DISCLAIMER: I don't own APH or any of it's characters.
However, I own Imma, Vito and Michele! ^.^

Warnings:...oh come on, do I have to do this with every chapter? There's swearing, OC's and I think that's it for this chapter...

A/N: I'm so going to be late for school, so be happy! :P

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Just one more quick note...I don't like how this one turned out, sorry for the suckiness! xD

The boys stared at the outstretched hand, taking in the newly found information. Their grandfather...was alive?

In addition, this woman knew where he was?

Feliciano tugged gently on Romano's sleeve, snapping him out of his trance. He knew that his brother was just shocked at the information, but it was obvious the pretty lady was waiting for an answer, and pretty ladies shouldn't be kept waiting.

"Well boys?"

"Non mi fido di lei"

Imma raised an eyebrow, her mouth forming a thin line. She wondered how the boys didn't realise that she could understand Italian too; one would have guessed from her last name after all. However, she kept silent, wondering what would happen if she just let this play out. Perhaps, this could work out in her favour.

"Ma potrebbe aiutarci a trovare il Nonno! Così saremo di nuovo una famiglia!" Feliciano protested, shaking his brother's arm gently.
"O potrebbe mentirci! Non sappiamo nemmeno se lei...se lei è un' estranea, maledizione!"

"Ve! Ti prego, Romano! Nessuna sa niente sul nonno! Conoscevano anche Mamma e Papà! Per favore, sono sicuro che andrà tutto bene!"

Romano stared at his younger brother, realising that chocolate eyes were burning with determination. He knew that once that Feliciano had his mind set on something, he probably wouldn't give up until he got it. Whether he agreed to go or not, Feliciano would have just dragged him along anyway. He drew in a deep breath.

"Fine. But only because I trust you, stupid idiot." Roman's eyes narrowed. Sure, he trusted his brother's judgement sometimes, but…what about Bella and Lars? Surely, they should go back to them, right?

Imma frowned. Although Romano had agreed to come along, it still didn't mean that he wanted to. It was a good thing, she supposed that Romano wanted to make sure everything was right before he agreed to anything. That would come in use for anything involving analysis later on. But overall, she knew she was fighting a losing battle. Well, there was only one thing left to do.

"Just if you're wondering how I found you," This got the Italians' attention, halting their private discussion. "Bella and Lars sent me."

That was final thing that would set off the chain of events.

"Ve~! See Romano! Let's go then!" Feliciano jumped up, pulling Romano up in the process and skipped closer towards Imma and grabbing her hand; she was smiling softly at them. Thank God that went well; otherwise she may have had to resort to force.

"Great! Then let's go! My car is just outside this park!"

With that, Feliciano used his free hand to grab Imma's and began dragging them both out of the park. It was easy to spot which car it was, seeing as it had tinted windows and a chauffeur standing near the front of the car. As soon as he spotted the trio coming towards him, he straightened up and opened the back door.

The three of them swiftly made their way into the back seats of the car, with Feliciano darting in excitedly, Romano following with a frown and Imma, a cynical look casting itself onto her face. She took one quick check, to make sure that no one was watching them. Besides, one could never be too certain. Happy that there wasn't anyone, she followed suit and faced the chauffeur.

"Where to?" he asked politely.

"Do you really have to ask?" Imma scowled at him. She was in no mood to play games right now.

The driver chuckled, but nonetheless, silenced himself and started up the ignition.

"Ve~! It's like we're secret agents Romano! Look! The windows are tinted and everything! And we're in a fast black car, and that man is well dressed and -!" Romano clamped a hand over his brother's mouth, not wanting to hear any more nonsense.

"Shut up… you're beginning to annoy me."

Imma laughed at the display; she placed sugary sweet smile on her face.

"Secret agents? I guess so, Feliciano. We are secret, and I suppose you could call us agents!" she chipped in, cheerily. Romano only gave her a dead panned look. He was really beginning to hate her more and more. But he had promised himself he would always look after his brother… who stupidly went along with this stranger.

