Warnings: This is a yaoi story, meaning Boy/Boy, this is also Itacest which is Feliciano/Lovino, if you don't like please don't read it. This story will have smut in it later on, trust me but I'll always warn you before that happens, so please read and enjoy!

I'm Not Obsessed, I Just Love Him.

Feliciano Vargas was a very heavy sleeper. He was the kind of person who could sleep though a just about anything, he could sleep through a gigantic storm, he could sleep through a plane crash, he could sleep through just about anything and that's why when his older brother, Lovino, ran into his room excitedly and started shaking him he didn't budge. Thankfully having lived with Feliciano most of his life, Lovino knew how to wake his little brother up. Very slowly and with a lot of care, Lovino slid on top of his smaller sibling and quietly whispered into his ear the one word that Feliciano could never be able to sleep through. "…Pasta."

Feliciano quickly shot up into a sitting position with his eyes darting around the room, "Where?"

"No where you idiot. I just needed you up." Lovino rolled his eyes as he smoothly slid to sit on the edge of his bed, crossing his arms.

Making a little whining sound in his throat the smaller Italian laid back down and covered his face with his pillow. "I'm not ready to get up yet…" He complained just before his brother snatched the pillow away from his face and threw it across the room.

Lovino sighed as he pulled the other into a sitting position. "Feliciano, I have big news and I thought maybe you'd want to hear it."

"Can't it wait until later?" Feliciano asked.

"No."

"But Lovi…"

"No, Feliciano, it's important." Lovino stated, growing impatient and at this point Feliciano knew that if whining wasn't getting him anywhere then it must've been important, so he sat up and wrapped his arms around his brother's waist with a small yawn, "Okay Fratello, what is it~?"

"The band, last night at the gig we got scouted and we're getting signed to a record label. We already handled just about everything, and the company already got us a gig opening for Arthur Kirkland and The Falling Pixies!" Lovino said with a calm looking grin, but Feliciano knew him too well and he knew that under that indifferent exterior was a small, excited child who was so happy that he could barely contain it.

Feliciano smiled widely and hugged Lovino tightly, "Oh Lovi, I'm so proud of you! I told you that you guys could do it and you're already opening for a big band and everything! This is so great!"

"Actually, it's not. I mean- It's fucking amazing, but they want us to have three of our songs perfect and ready for this and we only have a few days, I mean how in the hell are we going to do this shit?" Lovino looked down as he fiddled with Feliciano's silky sheets in his hands. "Especially with that goddamn idiota Francis always messing up that one damned note in his solo in our best song, he's always getting it wrong and I don't think he's even trying to fix it, I mean this is a big deal and just ugh, and with my stage fright, we're so screwed."

Feliciano hated it when his brother talked like that. Lovino was one of the best singer's that he knew, but he always doubted himself to the point of having terrible stage fright. While Feliciano had never actually been to one of his brother's gigs, he still had heard him rant about it, and every now and then if the band was practicing at their house, then Feliciano could sometimes over hear the group talking about how Lovino needed to relax when he was on stage, but relaxing wasn't exactly one of Lovino's strong points.

The younger brother put a hand on Lovino's shoulder, who shrugged it off right after, but he did that all of the time. "Lovi, you're a great singer with a great band, don't stress yourself out." He gave him a smile.

Lovino wanted to roll his eyes at his little brother's stupidity, how could he not stress out about such a big deal? But he found himself staring at the heart warming smile on Feliciano's face that could always cheer him up, even if he wouldn't admit that it gave him this weird feeling in his chest, he loved that smile and it some how soothed him every time he saw it. "I'll try not to stress out." Lovino stated, blushing under his brother's gaze, "But I'm only doing it for myself, not because I care that you might be worried about me or some girly shit like that."

Feliciano gave him another hug and two kisses, one for each cheek, and Lovino blushed darkly and gently pushed him away. "Look, I gotta go, I've got to meet with the band and we're gonna practice our asses off." Lovino said, standing up and reaching into the pocket of his black skinny jeans.

"Here idiota, the concert is this Saturday, so in three days." He said, handing Feliciano an envelope.

Feliciano's eyes widened and he took it with a wide smile, "Fratello? Are you saying I can come to this one?" He asked. Usually, Lovino wouldn't let Feliciano go to any of his gigs if he wanted to because he didn't want Feli to be around all of the drinking or sex that went on at most of Lovino's gigs.

Rolling his eyes, Lovino nodded. "There's a ticket and a back stage pass in that envelope, as long as you stay back stage and watch you should be fine. Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio are each going to bring one person too. Lord knows who Antonio and Francis are bringing, but Gil said something about bringing his 'little' brother Ludwig,"

Feliciano smiled and nodded, "Grazie Fratello! I'm so excited now, I really hope you do your best!"

