Feliciano was never very good at talking his way out of situations. But if there was any time where comunication skills would be greatly needed, this was one of those times. The poor boy had been minding his own business when- what looked to be a normal, nice, boy asked him to help with something behind the school gym. While walking with him, Feliciano learned that the boy's name was Mathias. His hair was spiked up in the front, tilting in one direction, which facinated the italian born male to no end.
"How do you get it to that? Do you use gel? My brother tried to use gel once and it looked funny. I tried to fix it and he got mad at me when I touched his hair and tried to punch me- but grandpa came in before any real damage could be done. We were young back then you know- hey what are we going to do behind the gym anyway?"
Mathias seemed to be in some sort of daze, Feliciano was pretty used to this. For some reason people had this look on their face whenever they spoke to him. The boy's face soon turned sour nearly as soon as they were behind the gym. He grabbed Feliciano by the arm and slammed him into the wall, leaving the shorter male wide eyed. "You may have a pretty face, but you sure as hell talk a whole damn lot." He snarled.
"Oh." Feliciano replied. "A lot of people say I talk a lot, but what if I talk enough and everyone else just talks so little?"
Mathias gave a groan and grabbed at Feli's tie-standard uniform. "Look. I'm going to make this simple for you okay? I saw you wondering the halls and thoguht you were cute and maybe you would be a nice little toy. So I'm going to have a little fun with you, okay?"
Feliciano seemed to get his situation rather fast after that was spoken. He started to shake a bit and raised his hands up in surrender. "O-oh! We-well how weird! Does this happen often? I've heard of this is movies and books and things but surely you wouldn't want me!" A pair of strong arms turned Feliciano around and grabbed him by his hair, roughly pushing the brunette's face to the stone wall. He dropped his hand from Feliciano's hair and held the boy's hands behind his back, pressing him onto the wall.
"I was planning on having yhou consent to this, but you're so damn annoying. All I want now is you to just shut up." Mathias had an annoyed ring to voice, his words thick with anger and irritation. His hand pushed Feliciano's shirt up so he could better get to the button and zipper on Feli's jeans. He pushed his hand in and under Feliciano's boxers...
"WAAAAH! NO! I'M A VIRGIN PLEASE DON'T! DON'T TOUCH ME DON'T HURT ME!" Mathias jumped back at the italian's mad yell and thrashing. Feliciano turned himself around quickly just in time to have the dirty blond move his hand over the brunette's mouth to silent him.
"Shit! Stop yelling!" Feliciano was struggling against his hold, tears escaping from his eyes. He was scrawny and just plain weak, there was no way he stood a chance against this man! He needed a wizard! A Prince! A Knight in shinning armour!
"Hey!" Dreams really do come true! The voice came from around the corner. A tall man stood there, his blonde hair slicked back, blue eyes scorching as they bore into Mathias- he was scary looking! "I don't believe he like's whatever you are doing- release him."
Mathias took a step back and let his hand drop from Feliciano's mouth. "Whoa man, no worries here, we were just having a bit of fun that's all."
The man's face was set as he stepped cloer to Feliciano and Mathias, "He doesn't look like he was having much fun." He was a few inches taller than Mathias, so the nordic was quick to back down.
"Okay, okay, I get it." He said, his face red with anger, "I'll be going then." He brushed past the 'Knight in shinning armour' and stuffed his hands in his pockets, scurrying away as quickly as he could.
Feliciano watched him go and hiccuped through his tears. "Are you alright?" The shorter male looked up, the piercing blue eyes had softened a bit and seemed less intimitating than they had just a few moments ago.
A sudden impulse overtook Feliciano and he threw his arms around the man in a teary eyed rush. "You saved me!" He cried out, "He was about to hurt me and I was wishing for someone to come and save me and then you showed up!" Feli pulled back ever so slightly. "Oh Thank you! Thank you!"
"Um..." The man let out a soft groan, his face twisted in what looked like uncomforable embarrasment. "Right... I heard you shout and thought something was wrong. You shouldn't go off with people like that." He scolded. He diliberately looked away from Feliciano, his cheeks just barely hinting a pink undertone. "Now...Would you...um...get off of me...?"
Feliciano blinked at the question and then quickly realized he had still been hugging the strange boy. He was just letting his arms slip from the blond's neck when he heard, "Feliciano! Where the hell are you!" Feliciano looked around the corner just as his brother came around.
"Lovino!" The boy cried out happily. The older of the two stopped and took one glance at the situation. His younger brother had his arms around a strange man and his pants were undone and nearly hanging around his ass by this point, showing off his yellow boxers.
Lovino's face filled red with rage as he stormed forward and yanked his brother from the arms of the man. "Who the hell are you, you bastard! Trying to take advatage of my stupid little brother! Keep your grubby paws off or there will be one hell of a shit storm comin' at ya!" Feliciano stood behind his older brother trying to get some words in through Lovino's rant. His poor saviour was wide eyed as Lovino accused him of over taking Feliciano, he too trying to get words to pass through.
