AN: I'm back and I don't own the characters.

WILL POV

Will was ecstatic, he had never known anyone over ten years old who enjoyed playing Mythomagic. Seeing Nico's shrine to the game made Will crush on the small boy even more.

He watched Nico as he played his round. God, he was adorable. His black-brown eyes sparkled as his character raised legions of undead armies from the ground to wipe out the monsters. He'd mutter lightly in Italian whenever he was hit. Will didn't really want to find out what he was saying.

Will's round went by fast, Nico was right, Will would never beat Nico.

When they finished their game Nico's eyes were practically laughing (Will still hadn't seen the boy laugh.) The score was 1,000 to 100. Nico won.

Will heard a soft chuckle escape from the brooding boy. It was angelic, in a way. Like a beautiful flower that only blooms for a short while.

"You should laugh more," Will said, accidentally out loud.

The shine left Nico's eyes, and they were refilled with bitterness. "No, I shouldn't. Why should I? Bianca wouldn't want me laughing at her absence." His eyes turned from bitter to sad, small tears forming at the corners.

"Who's Bianca?" Will asked. Nico looked at first like he wasn't going to say anything, but then opened his mouth.

"My sister, my real sister. She, she was the one who bought me this game and she played it with me back in Italy."

"Is she in college?"

"No, you idiot, she's dead, gone forever." Nico crumpled into a ball inside his beanbag chair. Will inched forward and put an arm over the smaller boy's shoulder.

"I'm sure Bianca would want you to be happy, not depressed." Will, his face blushing profoundly, pulled Nico into a hug. "She'd want you to laugh, to smile, to make friends"

"What do you know about Bianca?!" Will could feel Nico shaking slightly.

"I know that if she's anything like you, she'd just want you to be happy."

"I'm not like that at all."

"You make me pretty happy." Nico stopped talking, Will could feel the smaller boy's tears seeping through his tee shirt. Will wanted to hold him forever, but Nico pushed his arms away.

"We will never speak of this, capeesh?"

An: Wow, thirteen chapters in and they're starting to like each other.