Feliciano P.O.V.

I had no clue as to how I had gotten myself into this situation.

It was true, I often missed up. I always made mistakes. Other people always had to bail me out of situations. But this time was different, this time I was certain that the problem at hand was not caused by me.

And yet…

"Who the fuck is this and what the fuck is wrong with him?!"

…Lovino… wasn't happy with me.

After the meeting had drawn to an abrupt close (apparently parallel America and parallel Canada had gotten into a massive brawl), Luciano had approached me and informed me of his most recent decision.

That he was going to be living with me.

Not that I would complain in any other circumstance. Luciano seemed nice enough- we had shared a few words, shared a few interesting stories and cracked a little Italian humour. In fact, from the way he acted and behaved around me, it was quite obvious that those little dark remarks he had made in front of the others had all been little fibs. He really was quite a likeable person.

"Fratello! You have two fucking seconds to tell me what the fuck this thing is before I blow your head off!" Lovino yelled, banging on my front door for probably the millionth time since he had bolted up my driveway.

"Let me guess… the Romano of this world?" Luciano asked, lightly tugging on the edges of his gloves before trailing behind me. We had only just walked in through the front door before Lovino had shown up, meaning I hadn't gotten the chance to let him settle in yet.

"Ve, yeah…" I answered a little timidly, giving him a tired smile as I walked over to the front door. Barely a second after I had unlocked it, it slammed open and I was tackled to the ground by my brother, his face a mask of fury that was directed right at me.

"You little crotch face! You left me all alone to deal with that thing!" he yelled, pointing over his shoulder at the empty doorway. Despite my inability to get in a proper lung full of air, I managed to frown, unsure as to what he was referring to.

"W-What thing, Fratello?"

"Ciao, ciao!" a voice giggled from outside and I felt my eyes widen as Lovino went rigid. As quickly as he could, my older brother leapt off of me and hid in the broom cupboard before whoever was outside could catch him.

"Your fratello?" I asked, turning to look at Luciano who was scowling from the lounge room doorway.

"My fratello," he confirmed with an audible sigh. "Brace yourself."

"Brace-?"

My question was immediately cut off when a rather thin man strutted in through my front door and came to stand over my sprawled form. I had to squint to really take him in, the side of my face twitching to avoid breaking into a grin.

Luciano's brother, the Romano of that world, was clothed in a spotless white suit with a purple dress shirt underneath and a violet scarf. His bleached blonde hair was perfectly combed and styled and his curl practically sparkled with the amount of hair gel he had combed over it. He pulled his sleek, purple sunglasses from his face and smiled widely at me, his violet eyes shining brightly at me.

"Buongiorno, my brother!" he laughed, acknowledging Luciano with a quick glance before reaching out a manicured hand to me. "And a good morning to you too, my other brother!"

"Uh… B-Buongiorno," I replied, taking his surprisingly strong hand into my own. He pulled me to my feet, catching me off guard, and pulled me into a hug, kissing both of my cheeks a second after.

"Mi chiamo Flavio Vargas," he introduced, his nimble fingers quickly dusting down my long-since-ruffled clothing. "I assume you are Feliciano? My duplicate's brother?"

"Si," I said, unconsciously tossing a glance in the direction of the broom cupboard. Flavio sent me a look of understanding before creeping past me, knocking gently on the wooden door.

"Lovino~" he giggled, leaning against it. "Please come out! I'm not a very patient boy and I might just have to drag you out!"

"Flavio," Luciano called, a frown causing his brows to crinkle. "Behave. We are only to play nicely here."

"You never let me have any fun, Luci!" Flavio pouted, pursing his lips before grumpily yanking the cupboard door open. Lovino, completely taken aback by the strength of his duplicate, remained frozen as he was pulled into a tight, unforgiving hug. "Don't leave me like that, Lovi! This is a new world and I was so scared!"

"Fratello, please don't leave Flavio alone," I quietly admonished, my heart breaking at hearing the fear in the blonde's voice.

