Welcome To Insanity's Lair!
Chapter 2, Day 2: Messing With Love
Character focus: Feliciano's Back story, and Arthurs Love Life.
Slightly Angsty Chapter.
Day 2
A/N Yes, I freaking used a famous British Minecrafter/Youtuber! He one of my favorite Youtubers! He British! And chubby… Can you guess what crew he's from? (Come on DalekOfDestiny, you know this!)
Warning: My straight friends, there are some… Yaoiness in this, if you don't like GuyXGuy I'll warn you to skip it with this sign (YAOI ALERT!) But that's more at the ending so you may just miss a bit of the end of the chapter.
Also at the start of every chapter I'll give a bits and pieces of some character back stories and who they got in here, it may not have some importance to the story…
Feliciano woke up to the sound of bells. He opened his glimmering silky, honey brown orbs. The Italian stretched lazily, and swung his legs over his red, white, and green covers. Feliciano's toes barely even touched the floor, as he glided over to his dresser with a small grin.. He slipped on a green dress, with a red ribbon; he even tied on a white apron.
He skipped downstairs, to find his Mama passed out on the floor, amber colored bottles scattered all over the place, strange smelling liquid was splattered on the floor. Little Feliciano tip toed over to his Mama and gave her a small kiss on the forehead, and went to awake his older twin.
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"Feliciano, why the heck are you wearing such a dumpy dress?" His older brother Lovino asked harshly, he was in an ankle high; cotton candy (fairy floss) colored dress, with black lace, and a wooden cross.
"Well, I thought Cato would like it..." Feliciano stuttered stumbling because his tiny little legs couldn't cope with the pace he was walking.
"Damn it! Feli we are going to church, not freaking school!" Lovino huffed and angrily breathed in and out. The older hot-headed Italian looked to the stormy, gray clouds that wrapped around the sky, reaching its wings to all of Italy. The breeze was rough; almost knocking the two over, it was cold, wet, and miserable.
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When the twins arrived at church, they imminently stopped talking in English, knowing that the Italians there despised the language.
Feliciano looked upon the tall, white building, the glass was painted, beautifully reflecting off the pond below. Lovino rolled his eyes as a blonde haired boy, with burning dark blue eyes raced towards them. He was hiding something behind his back, and his black cloak and hat was fluttering in the air as he ran towards the twins. Lovino walked away, avoiding the boy's eye contact.
"Oh, Feliciano!" He yelled breaking the eerie silence with his high-pitched German accent.
The two children wrapped in an embrace. But Feliciano quickly pulled away and bowed his head.
"Cato…" He spoke softly. "You shouldn't be here…" He spoke in English.
Cato's bottom lip trembled but he toughed up, eyes still sparkling.
"I know Feliciano! But… We don't have to do this sneaking around any more! We could just run away, ja!? We could continue in your lessons in German and mine in Italian! And…We could go with your bruder!" Cato said he seemed to be begging.
Feliciano shook his head sadly, tears bubbled in his eyes.
"But Feliciano this is my last day here, the town folk are on to me, if you don't come with me… I can't ever see you again. Just in case…" Cato dragged out a painting, a mirror image of a sleeping Feliciano in a angelic dress, and bride's veil.
"Here." Feliciano also pulled out a golden ring from his apron pocket and the two switched gifts.
"Feli… How did you get this?" Cato asked his mouth gaping in awe.
"I thought… The next place you move, you and your family could sell it and would no longer need to steal." Cato shook his head rapidly.
"No amount of money can make me sell this; I'll keep this until the day I die…" Someone began quietly whispering Cato's name.
The younger Italian child started sobbing and the older German boy cried along with him
"Auf Wiedersehen..." Feliciano mumbled turning away, and wiping his tears.
"Arrivederci…" Cato said before slipping the ring on and running in the thick underbrush.
That was the last time Cato was ever seen in Feliciano's town.
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After the death of the two Italian twin's mother in 2001, Lovino stayed with his friend, Antonio, and his family. But since the family had no more room, Feliciano was forced to move to America with his kind grandfather. After Feli's 14th birthday his grandfather died, at only the young age of 56 due to a heart attack. Feliciano switched from family from family, most of them were fine… But couldn't deal with his multiple personality disorder. One moment he could be his dizzy, happy-go-luck self then a cold hearted psychopath. In 2010, when he was17 years old, he got a kind family of four but he wasn't in a great school. Feliciano one day switched selves at school, and almost killed two people, and mortality wounded three teenagers.
Feliciano was sent to a mental hospital, for about six months which did no help because of his now neglectful parents, so he was moved to a group home for 17 and older. He stayed there for three years, he still switches personalities but he is okay now. Since he is an adult now, he can stay as long as he wants, at least to 25.
Feliciano hasn't seen his brother or home town for years. His dream is to return to Italy and find Cato, and join his brother.
* End of Flashback/Back story *
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"Vstavay da?" A voice asked creepily, startling Arthur, causing him to jolt up and hit his forehead on the ceiling. (Get up yes?)
Ivan fell backwards onto Matthew who screamed bloody murder, and Feliciano dived out of the way only to slam in the door, making such a loud noise, that people next door began screaming about pink elephants and rainbow jelly fish. The staff ran around trying to calm everyone outside, only for some one to start stabbing some one with a pen.
In all, Arthur experienced a morning in a male adults group home.
