Well hello there, I really couldn't take it anymore. The first three chapters to me skipped around a little to much and barely described anything so I will be editing the first three chapters and working on Romano's point of view, and maybe someone's else to help people understand things abit easier

Chapter 1

Water, it was all around me, choking the life out of me every second. Why, why did this dream continue to taunt me again and again? I didn't get it, was the world trying to tell me something through horrid nightmares? It had been the same dream for the past week, I wake up in a cylinder like container filled with murky water, I couldn't see, couldn't move, couldn't hear before panic mode kicked in. Every time something like that happens and a human being is underwater of course we all have a bad habit of inhaling the water before having a cold watery grave.

"Feliciano get your ass up were late as it is!" Lovino shouted at me from the hallway making me jump out of my skin.

For once, I was grateful for my brother's short tempered attitude in the mornings. But, why this morning, wasn't this our day off? I looked around happy to be out of that water prison, even if it felt like I was waking up to another prison. I had no idea why fratello was so up and arm today, not that it was really all that shocking. Slowly I sat up and stretched when a pillow hit me in the face. I let it gravty take the pillow before looking up to see Lovino standing in the door frame of my bed room.

"…Feliciano, now." Lovino hissed then walked out of my room. "I mean it!"

Okay, I know morning did some funny stuff to my head and memory but did I forget something that was really important. There was no way we were suppose go to the office, not on the weekends or holidays anyways, and as far as I recalled it was Saturday morning. Still I slid out of bed, keeping my blanket wrapped around me and trudged over to my desk.

"Saturday..right I knew it." I muttered sleepily before glancing at my phone.2014/4/12, 10:30, I looked at it again then bit my lip. It was Wednesday, not Saturday, or fratello was playing a really bad joke on me.

"Fratello!" I snapped running out of my room.

I never said I was smooth or graceful, or really paid attention to my surroundings on good days this was a bad day. So when I ran out of my room to go down stairs I did not notice the large-ish bump in the rug and went tumbling down half of them into a wall, and slamming my head into both the wall and floor. Quickly I shot up holding the back of my head as sharp throbbing pains went through my skull.

"What the hell, ugh hold on a sec I think our little Italy just busted his head open and broke a wall in two..." Lovino hissed to someone he was talking on his phone.

He set it down long enough to walk up the other half of the stairs and haul me to my feet. I laughed nervously, his glares were deadly at times and that was one of this times. It wasn't just my fault, he should have warned me about the stupid bump! After he gave me a finally glare he walked off only to continue his conversation with who ever he was talking to. Something told me he wasn't playing any tricks on me, it really was Wednesday. Yet again I groaned then leaned against the wall and kicked it a few times, where did the weekend go?!

"Feliciano Vargas! I swear if you do not get dressed in the next ten minutes you will regret it!" Lovino snapped at me.

I gulped, he was not happy at all, I didn't mean to be so happy and klutzy all the time. That was who I was, what was he going to do shot me for being myself?! I sighed before thanking him for helping me up earlier, but he didn't seem to keen on the idea of a very tiny chat. All he did was glare and point up at my room, though I did realize something in his green eyes, a tear. Fratello, Lovino hardly every cried, especially around people family or not. Something was wrong, something bad had happened and I wasn't sure if I wanted to found out what it was.

However I hardly had a choice, after standing around for a few minutes I trudged back up stairs and grabbed my blanket that I threw on my desk. Quickly I grabbed our "uniform" as Gilbert and Ludwig's deceased father put it and then changed. Walking out into my room again to grab a few things, I knew I was forgetting something but didn't have the time to stand around trying to figure out what that was. Gnawing on my bottom lip I wondered if it was really all that important or not.

"Feliciano hurry up!" Lovino snapped again, this time I flinched then sighed and picked up his case that he forgot then mine.

Days like these I just ignored my brothers foul attitude but at times I acted worse then him. I tried not to sense for me it was like a second instinct, second reaction to everything, but fratello that was just him. Although it wasn't rare for days that fratello's being snappy and blunt, I followed because I had to live with his attitude and at times it annoyed me, a lot. Along time ago, a year ago actual, when I started to act more like Lovino I didn't quiet understand why a lot people in the office avoided me. But when one of our bosses said one thing that I didn't exactly take kindly to, it ended with a gun to Ludwig's head until Gilbert to my hand gun away. I never said I was proud of that day, and I probable will never be pride of that day.

That was why I always kept my temper under and hidden, unlike fratello. Lovino slammed the front door, I froze for a few seconds as it echoed through out the house. Yep, it was going to be one of those days.

"C-comeing!" I called out to Lovino despite there being a whole house thing in the way.

Quickly I managed to open the front door and get out side with out the front door shutting on me. One step was what it took for me to realize that the front door was un locked, which meant I had to drop everything and find the house key in my pocket, well one of my pockets. Why I always put my key to the house in one my pockets everyday instead of choosing a pocket I never knew. At least the front door was locked now, but the trunk, couldn't I have one good morning?!

"Fratello I can't get the trunk open, I have too much stuff! Could you pl-" I stopped myself when I heard a click then it opened a bit.

"Grazie!" I said quickly well managing to get the trunk open the rest of the way.

Strike one, was when I just threw the rather heavy cases in the trunk, strike two was when I slammed the trunk close. Did I really dare to climb into a car with an anger older brother that really liked his car? No, I liked life and all the ups and downs it threw at me. Still I had no choice at the current time of what I could really do, so carefully I opened the car door on the passenger side. Fratello was still on the phone, and he greeted me with a look that said ' Do it, I dare you', I froze and paled thirty thousand times paler then my natural skin tone.