"Don't you get involved, crotch face!" Lovino roared, struggling to try and escape his confines. "Just get him off of me! He's as bad as you!"

"Oh, Lovi, you are so cute!" Flavio giggled, releasing him and ducking out of the way of any retaliation my brother might have tried to inflict. "This is gonna be a fun holiday! Oh! I can give you a make-over!"

"Get the fuck away from me!" Lovino screamed before tearing out of my house at full speed. Luciano and Flavio seemed to be taken aback by his ability to retreat so quickly but I just laughed in embarrassment, scratching the back of my head awkwardly.

"…I always was more of a chaser than a runner!" Flavio laughed after what seemed like an eternity, clapping his hands in absolute joy before skipping outside. "I'll catch you later, fratello! Bye, Feliciano!"

And, just as quickly as they had come, they were both gone.

I continued to stare out the empty doorway for a very long time before a tiny chuckle drew my eyes back over to my guest. Luciano's violet eyes were bright in amusement and his lips were lightly curled up into a smile.

"I was wondering when he was gonna come introduce himself," he stated in explanation, moving past me to close and re-lock the front door. "He left far sooner than I thought though. He must be very fond of your Lovino."

"He is… quite different from my fratello," I mused, smiling to let him know I didn't mean any insult from my comment.

"I could say the same for you and Lovino," he replied, laying a hand on the small of my back to guide me further into my own home. "A man with my brother's face not being cheerful? Never thought I would see the day."

I had to laugh at that simply because the reverse was true. "Everything is weird," I giggled, skipping past him and out of his grip. "Let me give you the grand tour of my home! I presume you don't live in an alternative version of here?"

"I… used to," he replied vaguely, grinning as he said the words. For some reason, a chill ran down my spine but I shook it off.

"Well, anyway, this is my lounge room!" I said, unconsciously grabbing onto his hand as I took him through the interior of my house. "And this is the kitchen… I like to make pasta in here!"

"I cannot cook very well," Luciano commented as we walked.

"Well, I will have to make you a very delicious meal!" I replied, grinning down at him as we traversed the staircase. "And this-" I said, pushing open my bedroom door. "Is my room! I don't sleep in here much 'cause I'm usually at Ludwig's house!"

"Ludwig?" he repeated, his brows drawing together before his face cleared in understanding. "Your Germany. Right, I got it. How peculiar, it is usually my Germany who spends the night with me in my world."

"Really?" I asked in surprise, flopping onto my bed. "Wow, I can't imagine that! Ludwig usually kicks my butt and threatens me heaps when I walk in uninvited!"

"I do that to Lutz," Luciano chuckled, regally sitting down beside me. "He is very dependent upon me- it's also the same with Kuro. I'm expecting their company very soon as they have never been able to go too long without me."

"Wow! You are so cool!" I exclaimed, excitement slashing through me at the idea of people depending on me. "I can't believe it! You must be so cool and so strong to have them depend on you like that!"

"Surely you are strong as well," he replied, patting my head with one of his gloved hands. "After all, why does our country look so luscious and prosperous?"

"Because our world is very peaceful!"

That seemed to startle my doppelganger. Almost instantly, Luciano went very still and his hand on my head tensed, his fingers lightly digging into my skull. His gaze, which had been light before, intensified and his eyes narrowed at me.

"Did you say… peaceful?" he asked warily, his thumb lightly twirling around a lock of my hair. "By 'peace' do you mean that you force the other nations to do as you say or… are you being forced by another nation to do their bidding?"

"Forced?" I repeated dumbly, staring up at him in confusion. "There isn't any forcing. We just don't want any more war. We are all equals. Not to mention, everyone else is my friend!"

Crash!

It all happened in under a second. At one point, I had been sitting on my bed beside Luciano, and the next, I was on the floor, the other Italian straddling my hips and his arm threateningly pressed against my throat. My eyes were practically bugging out of my head, staring up at the violet-eyed man whose face was twisted in disbelieving rage.

