A/N Yeah... so, I wrote this one yesterday and dont really remember what it says. I had the stomach flu these last two days and so I was just writing. AHAHAHAH. OH! you guys want to help me? My friend wants to see this video entered into schools. Plese. Go look up the video, To This Day. It makes me cry everysingle time I listen to it. I am currently sobbing because I am listening to it. Sorry. Anyways. Heres the story!

The next morning, I woke up and I had a killer head ache. I was still wrapped up in Gilberts arms and i didnt plan on moving anytime soon. I felt Gilbert move underneath me as i shifted slightly in his arms. He wrapped his arms tighter around me and I smiled. No one had ever been this caring for me. I heard Lovino come down the stairs. I listened closely to his footsteps. Uh oh. He was stomping. That meant he was angry about something. He walked into the living room and saw that i was awake. "Fanfuckingtastic. You're awake. Now can you tell me what the /hell/ is going on here?!"

I winced for Lovino was yelling. I shifted again to look at Lovino more comfortably. "We fell asleep. Can you not be so loud?" I whispered. He threw his hands up in the air and said, "Maybe next time, you wont drink wine! You're sixteen, Feliciano! You cant just be drinking alcohol!" I sat up on Gilberts lap and he woke up at Lovino's shouting. He groaned and put his hands to his temples. "Whats the matter, Feliciano? Why is Lovino yelling?" I stood up and hugged Lovino. He was shocked and hugged me back. I whispered to him, "Im sorry Lovino. He just made me happy." Lovino smiled and let go of me. He frowned at the two empty wine bottles lying on the floor. "Thats still no excuse to drink, Feliciano. I know at the age of 16 in Italy it is legal, but not in America. You can really get into a lot of trouble." I nodded my head and grabbed onto my head. I sat back down on Gilberts lap and smiled as Lovino went back upstairs. Gilbert laughed quietly and said, "I made you happy? Cause you seemed to do a lot of crying last night." I sighed and said, "Shut up Gilbert." I pulled him into a kiss to accent my point. He wrapped his arms around me, pulled away and said, "Thank you for telling me your story. I want you to know, Feliciano that if anyone ever tries to touch you again, I will kill them personally. Just remember you can always come to me for anything." Gilbert and i stood up and he gave me his phone number so that we could stay in contact over the weekend. The rest of the weekend went by quickly and I finished all of my homework. On Sunday night, Lovino started to make dinner and he turned around and yelled into the living room, where I was painting a picture, "Are you going to eat dinner tonight, Feliciano?" I hesitated. Gilbert said that no one could touch me again. And I was feeling a little hungry... "Yes, Grazie!" Twenty minutes later, Lovino and I sat down at the kitchen table and he beamed as I started to eat my food. I didnt eat all of it, but he didnt care. He did the dishes and gave me a big hug before I went to bed. "I'm glad that you finally found someone that makes you happy," he said to me, before crawling into his own bed. I fell asleep the moment my head hit the pillow and didnt have a single nightmare.

The next day, Lovino and I arrived at school and i bolted to my locker, excited to see Gilbert. He ran up to his locker and we met in a hug. After I pulled away I heard the tell-tale sign of Francis. "Ohonhonhonhon... Look at the two love birds. Ahhhh... How the beauty touches me." Gilbert playfully punched Francis in the arm and turned back to me. "How have you been, Feliciano? Have you been eating dinner?" Gilbert was hopeful. We had been texting all weekend long and he always seemed that he cared deeply for me. I brightened and nodded. "Lovino made me supper last night! And I ate it!" Gilbert picked me up and hugged me tightly against his chest. "Good for you, Feliciano!" He laughed. He put me back down and we heard the minute bell ring. We ran off our sperate ways and I met Ludwig outside of the AP Euro room. The day passed slowly until my fourth hour class, German. Gilbert and I sat in the back, him teaching me German and I teaching him Italian. After German I had Biology with Ludwig, and then lunch. Gilbert met me at my locker and he said I looked tired. I shrugged and said, "I dont feel tired!" Gilbert laughed and picked me up. He set me on his shoulders. "Hey! What are you doing?!" I complained. He laughed and started walking towards the cafeteria. He got me some lunch and didnt take me off of his shoulders until we got to the table. He put our trays on the table and took me off of his shoulders. He sat down next to me and we started eating until Francis and Antonio came up. They joined us at the table and we all talked about our weekends, Gilbert and I omitting the part about my past. Antonio laughed when we told them that Lovino yelled at us for getting drunk. We asked him about it and he said, "He wasn't so innocent himself that night..." We all laughed and finished up the school day. Gilbert kissed me on the cheek and said he wouldnt be able to come over until later because he had joined the football team with Ludwig and they had practice tonight. I went home with Lovino and started doing my homework at the kitchen counter, munching on an apple. I heard a knock at the door and went to go get the door. When I opened the door, I was greeted by the sight of Gilbert standing there with a bouquet of roses. He handed them to me and said, "Feliciano, would you like to go to the school dance with me?"

