A/N: Once again, thank you to everyone that favourited, followed, reviewed, and read this story. It means a lot. I think this story is complete, so, yeah. Let's also hope I pass my test tonight.

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Chapter Three | This Is Happening

Only Nico and Frank left ...

Once Will departed out of the Hermes cabin, he considered waiting for a few minutes. All of the walking didn't make him tired (that much), but he didn't want to encounter anymore cabins.

Percy, Jason, and Leo were now sitting in front of the Poseidon cabin, playing some card game. Their smiling told the son of Apollo that they were good-natural about the whole finding thing, which was a relief. Jason was competitive, but once it was over, he went at ease.

Ares cabin? That might be too obvious for Frank. But still... Will seriously hoped that none of the half-bloods there would maim him. He knocked on the door for politeness before he stepped in, and the few demigods that were there gave a nod, but went back to sharpening their weapons (one looking at a manual that was read upside-down).

"Oh, man, it sucks that the Dining Pavilion now has a new rule," a guy with shaggy bangs said.

"Hm, well, many demigods suggested it to Chiron and Dionysus," another person said, who was reading the manual upside-down. However, she wasn't even looking it anymore; she was bored and looking for something exciting.

"What new rule?" Will asked, interested.

The guy scoffed. "Y'know, cabins coming in. New seating arrangements."

"Oh." Will didn't think that sounded so bad—he was still thinking of a way to get Nico to sit beside him when eating. "Well, Frank's not here, so bye."

Just as he said that, the girl perked up. "Oh, I saw him! I think he went to the—"

"Ah, no, you don't need to—we're playing hide-and-go-seek."

"Hide-and-go-what?"

"Never mind." Will went back outside, exhaling slowly. Even though it was the first hour, he wanted to find everyone, especially if the hiding demigods were in some place bad. He did a quick check on the cabins, but it was starting to be pointless if it was scanning.

Dining Pavilion? Big House? Maybe—Will slowly grinned. He had a really, really good feeling about the infirmary. As he practically ran inside, he saw his siblings were moving around, checking up on patients.

He made a check-up on some patients, half inspecting to see if it was Nico, and helping with the diagnosing. He heard a soft laugh, and he whirled around suspiciously.

"Nico," he warned, "if you keep laughing, I'll know where you're hiding." The mysterious voice went silent once again, and Will peeked under the beds. He could sometimes sense Nico's presence, which seemed to wave off melancholy and pain. And Will did everything to make Nico happier. But it wasn't something that could go away easily.

He bit his lip, feeling sadness wash over him. He always cared about Nico—it wasn't a big secret. When he finally had the son of Hades open up to him, it was the greatest feeling of pride ever. Because Will never wanted to lose the demigod's trust. In fact, if Will had to lose his memory, the only thing he didn't and never wanted to forget was meeting Nico di Angelo.

"Will? Are you okay? You look sad."

The voice made Will's pulse go quicker, and straightaway he knew that it was, in fact, Nico. "Yeah, Death Boy. Do you mind telling me where you are so I can tell you something?"

There was silence once more, until Nico popped up from a nearby bed. The shadows always seemed to conceal him, and he highly contrasted against the white room.

"I don't know why I couldn't see you. Especially when I know that you're somewhere nearby." Will's gaze softened.

Nico walked in front of him, a smirk playing on his lips. "I'm like a ghost, Solace."

"But you're never forgotten. You'll always be with me, right?"

Nico considered this seriously, expression solemn. "Yes."

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The game ended when Will tried to find Frank. Even though the son of Apollo was determined, he decided to quit ahead, especially when he wanted to talk with Nico more.

"Seriously, I would have never found you." Will looked impressed. Frank had come out of the woods, probably hiding behind the trees. Given his height, though, if Will actually searched, there would be a good chance of spotting.

"That's because you're scared," Nico said, matter-of-fact. He was the one who called for Frank out of the hiding place, reporting that the game was finished.

"Am not! Is it my fault that I find that place so . . . strange?" Skeptical looks were given to him.

Once all six demigods were reunited—the rest still in front of the Poseidon cabin—Leo leapt to his feet, clearly eager for the results.

"Frank Zhang is the winner," Will said.

Leo pretended to look outraged by this, but patted the son of Mars on the back. "Nice. Who knew you could hide so well? It seems that I have underestimated Frank Alfred Zhang."

"Uh, my middle name is not 'Alfred'."

"Okay, what do you want me to do?" The son of Apollo interrupted, trying to set on a pleading look for nothing humiliating or troublesome.

"Easy. After having a discussion with Leo, Percy, and Jason, our plan is set in motion." Frank paused for suspense (which failed, because Percy had a huge goofy grin plastered on his face). "You gotta kiss Nico. On the lips."

"Wait—what, uh? Oh, okay. I can do that." Will's face flamed red, highly contrasting against his tanned skin. He nudged Nico by the shoulder. "Di Angelo? I'm going to kiss you."

"Yeah." Nico swallowed, trying not to hold his breath. Wait . . . I'm not ready yet. But it's Will! He understands me. But what if our relationship is affected? Does he think I'm disgusting? His internal thinking was agonising. In short, he only had one thought, albeit a thought that was going to make him think and wonder and probably even dream about: This is my first kiss. Oh gods. I knew I should have eaten a mint earlier. Hm, I wonder if Leo has any—

"Just for the record, I swear that I had nothing to do with this. Although, I don't mind . . . kissing you," Will said, rubbing his neck. "I really like you. You're funny, smart—and really, are you okay with this?" Nico nodded, afraid his voice would come out croaky. "I don't want this to change us negatively. You are someone I always want in my life, and I swear that if you start avoiding me, I'll—"

"Get on with it!" Leo yelled.

Nico smirked, as he and Will shared a knowing look. Together, Nico shadow-traveled them both to the Hades cabin, standing behind the doorway, with no other half-bloods in view, and the Healer already leaned in, lips locked.

And lets just say that it was one of the most greatest feeling ever. The one that made you silently scream that yes, you've just been kissed. And yes, this was happening.

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.

.

Regrets are made

and the pain stays.

The feeling of hope

lingers for a while—

until suddenly, at a

fleeting moment—

it all goes away.

So you try to hold on

a little longer.

Just for that one

moment of happiness.