Summary: Ever since his brother died when he was younger, Feliciano has been haunted and tormented every night by an evil being since then. When things starts getting worse, he soon finds out the truth that lies behind his tormentor.

Authors note: Hello and welcome to my new Hetalia installment. I decided to write something more intense and horrific for a change. The title means, "Once Forgotten". To be honest, I was having trouble figuring out a nice title for this piece. But this will do for now.

Just a forewarning, this story is going to have character deaths, some OOCness, horror, gore, incest, drug dealing and everything else awesome! Please do not read this story if this is not what you want to read. So, without further adieu, I present to you Una Volta Dimenticati.

Warning: Character death/ drug dealing


"Hurry up man! They're waiting for us!"

"Yea whatever. Just give me a sec!" Lovino shouted to the downstairs as he quickly poured in the last of the cocaine into a little baggy. He grabbed his black back pack and shoved the little bags of drugs in as fast as he could and then left his room.

He made his way downstairs to where his friend was waiting for him impatiently.

"Took you fucking forever. Let's go!"

Lovino only scowled at him as he followed his friend of three years now to his car outside. It was a warm summer day and the sun was shining bright. Lovino hated doing drug runs, but it was the only way he could make a good amount of money in the poor town in South Italy that he lived. Lovino was only fifteen at the time when he started his drug deals with his best friend Vitale. Vitale is three years older than Lovino and they go to the same school with one another. He was just a little bit taller and had short red hair and brown eyes.

It all started in the spring when Vitale met a friend that was in the business. At first, Lovino declined to ever having anything to do with drugs and dealing. But through time Vitale convinced him well and showed him the money he made off of it. Lovino wasn't stupid though. He knew it was a dangerous job to be involved in. He could get arrested, hurt, or even killed. But he was too consumed with the idea of having so much money. Who wouldn't at fifteen years old when you lived in such a rundown Italian town in Rome?

"I fucking hate this." Lovino grumbled to himself as he looked out his window as his friend drove his car to their next destination.

"Aw come on Lovi! It's not that bad. These guys pay well. I swear everything is going to be fine."

"Yea whatever." Lovino hated doing this. Sometimes he had to skip class to go on a run and it wasn't doing any good with his education. Though he knew the one reason why he wanted to earn the money. Yes it was because it was a lot of money and it felt nice to have some and indulge in things he never had once in a while. But there was another sole purpose why he was doing it. It was mainly for his family. For his grandpa and for his little brother Feliciano.

They lived in a small old house at the end of town. They lived there all their lives ever since their mother died after giving birth to Feliciano. Lovino was three years his elder and he knew he had to protect Feli no matter what. Now being in the drug business, he knew he was putting his family at risk. But he also knew that Vitale would never mention to another that he had a family that lived close by. As much as he disliked the teen, he knew he could trust him with.

"We're almost there man. Just a little longer." Vitale said as he turned down a corner.

"I just want to get this shit over and done with. Grandpa and Feli are waiting for me at home to bring them some food."

"Sure man, no problem. Just a couple more minutes."

And just like he said, a couple of minutes passed and they ended up at the site where they were supposed to meet with the three men that ordered the drugs. Even though this has been Lovino's twentieth drug run, he still felt nervous and wrong about it every time.

Vitale got out of the car first and approached the three men and shook their hands. To Lovino they seemed friendly enough, but they still couldn't be trusted. That's the first thing Vitale taught him. Never trust anyone in the drug business.

Even though everything looked to be going smooth, Lovino couldn't help but feel like something was wrong inside. Like he shouldn't be there right now.

Vitale waved to Lovino and that was his cue to get out of the car. He grabbed his back pack and walked towards them. Lovino was always a tough kid and kept his cool no matter what. That's the reason why Vitale chose to bring Lovino into this business. He knew he was a great candidate and for such a young teenage age, he really proved himself to be trustworthy.

Lovino handed Vitale the back pack and he took it with a smile. "Thanks man. Go wait for me in the car."

Lovino nodded and started walking away when all of a sudden one of the guys spoke to him.

"Hey you! What's your name?"

Lovino stopped walking and froze in place. His heart started beating a little faster. This has never happened before. Everything always went smoothly and this was the first time he was called out by someone.

He stood there frozen but spoke up quickly. "What's it matter to you?"

"What's it matter to me?" The man laughed. "I asked you a question little shit and you better answer."

Lovino never let anyone talk to him like that, but he knew that if he snapped back, he could get killed. So he jut clenched his fists tightly and spoke before things got worse. "Lovino."

"Ah Lovino. See that wasn't so bad now was it?" The other men laughed with him and it only caused Lovino's blood to boil. "Now run along home now to your grandpa and little faggot brother, haha!"

Lovino totally lost it then. He couldn't believe what he just heard. He never felt so angry in his life as he suddenly felt betrayed. He quickly turned around and shot the dirtiest glare he could ever give to Vitale.

