Lovino walked with his hands in his pocket, his head was down as his mind raced. He stopped as he heard familiar voices, his head rose as his eyes soon spotted his brother and Antonio. Feliciano was laughing and Antonio was smiling, his hand on the younger Italians head. Lovino's fists clenched when he saw that Feliciano was holding a tomato in his hands. He closed his eyes as Antonio leaned down and pressed a kiss to his brothers lips. He felt a tear roll down his face as he looked back at the group, Feliciano looked shocked and Antonio just smiled as him, his lips moving to form words that the elder Italian instantly recognized. Antonio had told Feliciano 'Te Amo' or 'I love you'. Lovino bit his lip before seeing the Feliciano and turned, and was now looking at him with wide eyes. His eyes met his brothers before he looked away, he heard Antonio call his name, but he had already turn and started running the direction he came. Lovino heard Antonio call his name and the sound off running feet behind him, but he was more agile then Antonio or Feliciano. He took a sharp turn into the park, there wasn't many people, but it made it a lot harder for Antonio to catch him. Lovino ducked into the path through the trees, he was breathing hard now. Tears were falling freely down his face as the trees flew past him. He stumbled over a root but caught himself before he fell. He broke through the trees and slowed down to a stop. He fell to his knees at the edge of the cliff, the view was overlooking tree's and a large river. He let out a chocked sob as he tried to control his tears. He wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged himself. He closed his eyes as he heard Antonio call his name again.

"Lovi….?"

Lovino looked over his shoulder slightly, Antonio was standing at the mouth of the trail looking at him "what do you want?" he asked adjusting his position so he could pull his knee's to his chest "come to tell me what you really think of me"

Antonio walked over to Lovino "I'm sorry you had to see that" he said kneeling down and wrapping his arms around the Italian's torso "Feliciano just reminded me too much of you when I gave him the tomato. I think I did think he was you"

"that doesn't help" Lovino said looking back at Antonio "You still kissed him, Tony" he paused before looking away from Antonio. He pushed the Spaniard off him before he stood up and walked a few steps away from him, he bit his lip before he started running again

"LOVI!" Antonio cried running after him, this time he managed to catch up. He grabbed the elder Italians wrist and pulling him into his arms "Please! Don't leave"

Lovino's brown eyes widened as Antonio held him to his chest, he swallowed hard. He closed his eyes before an unwanted sob escaped his throat as tears started pouring from his eyes.

Antonio's eyes widened when he realized that Lovino was crying, this was the first time in a long time "I'm sorry, Lovi" he said pressing a kiss to the top of the Italians head "I never meant to hurt you, but…."

"but what?" Lovino asked looking up at the Spaniard, he froze at the looked he was getting from Antonio. He shoved the Spaniard away from him "Are you trying to tell me you never loved me!" he yelled, he paused as Antonio looked away from him "you only wanted me because I look like Feliciano, and he was who you were really in love with"

Antonio's eyes widened as he looked back at Lovino, the Italian looked completely hurt "Lovi! It's not like-" he started but he stopped

Lovino waited but the Spaniard just looked away "you bastard" he whispered as he turned and started walking away "I never want to see you again"

"Lovi! Please!" Antonio called after the Italian but Lovino was already gone

Lovino walked down the street, he's been walking for a few hours now. Tears were no longer falling from his eyes, but he had never felt to betrayed. He looked up at the sky as it started raining, he brought his hood up as he started back for his house. He kept his gaze down, watching his foot move with each step. He bit his lip, his eyes were starting to burn again. He had never felt so weak before, maybe it was because he had always thought that Antonio would always be there for him. Lovino bit his lip before looking up at a figure walking his direction. He ducked his head again before hearing a familiar voice.

"Fratello?"

Lovino stopped and looked up, his brother was wearing only a green shirt and a pair of shorts. He was drenched to the bone, and was shivering "What do you want?" He demanded, earning a flinch from his brother

"I was looking for you, you didn't come home" Feliciano said softly "I was getting worried"

"Are you sure? You don't want to take anything else away from me!" Lovino snapped getting a shocked look from his brother

"What do you mean, Fratello? I would never take anything from you" Feliciano said innocently, but his heart was sinking by how depressed his brother looked

"I saw you kissing Tony" Lovino said, he almost attacked his brother by how his eyes widened "and I know that Antonio doesn't love me…. He loves you! The only reason he wanted me was because we're twins!" he clenched his fists and looked down "apparently I wasn't a good enough substitute, he had to have the real thing!"

