May want to read this before reading! I realize this is a story involving past mpreg with two pairings you would never in a million years think possible but this is written, you aren't just reading things. I have explained in the story how it was possible for them so there is no questioning of any kind but if you don't like the choice of pairing or mpreg, then please do not read this. For stories like this I have multiple explanations and things like that so ha ha ha. Anyways, please give this story a little chance.

Warnings: Mentions of Nyo!Prussia (aka Maria) and Nyo!Spain (aka Antonia), Mpreg kids, mentioned Mpreg, Yaoi, disapproving parents I made up for the Italy brothers as I went in the story, drama, family fluff, crappy grammar, terrible translation, OOCness, any and all repeated words, sorry for any and all lack of detail and all that other good stuff, sorry if this story sucks

Feliciano had his suitcase packed. This was it. He was leaving. He was actually leaving everything and everyone he held dear. He wanted to leave because Alfred, the man of his dreams, was in the army and had visited Italy as part of his job but he was only staying for a year. When Feliciano heard about it at first, he knew he wanted to leave with him. Looking at himself in the mirror for the last time he put his passport and visa to his chest and dreamily sighed.

He was actually going to do it. There have been times where Feliciano thought about stopping himself. At first Feliciano thought he was crazy and almost stopped himself but then he remembered that fact that he loved Alfred and if he didn't go would probably never see him again if he never took this chance. The second time he stopped himself was when he thought about how his parents, grandfather, and brother would feel about it. His grandfather was an easy man and easily approved of Alfred but there was the factor of his parents and brother. His brother was kind of judgmental of who his little brother was friendly with while his parents wanted him to end up with the oldest, and only, daughter of the Beilschmidt family.

Don't get him wrong! Maria could be a sweet girl when she wanted to but she had a crazy personality that Feliciano tried to keep up with as a lover and she was just too much for him and if you asked Maria, she would say that Feliciano was more of a friend to her than husband or boyfriend material. She was the only one who knew about him leaving with Alfred and had supported him along the way.

All of that aside Feliciano remembered that he would have a better life in America with Alfred and not in Italy where he was under constant pressure by his parents to marry a girl and give them grandchildren. Grabbing his suitcase and some of his other bags he started to set out. Walking down the halls he got a lot of memories of the years he had spent in this home. Running around with Lovino and Nonno. Hiding from Mama and Papa when it was time for a bath. Some of the family trials that had been dealt with. So many memories and now there were no more to be made.

He made it down to the hallway leading to the living room where everyone was talking and laughing. Mama and Papa were sitting on the love seat, Nonno was telling one of his stories, and Lovino was sitting there looking like a doll. Feliciano tried to stop himself from crying right there but he remained strong and walked out where everyone stopped to look at him. Romulus, Feliciano's grandfather, gave his grandson his one of a kind smile as his took a look at his things.

"Where are you going little Feli?" At the mention of his nickname Feliciano stiffened but then relaxed. This was going to be so hard. He imagined how this was going to turn out but then again fantasy was easier than reality.

"Feli? Are you okay?" His mother asked now growing concerned. Taking a deep breath Feliciano looked at everyone.

"I'm leaving." There he said it. He studied the expressions on everyone's faces and, as expected, shock reached their faces. They stayed like that for minutes until his father started to laugh.

"Good one Feli! If you just told us you were going to stay at a friend's house for a while then just say that instead of being dramatic. You aren't in grade school anymore my son." Feliciano had almost forgotten that when he was going to stay at a friend's house he'd always pull this stunt. But then again he did go through a crossdressing phase which often got him into trouble. He shook his head vigorously.

"No! I'm not staying at a friend's house I'm going to America! I'm leaving this country tonight and I mean it!" The laughter stopped. Everyone looked at Feliciano with a mixture of shock and anger on their faces. Silence followed for a few moments before Lovino had registered everything he said and walked up to his brother.

"Fratellino you cannot be serious! Where are you even going to be living and how the hell are you even going to live in America? Who are you even going to live with?" That was another hard part to tell everyone. As mentioned before none of his family, except for Romulus, approved of Alfred. They think that Alfred was the one who talked Feliciano into breaking up with Maria but it was really that their personalities didn't mix too well and that he was gay.

"You aren't going to like this at all but I'm going to be moving in with that American I met."

"With that idiot? Are you being serious? No! I will not allow this Feliciano Vargas! Now call Alfred and put everything back in your room because you are not going with that American idiot!" His mother yelled.

