It was sunny, the cheerfulness of the day only aggravating Feliciano. The world didn't deserve to be happy! No one deserved to be happy.
The world took away his mom when she was trying to buy Feliciano his birthday cake. His older brother still hadn't left his room to come to the funeral. His grandfather was kind enough to stay behind and take care of them. Everywhere he looked, he got the same look from all the adults.
Pity.
But Feliciano needed to be happy. He had to be happy for his brother and his grandfather and most of all his mother.
So when he walked up to his mother's closed casket he smiled. "Ciao Mama!" He said brightly forcing a smile on his face. "I hope you are having a great time in heaven! I mean you get to meet grandma who make the world's best pasta! Everyone at home is sad that you went away, but I know it's only for a while. One day we will all be together and have a picnic; me, you, grandma and grandpa, Lovino, and Romeo. Speaking of Romeo, say hi to him for me." He stopped talking to think of what else to say. "Don't worry. I'll keep my promise to you and I'll make sure Lovino keeps his."
He then walked away.
"Goodbye Mama."
Feliciano knocked on the door softly. "Big Brother we need you to help us pack ."
No response.
He sighed as he opened the door. Lovino immediately jumped back. His room was a mess, his clothes was everywhere, and his books and homework lay on the floor.
"Come on big brother you are not a vampire!" Feliciano exclaimed. "You need to go outside, Grandpa is calling you too."
"Leave me alone stupid brother." Lovino shouted. Feliciano just let that comment slide and began to pack up. "Ve~ Can you believe it Lovino? We're going to the city. Do you think it look like the the one on TV?"
Lovino didn't comment back.
Feliciano kept on talking anyway. Anything was better than this stifling silence. "I wonder what the new school would be like..." He tapered off before bouncing back brightly to another point. "Maybe they will have cool uniforms and some cute girls, what do you think brother?"
Still no answer. "Grandpa said we're going to be in different schools. I'm going to be in 5th grade in elementary school, and you're going to be starting 8th grade in middle school. We're going to be world aparts!"
This time Lovino mumbled. "I'm going to pick you up, so don't you go anywhere with strangers bastard."
Feliciano smiled. "Alright!"
"What do you mean that we can't move yet!" Feliciano and Lovino's grandfather yelled. Feliciano squeaked, he had never heard his grandfather yell like that. In fact, his grandfather never raised his voice before, even when Lovino punched the bullies that were hurting Feliciano.
His Nono was currently talking to a man in a nice looking suit with an emotionless expression. Feliciano didn't understand what the two were saying, but he knew the gist because of Nono's screaming.
They had to stay in this house. The house where his mother had lived, in the city she walked. The town of her memory.
"I'm sorry Feliciano, I know how much you and your brother wanted to leave this town but..."
"But what Grandfather?" Feliciano asked .
His grandfather sigh. "It's a grown up thing called money, I'll tell you when you're older."
Feliciano clenched his fist. He hated whenever adults told him that. He's ten years old; no longer a baby. Ten is pretty much ten more to twenty.
"Are you going to tell Lovino why? He already has enough on his plate so please don't make him more sad."
Nono smiled. "You're such a sweet boy. I promise that everything will go well, okay."
Feliciano bit his lips.
He hates promises.