CHAPTER 1: Reason
The sunny countryside whizzed past as Lovino Vargas sat in the back of his grandpa's old, beat-up truck. He watched the multitude of plantations as the drove on the bumpy dirt road, and with each farm they passed, the more Lovino hated the idea of ever living on one of the stupid things.
Of course, Lovino had nothing against farms, or animals. In fact, he was quite fond of the horses and cows that lived there, he always had. It was the fact that now, after living twelve years of his life in the nice little suburbs of a little town of Italy, he was forced to move with his Grandpa and twin brother Feliciano all the way to the backwater city of Galicia, Spain. He was forced to abandon the few close friends he had, forced to leave his school and education, and work on a farm for the entirety of his conscious childhood. That is what made the farms so incredibly stupid.
"Look Boys!" Lovino tore away from the scenery at his grandfather's exclamation. "There it is. Our very own ranch."
Feliciano practically jumped out of the car at these words, trying to get a better look at the exciting new home. Lovino only rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation. But as the crunch of gravel under slow-moving tires became audible, his curiosity peaked, and Lovino just had to see the house.
It was a nice house, neither too big nor small. Its sky-blue walls seemed freshly painted, and its wooden porch was in good shape, with a small hammock of to the right side of it. Large swaths of orange trees shaded the house, giving it a quaint, peaceful feel.
The car rolled up, and as soon as the wheels stopped turning Feliciano was up and out of the car and already opening the wooden front door. Lovino grumbled, wondered how in the world his brother could be so energetic and childish sometimes, and slowly trudged out of the car. He walked around to the front of the vehicle, and started when his Grandpa clapped a giant hand on Lovino's scrawny little back.
"Why not bound on inside and take a look at the place, Lovi?" he asked, smiling.
Lovino grimaced, shrugged his shoulder, and replied with an acute "Whatever". Though he was curious, he wasn't about to let that stem his grudge against the move. His Grandpa frowned and just pushed Lovino forward.
"I'll deal with the movers and whatnot. You stop frowning. Be a bit like your brother for once!"
Lovino pasted a plastic smile on his face and started towards the front porch. As he walked up the porch steps, he heard the bounding of his brothers light footsteps as he ran to the door. Feliciano's face appeared in the doorway, his light auburn hair all-aflutter.
"Hey, Hey Lovi! Come check the place out its so cool! We each get our own room and everything, and the backyard is ginormous! Plus, there's a whole orange orchard in the back, and horses! Lovi there are pretty horses already here for us. " With each sentence, Feliciano's smile became impossibly larger, and it was slightly infectious. Lovino smirked a bit, and followed his brother inside.
"Horses did you say? Did you say hello without me? And did you take the best room so help me god you better not have you little turd!" Lovino laughed and rustled his brother's hair, and bounded through the house, searching for the way to the bedrooms. He soon came upon a small staircase in the back-left of the house, barked a victorious laugh, then bounded up the steps two at a time. He could hear his brother's laughed and call to wait up as he reached the top
"Come on you lazy slowpoke!" Lovino called out. Feliciano finally reached the top, just slightly out of breath, and laughed.
"Lovi you meanie you left me." Lovino smirked, turned around and walked down the hall, peeking inside the doors looking for his room. The hallway stretched out for at least four rooms, bathrooms included, till at last Lovino reached the last door on the right. He opened it, and slowly walked inside.
The room was painted a soft green, with a darker green border across the top near the ceiling. The carpet was soft and beige colored, nice and simple. There was a single bed in the left hand corner, quilts draped over the end of the mattress. There was a deep mahogany colored vanity dresser in the right, and next to that was a window that had the perfect view of the farm and the stables outside. Lovino suddenly felt a rush of emotions, and sat down quickly on the bed. Feliciano walked into the room, and noticing the sadness on his brother's face, hopped onto the bed next to him.
"Why do you look sad, Lovi?" He poked Lovino's cheeks, hoping for a response. "Is it the room? Are you still upset about the move? Why?" Lovino simply looked down, not saying a word. Feliciano had a rush of understanding, and lightly hugged his brother. "Oh. It's mom right? You miss her? The room reminded you of her somehow right?" Feliciano felt his brother's head nod. "Don't worry Lovi, I'm sure mom's up in heaven, laughing at all the jokes with papa and eating a never-ending supply of pasta!" Lovino's chest shook with small fits of laughter. Feliciano let go, and gently moved to face Lovino. "I know the move sucks, and I know that we only did it because they die- because the left us. But this will be fun! I know it will! We have our own rooms, our own horses and everything! So come on, cheer up! "
Lovino gave a little laugh and nudged his brother's shoulder. He looked up rolled his eyes and jumped off the bed. "You optimistic weirdo. But yeah, you're right. Let's try to have some fun here."
~Hello, it is I, Silvermirror. Just wanted to say, if you are reading this, then thank you very much! It's my first real shot at writing a fan fiction so yeah it's gonna pretty much suck. But any and all reviews would be wonderful! Have a wonderful day/night and thank you once again!
Also its much longer when written down ^.^; eeh shooortness.
(Sorry for the ooc-ness in Lovi, he'll be himself in the next chapter hopefully ^.^)