Chapter One

Where was I? Why was the place so familiar to me, what was going on? Was this a dream, or another damned nightmare? Everything was so foggy, dreary and wet, I could make out a few silhouette of people in the distance and a playground? I stopped, this seen was always playing through my head every since that day. That freaking day, it wouldn't stop haunting me would it?! At this point I was counting down in my head, waiting for the gun shot and not moving a freaking inch.

Seconds passed, I waited and waited only to hear a ringing phone. Slowly I opened my eyes, what the hell was a ringing phone doing in my dream? Then again, why was I complaining for once there was a nice surprise. Or so I had hoped, after hearing a gun shot I woke up, short of breathe as exhaustion and annoyance were already setting in.

"One damn night, I would like to have one decent night of sleep…" I muttered to myself angrily before picking my phone up.

"Ciao, who are you and what the hell do you want?" I asked sleepily.

"Nice Lovino, real nice kid… Normally I wouldn't be talking to you and Ludwig would be scolding you-

"Get to the point Gilbert!" I snapped at him through the phone.

There was a long silence, that prick was stalling. I wasn't in the mood for this, why couldn't hurry the hell up already?! Another minute passed and now I was listening to Gilbert bicker with Ludwig on the other side of the phone. 9:30, We should have been gone and at the office a hour and a half ago. All I could think at that point is if Ludwig got pissed off at us for being late I would so blame his sorry ass.

"Gilbert oh my freaking god, what the hell is wrong why else are you calling me?!" I shouted through the phone, again it was silent.

"..It's not good Lovino….Your not going to like what I'm about to tell you." Gilbert paused again before saying." Francis Bonnefoy at this moment is considered missing in action."

I know I never really go along with Francis, but that still hit me hard. He was supposable coming back tomorrow, why couldn't the bastard stay alive or not missing long enough to get back?! Feliciano, w-what was I going to tell him? My stupid younger brother was attached to everyone that was left of our family in the current nation we were at. This would crush him, damn it I didn't want to see him like that. Every time he got up set I felt so fucking guilty, it was so freaking annoying! Yet, I still tired to help him when he was like that, at least most of the time.

"Lovino….I'll give you guys some time.. see you later." Gilbert told me.

I wasn't about to cry, the bastard was probable alive, walking in the streets drunk and flirting with every girl he saw! He was fine! At least…I made myself believe he was fine what if he wasn't? I was over thinking everything now, maybe it was better I got dressed or tired to occupy my mind with something else. Anything but what Gilbert had just told me would be awesome, for a lack of better terms.

After I had gotten dressed and stepped out of my room a chill went through me. Something wasn't right, but what was it? This was going to drive me freaking nuts until I figured out what the hell was wrong. Quickly I ran down stairs, nothing seemed out of place but one picture frame. My immediate thought was to grab a hand gun and go through the house, but nothing else was bothered. In complete silence I walked over to the picture to find a little camera sitting on top of it.

Someone had been watching us, but for how long? The freaking thing was painted to look like the frame and everything surrounding it. That was the most annoying and disturbing thing right there and then. Basically, they way I viewed it was some bastard had been watching us, god, someone needed to get a life. At least all the little camera's were down stairs before I took the liberty in destroying every single one of them.

Few seconds after that I headed back up stairs to get Feliciano up when I heard someone back down stairs. That, was not a freaking option right now. I headed to my room, grabbed a gun headed back down stairs and let the games began. So far, I found no one and nothing until I turned at one corner of the house. A person, he was at least as tall as Feliciano and blonde from what I could see since his back was turned to me.

"Hey you! 1, don't move, 2 who the hell are you?" I asked him coldly.

He didn't answer, no instead he took a step away from me then stopped when he heard the click of my gun. The house was so still , quiet and full of tension. Without a single warning he slammed me into the wall and kicked my gun away after bashing my head into the wall. Freaking bastard was going to pay for that one, but when to attack him I found myself almost looking in a mirror. This kid, he was a blonde and red eyed version of me.