"But Mamma-"

"No buts! Your mother is right Feliciano! All those Americans do is sit around all day eating hamburgers and playing the video games while innocent immigrants, like yourself, do all of their work! You aren't going Feliciano! Go back upstairs and-"

"I love him!" Everyone was taken back by Feliciano's outburst. Romulus had suspected his grandson's feeling for the American but to actually hear it now was a surprise to him.

"What?" His parents asked simultaneously. Before this, Feliciano had never come out to his family so this was a surprise for them. Lovino wanted to say something but then closed his mouth quickly in fear of saying something he could never take back.

"I'm in love with a man. I'm gay. I said it. That's why I'm moving to America with Alfred. We're going to get married as soon as we get to New York and whichever army base Alfred is stationed in we're going to live there. He asked me last week and I said yes!"

"Did he ask if you wanted to be married in your home country instead of his?" Mr. Vargas asked taken by surprise. He felt like he was meeting a stranger for the first time and yet the stranger was his son.

"He did but then I told him that he was going to be leaving soon and we wouldn't have time to be planning a wedding like that so I figured we go to America and get married then we could live together."

"What does he even do for a living? Taste hamburgers?" Mrs. Vargas sneered.

"He's in the army and he sticks to a diet so he can keep his weight up. Alfred's going to be here any moment and I have to get outside to show he has the right house." Feliciano was about to leave when his father grabbed his arm.

"Feliciano, you have two choices. Stay here and marry someone who isn't going to drag you down or else you are dead to this family. Make the choice." Feliciano started to cry. Looking his father in the eyes he said,

"That isn't making me going back upstairs and putting everything back. I told Alfred he could have my hand in marriage and so help me God I'm giving him my hand. I'm sorry Papa but now, one of your sons are dead. Sorry for your loss." Feliciano took his arm back and walked out of the door. Once he was outside he let out the tears he'd kept in. He knew it would be this hard but he never took any of the emotional repercussions into account.

He'd been sitting outside for an hour when the door opened and Romulus came out and sat next to him. Feliciano looked to his side then looked back at the street waiting for Alfred to come. The older man let out a big yawn and laid his head on Feliciano's shoulder.

"What is that for?" The younger asked trying to get his grandfather's head off of him.

"Sorry my little Feli. I forgot you were there."

"Heh. I'm sorry to tell you but your little Feli is dead. You're now talking to a ghost."

"You aren't a ghost to me nor are you dead to me. You're still my family and I will never turn my back on you like my idiota son and daughter-in-law did!" Romulus said throwing a glare at the house behind him.

"Grandpa, I appreciate you trying to cheer me up but nothing is going to erase what happened tonight. I should probably call Alfred and tell him that I'll come to America on my time." Feliciano took his phone out but then his grandfather took it out of his hand.

"No grandson of mine backs down form something like this. If you love Alfred as much as much as you said you did in that living room then you'll follow your heart and do what it tells you. Right now your heart is telling you to go to America right? You shouldn't let anyone's words get to you and go with what your heart says." The young man nodded with tears in his eyes and hugged his grandfather.

"Thank you Nonno. I'll miss you." Just then a car horn honked and Feliciano looked up to see Alfred standing beside his car with his arms crossed and a smile on his face. He looked at the car and then back at Romulus. He had to do what was right for his heart, even if it was the choice that would hurt him the most. Grabbing his things and his cell phone, Feliciano made his way to the car and placed his things in the back.

"I'll visit you!" Romulus yelled from his spot as the neighbors either started to hush him or tell him to shut the fuck up.

"Dude, was that your grandfather?"

"Yea. He gave me really great advice."

"What was that?"

"Let's just say that from now on, we should follow our hearts." With that, Feliciano and Alfred got in the car. As they drove Feliciano couldn't help but think of the life they were going to have. What would it bring? What would happen between them? All that could happen now was a total wait and see.

7 years later

7 years have passed since then and life for the young couple couldn't get any better. They've been married for the past seven years and they got a five-year old son out of it. Before you start thinking, no they didn't adopt. They had their own son because of a medical discovery that came in the form of an injection which allowed men to get pregnant. It was discovered and created by a Japanese doctor by the name of Kiku Honda who was really trying to help and find a cure for cancer but ended up finding this instead. When they found out about this discovery, Feliciano automatically decided that he to start a family of his own.

Feliciano still thinks about his family and thinks about going back to Italy but after what his parents said to him he never wanted to go back. Alfred tried to tell him to call them so he could try to make peace but the Italian wasn't having any of it. He felt so hurt at the fact that he was now dead to his own family that he didn't want to contact them ever again. Why would he want to make peace with people who now considered him dead?

