Wow, this got a bigger response than I ever thought it would. I'm glad so many people like it! I just hope I can live up to your expectations!
Someone asked what happens when Lovino ISN'T in a room but instead in something like an open field. It was such a good and legit question I just had to put it here. However, as not to give away part of the future story, that'll be explained later. Sorry~
Another thing, some of you MAY have noticed the advanced-for-a-six-year-old language the main trio uses. Since most Cursed children are outcast in society and feel an extreme need to prove themselves, they start learning before other kids. Of course Yao obviously isn't like that since he's 305 years old. Heh.
This chapter focuses on the adoption of Yao by the Vargas family, because honestly, if he can't age then there'd be no story. He's important later. I need him in the high school. It's probably not nearly as good as chapter 1...
Also, Lovino finally begins to say "Chigi" in this chapter!
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Ever since they met in that first grade classroom, the three children became nearly inseparable. Every day after school found the three boys in one or the others' homes, playing games in their rooms and just over all having the fun that none of them had had since their fifth birthdays.
One afternoon before the end of their first grade year, the boys had an interesting conversation.
"So Yao," Matthew asked one day, laying on Lovino's bed and looking at his Chinese friend, "Who are you staying with if you were run out of your village?"
"My home tends to change a lot-aru," Yao admitted. "Not many people want a kid that'll never grow up-aru."
"You should live with me," Lovino declared. "Even if Grandpa said no, our house is so big he wouldn't even know you were here. He'd say yes anyway-they've been waiting for a chance for me to prove my curse isn't so bad. Papa barely looks at me anymore..."
"When we're old enough," Matthew suddenly started, "since our families seem so sad about our curses, we should all run away together and be brothers! You two are much funner to be around than Alfred. All he wants to do is play hero-and then he forgets I'm even there, if he even noticed in the first place!"
"It'd be nice to have brothers who actually understand," Lovino admitted. "Feli is nice and all, but he has a Gift, not a Curse-he doesn't understand."
"I don't even have brothers-aru," Yao stated, glancing up at the ceiling. "It'd be nice to have a family again-aru. And one I could grow up with too-aru!"
"Really, you need to stay here," Lovino told him. "High School would be boring without all three of us together."
"You'd have to talk to the government about that-aru," Yao told him, sighing. "I'm not sure they would allow it-aru."
"My Grandpa is Romulus Vargas," Lovino scoffed. "If he says he wants you to stay here, they'll let you stay. Come on! Let's go talk to him! It'd be so cool to have a Chinese brother! And later we'll have a Canadian brother!" he grinned. "I wonder if we can convince your parents to let you stay too, Matthew..."
"I doubt it," Matthew laughed at his normally angry friend's excitement. "When you're around they still love me. It's only when you're gone they forget."
"Nullification seems to be more of a Gift than a Curse with us around-aru," Yao commented.
"With me around, there's no such thing," Lovino smirked proudly. "You don't have Curses around me!"
"Watch the ego-aru," Yao teased, making a pushing-away motion. "I don't want to be squashed-aru!"
Lovino glared at the immortal child while Matthew fell off the bed in a peel of laughter. Yao just grinned back in response to the glare, and soon all three boys were laughing.
There was a knock on the door. "Lovino, you and your friends should quiet down a little, I can hear you from all the way downstairs."
"Nonno!" Lovino suddenly called, jumping up and running to the door. He pulled it open. "Nonno, can Yao please stay here for the rest of eternity with me? Please?"
Romulus was startled, to say the least. Sure Lovino was different with his two friends, but he had never seen him so excited about anything.
The other two children ran up behind Lovino, both looking pleading.
He decided to hear them out.
"Why?" He asked his grandson, who seemed to have hope since it wasn't an outright refusal.
"School will be boring without him, and he'll never grow up without me around," Lovino explained. Romulus already knew his friends were Cursed Ones, so it didn't really matter that he was revealing it. "I nullify his Curse, and if he stays with me he'll grow up just like me and Mattie! Please, Nonno? Please please please ple-"
"I'll see what I can do," Romulus promised his grandson, thoroughly pleased that the thought of having Yao with them would make Lovino so happy. He decided he would seriously consider it.
The smile on Lovino's face had never been so big before, and Romulus knew Feliciano would be sad he missed it. "Grazie, Nonno!" he exclaimed, hugging his grandfather's legs. Then he and the three excited boys ran back into the bedroom to continue their plans for the future.
"I like your grandfather," Matthew told Lovino. "He doesn't seem too sad about you being Cursed."
"He's the only one," Lovino confided. "The Vargas family has never had a Curse before, and my parents sent me here because they didn't want Feli to feel sad about not being able to use his Gift. He got superior skill in the arts," he added almost as an afterthought.
"That's blatant favouritism-aru," Yao stated flatly, and the two other children, though they had superior vocabulary to most their age, looked confused. "It's obvious they like Feli better," he explained. "You only effect those in the same room as you, so they didn't need to send you to America."
"Well I'm glad they did," Lovino stated. "It was always weird. No one knew what to say to me. And I met you two! Just imagine if I hadn't come! I'd be at home, miserable and kept in my room so Feli could paint, you'd still be invisible and Yao would be in that class for another hundred years and we'd have never met."
"Good point," Matthew nodded in agreement. "It's good you came. If you didn't, we wouldn't have this trio. I hope you get to stay, Yao-you won't end up moving away to somewhere far away."
"I think Nonno will at least try," Lovino told them. "He likes seeing me happy. You know, since it's apparently so rare. Stop laughing! Chigiiii..."
Meanwhile
"Si, I am calling about a child... His name is Wang Yao. Yes, Chinese. Hm? Yes, him. Well, my grandson has become good friends with him. Yes, we are aware of the situation. My grandson is able to help with it. What? No, not Feliciano, he's still in Italia. Yes, Lovino. Hm? Take a look at his Gift. Yes, his gift is a Curse. Look at what it is, though. Yes, nullification. The kid's been five for three-hundred years. I think it's time for him to grow up. Alright. Grazie. Addio."
Later
"Alright Lovino," Romulus started after they got back from taking Matthew and Yao home. "I spoke with the foster care people." Lovino immediately looked up at his grandfather.
"What'd they say?" he asked excitedly. "Tell me, tell me, tell me!" Romulus was once again startled by his excitement. The fact that there were people out there who thought of him as Gifted instead of Cursed probably had something to do with it-and the thought of one coming to live with him must have been even better to the child.
"They said they would meet with me then make their decision," Romulus told him. "You know-"
"I bet it wouldn't be an issue if it wasn't Yao," Lovino pouted, crossing his arms and looking away. "If it's been someone with just a Gift instead of a Curse, they wouldn't need to meet with you."
"They just want to make sure I can handle it," Romulus told his grandson, patting his head. "You'll understand eventually."
"You can handle any Cursed kids. You can handle me, so what would make Yao any different? If anything I'm the more difficult one. You can't use your Gift around me." Romulus sighed. He'd known Lovino would put up an argument.
"It'll turn out alright, Lovino, I promise," he chuckled. "This is your Grandpa Romulus here, and I'll do what it takes to make my Lovi happy."
"Chigiii! Don't call me Lovi!"