"What do you do anyway?" Romano asked, raising an eyebrow. Imma leaned back on the leather seats.

"Well, as I said. We are a secret organization. I guess you could say we're similar to the mafia, but not really… we… well, we help them deal with certain things. It's mostly to do with anyone who hasn't paid their debts, or maybe just a good old trade." Her eyes glinted with slight malice as she spoke.

"B-but if you're with the mafia… why would mama and papa help you?" Feliciano asked. Why would such a nice and pretty lady be helping the mafia? Imma threw her head back and laughed.

"Oh! You're so cute! No, we...help the mafia I guess, but we help the people in debt to them. So, we're like the better side of the mafia. And in return for people working for us, we pay you. Money, or otherwise. In your case, we're going to try and find your grandfather for you."

"Ve… I'm tired… How long until we get there?" Feliciano asked, rubbing his eyes. He leant down to rest his head onto Romano's shoulder.

"About an hour, you can have a rest."

Feliciano didn't need to be told twice as he almost instantly fell asleep. It had been a long and tiring day for him already, and he didn't even get to take a siesta today. This left Imma and Romano in an awkward silence. They were both staring at each other, trying to figure the other out. Romano knew that there was something that she wasn't telling them, and Imma was just trying to find out why Romano didn't trust her as much as his brother.

"What do you want from us?" Romano questioned bluntly, making sure that his voice was low enough so as not to wake his brother.

"I promise, I just came on orders, and also to make sure you two were looked after properly." Romano scoffed at this.

"Whatever, bitch. You said that you would tell us if we came with you. I'm not an idiot, there's something you want in return isn't there?"

Imma scowled and looked out of the window. Well, this brat was annoying She definitely preferred the other kid.

The rest of the journey was surrounded by complete silence

"We're here."

Romano's eyes fluttered open. He hadn't even realised when he had fallen asleep! Gently, he shook his brother awake, who groaned and began to mumble something about being too tired. Romano scowled and grabbed his brother by the arm and pulled him out of the car.

They seemed to be in an underground car park, each space filled with an expensive and glossy looking cars, all in dark colours. Their footsteps echoed throughout the car park as they followed Imma towards a lift. The metal doors slid easily open as they entered. As soon as they reached their destination, Imma led the boys out and into a room at the end of the corridor. As they passed, Romano decided to peek through any doors which were open. There was a room where a sparring match was going on, one room which had a woman studying some documents and another with a man in a white lab coats, mixing a few chemicals together.

Finally, they reached a simple black lacquered door. There was a wall mounted swipe card machine. Imma took out her own card from her pocket and after swiping it, pushed the handle down. She motioned for the boys to follow her in. She knocked twice on the door, before pushing it open.

"Michele? I'm coming in."

"Imma! How many times have I told you that -" Michele turned round, instantly spotting Romano and Feliciano.

"Ve~! You have a big and pretty room!" Feliciano exclaimed, light brown eyes darting everywhere, taking in every little feature of the intricate and modern design. Most of it had a monochrome colour scheme, but there were small subtle hints of other colours such as the navy flower vase upon the dark brown desk near the centre of the room. Books and files lined the walls on both sides with a large window, stretching from the ceiling to the floor, which would allow floods of light to fill the room whenever it was sunny.

Whilst Feliciano was assessing the room itself, Romano was taking in the image of Michele Costa. So, this was the boss? Well, he didn't look like one. He had expected the boss to be some serious looking man with absolutely no emotions whatsoever. In fact, he was quite the contrary.

Michele Costa was stood behind the desk dressed in a smart, fashionable suit, staring at them in surprise. He was very lightly tanned and had black, slightly scruffy hair. His face didn't look stern enough to control a whole secret organization.

However, the thing that stood out most was his eyes. Like his sister, he too had golden eyes. They shone brightly and seemed to burn into him.