After he realized that I had seen him, tears spilled from his eyes before he pushed me back and ran off. With my throbbing head, I quickly followed him out of the house gun and all. As soon as the sun hit me I aimed straight a head, but the little prick was gone. Where the hell could he have gone, and what the hell was that about?!

That was it, now we needed some answers. It was a little to much of coincidence for Francis to go missing then all of that. Some was behind this, and that was painfully obvious. First thing was first, I had to get Feliciano up and going. Quickly I ran back up the stairs, opening his bedroom door when my phone rang again. Who ever was calling really wanted to get on my nerves, but they would have to wait.

"Feliciano get your ass up were late as it is!" I snapped leaning against the door frame.

He was awake, but he was getting up. God damn, I didn't have time for this nor did he! I grabbed a pillow that had mysteriously ended up on the other side of his room and threw it at him. Feli sat there shocked for a few seconds before looking up at me.

"…Feliciano, now." I hissed before walking out of his room. "I mean it!" I shouted over my shoulder.

My phone had stopped ringing for the third time now, I expected it to be someone from the agency but the number wasn't familiar. Now things were getting weird, there was no point and waiting to get to the office now. With an annoyed sigh I called Gilbert back, I really didn't want to deal with that other bastard. He always got on my nerves by just looking at him. The phone ringed a few times before he actual picked up the other side of the call.

"Ciao, Gilbert we have a problem." I said before he had the chance to speak.

"What kind of problem, what happened? Wow how the tables have turned in the past hour." Gilbert snickered.

"Some one bugged the house-" I paused when I heard Feli up stairs shouting 'fratello.'

What did he want now? A few seconds later the sound of someone crashing into a wall came from the middle of the stairs. The stairs in this two story house went with the walls, not straight out like other stairs cases. And from the sound of it, Feli had found one of those walls. I groaned, I couldn't believe him at times.

"What the hell, ugh hold on a sec I think our little Italy just busted his head open and broke a wall in two..." I hissed to Gilbert and set my phone down on the counter.

Annoyed I trudged up the stairs to were my idiota brother sat against the wall holding his the back of his head. I tried not to glare when he gave ma his nervous laugh, not that it really worked though. Still I helped the klutz to his feet then walked off only to stop once again!

"Feliciano Vargas! I swear if you do not get dressed in the next ten minutes you will regret it!" I snapped at Feli then picked my phone back up.

"Kesese. You were saying something." Gilbert laughed.

"Si, how much I hate you..anyways there was a person in our house, do ya get it now moron? This happened within that little half hour after you called me." I informed Gilbert.

"You think someone's behind all of this…I had a feeling.." I heard him mutter.

What was he talking about, did he have a similar issue too or did he actual use his mind to figure something out. I really wanted Feliciano to hurry up, with everything that happened this morning I wanted answer pretty quickly. Where did Gilbert go this time?!

"Gilbert, did you finally die on everyone?" I asked

"Kesese, no! I'm too awesome to die, but I did get someone to look into Francis disappearance and what happened this morning." Gilbert told me being so serious all of the sudden.

Why did he look so much like me, that didn't make much sense at all. I was so tired, why couldn't this all wait after everyone got some sleep? Antonio, I wondered if he would be alright, we hadn't heard from him in at least three years. I guess we deserved that after joining the same agency that let our parents die. It has been so a long time, since their murder, I guess it was a good thing Feliciano was to young to remember much. So long, why now what if the same person that possibly took Francis out was, no that couldn't be possible, could it?

"Lovino? Hello Erath to Lovino are you still alive?" Gilbert called into the phone.

"What, ah si si." I muttered.

"Where did you go? Wonderland?" Gilbert laughed, I felt like throwing this phone across the freaking house at this point.

"Hell no…someone was in our house." I told him

"What?! What do you mean Vargas?" Gilbert asked, I rolled my eyes. Why else would I be calling him, he was one of the many people that got on my . .

"Feliciano hurry up." I shouted up the stairs before stepping outside.

The sun was so bright that morning , it was a bit hot too. Still there was no time to look around or melt in the sun, not with what had happened earlier. I had forgotten that I was on the phone with someone when I walked up to my car and heard Gilbert talking to his younger brother. I never really understood how Antonio, and Francis were such good friends with Gilbert., it was really confusing especially when they started to argue.