Vitale looked horrified and had a look of regret in his eyes as he stared back at him.

How could he? How could he let other strange men know about his family? He thought he could trust him, but obviously he knew who he was dealing with now. A complete scumbag that only cares about selling drugs and money.

He's had enough of this shit.

Instead of going back into the car, he started to walk back to his home that.

"Wait!"

He heard Vitale call after him, but he ignored it as he kept walking faster to his house. It didn't matter that it was all the way across town. He didn't want to be near that asshole that ruined his trust and brought danger to his own family even though he promised he wouldn't.

"Yo wait up!"

"Fuck you!" Lovino started walking faster but Vitale eventually caught up with him.

"Fuck! Wait!" He grabbed Lovino's arm and Lovino shoved him away hard.

"What the fuck were you thinking!? Why did you tell them about my family!?" Lovino was so angry that Vitale thought he saw red in his bright hazel eyes.

"I-I didn't mean to! Listen let me explain-"

"There's no need. What's done is done. Don't ever fucking talk to me again!"

"Wait-no! Lovi please! They made me tell them! They threatened me if I didn't I'm so sorry!"

No matter how much Vitale tried to plead and apologize to Lovino, he wouldn't have it. He walked all the way home and did not stop once until he got there.


"Ve! Fratello your home!" Feliciano exclaimed and ran towards the door to where Lovino was standing. Feliciano hugged him from around the waist and rested his head on his chest. "I missed you so much!"

Usually when Lovino came home, Feliciano would hug him and be all happy and Lovino would only push him away and give him a little attitude.

But not today.

Today was different. He was scared. He was nervous and frightened now that a bunch of drug dealers knew about his family. He needed to protect them now and he promised himself the whole way home that he would do everything in his heart to make sure nothing bad happens to them.

Feliciano moved away from his chest and looked up to his brothers face. Feliciano was just a couple of inches shorter than his older brother, but he was catching up quickly as the years go by.

Feliciano noticed sadness in his Fratello's expression and gave a pout. "Lovi what is wrong? You're not your usual self today!"

"Nothing Feli. Just let me go to my room."

"Okay.." Feliciano stepped away so that his brother could go to his room. He was a little confused as to why he wasn't himself and couldn't help but to ask.

"Wait Fratello! Um…did you bring the food?"

Lovino stopped in his tracks and sighed. "No Feli."

"Oh..that's okay. I was just wondering um.." Feliciano was a little nervous but was really concerned about his brother.

"It will be rough from now on. Expect less food."

Feliciano started fidgeting nervously because he wanted to ask why, but if he pried too much then he knew his brother would scold him for doing so. But Lovino sensed that he wanted to know why so he answered anyway.

"I quit my job today. It is going to be harder from now on."

"Oh..I'm sorry to hear that Lovi. Are you going to tell Grandpa?"

"No! He doesn't need to know! Not yet anyways…"

Feliciano swallowed nervously again and started playing with his fingers. "Okay..okay you tell him when you need to. I promise I won't Fratello."

"Good. I'm going to rest now. See you later."

Lovino walked up the stairs and to his room and slammed his door shut causing Feliciano to flinch a little.

Feliciano loved him so much and no matter how much his older brother couldn't stand him sometimes, he knew he wanted to help somehow. So he would let him cool off for a bit before he would try to approach him later.


Lovino lay in his bed with the sheets over his head. He wanted to cry so badly but then he thought that would make him a pussy because he was supposed to be the strong one. He didn't know what to do about keeping his family safe now that certain thugs knew of his private life.

'That bastard Vitale. I swear I'll kill him if he lets anything happen to my family.' Lovino thought angrily as he shifted in bed to face the window.

It was night time now and the moon shined bright through the window and onto his bed. Lovino loved the night. The quietness and moonlight soothed him somewhat. But he still couldn't shake the feeling that at any moment thugs could burst into his home and kill the last of his family off.

He sighed once again and begged for an easy sleep. Although it was impossible with the stress that was pressing him. He did swear to himself though that if he ever saw Vitale again, he would beat the shit out of him.

Before he could drift off to sleep finally, a small knock came to his door.

"Fratello? Are you awake?"

Lovino cringed at the voice but let him in anyways. "Yea Feli. Come in."

The door opened slowly and Feliciano inched inside the room cautiously. He stopped just at the side of his older brother's bed and stood there expectantly.

Lovino turned around in bed and sat up to face his younger brother. He didn't even bother to look at his brother in the eyes. He felt so useless.

"Lovino…" Feliciano softly spoke causing Lovino to lift his hazel eyes to his brothers beautiful brown ones. "I just wanted to say…that..I love you."

Lovino for once in his life felt his heart sink. Feliciano never admitted such a thing because he was always hesitant to do so. Lovino never let down his guard, but tonight was different. For the first time in a long time, Lovino smiled sweetly.

