chuckling. Will's mother walked in putting a coat on, and grabbing her purse and keys.

"So I'll only be gone for a few hours boys. And remember- the emergency numbers are on the fridge. And if you go through all of this there's more food in the cabinets. And-" she continued.

"We get the idea mom," Will interrupted.

"Thank you ," Nico said.

"Right, right. I'll just go," she said, leaving with a smile.

As soon as she was out the door Will ran over to his cabinet full of movies and tore it open, pulling out dozens of DVDs.

"So," he turned to Nico, "What do you want to watch?"

Screams blared from both the speakers and Will's mouth.

"Why did I let you convince me to watch this?!" he yelled at Nico.

Nico, just stared wide-eyed at the screen, frozen in shock and fear. He had dug towards the back of the collection of movies and found some old horror movie. After begging Will to watch it and promising to wear colorful shirts for a week, Will finally agreed and put the disc in. Now they both sat in fear that a woman would walk out of the TV screen in seven days to kill them. (A/N anybody recognize the plot?)

Blood flew in the scene and Will jumped. The popcorn bowl he'd been holding flew everywhere. He buried his head in Nico's chest as Nico hid his own face in Will's hair, both boys hugging each other desperately. Will couldn't help but notice the sharp minty smell that clung to Nico. Being here with his best friend almost made the movie bearable. Almost. But considering the nightmares Will would be having for weeks…

Nico then had the brilliant idea to grab the remote and hit stop, which wasn't too easy as Will wouldn't let go and this restricted Nico's range of movement. Neither of them moved, both still breathing heavily when as the screen went black.

Slowly, they separated, turning on every single light in the house and running into Will's room. They locked the door and hid under the covers.

"Never again," Will said, his eyes still wide.

Nico still didn't say anything. The blood. The blood in the movie. And the shattering glass. The screams. All of it was too sharp. Too real. Bianca. Watching the movie had brought back buried memories from the car crash. He hadn't shed a tear since her funeral, but they were threatening to spill over now.

Will looked at him, wondering what was happening. The symptoms reminding him of this chapter of a book he had read. It looked as though Nico was going through PTSD. But when would Nico have gone through anything so bad? And then it struck him. Before the entire thought even formed in Will's head, his arms were already surrounding Nico, and he wouldn't let go for the rest of the night. Even as they both feel asleep, curled up under the sheets, Will didn't let go of his best friend.

I'm sorry if you didn't like the ending- but I really didn't know where to go with it, so if you guys have ideas for other chapters, next is age 12, please let me know so I can see if it can be incorporated. Otherwise- please review because it makes me so freaking happy every time a new one pops up.