"Nien, you have it wrong- I wasn't doing anything of the sort-"
"His pants are nearly off his arse! What kind of sick basatard are you?" He grabbed Feliciano's hand and started to charge off, "Feli! Fix your pants and you-" He looked back at the blond and narrowed his eyes, "Stay away from my brother!"
Feliciano couldn't understand what had just happened, why was Lovino acting this way? He couldn't grasp that the scene hadn't looked to great to his brother, but he tried to explain what really happened after he got his trousers in place again.
"Really Lovi! I was being attacked by someone else and he saved me."
Lovino scrunched up his face and spat on the ground. They were well away from the school by now, walking along the concret path that led to their home, which doubled as an italian resteraunt. "I still don't like. You shouldn't go around him again." The city they lived in was pretty small, their was only one school, and the graduating class was only about 500 people. "Come on, let's hurry. Grandpa is waiting."
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"Hello! Welcome home!"
The Vargas family wasn't a rich one, but was a happy. Feliciano lived with his grandpa and his brother in a small Italian resturant that doubled as a house upstairs. As the boys walked in through the front door they saw that it was rather busy this afternoon, something that was a daily occurance. It wasn't strange, they had the best pasta in town.
"How was school?" The that asked this question was strong built, even in his old age. He was unusually hansome, with his amber eyes, dark brown hair that waved in all which directions, he was practically just an older version of Feliciano and Lovino.
"My day was good grandpa!" Feliciano cried out while Lovino just scoffed and rolled his eyes a bit.
The boys were brought into a big hug by Roma, causing a laugh to leave Feliciano and a frown on Lovino's face. "Grandpa! We are in public! Put us down!" Lovino cried out.
The old man laughed and set his grandsons down ruffling Lovino's hair even as the boy muttered 'bastard' under his breath. "Now, now, Lovino." he chuckled. "I'm sorry boys, but would you mind helping out today? I'm afriad I'm having trouble with the staff we have board! We just can't seem to get everyone fed!"
"Of course!" Feliciano laughed, heading straight to the back of the resturant with Lovino following after him. Feliciano loved to help out. They didn't really get paid because well, their grandpa provided for them, but getting to talk to new people and keep the tips was pretty awesome. He knew he messed up sometimes, tripping over his own feet and falling, breaking plates and occasionally getting a costumer dirtied. Lovino always said he needed to start getting more serious. His older brother didn't like how goofy Feli could be, but then again, Lovino was almost always grumpy anyway.
In the staff room the Vargas brothers took off the usual school uniform and started to put the worker's uniform on. It was pretty basic, black dress pants with a white button up shirt, a green apron that held the order book, straws, and napkins, the daily things that waiters needed. While getting his pants on, Feliciano lost his ballance and stumbled into Lovino, who was putting his shirt on, "Wha-" The older cried out as he went off balance as well. The two fell on the ground in a heep, tangled in each other. "Damn it Feliciano! Would you stop zoing out, bastard!"
Feliciano sat up and rubbed his head, Lovino doing the same. "Ah... sorry sorry." Feliciano said, holding his hand out to his brother and helping him back up as well.
Lovino scoffed and shook his head. "Feli, I swear your head and in screwed on the wrong way." He poked his brothers head as if the impasize the point.
"That's so mean! My head is screwed on the same as yours, brother!"
"What about screwing?" The two looked over towards the door, neither having heard it opened at the spaniard in the door way.
"Antonio!" Feliciano smiled widely. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Lovino turn a light shade of pink. He proceeded to buttoning up his shirt and straightening himself out.
"Hello Feliciano, Lovino! I just heard a rather large thump, what happened?" The Spanard asked.
"Feli fell." Lovino replied. "And haven't you heard of knocking, bastard? We are changing here!"
Antonio laughed at Lovino's remark, seeing that his face was a rather bright shade of red. "It's not as if I haven't seen it before, si?" He chuckled.
Lovino's face lit up and he tossed his back pack at the man shouting angryly, "Get out you tomato eating bastard!"Antonio laughed childishly and went to go shut the door. Feliciano didn't understand why Lovino got so mad at Antonio, it was even obvious to him that there was some sort of connection between the two, even if Lovino would never admit it. Lovino looked over to Feliciano, his face still a red color. He frowned and puffed out his chest, "Get your pants on and get to work!" He commanded, tying the apron in place and stepping out the staff changing room to go start taking orders himself.
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The after school rush soon melted into the Dinner crowd, Feliciano knew they wouldn't be able to get off until after the shop was closed, which was around eight. The small normally had a late dinner around nine, so he wasn't hungry in the slightest... yet. the italian boy hoped that grandpa Roma would take some extra pasta from the kitchen again, now THAT was a dinner Feli would love to have.
