Long chapter because I haven't updated in so long :( Sorry, my loves! I've been sick and then Halloween happened the week before... Which reminds, what did you guys dress up as? ;)

I was Batman. No regrets wearing boxers to school.

Yes, I am indeed a girl.

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(I fixed the problem with the spaces between paragraphs!)

Chapter #31 : Baby

~I think I'm gonna lose my mind,
Something deep inside me, I can't give up,
I think I'm gonna lose my mind,
I roll and I roll 'til I'm out of luck.
I'm feeling something deep inside,
Hotter than a jet stream burning up,
I got a feeling deep inside,
It's taking, it's taking all I got.
'Cause nobody knows you, baby, the way I do,
And nobody loves you, baby, the way I do,
It's been so long, it's been so long, maybe you are fireproof,
'Cause nobody saves me, baby, the way you do.
I think I'm gonna win this time,
Riding on the wind and I won't give up,
I think I'm gonna win this time,
I roll and I roll, 'til I change my luck.
'Cause nobody knows you, baby, the way I do,
And nobody loves you, baby, the way I do,
It's been so long, it's been so long, maybe you were fireproof,
'Cause nobody saves me, baby, the way you do.~

NICO POV

I woke up.

I threw up.

I felt like shit.

I went back to sleep.

I sweated like a pig.

I twisted in pain.

I threw up again.

I felt like shit. Absolute flaming pile of mouldy old horse shit. Nothing more, nothing less. Simple as that.

And then I passed out in bed again.

PERCY POV

"Percy, CALM THE FUCK DOWN. You're behaving like a worried housewife! He's got a flu bug, not a fatal disease, you lovesick airhead!"

I flinched at the sudden shout beside my ear. With a cringe, I stepped away from an exasperated daughter of Aphrodite and began rubbing my head, trying to rid of the high pitched ringing while juggling a tray of warm comfort foods in my free hand. Another irritating noise joined the ringing and I turned around with a scowl to find Jason with his head flung back and his mouth open in amused laughter. I couldn't believe Piper was the one screaming at me to leave Nico alone when just the other day she and the others were trying to out us to everyone. She was the matchmaking-love-girl-daughter-of-Aphrodite (even though the vegetarian girl would eat a jarful of beef covered scorpions sautéed in baby koala intestine juices than to admit it), so wouldn't this be a bonus round with extra points for me in the game of love? I just wanted to take care of my Neeks, couldn't she let me finally have that?! Geesh... There's no pleasing women.

"I think it is adorable. Aren't you supposed to take care of your partner when they fall ill?" The golden haired goddess Calypso commented innocently.

I sputtered in shock. "W-we.. Nico and I... Partn-ners... We're n-not... Uh..."

Leo cut me off by throwing an arm around his girlfriend's shoulders and grinning down at her with a sort of smug pride that made me want to all at once coo, punch holes in his eye sockets, and/or gag on my own round of vomit. "I agree with my little lady. Even though you're kind of inconspicuously suffocating and smothering Nico, it's still adorable the way you're obviously trying to hide your concern and worry for him. Dude, I'm sorry to say, but you're doing a gods awful job at playing cool and collected. Everyone can see right through that facade, man."

I smacked myself in the face and groaned. Why? Why did I have to befriend these insane people? And why did Leo have to be all... smart all of a sudden? When did that happen?! Things were changing way too fast for my liking and I guess I was just falling behind. The overwhelming feeling was finally catching up to me and I had to steady the tray of chicken noodle soup, saltine crackers, toast with raspberry-pomegranate jam, applesauce, and Frootloops in my arms from falling to the floor while I spaced out.

"Whatever, man," I played it off as coolly as I could and gripped the tray tightly in my hands, my knuckles turning white from my strong grip. "Now if you'll excuse me, you bunch of matchmaking-indecisive-frustrating-teasing-little-know-it-all-swordfish, I'd like to get this food over to Mr.Ill before I finally drop this freaking wobbly tray."
Piper, Jason, and Leo all went silent for a few moments and I took that opportunity to make my escape.
Just as I turned around, Leo cleared his throat. "So, what you were actually trying to say was that we're sharp? 'Coz that doesn't really sound like much of an insult at all, if you ask me..."

