Broken Promises (A percico/pernico fanfic)

Chapter One

Broken Promises

Pairing: Percico, hints of Perluke/Lercy, Jasico, Leco bromance

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or PJO/HOO. If I did, well, we'll have Percico in the books. YAY! Well, no. I don't own it. So no. Aw man.

Chapter 1: Rumours

It had been months after the war.

Camp Half-Blood had held a 'Rebuildathon', along with Camp Jupiter - whom they had formed alliances with - to rebuild and renovate structures and buildings damaged by the war. The gods and demigods were finally able to enjoy some peace.

Even with the relative peace, there was still one rumour that had been flying around. No one knew who started it, but whenever the demigods worked together, they would always discuss it. And those that heard it would pass it to their friends.

"Hey, did you hear that..."

"... a certain demigod.."

"... who is a guy..."

"... not to be named..."

"... has a big crush on..."

"... Percy Jackson?"

There would always be gasps. Then the discussions would shortly follow, and names would start being said. Nico di Angelo would always hide in the shadows, silently listening to all these conversations, thankful that no one ever suspected him.

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It was summer, and most of the flowers were in full bloom. Most of the repair works were finished, and there were only a few minor issues to attend to. Both Roman and Greek demigods would hang out together, even Octavian seemed to make peace with the Greeks.

Not really though.

But at least he didn't go round yelling "kill the Greeks!" which made everything much better.

Nico enjoyed spending his time sitting around, somewhere under the shades. He watched the demigods run around, doing their errands, joking around, and maybe kissing, on a few occasions. He would also catch some girls staring at him, only to turn away shyly when he looked at them. Seeing them like this only reminded him of Percy.

Yeah, Percy did talk to him. But only as a younger brother.

He only loved Annabeth, and Annabeth only. Everyone knew that. It was all, "Annabeth, how's Percy?", and "Percy, how's Annabeth?".

Jason was a good friend, Nico had to admit. But there was just something about him that he was lacking. Nico could never place it. Maybe it was because he didn't like Jason.