Woo! Finally the next chapter! Been working on so many other stories. So I have decided that every other chapter is going to Feli's! Because this is about them both walking in each other's shoes.

I hope you enjoy~

Feliciano had never hated a class in his life, he didn't always care for that many subjects or liked just sitting around listening to the teachers drone on. For the first time ever, he did now, he hated it, he hated the class. The teacher, the students, all of it.

Why did everyone turn on him so suddenly!? He thought they were his friends, he always got along with them all so easily and there was never even a small problem with any of them. All of this sudden change was all because of a stupid bet he just wanted to take, he had something to prove and now everything was ruined. It was bad enough that it was all his fault, but the guilt was worse cause he took his brother down with him.

Ever since a teacher called on him, when he didn't even raise his hand, Feliciano had instantly became the outcast. He didn't even cuss! He only did Lovino's voice with short and a little snappy answers. Feliciano almost got sent to the office! He wasn't even being rude! Lovino would hold his tongue when it came to teachers, Feli knew, unless there was some sort of understanding between them. Which the younger Italian still didn't understand, but when he spoke he made sure not to be disrespectful, but it might have just come off that way anyway.

The worse was the students, it was as if they all hated him now. They gave him dirty looks and when they heard what came out of Feliciano's mouth, well, let's just say they didn't care for it. He found himself shunned and ignored for the rest of the time they had to spend together and Feliciano had never loved the bell for lunch more.

He was the first one out the door and flew out at a speed of a true Italian, running as if there were a demon at his heels.

Don't cry...don't cry...oh please don't cry. He begged himself in his head over and over again, but the familiar sting was bothering his eyes and he didn't know if he could hold back. Feliciano blinked rapidly to banish them, but it affected his vision. He wasn't able to see the human wall that he ran straight into.

"OMMF!" Both fell to the ground, landing on their butts with sharp pain accompanying it.

"Ah...Jeez that hurt...Feli?" A light German accent asked.

"AH! Ludwig! I didn't see where I was going and!" Feliciano automatically went in apology, but he wasn't supposed to be himself! "I mean...i-idiota, watch where you're going!" He snapped, but with watery eyes and a pang in his heart, it wasn't very convincing.

Ludwig's expression of surprise darkened, he had noticed the sudden change in friend's behavoir, he was glad for just a moment there when Feliciano was finally his normal self. "Feliciano, I want to talk to you about this-"

"NO! I have to go!" Feliciano scrambled up to his feet, grabbed his dislodged backpack and ran off at top speeds to avoid any questions or lies he'd have to tell.

When he finally came to a stop it was under some dark bleachers, that were surprisingly void of teenagers. Feliciano was glad for that, he didn't want to be around anyone right now. How could his brother stand all this? Or was it different because he was always like that? Lovino was always in such a foul mood...was this why? Because students shunned him, teachers seemed to just hate him?

"B-Big brother...I'm n-not cut out to be you..." He sniffled, sliding down one of the pillars, the tears he kept back finally slipped out, spilling down his cheeks. He pulled his back pack into his chest, wondering how he was going to last the rest of the week. It seemed impossible, he could hardly stand any more of this.

Feliciano never really thought he cared about what people thought of him, maybe because he usually got a positive response from people, but now he felt like him might. How was he supposed to feel when people he thought he could call his friends suddenly acted like he was the plague? Just cause he was acting different, what if he was just in a bad mood? It could happen, he was human not a incarnation of sunshine and happiness! He had bad days some times too.

He hiccuped through his tears, wiping them away with his sleeves. Feliciano knew it was only going to get worse, his next two classes were with Ludwig and Kiku, what if they hated him too? It was one thing for his random handfuls of class friends giving him the cold shoulder, but they were his best friends in the whole world.

"T-They'll never t-talk to me again..." He choked on a sob, wanting nothing more than to go home and not come back. But he knew Francis wouldn't let him weasel out like that, he had to keep going, keep up the act. Whatever the French teen had on his brother seemed to scared Lovino so bad that Feliciano would just have to deal with it. Lovino did so much for him over the years and this his chance to actually pay him back...only it was still a mess he made that his big brother was cleaning up with him.

