CHAPTER 3

Lovino rolled out of bed with a groan. Who the hell was making so much damn noise? It was only 2:27 p.m. meaning he shouldn't be awake for another two hours.
He made his way down stairs and followed the noise to the kitchen where it grew loader and he could hear someone laughing. It sounded like Feli and just as he was fixing to ask what the hell was so funny he saw HIM standing there.

"What the hell is he doing here?" they both turned around surprised at the sudden shout. "Ve~ fratello! Your awake good we were just finishing breakfast." Feli said in his usual cheerful voice, the one which at the moment was making Lovino want to punch a baby. He couldn't handle his brothers cheerfulness in the morning especially when there was a certain Spaniard in his kitchen that he did not want there.

"Hola, mi amigo, I hope you like churros cause tha-" he cut himself off and looked Lovino up and down. "Wow Lovi.." Lovino blushed, "What the hell are you staring at?" Lovino looked down at himself and quickly realized just what the Spaniard was looking at. He was wearing nothing but a thin white pair of boxers, his bed head could easily be mistaken for sex hair, and his face was flustered. Damn it all to hell!

Lovino was debating on hitting the bastard in the ear when there was a knock on the door and then someone opened it. Oh fucking great another person he didn't want to see. Lovino retreaded to his room not wanting to see his brother hang all over that stupid potato bastard!
After closing the door and moving a chair in front of it Lovino laid back down on his bed while putting his head phones in and tried to relax.

He missed Italy. He missed their old house. He missed playing in the gardens when he and Feliciano were younger. He missed his Nonno. He didn't like America but it was what Feli wanted to do so they moved there when Nonno died.

As he starter to doze off thoughts of when he was little began to flood his mind.
"Ve~ fratello, look at what I found." his little brother came running back to the house with his hands cupped around something. It was already beginning to get dark which meant that they would have to go in soon. "What is it?" he asked curiously. Feli opened his hand; inside it was a lump of dirt.

Lovino felt like hitting his little brother in the face. "What the hell, it's just dirt," Lovino pointed out to his brother. Feliciano continued to smile and removed some of the dirt and Lovino could see a sliver of gold. "There is something under the dirt though," Feli explained then grabbed Lovino's hand and pulled him into the house and drug him to the kitchen.

Lovino watched as his brother tried to remove the dirt from the item only to fail. "Here I'll be right back," Lovino told him as he ran up stairs to the bathroom and returning with a toothbrush, not his of course it was Nonno's, and gave it to his little brother. "Ve~ thanks fratello," Feliciano smiled bigger and began to scrub the dirt away as he ran water over it.

The dirt was finally gone leaving Nonno's toothbrush black and brown from it. "What is it, fratello?" Lovino asked and took it from the younger Italian.
It was an old locket a beautiful one at that. Unlike most this one was an oval shape with swirled engravings all over it and a beautiful small purple gem in the middle of it.

Lovino tried to open it. It took more strength than he thought it would but he finally got it. Inside was a picture of two babies wrapped in a blanket. Engraved on the other side of the locket was, "May the heavens protect and keep you safe when we cannot."

"Hey, what are you two doing?" Lovino jumped at the sudden noise and dropped the locket then looked up to see Nonno standing in the kitchen doorway. He looked at the locket and froze. "Where did you find that?"

Before Lovino knew it he was across the room picking up the locket and examining it. "Just as I thought," he said to himself and let out a sigh. "Who does it belong to, Nonno?" The younger of the two asked. He looked at the two boys and then back at the locket. "It was Airianna's... your mother.." he told the both of them while looking at the locket still. "Airianna," Lovino repeated trying to remember their mother the best he could. "Lovi?" Lovino looked around confused. "What the hell was that?" he asked. "Lovi? Lovi, wake up." a smooth voice broke through his dream waking him.

The room was cold but his chest and legs were warm for some reason. Lovino soon realized that Antonio was practically laying on him. Why was he so warm? Lovino gave into the warmth for a minute before realizing exactly who it was that was creating the heat.
"Get the hell off me you bastard!" Lovino yelled and kicked Antonio making him land on the floor with a hard 'thud' followed by small groans of pain. Serves him right! He was sleeping and the stupid bastard just had to come and ruin it.

"Ow, Lovi that hurt," Antonio pouted rubbing the back of his head. Gosh, he looked so cute when he did that. Wait what? No! He looked stupid! Lovino blushed a little at his thoughts. "Good! I was trying to sleep." Lovino threw a pillow at him, hitting him straight in the face.

Antonio hugged the pillow and looked up at Lovino. There was something wrong. What happened to his smile? He always smiled so why wasn't he now? "Hey Lovi, whose Airianna?" Antonio looked down at the ground with a sad look in his eyes and what seemed to be a bit of jealousy.

Lovino was surprised by the question and wasn't sure how to answer. He never talked about his mother neither of the brothers did. It was something that they both avoided of they could. "Where did you hear that name?" Lovino asked as his chest tightened up a little. Antonio lifted his head a little. "You kept saying it in your sleep.. And I-I just wanted to make sure that you were okay.." Antonio looked into Lovino's eyes seeing pain mixed with longing. Antonio feared the answer even more now.

"She... She was my mother. She died when me and Feli were still really young so I don't really remember her.." Lovino answered honestly thinking of everything that Nonno had told them about her. Antonio stood up and sat down next to Lovino. "I'm sorry Lovi, please don't cry." Antonio wiped the Italians eyes and pulled him into a hug. The Italian quickly pulled away. "I wasn't crying, bastard," he exclaimed.

Antonio smiled softly at him. "Okay, Lovi. It's pretty late and I should probably get going I guess. I just wanted to say goodbye," Antonio explained. Before Lovino even knew what had happen Antonio was leaning over him kissing him. His lips were so soft. The kiss was sweet but short leaving Lovino sad but glad at the same time. Lovino felt the blood rush to his face. "What the hell was that, bastard?" Antonio smiled, got up and headed for the door. "Good night, mi tomate," he said with a grin as he shut the door leaving the Italian flustered and confused. Fucking bastard...

Antonio waited outside the door for a minute then made his way for the front door only to be stopped by Feliciano. "Ve~ are you leaving already?" He asked giving him an odd look. Antonio nodded. "It's getting kind of late and I don't want to be a bother besides I don't really think that Lovi enjoys me being here," Antonio explained. Feli just shrugged, "If you say so. Good night then." Antonio thanked him and left. As he made his way home he couldn't help but think of how he had kissed Lovino. "I bet he hates me now.." Antonio thought to himself out loud. "Oh well, it was worth it besides he hated me before I kissed him so I guess it doesn't really matter," he reminded himself as he walked into his house.
He made his way to bedroom and plopped down on the bed. Now that he thought of it he should've made the kiss longer, he should've made it better. Lord knows when he would get another chance of he ever did. He decided to leave it alone and go to sleep especially since he would have to get up early for school tomorrow.