Lovino started to blush again, an action that always made Feliciano happy for some reason that he didn't understand. "O-Of course I'm going to do my best idiota, I'm going to be practicing a lot and everything damn it…Look, I'll be back later, I'll text you if we're going to go past six o' clock, and if I don't I wouldn't wait up."

"Alright Lovi, I'll wrap up some food for you when you get back! See you later fratellone!" Feliciano said happily, going in for another hug before Lovino left but the latter had foresaw this hug and quickly turned and exited the room with one last wave. Feli didn't want him to leave before he got his hug, but he did love watching him go. God, he loved how his Lovi always wore skinny jeans.

By the time Lovino had left the house, Feliciano was still staring at the spot where his brother had been, blushing in a daze.

Meanwhile, Lovino was in his car, preparing himself for the hell that he knew these next few days were going to be.

"This is not ze way into my heart, into my head

Into my brain, into none of the above

This is just my way of unleashing the feelings deep inside of me

This spark of black that I seem to love

We can get a little crazy just for fun, just for fun

Don't even try to hold it back

Just let go

Tie me up and take me over till you're done

Till I'm done

You've got me fiendin' and I'm ready to blow-"

"What in the hell are you idiots doing?" Lovino asked as he entered the studio room that had been given to him and his band to practice in. Immediately, the music stopped and Francis, who was at the microphone looked at Lovino with a small grin.

"Well, mon ami, since you're five minutes late, we were looking for something to do." Francis said casually, shrugging his shoulders.

"There was traffic okay? Damn, it's only five minutes." Lovino sighed and he suddenly felt an arm wrap around his shoulder, and another around his waist. Looking to both his sides he saw Gilbert and Antonio who had moved from their positions at their instruments to greet him.

"C'mon Lovi, we were just having some fun~" Gilbert said on one side, keeping his arm at Lovino's waist even though the Italian was clearly trying to regain his personal space.

"Sí! We were just a little bored just sitting around and waiting for you, so Francis thought we should warm up a bit!" Antonio chimed in, removing his arm from the Italian's shoulder as he felt Lovino trying to shrug him off.

Lovino sighed, "Whatever, we need to start practicing, this is really big you guys."

Gilbert, Antonio, and Francis each nodded in turn and they all retreated to their instruments. Francis back to his guitar, Antonio back to his base, and Gilbert back to the drums. The trio were loud, perverted, and really annoying, but when it got down to it, they could get pretty serious about their band, and Lovino knew this, and he was the same so when they all looked at him expectantly he made haste to get to the microphone.

"Alright, what song are we going to practice first, Lovino?" Gilbert asked excitedly.

"Let's start with…Mercy at 5am?" Lovino looked back and got encouraging nods from each member of the group, Lovi knew it was their favorite song he wrote- also one of the most sexual- so he nodded and Antonio started to play the low base line, then Francis joined in along with Gilbert making the steady low beat. Taking a breath and closing his eyes, Lovino started to sing the first verse.

After the song ended, Lovino took another breath and looked back at his band mates. Gilbert slammed a drumstick against the symbol and Francis whistled while Antonio just clapped happily.

"That was pretty good guys, needs a bit of work still though." Lovino said, turning with his hands on his hips, feeling pretty good about that run through. Suddenly he heard loud clapping from behind him, and out from behind one of the curtains came out a very pretty woman along with the CEO of the studio, Roderich Edelstein.

"Oh my gosh, Roddy, you were so right! I love them!" The woman exclaimed, hugging Roderich giddily. "I would love to manage them!"

Roderich let out a calm cough and the woman let go of him and also coughed awkwardly, looking at the band.

"Who are you?" Lovino asked with a dark blush. He didn't know people were listening; he would've tried even harder to sound good if he had known.

"I, am Elizaveta Héderváry, but you all can call me, Miss Eliza and or Momma Eliza. I'm going to be you're new manager!" Elizaveta exclaimed, smiling widely at Lovino.

Francis smiled charmingly at her, Antonio waved happily, and Gilbert grinned as he looked at her. The trio, and Lovino, all gathered around their new manager.

"Bonjour my dear, I am Francis Bonnefoy." The Frenchman was the first to greet her with a kiss to her hand at which Lovino smacked him in the back of the head.

"Don't try to seduce our manager you idiot!" He exclaimed and Eliza laughed along with Gilbert and Antonio.

`"I was just trying to show her that she was welcome…" Francis pouted dramatically, and Lovino rolled his eyes.

"I'm the awesome Gilbert, and this is Antonio." Gilbert said after everyone had stopped laughing.

Eliza nodded, "Nice to meet you two lovely boys. Now, what's this cutie's name?" She asked, smiling as she walked up to Lovino and pinched his both of his cheeks like she was his grandmother but younger and prettier. Lovino quickly batted her hands away and she laughed.