"My… it's really you. You look so alike." Michele whispered, slowly approaching them. Once he was standing in front of them, scanned their faces. It was really amazing how much they looked like their parents. He smiled. "Imma, you can leave now."

"No, I think I'd like to stay," the blonde retorted, smirking as she jumped to sit on his desk and crossed her legs over each other. She smiled sweetly at her brother. But he would have none of it.

"Imma."

"Oh fine! Someone's in a bad mood today!" She scowled, pushing herself off again and made her way across the room. "Goodbye boys!"

Slam!

Feliciano jumped at the sudden loud noise. Romano rolled his hazel eyes and Michele just hid his face in his hands. He motioned for them to sit in the two leather chairs in front of his desk. He made his way round so as that he could sit back in his own chair. Once he sat himself down, he closed his eyes and sighed.

"… Aren't you going to tell us anything?" Romano asked, irritated that he had pretty much been kidnapped, and now this guy, who was supposed to help them find their grandfather, wasn't even saying anything.

"Ve~ Romano, don't be so rude…"

"Shut it, Feli! It's your fault we're here."

A low chuckle stopped the boys from continuing their 'discussion'

"You really are like your parents, you know." Michele sat up straight before leaning on his hands, propping himself up. His eyes darted to his left, instantly perking up and they landed on a picture frame. He turned it round so that the brothers could see it.

"That's...mama and papa…" Feliciano whispered.

It was true. The picture seemed to be from a wedding. To be more specific, it was the wedding picture of Rosa and Claudio Vargas. Michele and Imma were standing at the side. Along with them were a number of people, whom neither brothers had ever seen before. All the wedding pictures that they've ever seen, they're parents were alone!

"It was a beautiful day. Everyone was so happy, and Claudio, well, he just couldn't believe that he had himself a wife as beautiful as Rosa." Michele thought out loud. Even Romano didn't interrupt him. He wanted to know more after all. "I had known Claudio for quite some time really. Even our parents, or our grandparents, I believe knew each other."

He turned the picture frame back so that it was facing him again.

"I assume why you want to know that I got Imma to basically kidnap you?"

"Yeah. What the fuck was that about?"

"Romano!"

"Romano? Nice name, kid. And what's yours? I can't just constantly call you kid all the time y'know, kid?" He directed his question at Feliciano.

"Feliciano Vargas! Or you can call me Feli! Ve~!"

"Right, well. I'm not going to waste any time. I'll just explain to it as quickly as I can. It's getting late, and I don't want you boys to be too tired!" He smiled at them kindly. Romano raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. This guy was beginning to bore him… like most other people. "As you can see, or Imma has explained, I am the boss of this...organization you could call it. We work for the Mafia, in a way. We do all the 'smaller' jobs that they can't do, or perhaps just don't have the time to; usually the latter. Both of your parents, had been trained, as you boys have been, unknowingly since you were young, to join our organization."

Michele locked eyes with each boy for a couple of seconds, to let them take in the information before continuing on.

"Rosa and Claudio; one of our best ever agents. The missions they did together were amazing. Always flawless and completed quickly as well! Not only were they our best people, but Claudio, was my best friend." He casted his honey eyes down, as he seemed to think over what he was going to say next. "As soon as we heard that… that they had been murdered, we were all devastated. But, I had remembered that Claudio had children, and that he had asked me to tell you all about his secret life he used to live. To teach you and raise you as if you were my own. I owe him that much. He saved my life once."

"Why didn't they tell us themselves then?" Romano's hands clenched into fists and he glared at the floor angrily. Why would his parents keep a secret like that from their own kids?

"Ve~… Romano, calm down… they probably had their own reasons." Feliciano reached out a hand to try and comfort his brother, but as soon as he came close, Romano flinched away. "What if they were trying to protect us?"

"Your brother's right." Michele cut in before Romano could respond. A confused look crossed his face as Michele took this as a cue to go on. "We have enemies, naturally. But they were dangerous. They change their name often, so we don't know what they're called. We here, want to help people. How do we do that if we're related with the Mafia? Well, we help the people who are in debt. But, if they cannot pay us back, then what can we do?" He made a slicing motion across his neck, accompanied with a sickening sound.