"Mommy!" A young voice brought Feliciano out of his thoughts as a little boy with sandy blond hair and light honey-brown eyes came running up to Feliciano's side. A smile came to Feliciano's face as he picked up his son, Ezio.

"There's my future kindergartener and birthday boy! Did you figure out what you wanted as a present?"

Ezio nodded. "Si! I wanna go to Italy!" Feliciano blinked once. Then twice. He wanted to go to Italy? Memories of what happened with his family started to resurface. No. He couldn't go back.

"Ezio, I'm sorry to say this but we can't go to Italy."

"Why?" The little boy pouted.

"Let's just say something happened before I left and I don't think I can ever go back."

"Ok... Can I just get a new toy then?"

"Sure. I'm so sorry we can't go." Feliciano set his son on the ground as Alfred walked in the kitchen as Ezio was just leaving. A look of surprise came across Alfred's face because it was a rare sight to see his son in such a sad mood.

"What's wrong with your son now?"

"Why is it that when something is wrong with Ezio he's my son?"

"Feli..." Alfred started crossing his arms.

"Fine. Since you must know, he came to me to tell me what he wanted as a birthday present. He said that he wanted to go to Italy and... I just can't do that Alfie. So much pain from the last time I was there. I just worry about what my parents would have to say about you and Ezio." That made Alfred have to hug Feliciano. He'd been told of what happened before he came to pick Feliciano up from his parents' home and guessed that his husband was deeply hurt by what went down.

"Baby you have to stop worrying. We've talked about how bad you get when you're stressed."

"I can't help myself! I've never had a loved one so close to me in the army so I'm a little jumpy when you leave for a certain amount of time and we have a young life to take care of. Ezio is going to start going to school in a matter of months and it adds on because we're both men and I gave birth to him so I worry if he'll be teased or bullied in any way and he won't tell me anything."

"Feli."

"You know how some of the other parents looked at us that first day of pre-school, don't think I didn't notice. On top of that I think that one of them pulled their child out after finding out wh-" Alfred sealed his lips over Feliciano's before he could continue on. He knew Feliciano had good intentions but all he wanted for him was to stop worrying about everything and just relax. They broke the kiss and Feliciano turned away from him.

"Bastard." He said in a low growl.

"I may be a bastard but I'm your bastard and you love me. Now come on, Captain America needs to cheer up a five-year old."

Ezio was sitting on his bed and tossing one of his favorite action figures up in the air and catching it. He really wanted to go to Italy because of everything his mother and father told him about the country. On another note he also wanted to see the family he had there. It's not that he didn't love the family he had here in America but his cousins were very annoying. A light knock at the door sounded and Ezio looked up to see Feliciano standing there. He put his action figure down and turned away from his mother.

"Figlio, I'm sorry that we can't go to Italy but I don't think you're ready to meet my family just yet. How about I give you some ice-cream before bed if you tell me why you want to go to Italia so bad."

"I don't wanna talk about it Mommy. And I don't want no ice-cream either."

"Ok my stubborn bambino. Be like that, I guess I'll tell Captain America to go back home." Ezio sprung up at the mention of his favorite superhero. He loved Captain America a lot and got his room decorated with Captain America stuff. Needless to say, Feliciano blamed Alfred. No explanation needed.

"Yes! It is I, Captain America!" Alfred said in a deeper voice. Whenever Ezio was sad about something Alfred always had to dress up as the superhero and cheer his baby up. He sat on the bed and flashed a smile at Ezio.

"Now if I wasn't mistaken then your Mommy said you were a very sad little boy today. Why is that?" Ezio got in Alfred's lap and snuggled close to him.

"I asked Mommy if we could go to Italy as my present for my birthday but he said we couldn't go. I really want to go so much."

"Tell me, why do you want to go so much?"

"Mommy and Daddy tell me so much about Italy and I want to see it for myself with my parents. I also want to meet the family I have there. I feel like I've only seen one half of me and the other half is missing. It's there but I haven't seen it." Feliciano couldn't stop the twinge of guilt that bubbled up in his heart. He couldn't blame Ezio for wanting to see his half of the family but Feliciano didn't think he could be able to face his own parents and brother after seven years.

"Why do you think Mommy said no?"

"He worries about me a lot. It gets annoying sometimes with the worrying but I know he's trying to look out for me so that I'll be okay." Ezio yawned and started to nod off a bit.

"I think it's time for Captain America to get out of here because someone's a little tired."

"I'm not tired." Ezio yawned again leading Alfred to put him in bed.

"You have to go to sleep otherwise you won't grow. After I escort Captain America out, Daddy will be in to kiss you goodnight." Feliciano kissed his son's cheek then he and Alfred exited the child's room and went to the master bedroom. Alfred changed out of the costume and was now clad in a pair of pajama bottoms. He was about to put a shirt on when Feliciano stopped him.