Feliciano leaned his head back against the pillar he was against, eyes shutting out the world. Maybe this was his punishment for not being a better little brother? He had always tried his best to make Lovino happy, cheer him up in some way, but the elder always seemed to get more mad at each attempt. What was he supposed to do? It's only gotten worse since they hit puberty, hormones and rage didn't seem to mix well in his brother.

With a heavy sigh, Feliciano wiped his face clean of tears and looked around to make sure he hadn't attracted any attention. He was glad to still be alone and that his friends hadn't found him, after this morning he was sure they weren't even looking for him. He almost didn't want to eat, in no mood for it, but as always that didn't stop his stomach from growling. He took out his lunch and picked at it for a while before forcing himself to eat just to get his stomach to be silent.

Was this week over yet?

The blaring sound of the school bell told him that the day wasn't even over yet and he had to face the music. He wished it was his music class, his best friends weren't in it and he didn't have to talk in that class. Even art class would have been nice! History was alright and some times very interesting, but it wasn't something he wanted to deal with right now.

Eventually, he dragged himself to class and some how got there before most of the other students. The few that were there he already had classes with and when he sat down he heard them whispering about him. He wondered if Lovino ever slammed his head into his desk repetitively? He would have to ask so he could do that more this week, he kept having that urge.

"Where were you at lunch, Feliciano?" Ludwig set down his back pack with a sharp thud, startling the Italian, especially since he was getting a rather fierce glare sent his way as well.

"W-What's it to you?" He couldn't help the stutter, he was scared and it wasn't like Francis would know he messed up a little now and than...right?

"Kiku and I were looking for you, where did you go?" The fore mentioned Asian sat down in front of them both at his regular seat, letting them have their own conversation.

"None of your business." He said flatly, he couldn't muster up any more spite. Feliciano decided to just ignore him, try to, and stare out the window as if something amazing was going on outside and it was more worth his time.

"I'm am growing very tired of this new act you are pulling, Feli, please drop it already." Feliciano could tell Ludwig was really trying to keep his temper under control.

"I don't know what the hell you're talking about, just leave me alone already." He huffed, rolling his eyes and pulling out a book to show he was done listening.

Ludwig pushed the book close the second it was opened, he didn't understand this sudden change in his friend, but he was going to get to the bottom of it. This was not like him at all and it was both annoying and worrying him, which annoyed him. Feliciano wouldn't just become so spiteful and rude for no reason, somethings must have happened.

"Just tell me why you are so upset today." Not a question, not request, purely an order.

"I already told you! It's none of your damn business!" Feliciano snapped, starting to get the attention of the rest of the class, luckily the teacher was always so late.

"Yes it is! I demand to know why you are being so horrible to everyone!"

"FUCK YOU LUDWIG!" Feliciano snapped, getting to his feet. "I told you to leave me alone! How fucking hard is that?!" His frustration was not with his friend, but he couldn't help letting it all get to him.

"I'm not just going to let this slide! This isn't like you!" The German rose with him, Kiku starting to get nervous about his friends looking close to a fight. "Why won't you just tell me? This isn't funny, it's annoying!"

"Annoying...huh?" Feliciano narrowed his eyes in a glare. "Well that's nothing new isn't it? I always fucking annoy you, you should be used to that by now, bastard!" He accidentally let one of his insecurities slip, this was fueling a fire he didn't know had embers. "If I annoy you so damn much stop fucking bothering me!" He didn't wait for any kind of response, he didn't see the shock look on the blond's face, he didn't pick up his things as he stormed out of the class room with a rage that was all his own.

Fuck this week.

Emotional, yes? Yes, I thought so to. Ignore the awkward way I write Ludwig! I never had before!

I just want to say THANK YOU to everyone still with me on this story~ All the lovely reviews, even if a lot of them about me miss spelling Italian words XD. Please keep reviewing, it really motivates me to work on it!