Hey guys! Yeah I know, I've been writing a lot today, but it's to make up for yesterday and the day before that where I hardly got anything done. More than likely, this will probably be the last chapter of the night unless I get bored at three in the morning. I hope you guys enjoy!

Antonio woke to gasps. He was laying on something soft, something that was rising and falling evenly. He didn't want to move. Toni was so comfortable, and for some reason he was happier than he thought he'd ever been. He raised his head to glare at the sound that had woken him and came face to face with Tino, Feliciano, and the tall man he had met in the ice cream shop named Berwald.

'What's going on,' He tried to sign, but trailed off as he closed his eyes again. Why was he so tired? Oh, that's right, Lovino had come over late last night. Toni immediately sat up as he realized that the thing he was laying on was Lovino. A dark blush came to his face when he remembered just what had happened last night with the kiss. And oh god he had slept with Lovino.

Feliciano was starting down at them with wide eyes. "So that's where fratello went last night. He wasn't in his bed this morning and I couldn't find him in the house or in the yard. Well, I guess I found him." The younger twin's eyes swiveled around the two of them, probably looking for any signs of what happened last night.

'I'm sorry!' Antonio signed, panicking. 'He came over in the middle of the night and we practiced his sign language for a while before we fell asleep. Nothing bad happened that you might be thinking, I swear!' He decided to avoid mentioning the kiss that they'd had. He actually wasn't sure if it was a dream or real life. It had been rather late and they'd both been tired. And if Toni had remembered correctly, the Italian had kissed back. It had to have been a dream.

"It's alright," Tino smiled. "We both have the day off and I was wondering if you'd like to go meet the exchange students. All of them are out in the inner field today at a party Alfred, the American, dragged them to. I was heading down there with Berwald and we saw Feliciano coming over here, so we decided to invite you."

'Oh, yeah, I don't mind showing up. I just have to get dressed and everything. Wow, Lovino is a heavy sleeper isn't he? How is he not awake right now?' Grinning, the Spaniard looked up at Feli, who was also smiling.

"Yeah he does this a lot. Go get dressed, I'll wake him up. Don't worry." He promised in a cheery voice, literally doing the 'shoo' motions to Antonio until he got up and fled the room. He quickly dressed in a random shirt and some shorts, throwing on his hoodie. He didn't want another accident like yesterday and for people to notice the scars. They weren't exactly the most attractive markings.

By the time he had slipped on some shoes and stepped back into the main room, Lovino was awake and staring down at the signing book while Tino and Feliciano were immersed in a conversation. Berwald just stood there looking like he'd rather be anywhere else. Antonio hated to admit it, but the Swedish man scared him more than a little.

Leaving the book at Toni's and agreeing that all five of them would come back there later, they set off down the street, Feli and Tino laughing at something they were talking about. Berwald was always within five feet of the Finn as they walked and Antonio found himself wondering what their relation was. That is, until he saw Tino reach out for the taller man's hand. Toni connected the dots and realized that the two were probably dating.

He smiled to himself, but felt a pang in his chest. He was in the back of the group, Lovino having not so much as talked to him since the possible events of the night before. Antonio bit his lip, shoving his hands in his pockets as he walked along behind everyone. Even though he liked peace and quiet, he found himself wishing that the others were talking to him, mainly the eldest Italian.

After about twenty minutes of walking around town, Antonio started to see a large group of people in the fields past the outskirts. They got closer and closer, Toni starting to spot people from different ethnicities. He saw a few Asians, a dark-haired teen with a herd of cats following him, Antonio even noticed a dark-skinned boy in clothes that looked like he came from some area like a desert.

When they joined the group where music was blaring, Antonio was greeted by a blonde with green eyes. At first, Antonio couldn't tell whether the person was male or female due to the hair and the clothes, but when he heard the voice, he settled on male. "Well hello there, you look nice! Would you like to join my fabulous self and my group of friends? My name's Feliks."

Toni winced, bringing his hand out of his pocket to sign his name. The teen, Feliks, just stood there looking at him with confusion. Suddenly there was another male with shoulder-length brown hair dragging the blonde away. "Feliks, he's mute! I'm sorry about my friend, won't happen again."

Toni was just left blinking. He didn't know what to think about that other than that this entire group was probably the weirdest gathering of people in the history of Italy. But then he remembered that he was Spanish and mute, so he couldn't quite complain about the others being weird. After a while, he was joined by an Asian in flowing white and blue robes with an odd curl.