I threw my head back and gurgled out a groan of frustration.

"Take good care of him, bro," Jason said, a tiny smile tugging at the edges of his mouth, his eyes shining with sincerity.

It made me feel a strange wave of protectiveness for Nico to crash over me and another wave of appreciation for Jason as he really tried his best to get close to everyone, even a troublesome son of Hades, so he could be a loyal friend and an all around great person. I really did think of Jason as a sort of brother. Well, now that I got over my little jealous fit over him and Nico... Okay, maybe that's still going on a little, but one day I hope to really catch Nico's attention and get even closer than we were now.

"I will, Sparky." I grinned with a brave little wink.

He chuckled and walked up towards me, his face becoming a bit more serious once again. "Take it slow, alright? Don't smother him too much, as you must know, he hates feeling helpless and would do anything to rid himself of the frustration of not being able to be useful. He doesn't like sympathy, but... I don't think you've ever shown him sympathy, really. Not to his face, at least. That's kind of... really-"

"Valdreamy?"

"Leo, shut up."

"Valdazzling?"

"Shut up, Leo, and let Jace finish his little bonding speech. I really want Percy to get the girl!"

"Valdorable?"

"Leo, seriously! Don't make me kick you where your wires don't spark!"

"... Leomotional."

"Teasing hair comb, Leo, can't you pull your head out of your own little world for just a moment? It can handle you not being there for just a moment!"

"'Your own little world.' You mean... Leoapolis?!"

"More like Leopocalypse..."

"Leo, Piper," Calypso spoke up with a slight eye roll. "I'm a little new to this whole Percy and Nico 'Percico' thing... I need to know the details, I find them adorable together already, honestly. But none of us can think over your obnoxious bantering. So... Shhh!"

Piper pouted slightly and crossed her arms with a light sigh. Leo just melted into a lovesick/proud smirk and wrapped Calypso into a hug, in which she tried to hold back a smile, and failed miserably.

"That's my Sunshine!" He grinned goofily.

I almost threw up in my mouth when she once again failed to hold back a small giggle and she smirked up at him, flipping her golden braid over her shoulder.

Ugh, couples.

Jason cracked a smile. "Go get 'em, Aquaman."

He ruffled my hair playfully and I shoved him away with a chuckle, just barely steadying the tray of food in the hand that wasn't pushing Jason away from my head. He smiled and shooed me off, returning to Piper and placing a gently kiss to her temple. She gazed up through her lashes, her creamy caramel eyes filled with comfort and happiness, with a soft expression and smiled. Why did these couples have to be so fluffy and cute?!

I spun on my heels and speed-walked towards the dark isolated Hades cabin, suddenly wanting to arrive there faster than before.

~

"Hey, Nee-"

"Turn the fucking light off or I'll castrate whoever is in my cabin."
"... I'd like to keep my fun sack, thanks."

The black silk covered lump on top of the big king sized bed in the middle of the gloomy cabin shifted and wiggled until a squinty eyed son of Hades popped up from beneath the blankets. His hair was all ruffled up and sticking up everywhere in dark fluffy tufts. His face was paler than usual, his eyes were squinty and filled with exhaustion, dark circles covered the bags under his eyes, his nose was red as well as his overheated cheeks, and his shoulders were slumped in a grumpy fashion. All in all, he looked like he really could castrate me right about now.

Instead of the usual 'Percy...?', or the occasional 'I-I'm sorry', I received a croaky, "Fun sack?"

Now... I was in trouble.

"Um..." I scratched at the back of my neck and pursed my lips. "Hey, look! Food!" I thrust the tray out in front of me and waltzed further into the dark cabin.