"Anyways, you were saying something Lovino?" Gilbert asked.

. "C-comeing!" I heard Feliciano faint muffled call as I climbed into my car.

"Si, the person that was in our house he looked familiar either that or I was half asleep. Has anyone else had any intruder issues lately? " I asked Gilbert.

"Well aside from Francis, and we know how that may or may have ended then one other frei-I mean person." I stopped, he almost said friend, but why would he have…Antonio.

"You talked to Antonio?" I asked him, though I think to everyone else it sounded like shouting. I could tell when I looked up and saw a few people at our neighbors house look over at me. Did they have to look over, especially their kid , all I wanted to do was stop blushing at the time.

"Well maybe….I mean-

"Gilbert I swear, if you don't stop with the freaking mumbling I'm going to make you pay!" I snapped.

"Okay, ja ja I talked to him. He didn't want you two to know. You know his trying to protect you guys' right?" Gilbert asked me.

I fell silent, like hell he was. And how was he doing that, he wasn't even living us to keep an eye on us. He had left after Feliciano had decided to follow in our footsteps, did any of want that after what happened to mama and papa. Hell no! But we weren't about to walk out of our house and not look back, like he was going on some sort of strike. That was going to help the kid so much! Damn it Antonio, what the hell is wrong with you.

"Fratello I can't get the trunk open, I have too much stuff! Could you pl-" I rolled my eyes before pressing the button that un-locks the trunk.

"Grazie!" Feliciano called to me.

I went to say something when my car quaked after Feli tossed things in then slammed the trunk. Was he kidding me right then and there he should have known by of what and what not to do. I watched him as he climbed into my car before Gilbert said something.

."Yo, are you really that pissed off at me?" He had asked.

"No..I'm just thinking." I lied, I was pretty pissed off, but my mind was set on other things.

However when Feliciano climbed into the seat I glared, if he cherished life he would not slam the car door. He gave me one of his shaky smiles as he reached for the door. And there it went, I didn't know if it was accident or not but did it really matter. I was once again, or more like more pissed off then before. After that Feliciano put his seat belt on avoiding looking at me at all cost. Smart boy.

"Am going to have to call you back Gil." I hissed ending the call with a small click then shutting his phone,.

"Ha,ha Italia." I hissed as I watched my younger brother struggle a weak smile. I The on way to really freak him out was to also us his neck ame that mama had given him when we were younger, and she did the same thing I was doing.

"Ye-yes fratello?" Feliciano asked me, well he was kind of facing me but his eyes were slid shut very very tightly. Anyone could see my stupid younger brother was terrified.

I drew in long sharp breathe before looking at him again. It was best to sound at least a bit calmer, I mean was it really that big of a deal. I stopped, yes yes it was and Feliciano understood why I treated it the way I did.

"What did you just do?" I asked Feliciano managing to sound perfectly calm and the closest I will ever get to being happy.

I felt my mouth curl into a wicked smile before Feli opened his eyes. No doubt I looked beyond pissed. Maybe I took it a little to far when Feliciano tried to back away, it wasn't my damn fault he was so freaking easy to frighten. I sighed, in meanwhile I realized that Feliciano had forgotten his tie I pulled him forward by his collar despite pulling back in fear.

"I am sorry fratello!" Feliciano instantly cried out

I loosened my grip, I wasn't really going to hurt my younger brother, why the hell would I actual hurt him? Then again lately my temper had been a hell of a lot worse sense I wasn't sleeping a lot at all. There just so many freaking things on my mind on top of the really weird nightmares that it would keep me up all damn night. I sighed once again before actual opening my mouth to speak.

"Italy, where's your tie?" I asked, Feliciano started to fidget a bit as he laughed very nervously. I just glared at him.

"I must have forgot it I-" Feliciano stumbled over his words, it was hard to watch. Quickly I slid off my own tie and pulled him forward as I put it on him. I sat back in my own seat as I fussed with my collar when I realized he was just staring at hm. What was wrong with me doing nice for the idiot?

