And so after being dissed by my other grandfather I've decided that I don't give a fuck what people say Fiction will always be better than Nonfiction. And the best sub category for fiction? Fanfiction of course! I don't know. Alright, in this chapter we add Canada to the crew.

And I didn't say anything last chapter but to cover all bases we'll switch POV between Spain and Romano every other chapter. Like, Spain gets the odds and Romano gets the evens.

Enjoy!~

Chapter 2: Unfamiliar

I find myself glaring at the unfamiliar ceiling, then glaring at the unfamiliar wall, and finally glaring at the unfamiliar floor. Glancing at the clock I notice it was three in the morning. Rolling over in the unfamiliar bed I wince as I bump my recent cuts against the bed's frame. This whole situation was fucked up.

First mom dies, then father sends my brother and I off to be part of our grandfather's Zoid team, and then after months of working side by side with said grandfather he disregards what I say and switches out with our coordinator who I knew had felt something for my brother.

Something else fucked up. Even though I only said Ludwig liked my brother for the sex I knew that the bastard actually cared for my brother. Then after failing drastically I get shipped off to the fucktastical three. Things would have been different if mom hadn't- Shaking my head from side to side I get up. I couldn't dwell on these thoughts.

Grabbing my jacket I head out my door, intending to sit a few minutes in Shade's cockpit which always calmed me down. Making sure not to make any loud noises I creep down to the garage and head directly to Shade. As I approached Shade shook her head a little and bent down.

Smiling to myself I hop into her cockpit when she opens up and settle down into the seat. "Why is nothing simple Shade?" I knew she understood me. In rare cases Zoids developed a behavioral output, adding personality to their programming. Rolling up my sleeves I twist my arms in the pale lights of the cockpit, viewing all the scars I had created over the years.

Each one was a blame mark. I cut into my skin every time I thought of mother. After all, the accident had been my fault. "Light up, light up, as if you have a choice. Even if you cannot hear my voice, I'll be right beside you dear." I sing quietly into the open air, starting the chorus to the song mom always used to sing to me.

"Louder, louder, and we'll run for our lives. I can hardly speak I understand why you can't raise your voice to say." Echoes back into the cockpit, completing the chorus. That's when I notice the platform lights on over at the Grand Taurus. I hurriedly wipe the tears off my face and glare in Antonio's direction for whom else could be in the Grand Taurus? But as I get ready to reprimand him he continues the song, picking up on the second verse.

"To think I might not see those eyes makes it so hard not to cry. And as we say our long goodbye I nearly do." As Antonio sings his face comes on screen on the inside of Shade's cover shield. He had his eyes closed and a small smile on his lips. And as he sung the third section a tear falls down his face.

"Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear"

"Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say"

We both sing the chorus in time with each other but he trails off and I pick up the third verse. "Slower, slower, we don't have time for that. All I want is to find an easier way to get out of our little heads." Realizing I had closed my eyes while singing I open them to find Antonio watching me from his side of the screen, his mouth open for the next part.

"Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess"

"Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear"

We end the song together and drop into silence, staring at our respective screens. "You have a beautiful voice." Antonio finally says, making me glare at him for a short while before looking away. It reminded me of what mom always told me. "Sorry, I offended you. Tends to happen a lot with me. I'm surprised you know that song." I look back up, this time in curiosity.

"Why do you say that?" I ask leaning forward.

"Because that song was written over two hundred years ago." He replies with a sad smile. "So how do you know it?"

"My mother used to sing it." I reply softly. "It was my favorite one that she sang. And you?" I ask back.

"My grandmother. It was her favorite song." We lapse back into silence. And slowly I reach out my hand to brush against Shade's dashboard. She lowers her head to the ground and lets me out. Making sure my sleeves were tugged down I head over to the lift. Antonio falls in next to me and I immediately stiffen.

I don't know why but ever since that first time of seeing him on the other side of the screen my heart had decided that it was in love with him. Which was part of the reason I couldn't sleep. Another part was the bathroom scene playing over in my head. Glancing over I notice him looking at me.

"What are you looking at?" I ask with a scowl. He reaches out a hand and pushes a small strand of my hair behind my ear, sending my heart into overdrive. Springing back I start up a string of curses but much to my frustration he just chuckles. "What the fuck is funny?"

"You're just so cute." He says with a smile but just as he says it he slams his hands over his mouth. "I'm sorry, that probably offended you." Turning a glare at the lift door my mind goes back over those four words. No one had ever said that about me before.

But I couldn't trust anyone. Because everyone was lying. But Antonio didn't seem like a liar. "Oh dear, I've pissed him off and now he won't talk to me." I turn around, confused, wondering what he was talking about.

"I wasn't ignoring you dumbass. I was just thinking." I reply as the lift door slides open. Both of us step out at the same time, Antonio still apparently cowed. I let out a sigh. "What's bothering you now?"