Feliciano couldn't help but gasp at the sudden change. All his life he only saw Lovino smile once. It was when his grandpa showed him some old pictures in an album of his mom and dad. The memories must have made him happy just for that short period of time. But when he looked to his younger brother, Feli couldn't help but feel like it was his entire fault that their mother had died. It kind of was though, but not intentionally because he was obviously an infant. His mother just couldn't handle it again and passed away just after giving birth to Feliciano.

"Lovino! What's wrong with your face?!" Feliciano exclaimed.

Lovino immediately frowned. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"No, I mean, uh, you're…smiling?" Feliciano didn't want to ruin the rare moment between them and tried to say what he meant to say.

"Yea, so what?"

"You never smile Fratello. It's so beautiful."

Lovino blushed and looked away all embarrassed. "Shut up, it's not like I meant it or anything."

"I think you did~" Feliciano played and Lovino snapped back.

"I did not!"

"Did too!"

"Shut up!"

"Make me!"

Lovino grabbed Feliciano and pulled him down to the bed and started tickling him like crazy. Feliciano screamed and laughed so hard causing Lovino to laugh out loud as well. They both tickled and wrestled and eventually Feli gave up and Lovino won.

"Did not!" Lovino laughed and smiled down at Feliciano with the brightest smile he had ever seen.

Feliciano stopped laughing and calmed his smile while staring up at his handsome brother. He carefully lifted his hand and caressed his face.

"I love you too Feliciano." Lovino softly spoke and Feliciano smiled.

"I know Lovi. I always knew that."

"Good, I want you to always know it. No matter what happens. I'll always protect you."

"Si. I know you will." Feliciano whispered in a loving voice.

Lovino lowered himself so that he could hug his little brother and couldn't help but let out a couple of tears that he was holding back the whole time.

He swore. He swore that no harm will ever come to his family. Especially Feliciano. He'd risk anything to save him. No matter what the cost was in the end.


The next day it was raining.

It was raining so hard that it pounded on the roof and woke Lovino up early. He groaned and turned around so that he could read his alarm clock which read half past nine. Lovino didn't have school today which he was really thankful for that. He didn't feel like walking in the rain and he also didn't feel like seeing that traitor either.

Slowly he got out of bed and stretched. He figured since it was Saturday that he'd make his grandpa and Feli some breakfast. He stood up from his bed and made his way over to his closet where he pulled out a short sleeve black shirt and dark jean pants. When he wore dark clothes it always complimented his eyes. His hair was dark brown, but it made his eyes stand out the most and he was told once from a girl that he liked that they were mysterious.

Even though he had nice eyes and tan skin, he always seemed to be a little jealous of Feliciano. As the boy grew, his hair became more tinted with a reddish brown and his eyes were such a light brown and beautiful that he could see a reflection of himself in them very easily. Lovino took after their mother. His mother had dark brown hair like his and had bright green eyes. Feliciano took more after their father which had reddish brown hair and brownish green eyes. Even though that their features were a little different, they were distinct ably brothers.

Lovino had to admit that Feliciano was always the nice one. Which he rather prefer it to be that way. If they were to be too much alike, then they would be boring. All of their lives, Lovino always treated Feliciano like crap and never cared too much for him. Every time his little brother tried to show him affection he would push him away. He now figured out that it must have been jealousy. He always thought that Grandpa loved Feliciano more. Which was probably true, but now he knew not to blame him and it wasn't his fault. He would soon change his attitude and be a much better brother to Feli than before.

After brushing his teeth, Lovino made his way downstairs to the kitchen. He sensed today will be a much better day than yesterday since he had a good night's rest and had some nice closure with his brother last night on top of it. He felt that from now on he would put some effort into getting closer to his brother and be there for him like a real brother should have been all this time. He had a lot of making up to do.

Better off starting now.

He walked into the kitchen with a smirk on his face. Today he would tend to his brother like he promised and feed him, and then maybe beat the crap out of Vitale when he saw him later on.

He noticed that his Grandpa wasn't home because he went to work. That made things easier for him because he really didn't feel like making a large breakfast. He went to the cabinet and pulled out some bread. He then grabbed a plate and cut up the bread and spread some butter on it from the fridge. He also took out some fresh fruit and cheese to go along with the meal. Lovino wasn't much of a coffee drinker as he preferred drinking juice instead. He also knew that Feli was too young still to drink coffee so he left that part out. He squeezed some oranges with the help of a squeezer into their glasses and then set the table.

Lovino nodded feeling content looking at the set table. Now it was time to wake up his brother.

He made his way upstairs and down the hall to Feliciano's room. He knew his brother would be really surprised to see him wake him up because it never happened before. Lovino was shocked in himself that he was doing these sorts of things. Never would he have thought that he would start caring as much as he did now. He guessed that maybe he was scared or maybe he finally got a reality check and opened his eyes to something that he kept closed off for so long.

