A/N: I know, I know. I'm late, I'm sorry. I need to tell you, this chapter had been rewritten so many times. The moments idea struck me, I write this immediately.

Cheng is the name I found on internet for Macau.

Wang Jialong is the official Chinese name for Hong Kong along with Li Xiao Chun while Leon is the English name for Hong Kong. I pick the name Jialong because I love the idea of Hong Kong sharing the surname 'Wang'. It makes them quite a big family.

-xxXxx-

I swear, I'm telling myself

Everything will pass

Everything was good

For me right now

The reason a corner of my heart aches

Is it because of this greed that makes me lonely?

(I swear, SALTNPAPER)

-xxXxx-

Lars was on his way back to the Panda's Dormitory after a long day at his part-time work. He wasn't too eager to be back to his dorm frankly speaking. At least, for tonight he wish to be somewhere else. Somewhere he didn't have to see or deal with all of Panda's resident. Especially on soccer match night where both gender sit in one room…cheering on teams they bet on, throwing popcorn all around the room, sloppy make-out which was supposed to be secret… this night going to be loud as hell.

Panda's dormitory was divided to two separated building, the male's dorm and the female's dorm; the female dorm was across the road from male dorm. For safety reason, Yao didn't trust the male and female occupant to live under one roof (Lars believe that somehow Francis might be the sole reason Yao have trust issues in this isolation). The reason was the main factor Lars choose to be a part of Panda's dormitory residents. His sister was the residents in the female panda's dorm, live in a dorm which only consist female residents (away from any perverted male residents) and still close to him.

Tonight, most of the Panda's residents are going to watch a football match together in the male's dorm. His sister was going to join them with some of the female residents. As a male himself he know so well how cunning can a man be, he didn't want his sister to be one of the victim of any pervert predators. However, he can't stop her sister from enjoying the match. So, whether he like it or not, he has to be there.

When the Dutchman entered the dorm, it was chaos. He can heard someone comforting Ludwig the unfortunate young man who have a certain albino Prussian as his brother, a French frog with a pack of ice on his eyes, an Englishman who have an evil content smirk plastered on his lips, an American who loud as hell(but he always loud, so that's normal) and a group of female residents asking question with no one really give them a real answered.

"Lars, you're late!" Matthias declared with his usual enthusiastic voice.

He considered to slowly turn back and ran away, but then he saw his sister, Emma waving at him. He continued his step to his sister and his brother Theo.

"what happened?" he point his thumb towards the usual obnoxious crowd.

"That is what I've been asking all around either, but no one give us any answered." Emma shrugged her shoulders lightly.

He turn to Theo and got the same replied, as he too, just arrived at the crime scene.

"Roderich, what happened in here?" Elizaveta a Hungary women asked her boyfriend at the dinner table.

"A disapproval by a stepbrother. That's what happened" the Austrian sigh when he observed the over-reacted crowds.

The female residents gave a perplexed look to each other.

"whose stepbrothers, Gēgē?" a Taiwanese girl enquired her brother.

"Mei, I don't think I want you to get involved with these westerners. I had enough with Kiku and Jialong hanging out with these loud people." Yao replied.

"you forgot Cheng~!" a Portuguese man shout, and smirk when Yao glared at him.

"it's the Vargas." Jialong, or he prefer everyone else call him by the name Leon, chimed in over his Emil's shoulder. Leon sat on the right side his boyfriend and lean on Emil shoulder while waiting for the match.

Leon's simple replied strangely picked up Lars, Emma and Theo interest. The three siblings look at each other before turning their heads to Feliciano and Marcello.

"you have another brother?" Emma hesitated to know the answer but ask away.

She think she already know who it was, but she need to hear it from Feliciano himself. She want to know, whether it was really him. Lars and Theo anticipated the answer with their heartbeat keep accelerated as the seconds pass by.

Feliciano give her a quick nod, "his name is-"

The sounds of front door banging caught everyone attention. They turned their head and watch as the hot topic Italian walked in with a frown craved on his face with a grinning Spaniard tailing him, his right hand holding the shorter man's elbow.

"Aww Lovi, you don't really mean that."

"Let me go, bastardo!" the Italian try to pry his hands away from the taller man.

"Aww, Toni. No fair, you manage to captured the cute little Italian" Francis whine while Gilbert snickered at the sight of his Spanish friend attempt to snog the newcomer.

"ve~ Fratello, welcome back! Did you found the vending machine?" Feliciano ponder.

Lovino turned to his brother avoiding the Spaniard playful gaze.

"Feli, Marcello, I'm going back. I had enough for tonight." Frankly, he didn't want to leave his brother with these guys, especially with that potato bastard. But he knew Marcello would take care of that if any problem ensue.

He did not belong here.This is not home.They are not his friends.His brothers belong to this crowd.They are fine without him.It was him who didn't fit in the circle.