He grimaced and scrunched his nose, recoiling back into his blankets like a vampire bat to its cave. I found it endearing how Nico was grumpy and needed someone to take care of him (no matter how much he hated it) when he was ill. Most people would probably find it irritating, frustrating, and maybe even a little disgusting. But nooo. I had to be abnormal once again and coo at the sight of a snuffly little ghost whisperer. I mean, come on.

"Nicooo," I coaxed patiently. "You're going to have to eat something eventually. Look! I made you all kinds of sick people food!"

I heard a small gurgle of a groan muffled against the blankets. My sigh was followed by a sniff from the son of Hades. I drifted over towards the coffee table near his bed, placed the wobbly tray full of contents on top of the black wood, and then made my way over to the motionless sniffling lump.

"C'mon, bud," I tried again in a light tone. "You don't have to eat all of it if you don't want to. You can stop if you ever feel queasy, y'know, so you don't blow chunks all over your cabin floor... You know what? How about I stop talking and you start eating, yeah? That sounds like a good compromise."

I small puff of air came from beneath the silk blankets. I hoped it was because he found humour in what I told him and not from upset stomach gas.

When Nico didn't reply once again, I approached him. I took a hesitant seat next to the smaller guy, contemplating my next moves. In an instant, I shrugged my shoulders and threw caution to the wind. With as much stealth I could muster, I threw myself- gently -over the black silky lump. A grunt of confusion escaped the brown eyed boy, but I just squeezed him snugly between his mattress, himself, the blankets, and me. Even though I was taking a huge risk that may put my groin in danger, I didn't want Nico to be grumpy anymore so he could eat some food. Plus, I kind of wanted his attention, was that so bad? I placed my head on what I thought was either his shoulder or his own head under the black blanket that separated us.

"Mmph..." Nico sighed. "What are you doing, Perce?"

I stuck my face in his side and my voice came out muffled. "I wanted to get your attention so you'd eat the food I made for you. Did I mention I made it for you? I made it? Yep."

A strange sound came from Nico and I frowned, pulling myself off of him slightly in concern. His head poked out of the top of his sheets and a soft amused smile graced his red lips. It had stunned me at first. It was a genuine smile, like it touched him that I would take care of him and spend my own time to do stuff for him. As I was internally purring at just how adorable, selfless, endearing, and just incredibly cozy he was, Nico recovered and his expression was back to one of exhaustion and reluctance. It made my heart hurt for some unknown reason.

With a deep exhale, his shoulders sagged in defeat. "... Fine."

I perked up. "Awesome! I'll show you what I've made."

I threw myself off of Nico with a surprising amount of reluctance that I instantly pushed away in annoyance, then hastily distracted myself with the wobbly tray, bringing the food over to Nico like the nice little housewife I might be.

~

"I've always wondered if I would be able to talk to a platypus. You know, because they're only semi-aquatic. It would be really cool. What do you think, Neeky?"

I pursed my lips and frowned in thought. Nico sat beside me, his back up against the headboard of his king sized bed, and his blankets draped over our legs. He sat quietly (lessening the irritation in his throat, my orders), his eyes wide and innocent as he munched on his Frootloops (which were possibly the only food he was honestly interested in eating at all today) and listened intently as we spoke whatever was on our mind; anything and everything. It reminded me of a lazy day, just relaxing, eating some snacks, chatting, enjoying some time without any mayhem. And, to be quite honest, I loved every bit of it with Nico, even if he was sick and grumpy.

"Well," Nico cleared his throat. "It might be possible. It's a really random and odd thought, but it's a possible one. Maybe you would only be able to talk to a platypus in water."

I hummed in response. "Yeah, sounds legit."

Nico snorted and rolled his eyes, digging into his bag of Frootloops once again, crunching on a green one. I grinned at him, then remembered like a hammer to the head something that I have been wanting to talk to him about. You know, just wanted to have his opinion on it, nothing else. I mean, I was eighteen, almost nineteen. I was a big boy. I could do this, and we could definitely figure something out about it. We could work it out together. Right?

"Hey, um... Neeky?" I began anxiously, shifting uncomfortably.