Slowly he opened Feli's door. He peeked into the room and saw him sleeping peacefully in bed. Lovino quietly made his way over to his bedside and nudged him a little to wake up.

"Feliciano?"

Feliciano murmured and groaned in his sleep. Lovino couldn't help but think that he was so cute so he nudged him carefully again.

"Feli wake up. I made breakfast."

Still nothing. Just a little groan escaped him.

Lovino was starting to lose his patience a little so he nudged him a little harder now.

"Dammit get up! I made some breakfast!"

Feliciano woke up and yelped in shock. His eyes widened to see his older brother standing over him next to his bed with his hands on his waist all pissed off.

"O-Oh! So sorry Fratello! I'm awake!" Feliciano scurried off the bed quickly while almost tripping and Lovino couldn't help but snort at his brother's clumsiness.

"Good. Now get dressed and come downstairs. Grandpa Roma went to work already so I made us something to eat." Lovino walked out of the room and headed back downstairs.

To the sound of food, Feliciano's stomach grumbled. He hadn't eaten last night because Lovino was upset and forgot to bring some food home for them. He was excited to see what was for breakfast as he quickly got dressed and headed downstairs to where Lovino was waiting for him.

"Sit. Take some bread and stuff." Lovino spoke and Feliciano followed his orders. It wasn't like he could hold himself back anyways, he was so hungry. Feli practically stuffed his face with fruit and bread almost choking all the while.

"Don't be so stupid! You're going to choke!" Lovino scolded him as he took a bite out of his own bread.

"S-Sorry Lovi!" Feliciano spoke with food in his mouth. He swallowed quickly and gulped down some freshly made juice before speaking again. "Hey Lovi, you got some food this morning from the market?"

"No. Grandpa probably went before he went to work. Thank him for that otherwise we would starve by now." Lovino said as he took a swig of his juice.

"Oh si! I will thank him later!" Feliciano continued eating and Lovino couldn't help but watch him as he ate. He was so innocent and cute. How come he never noticed his brother before? It had to be because he was jealous or something? Who knows.

"I'm going into town today to pick up a few things and then I'll be back. You're going to be okay being home alone right?"

Feliciano stopped eating for a second and frowned. "Fratello's leaving today? But I thought you quit your job?"

"Stop being so nosy! I'll be back before you know it. Just make sure you stay inside and don't tell Grandpa that I left you alone okay?"

"Si Lovi. Okay.." Feliciano ignored the worried feeling he had in the pit of his stomach. He knew something was up with his brother besides losing his job. But he just couldn't put his finger on it. If he were to dig into it more, then Lovi would snap at him and he didn't want that now that everything was starting to get better between them.

"Good. Now finish up and wash the dishes. I'm leaving now." Lovino got up from the table and placed his dish in the sink. He then walked into the den to put on his shoes and black cap hat.

Feliciano watched him and couldn't help but to feel sad that he was leaving. It wasn't that he didn't like being home alone, well it was that too, it was also that Lovino was starting to give him the love and affection he'd always wanted. Just having him leave for an hour or two made him sad.

"Will you be gone for long?" Feliciano quietly asked from the kitchen, but Lovino heard him just fine.

"No don't worry. Just stay put and I'll be right back." Lovino grabbed his wallet and stuffed it in his jeans as he made his way to the front door. Feliciano left the kitchen and followed him.

"Lovino.."

"What?" Lovino asked a little annoyed that Feliciano was being all curious and clingy.

"I..um..I-"

"Spit it out already!"

Feliciano looked away for a second and cleared his throat. "I love you.."

Lovino frowned a little and eased up on his attitude. In that moment he reminded himself that he had to start treating him better. He gave a sigh and ruffled Feliciano's hair. "I love you too dammit. Now stop worrying so much and go clean your room or something. I'll be right back."

With those last words, Lovino bent down a little and gave a quick kiss to Feli's cheek and exited the house leaving Feliciano standing there with a blush on his face.


"It's a simple task really. All you have to do is lure them in and we'll do the rest."

Vitale was shaking as he was held at gun point. Gilbert Bielschmidt was the head drug lord that controlled everything Vitale did. They were at Gilbert's hideout on the east side of town in a secluded building. That is where they met daily to distribute the drugs to the dealers so that they can make the money and then bring it back to the boss.

"I-I don't know if I can boss-"

Gilbert smacked the boy across the face so hard that he saw stars.

"You shut the fuck up kid! I am the head of this joint so you will do as I say or else there will be consequences." Gilbert growled to the young teen as he paced back and forth in front of him.

"Now..as I was saying." Gilbert cleared his throat. "Lure the other men here and my men will take care of the rest. Got it? It's a simple task and I'm pretty sure you're more than able to do so."

