Hey, everyone! How's it going? Well, I hope :) Anyway, I've taken a bit of a break from Clarity (writer's block T.T) and have had some serious inspiration to write a Spamano story since they are my second favorite couple and are tied with GerIta. Can't seem to decide no matter how hard I try.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Death, angst, Spamano, GerIta, maybe some USxUK in later chapters. Maybe. Not sure yet. Rated M to be safe and for Lovino's mouth XD

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Prologue

"Feliciano!" Lovino cried, reaching for his brother in what seemed like slow motion while the younger Italian sat trembling on the floor with wide eyes and tears mixing with the blood on his face.

Feliciano couldn't move at all- fear had driven him past the point where his ability to carry out cognitive functions had been reduced to zero. His frightened amber orbs stared at their assailant, pleading him to stop while he still had the chance. But this merely amused the man as his finger pulled the trigger.

BANG!

Feliciano closed his eyes when he heard that sound, not wanting to see the satisfaction in the man's eyes while the life left his. However, the pain did not come. Opening his eyes, he saw his brother standing in front of him, bent over in a half defensive crouch.

A small smile began to grace his lips upon seeing his older brother but it immediately caved when he saw the drops of the bright crimson liquid trickling to the floor with soft 'plip, plip's.

"A-Are you… all right?" Lovino spoke with a raspy voice.

"Fratello… why?" Feliciano didn't understand. Why would his brother jump in front of a speeding bullet just for him? It made no sense! He was a coward; all he did was run away and rely on others to fight his battles for him! So why?

"Y-You're such an idiot…!" Lovino had a bittersweet tone. "You're my brother… I wouldn't let you die so easily… without me dying first…"

Lovino was grasping at his chest where the bullet had lodged itself, barely grazing his heart. He didn't have much time. No… he had no time at all. The older Italian fell to his knees as blood sprayed from his mouth, his life slipping through his fingers as easily the water flowed in a gentle river.

The armed man had run off, his intended target having been missed.

"Fratello!" the numbness left Feliciano and he ran to his brother's side, trying to aid but not knowing how.

"Lovi! Feli!" a new voice entered the room.

Feliciano immediately recognized it as Antonio; with bleary amber eyes, Lovino shifted his gaze towards the newcomer as his breathing became heavier and labored. The voices became garbled and slow as he tried to make out what was being said. The Italian fell, only to be caught in Antonio's arms, staring at the duo with the smallest of smiles.

A smile- such a rare occurrence for the man.

But one that fit the occasion.

Antonio felt the blood seeping through Lovino's shirt stained his hands and his own clothing while Feliciano looked on fretfully. The Spaniard placed his hand over Lovino's wound, attempting to lessen the bleeding.

"We have to get him to a hospital!" Antonio started. "Feliciano-,"

"No," Lovino said.

"No? But fratello, you're injured!" Feliciano reasoned.

"I won't make it," Lovino replied simply. He had come to accept that fact.

"But-!"

"No…!" Lovino strained to make his voice stern thus causing more of the warm red blood to escape.

Feliciano stared on, watching his brother die… because of him. All because of him. This was his fault. If he wasn't such a weakling and had fought back… Lovino wouldn't be dying in front of him. His brother wouldn't be suffering… and neither would they.

Antonio gazed at his loved one with emerald eyes deep like pools of sadness. Lovino's eyes dimmed a little, losing their natural golden light.

"Feli… I've told you I'm not going to be there all the time… and that time has come…"

"No, you're going to make it, Lovi! Don't you dare talk like that! You're going to be all right, do you hear me! You'd better not die on me! I'll never forgive you if you do!" Antonio protested, denying that the Italian was in fact dying. However, the truth was right there, hidden in plain sight- there was no escaping it.

Death had its clutches on Lovino and was slowly taking him further into the darkness, where there would be no more pain and no more sorrow- no more of having to deal with the imperfections of this world that they called their home- their temporary home.

Feliciano listened to his brother's last words with tears streaming down his face. Lovino had ignored Antonio's pleas for him to live for the time being while he spoke to his younger brother, one whom he loved so dearly even if did he had a hard time showing it.

Said younger brother could only watch and crumble away as his brother was hanging on by the single thread of what was left of his life.

"I swear, if that p-potato-loving bastard doesn't take care of you… I will personally kick his ass… one way or another," Lovino attempted to joke and it seemed to work for a just a single second for a small smile flashed across Feliciano's face.

Lovino's expression became serious again, the lightness simmering down.

"Be strong… I know you can be; I never once doubted you…" the older Italian whispered and looked at the Spaniard who was beginning to lose his composure with each passing second, with each labored breath and with each falling tear.

With a bloody hand, Antonio ran his fingers through the Italian's dark hair and touched his lover's cheek, leaving a bloody handprint. Lovino leaned into the warm contact and tried to savor this moment for as long as possible. His fading heartbeat thrummed in his ears and his vision shifted in and out of focus. A single tear escaped when he closed those honey eyes.

His chest rose once… twice… a third time… and then no more.

The thread had been cut.

Please review to let me know if I should continue this story or not so I can figure out how much time is needed for each story. One will probably be updated more frequently than the other depending on how I feel and my inspiration level.

But remember, please review! It would be much appreciated! :D

Arigatou!

Hasta la Pasta~!