AN:Ok guys so this is my first posted multi-chapter fic. I'm really excited to be able to continue this after it initially started out as a chatzy rp. Eventually it was passed onto me to keep writing by a friend on tumblr and to her I am eternally grateful. So as I write this the first few chapters have been a collaboration of chatzy rpers (who I never got the name of. If you know this story feel free to tell me) and I can only take credit for doing Lovino and Feliciano. I will let you know when I am fully writing a chapter and hopefully I live to expectations. So with that guys here's the first chapter of 'Another Reason to Kill'.

Warnings: Blood, gore, death, psychotic tendencies, murder, sexual themes, possibly future character death... possibly

oh and I don't own hetalia or any of the characters I just own the plot. That's it.

Lovino and Feliciano Vargas 11:54

Detectives Lovino and Feliciano Vargas stood over the newest victim of the notorious duo, Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo and Lili Zwingli. One a drug dealer and the other an allegedly psychotic killer, both could pull off the bloodiest crimes and somehow come out clean. The brothers inspected the body, noting with raised eyebrows the bloody mess the two murderers had made of it. Feliciano crouched on one knee and snapped on some latex gloves to examine the victim, a young man in a hoodie who appeared to no longer have a nose or eyes.

"It seems little Lili has a new toy. By the looks of it she has a new knife as well." Feliciano hunkered down by the man's head, pointing out the clean gashes by his neck. "The last few were far messier kills. She either tired of her old switchblade, or they're finally switching tactics."

"Ahh, true. They're getting smarter. Using different techniques on each kill to throw the police off the trail. Yet... The simplest of mistakes are the most obvious." Lovino hummed and slipped on a pair of latex gloves. Reaching into the victim's mouth he pulled out a bag of heroin. On the very bottom Lovino could barely make out the address of an apartment complex and a room number.

Feliciano shook his head and muttered in disapproval. "You're right, Lovino, but could it be a trick. I doubt after all this time they'd choose now to make such an amateur mistake. Perhaps this was on purpose? They could be leading us on for some reason." Feliciano tried to contain his growing excitement, knowing Lovino was doing the same. Itching underneath his skin was the anticipation of a good chase, and it had been so long since they had anything but mundane jobs.

Lovino glanced at his younger brother. "We'll have to go check ourselves, si? It's not like we haven't had jobs like this before. Anyway, I say we go to the apartment. Look around, find some good vantage points, and if the coast is clear we'll go in, whether they're there or not. I'm sure they won't take one of us hostage, much less both," he whispered to Feliciano, carefully eyeing the group of officers chatting by their car. "But be careful, dumbass. We've come this far without suspicion and I don't need you screwing up again. Nonno doesn't have an endless store of patience, even for his little angel."

Feliciano rubbed his chin. "I guess we'll just hope we don't get caught." He crossed his arms and turned to Lovino. "That work for you?" Feliciano had no problem winging it. Like he always said, life's boring without a little danger. Though of course there was that one time he almost got shot and dumped into a river...Not that Lovino needed to know about that anyway. Mistakes don't matter in the criminal underworld if no one finds out. He uncrossed his arms and continued. "If one of us gets caught, then what? The other makes a run for it? Or do we both go down swinging?"

Lovino grinned and looked up at his brother, golden eyes shining with anticipation. "Let's let this one play out as we go. Knowing these two, we don't have time to call in backup. We'll go in, and if one of us gets caught the other runs. We don't need two Vargas' in hostile hands." He began leading his brother to their unmarked car, away from the rather oblivious officers. "Anyway, one of us could get on the inside. Recruit some people. With our connections and identities, we'd easily be let in," he said thoughtfully. It was more than likely if it came down to it, Lovino would be the one to get caught. Of the two brothers, it was Lovino who enjoyed undercover missions the most, although he was hardly ever assigned to one. The buzz of adrenaline in a firefight, combined the icy tingle of fear in his throat when he was found out, were like drugs to Lovino. And he knew drugs like a connoisseur knew wine.

Feliciano considered this for a moment. "Well, we do sort of... 'Look the part.'" Being in the Vargas family tended to give their members a well-known aura of viciousness and the right mix of general craziness. Good dealers would know a Mafioso when they saw one.

Lovino reached into Feliciano's pocket, fishing around for a pack of gum. "That we do, fratellino." He quickly unlocked their car and slipped into the driver's seat. "Let's get going, si?" He gave a backwards glance to the cops and silently drove away to the address.

Feliciano kept an eye out from his window. "Alright, we need at least a makeshift plan for this one. Lili and 'Tonio are cunning little bastards, so any innocent passerby could be one of their little workers. I'm sure they're not above using homeless bums as eyes." He yawned, leaning against the door of the car. "I say we show up front. If someone's there we play it off like usual. Maybe even do a little covert operation and get some intel from the other apartment occupants."

Lovino popped his gum in agreement. "If this works out well enough we could always get an overseas deal with nonno," he proposed. "Anybody worth our while knows his name, so why not this guy? Our nonno is infamous enough to inspire a deal. And we've told him all about these two crazy bastards, I'm sure he would ship a bit over here." He gave Feliciano a wry look. "The Mexican cartels can only ship so much to the East coast, and the Americans are crazy for alley drugs. Crazy enough for heroin, I bet." At this Feliciano gave a quick snort of laughter.

They had a workable plan and were finally about to get some real action. Their car pulled up to the complex and Lovino stepped out of the car, slipping off his jacket. "Feli, call nonno and ask him about the offer." Feliciano nodded and took out his phone as they both began to walk towards the building.