"But..but what if they don't listen to me boss?

"Well then that would be a problem now would it?" Gilbert gave a vicious smile and suddenly an idea came to him. "Hmm..better yet, I don't want my men getting their hands messy. I will have you do it instead because you are younger and they won't expect it much from you."

Vitale closed his eyes and prayed that this was just a nightmare. He couldn't bring himself to kill someone. Let alone kill more than one man. He was ready to throw up. He didn't want to do this.

"And what about your friend Lovino is it? Have him help you out so it will go by quickly." Gilbert smiled.

"B-Boss..I can't have Lovino do that. He's so young, he's only fifteen!" Vitale cried and pleaded, but his boss wouldn't have it.

"Oh quit being a pussy. I did my first kill when I was only thirteen. Just this one time won't do any harm. Now run along and get the job done so that we could all live happily ever after, kesesese!"

Vitale cringed at his bosses laughter. He hated him so much and he wished that he'd never get involved with his business in the first place. And now he wished that he never got Lovino involved in any of it either.

The men let Vitale go and lowered their guns. He was still shaking and so many thoughts were running through his head that it made him dizzy.

Before he could leave and plan what he was going to do, his boss spoke.

"Oh and one more thing."

Vitale stopped walking and turned around slightly.

"If you don't get this done, consider your family dead."

Vitale's face went white and his heart felt like it stopped. His family? He would kill his family? No…no he needed to find a way to get this done. He would do anything to protect his family. Anything.

"And don't forget to clean up the witness after too. We don't want that little shit getting this out to anyone ya know?"

Vitale felt like he wanted to faint. He had to get rid of Lovino too? This was all too much for him to handle. He couldn't do it. Lovino was his friend. But what about his own family? They meant more to him than a friend. But how could he get rid of him? Lovino had a family too that cared for him.

He didn't know what to do. But he had to think fast. Gilbert was a man of his word which he witnessed dreadfully in the past. The only way this could go was to kill those men and Lovino and then his family would be fine. He had no other choice. He was left to do the dirty deed and had to drag his friend along with it and to his own death.

Though nothing else mattered to Vitale but his mother, father, and little sister that just turned ten. He could picture his family with smiles on their faces and his little sister greeting him happily every day he came home.

He finally made his decision. Which now came the hard part. He had to figure out a way to convince Lovino to kill with him somehow.

And end his friend's life as well.


Lovino walked down the street and into the food court. He figured he'd pick up a couple of groceries with the money he had left from the last drug run he went on. He knew his Grandpa and Feliciano loved pasta so much and thought to buy a pound of it and some tomatoes to make some homemade sauce. Though Lovino himself loved homemade pizza. He wished his Grandpa would make his special pizza for him but he was much too busy lately with work so he was hardly home until nightfall. Then an idea came to him. Tonight he was going to make pizza.

He would buy dough, pepperoni, and cheese to make his awesome pizza. He got really excited and couldn't wait to get home now and surprise them. It's been forever since they had a nice slice from a fresh made pie. Lovino's stomach startled to rumble just thinking about it.

A smirk was placed on his lips as he strolled down a block to a baker that he knew that always gave him good deals for dough.

Then his happiness was suddenly diminished.

He heard a familiar voice cry out to him and as he turned around he clenched his fists together and snarled.

Fucking Vitale.

'What the fuck does this bastard want?' Lovino thought angrily as he watched his ex friend run after him.

He was panting and had a look of horror in his eyes as he stopped in front of Lovino.

"Lovino! Listen to me; you have to come with me quick!"

"What the fuck do you want?! Get the hell out of my face!" Lovino growled.

"No wait Lovino listen! They're after your family! They're going to kill Feliciano!"

Lovino's snarl went away and his face paled. "What the hell are you talking about? Who's going to kill him? I don't believe you!"

"The three men we met with the other day! They said that we cheated them out and now they're after our families Lovi!" Vitale cried out and it only made Lovino panic more.

But no matter how much he hated Vitale at the moment, anyone who threatened to hurt his last remaining family would have to pay the price.

"What do you want me to do?" Lovino asked hoping there was some way to stop them.

Vitale pulled Lovino away from the crowd of people. "We have to kill them Lovi, it's the only way!"

"You're lying! I'm not killing anyone!" Lovino scowled and started to walk away.

"No wait please! It's the only way! I don't want my family to die! Please Lovi please do it for our families!"

Lovino wanted to walk away so bad. He knew this was a horrible idea and wrong in so many ways. But he didn't want any harm to come from these men.

He thought of Feliciano. He thought of the men holding him at gun point, or torturing him before they killed him. Lovino started to panic. He could never let that happen.

So there was only one way to stop it.

"Where are they and how do we do this?"

"Just down town. We'll get my guns and we'll take them out quick. Let's hurry."