"Stop gawking already..Damn." I hissed, and then started the vehicle.

Lovino Vargas, that was the name on my birth certificate and id, I was in a sense one of the middle children of this screwed up family. I helped Francis Bonnefoy take care of Feliciano, and now hide yet anther possible another family members death. Were was freaking Antonio when you really needed the bastard? None the less, as it were some screwed up tradition, every single one of us have dealt with a certain agency. One of which were are or were elite agents, it had been like this before and after our mama and papa…..had been killed….Why were we born is such a crappy world?

"….Hey, fratello?" Feli asked quietly.

"Si.." I replied at least five minutes later.

"…What's bothering you, earlier back at the house it looked like you were about to….." Feliciano started to ask me before trailing off

"I was about to what? Come on Feliciano spit it out already." I growled starting to get agitated again.

Feliciano looked at me, he seemed concerned about something or someone but that didn't stop him the next words out of his motuh made me freeze:" Why did it look like you were about to cry? Are you about to cry now?"

I tensed a lot when Feliciano asked me that, I kept my gaze out at the road. Was I that obvious? What the hell was I going to say? God damn it Feliciano why did he have to curious and concerned everyone? It was like he was looking out for everything in the world.

"Fratello, pleas tell me" Feliciano pleaded.

"Shut up Feliciano." I hissed at Feliciano, but something, call intention, that he was not going to back off yet.

"Come on, you can tell me." Feliciano tried once again.

"Hell no, you'll find out later! And even then you won't like what you hear so just-" One second, one freaking second I take my eye of the road and everything go's to hell in a hand bag.

"Lovino look out!" I heard Feliciano shout

Quickly but violently, I managed to swerve out of the way completely avoiding the truck as it drove past us. The car, I had lost control and we were spinning out of control, but shortly after that I had regained control again. My stomach was in tight knots as I looked over at Feliciano. He looked how I felt, very sick and ready to vomit. At least he was alright and he did warn me, I was thankful for that much but not what followed. The second I heard the wailing of sirens I kept hitting the steering wheel with my fore head. The world had to be fucking kidding me that day!

Again I forced myself to calm down, being overly pissed off and aggrieve towards the nice police people wouldn't get me any where. I felt the color drain out of my face when she knocked on the widow, I was screwed. Quickly I rolled the window down and gave our friendly officer a smile, at least it wasn't a guy.

"Yes, officer?" I asked in a calm, normal tone.

"I'm going to have to ticket you after that little trick back there. Can I see your license and registration please?" She asked.

"aha, uno minuti please." Did I always have to go Italian in certain situations, it was really freaking annoying.

I rolled my eyes, she was confused all well.

"Okay Lovino Vargas, would you care to explain to me what happened?" She asked again.

"Fratello doesn't know how to drive.." I heard Feli mutter under his breathe, I gave my younger brother an icy glare.

"Excuse me, would you like to drive?" I asked him, my tone dripping with sarcasm.

"Si, we might actual get there some what on time!" Feliciano snapped at me, oh he did not just go there!

"Haha, hell no. In your dreams Feliciano." I replied.

"Boys, are you two done? Hey, kid who are you?" She asked my stupid younger brother, why couldn't he keep his mouth shut!

"…Feliciano Vargas.." Feliciano sighed before looking out side his window.

"Shouldn't you be in school ?" The officer asked Feliciano, I pinched the bridge of my nose as I thought for a few seconds then got an idea.

"Ah, signora please, it's the kids sixteenth birthday give him a break." I lied.

"Oh…you know what he was driving on the wrong side anyways; you two go ahead well I go catch that moron." She said handing my id back. That was annoying and a waste of time.

After all that and the officer had left us I was do out of there. I barely missed that one, how did that even work?! I stopped questioning any of that, there was nothing to worry about now and that was fine with me. Now it was time for the longest freaking drive now that I had been stopped. We weren't going to hear the end of this if it was up to Ludwig, but no way in hell would it be. I had things to figure out before anything got worse.

The other half has been started and has things are starting to fall together.