He glanced up at me and his brown eyes, splashed with gold that no one else has ever seen, turned me to mush. He blinked a couple times as a light pink dusted his cheeks, then looked down. My stomach lurched in glee. Did I make him blush?! When he glanced back up, he recovered himself and kept an innocent expression.

"Yeah, Baby Blue?"

His voice was smooth, soft, musical, and all in all enchanting. The nickname made everything so much worse. How could I have thought I would last a day, alone, with Nico di Angelo? Because I couldn't. I was sure of it. My insides were swimming and making me even more nervous for the conversation to come.

"I-I," I winced at my stutter and gained some balls, steadying my voice. "I've been meaning to speak with you about something for a while and-"

Knock, knock- Thunk.

The door to the Hades cabin opened and in came someone whom I never thought I'd seen in Nico's cabin. All I could do was stare, my eyes wide in surprise and my eyebrows furrowed in confusion and my mouth pressed into a thin line of annoyance that I couldn't finish my conversation with the son of Hades.

"Hello, Nico."

I kept blinking, as if I were seeing an illusion, but nothing changed. Why was I so surprised? I didn't know. I honestly didn't know. I guess I should have expected it sometime? It still kind of hurt my heart a bit, causing my head to swirl with all kinds of different scenarios and meanings and... Ugh. Who was I kidding? They were on a life-changing suicide quest together to save the world.
Nico di Angelo grinned beside me, his eyes shinning with a smidgeon of actual happiness.

"Reyna."

~

The way Nico and Reyna spoke, it was all very formal, to say the least. Although I did catch all of the amusement, playfulness, and even friendliness behind their words. The whole time they caught up to each other, I shifted around uncomfortably. Don't get me wrong, it was really great to see Reyna again, happy and healthy and working hard at being praetor of Camp Jupiter. It was just the curiosity of Nico and Reyna's friendship that might have bothered me a tad.

"It's been unfortunate these past few months or so, not being able to visit. When one of your friends informed me you were sick, it gave me a reason to take a short break and stop by to check on you- even though you don't need me to, I feel obliged to make sure of your wellbeing. You're my friend, Nico, and I need to make sure you're alright once in a while." Reyna said.

Since when were they friends? Nico hardly let anyone in, so how could she call him a friend? It took me years to get the guy to just trust me. And now he's smiling around Reyna. While my thoughts of jealousy bounced around in my head, the daughter of Bellona placed her hand on Nico's shoulder. He gave her thankful little smile, and I nearly lost it as my eyes grew the size of saucers. Friends, huh? Were they really just friends or something more?

Right about now, Reyna looked like that werewolf dude from Twilight, trying to get a bit closer and placing small touches to that Bella chick because he had a crush on her. I mean, what if Reyna now had a crush on Nico? Or worse: What if Nico had a crush on Reyna? He's probably not gay at all! Bi? Forget it! Maybe he could possibly be pan? But he pushes everyone away! Everyone but Reyna. He must like her. To let her in, they must have connected somehow. Something happened, and-and... My brain was about to explode.

Thankfully, I didn't have to torture myself any longer because the dark haired boy beside sneezed into his shoulder and frowned grumpily. A wave of shivers then washed over him. My eyebrows furrowed in concern and without thinking I wrapped my left arm around Nico's cold shoulders, pulling him into my side. I could just barely feel his own body cuddle up against mine. A wave of heat traveled through my body, and hopefully into his. I could see over the top of Nico's unruly dark hair, and at the black wooden chair Reyna sat in. She seemed to have this little wistful and amused twinkle in her eyes.

With her chin perched in her hand, her mouth seemed to open without her knowing. "Di Angelo, you haven't told me anything recently, but are you and Percy finally togeth-"

"How's Blackwell?" Nico cut her off quite noticeably.

I frowned at Nico's sudden curiosity. Reyna said my name and Nico's. What was she about to ask? I mean, it obviously made me suspicious of why the son of Hades didn't want Reyna to finish her question. Or maybe he just didn't want me to hear. Whatever it was, it had me as impatient as a six year old who wasn't told what their Christmas gift was before the twenty-fifth of December.