Lovino nodded and followed Vitale to his car which was parked around the corner. He knew something was up inside, but he couldn't think about that now. Right now he had to rid these men so that they won't be a threat to his family.

He never thought he would ever kill someone in his life, but this time counts for desperate measures. Vitale sped up the block and headed down town to the area where they met the men yesterday. Lovino knew Vitale couldn't be trusted, but then yet again he remembered when the men told him that they knew he had a family. That right there gave him more than enough truth that they wanted to kill his family off.

They eventually arrived at the hideout and they both stepped out of the car. Lovino waited by his car door as Vitale opened up the back trunk and took out two hand guns. From the corner of his eye he noticed something shiny and then looked back up to where Lovino was standing impatiently. Vitale swallowed hard and took in a deep breath.

'I have to do this…'

Vitale quickly grabbed the sharp object and put it in his back pocket and covered it with his long shirt. He then quickly shut the back trunk and walked over to Lovino handing him a gun.

"I only got a few bullets in each so please make sure you hit on target."

Lovino felt scared for once in his life and he couldn't help but shake a little as he grabbed the gun and took the safety off. He knew how to fire guns because his Grandpa taught him how a long time ago in order to protect himself and Feli just in case anything dangerous would happen if he were to be gone.

Well that day came and now he was more than ready to protect them.

Lovino looked to his gun and took a deep breath. He thought to himself that once this was over, he would beat the crap out of Vitale and then go back to his family where they could live a safe happy life with each other. That's all he wanted. No more drug deals, no more loneliness, and no more being poor. He was to get a job first thing the next morning doing anything. Anything, but involving himself in dangerous things again. He was a new person as of today. He would commit a righteous act and be proud that he saved his family from harm no matter how wrong it was to kill someone.

"Let's go."

Lovino nodded and followed Vitale towards the building. It was still raining out but only a drizzle as they snuck behind the building and headed through the back door. The building was abandoned for a while now and made a great hideout for drug dealers. When they entered the building it reeked of cigarette smoke and they could hear men conversing with one another. Lovino felt sick for doing this but it needed to be done. He watched as Vitale motioned for him to follow him when the coast was clear as they headed to the room where the men were hanging out.

The three men sat there on the old couch smoking and drinking. They seemed to be having a great time and it only made Lovino angrier.

"Haha! So you know what I told her, I said, 'Fuck you bitch, you can go walk home now!'"

The men laughed at the guy speaking which was the man who last spoke to Lovino. His blood started to boil by the minute.

"So funny boss. Hey listen guys; I was wonderin' if you'll come to my daughter's birthday party this Saturday. She's turnin' five and all."

"Ahaha aww daddy's little angel has a party! So cute!" The other man laughed and caused the other one to laugh as well.

"Aw come on guys! She misses ya! My wife said they'll be plenty of beer and food. So why not?"

The other men thought about it and agreed with him. It was a change rather than hanging out in a rundown old building with each other. Plus there was free food and drinks so who would turn down that invite?

"Sure man, Saturday it is." The main guy laughed and then cleared his throat. "Now..on with more important things. Bielschmidt."

Vitale cringed at the name and Lovino only raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Yea man, we gotta take him out and his men too!"

"Yea before he ruins our business!"

"Alright alright, don't worry. I got a plan. First we'll take out his henchmen and then the others, haha."

Lovino felt like shooting them right at that moment. The 'others' must have meant their families and he couldn't help but clench his teeth in anger. Then he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Not yet. Wait just a little more."

Lovino had to take in a deep breath to calm himself down and waited impatiently until the opportune moment to attack.

After a little while when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, Vitale motioned for him to follow as the men started to head out of the building. They followed them until they were standing by their cars in the back parking lot.

The moment was coming. Lovino's hands started to sweat around the gun and his blood pressure started to rise. His heart beat in his ears, he was going to kill. He was going to kill, he was going to-

"Now!"

Lovino quickly snapped out of it and ran outside with the gun raised as he pulled the trigger.

The men didn't even have a chance to turn around as they were attacked by bullets to their bodies. Lovino watched as they fell to the ground one by one . Lovino knew that the job was already done but he kept firing anyways. Vitale had to stop him and urge him to run out of there before anyone noticed them.

"Lovino, stop let's go!"

Lovino was breathing hard as he dropped his gun to the floor and took off running with Vitale. They ran and ran until they couldn't run anymore and hid in an alleyway.

Lovino couldn't believe that he actually did it. He had killed. Not one, but two men. Vitale killed the last one but that didn't matter now. The deed was done. His family was safe. His Feli was safe.

"Holy fuck." Lovino breathed out and tried to catch his breath. "What the fuck..what the fuck did we just do!?"

"You did it Lovino! You did it!" Vitale exclaimed and placed a warm hand on his back.

"S-Si..I did..we did. Still..what the fuck!"