"That's Lovino." Roderich said in the background.

Eliza squealed, "Oh that's so adorable! Please tell me we call him Lovi!"

"Actually, we do." Antonio smiled.

"Ja, it was my awesome idea." Gilbert nodded, because apparently he was very proud of that.

Lovino growled, "It was not your idea, it was Feliciano's!"

"Oh whatever!" Gilbert exclaimed.

Roderich sighed, "Look, I hate to interrupt your important practice, but yes, this is your new manager, and she'll be assisting you these next few days."

"That's right! So, I hope you cuties are ready to work your asses off!" She exclaimed.

"Anyways, I have buisness to attend to, so I leave you in Eliza's capable hands." Roderich stated and he took his leave.

"Alright man slaves!" Elizaveta yelled, "It's time to get to work!"

And that is when Lovino internally welcomed himself to hell.

The next three days were hell for Feliciano. He barely got to see Lovino at all. He hated to be left at the house alone and his college was on spring break he didn't have much to do in the first place. He had actually been looking forward to spending his two weeks off with his brother, but he knew now that idea was obviously not going to happen. He was happy for his brother, he loved him and would support him through anything, but at this point it was ridiculous.

He was just happy it was almost over. Feliciano was currently on a bus and was heading to the concert, his stop was only two blocks away…one block….and the bus came to a stop. He and a few other people got off and headed to the gates where the bouncer was waiting. Feliciano handed him the envelope, the bouncer looked at him for a second and then waved his bouncer buddy over. Bouncer Buddy led Feliciano carefully to the backstage and led him in before he left.

"Oh Feli, thank god you're here!" Gilbert exclaimed, being the first to see the small Italian enter and he immediately glomped him. "We need you, now." He said urgently pulling the Italian away into a room before he could say anything.

In said room, Lovino was rocking back and fourth in the corner and was being consoled by Antonio and Francis.

"What's going on? Is Fratello okay?" Feliciano asked worriedly.

"His stage fright is acting up again. But this time we can't calm him down!" Gilbert exclaimed and quickly directed Feliciano over to his brother. Feliciano looked at Gilbert, "Wait, what do you want me to do?"

"Work brotherly magic, I don't know, do something!" Gilbert said quickly, "We'll leave you two alone, but we need you to fix him for us Feli, or else we're screwed." He gave Feliciano a pleading look as he dragged a worried Francis and a frantic Antonio from the room.

"Fratello?" Feliciano asked, reaching out and stroking Lovino's cheek, "Lovi, are you okay?"

"Do I look okay you damn idiot?!" Lovino snapped at him and glared.

Feliciano winced, but he knew his brother was just stressed out. "Lovino, please calm down Fratello, it's okay…"

"No, it's not okay, what if I mess up? Or they mess up? What if the crowd boo's us off the stage, or I forget the words, or something like that happens!?" Lovino asked, starting to rock faster.

"Lovino…" Feliciano said softly, "This is a big deal, but if you keep stressing out like this…well, you might not ever get this opportunity again. You'll do fine, I promise! And whatever happens, I'll be there for you, okay?~!" Feliciano took his hand and gently pet it as he gave him that warm, heart-melting, reassuring smile.

Lovino took a deep breath, took another glance at his brother's smile, then nodded. "Alright. Thanks Feli." He sighed softly and blushed when Feliciano kissed his cheek. "Okay, I get the message, now stop clinging to me."

"Aw, Fratello… Just a few more~" Feliciano sang, kissing both of Lovino's cheeks while his brother blushed darkly and mumbled curses under his breath, but since he hadn't pushed Feliciano away yet he just kept kissing around his face until he'd pecked everywhere except his lips. He stared at them for a second longingly, Lovino had already closed his eyes, waiting for Feliciano to be done. Feliciano licked his lips and almost went for it when the door slammed open.

"Lovino Vargas! Get your ass out of this room right no-" Eliza stopped when she saw Feliciano. So close to his brother's lips. Eliza blushed and started to fan herself with her hand, Lovino stared at her and pushed his brother away softly, glanced at him, then back at her before standing up.

"I'm good now, alright? I'm coming." Lovino blushed darkly, and he and Eliza started to leave the room together.

"Good luck Fratellone! You'll do great!" Feliciano called out to him and Lovino waved back at him with a small grin as he made his way, now accompanied by Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio, out to the stage.

A/N: Why hello there my children! So, my name is Nata-chan, I'm writing this story because well, there is obviously not enough of this pairing on this website, so you know. Really, I just had this idea and I started to write it, and I'm liking where it's going, I have a lot of side pairings planned, and really I have high hopes for this story because this first chapter was really fun to write! Please leave a review if you liked it, and I'll see you next Sunday with the next chapter!