Reyna's voice faltered, then her cheeks turned a bright shade of red. "Liam Blackwell...?"

Nico raised an eyebrow. "Who else happens to have the last name Blackwell other than your new mortal fascination, Ramírez?"

"Fascination?" I asked in confusion as the Roman praetor sputtered in incredulity. "Mortal? Who's this Liam dude?"

"A few months ago, on my way back to New Rome, I ran into a fellow traveler. At first I wondered if he were an unclaimed demigod, but figured he must have been too old to not have been chosen by his godly parent. By the time I came up with the conclusion that he was indeed mortal, we've stopped outside of a cafe, and, well, he kindly offered to buy me a beverage. I couldn't decline the offer, because he was being so kind and had a forcefield of comfort that I have never felt before." Reyna cleared her throat and straightened her back out, trying to seem powerful and professional. "I might have taken an interest in him, out of pure curiosity. A few times I've walked into the small village outside of Camp Jupiter to end up running into him again. You couldn't miss his determined eyes and warm grin... But Liam Blackwell was only-"

"You're boyfriend." Nico commented smugly.

I decided to take that moment and wiggle my eyebrows suggestively, ultimately relieved that there was nothing romantic going on between Nico and Reyna. She obviously had her eyes on someone who seemed to finally be able to return the feelings. She deserved that after Jason and I. It was a win-win!

The Roman praetor narrowed her eyes but couldn't mask the twinkle of joy in her eyes or the smile that threatened to overpower her lips. She stood up gracefully and brushed off her shimmering purple cloak, repositioned her sword at her belt, and sighed.

"It's been good seeing you again, Nico, my friend," She said sincerely, as if leaving her brother after a small visit. "I would have to come back again soon and plan a day out with Piper and Annabeth as well. Oh and sorry, Percy, for your... erm... breakup."

I nodded my head awkwardly.

"Well, farewell."

She approached Nico and gave him a sideways hug, which he surprisingly accepted. I thought it was adorable now that I knew I didn't have to be threatened by Reyna stealing Nico away from me (even if he wasn't necessarily mine). At the last moment, Reyna smirk and kissed his forehead. She pulled away, her cloak spilling around her, and chuckled as she watched Nico rub at his face with a disgusted grimace.

"Ugh, ew!" He complained.

I snickered as the Roman girl waved to me, exiting the Hades cabin.

I waved back. "See ya, RaRa!"

"I will come back in there and sick my hounds on you, Jackson."

My laughter died down in my throat and I bit my tongue, sinking into Nico's sheets. The son of the death god took that moment to poke me in the cheek and snicker. I scowled at him playfully but he just popped another orange Frootloop in his mouth. I lunged out and grabbed a handful out of its box as Nico slapped my hands away, complaining that Frootloops were his favourite and if I steal one more he'd curse me and blah, blah, blah. I just sat back and popped a green fruity loop into my mouth with a satisfied (and very smug) crunch.

Seconds later, I felt four little knuckles dig into my shoulder. It left just as fast as it had come. I turned to Nico with a look of utter offence even though his punch didn't hurt at all and it was meant to be playful. Once Nico caught on to my fake offended look, he narrowed his eyes at me as they became weary and he subtly leaned away from my body, unsure of my next motives, just like a defenceless kitten before it gets involuntarily picked up by an unknown stranger.

Yup, I felt absolutely smug.

In the blink of an eye, I threw myself back on top of the brown eyed boy. I ripped his blankets off of him and then trapped him in my arms. At first he squeaked in alarm. Then he grunted about the tiny pressure I was putting on him. And then he was huffing out deep breaths of aggravation, surprise, and probably even stubbornness. All that, yet I wasn't even finished toying with him. I flipped us over on the bed in one quick movement, causing Nico to squeal slightly (which I found fascinating meanwhile he found it embarrassing), and then trapped him to my body.