Vitale laughed and patted him on the back. "We should go home now so that the polizia wont catch us."

"Yea, okay. Bye asshole. I'll deal with you later."

Lovino began walking away at a normal pace so that he wouldn't catch anyone's attention. The last thing he wanted now was to look like a suspect and get called into the station. Or worse, sent to jail.

Vitale stood behind and stared at his back. Suddenly his eyes went blank.

He had to kill him now.

He felt weak. He felt like the worst piece of shit in the world. And he was. He was going to kill his best friend...all to protect his own family.

Lovino's family was never in any danger. He used it as a decoy to get help from him to kill off the dealers that Gilbert wanted dead. Now he had to fulfill his mission and kill the only friend he ever had.

He could feel his heart race as he reached his hand to his back pocket and pulled out the six inch knife. He stared at it for a bit before finally making his decision. The one decision that would change his life. He would lose his best friend, but in the end, his family wont be harmed.

Slowly he started walking to catch up with Lovino. The rain started to come down just a little bit more as he slowly caught up with Lovino being careful as to make as little noise as possible.

Lovino kept walking and was almost out of the long alley way. He knew he would be home within a half hour and he'd bring Feliciano with him to pick up the ingredients that he wanted to purchase before for the pizza he wanted to make. He thought that maybe he'd hang out with Feliciano today and spend some brotherly time together for once.

A smirk came to his face as he thought about his younger brother. How happy he would be and how his face would light up when he asked him to come into town with him. How he would let out his little 'Ve' noises and jump up and down and hug him excitedly.

He honestly couldn't wait. Today was the day that he would change. Today he would be a different person. A loving and caring person to his Grandpa, to his Feli, to-

Lovino felt a searing pain shoot through his body. He stopped walking suddenly and gasped out in pain. It felt like he was stabbed in the back and before he could turn around, he felt the pain again. Over and over he felt the most excruciating pain he had ever felt in his life and he couldn't breath. Suddenly he fell to his knee's and grabbed his back and felt something wet. He reached his hands back to his face and saw blood.

His eyes widened in horror as he slowly turned his head and saw that Vitale was standing behind him with a large knife in hand and blood all over it. Confusion shot through Lovino as he tried his best to speak, but the pain was all too much.

His breathing came in heavy and he was having trouble taking in the air into his lungs. As each second passed, more blood poured out of his body and then he finally realized that he was stabbed more than just once in the back. Not just in the back, but in the kidney.

Vitale walked in front of Lovino so that he was now facing him. Lovino looked up to his face with pain in his eyes. Vitale was crying and he didn't understand why he had stabbed him. All he knew was that if he didn't get to a doctor soon, he would die.

"Vi..tale?" Lovino choked out and suddenly he was starting to feel a little dizzy from the blood loss as he tried his best to use his strength and put as much pressure on the stab wounds.

"Lovi...I'm so sorry. I never want to do t-this." Vitale choked out and tried to hold back a sob as he kneeled in front of Lovino holding the knife shakingly in his hand.

Lovino felt fear. He didn't want to die and he didn't know why Vitale was doing this. Why was he betraying him like this? What did he do to him? He didn't deserve this. He wanted to live. He didn't want to die yet. He had so much to live for.

Lovino looked at him in the eyes and was trying his best to not cry. Tears started falling down his face as he pleaded wordlessly not to kill him.

But all hope was lost as the knife suddenly plunged into him. He coughed up blood as he lowered his head to see the blade sticking out of his stomach. He started to shake, the pain was too much. Why couldn't he just kill him off fast? Why make him suffer? Why?

Vitale stood from his position and ran off as fast as he could. He couldn't stand to watch his friend die.

He ran away from the dying teen. Ran away from his crime like a coward.

Lovino wanted to call him a coward. Wanted so badly to call after him, but he couldn't speak.

His body was starting to feel cold. He was starting to feel weak. He wanted to call for help, but nothing came out. He had trouble taking air into his lungs because it hurt so much to breath. Slowly his vision was starting to blur. He was loosing too much blood.

'No..' He thought as his head started to lower and his eyes started to close. 'No not now. Not now please. I don't want to die.'

At the age of fifteen, he never thought he would be on the verge of death.

He couldn't. No it wasn't his time.

Lovino coughed up more blood and his breath started coming in slower.

'Feliciano.'

With his vision now getting worse, he knew he was going to die. His heart started to slow down dramatically and he already knew that he lost too much blood to be saved. He had to let go now. It was his time after all.

"Feli..ciano...I am..so sorry.." He struggled to get out his last words as his last breath escaped his lips and he fell into a dark oblivion where he would welcome the next step in life that would lead him.


Vitale ran and ran as fast as he could. His hands were covered in Lovino's blood as he tried his best to wipe it off on his pants. It disgusted him, he didn't want to live anymore. How could he do this to his only friend?