"B-but, why would Mama and Papa do that?" Feliciano questioned, eyes wide with innocence. "T-they wouldn't kill someone, would they?" Michele sighed.

"Sometimes, there are also people who try to kill others. Assassins. I guess that we were also, the assassins of the assassins. To protect one person, important to the mafia, we must protect them at all cost… do you understand? Doesn't matter, you'll get it eventually."

"Your parents… were just amazing. Perfect. Which is why, I'm hoping that you boys, will join us. You help us, with missions and such. And in return, we'll help you find your Grandfather. You can be a family…"

Romano hesitated, as did Feliciano. They were still confused about why their parents would want to join an organization like this. But, their parents had trusted this man… he had even gone to their wedding! And lastly, they could help find their grandfather!

A cough.

The boys both directed their attention back to Michele as soon as they heard his short cough.

"So, boys. Will you join us, and carry on your parents' legacy?"

Romano and Feliciano looked at each other, hazel and chocolate eyes locking as they tried to read the other's eyes. Romano, although angry that his parents had never told them anything, was always curious. Therefore, he wanted to find out more. Feliciano, on the other hand, wanted to find his grandfather. He wanted the feeling of a family again. Yes, Bella and Lars had been so kind to them, but they weren't their real blood family. At least, whatever choice they made, the two brothers would stay together.

"Well?" Michele asked, raising an eyebrow.

The two nodded simultaneously.

"Good. Your training starts immediately." He snapped his fingers once. Instantly, a young boy stepped out of the darkness from behind the desk, revealing his sandy blond hair. His honey eyes stared coldly at him, with no readable expression. He only looked a couple years older than Romano, and didn't look like one to be working for a criminal organization. Romano was shocked that he didn't even notice there was someone else in the room. "Vito, take give them a room to stay in. Their training will begin tomorrow, and they will most likely join your sessions. You will be in charge of getting them settled in. Understood de Luca?"

Vito nodded, staying silent and walking towards the door, the Italian twins following in suit.

As soon as the three boys were out of the room. Michele smirked, golden eyes glowing triumphantly.

"Welcome to Sangue del Teschio."

Thunk

Lars dropped the last of the Skull's Blood men onto the ground. After the two boys had left, reinforcements had come in. Nothing that he and his sister couldn't handle anyway. Bella had gone to wash her hands which were previously covered in blood. He scanned the room. Well, it looked like a damn mess now right?

Ring ring

Frowning, Lars dug his hand into his pocket, pulling out a small flip phone and instantly raising it to his ear.

"They're gone."

"I know."

"They've taken them. You were supposed to protect them, remember?"

Lars rubbed the bridge of his nose. Honestly, his boss could get so blunt sometimes. You would never really expect that from them.

"Don't worry. You and Bella should get back to us now. I'm sure that our agent there will take care of it; they'll be more experienced I guess. Good job so far, but we need you back here. Who knows what they're going to make those boys do next. Take care."

Aaanddd! Stop! :D

Translations, in order of appearance, I think...they're all Italian:

Non mi fido di lei - I don't trust her
Ma potrebbe aiutarci a trovare il Nonno! - But she could help us find Grandpa!
Così saremo di nuovo una famiglia!- Then we could be a family again!
O potrebbe mentirci! - Or she could be lying
Non sappiamo nemmeno se lei...se lei - Do we even know that she just..that she
She's a stranger, dammit! - She's a stranger damnit!
Ve! Ti prego, Romano! Nessuna sa niente sul nonno! - Ve!Please Romano, no one knows about Grandpa (For Tatty: Did I use the right one here?)
Conoscevano anche Mamma e Papà! - They knew mum and dad too!
Per favore, sono sicuro che andrà tutto bene! - Please, I know that this is going to work!
Sangue del Teschio - Skull's Blood

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