"Hi! You look Spanish, are you Spanish? I don't think I've seen another Spanish kid in the group." He then looked behind him, eyes widening before he took off. "My name's Im Yong Soo if you want to talk to me later! Gotta run!" He had the liberty to yell over his shoulder. Within seconds, what looked like an older version of the loud teen pushed past Toni in pursuit.

Antonio was left staring as the latter tackled the first Asian, both of them rolling around and throwing punches. He would have laughed pretty loudly if he could have, but instead he settled for shaking his head and grinning widely. He turned around, looking through the crowd to see if he knew anyone. Of course, with his luck, he knew none of the people he saw immediately and couldn't spot the Italians or Tino.

Walking over to the buffet table that someone had set up somehow, Antonio started pointing at random things while the Chinese man started talking to him as he fixed the plate according to the Spaniard's demands. He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around once he had his plate in hand.

Lovino had a glass of some random liquid, taking a sip from it as Antonio looked at him. "Ciao, Toni," He said, smiling faintly at the taller man. He felt his heart beating nearly out of his chest as his eyes locked with those familiar deep green orbs of Antonio's. They moved to a bench and Lovi let the other eat, watching with amusement as he cleared the plate quickly.

They sat in silence after he finished, Lovino taking occasional sips of the drink he'd been handed by Tino. He was pretty sure it was some type of soda. "So," He decided to begin. "What was last night?" As soon as the question was out of his mouth, Toni whipped his head up and stared at Lovi with wide eyes. Lovino noticed him bite his lip and fiddle with his hands.

'I'm sorry,' Antonio signed. 'I just wanted to kiss you so badly and when you kissed back I didn't think you would mind if I just kept kissing you. If you don't ever want to do that again, I don't mind. We don't have to kiss or be anything but friends if you're not comfortable.'

Lovino felt really bad that he hadn't worded his question differently. Now Antonio thought he didn't want to be kissed. He used one hand to rub his temples when he realized what he had just thought. Did he want to be kissed by Antonio? He had thought before that he really didn't want much to do with the Spaniard, but now he wasn't so sure. He couldn't deny the way he had kissed back the night before or the way he had wanted to keep kissing when the older teen had pulled away.

"It's not that," Lovino found himself saying, making the other look at him with surprise. "I was the one who kissed back. And I guess I got my answer since I asked what the kissing was about. I still don't know if I want to spend my entire life with anyone, but I've never actually come anywhere close to kissing someone. I've never wanted to kiss anyone at all, much less want more of it."

The Italian was blushing darkly by the time he fell silent. He knew long, sappy speeches weren't really his thing. He was the one that was usually angry and sarcastic about everything, even when he knew he should say something nice. With Antonio, though, he had to make an effort to say mean things to cover up what he was really feeling. Right now, he was either too lazy to say something blunt or didn't see the point in it.

Feeling a hand reach out and take his own, Lovi had to force his own fingers to curl around the other ones when he really felt like hiding his face. He felt like curling up and dying for saying all of that, but he forced himself to stay seated and to allow Antonio to take his hand.

The day passed and they met a lot of people Lovino didn't even try to remember the names of. He really just wanted to stay close to Antonio. Even as they walked back with Feliciano's and Tino's laughter ringing in his ears, he just wanted to be alone with the Spaniard like the night before.

When they got inside, Feliciano and Tino talked about the people they'd met and how funny their new friends were. Lovi could barely sit through Tino explaining who he'd already known there and what they were like for future reference. It was like he was giving everyone a 'To Do' and a 'Do Not Do' list for each of the people there. Finally, everyone walked over to the door to leave.

"I'll catch up later," Lovino promised when Feli held the door open. He watched as his twin just shrugged and left the apartment. As soon as the door was closed, Lovi felt arms around his waist and he tilted his head back to meet Antonio's gaze. "Ciao, Toni, are you glad I stayed?"

He didn't have to see Antonio nod to know that he was thoroughly relieved that Lovino had stayed with him. Lovi finally gained enough courage to turn to face Toni, the latter's arms still wrapped around the Italian's waist. Said Italian didn't even try to stop Antonio as the Spaniard captured his lips. Once again, his arms wrapped around Toni's neck and he deepened the kiss as he felt the arms around his waist tighten.

After a while, Lovino broke the kiss and just looked up at the man he now knew he'd come to love. "Is it too late for me to admit that I think I like you, too?" Lovi felt his heart flutter at the small smile tugging at the other's lips. Antonio shook his head and pulled Lovino even closer before the two of them melted into yet another kiss.