This fic is getting a lot of good feedback for some reason. So I guess I'll continue it even though I'm past the deadline I promised myself. I don't own Hetalia nor any of its characters.
Oh, the title translates to something along the lines of "Beneath the Moon"
Antonio awoke on the couch hours later.
He had a fierce headache and his body felt like he just ran a marathon.
His head was flooded with blurred memories of a horrified Lovino and a strange new body. His eyes widened as he looked down at himself. Everything looked perfectly normal. He let out a heavy sigh of relief.
"Are you okay, Antonio?"
He turned around to see Lovino looking down at him with concern.
Antonio grabbed the smaller man and pulled him into a hug. He started chattering into his ear.
"I had a terrible dream last night! I-I was like that wolf that attacked me and everything hurt and I kept losing control of my body..." He took a deep breathe. "The worst part was... you kept running away. You were s-scared of me. You didn't recognize me for most of the dream, Lovi."
Lovino gave him an almost exasperated look. "Uh, Antonio?"
"Si?"
"That wasn't a dream."
Antonio's face fell. "What...?"
Lovino sighed. "It wasn't a dream. Everything that happened last night actually happened."
Everything last night.
The haze. The tears. Being unrecognized. The pain.
Antonio grabbed the Italian's hands. "Lovi... I... The first thing I remember is you crying under me..." Lovino looked almost ashamed. "You looked scared. You ran away. Tell me..." Saddened emerald met amber eyes. "I... I didn't hurt you, did I?"
Lovino looked away.
"...Did I?"
"...No. You almost did though."
Antonio squeezed Lovino's hands tighter. "A-Almost?" he gasped.
"Yeah." Lovino held up his finger and thumb about two inches apart. "This close to tearing my face off..."
Antonio let his hands reach up and cover his face. "I...? I almost did that? I-I'm so sorry!"
Lovino pulled Antonio's hands away. "Calm down, bastard! It's over now! You're back to normal!"
"D-Do you even what caused me to change like that in the first place?" he asked with a shaky voice.
Lovino's brow furrowed. "No..."
"Then who's to say it won't happen again? What if you catch whatever this is? What if-"
There was a knock on the door.
They both looked at the door, then at each other. Lovino stood up to answer the door, leaving a stunned Antonio on the couch.
Lovino opened the door to reveal their American neighbor, Alfred Jones.
"Yeah? What is it, Alfred?" Lovino asked.
"Hey, Lovino! Uh..." Alfred rubbed the back of his neck. "Were you and Antonio doing anything... weird last night?"
Antonio and Lovino stiffened. "N-No," Lovino answered. "Why do you ask?"
"Artie kept complaining about hearing a bunch of weird noises last night. I heard them too; sorta sounded like a dog." He failed to notice Antonio's face pale behind Lovino. "So, what happened, dude?"
"Uhhh..." Lovino made something up on the spot. "We were watching a horror movie last night." He let out a loud angry groan. "Antonio accidentally made the volume way too fucking loud and I was screaming at him to find the remote."
Alfred raised an eyebrow. "O...kay... What movie was it? It sounded good. Scary, and good."
Lovino let out a stream of swears in his head while Antonio blurted out "The Wolfman!"
Alfred smiled. "Really? I heard that movie was awesome! I'll watch it tonight with Artie then!"
Lovino smirked. "Why? So you don't end up screaming like a girl like you do for every scary movie?"
Alfred gave him a halfhearted glare. "No! Anyways, see you later, guys!"
After he left, Lovino sat beside Antonio on the couch again. "Why did you say The Wolfman? What if he asked a question about it?"
"Because I think I figured out what happened to me!" Antonio said with a renewed energy. "I think I'm a... a werewolf!"
Lovino gave him a blank stare. "...This isn't some cheesy horror movie, bastard."
"I know that, Lovi!" Antonio said with a frown. "It's just... I remember looking at the moon last night before..." His voice trailed off, not wanting to say what exactly happened. "A-And besides... don't people turn into werewolves because of a bite?"
Lovino's eyes widened in realization. Antonio was bitten by a werewolf the month before...
...while he was protecting him.
This was his fault...
"Well, yes. They do." Lovino sighed. "We can relax for a bit. It won't happen again for another month. You're safe for now."
"Lovi, don't you mean you're safe since you're the one who's most likely to get hurt?"
"Shut up, bastard!"
Unfortunately, they both forgot a very important detail.
Full moons last for more than just one night.
Finally! I get the time to write this!
Anyways, review, please!