Lovino and Feliciano Vargas 12:25

Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo and Lili Zwingli 11:45

Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo exhaled deeply as he fell back against the brick wall of a dim alleyway. That was way too close of a call for Antonio; they had barely escaped with their skins intact. He hung his head down and gasped for air, laughing breathlessly as Lili stumbled over to his side.

"Heh, that was close, no?" He panted and ran a hand through his damp hair. Despite being more than capable of hiring people to do his dirty work, he loved doing actual field work, even with the absurd amount of running involved. Lili nodded with a giggle and looked at him

"Yeah, a bit too close." She smiled softly, wiping her forehead. "At least we're not dead."

The pair was silent except for their labored breathing. Antonio gritted his teeth and looked down the street towards their apartment. Both had lost count of how many people they'd taken down in their escape, Antonio especially. It wasn't something he took pride in- at least he thought he didn't. The thought unfortunately clashed with how much he relished pulling the trigger, how tantalizingly bright bloodstains looked when he was high on adrenaline... He swallowed hard and frowned slightly, dismissing the unsettling feeling.

"Pity they came before we had a chance to take anything. But I suppose their lives are enough for now." He shrugged, and then turned to Lili with a grin. "Oi! We should celebrate! I haven't treated you in a while, and I think we both deserve something after that fiasco." He kissed her forehead and gestured for her to follow him. No longer winded, she giggled and followed him with something reminiscent of a skip in her step.

Antonio had never developed feelings for Lili, nothing beyond familial affection, at least. He liked to think of her as a second chance in being the big brother he wanted to be. "Although we should probably clean up first. We're a mess," he snorted lightly. Lili looked down at herself. She had blood splattered on her pants and hands, with just a smudge on her cheek. She giggled at it, admiring how the red splashes looked like little crimson flowers.

"Okay, but we should probably lie low for a while. The police should be swarming everything in a two block radius any minute now." Antonio smiled back at her and shrugged in compliance. He poked his head around the corner of the thankfully poorly lit alleyway. "Alright, the apartment is just around the corner and a bit down the block, but stay close behind. I don't want people seeing you." He shrugged off his black jacket and pulled it over Lili to cover her blood stained shirt. "You got a little into it , don't you think?" He regarded her bloody face with a raised eyebrow. Not that he minded toying with his victims first, but someone had to stay sane for their sake. He preferred to do his kills from afar, and let Lili deal with her proclivities when they had the time. She simply hummed in response, eyes still bright from excitement.

They shuffled along for a couple minutes, then waited outside the apartment door while Antonio rummaged his pockets for the key. Just then, the elderly woman living next door left her building and caught sight of Lili's face. The woman gasped and looked at her in shock.

"Oh my- what happened?! Are you alright, dear?"

Antonio blinked in surprise and followed the woman's line of sight to Lili's face. His mind scrambled to find an adequate explanation, but Lili recovered faster than he did. She gave the woman a wide-eyed, puzzled look before replying.

"I was just painting at my friend's house. I know I'm a little messy but…" She looked herself over, twisting her expression to that of a thoroughly confused child. "Huh, I guess it does look a bit morbid." Antonio gathered his wits together at this point and decided to interject before the woman could start making accusations.

"Yeah, she was painting for the local art show in two weeks. The one downtown? You should come and see, she's very talented. It's free admission, too." He added little more 'proud father gushing over his daughter' than he usually would, but it seemed to satisfy the woman. She gave a relieved laugh and smiled, saying she'd consider it. As she left, Antonio waved, then shook his head cursing softly in Spanish under his breath as he opened up the door. He sighed, and then offered a grin to Lili. "You seriously need to wash your clothes."

Lili nodded. "I'll make sure to bleach them. And by the way, nice save." She snickered, skipping off to her room to change.

Antonio smiled fondly as she left. Despite her fairly unstable mentality and tendency to murder the shit out of people, she really was good at being the innocent little girl people assumed she was. Lili was far better at keeping up the act than he was, at any rate. He heard the rumble of the washing machine as he headed to his room, across the living room from Lili's.

"The clothes are in the washer," she shouted, and he caught a glimpse of her in the lilac nightgown he'd gotten her for Christmas. He poked his head out of his doorway.

"Alright, if you're hungry there's salmorejo in the fridge." He grabbed a towel from his closet and stepped outside. "I'm going to take a shower, so be alert. You know where all the new toys are hidden, right?" Lili nodded happily, and he stepped into the bathroom.

The "toys" in question were the various throwing knives stored neatly under every table and counter, as well as the four guns hidden within reach. Lili was to use them as a last result only, and in case of trouble was to act as she usually did; innocent and kind and in under no circumstances trust anyone.

Lili could already hear Antonio singing soft Spanish pop songs from the within the shower as she strolled over to the kitchen. Lili rummaged through the rather barren fridge until she finally found the salmorejo behind a large container of yogurt. She plopped herself on their mushy gray couch and turned the TV on to a random romcom. Digging into the creamy food, she thought of her latest kill.

"Been a while since I got to take my time," she thought happily to herself. "I was starting to go crazy from boredom. Pity he didn't last longer, he had such a lovely voice. Almost started singing when I finally got to his eyes." She started humming along to a real estate jingle when the romcom went on commercial. "I'll start with the face next time," she decided. "Maybe then they'll last long enough to play with properly."

Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo and Lili Zwingli 12:28

AN: Ok guys next chapter will be exciting I've already begun to write it. Reviews are always nice and I love constructive criticism so im all for it. nd I know this chapter is a little short. Promise next chapter will be longer. Until next time!

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