Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia

Summary: When his boyfriend left him for someone else, Feliciano is heartbroken and devastated. He becomes friends with a guy named Lukas, who helps him through the hard time. But how will they handle it if they starts to think of each other more than friends?

Pairings: Norway/Italy, past Germany/Italy, slight Sweden/Finland, Germany/?

Warnings: Yaoi, slight swearing, sadness, possibly OOCness. If you don't like it, DON'T read it!

Here is another NorIta-story from me. I had this idea for a while that I decided to write. This is AU, so the nations are normal humans in this story.

"But...why?" he asked him, full of confusion. He couldn't understand this was happening.

The other man sighed. "Look...this isn't because I don't like you. It's just that...I just don't think I can be with you anymore..." he said quietly.

"But I thought we were happy together. Why are you breaking up with me? Did I do something wrong? If I did, then I'm sorry. I'm really sorry."

"No, Feliciano. You didn't do anything wrong. It's just that..." he hesitated a bit. He knew it would hurt both of them, but he couldn't keep it away from Feliciano forever. "...I think I'm in love with someone else. And I think that someone might like me too."

...what?

Feliciano couldn't believe what he had been hearing. Did his soon-to-be ex-boyfriend fall for someone else? What did this person have that he didn't have? "But you promised...you promised that we would be together forever..." Feliciano said, tears threatening to leave his eyes.

"I know that we made that promise. But sometimes...a promise can break. I tried my best to keep it, I really did but...apparently, that wasn't enough." he was feeling guilty for having to break his heart. He really did. "But if it could comfort you, I didn't do anything with this person. I didn't cheat on you."

Feliciano didn't say anything. He just looked away. The other rose up from the chair, looking sadly at him. He hated to do that to him, but he knew he had to. He couldn't be in a relationship with someone he used to love, knowing that he have new feelings for another.

"Goodbye Feliciano." he muttered as he walked to the door.

When he got to the door and opened it, he took one last glance at Feliciano, who is now looking at him. He sighed and closed the door. When the door closed, Feliciano stared at the door.

"Goodbye Ludwig..." he whispered.

After staring at the door for what felt like forever, Feliciano broke down. He sobbed uncontrollable. He couldn't believe that this was happening. His now ex-boyfriend had fallen in love with someone else and broke up with him.

He hoped that this was just a bad dream. A really bad dream. But deep inside, he knew that this is reality.

They were supposed to be together forever, getting married one day and maybe also adopting kids. He promised him that nothing will get in way for their love, but it was obvious that he didn't keep the promise.

He rose up from the couch and walked to his room where he closed the door after him and collapsed on the bed. He grabbed a pillow and pulled it to him, hugging it tightly. He buried his face on the pillow as the tears are streaming down.

During all this sorrow, one question came to his mind: what did he do to deserve this?

"Feli, we're home!" his older brother loudly announced. He got no response. The other brother, who is younger than them, followed the eldest.

"Maybe he didn't hear us." the younger looked up at the elder brother. The older brother seemed annoyed by this. "I wouldn't be surprised if he was too busy sucking face with that potato bastard." he said. He have always had a big hatred for Ludwig.

"It could be that he was just sleeping, Lovino." the youngest told him.

Lovino glanced at him with an annoyed look. "Whatever." he muttered and walked to the kitchen with the bags he is carrying after they had been at grocery. "Marcello, go and check on Feliciano." Lovino told him from the kitchen. Marcello nodded and walked to the door where his second older brother is. He knocked on the door. "Who's there?" Feliciano asked, his voice weak and broken. Marcello was confused by the tone of his brother's voice.

"It's me, Marcello. Can I come in?" he asked.

He got no answer from him but Marcello decided to open the door anyway. That was when he saw something that breaks his heart. His second older brother was laying on the bed, crying and holding the pillow tightly. Marcello looked concerned at him and walked to him. He sat on the side on the bed, it caused Feliciano to look up at him. "What's the matter, grande fratello?" the youngest brother asked. The second oldest brother sniffled and wiped his eyes.

"Well..." he paused. He simply stared at his little brother with red and puffy eyes. The tears have finally stopped. He is not sure if he is ready to tell Marcello about what happened between him and Ludwig...at least, not right now...

"Would it help if I get Lovino?" the younger brother asked.

"I think..."

Marcello nodded and left the room for a short moment. One minute later, Marcello came back with Lovino. The oldest brother stared at his second younger brother in shock, he wasn't used to see any of his brothers being sad.

The older brother narrowed his eyes. "It was the potato bastard, wasn't it?"

Knowing who his older brother was referring to, Feliciano nodded. "He...he broke up with me earlier..." he said. It wasn't easy for him to tell his brothers, but he wanted to let them know. Both Lovino and Marcello looked surprised at him, their eyes wide.

"He what?!" naturally, Lovino would be the one to freak out.

"But why would he do that? I thought you guys were happy together." Marcello was confused of whole thing. Unlike their older brother who hated the German with a burning passion, Marcello was happy for Feliciano and approved his relationship.

"I thought so too but...apparently, he is in love with someone else..." Feliciano continued to explain.

Hearing his brother told them that made Lovino angry. The older brother clenched his fists. He couldn't believe that someone would break his fratellino's heart. Sure, he didn't like Ludwig before but now he hated him even more (if that was even possible). "When I get that potato bastard, I am gonna make him regret it for the rest of his life. I will make him suffer and I will-" before he could go on with what he could torture the German with, Marcello stopped him.

Lovino went silent for a few moment and sighed. "No, you're right. There is no need for violence...for now."

He walked to his brother's bed and lay down on his knees beside the bed, looking at him. "Look, he is not worth your tears. If he couldn't be faithful to you, then he wasn't good enough for you. You deserve better." he said to him. It is a rarity that you would see the nice side of Lovino.

Feliciano stared at him. "I didn't say that he was cheating on me."

"I know. I was just assuming that he probably did."

Feliciano could inform his brother that Ludwig didn't cheat on him but decided not to. He supposed that he could comfort himself a little that Ludwig didn't have an affair behind his back. "I would like to be alone for a while."

"Of course." Lovino whispered, then he rose up on his feet.

He walked to Marcello, who is looking up at him. The older brother didn't say anything as he just walked past the youngest brother and left the room. Marcello looked at Feliciano. "I could bring with some food if you're hungry." he said.

"Grazie." Feliciano muttered quietly.

The youngest brother nodded, before he left the room and closed the door. When he left, Feliciano looked up at the ceiling. He wasn't crying anymore but he was still sad and heartbroken.

He have heard that love hurts, he just didn't know that it would hurt so much.

Translations:

Grande fratello - Big brother(Italian)

Fratellino - Little brother(Italian)

Grazie - Thank you(Italian)

Aww, poor Feli. I am such an awful person for making him cry ;_;

It should be known that I do not hate GerIta. I do like the pairing, it was just an idea that I got. Oddly enough, this seems fitting for a NorIta-situation but that could just be me.

Also, Marcello is Seborga. I have seen some use that name for him, so I decided to name him that too.