"No. Keep your shirt off. I like seeing you shirtless." The Italian then started to kiss him. Alfred found himself a bit lost in his warm lips but then broke the kiss when he remembered what he was doing.

"Hey, first I get the baby to go sleepy-bye then we get to have Mommy-Daddy fun time. Sound good?"

"Fine. But you better hurry, I might actually let you pull my curl tonight~" Alfred gently kissed Feliciano's hand and left the bedroom. That was the tipping point for Alfred because when they did it Feliciano never let Alfred pull his curl so tonight must be an exception. When he got to Ezio's room, the boy was playing with his C.A. action figure.

"I thought Mommy told me Captain America put you to bed!" Ezio looked up to see his father standing in the doorway. He smiled and ran up to Alfred who had to pick him up.

"Daddy you missed Captain America again!"

"Agh! I'm always missing him! How about I make it up with telling you a story?" Ezio nodded and Alfred took him to the rocking chair that was still in his room.

"So, should I tell a classic or one I've already told you?"

"I wanna hear a new one Daddy!"

"Challenge accepted. Once upon a time there was a beautiful prince. He was to be married to one of the richest women in his kingdom but he didn't really like her. Then one day he met his love. A knight who fought in his father's army but his mother and father objected to the union saying that he was to marry someone else of his social status, not a lowly knight such as him. The prince couldn't take it anymore and decided that he would run away with the knight and they ran away. They lived together in secrecy until the prince found out he was going to have their baby.

The prince and the knight were as happy as can be until the knight had to leave the prince for an unpredicted amount of time. They had kept in touch with each other over the time but then the knight came home when the baby was about two years old but then one trait of the prince started to show was worry. The prince worried about the baby and the knight. Years later when the baby was five he asked if he could go to see the family he never met before but the prince said no because he was hurt by the things his parents said to him and he never wanted to go back to that." At that moment, Alfred stopped. This story started to hit a little too close to home right there.

"Daddy? Why did you stop?"

"Oh, uh, no reason. Mommy told me that you wanted to go to Italy as a birthday present." Ezio nodded and hugged his father.

"I wanna go Daddy! Why doesn't Mommy wanna go?"

"You see Ezio, your mother hoped that he could tell you later but I think I can tell you what I know. The night your mother and I left Italy he got into a disagreement with his mother and father. They wanted him to stay and they thought we wouldn't have a future together. If I remember what your mother told me, he is now considered dead to them."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that someone doesn't exist to one person and Ezio, never ever say that to anyone. It's a mean thing to say and you aren't a mean boy are you?"

"No Daddy I'm a good boy! But wait... why doesn't Mommy just call Grandma and Grandpa then make up with them?"

"Mommy is still deeply hurt by what they said and doesn't want to go back home altogether because of it. But, God willing he's still around, your great-grandfather Romulus was behind your mother 100% when he was leaving with me. The old man even said he'd come to visit but seeing as how you never met him yet, he never even come to see us yet!"

"What was he like?"

"I only knew him for a short time but he's a great guy. He'd go crazy over ya when he first sees you because you are just the cutest thing ever." Alfred yawned and took a look at the clock and saw it was getting past Ezio's bedtime. "And you have to get to sleep Ezio." The blond stoop up and carried his son to bed.

"I don't wanna go to bed! *yawn*"

"The yawn proves otherwise Ezio Alfred Vargas-Jones da New Jersey." Ezio snuggled under the covers and yawned as he started to drift off into a peaceful sleep. Alfred kissed his forehead and pat Ezio's head. He turned the lamp off and then walked out of the room before whispering,

"Good night." With that he closed the door gently and when he got back to his bedroom he saw Feliciano laying in bed wearing nothing save for his underwear. Licking his lips, Alfred pounced on the bed and claimed Feliciano's lips in a passionate kiss. Alfred went to attacking the Italian's neck which made the smaller man moan.

"Someone is happy... ah~"

"How can I not be? Now, my love, it is time for me to ravish you." Alfred pulled on Feliciano's curl earning him a loud moan. Let's just say that the rest of the night was history.

Me: I will admit, the ending to this chapter sucked and there was more action and talking done than anything else but please bear with me, I needed something to take my attention away from BPH for a few. For the people who decided to give the story a chance thank you! This should get better as the chapters go on! Anyways, this was just the first chapter and I hope you liked! If you liked then favorite, follow, or review! This is Janae A.K.A. OrgyMemberXVII! Bye :D