Vitale reached Gilbert's hideout and let himself inside in a hurry. He passed all of the other gang dealers as he made his way to his bosses room. He didn't even bother to knock as he let himself in and tried to catch his breath.

Gilbert was sitting at his chair counting the money he made from the sales. He lifted his gaze to Vitale and smiled.

"So, how did it go? Did you get the job done like I asked?"

"Yes." Vitale panted and tried not to cry. "We killed them."

"Good. And what about the boy?"

Vitale closed his eyes to stop the tears from coming and held back a sob. "Si.."

"Haha I knew you'd do it! Good job! Here you earned this!"

Gilbert grabbed a wad of cash and threw it at Vitale. Vitale just let it hit him and watched as it fell to the ground. He was staring at the ground at the money and never felt so sick and horrible in his life.

He didn't even bother to thank his boss as he slowly picked up the money and started to head out of the room.

And as if he thought nothing could get any worse, Gilbert spoke up again.

"Oh and by the way, I wasnt really going to kill off your family Vitale. You know I'm a better man than that. I just said that so you'd kill the boy because if I didn't threaten you, then you would pussy out." Gilbert laughed.

In that second, Vitale became really dizzy. The world around him slowed and he could feel his breaths coming in slow and then pick up again.

"Oh god.."

Gilbert stopped laughing and raised an eyebrow. "Whats wrong? You upset or something? I thought you said you didn't care for the kid?"

Vitale couldn't believe it. He had killed his friend for nothing. His family was never in harm's way and he had murdered his only friend he ever had.

Without wasting another second, he ran our of there. He ran again past his bosses henchemen, out the door, and to the area where he had stabbed Lovino.

He had to get there fast. There still had to be some time to save him and get him to a hospital.

'My God Lovi! Hold on!' He thought frantically as he ran with all his might to his best friend.

He didn't care if his friend hated him forever and would welcome his revenge if he wanted to kill him. He would let Lovino kill him. He deserved it. But all that mattered in that moment was to save his friend.

He got back to the alley way quicker than he thought as he saw from afar Lovino laying down on the ground. As he got closer he could see he was laying in a pool of blood motionless.

"My God Lovino!" Vitale ran up to him and knelt down in his blood and pulled him up into his arms. "Fuck! Lovino! Lovi wake up!"

Vitale started to cry as he watched the lifeless face of his best friend in his arms. He shook him and then tried to listen for a heart beat, but there was nothing. He felt colder and Vitale couldn't help but to cry out in horror.

"Lovino! Fuck! Don't worry I'll get you help I promise just wake up."

Still there was nothing. Lovino's face looked peaceful and Vitale couldn't help but cry out hysterically.

There in the alley way Vitale held the lifeless body of an innocent fifteen year old teen that now slept in an eternal sleep.


A few days have passed.

The funeral was held at the small graveyard just a couple of blocks from the Vargas's home.

Feliciano stood next to his Grandfather as he wept quietly staring at the grave stone of his beloved dead brother.

He couldn't believe he was gone. Just a couple of days ago he was healthy and alive and now he was buried six feet under ground.

It wasnt fair. Feliciano didn't understand. Who could have killed him and why? He hardly had any money and he didn't know anyone that could have hated him. So then what was it?

Tears flowed freely down his cheeks as he sniffed and bowed down his head. It was almost his birthday and he was going to turn thirteen. He was planning to have the best birthday ever with Lovino because he had promised him that night when they talked in Lovino's room. He would surprise him with a beautiful gift and now he would never know what that felt like.

Feliciano watched as some people from town started to leave the grave site. He also saw Vitale which he knew was Lovino's only friend. The teen didn't even look at the grave and Feliciano could sense there was something wrong.

"Come Feli. Let's go home." Roma spoke sadly to Feliciano but he wouldn't budge.

"No Grandpa. I want to stay with him. He's going to be all alone.."

"Feliciano..I'm sorry, but Lovino is somewhere far away now in a much better place. Let's go home so that you could pray for him."

Feliciano was about to snap. There was no way he was going to leave his brother alone. "No!" Feliciano yelled. "I'm not leaving him!"

He cried some more and all Roma could do was stand there and try to be the strong one for Feliciano. He had to be, Feli had no one else and he loved him so much. He also couldn't stand the fact that he lost his grandson. He needed to watch over Feli now and cut down on work which would make things harder for them, but he had too.

"Feliciano..please. There's nothing we can do now but to go home and pray for him. I promise you we will visit him everyday." Roma tried holding back his tears but it was just so hard.

Feliciano just stood there and clenched his fists. Then his anger quickly overcame the sadness.

"You promised me!" Feliciano sobbed out. "You said you'll be right back! You said and you lied!" Feliciano fell to the ground and wept some more. Roma knelt next to him and pulled him into a tight hug as they cried together.

Nothing was ever going to be the same for Feliciano again.


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