~Prologue~
Date: December 15
Time: Unknown
No, Lovino refused to believe it. The moment he started to get nervous around the German, he knew something was wrong. The moment he began to blush and stutter and the way his heart would race. Yes, there was most definitely something wrong with him. And it didn't take long to figure out what it was.
Somehow, by some indescribable force, Lovino managed to develop an attraction to the German, a crush you could call it. That was as far as Lovino was willing to go, to admit he liked the German. Not love, like. For Lovino, love no longer existed in his heart.
Yet with a mouth as big as his, Lovino could not keep this new found piece of information bottled up. He had to tell someone; he did tell someone. The one person he could trust: his brother. Feliciano was what some would call an exception. Lovino always said he pushed love out of his heart, but there was always Feliciano. The boy refused to leave Lovino's heart. So Feliciano was the only person that really meant something to Lovino anymore.
The younger boy was ecstatic to know his brother finally liked someone, and he was going to go tell Ludwig about it right away! That is, until Lovino promptly tackled him to the floor.
"You say anything and your life is on the line." Lovino growled in his brother's ear.
"Lovi, please get off! I won't tell! I won't!" Feliciano scrambled to stand in his brother's grip. Lovino was much stronger then he let on.
Lovino released his brother and the two sat on the floor, silent.
"So, you like Ludwig, huh?" Feliciano giggled.
"Shut up!" Lovino blushed.
"But brother, it's so cute!" Feliciano pouted.
"Yeah to you not to me! This is a disaster!" Lovino snapped back.
Like. He liked Ludwig, and he planned to keep his feelings that small. No love, only like. He refused to let those disastrous feelings grow and get out of control. No, it wasn't going to be like last time. He might not get so lucky as he did last time.
He hoped it worked because... he didn't want to break his heart again. It was bad enough the first time, he just couldn't handle it a second time. That was why he froze his heart, that was why he pulled the emotion of love into the deepest part of his mind, where it would be forgotten. But, it had dug it's way back out, and it bit Lovino in the worst way possible.
Love just proved to him, "Going to long without love comes with very unexpected consequences."
Lovino, he was frightened, way more then he was willing to admit. Though, for now, and maybe forever, Lovino was going to have to let the numbing pain of fright continue. Oh, how he loathed love, he hated it with every fiber of his damned being.
A/N - I have no life. This came to mind when I was thinking about writing a fic for Romano's birthday and a whole bunch of shit went down. Muffins, pools, Bleach... I don't wanna talk about it.