Antonio looks down and smiles sleepily. "Just trying to think of some way to sleep. I always have a difficult time falling asleep in the Fall. It could be they way I'm lying down, if I'm too hot, too cold, a spot on my bed is uncomfortable, I haven't dispelled all the energy from my body, or my imagination just won't shut up. But it's only ever in the Fall." I glance over at him, stifling a yawn.

"Imagination?" He looks back up at me.

"Yeah. It likes to come up with stories and scenarios. But tonight I think I just had too much energy. How about you?" He asks, a tired smile lighting his face.

"I'm just not used to any of this. I've never been separated from my brother before now and we used to sleep together. I already know I won't be able to fall asleep." Reaching our hall, our bedrooms were right next to each other, I slump against a wall. "Goodnight dumbass." I murmur.

He hesitates at his doorway, biting his lower lip. Five seconds, ten seconds, fifteen seconds. He was still standing there, biting his lip. Then he reaches out and pulls me into his room. As I let out a startled yelp he shoves me onto his bed. Before I can roll off, jump off, or slide off he lies down on the bed next to me and wraps one arm around my waist, pulling me in. A moment later he flings the sheets and blankets over us.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I ask, shoving tiredly on his arms. This only makes him tighten his grip and nuzzle into the back of my head.

"I'm helping you sleep." Is the reply.

"Can't you do that to a point where we don't look like a fucked up couple? The dumbass and the asshole. Ah, whatever. Goodnight." Shutting up I try to snuggle into the sheets further. After a few minutes I was close to sleep when I felt something wet against my neck. It felt like rain drops sliding on my skin.

As Antonio's tears slip down my neck I feel his finger caress my arm slowly, lining up with my scars. Struggling to make him believe I was still asleep, as he originally thought, I wait to see what he does next. But the only thing he does before dropping off to sleep was press a small kiss on my shoulder.

~ Next Morning ~

I roll over, expecting to bump into Antonio. But as I open my eyes I notice his bed was empty. Except for me of course. Getting up I wander out into the hall and over to the commons room. Inside everyone was crowded around a computer. I peak over their shoulders as Gilbert points to the screen.

"This guy doesn't look all that reliable. Next." He hits a button and the picture changes. So they were recruit searching. The base was certainly big enough for more team members. "Nah, she doesn't look like she can keep up with our current team." Gilbert speaks up again and Francis mutters something about being fickle.

Antonio notices me first, looking up with a smile. "Good morning Lovino! Even though it is 10:00." As he finishes what he's saying Gilbert lets out a loud exclamation.

"This guy! Right here! He's perfect for the job." I look back over to see a picture of a fair haired purple eyed boy. His skin was pale and his hair waved out near the end plus a curl hung in front of his face. The name on the screen read Matthew Williams. Boreas pilot with the position of defender for four years and great battle records. "And he's absolutely adorable." Francis rolls his eyes and Chelsea kisses the top of his head, wrapping her arms around his neck.

At this point Gilbert wrote a job requisition for this Matthew character. Only moments later a reply popped up, announcing that Matthew accepted the job offer. I just shrug it off and shuffle over to the kitchen to prepare something to eat. But as soon as I reached the kitchen's doorway I was tackled from behind.

"Hey Lovi. Do you want something to eat?"

"Naw, I just fucking walked into the god dammed kitchen for no God dammed reason at all." I growl at Antonio as I move to make myself a cup of coffee.

"Then do you want me to make you something to eat?" I quirk an eyebrow curiously. For the first time in four years I wouldn't have to cook?

"I-if you want to." I mutter and Antonio runs over to the fridge, pulling out a few eggs. Grabbing my cup of coffee I sit down at the counter and proceed to put sugar in as well as creamer, which had been sitting next to it. Moments later Antonio places a plate of eggs and bacon in front of me. "T-thanks." I say softly as I bite into the bacon.

"OMIGOSH GUYS! LOVI JUST SAID THANK YOU TO ME!" Antonio yells, running from the kitchen. God was that man annoying.

I didn't tell ya'll what Zoids series I'm basing this from (not that any of you care but oh well.). The specific series I used here was "Zoids new century Zero" It's the first series even though they have crap tons more which I never bothered watching.

If you're interested in seeing what Zoids I used in the making of this story you can see models in my links below.

Command Wolf: .com/image/command%?o=12

D-Bison (Grand Taurus): .com/?qh=§ion=&global=1&q=zoids+bison#/d33io7g

Blade Liger: .com/?qh=§ion=&q=blade+liger#/d34ytjv

Rev Raptor (Here I called it a Blade Raptor): .com/image/rev%?o=1

Gun Sniper: .com/image/zoids%20gun%20sniper/WhisperedLove/Zoids/Gun_?o=3#!oZZ2QQcurrentZZhttp%3A%2F%.com%2Fimage%2Fzoids%20gun%20sniper%2FblackRAZR117%2FZoids%%3Fo%3D2

Of course the colors are different. The Boreas, which is a polar bear, and the Stealth Eagle are Zoids I created.

Long note is long.

Ciao!~