I stood frozen in my spot. I was joyus that he had asked me, but was also terrifed. I knew that he had no connection to /them/ but this was all to sudden. This was just like the first time. They got close, took me to the dance and then... and then... I tried to speak but nothing came out of my mouth. I panicked and didnt know what to do. I dropped the flowers and ran upstairs to my bedroom, pushing past Lovino on my way. I heard Gilbert come running after me, but there was no way I could get my body to stop. I heard Lovino stop Gilbert outside of the bedroom door. "What the hell did you do to him, bastard?!" Lovino yelled at Gilbert. I continued to cry and buried my head in the pillows. I didnt want Lovino to call Gilbert that, but I was too scared to make him stop. I also heard Gilbert calmly reply, "I didnt do anything bad. I asked him to the dance." I cried harder. He understood why I was sobbing and wasnt mad. Lovino on the other hand, had no idea why I was so upset and yelled back, "You are such a liar! Get out of our house! I never want to see you step foot in here again!" This is where I decided to intervene. I stood up and pulled open the door to the bedroom. I slowly walked outside and Gilberts eyes brightened slightly. I poked Lovino in the shoulder blade and when he turned around, I hugged him. He stiffened before relaxing and hugging back. I pulled away from the hug and said, "He wasnt lying to you fratello. I just overreacted and ran away." I turned and faced Gilbert with a sad smile on my face. "I would love to Gilbert, but I cant." Gilbert nodded and concern flashed through his eyes. Lovino walked away, giving us some privacy. I pulled Gilbert into my room and sat down in my desk chair as he sat on my bed. He turned to me. "Is there something you would like to explain to me, Feliciano?" I stared down at the papers on my desk and picked up my blue marker. I took a new page of paper and drew one long slash across the paper. I picked up the red marker and drew another line parallel to the first. I picked up the purple coloured pencil and shaded the area between the two lines a light purple colour. Gilbert had stood up and watched in fascination. He watched as I picked up my orange highlighter and coloured around the lines in orange, than picked up my sharpie and drew black x's through the orange. I picked up the paper and handed it to Gilbert. He looked at me confused and so I explained to him. "All those colours represent something important. Blue. Sadness for what happened. Red. Anger for not being able to stop it. Purple. For fear it may happen again. Orange. Lonleness in the world because no one listens to me long enough to hear my story. Black. You, because you stopped and listened to my story. You listen to me all the time. You take away my lonleness. You take away the sadness and the anger. You let me be happy again." He smiled and took the picture from me. He ran his fingers along the black sharpie that marred the other colours He frowned when he noticed there were none over the purple. "Is there anything I can do to take away your fear?" I shook my head. "Im sorry. The fear will be a constant reminder to me that I need to be able to protect myself and not rely on others." Gilbert frowned and pulled me into a hug. I tensed at first, then had to tell myself he wasnt going to hurt me. I gently hugged him back and even went as far to kiss him on the cheek. He picked me up and sat me on his lap on the bed. I panicked and tried to free myself, but he shushed me and rubbed my back with a calming hand. I sighed contentedly and leaned into his strong chest. He kissed the top of my head and whispered, "Can you tell me why you said no to the dance?" I tensed and shuddered. I shook my head and said, "No. No. No. I- I cant. It hurts too much. Im sorry Gilbert..." He shook his head and continued to rub my back. "Don't apologize, Feliciano. There is nothing wrong that you have done. I understand." We layed down and he hugged me close, whispering stories that would make me laugh into my ear.

We layed like that for an hour and a half before Lovino came in and knocked on the door. "Are you two going to eat dinner or just lay here all night?" He was obviously still angry about before. Gilbert and I stood up and we followed Lovino down the stairs. He had made us Italian pizza with some German wurst on it. Gilberts eyes brightened and he exclaimed, "Pizza mit Wurst?!" Lovino and I laughed as he tried to get his mindset back to English. When he did, he said, "Im sorry. I havent had pizza with wurst on it since Luddy and I moved from Germany." We started eating dinner and Gilbert loved it so much, that he ate half the pizza. Lovino and I laughed again. When Lovino started to do the dishes, I shooed him upstairs and started to do dishes. I started humming a tune I had learned recently. Gilbert helped me do the dishes by drying them and putting them away to the best of his ability. When we had finished, we walked back upstairs to my room and I sat back down in my desk chair and Gilbert layed on my bed. I started to draw a picture again. I drew a beautiful sunset with two people siting underneath it, hand in hand, watching. I used all of my favorite markers, coloured pencils and pastels to draw it. When I finished I turned around with a huge grin on my face. Gilbert opened his eyes and looked at me, when he noticed the grin, he said, "Why are you smiling?" I got up and layed down next to him on the bed. "You make me happy, Gilbert. I changed my mind. I do want to go to the dance with you." Gilbert perked up and pulled me close. He nuzzled his face into my hair and said, "Im so glad. I will pick you up at five on Saturday okay?" I nodded and pressed my face into Gilberts shoulder. I held him close until I fell asleep.