A/N: I am so in love with this story, and the feedback is all so positive and wonderful, so here's another chapter for you lovelies ^-^

5

Will

Will woke with something soft pressed against him. It was very comfortable, and he snuggled closer to it, yawning. He wasn't entirely sure where he was, but wherever it was, it was nice and comfortable, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to get up and face Nico and— Wait a second. Nico...?

His eyes snapped open, and Will found himself nose to nose with a sleeping Italian boy. He almost jumped, but then he remembered everything that had happened. Date with Nico... watching TV... fell asleep... Oh gods. Will's face turned a bright shade of pink and he looked around, trying to gauge his surroundings. He remembered distinctly that his head had fallen into Nico's lap, and then he'd fallen asleep. But obviously their positions had shifted during the night, because Will now slept on the inside edge of the couch, with Nico curled up on the outside, facing him, their legs tangled together, and Nico's thin arms wrapped firmly around Will's middle.

Obviously, Will's subconscious mind was out to get him.

Suddenly, there was the snap! of a camera going off, and Will's head whipped up to see a tall, pretty Italian girl snickering, holding a camera. The sound of her laughing woke Nico, and he blinked sleepily and looked up at Will through those gods be damned thick eyelashes. Will had to hold back a blush.

"Will?" Nico asked sleepily. "Wha's going on?"

"Um, I'm assuming the girl with the camera who's laughing maniacally is your older sister?" Will offered as an answer. Nico's head snapped around and his gaze turned dark, and suddenly he was running off, leaving Will shivering in his absence as he chased his sister around yelling threats in Italian. "Bianca, se non mi dai quella macchina fotografica, giuro che ti ucciderò!"

His sister—Biana, Will gathered—laughed and shouted back, "L'unico posto questa fotocamera sta andando è in nella mia stanza così posso metterlo su Facebook!"

"Non avete il coraggio!" Nico screeched and, based on his high-pitched tone, Will guessed Bianca had just threatened something bad.

"Certo che faccio vedere papà prima!" Bianca shouted in answer, and Nico's running became even more panicked as his sister flung herself around the banister and raced up the stairs.

Will could hear Nico shout, "No, Bianca, si prega di non farlo!" before his voice faded out completely.

"Well then..." he said slowly, straightening into a sitting position. "What am I supposed to do now?"

Just then Nico came storming back down the stairs, fuming and red in the face. "Stupido Bianca. Non posso credere che chiuse a chiave la porta! Idiota!"

"Um, hey, Nico..." Will said hesitantly as the boy sat down heavily on the couch with his arms crossed. "What was all that yelling in Italian about?"

"Mia sorella stupida," Nico answered, glaring at the ground. "She says she is going to post that picture to Facebook!"

"What?" Will exclaimed, squeezing a nearby pillow to his chest to stop himself from panicking. "No, she can't!" Oh, gods, Lou would flip...

"That's what I was saying!" Nico said angrily. "But she locked her door on me."

"You—" Will gulped. "You don't think she'll actually post it, do you?"

Nico slumped back against the couch. "Knowing her... it could go either way."

"Well, let's just hope she doesn't," Will said anxiously. "Anyway, I'm starving. What do you have to eat around here?"

Nico looked at him incredulously. "You're eating breakfast here, too?"

"Yes," Will huffed, standing and making his way towards what appeared to be the kitchen. "It's the least you could do."

"The least I could do?" Nico asked irritably, standing and chasing after him. "You're the one who spent the night here."

"Yes, and you didn't seem to be protesting that much, seeing as how you were hugging me like a stuffed animal!" Will snapped back, pulling open the fridge. "Quae est infernum? There's hardly anything in here!"

Nico paused. "Did you just speak Latin?"

"Immo!" Will responded, whirling around on the smaller boy. "Now, where's all the food?"

Nico held a hand to the back of his neck. "Er, well, my family isn't really skilled with cooking, so..."

Will was taken aback. His family had always been one to gather around the table and eat a huge breakfast of bacon, eggs, and pancakes, but he supposed not everyone's family operated like that. He frowned, suddenly taking notice of how thin and skeletal Nico looked. He pinched the boy's forearm. "Nico, you're so tiny! When was the last time you had a big meal?"

Nico swatted his hand away irritably. "None of your business, Solace."

Putting his hands on his hips, Will leaned forward and glared at Nico disapprovingly. The boy flinched, looking away. "Stop that! It's unsettling..."

"You need to eat something," Will insisted. "You're so th—"

"Nico."

Will jumped and spun around to face a tall, lanky man, who seemed to tower above him. He had dark hair and obsidian eyes and was dressed in a loose black robe, gray sweats, and a black T-shirt, a coffee mug with a skull on it in his left hand. Will was fairly sure his mouth was flapping uselessly, and a feeling of intimidation crept over him.

"Oh, buon giorno, papà," Nico said. Will whipped around to give him a look like, This is your dad? (Which is honestly what he was thinking.)

"Nico, who is this?" Nico's dad asked, and Will turned back around to see him giving him a curious but threatening look. Will gulped.

"This is Will Solace," Nico said, stepping up beside Will, which helped him calm down slightly, although he was still terrified. "Will, this is my father, Hades."

"Will Solace?" Hades asked, raising an eyebrow. "I know your father."

"Y-you d-d-do?" Will stuttered, wringing his hands nervously.

Hades grinned and clapped him on the shoulder, making him jump. "Oh, relax, boy. I don't bite. Your father and I are quite good friends, actually."

Surprised, Will looked up at him. "Really?"

"Yes," Hades said simply, releasing him and stepping past his son to take a seat at the table. He said nothing more, and Will looked at Nico questioningly. Nico only shrugged and sat down beside his father. Will slowly sat down beside Nico, unsure of what to do next.

About an hour later, after they had eaten—Hades ordered Chinese, because it turned out Will and Nico had slept till nearly eleven—Will amended that it was probably time for him to head home, because his dad was probably having an aneurysm.

So he stood at the door awkwardly. He kinda felt like he should give Nico a hug or something since they had just slept together on a couch all night, but with Hades creeping in the archway to the kitchen, he only gulped, said an awkward goodbye, and left.

It was only once he was halfway home that he realized he hadn't even gotten the manga.

Translations;

- Bianca, se non mi dai quella macchina fotografica, giuro che ti ucciderò! = Bianca, if you don't give me that camera, I swear I'll kill you!

- L'unico posto questa fotocamera sta andando è in nella mia stanza così posso metterlo su Facebook! = The only place this camera is going is my room so I can put it on Facebook !

- Non avete il coraggio! = Don't you dare!

- Certo che faccio vedere papà prima! = Of course, I'll show Dad first!

- No, Bianca, si prega di non farlo! = No, Bianca, please don't!

- Stupido Bianca. Non posso credere che chiuse a chiave la porta! Idiota! = Stupid Bianca! I can't believe she locked the door! Idiot!

- Mia sorella stupida. = My stupid sister.

- Quae est infernum? = What the hell?

- Immo! = Yes!

- Oh, buon giorno, papà. = Oh, good morning, Dad.