Was I taking advantage of di Angelo falling ill? I sure was! But who was he to stop me from getting my inconspicuous cuddle time?

Warmth instantly spread throughout my body and I hoped to the gods that Nico couldn't feel the pounding heartbeat beneath my thin shirt. It wasn't just being able to touch Nico or the physical effect he had on my body and mind, but he also had a much stronger emotional effect on me. He made me feel safe, even when I was the one holding him. He made me have a sense of home and comfort. His smell- cinnamon vanilla -was what my heart now told me was my favourite scent, and that it was a scent that would calm me, comfort me, make me feel like I didn't have to worry about anything. Nico had so many effects on me. He didn't even know it.

He grunted and wriggled in my arms. "Perce..."

"Hm...?"

He shifted weakly, making me feel a bit concerned that he wasn't throwing me off of his bed. "M-my stomach isn't..." He gurgled softly.

My eyes widened in realisation and I let him go immediately. In an instant Nico was scrambling up and off of his bed and stumbling towards his bathroom door. As he opened the door to throw up all of the Frootloops he just ate (which would literally look like he was throwing up rainbows), I scanned his room for something I could use to help him out. As soon as I heard the gagging, I winced and sprinted for a towel, a glass of water, and even an elastic. With those items in hand, I nodded my head in approvement and rushed off into his bathroom.

It wasn't the most romantic situation: tying someone's sweaty hair up while they vomited colourful cereal over a porcelain toilet. But I took what I could get.

Once I tied up the last uncooperative bits of Nico's long soft bangs (which I found majorly attractive with the dark undercut, just saying), I placed a gentle hand on his back and rubbed it in small soothing circles.

"Shhh, it's okay, my little Shadow Prince," I murmured quietly. "Let it all out, you'll feel better afterwards. It's alright."

Poor Neeks. I knew how much he hated all of this. Not only the sickness, but feeling helpless and exhausted, not being able to control what he was feeling and having to rely on someone else to take care of him.

I sighed internally and frowned in sympathy as he panted over the toilet bowl, sweat dripping down his pale forehead. He stared at his puke like he hated it with a burning passion. I almost wanted to laugh, but I figure it wasn't the time to invision Nico decapitating a giant rainbow mush monster. Instead I grabbed the towel I brought, soaked it under some cold water, rung it out, and then began wiping up the sweat on Nico's face. He sighed quietly and the corners of my lips lifted up, knowing that I was helping him. It made me happy, really. This moment felt almost... domestic. My heart fluttered.

"Y'alright there, Neeky?" I asked softly, dabbing the cool towel on his forehead, and then placing it around his warm neck.

He frowned and huffed in reply. I still found it adorable, the way his nose crinkled and his eyebrows furrowed and his lips pouted slightly and he hunched his shoulders grumpily and... Ahem.

Nico's index finger, with his skull ring on it, pointed to my left and I glanced up in confusion. Once I saw the glass of water on the sink counter, I almost face palmed myself. I got it for him and placed it into his hands. He brought it up to his grimacing lips and took a big gulp.

"Thanks," He croaked and wiped his dark navy blue sleeve across his mouth. "I actually do feel a bit better now, like you said I would."

I chuckled lightly and wrapped my arm around his waist, helping him to his feet. While he shuffled to the bathroom sink to brush his teeth, I grabbed his empty cup of water and refilled it. I placed the cup on his little black coffee table and set out to fix the blankets that have fallen off of his bed in his race to the bathroom. I sat crisscross applesauce in the middle of Nico's big bed as I waited for him.

I took in the flickering green and black flames around his room and the darkness of it. His black wooden furniture, his kind sized bed covered in silk blankets, his dark navy velvet curtains, his light grey carpet in front of his bed, his black wooden floors, his navy blue pillow covers, his tiny black fluffy slippers, his dark wooden desk and the the matching dressers beside it. I was just glad Nico managed to change a few things since he's stayed here. It used to look as if a vampire lived in the Hades cabin. Now that he got rid of the old coffin-like bunk bed and red velvet bed covers, his room seemed a bit more welcoming.

