My Way Home is Through You- PJO/HOO fanfic!

Nico

A/N: Sorry about lack of updates, been busy. Enjoy!

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Nico's POV.

Nico di Angelo was tired. He rarely got any sleep, voices of the deceased buzzed in his ears every night, leaving him with possibly the world's craziest mind. Once, his father, a head of the town cemetery and funeral center, saw him digging up a grave at 3am. Nico dropped his shovel immediately and began telling his father-Mr.Hades was his name- about what they told him. They being the voices, that is. Convinced that his son was mentally off and unstable, he left him in the care of the institute down the road, entrusting his half sister Hazel with a responsibility to watch over him. Nico didn't want to burden anyone, he didn't want to be a thing on the list of people and things that stress Hazel out the most. Nico was drowning in his own remorse when /he/ came. The lights above the surface, the hand reaching out. Leo Valdez.

Few weeks later, he was playing Bullshit with Hazel and Frank- a card game that requires a good poker face and lying skills. Nico prided himself in both. Hazel fanned her face anytime anyone said 'bullshit' and said 'B.S' any time she called someone out on being dishonest.

"Bullshit!" Nico called out, slamming his deck on the table. "Complete and utter bullshit, Zhang!"

"Damn you..." Frank laughed and collected all of the cards from the center pile, adding them to his already huge deck. He didn't have a very good poker face.

"Having fun...?" Nico heard a sly voice from the doorframe. Turning, he saw Leo. Leo? That was Leo?? Leo was dressed in a casual pair of black jeans, an unbuttoned red polo shirt, and brown combat boots, laced tightly. His hands were in his pockets, but he took one out to rake through his curly black locks. Nico's face felt hot. On Leo's face was a wide smirk.

"Duhh... Uh..." Nico managed to say, mentally slapping himself in the face.

"C'mon Casper, I wanna show you something!" Leo grinned and tugged Nico by the arm, into the hallway.

Hazel and Frank exchanged glances. Hazel's lips had a small, satisfied smile on them, Frank was just confused.

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A/N: MWAHAHAHA CLIFF HANGER!!

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