I gave him a shaky smile as I slid into his car, why couldn't I stop trembling. He was my brother, it wasn't like he was going to kill me if I accidentally slammed another part of his car…Would he? Cautiously I reached out to grab the door and tried so hard not to slam it, but it was either his car or I would fall out of his car. After putting my seat belt on I stared outside, I knew he was absolutely burning with fury inside.

"Am going to have to call you back Gil." Romano hissed ending the call with a small click then shutting his phone, I tensed.

"Ha,ha Italia." Lovino hissed I gulped before I forced a smile but in my mind I was crying and pleading for forgiveness. I never liked it when he use that tone with "Italy", or "Italia", and he knew it.

"Ye-yes fratello?" I asked, showing him one of my more happier smiles and shut my eyes.

"What did you just do?" He asked, he seemed so calm after that, but was he really that calm?

It was all a lie, when I opened my eyes to a less pleasant smile on his face. I tired backing up as much as the seatbelt allowed me to and swallowed hard. I was pretty afraid of what he was thinking of doing, he would probable scold at me after smacking me. Instead he grabbed my collar, I tensed again, did I make him angrier then usual? In pure instinct I tried to pull away, but in the end got no where.

"I am sorry fratello!" I told him, I sounded terrified and trembled.

Lovino loosened his grip and sighed, he seemed tired. Was he not sleeping well, it wouldn't be a major shock if he was having nightmares too. They were probable going around, how could they not with the lives we had.

"Italy, where's your tie?" He asked, I opened my eyes and looked down and laughed out of annoyance.

"I must have forgot it I-"I stopped when Lovino took his tie off and put it on me. I blinked a few times dumb founded because of what Lovino just did.

"Stop gawking already..Damn." Lovino hissed, and then started the vehicle.

Feliciano Vargas, that's who am living with my brothers Francis Bonnefoy and Lovino Vargas. Antonio, one of my other brothers use to live with us but, not anymore. I knew that I should have been dealing with normal teenager things, and going to high-school, but I wanted to help my brothers, and find other things out. Fratello and I work for an agency, we are the agency top agents since our parents are dead Antonio left, and had recently Francis disappeared; we had to prove our selves. We are agents, both office agents and field agents, everyday for us is a life or death situation and we knew this and today we were sending ourselves into yet another mission. Well maybe if fratello would hurry up, I didn't want Ludwig to scold us like we were toddlers again.

"….Hey, fratello?" I said quietly, staring out the tinted window.

"Si.." Lovino replied at least five minutes later.

"…What's bothering you, earlier back at the house it looked like you were about to….." I trailed off, how would he react if I asked him that, I mean it was a pretty personal question.

"I was about to what? Come on Feliciano spit it out already." Lovino growled.

I looked over at him, there was it again that's when I asked as calmly as I could:" Why did it look like you were about to cry? Are you about to cry now?"

He tensed, what was next, shouting, was he really going to cry or was he going to kick me out of the car. Seeing how tight his grip was on the steering wheel and how focused he was on the road I really doubted he was about to speak. The thought of pushing on the subject was tempting, really temping but I didn't want to make things worse for him. Although I was so curios and concerned, what was bothering him so much? I shook my head, I couldn't help it, and I wanted to know.

"Fratello, pleas tell me" I said again.

"Shut up Feliciano." Lovino told me, with knowing I wasn't going to back off that easily.

"Come on, you can tell me." I told him, sounding like a young child.

"Hell no, you'll find out later! And even then you won't like what you hear so just-"

"Lovino look out!" I shouted when a truck honked at us.

Quickly but violently, he swerved out of the way completely avoiding the truck as it drove past us. We finally stopped after he got control of his car back, but there was an unwanted audience. Lovino heard the silence and hit his head against the steering wheel a few times before a female officer walked over to his side of the car. Calmly she knocked on his window then had to wait for Lovino to force a smile.

"Yes, officer?" Lovino sounded so friendly….it was a bit frightening.

"I'm going to have to ticket you after that little trick back there. Can I see your license and registration please?" She asked.

"aha, uno minuti please." Lovino always spoke in Italian when he was embarrassed, nervous scared or just all three.

I watched the female officer blink a few times, it was obvious that she knew no Italian and obvious that we were defiantly from Italy. Meanwhile, fratello looked around for such things, I felt bad. He had to move them after one of his missions that apparently went pretty sour pretty fast. Finally he found them and handed them to her after what seemed like hours, but in realty it took him five minutes to find the two cards.

"Okay Lovino Vargas, would you care to explain to me what happened?" She asked again.

"Fratello doesn't know how to drive.." I muttered, within seconds Lovino was glaring at me.

"Excuse me, would you like to drive?" Lovino asked me, his tone was dripping with sarcasm.

"Si, we might actual get there some what on time!" I replied coldly.

"Haha, hell no. In your dreams Feliciano."

"Boys, are you two done? Hey, kid who are you?" She asked me.

"…Feliciano Vargas.." I sighed staring out my window again.

"Shouldn't you be in school ?" The officer asked me, I tensed a bit looking at Lovino hoping he had some excuse.

"Ah, signora please, it's the kids sixteenth birthday give him a break." Lovino lied.

"Oh…you know what he was driving on the wrong side anyways; you two go ahead well I go catch that moron." She said handing Lovino's cards back then left.

After all that fun Lovino waited for her to leave in her car before heading out. Normally I didn't mind going to the agency and going through daily obstacles, but today I really wanted to stay home. Everything told me, make your brother turn his car around and go home, and don't leave. I guess I would find out soon enough.