The crowd make him unease, he could feel their judging eyes on him. The noise assault his conscience, forcing him to bare his weakness on his sleeve. Lovino realized that it probably was a paranoia thought that consumed his sanity however, he knew this is something that he can't exposed to others. They would say things to him, judging him and maybe even hurt him physically and emotionally ;the sole reason why he avoid people.

On the other side of the room, Emma was gaping at the sight of Lovino. She hold her breath as he talk to other residents, completely oblivious to her longing stare. Theo was no better, he balled up his fist as his eyes goes wide. He bit his lips and slowly retreating without any sound to his room at the back. Lars saw how his brother and sister react to the new Italian boy in town. He himself was not quite surprised with the boy appearance, he did suspect; Feliciano must had some kind of blood relation with Lovino. The similarities between the two boys is too obvious, although he have to admit that he was taken back by Lovino appearance in Panda's dormitory.

"eh? Are you sure, fratello?" Marcello sat up. "Do you even remember the way back?" he add.

"Its fine, I will send him back." Lars voice rang through the room. Every head turn to him as he walked closer to the stun Italian.

Lovino eyes went wide as he recognized the voice before he turn his head to the owner. His body went still as Lars walked closer to him. His breath hitched.

"L-Laurence."

-xxXxx-

All eyes on the door, silence filled the air and football match long forgotten as they unfold the scene that happened just now.

"what just happened?" Alfred's question gained him a shrug from a tall French man.

"ve~ did Lars knew Lovino before?" Feliciano divert everyone attention to the pale Belgian.

Emma eyes widen when she felt everyones' eyes on her. She take a deep breath silently as she trying to calm her heart beat.

'should I tell them?'

'but its not my place to open my mouth'

'Lovino had enough on his plate'

Her hands began to sweat, she was about to enter a panic attack when she felt a soft hand on her shoulder. She lifted her head and find a concern Ukrainian women looking at her with comforting eyes.

She smiled softly at her friends and turn to Feliciano with perfect masked on.

"I'm not so sure, Feli." She shrugged her shoulders with as she gave him her perfect apologetic smile.

The front door open again before a curious Englishman got his chance to ask another question, revealing a tall muscular brunette man looking at them with his sleepy forest green eyes. The tall man realized they stared at him when no one move or talk. The other residents are too deep in their thought to greet the Grecian and yet their eyes still fall to the innocent man who managed to break the air chocking atmosphere.

"what did I miss?"

-xxXxx-

The walked back home was quite, Lars haven't spoken a word since they left the dormitory. If Lovino complaining the rowdiness back in the Panda's dorm, he was now inaudible complaining about the quite atmosphere that leave both of them hanging.

"you do know I remember my way back." Lovino break the silence without even looking at the man beside him.

"you've come here countless of time, of course you would." The replied was nothing malice, but Lovino was not good with people so he couldn't tell whether Lars really intended to sound like that. It sounds like as if he reminded Lovino that the younger Italian used to sneak house just to come to this neighborhood.

And again the silence fill the atmosphere.

"Did you own a headphone?" Lars pulled his sleeve slightly, observing the ticking watch on his left hand.

"eh?" Lovino turned his head to Lars, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "N-no, I'm using earphones" the short Italian add.

Lars hummed before he pulled Lovino to different pathway.

"That won't do. Those guys won't leave you alone, wearing headphones will be much better choice as a warning that you're not into some talk. We're going to get you one, the bus will take us to the town" Lars turned his glanced over his shoulder to look at Lovino with soft eyes.

"I admit that I don't like how you always keep things to yourself when we can talk, brat. However, I understand that you need your space and privacy, I respect whatever your decision is because I know…just like what you did to me back in those years, you will talk when you're ready." The Dutchman pat his head carefully avoid the strange curl that got him nice punch in his guts onced and continued to walk ahead.

The younger man eyes lit up when he felt the warm hand on his head. Lovino let a small smile on his lips, his feet fall into the rhyme of Lars footstep.

Lars can be soft at unexpected time.

-xxXxx-

Marcello was on his way to the living rooms where others have began to make some noise after another goal have been forced out of the home team's player. He was drying his hands when he felt a pale hand grab his shoulder softly. Marcello jumped a bit, he was taken aback by the gestured and stumble forward almost land his face on the floor.

He put his hand on his chest where his heart located and taking huge breath as he try to calm his heartbeat. He turned around and meet a pair of lilac eyes filled with guilt and soft apologize as the other seems to realized the effect of his gestured.

"Al-Alfred?" the other shake his head softly.

"Matthew" the Canadian correct the younger boy. He look at the youngest Vargas in his eyes, Matthew eyes shine in determination.

"we- we need to talk."

-xxXxx-

A/N : sorry for the delay, I was sick and distracted (by Commonwealth 2018 and Shadows Hunters fandom) i will immediately write the next one.