With thoughts of Pasta drifting into his mind Feliciano was sort of just gliding around from table to table and taking orders like any other night. He came across a table that had just been seated and smiled widely as he held out his pad, "Ciao! My name is Feliciano and I'll be serving you tonight, what can I get you to drink?" Apon opening his eyes the arburn haired boy paused. The first face he reconized instantly, it was the same blonde haired boy who had rescued him this afternoon behind the gym. The reconition was clear on his face as well, and the two seemed speechless for a moment. But soon Feliciano lit up in a wide grin and a light hearted laugh. "Oh! You're the boy from this afternoon! Hello once again Mr. White Knight!"
The male's face turned a light shade of pink in an almost annoyed-embarrased look. A chuckle was let out across from him. "Kesesesesese. What about a White Knight?" Feliciano's eyes were brought to the snicker, coming from a white haired male across from Feli's saviour. "First day and you're already trying to be more awesome than me? Damn Ludwig you work fast!"
"Gilbirt, stop." This time the voice came from a man with long blonde hair, he looked like an older version of this 'Ludwig' as 'Gilbert' had called him. The man looked up with a small cool smile, "So, you're a friend of Ludwig's? Pleased to meet you. I'm his grandfather." As the man held out his hand Feliciano pushed his pin and paper to one hand and shook with the other.
"Hello Mr. Grandfather!"
"And I'm his awesome older brother, kesese." Gilbirt said eargerly taking the boy's hand and shaking it as well. Feliciano laughed, he thought he would rather enjoy this one because of his personality.
"Hello Mr. Older Brother!" He said just as eargerly.
"AWESOME older brother."
"Oh, Sorry, Mr. AWESOME older brother." He corrected with a wide grin. Gilbert seemed pleaseed by this, nodding his head and snickering again.
Ludwig muttered something under her breath that Feliciano couldn't understand, it sounded like a different language, but not Italian, he knew italian! "Oh, Ludwig, right?" Feli asked, leaning down a bit and smiling.
The blonde looked up, brought back to attention, "Uh.. Ja." He said, nodding his head lightly.
"Grandpa says I need to always thank someone properly when they ehlp me out, so, Than You very much for this afternoon, Ludwig." He said, a grin spread widely across his face. Ludwig gave a quick nod of his head.
"No problem."
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Once the resturant had closed and cleared out, Lovino and Feliciano helped to get the tables cleaned and put up until their grandpa opened int he morning. Because it was relatively small, it never took long.
Antonio was asked to stay over for their dinner, but he apologozed and said he had promised a friend to hand out with him today, probably Francis, Feliciano decided. So dinner was left overs from the kitchen, just the three Vargas's.
Feliciano had turned the radio on and was listening to it as he ate his pasta and did his homework at the same time. The boys had gotten good at getting their homework finished before they needed to go to bed.
"BLACH!" Feliciano looked up to see Roma sitting beside him, making a face. "What is this they are playing?" He questioned.
"It's Music." Came Lovino's reply as he picked at his noodles, taking a forkful into his mouth.
"Music? This is trash! All I ever hear these days is songs about men wanting women to move their asses! " Roma shook his head and stood up, "One of these days I'm going to march down to one of those recording studios and show them what real music is! I will bring my guitar and play the most lovely Italian melody they have ever heard!"
Feliciano laughed as his grandpa proped one foot up on the chair laughed then grinned at Romano. "I know exactly what I would sing too! You remember that song you used to go around singing?" He said, looking to his older grandson.
Lovino's eyes widened slightly, his face becoming red. "Grandpa! Don't you dare-"
"Bon Tomato! Bon Tomato! Bon Tomato! Red on the bottom and green on the top!" He sang out loudly. Feliciano was in a fit of laughter, homework long forgotten as Lovino practically leapt across the table to try and put his hand over Roma's mouth.
The man jumped out of the way, laughing. "It was so cute! You used to go around in your Diapers just a singing that song in your high pitched little voice!"
"Damn it grandpa! Shut up!" Lovino called out. Roma grabbed hold of Feliciano and hung one hand over Lovino's shoulders laughing as Feliciano did the same on the other side.
The two becan to sing it together. "There are tomatoes in my pasta! And tomatoes in my Pizza!My charming red treasure how I love tomatoes!"
"I'm leaving this family." Lovino said.
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The Vargas house hold was nearly never boring. It seemed that the only quiet moment was in the dead of the night when everyone had gone to bed. Feliciano could hear his brother's breathing next to him, the two sharing a room of course. Lovino's breathing was soft, quiet, he was asleep. Feliciano had been trying to go to sleep since he laid down nearly two hours ago, but found it diffacult to. Every time he closed his eyes, instead of falling into a quick blissfull sleep, he was happily haunted by a pair of ocean blue eyes and golden sun kissed hair. The name lingered in his mind, 'Ludwig'.
So, yeah, this is pretty much the first chapter XD
If you've gotten this far I'm assuming you read it all the way through and I thank you! I will being trying to get this updated about once a week, but please don't hold me to that! (I will still try very hard!) Review is you liked it please! :)