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The muti-color haired Brit sat on a plush chair, pressing an ice pack to his bruised fore head. He mumbled a string of curses, as he sat next to his room mates in an office, waiting for god knows who to lecture us.
"Sorry Arthur, I didn't know you got scared that easily." Ivan apologized causing Arthur to for the umpteenth time to grind his teeth in anger.
"Ve~ well at least we missed out on gym!" Feliciano piped up cheerfully.
"T-t-true, I hate being around sweaty g-guys.." Matthew had a faraway look in his eyes.
Arthur just smiled, guessing what these guys sexuality is, and he couldn't help but smile. What do you expect from a building filled to the brim with guys?
Just then, a short man with spiky ginger blonde hair came in, he was… Strange... He had a long white lab coat, and slightly tall leather boots. And who could forget his huge circle goggles that was someone able to maintain the unruly hair he had.
He looked at the group with jade eyes and smiled.
"My name is Duncan, don't have to call me Doctor or shit like that, follow me." He beckoned the younger adults into his office, and offered them a chair and soft drink.
"So let me get this straight… We basically almost killed two staff, and we get tea?" Arthur sipped the tea causally.
Duncan looked up, and put down his warm cup of English Breakfast Tea down (because is British of course!)
"Listen lad, I hate the staff here, I could totally understand why you want to get the bloody hell outta of here. But it's not that bad if you find the right people. And only you got tea, the others took soda." The three other boys were knocked out cold in their chairs. Duncan winked at Arthur and sat up.
"Anyways I have some experiments to conduct. Good day." Defying all logic he picked the bodies all up with one arm and gave a back hand wave and walked away.
Arthur sat there blinking, trying to process what happened. He shrugged it off and slipped out of the room.
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This time being the bright boy he was, the Brit just grabbed a buttered pear and stalked off. He leaned against a wall, and propped one leg up. Just in case he took of his expensive leather jacket and dropped it beside him.
Moments later, Alfred the geeky American zoomed out of nowhere and tripped over Arthur's purposely outstretched foot. He skidded to the floor face first, oh how Arthur DIDN'T even feel a thing from it. Just trying to be a play boy, good going Limey jerk.
Anywho Arthur bended over to help up the older and taller teenager.
"We should really stop crashing into each other, huh?" Alfred asked and Arthur laughed.
"Yeah, I don't mind it though." Arthur frowned as he saw the American's glasses had cracked. They were probably expensive. "Well bullocks, your glasses are cracked." Arthur leaned close and slid them off.
"H-hey bro, its fine." Alfred stammered.
"No, its not, when I get out, I promise to buy you a new pair." Alfred gave the punk a wide grin.
"Hey dude, let's go my room! I think you'll be happy to what I have to show you!" Arthur quickly slipped his leather jacket and followed his American lover.
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The Brit marveled at all the posters on the wall, Alfred was luckily enough to just share a room with one person. Alfred's bed sheet covers were of DC and Marvel heros, his dresser was decorated in action figures, GameCube video games, golden lightsabers, and his Lap top. Yeah, he was really messy kid. Arthur cringed. 'Why do I still think of him so much younger?' Arthur grimaced.
Alfred stumbled over to his dresser and fumbled though his drawer on his side of the room. But the other side was a whole different thing.
It had a painting of the Elfie' Tower, and bouquets of crimson roses. Very neat and tidy with red, white, and blue bed covers. No not the American flag, the French flag.
Arthur's stomach dropped to his feet as he saw a laced bra hanging out of the guy's pillow.
Just then, Alfred unloaded a heap of video game consoles on his bed, from GameCube, to Atari, to GameBoy, he had it all.
Not only that but he almost had every Sonic and Legend of Zelda game ever made.
Arthur kind of just stood there in an amazement.
"Come on, don't just stand there!" Arthur snapped out of it and joined the other male in his Geekfest.
"I can guess you like Star Wars!" Arthur exclaimed as he looked though his comics and collectibles.
"Yeah, people made fun of me at school for it, but who cares!" Alfred shivered and shook his head. He said in a weird tone, as if he was scared.
Arthur raised a brow and allowed for Alfred to ramble about his favorite video games and preferred electronics.
While the geek in front of Arthur was blabbing away, he failed to notice Alfred resting against his side,
(YAOI WARNING!)
Arthur noticed Alfred playing with the tips of his own fingers. Arthur couldn't help but ruffle the immature seventeen year old boys, dirty blonde hair. Slowly he brushed over Alfred's cowlick which then at that moment he stopped talking and blushed realized what was happing.
Alfred face dropped as Arthur started massaging the American's hair, specifically his little strange of hair that stuck straight up.
Alfred mumbled and closed his eyes and fell onto Arthurs lap.
"Lets… Do again…" Alfred started snoring softly into the Brits thigh. Arthur fist pumped into the air and mouthed a "YESSSSSSS!"
(SAFE TO READ!)
The door cracked open just a bit and a laugh was heard.
"Ohonhonhonhon." Arthur tensed, he heard that laughter before.
"What. Do. We. Have. Here?"
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A/N
Honhonhonhonhon!
If you guys really hated the yaoi or the main pairing in this, PM or review and I make sure to avoid it.
Also, another thing, my challenge is, which YouTube crew is Duncan from? (Hint: First Chapter Alfred was wearing a shirt with there logo on it.)
Thanks for reading my friends!
Ciao!
-20 Percent Awesomer