"Did you see him?" "Yeah, he looks like Feliciano, but he has a bad temper!" "I heard he steals stuff" "I heard he bullies his brother!" "Not feli-chan!"

Lovino slammed his history textbook closed before standing up to leave the library. "I'm Lovino. Lovino." He whispered to himself while he opened the heavy metal doors. Lovino walked down the clean streets to the home he despised. "BROTHEEEERRRR~!" he heard behind him before being jumped on by a small figure. "Veniciano!" Lovino yelled, slightly turning his body trying to get his brother off him. "Brother! Please tell grandpa im gonna be late, 'kay?" he asked, in a happy voice. "Going with that potato bastard?" "He's not a bastard!" Feliciano whined, puffing his cheeks and swinging his fists up and down.

"Whatever" Lovino said ruffling his hair and walking up the sidewalk again. Taking the key out of his pocket and opening the door. "I'm home" he said letting his bag slip off his shoulders. "Lovino?" his grandpa came out of the kitchen with a bowl and spoon. "Yeah, my brother is going out for a little while" Lovino said, not making eye contact."Oh~! I'll call him then" he said running back into the kitchen. Lovino jumped onto his bed and fell into a deep sleep.

~oO[]Oo~

Antonio was known for being friendly and being slightly clueless. Even though he basically had made friends with everyone, he never seemed to talk to any of them (besides Francis and Gilbert) he mostly stared in front of the class for some reason.

"Kesesese~!" "Que, Gilbert?" "Today, then awesome me, realized something~!" He said, tilting his chair back on the two back legs. "You like someone in our class, kesesese~!" "Ohonhonhon~ is it true Antonio

Antonio kept quiet as he finished his sandwich."HEY! Dont ignore me!" Gilbert said ripping the sandwich from Antonio's hand. "TELL ME BECAUSE IM AWESOME." Antonio sighed, knowing they would keep bothering him. "Yes" he plainly said before standing and left the lunchroom.

"Kesesese! I got it out of him! You owe me 10 bucks!

~oO[]Oo~

Antonio walked into a random classroom, to see a boy sleeping on a desk in the front. "Hm? Who is that?" he walked over to him, patting him softly on the head. A curl? Oh…I know who this is now…. Antonio thought before quickly retracting his hand. Lovino's eyes fluttered open, picking up his head; he slowly looked at his surroundings. "Oh! You're up" Lovino quickly turned his head to another person sitting in the back of the classroom. "W-who are you?" Lovino asked before standing up, face flushed. He hated when people see him so defenseless.

"I'm Antonio" he said, a big grin on his face

"Lovino" He said, his face cooling down. "What time is it?" Lovino asked, knowing Feliciano would panic over him. "3:09"

Shit.

"I gotta go, bye" Lovino said, rushing out the door before he could hear Antonio's reply. Finally at the front gate, Lovino took out his phone and called his little brother. 'Questo numero non è disponibile. Lasciate un messaggio!' he heard his brother say happily in Italian. "Feliciano! Pick up your god damn phone!"

Romano shoved his phone in his pocket before deciding to avoid home. He didn't feel like seeing his grandpa.

ZZZZT ZZZZT

Romano looked at his phone and opened the text message

From: Feliciano

Subject: plans

Brother! Do you want to go hang out with Luddy, his friends and me 2morrow?

To: Feliciano

Re-subject: plans

Sure? Where?

From: Feliciano

Re-Re-subject: plans

Restaurant….gtg talk to you later brother 3

Romano sighed. He went to these places with his brother to protect him. Who knows what the hell people would do to him? As much as Romano hated that potato bastard, he had to admit he took care of his brother. Romano shuddered at the thought.

"Oh no…" "What?" "It's him" Romano froze, hearing that conversation stop immediately.

Damn it all.