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A/N: Warning! Yaoi. Revenge and maybe even a crack-pairing. Feliciano x …? And Ludwig x Romano. You no like you no read, kk?
Feliciano sees something he didn't want to see and now he wants revenge. Who will help him get it? That's up to you! Find out how to help at the end.
Enjoy!
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"Roma~…no…?" Feliciano's enthusiastic greeting was cut short when he noticed that his older brother wasn't in the front room like he normally was. "Vee~? Fratello?" The younger Italian made his way down the hall until he reached his brother's bedroom. "Romano? Are you home?" He called, knocking on the door.
"G-go away Feli." Romano's voice sounded strained. Feliciano blushed when he heard the labored breathing of another person in the room.
'Must be Antonio.' He thought as he made his way further into the house, picking up clothes and other miscellaneous objects up off of the floor as he went.
"So messy Fratello." He giggled. The smile faded when his brown eyes landed on something heart-wrenchingly familiar on the floor. He frowned as he bent to pick up the chain. The iron cross that his lover, Ludwig, always wore was hanging from the thick sliver chain. Feliciano's eyes widened as he turned back to Romano's door, and he prayed with everything he had that he was wrong.
"Romano…" The low moan from the older brother's room made the younger's heart race and his hands started shaking.
"Oh Dio... per favore no..." Feliciano whimpered, gripping the door handle tight as he turned it.
"Gott... Romano."
"Ludwig!" Feliciano pushed open the door when he heard Romano cry out the German's name.
"Perché!" He cried. "Ludwig how could you do this to me!"
"Feliciano!" Ludwig froze. "Th-this isn't what it looks like!"
"Oh! So you're not screwing my big brother!"
"No Ludwig it's exactly what it looks like." Romano shot a glare at his younger brother. "Go on, tell him. Tell him that he can't satisfy you. That's why you came to me isn't it?" Tears pooled in Feliciano's eyes as he backed out of the room.
"Y-you said you loved me…" He whimpered. "Bugiardo! Ti odio!"
"Feliciano!" The brunette ignored the call from Ludwig and ran out of the house. Once he was about a block away he pulled out his cell phone and started scrolling through his contacts, his eyes brimming with tears. But they weren't tears of sadness… They were tears of rage. For the first time in his life… Feliciano wanted revenge…
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Okay! Now it's up to you, the readersto decide who Feli goes to for help with his revenge plan!
America!
Austria!
China!
England!
France!
Japan!
Prussia!
Russia!
Spain!
or Greece!
Voting closes in two weeks! Hurry up and get your vote in!
To vote go to my profile page. The poll's there at the top.
Translations!
Italian:
Fratello = Brother
Oh Dio... per favore no... = Oh God... please no...
Perché = Why
Bugiardo! Ti odio! = Liar! I hate you!
German:
Gott = God
Love you all!
~KayKatastr0phe
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