"What do you mean 'equals'?!" he yelled, digging his elbow into my throat and cutting off my airways. "You are not equal with anyone! The world is mine and I did not go through all of those battles just to hear that everyone in this world is equal!"

"L-Luciano-!"

"What happened to the Axis?!" he roared, his face twisting and his eyes glowing harshly in the low light. "The Axis nations were never supposed to fall to those weak little Allies!"

"W-We got driven back and invaded!" I choked out shrilly, feeling my panic increasing with every second that passed. "M-My brother and I- we didn't have a choice! My boss surrendered without my permission a-and we joined the Allies!"

"You… joined… what?!"

"They hurt Ludwig!" I cried, my next breath coming out as a choked sob. My eyes burned at the anger that my own reflective face was directing at me. It was so scary that, mixed with the memories that I had to dredge up to explain the situation, tears began to pool down my face and my breathing became extremely uneven. "And they… they bombed Kiku! They hurt them… they hurt them so badly… I couldn't… Oh God!"

"You…" Luciano whispered under his breath, his violet eyes wide as he stared down at me. His mouth hung open slightly, his tan skin looking pale against the low light as he removed his elbow from my neck. Almost instantly, I sucked in a long, shaky lungful of air, my body re-tensing when I felt a hand touch my cheek. "You… are crying…"

"I-I'm sorry…!" I squeaked, feeling my face scrunch up as I cried even harder.

"No… how can you…?" he asked, his face taking on a fascinated yet freaked-out expression. He ran his thumb down one of my tear-streaked cheeks, collected a bit of the liquid so that he could examine it. "How can you cry so easily? And how can it be for someone else?"

"How can I…?" I sniffled in confusion, trying not to recoil at his proximity.

"We are so different…" he murmured, rubbing the water between two of his fingers before reaching down to cup my cheeks. "Oh, Feliciano… I'm sorry for scaring you like that… It's going to take some… time… before I can become accustomed to how different our two worlds are."

"It's… it's okay…" I sniffled back, feeling my cheeks warm up under his touch. The intensity of his stare was now starting to get to me, making me even more conscious of the fact that he was still straddling my waist. "It's the same for me…"

Luciano smiled down at me but, just as he opened his mouth to say something, there was a loud banging at the door.

"Oi! Luciano! I know you're in there! Get your ass out here!"

"Oh for goodness' sake…" Luciano growled, his face drawing into a frown as he turned to glance at the front door. "Feliciano, you may need to brace yourself once more."

"What-"

Bang!

Before I could offer one ounce of protest, my front door was ripped from its hinges and pulled clear of the doorway, revealing four faces which were all extremely familiar.

Even if two of them were parallels.

"Luciano, you ass!" the parallel Japan yelled haughtily, stepping into my house with his silent double. "You left me and that fuck-face, Lutz, with these two wankers! And, for another thing-" He cut off after his eyes caught onto the two of us, his body freezing as he really took into account just what kind of position we were in. "Oh… we walked in on something."

"F-Feli…?" Ludwig asked, stepping into the room with a man who looked almost completely identical. "…What's going on?"

I glanced back at Luciano, my face burning with the knowledge of what we must have looked like in this moment. My reflection merely smirked back at me, his glittering, violet orbs practically laughing back at me.

Uh…

"I can explain," was all I could say in that moment.

Daybreak: Sorry for the wait guys! Hope you all enjoyed it If there is anything specifically that you guys may wanna see in this story (pairings, events, emotions) just send me a private message and I will see what I can do about putting it in. I will warn you now though- I'm probz gonna have canadacest, possible Italyx2p!italy/italyxgermany and spamano 1p and 2p

Anyway, here are the names:

1p's:

Italy- Feliciano

Germany- Ludwig

Japan- Kiku

Romano- Lovino

2p's:

Italy- Luciano

Germany- Lutz

Japan- Kuro

Romano- Flavio