Chapter 1: The Fight

Romano's POV

I feel so bad about what I said to Feliciano exactly one hour ago.

He and his boyfriend (that potato bastard) were talking on the couch, and by the looks of it, they could've started doing "it" that exact moment! So what do I do? I break it up, of course. I don't want to sit on a couch that they've had sex on!

"Aww, Romano! We weren't going to do anything! We were just talking about it!" he said, obviously hoping he didn't have to say that wonderful three letter word.

"You were still with him! Couldn't you have… I don't know, go to your room? No, scratch that. You shouldn't even be dating that bastard! He's not-" I stopped talking when Feliciano looked as if he was about to burst into tears. He didn't, though.

"Well then, why are you always at Antonio's house? You're not dating him, are you? He's not your type!" He shouted his words, making the lamp next to us shake.

"Don't you fucking dare bring Antonio into this! And anyway, we're not dating at all! He's just my friend, and he raised me!" The image of Antonio popped up into my head. His dark brown hair messy (as always) and his sparkling, green eyes looked back at me. A large smile was planted on his face, and his mouth moved as if he was saying, "Lovi~" He always called me that, even though I had told him countless times I wanted to be called Romano, not Lovino. I stopped arguing with him about it years ago, and besides, I liked it- no, no, I didn't say that. I don't like that asshole at all!

"Hpmh. Whatever, it's quite obvious that you like him, Romano Vargas!" Feliciano turned away, but I grabbed his shoulder before he could run off.

"Hey, we're not done."

"Alright, then tell me why you can't seem to get over the fact that I'm dating Ludwig?"

"Because he's an idiot, that's why! You deserve better!"

"You know what? Leave me alone! You've always tried to pick fights with me ever since I said I liked Ludwig! I'll be in my room, and don't come in until you will say sorry!" My brother stomped off, without saying anything else.

So, here I am, too pussy to say sorry. I don't want to mess up saying sorry, but I don't really want to say it either. It was Feliciano's fault! … Was it?

As soon as I thought those thoughts, two things happened at once. The first thing was that a blinding, blue light formed into my room, and the second was that I heard a loud scream. I tried to get away from the light and see what Feliciano was screaming about (it had to be him, it was his voice and no one else lives in our house) but I couldn't. Then everything went black.

5 hours later

"Glad you're up, Feliciano."

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(( First fanfic! Thank you to Len/Kitty/Circuit for reading this and checking it, even though there weren't any mistakes. o.o;

I already have chapter 2 done, and I'll post it as soon as I can! Chapter three will be coming soon. C: ))