A feeling that's worst then anger and hate.

Envy blinds your every thought.

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The heat of summer was burning down onto the Earth just like many fists of hell. Lovino was sleeping with all his pillow and blankets scattered in a mess on his bedroom floor. His sleep was rough and unpleasant all he wanted was to stay in bed and close out all signs of day. He knew that if he woke he would have to see his brother and that fucking potato bastard. The Italian didn't understand why his brother had to take the German with him everywhere he went. Their friendship was different then before, Lovino didn't know why and that bugged the living shit out of him. Because of this he has only grown to hate Ludwig even more. After all his relationship with Antonio was still the same as it always has been, years and years of having a secret crush had done him no good. Sometimes he felt like just grabbing the Spaniard buy the collar of his shirt and kiss him forcefully and passionately until they passed out from lack of air. Suddenly a bright ray of sunlight blinded him. He grunted and closed both of his eyes together tightly. With a displeased hiss he reached for a pillow and chucked it blindly at who ever it was that had open the curtains. A light chuckle played like sweet music in his ears. "Come on Lovi, they'll be here soon!" Antonio said in that charming voice of his. Lovino on the other had grumbled at the very sound of they'll.

"Fuck I don't wanna wake up." The Italian grabbed a blanket and covered his head with in his sad and desperate attempt to block out the light. The Spaniard gave him one last playful warning, when Lovino didn't respond he grabbed the blanket and whipped it off. The Italian grabbed another pillow and chucked it at Antonio's head. It hit its target and only caused the Spaniard to laugh a little.

"Well your already awake so why don't you get around now. You don't want to keep them waiting do you?"

"Why is he even bringing that fucker with him!" The Italian hissed with his arm crossed over his bear chest. Unlike Lovino, Antonio knew all about Feliciano and Ludwig's relationship, in fact he knew way more then he ever wanted to. However, he was clueless as to why they were coming to visit them. With a sigh, he tossed Lovino a change of clothes and left the room. Once the door was closed he leaned his back onto it and gave another more thoughtful sigh. A small blue bird peek in at him and gave a high pitch tweet.

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Feliciano grabbed onto Ludwig's hand as they walked down a dirt path. A gold ring was placed on his left hand; there was a matching ring on the German's left hand also. They looked at each other with a loving and slightly nervous glance. Ludwig smiled as warmly as he found possible.

"Ludwig I'm so happy to see Lovino again. It feels like forever since they last time we all got together!" He smiled and leaned on the German's arm as they walked. Ludwig just smiled some more in order to hide grumpy this trip was actually making him. He hated having to go and see the Italian's older brother. They reached they door and looked at each other again. Feliciano smiled playfully.

"You know we won't be able to kiss and stuff while we're here so why don't we get it out of the way while we are able to." He giggled and wrapped his arms around Ludwig's neck and pulled him in a heated kiss. The German wrapped one arm around the Italian's waist his other hand cupped his lover's chin. Feliciano purred and licked Ludwig's lips and prayed that the kiss would go even deeper. Ludwig granted the Italian's egger request right when the door opened widely, the two parted with lighting like speed.

"Lovino I can explain!" Feliciano cried and waved his hands around dramatically.

"Italy calm down it's only me. Lovino is still getting around." The Spaniard said as he pulled the Italian in for a tight hug. The two stared to chat about everyday type of thing when Lovino left his room. The older Italian's hair was a tangled mess and he took time to glare at the German. He was armed with a pillow and was more then ready to use at any means possible. Feliciano saw him and ran past Antonio to give his big brother a hug. The four men then all walked into the kitchen once the hellos and death threats were done with .The two Italian froze as soon as their brown eyes lock together. Lovino scanned them for any hint as to why they visited so suddenly. Antonio gulped even though his mouth was as dry as sand.

"Brother I have some very important news for you. You may find this hard to take in but please try to understand." The younger Italian said what he and Ludwig practiced. Lovino lifted his eyebrows and crossed his arms. Clearly, something was up between the two. Feliciano looked over at Ludwig his brown eyes were begging him to finish this.

"We're getting married and Feliciano wants you to be the maid of honor."Ludwig said with one arm draped over his loving fiancé shoulders. Lovino jumped a little and he had a look of painful shock oh his face. This wasn't fair, he was the older brother so he should be the one to get married first and have a honeymoon first. He slammed his fist down onto the tabletop causing every one in the room to jump. Antonio reached a hard out to calm the older Italian down; however, his hand was smacked away. Lovino knew that nothing he said would ever stop his idiot brother from marring the bastard.

"When's the wedding?" He said with his jaw clenched together tightly. This caused everyone in the room to give each other puzzled looks.

"We haven't set a date yet." Feliciano added with a smile, he was glad that his big brother was being so calm about all of this. Ludwig blinked his eyes he was lost, he thought that he would get some more threats and maybe even the mafia on him. This was very different then what he imagined it would be. The two Italians started to set a date for the wedding; it would be in at least one week from now. Lovino grumbled at the thought. After a while Feliciano and Ludwig left hand in hand the sight made the older Italian roll his eyes.

"Well aren't you happy? Feliciano is getting married!" Antonio smiled sweetly. Lovino stood from the table and closed himself up in his room. With a small click, he locked the door and leaned with his back pressed against it.

"Fuck…..fucking bastard." Lovino covered his face with his hand and started to think hardly. He couldn't let his little brother surpass him. It was time for the Spaniard to take a hint.