"Lovino" Feliciano said looking down as well "I'm sorry"

Lovino looked up at his brother in shocked "Let me guess, you never loved Ludwig" he said crossing his arms "you were just using him to make Tony jealous" when he brother didn't say anything realization struck him "It's true isn't it?"

Feliciano reluctantly nodded, he looked up at his brother. His brown eyes looked depressed as they met Lovinos eyes.

Lovino bit his lip before walking past his brother, making sure to shove his brother with his shoulder "I hate you" he whispered before he took off running again, he wasn't going to go home. He was going to Ludwig, and tell him the truth.

Ludwig looked up at the door as a knock echoed through the empty house. He got up and opened the door "Lovino?" he said looking at a very wet Italian

"Can I come in?" Lovino said softly, once the german nodded he stepped into the house.

"I'll get you a towel" Ludwig said walking towards the bathroom, he grabbed a large towel before walking back to Lovino "here"

"Grazie" Lovino said taking the towel, he pressed as much water out of his hair and clothes as he could "I have to tell you the truth about Feliciano"

Ludwig looked at Lovino in confusion "What? He actually can fight and isn't a chicken?" he said walking into the kitchen

"He's using you" Lovino said, he saw the german stop and look back at him "Just like Tony was using me"

"How do you know this?" Ludwig asked turning to face the elder Italian completely "How do I know you're not lying to me"

Lovino looked down "This morning I was walking to the park to meet Antonio" He explained sadly "I saw him talking to Feliciano, I watched them for a while. Thinking that they just ran into each other and were having a friendly conversation…. Before they started making-out" He felt a tear roll down his face at the memory "Antonio saw me and I ran. He still caught up to me, then I found out that he only wanted me because I looked like Feliciano, and that he didn't love me. He loved Feliciano" he paused and looked back up at the german "a few minutes ago I ran into Feliciano, I told him what I had learned from Antonio. I found out that he doesn't love you, he was using you to make Antonio jealous"

"I don't believe you" Ludwig said shaking his head "Feliciano wouldn't do that"

Lovino laughed "It is hard to believe isn't it" he said rubbing his arm "at least I tried, if you must find out on your own then so be it"

"I'm sorry, Lovino" Ludwig said as the Italian turned towards the door, he sighed before looking out the window "Is that?"

Lovino followed Ludwig's gaze out the window where Feliciano was talking to Antonio "Maybe now you'll believe me" he said crossing his arms as they watched the two carefully

"he knows Tony" Feliciano said looking up at the Spaniard "I think he's going to tell Ludwig"

Antonio nodded "Maybe then we can be together" he said grabbing the Italians hands and pressing his lips to them

Feliciano smiled "We could just forget about them now" he said before pressing his to Antonios, his arms wrapped around the Spaniards neck as Antonio's arms wrapped around his waist

Antonio pulled away after a few minutes "We should go somewhere to dry off" he said stepped away from Feliciano and taking his hand

Feliciano smiled and nodded before following the Spaniard, he looked around before his eyes widened "Ludwig lives here" he said stopping before his eyes widened. He turned suddenly to look into the window, both Ludwig and Lovino were watching him

Antonio looked back as well "I guess that's taken care of" he said gently pulling on the younger Italians arms "come on or we're going to get sick"

Feliciano looked at Antonio before nodding and following him once again

Lovino sighed before heading once again to the door 'I won't tell you I told you so' he thought and he reached out towards the doorknob 'I'm not that kind of person anymore'

"Lovino wait" Ludwig said walking into the hallway "stay, we can talk"

"What is there to talk about?" Lovino whispered smiling sadly as his hand closed around the doorknob "the people we cared about most….. didn't care about us. That's all there is too it"

"We deserve better than them then" Ludwig said putting his hand on Lovino's shoulder "I know you're not ready for a relationship, but at least stay here"

"you're used to having Feliciano in the house with you aren't you?" Lovino asked looking up at the german, who nodded "I guess I can stay, after all. I don't really have a house to go back to, unless I want to keep living with that bastard"

Ludwig smiled "I don't think Feliciano's going to be back" he said "you can wear some of his clothes until you can get some of your own"

"Which room is his?" Lovino asked, he saw Ludwig point it out "thank you" he started down the hallway. He pushed the door open and winced at how messy it was. He shut the door behind him before walking to the closet and pulling out a white shirt and a pair of dark jeans. He quickly slipped into them before tidying up the room as much as he could. He sighed again before heading out of the room and back towards the kitchen, where he could tell Ludwig was cooking.