~Ludwig's house~

Ludwig got home. "I'm home, bruder!" he called.

Gilbert burst in and hugged him. "Hallo bruder, kesesesese!" he let go and backed up. "Where have you been?" he asked.

"Uh, Lovino's…"

Gilbert giggled, "Oh, hehe~ what were you doing~?" he sang.

"Nothing, Schwein!" Ludwig snapped.

Gilbert sneered, "Ooh, scary. Anyway, help me. I don't know anything about this stuff..." Ludwig kind of quit paying attention. He started to think about Lovino. Why would he ask that? He's not the kind to ask hypothetical questions…

"I don't know how to help someone who doesn't pay attention! I'm going to go now."

Gilbert whined, "Aw, c'mon bruder! I'll pay attention I promise!" but Ludwig had left the room.

"Scheiße! Why can't I get him out of my head?" Ludwig growled to himself as he made to his room. He slammed the door behind him as he walked in. "D-do I love him?" No. You don't… one voice said. Yes you do. Have you ever noticed the way you brighten when he walks in? How you can't stop thinking about him? You love him. Deal with it… said the other.

"Bruder, someone's on the phone for you!" he heard Gilbert yell up the stairs.

Hm? Why didn't they just call my phone? "Coming!" he called as he went downstairs. He grabbed the phone from Gilbert. "Donke," he said to Gilbert, then answered the phone. "Hallo?" "Hey Potato Sucker! I, uh, need to ask you something…about before." Lovino said from the other line.

Gilbert was sitting at the table. He was eavesdropping of course. "What happened before, Bruder~?"

Ludwig hissed, "Quiet, Esel!"

He heard a snarl from Lovino, "What did you call me?"

Ludwig gasped, "N-no not you! I was talking to Gilbert!" then Gilbert snickered.

Ludwig just shot him a glare. "S-so, you want to know about before?"

Lovino snorted, "No, I want to talk about tomorrow. Duh, before!"

Ludwig blushed. Gilbert burst into laughter. "Oho bruder! Why you blushing, huh? Ooh, I know… You were going to tell the Italian boy you loved him right? But I called…and you didn't?" he said, pretty loud.

"Wha-what? Y-you love me?" Lovino gasped over the phone.

Ludwig gritted his teeth. Stupid Preußen... "I-I…" he trailed off.

"I have to go!" Lovino said, but it sounded desperate.

"Hey, are you-?" Ludwig tried to say, but Lovino had hung up. Uhm…Whatever…other things to take care of…

"Preußen, get over here! We need to have a chat!"

Gilbert sunk down in his chair. "J-ja bruder…?"

Ludwig walked up to him. "Don't 'ja bruder' me like your innocent! Why would you do that?" he said, though it sounded like a whine.

"Jeez, Ludwig… Es tut mir leid but, you do, right?"

Ludwig eyes widened. "Wha-what is you talking about, my bruder?" He said nervously.

"'What is you talking about'? Bruder, I've never seen you like this... you do love him, don't you?"

Ludwig defended himself, "NIEN! NIEN NIEN NIEN NIEN! I don't love him!" I'm not going to tell bruder my feelings...

"Mm-hm… whatever I'll drop the subject." Gilbert walked out of the room and took out his phone. "I'll just talk to Toni. Guten nucht, bruder." Ludwig nodded 'good night' and walked back to his room and went to sleep.

~Meanwhile in Lovino's house~

"Ohmio Diooh mio Diooh mio Dio Ohmio dio!" Lovino screeched into the couch.

Feliciano walked in. "F-Fratello…? What's wrong? You keep yelling, 'oh my god'…"

Lovino shot a glare at him. "No really?"

Feliciano flinched.

Lovino felt guilty. "I'm sorry, fratello. I didn't mean to yell at you."

Feliciano shook his head with a smile. "No, it's alright, Lovino. But can you tell me what's wrong?"

Lovino blushed. "Uh, well…I think the potato sucker loves me…"

Feliciano's eyes widened in shock. "Ludy? Doitsu? Germany?" Lovino looked at him like 'duh, retard!' Feliciano smiled. "Aw, fratello~ that is so cute~!"

Lovino blushed. "I-It's not l-like I love him back, 'cause I don't!"

Feliciano giggled, "Whatever you say, fratello~, whatever you say.

Lovino's eyes widened and he stuttered out, "N-no I don't! NONONONO! I don't love him!"

Feliciano yawned. "Oh, Buona notte, fratello..."

Lovino grunted. Maybe I do love him...Oh I don't know or care right now, I'm tired. Then he went into his room and slept.


A/N: Herro, again~!

I decided to just add the next chptr right away~ Ain't I nice?

You're welcome...Anyway, Review, I would love that! All of them, even bad ones!

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