During my observations, Nico came back from the washroom with his feet dragging and approached me. I gave him a soft smile as he knelt up on the bed, the I uttered a surprised 'Oh!' as he crawled right on top of me to the other side of the bed. Even though I was blushing like a madman, I barked out a hearty laugh as Nico snuggled into the blankets of his bed. Just as I thought, he smirked up at me and repositioned himself so that he sat up against his headboard. I followed his actions and watched him with amusement.

A sudden thought came to mind and I chuckled. Nico stared at me strangely and I smirked back at him.

"Hey Neeky?"

"Mmhm, Baby Blue?"

My smirk deepened. "Did you by any chance get your flu shot, Nico?"

His eyes widened comically. "My flu WHAT?"

I snickered and shrugged my shoulders. "Never mind, young Nico. Never you mind."

He glared at me with a little huff, his nose crinkling in the process. I giggled.

NICO POV

"So," I shifted on my mattress. "What were you going to talk to me about before Reyna visited?"

Percy's eyebrows shot up in surprised confusion, and then realisation sparkled in his eyes. All of a sudden his expression seemed sheepish a bit hesitant. It made me wonder what kind of bad news he had to tell me. Whatever it was, it had me itching to know whatever he wanted to say. I was curious person, I needed to know something someone else was trying to keep. It's just how I was, alright?

"Oh," He brought his fist up to his mouth and cleared his throat. "Right. That."

There was a moment of silence. As the seconds tucked by, my eyebrows rose with curiosity and impatience.

"'That' as in...?" I coaxed.

"Well, first of all, you know how Camp Half-Blood built a little demigod town for both camps like they did in Camp Jupiter?"

I nodded my head slowly, urging him with my eyes to continue.

"Well, uh, I was thinking... pondering... figuring... considering... de-"

"Percy."

"Right. Sorry," He offered me a sheepish smile and continued. "The point is, I was thinking that sometime really soon, I could move into town and maybe do something that I've been missing out in the mortal world, like get a job, do some more schooling since I haven't really finished it at a mortal high school, or I could just get a house, apartment, flat... whatever... of my own and still work around camp and help out and stuff. It's not like I'm totally leaving camp, either, but I'm still getting a place o my own away from the crazy campers and curfew harpies. I don't mean to hate on the Poseidon cabin or anything, but I would like to get out of there as soon as I can. It'd just be more... comfortable. On many different levels."

I blinked a few times, absorbing the new information Percy gave to me. He was going to move out of the Poseidon cabin, out of the camp part of Camp Half-Blood, and into the town? He's moving away...? Was that why he's so nervous? I bet he was just nervous of my reaction to the news. I mean, he told me that he wouldn't leave me. He promised. I just didn't-

"Now, now," He interrupted my thoughts with a serious expression. "I can those thoughts swimming around in your head and your eyebrows frowning. Now before you go thinking that I'm ditching camp or, even worse, leaving you because- so help me gods -I have promised I would never leave you, Neeky. And I'm still going to keep that. So let me finish what I'm telling you before you go off and worry about anything."

I swallowed and nodded my head, gazing right into Percy's shinning green eyes. "Continue, then."

Percy grinned. "Well... Of course, I'd be so terribly lonely all by lonesome if I lived in an apartment by myself."

I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. "So...?"

"So... Well, of course I need to interview some demigods to become my new roommate! And you just happen to be the first on the list! And the only one on the list... but that doesn't matter!" The black haired guy bit his lip and scratched the back of his neck anxiously. "Um... How does that sound? Would you like to be my roommate in the apartment? You don't have to answer right away, but-"

"Yes."

"Wha... Uh... Yes?"

"Yes."

"... Really?"

"Yeah."

"... You sure?"

"Don't make me regret it already, Jackson."

"YES!"

"That's what I said."

"No, I meant... Never mind. But this will be awesome, you won't regret a thing!"

"Hopefully I won't, Baby Blue..."

~~~

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